Campus belle's cultivation master

On the sky, the clouds and mist are surging, and the cold autumn wind is blowing.

Silence, like a rampant virus, spreads rapidly from the foot of the mountain, cleans up the crowd, and reaches the star picking platform of the main peak of Tushan. The strange atmosphere immediately enveloped the whole audience, and the heated uproar just now disappeared.

Regardless of men and women, old and young, regardless of the high and low, the original excited smile all convergence, into a thick fear and fear. Even the guy who didn't know why, was also affected by the atmosphere and closed his mouth.

Sun Zhong, the eldest husband of Tianlan sect, was standing on the high platform. He looked around and didn't understand: "what's the matter?"

With such a high status, I didn't calm down the restlessness of all the practitioners after shouting for most of the day. But all of a sudden, it was like a group of quacking ducks were pinched by the neck, and there was no movement under the whole sky.

He turned to look at many elders in the clan behind him, but he saw that others shook their heads at him, and their faces were confused.

At the banquet, Xiong Siwu shook his head and looked around: "eh? What happened? Speak! Why don't you talk? "

Many of the leading figures, led by Cai Yunfei and Shi Kaixuan, look at each other and see deep meaning from each other's eyes.

If you look around the world, you are the only one who can make the practitioners in the world keep quiet and dare not speak.

"What's going on?" Sun Zhong, the eldest husband, was a little annoyed. His eyes were wide open and he threw his sleeve suddenly. "Send someone to ask!"

As soon as his voice fell, he suddenly heard the voice of a worshiper behind him difficult: "big... Big elder, look..."

As soon as Gongsun ZhongMeng raised his face, he could see that his head was running up from the foot of the mountain. His dense head was like a tide, and he separated to both sides without any sound. He dodged a straight and wide passage.

The young man with a beautiful face is carrying a hand and walking slowly up the stairs in the complex sight of tens of thousands of people. His face is calm, dark and bright eyes are like the bottomless well cold pool, qinran cool.

One step, two steps, three steps

Where the young people passed along the way, everyone seemed to have been immobilized, stupefied and motionless. It took a long time for him to sound like a fly

"So he is..."

"The dragon pool and the tiger's den, I dare to break into it..."

"I heard that I was seriously injured. Yesterday I had hemoptysis in Linjiang..."

The eldest husband Sun Zhong's eyelids are beating violently. He doesn't need to ask, but his heart is clear.

"I see. I see." He clenched his fist quietly, and a look of danger flashed through his eyes. "I didn't expect that you really dare to die, so we might as well calculate the general ledger..."

The bear stretched his neck and looked, grinning: "Oh, where did this boy come from? What a show! Everyone is waiting for him? "

"Old bear." Cai Yunfei side body, face low, "he is... Lin Zixuan."

Bear four five mind is not a light, until now just wake up. He was as strong as a hill, shaking and staring at the thin young man who was walking up the last step and standing on the star picking platform.

In such a moment, he finally understood why Ji Mingyang, who had led the Chinese spiritual world for decades, would die in the hands of Lin Zixuan, who was less than 20 years old

This man is very strong. It's incredible! Even if he was carrying the shackles of road cracks and retreat of cultivation, it was still enough to frighten the world!

Lin Yu looked at the clouds gathering all over the sky, facing the golden sunlight pouring down, and sighed with ease: "step on the top of the mountains, lift your finger to pick up the stars."

It was as if he was the only one in the sky.

He turned slowly and walked slowly to the banquet. His cold and indifferent eyes swept over the familiar or strange faces, with a banter smile on his lips.

Lin Yu is very clear that he is extremely sensitive.

In the old days, there would have been a large number of strong martial arts people coming up, bowing down and flattering.

But now, everyone looks complex, looking at him from a distance, his eyes full of fear, but full of suspicion. Even Cai Yunfei, Feng Cangsong, Li Jiuling and other celestial masters who have made friends with themselves for many times only nodded their heads and said hello.

Above the martial arts, the strong are respected.

Almost all the practitioners present wanted to use Lin Zixuan as a stepping stone and step on his head to reach the top of martial arts and become famous all over the world. But what this man has done, one by one, has left an indelible psychological shadow on everyone.

In other words, even if the tiger is bullied by the dog, the first dog will need great courage.

Kong Wu, the deacon of tianlanzong, was standing at the guest table, staring at the young man coming, biting his teeth and taking a deep breath.

"Fight!" With a wave of his hand, he led more than a dozen young disciples behind him to stride forward according to the predetermined plan and stopped the way, "young man, please stay!"

The whole audience's cheeks showed a look of astonishment, and then they began to take in the cold air one after another.

It's just a deacon of Tianlan sect. What is it? How dare you stop Lin Zixuan?

Xun Yue, the Mountain Gate deacon who was decapitated just yesterday, is not a lesson from the past? Are you tired of living?

But soon, everyone suddenly woke up. If there is no big man behind the back support, just with Kong Wu and other status, how dare they make trouble in public?

On the high stage, sun Zhonglie, the eldest husband, opened his mouth and showed a mocking smile: "the good play is about to start. Kill the boy first!"

Many elders worshipped each other and laughed at each other, ready to watch a good play.

As early as a few days ago, they secretly speculated and secretly made a plan. Lin Zixuan doesn't come. If he dares to come to the zongmen ceremony, he must give the other party a chance to show his humble identity!

With the waste of the road crack and the road cut off, the toad wants to eat the swan meat. What's the capital to covet the gorgeous Tianlan saint?

Lin Yu stepped down and looked at the opposite deacon Kong Wu, his eyes were indifferent: "you are good, scar, forget the pain..."

Without being reminded by the other party, Kong Wu could not forget the extreme humiliation he suffered when he sent a letter to Jiangnan at the order of the patriarch.

"Don't mention the past." His face was black and white, full of resentment and gnashing his teeth, "go back where you come from. I'm sorry, the table is full... "