Master, please don’t bring Feng Aotian back again!

"More than one every minute."

Lin Li stood up, walked to the threshold with his hands behind his back, and looked up at the sky.

Ever since he met his master, the fatigue in the boy's eyes has almost disappeared.

"But what do they want from you?"

With a businessman's mindset.

Wanli always felt that after a targeted action, there should be some gains.

But Lin Li shook his head decisively.

"You do not know?"

"Everyone has their own unique faces. It's useless to know them."

Lin Li laughed:

"But, if they want something, just go ahead and take it. I won't be the one to burst myself in the end anyway."

……

Ever since I received Lin Li’s handwritten letter from Chu Jiangli.

Dunhuang followed the instructions on the paper and rushed to his senior brother's room without stopping.

In the third-to-last shelf of the bookcase facing the sun.

He actually found a seal.

The boy quickly unsealed the letter according to the instructions and soon saw a painting of fragrant grass and dew on it.

And the graceful sword dancer on the paper turned his eyes slightly when the scroll was opened.

At this moment, the sword energy in the hut was soaring into the sky.

68. Only when you have no worries can you go all in!

The speed at which time passes has become extremely fast without us noticing.

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of Changshengtian.

The stairs that belong to all practitioners will arrive at Tiange soon.

The final battle of the round earth and square sky.

No one thought about it.

Chang Ming, a cult member who participated in such a competition for the first time, actually had the last laugh.

And he is a young swordsman in the foundation-building stage.

Everyone knows that her spiritual energy is not enough to sustain a long-term battle.

This is the most fatal flaw of Xiao Xiao's foundation building.

But when the advantages of the peak are too prominent, even this glaring flaw cannot be fully utilized by the opponents.

Who can withstand that sword?

With one strike of the sword, not only the air was deprived, but also the spiritual energy was turned into nothingness.

If it really comes to a head-on collision, the sword will cut the person in half, and the opponent may not even be able to react.

Damn, you said this is the foundation-building stage.

Everyone believed it.

As a result, several Jindan realm masters came up and almost broke the elixir.

Several Yuanying stage masters came up and were almost beaten away.

Isn't this a monster?

What’s even more bizarre is Qi Yueying who lives next door.

It can be said that Bai Lanyu has one trick up her sleeve.

Qi Yueying is the purest hexagonal warrior.

No matter how hard you try, you can never win.

The two guys met in the finals.

What kind of sparks can be created?

Everyone is curious.

"Do you know your opponent?"

Lin Li held Shen He, who had just woken up from a coma, in one hand and grabbed Diao Chan's neck with the other.

These two are the factors that worry him the most.

He was still filled with anger and held a grudge against Qingxuan for insulting his master.

The other one was simply trying to find ways to run out and steal food, like a spirit beast running around in a place full of cultivators.

Kidneys that are easy to be hung up and skinned.

"I will win."

Bai Lanyu calmed down and answered calmly.

The consecutive victories in recent days did not make Bai Lanyu's confidence overly inflated.

Lin Li thought this was great.

At least she is not arrogant and looks down on everyone equally.

Although Feng Aotian does have such capital.

But what Lin Li couldn't have expected was.

What Bai Lanyu was thinking about at the moment was these contestants, none of whom were good enough to fight.

When he was practicing with Lin Li, the future little swordsman exhausted all his strength but still could hardly hurt his senior brother at all.

The flames that penetrated almost every corner made Bai Lanyu feel overwhelmed.

To the extent that she even subconsciously thought that Changshengtian's other opponents should have more or less the strength of the eldest senior brother.

result……

After defeating Xiao Duoduo of Lingxiao Sword Palace with one strike.

She basically pushed forward all the way.

Ok.

Don't know what went wrong.

"Qi Yueying is the Saintess of the Qingxuan Sect. Even if she is only half a step away from becoming a god, she is not comparable to ordinary people because she has the body of a flower fairy. Lan Yu, you'd better be careful."

The duel between two Feng Aotian.

Even in the original plot, there is not much description of this.

Changshengtian was originally the training ground for the great Feng Aotian.

In the end, who won and who lost was just glossed over.

So Lin Li had nothing to refer to at all.

"I will win."

Bai Lanyu held the sword, looked at the eldest senior brother with burning eyes, and repeated it in a more solemn tone.

When Pu Xuan told the silver-haired girl the news about Shen He’s battle.

Bai Lanyu had no good feelings towards the sect that dared to insult her master.

What saint, what flower fairy.

I bother.

Looking at Bai Lanyu's confident look.

Lin Li felt that it was useless to say anything.

He sighed softly and then looked at the door next to him.

Xiao Yuner has now led Pu Xuan into the living room.

In the room filled with the scent of agarwood.

Lin Li sat up straighter and looked at Pu Xuan.

Pu Xuan straightened his back knowing that his senior brother was going to make an important announcement.

Although her spiritual platform was destroyed, her prestige as the second senior sister still remained.

"Junior sister, in this final, I am the only one who will accompany Lan Yu."

talking.

Lin Li also looked around.

Then he lowered his voice, held Pu Xuan's hand, wrote strokes lightly with his fingertips, and said slowly:

"You and Shen He should take the others back to the sect immediately."

Pu Xuan stared at his palm in silence for a long time before he looked up:

"Brother, what happened to the master?"

"Master will go through a heavenly tribulation, probably around the time of Changshengtian."

As comrades.

There was no reason for Lin Li to keep this a secret from his fellow students.

"Heavenly tribulation?"

The words seemed so far away, yet they caused a sharp pain in Bai Lanyu's brow.

In the fragrant grass.

The swordsman in white pursed his lips subconsciously.

……

"Can't we follow?"

Until the news about Master was told by my senior brother himself.

Everyone in the field quickly reacted in silence and realized what the guy from Qingxuan Sect said at that time.

It's actually true.

"I'll be alone here."

Lin Li felt gratified that his fellow junior students volunteered to help.

But time does not allow them to act recklessly. On the chessboard where every move is crucial, Lin Li cannot accept the possibility of losing the whole game.

Pu Xuan knew his senior brother's character.

In the face of major issues.

There is no room for discussion here.

So after a pause, Second Senior Sister clenched her hand that had been outlined before and nodded resolutely:

"Okay, I'm here."

"Shen He."

Lin Li looked at the young man beside him.

The latter was still immersed in the news of the heavenly calamity. As for Shen He, he could not quite empathize with the heaviness of this feeling.

The only thing he knew was that his master was in danger.

"Your sister doesn't have much ability to protect herself right now, so remember to protect her in everything. Her safety depends on you alone."