The Madonna of Immortal Cultivation

The Taixu Xianzong, which used to be deserted and quiet, has also become lively. Many disciples who have retreated have left the retreat. Lin Qingyang and Lin Zhiyan rode on the crane and looked down. There are people everywhere on the peak. I think these disciples came here in advance. Zongmen Dabi is preparing.

Taixu Xianzong does not allow multipliers to fly unless they are at the foot of the mountain, so disciples go up the mountain by crane.

It wasn't long after leaving Taixu Xianzong, but Lin Zhiyan felt as if he had passed away.

Ask Tiandian.

In the huge palace, there stood four huge jade pillars with dragon patterns, carved with intricate and fine carvings, which looked lifelike, majestic and solemn.

"Junior Lin Qingyang has met the suzerain." "Disciple Lin Zhiyan has met the master." The two saluted respectfully.

Chu He gave a faint "En", and shifted his gaze to Lin Qingyang.

Lin Qingyang said, "This junior has admired Taixu Xianzong's swordsmanship for a long time, so I came here to seek Taoism and hope that Sect Master Chu will complete it."

In fact, seeking the Tao is false, and protecting Lin Zhiyan is the truth. Lin Qingyang and Chu He knew this well. Many children from the aristocratic family would bring some geniuses of the same age to the sect to cultivate a tacit cooperation.

Chu He pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Then you can go to Jianfeng."

But he didn't say anything about letting Master Jianfeng accept him as a disciple. Although he is the suzerain, he can't do such superfluous things.

Lin Qingyang nodded to show that he understood that Taixu Xianzong is the largest sect in Tianyuan Continent, and there are countless disciples from big and small families who come here to practice, and these disciples from aristocratic families will not all be accepted as disciples of Taixu Xianzong, which is equivalent to Hanging the name of a disciple here, after several years of experience, he returned to the family to inherit the family business.

After the two came out of Wentian Temple, Lin Zhiyan looked at Lin Qingyang beside him, and felt a little caring, "Are you going to Jianfeng today?"

The young man obviously had a caring tone, but he insisted on showing no interest at all, as if he was really just asking casually.

Lin Qingyang looked at the young master's inappropriate expression, and laughed twice.

It was already late at this time, and he would definitely not see the peak master when he went to Jianfeng, and the sect master was busy with work, so he didn't care about a small disciple's accommodation at all.

The night wind is gentle, and the shadows of the trees are whirling.

Lin Qingyang was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "Young master, how about letting Qingyang sleep with you for one night?"

Lin Zhiyan frowned, and instinctively didn't want to agree, but looking at Lin Qingyang's distressed face, he seemed to think that he was going too far?

After all, Lin Qingyang has done his best for him all the way.

The young man opened his mouth, and just about to agree, a familiar deep voice came from not far away, "If guests come from afar, if they don't even have a place to stay, wouldn't it mean that Taixu Xianzong has no way of hospitality?"

The voice that came with the night wind was devoid of any emotion.

Lin Zhiyan turned around in a little surprise, and saw a familiar figure standing under a huge locust tree. The dark shadow of the tree completely covered the visitor, making people wonder where he had been standing for how long.

Lin Qingyang was immediately alert.

"Senior brother!" The young man's tone was inexplicably flying, and there was a smile in his voice.

Chu Mingyu came out from the shadow, seeing the surprised expression of the boy, his mood subtly improved a lot, but...now is not the time to catch up with the child.

"Thank you fellow daoist for sending my junior brother back. It's already getting late, so please move to Jianfeng, fellow daoist."

Chu Mingyu looked cold and said in a calm tone.

"Oh? It is rumored that the chief of the noble sect is clean and unattainable. When will you take care of such trivial matters?"

Lin Qingyang raised the corners of his lips and continued, "I have known the young master since childhood, but I have never heard that he has a senior brother."

It was a bit quiet at night, with the breeze blowing by, only the rustling of leaves could be heard.

Lin Zhiyan stood aside, a little at a loss, no matter how stupid he was, he still felt that the atmosphere was not right! ! !

The young man coughed, and when he saw that the eyes of the two people were on him, he said bravely, "It's not good to bother the Peak Master at this time..."

Under Chu Mingyu's more and more gentle eyes, Lin Zhiyan couldn't say the second half of the sentence.

Lin Qingyang looked at the young man who was showing his teeth and claws at his place, but he was extremely obedient at this time, and felt a little unspeakably lost. He saw the young man's reluctance, but smiled gently, "Take care, young master, Qingyang is leaving now. "

After saying that, he turned around and left without any nostalgia, but that figure was inexplicably lonely.

Lin Zhiyan opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but closed his lips again feebly, with a sullen expression, not at all the surprise and excitement just now.

Chu Mingyu's heart sank, and his eyes darkened. Seeing the young man's apparently distraught appearance, he raised his evaluation of Lin Qingyang again.

Lin Zhiyan looked up at senior brother, "Senior brother, when did you come?"

The two of them passed through a small incident just now, and the atmosphere was a bit stagnant. At this moment, Lin Zhiyan broke the atmosphere by speaking.

"Not long."

Chu Mingyu didn't want to say more, so he changed the topic, "I heard that Xiaoyan has passed the family's special training? Now it seems that his cultivation has improved."

As soon as Lin Zhiyan mentioned the days in Chongyuan Realm, he couldn't help feeling bitter in his heart, and complained unceremoniously, "Brother, you don't know, Chongyuan Realm is really not a place for people to stay..."

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Chu Mingyu saw that the young man lifted his spirits again, he seemed filled with righteous indignation, and smiled slightly.

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The next day, Array Peak.

The Grand Competition of Taixu Xianzong is in full swing, and the atmosphere is hot.

Lin Zhiyan, who came here early, occupied a place with an excellent view, and at this moment he was looking curiously at the ring.

It is said that the Zongmen Grand Competition is very strict. First, the outer sect disciples compete, and the top ten of each peak can enter the inner sect. Of course, if they are appreciated by the peak master, they can also directly enter the inner sect.

Then there is the competition of inner disciples. There are much fewer inner disciples than outer disciples, but the competition is more intense. The top three inner disciples in each peak can be accepted as true disciples by the master of the peak.

Among the true disciples, they are going to compete for the position of chief of each peak.

However, those who can become the chief of each peak are all amazing and talented people, so there are very few people who can challenge successfully.

After the level-by-level competition is over, you can download the post. The outer door can choose the inner door to challenge, and the inner door can choose the real challenge. If one party loses, the identity will be changed, from the inner door to the outer door directly Wait until everything is sorted out in a month, so everyone has a sense of urgency.

Although these methods are cruel, they are also a good way to promote. When the status changes, the resources will also change.

Most of the disciples of the outer sect are only between the fifth and sixth levels of qi refining, and there are occasional top-notch ones, who are on the eighth or ninth level of qi refining. However, this kind of character has long been famous in the outer sect, and usually some people will admit defeat as soon as they go on stage.

Although Taixu Xianzong stipulated that no one should be killed in the competition, but there was no rule that no one should be seriously injured.

Therefore, this is also a good time to avenge grievances and revenge.

Lin Zhiyan looked at these simple fights a little dull, and his expression gradually changed from curiosity at the beginning to boredom. He drew circles on the ground with his toes, and muttered to himself, "It's so boring."

Chu Mingyu beside him smiled helplessly, "What? Who is going to drag me over this morning?"

Lin Zhiyan: Huh

Both of them hid their faces, and no one in the field could recognize them at this time, mainly because no one could recognize Chu Mingyu, his face was so recognizable, if they were recognized by others, they would not need to look at it , so it is quite comfortable.

Huge applause suddenly erupted in the huge field, and Lin Zhiyan's attention was immediately attracted. He fixed his eyes and saw that the man in the competition field was wearing yellow clothes and short clothes, and he was wearing rough clothes. Can't help his handsome sunshine, many female cultivators off the field have secretly blushed.

It was Qi Jinyang, the protagonist of the original book.

Seeing this scene, Young Master Lin, who had an excellent vision, couldn't help but sigh in his heart, he really is the darling of heaven!

At this time, the two people facing each other in the arena are looking at each other, standing on both sides of the competition arena, and the person fighting on one side is also wearing yellow clothes. He looked disdainful, with contempt in his eyes, as if he was facing an ant.

From Lin Zhiyan's perspective, Qi Jinyang didn't have any expression on his face, apparently not angry at the other party's contempt.

"start--"

Following the judge's order, both of them moved!

The man in yellow obviously wanted to get rid of Qi Jinyang as soon as possible, so he gathered his whole body's aura from the beginning and poured it into the magic weapon. The blue light surrounded the blade like flowing water. The man in yellow flashed slightly and rushed to Qi Jinyang quickly, Qi Jinyang only took a crude iron rod, and he seemed unprepared.

The corner of the yellow-clothed man's mouth curled up into a smug smile, as if he had seen the dawn of victory, his expression became more and more disdainful.

He has long been unhappy with this kid!It's obviously a miscellaneous spiritual root, but I don't know what kind of shit luck I have, but I have cultivated to the eighth level of Qi refining!I don't know why Qiaoer took a fancy to him!

Thinking of this in his heart, the man in yellow looked more and more viciously. He bought this magical weapon from an inner sect disciple at a high price. Today he wants to show Qiaoer, who is more powerful, he or Qi Jinyang!

Qi Jinyang dodged quickly and embarrassingly as the sword blade rolled with a huge spiritual energy. It seemed dangerous and dangerous, making people think that he escaped completely by luck.

Lin Zhiyan, who had been looking at him with piercing eyes, knew that this was just Qi Jinyang pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger.

After all, in a situation where he is obviously weak, it would be crazy if he won easily.