Then Then there is no more.
Where there are many people, there are rivers and lakes.
There are always a few rules among Jianghu people.
Even if many people don't like Honglu Palace's behavior of using a tiger skin as a banner, if Xinmin comes forward to make peace, they can only grit their teeth and let them join.
Although the number of people in Xianzhifang was not the largest, Xin Min had selflessly donated a few poison-repelling incense before, so that everyone could come here while maximizing their strength, and she had the right to speak.
Of course, although everyone appreciates the favor between Xinmin and Xianzhifang, many people still can't help but secretly wonder: Since you have such a powerful poison-repelling incense, if you are really selfless and have the world in mind, why don't you use it to cross the bridge like this?
There could also be more people.
Anyway, aren't you talking about immortality?
It depends on that little bit of luck.
It has nothing to do with the large number of people and the small number of people.
Then why don't you show mercy and let them all come over?
In other words, you people from Xianzhifang came over one by one. , there are always a few in other sects who can't hold on.
It's sanctimonious to say, but it's not a conspiracy at heart.
The most indispensable thing in our cultivation land is pipa spirits like you, who are not as good as they appear.
And they are everywhere.
Except for the single-minded sword cultivator in Luoyuncheng, there is probably no one like you.
People will fall for your tricks.
Of course I want to think about it, but no one will say it.
After all, he still behaves very caring, selfless, and impeccable.
If he says it out, not only will it have no effect, but he will also be called ungrateful.
Those who would speak out without considering the consequences don’t have the heart and soul to think through this truth.
Yesterday, after the internal fighting among the three young masters of Baiyemen, the largest sect, left Baiyemen disciples dead and injured, two god-transformation monks.
After Honglian's life and death were uncertain, and Wuming was arrogant and unsocial, Xinmin was quickly elected as the temporary leader of this group of people after contributing a few poison-repelling incense to mediate the affairs of Honglu Palace.
Luo Yuncheng seemed to have something on his mind.
He just kept a straight face and said nothing.
Lin Wangyou knew that with Luo Yuncheng's character, he had always liked to be the center of attention.
Now that Xinmin had stolen the limelight, it must be very uncomfortable to be the silent man behind a beautiful woman.
Although Xinxin held his hand tenderly and explained to him: "Brother Cheng.
If you weren't from Xianzhifang, I would also recommend you, but I'm afraid they won't agree."
"Yeah."
Luo Yuncheng just hummed roughly.
No more words.
Although their interaction was through sound transmission, it was a pity that they could not escape Lin Wangyou's powerful consciousness.
After his cultivation reached the watershed of cultivation and officially became a qualified monk, Lin Wangyou's Qi cultivation did not increase much.
But he has many more abilities in terms of spiritual consciousness.
Such as hearing through other people's voices, or using one's own body to make elixirs.
Lin Wangyou listened to the lively interaction between Luo Yuncheng and Xinmin, and listened to other people's gossip from time to time.
Not to mention the quiet crowd, there was quite a lot of gossip.
For example, the girls in Honglu Hall appear calm and arrogant on the surface, but in reality they are already in a state of rage because they don’t know what is going on with Honglian.
There are also those three young men from the Baiye Sect who look like shit.
They are extremely arrogant, but in fact, each of them is talking about Wuming more horribly than the other.
Wu Ming is very well-educated.
It's not annoying at all.
It seems that he enjoys being talked about like this.
What the hell is this?
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Is Wuming actually the same type of person as Fourth Young Master Bai?
When Lin Wangyou thought about the hobbies of the Fourth Young Master Bai Yuxiu, Lin Wangyou felt like he was pulling something cold from behind.
It seems that we must keep Qin Xun away from Wuming in the future.
We really can’t encourage the master to take us back to the Fairyland Spirit Sword Sect.
It’s not fun at all in this Maolin Domain.
We have to rely on others.
What do our senior brothers have to rely on?
The people from Xianzhifang were covering her up, which was too shameful.
It's a pity that the Fairy Spirit Realm still doesn't have as much spiritual energy as the Maolin Realm, nor does it have as many spiritual plants and elixirs as the Maolin Realm, nor does it have the heaven-defying existence like an ancient battlefield like the Poison Valley.
Although there is a trial tower in the Fairy Realm, it is a pity that the biggest secret of the trial tower, the Soul-Destroying Sword, has been taken away by Qin Xun.
Although the trial tower will still be there in the future, it is destined to be just a place to cultivate character.
While driving, Lin Wangyou, Qin Xun, and Xiao Yue silently walked at the back of the crowd, followed the crowd, and mingled into the cave.
Xinmin naturally saw Lin Wangyou and the others, but considering that they were all junior brothers and sisters in Luoyuncheng, she still kept silent after thinking about it.
Xinmin knew that with Luo Yuncheng's character, if he made things difficult for Lin Wangyou at this time, not to mention that he already had a good impression of Lin Wangyou, even if he was just an ordinary disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect, he, the senior brother, would Feeling dull.
So Xin Min just glanced at them and acquiesced to their existence.
Wuming, on the other hand, spoke coldly: "The three young masters have enjoyed enough and want to lie down and hunt for treasures."
The three of them kept complaining.
Do they want to lie down?
Who would be willing to lie down if they have arms and legs?
They have hands and feet, but they have been restrained by that bastard Wuming.
It is difficult for them to even move a finger, let alone move.
They are the sons of the monks and the master of the Baiye Sect, and the future heirs of the Baiye Sect will follow them.
It suddenly occurred to them that they wanted to lie down together in such embarrassment After the three people were released from the restraints, they neatly rolled off the sheep's back.
Originally, the three of them wanted to perform a graceful pirouette and land on the ground.
Unfortunately, the Qi had been restricted for a long time and the movement was not smooth.
Even the muscles became rigid due to maintaining one movement for a long time.
Therefore, the expected graceful and graceful gyration of the handsome young man was not achieved, and instead he was in the posture of three dogs chewing shit with their buttocks facing the sky and their faces facing the ground.
This person was so embarrassed, but the three of them still wanted to maintain their image, so they could only use sound transmission to scold Wuming bloody.
Although Wuming sneered, he seemed to enjoy being scolded by them.
What was going on?
The more Lin Wangyou thought about it, the more he felt that Wuming might be the same type of person as Fourth Young Master Bai.
Maybe the two of them were having an affair.
Unknowingly, Lin Wangyou...
Goosebumps fell all over the place.
Fortunately, the verbal interactions between these four people were basically sound transmission, and only a weirdo like Lin Wangyou could hear them, and she didn't dare to tell anyone that she could hear them.
The most pitiable thing was Lin Wangyou's sheep soul.
After feeling Lin Wangyou's aura, he turned back in three steps.
Seeing that Lin Wangyou had no intention of taking it back, he continued aggrievedly.
Now the three bastards finally got off its back, and the sheep quickly bleated and jumped to Lin Wangyou's side.
As for the little fox with a big tail, Xiaosong, who has been nesting on the back of the sheep, it seems that he has eaten enough and is sleeping soundly with his belly turned over.
Suddenly I felt what the earthquake was about.
I rubbed my sleepy eyes and realized that it was this stupid sheep that was having fun.
Well, I saw Master Wangyou, I jumped, Xiaosong threw himself into his arms, and succeeded: