Brush it up.

The two young supremes moved at the same time, and they leaned together, and Ren Xiaoyao immediately sacrificed the magical cloak, instantly hiding the two of them into the void.

After a few breaths, I saw a group of black-robed powerhouses flying rapidly from a low altitude, led by two Supreme Venerables at the peak of the mid-stage transformation stage.

They (身shēn) have a thick (Yin yīn) forest demonic aura on them, and at first glance, they are from the same vein as the Killing Shaojun, and they are the elders of the Demon Gate from the Rakshasa Gate.

These people were not flying fast in the air, and the first two powerhouses even opened their huge spiritual power perception, searching for something in the carpet.

"Found it so soon?"

Lin Yang and Ren Xiaoyao glanced at each other in their cloaks, and there was no panic in each other's eyes.

As experts in robbing houses and houses, the two of them will naturally handle everything cleanly, leaving no handles, even if they seek revenge from the Rakshasa Gate, they will not be able to find them for the time being.

And I have to say that the magic of Ren Xiaoyao's cloak is that even the powerhouses in the middle of breaking the sea can't perceive their existence, and they forcibly let the two of them dodge.

"To be able to take out such a treasure against the sky, there is such a terrifying cultivation...... This part of Ren Xiaoyao (body shēn) will never be simple. ”

Lin Yang thought secretly in his heart, and less than ten minutes after the two of them got back on the road, the answer to this question took the initiative to jump in front of Lin Yang.

"There's another guy up ahead!"

Lin Yang once again sensed that there was a master approaching in front of him.

And this time, Ren Xiaoyao did not urge the magical cloak, but smiled bitterly and said to Lin Yang:

"Brother Lin, little brother, please ask you something! No matter what happens, the previous thing (情qíng) is the secret of you and me before, don't tell it!"

"That's nature. Lin Yang thought that Ren Xiaoyao was talking about robbing and killing Shaojun (情qíng), who knew that Ren Xiaoyao in front of him had an amazing change before his voice fell.

His whole body swelled up like a balloon, and the short (身shēn) material, which was originally more than five feet long, turned into a one-meter-eight (quite tǐng) pulling out divine material in an instant, and his devilish ugly face turned into a handsome young man who looked better than Pan An.

"It's ......"

Rao is Lin Yang is well-informed, and he has never heard of this kind of magical secret technique that can change his appearance at will, and he can escape the perception of fiery eyes, which can be called a divine skill.

Ren Xiaoyao after the transformation (body shēn), sword eyebrows and starry eyes, heroic posture, a (body shēn) white shirt robe, bucket with a green silk scarf, no matter how you look at it, it is not lost to Lin Yang's people Jiaolong, especially a pair of sword eyes faintly reveal the vast righteousness, majestic and serious, like a saint master from the academy.

To be honest, if Lin Yang hadn't seen Ren Yao's scheming before, he would never have associated this 'moral model' in front of him with the black and thin man who was obscene (cheap jiàn) jiàn) before!

What the hell is the origin of this goods?

Just as the two of them were startled, the team of centaurs not far away had already shown their (body shēn) shape.

"Senior Brother Ren, I've finally found you!!"

The people who came were a group of white-robed scribes wearing the same Confucian costumes as Ren Xiaoyao, walking between the lava of purgatory one by one, but the dust and mud were immaculate, and the air was magnificent.

Lin Yang had to think of a name that was famous in the Qing Spirit Domain-the Holy Word Academy.

Even though Lin Yang was a newcomer who had just come to the Qingling Domain for a few days, he had already heard the name of the Holy Word Academy countless times.

Among the six five-star sects, the strongest sect with the longest history, the strongest strength, and the strongest sect with the strictest rules, the righteous path holy land that the martial artists of the entire Qingling Domain yearn for in their hearts, is comparable to the supreme position of the Holy Sect in the Instrument Martial Continent.

But what made Lin Yang speechless, this Ren Xiaoyao, who was full of five poisons and had a bad stomach, could be a disciple of this Holy Words Academy?

In particular, you said that the demon king of his Rakshasa Gate is almost the same, where is there a little bit of Confucianism and Taoism gentleman cultivated by the Holy Words Academy.

Lin Yang was about to roll his eyes, when he heard Ren Xiaoyao next to him speak, and the voice became a little softer:

"Ladies and gentlemen, you are here...... This time, when I went to collect the blood of the cold turtle spirit, I encountered some accidents and was slightly delayed, which made the master and the junior disciples worried, and Xiaoyao was deeply disturbed. ”

No way!!

Lin Yang's eyes were almost rolling to the sky.

What the hell!

It's no wonder that when this thing deceived Shaojun just now, his acting skills were against the sky, and he was originally a natural actor, and all kinds of dramas came casually!

Lin Yang watched the murderous Ren Xiaoyao bow humbly to his group of junior disciples, only to feel that his stomach was overturned.

Nima actor is definitely an actor......

"Oh, I forgot to introduce to you, this is the young hero I just met, Lin Yang. Regardless of his strength and knowledge, he is a hundred times better than his brother, everyone has seen Brother Lin Yang. ”

"I've seen Brother Lin Yang!!"

All the disciples of the Holy Words Academy were all courteous gentlemen, and they were all sincere in giving Lin Yang a courtesy.

The more this was the case, the more speechless Lin Yang became, he looked at Ren Yaoyao who was smiling like (spring chūn) weathered rain, pursed his lips, and saluted everyone back:

"Lin Yang has seen everyone. ”

"Hehe, let's go back, don't let the master wait for them. Ren Xiaoyao beckoned everyone to hurry forward, and just when everyone had already turned (body shēn) to go, the thing was immediately revealed in its original form, and made a big grimace at Lin Yang, as if to say:

"Brother Lin, keep it secret, don't keep it secret!"

"Get out!!" Lin Yang was speechless.

......

The group walked all the way, and soon came to a huge inscription circle.

Lin Yang saw that the golden law scrolls of the books were suspended in the air, each of them was finely carved, exuding a simple charm, and at a glance it was an amazing inscription artifact.

The ancient scroll was spread out, and the spirit of a saint about half a meter high was conjured on it, all of whom were reciting the Great Dao classics in the air, and the sound of Lang Lang's book was like the sound of Sanskrit in the sky, deriving a magical light band that flew gracefully, enveloping the range of about 100 meters, isolating the cool (hot) heat outside.

"Good one (set of tào) inscription array, Mo Qianqiu said that there is no Xuan-level inscription in the Qingling Domain, it seems that he still underestimates the heritage of these five-star sects......"

Lin Yang saw the subtlety of this array, and without stopping, he followed a group of academy scholars into the magic circle.

Inside, more than a dozen old masters with pale hair were sitting upright, and each of them (body shēn) exuded a strong Confucianism and Taoism spiritual power, and at first glance they were the great Confucian Venerables who had cultivated the Haoran true qi of Confucianism to an extremely high and profound realm.

Next to them sat about twenty or so disciples of the younger generation of the Academy, all of whom were cultivators from the peak of breaking the sea to the early stage of transformation, and it seemed that they were also the best among the younger generation of the Sacred Words Academy.

Coupled with the people who came out to find Ren Xiaoyao, this time the team of the Sacred Word Academy was about forty people, and three of them exuded the transcendent spiritual pressure of the Supreme Venerable, and the cultivation of one (body shēn) was like an ocean of thousands of miles, which was immeasurable.

The Venerable of the Late Transfiguration Period.

Lin Yang had to feel sad for the Qingyun Sect, any five-star sect has so many late Venerables, but the Qingyun Sect only has the sect master Qingxuan, if he hadn't fallen from the sky, he really didn't know that the Year of the Monkey Ma Yue Qingyun Sect would have rebuilt the glory (日rì).

"Xiaoyao has seen the master, the two masters. ”

Ren Xiaoyao, at this moment, is simply a model of morality, a polite pacesetter, and the standard of greetings and salutes is extreme.

"Xiaoyao, it's too late to come back. ”

In the crowd, an old master on the left-hand side in front of him slowly opened his eyes, and a pair of eyes first glanced at Lin Yang, narrowed slightly, and then turned to Ren Xiaoyao:

"(身shēn) as a student of the academy, when he knows the truth that time does not wait, now (情qíng) is in a special situation, waiting to go back to the academy, he will go and copy the autumn scripture three thousand times as a warning!"

"Yes, the disciple is willing to accept the punishment. Ren Xiaoyao bowed his head and replied.

Next to him, this scene made Lin Yang sigh in his heart.

What a strict rule.

This Sacred Word Academy is worthy of being the most old-fashioned and harsh sect in the Qingling Domain, and even one who is late will be punished without mercy.

But if these old pedants saw Ren Xiaoyao's other side, I don't know if they would be so angry that they pulled out their beards.

Lin Yang thought of the funny place, the corners of his mouth curled, but the majestic gaze of the old master over there had already (shot shè):

"I don't know who this son is?"

"In Xia Lin Yang, it is the younger generation who was recommended by Brother Xiaoyao, who has long admired the holy names of your masters, and is also yearning for the ancient road relics of the Shengyan Academy. ”

No way!!

Ren Xiaoyao next to him also began to complain wildly in his heart.

He thought that only he was the actor level, but he didn't expect that Lin Yang, the little devil, was more serious than his own academy heir.

"Hehe, Lin Gongzi can have such a cultivation at a young age, which is admirable, and the words of being close to the saints of the Great Dao in his heart are even more commendable. ”

There is a saying that thousands of people wear horses (fart pì) without wearing them, and the people of the entire Shengyan Academy were praised by Lin Yang with a few words, coupled with Ren Xiaoyao's relationship, everyone had a little more good impression of Lin Yang.

"Master Qiqi, I met Brother Lin by chance, and found that he was an unborn young hero, especially with a spiritual net in his hand, which was actually a void escape technique that could seal the cold turtle, so he was invited to help the academy. ”

"Oh?" the old master raised his long white eyebrows: "Childe actually has such a spiritual treasure?"

Lin Yang smiled, knowing that it was time for him to show his ability.

He sacrificed the sealing spirit net, and the thirty-six net knots on it flashed with spiritual light, exuding a mysterious sealing spiritual energy, which was an imperial road Xuan soldier who had reached the top level, and couldn't help but make the eyes of everyone present light up.

"Good Soul Net!!"

This time, the old master praised him from the bottom of his heart, and even the two old men beside him who were also powerful opened their eyes and bowed slightly, obviously very satisfied with Lin Yang's Xuan Bing.

Ren Xiaoyao's master stood up, and although he was old, he still maintained politeness and respect for Lin Yang.

He bowed his head and said: "Old man Mencius, it is his blessing that the inferior can get acquainted with a young hero like Lin Gongzi, and Lin Gongzi can come to help my Shengyan Academy, which makes the old man happy, but the old man has something to say first, and please consider it." ”

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I'm sorry, Simon was late. Thank you (love ài) laugh, d'Artagnan, for never giving up the ticket for treatment, Mo Da!