Lin Tianxing couldn't help but have a blue muscle on his forehead.

Taking a deep breath, he came to find Jing Yao today and had other things, the festival of the Qing Ying Sword was put aside first, and he pulled Jing Yao's arm: "Follow me." ”

"Why should I go with you? Jing Yao held the stake with one hand, her eyes were still filled with tears, and she shouted loudly: "Shengnan save me...... Bastard, I see you showing your head, traitor, roommate being bullied and you can be indifferent. ”

"You read it wrong, I was sleepwalking just now. Zhao Shengnan's voice came out of the back room, and the degree of realism was comparable to Jing Yao's shouting ignoring Lin Tianxing.

"Big brother, I was wrong, you just let me go, can Feishuang compensate you? Jing Yao hugged the pillar and begged for mercy loudly.

Lin Tianxing was impatient, his sword fell, the pillar supporting the thatched house broke, and the thatched house squeaked and collapsed, and then collapsed.

Zhao Shengnan blankly lifted the weeds on his head, and said frantically: "Boss, even if you want to take revenge, you don't have to demolish our house, right?

"Zhao Shengnan, the third layer of Qi training, the seventh place in the primary division of the Sword Art Competition, get rid of the status of miscellaneous servants, become an official disciple, take your numbered plate and go to the Xiaorufeng Council Hall now. ”

"Really?" Zhao Shengnan asked in surprise, "I don't have to feed the pigs?"

"Formal disciples don't need to feed pigs. ”

"What about Jing Yao?"

"She?" Lin Tianxing sneered and said, "I still have some personal matters to settle with her." ”

"Oooh. Zhao Shengnan smiled honestly: "Then I'll leave now?"

"Go ahead. Lin Tianxing said lightly: "Prepare well, after the challenge, you will enter the Haozheng Tower trial, whether you can go down the mountain to experience depends on the performance in the Haozheng Tower." ”

"Thank you, Senior Brother, for your advice. Zhao Shengnan looked grateful, but he wondered in his heart, didn't Lin Tianxing cherish words like gold?

She ignored Jing Yao, who was asking for help on the side, and respectfully saluted Lin Tianxing, although she had a big personality, but her roommate's emotional disputes, she couldn't destroy it.

Jing Yao's face darkened: "Traitor ......"

When Zhao Shengnan happily took the numbered plate and left the thatched house, Lin Tianxing turned his head and said with a smile: "Now there are only the two of us left." ”

"What do you want to do?"

Jing Yao immediately said vigilantly.

Lin Tianxing rolled his eyes and said, "Come with me." ”

At the exit of the word, a sword light had already carried the two of them up in the direction of Daru Peak.

Jing Yao looked at the collapsed thatched house under her feet, and finally left tears: "I was wrong, you are not the second generation of officials, you turned out to be a demolition office." ”

And at this time, on the Great Ru Peak, above the Sword Pavilion, Lin Haoran looked at the sky and suddenly let out a silent sigh.

Lin Haoran, the head of the three major sects of the righteous path, and Lin Haoran, the first person of the righteous path, sighed for a long time, sighed for the long way of eliminating demons, sighed for the decline of the Sword Sect, and sighed for the slimness of the immortal path.

Lin Haoran was white-haired at this time, just like an ordinary old man, who had no righteous path, and when he reached his realm, he had already entered the realm of no sorrow and no joy.

Thirty years ago, cultivation was already the limit of what the immortal cultivation world could carry, but he couldn't soar for a long time, and he couldn't find out half of the reason with his insight and skills, which was really amazing.

There are also three peaks on the top of the Sword Pavilion, each of them is like a needle prick, they don't know what the head of the sect suddenly summoned to do, and they don't know why the personnel are gathered, but they don't say a word.