The crowd was indignant. Many Emei female monks anxiously went to support the Thousand Star Sword, and their eyebrows stood upside down and glared at Lin Nan.

This made Lin Nan very uncomfortable, he was armed with the Pure Yang Divine Body and the Star Luo Immortal Method, and he also had five hundred years of sword cultivation experience, if he didn't solve it with one move, wouldn't he have lived in vain for these five hundred years.

At this moment, he was glared at by a group of female monks who were about to become junior sisters, with angry eyes, Lin Nan couldn't say it, he never liked to beat women, but it was those male warriors who coaxed, and when Lin Nan swept away his cold eyes, he obediently closed his mouth, and his legs trembled.

"Be quiet, be quiet!"

At this time, Qianxing Jian stood up with an embarrassed face, he shook off those senior sisters who were shushing and asking for warmth, and arched his hand to the surroundings.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this time my Thousand Star Sword was defeated, and my skills are really inferior, and I didn't release water, and I won't release water! Zhang Xiaoba and the Li family's sons can both testify to this. ”

As soon as Zhang Xiaoba was mentioned, everyone began to coax, thinking that this lawless young boy would definitely not lie. Zhang Xiaoba was immediately pushed out by the stars, and a group of people asked him to tell the truth.

Being stared at by so many pairs of eyes, Zhang Xiaoba's face turned red, and he pouted his neck and said, "Actually, Lin Qixuan is not as strong as you think, at most he is a little stronger than me." With that, he pinched a gap the size of a grain of rice with his thumb and forefinger and gave everyone an estimate.

Seeing Zhang Xiaoba's behavior, there was a burst of boos in the crowd.

You must know that a few years ago, Zhang Xiaoba was fighting with others, and his nose and face were swollen after being beaten, and he still insisted that he did not lose, and he would definitely win if he continued to fight. Even this kind of hard stone softened, coupled with Zhang Xiaoba's blushing neck, it was even more confirmed that this competition did not release water.

Everyone looked at Lin Nan with strange eyes, a little shocked and frightened, no one thought that the martial artists of the same realm could be so far apart.

At this time, Feng Qing Sword Immortal coughed a few times to attract everyone's attention. He looked at Lin Nan with blazing eyes, showed a satisfied smile, and said, "Now the old man announces that the winner of this Emei competition is Lin Qixuan!"

"Since then, Lin Qixuan has entered the main peak of Emei in my inner gate and accepted him as a disciple of the Palm Sect!"

With a bang, I saw the dense fog on the top of the mountain disperse, and several immortals descended from the sky.

The vast pressure fell on everyone's shoulders, and for a while, everyone's expressions were in awe.

"I've seen the Emei Palm Sect!"

No matter which sect or sect the disciples were, they all bowed down and gave great respect. In the martial arts world of China, the Immortal Sect is the real pillar, and everyone's cultivation is unfathomable.

The head teacher nodded to Lin Nan with a smile.

This was the first time Lin Nan had seen the master, and he couldn't help but be a little curious. Looking closely, Emei Zhangjiao is approachable and has a pair of squinting eyes, which makes people feel as if he is napping all the time.

But as soon as Lin Nan's divine sense came into contact with it, it was as if he had entered a quagmire and a sea, and he disappeared without a trace, and he couldn't detect the tip of the iceberg of the Emei Palm Sect at all.

I'm afraid that the Emei Palm Sect is infinitely close to the Jindan Realm, and there is only one step left, and this old monster is a big Buddha no matter where it is placed.

The voice of the master made people feel like a spring breeze, and he said: "Lin Qixuan, since you are an apprentice, why don't you still salute?"

Lin Nan woke up in shock, only to see Fengqing Sword Immortal giving him a look, Lin Nan quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed respectfully three times. It is not only to apprentice, but also to recognize the ancestors and return to the ancestors.

"Lin Qixuan, meet the master!"

Emei Zhangjiao smiled, he waved his hand, and took out a white robe and a wooden nameplate representing his identity, which was engraved with Lin Qixuan's three big characters, these things were taken by Fengqing and handed them to him personally.

Putting on the white robe, and then hanging up the waist card, Lin Nan's identity has also changed from a wandering martial artist to a senior disciple of the Emei Palm Sect.

When he stood up, hundreds of disciples belonging to the Emei Inner Gate bent down in unison to salute.

"Meet Senior Brother!"

The sound shook like a flood wave, and the momentum was rushing.

It was really frightening that those martial artists who had never seen the world trembled, and at the front of the inner disciples were the senior brothers of several main peaks in Emei, headed by the Thousand Star Sword, these people only used to bow their hands, and did not need to bend down.

Looking at the dense crowd falling like wheat, Lin Nan felt a lot of emotion in his heart for a while.

In his previous life, he was a lone demon cultivator, and he once envied orthodoxy in his heart, but stepping into the demon path is a road of no return. At this moment, looking at the smiling Fengqing Sword Immortal, the Palm Sect, and a group of senior disciples with awe-inspiring faces, Lin Nan felt a certain bond between people. Maybe in a few years, when the catastrophe comes, everyone here will become companions who fight side by side, he took a deep breath, and bowed solemnly with the same expression: "First time in Emei, please take care of me!"

Let's chirp, chirp. The wave of warm applause sounded, and Lin Nan raised his head with some joy, thinking that he was now also a person with roots.

But he suddenly felt that something was wrong, and those Emei's inner disciples, including the Thousand Star Sword and other main peak elder brothers, all looked at him meaningfully. It seems a bit of schadenfreude.

Lin Nan blinked in confusion, could it be that his Dao robe was worn wrongly, or was the position of the waist card system wrong?

He looked at the clothes on his body repeatedly, and they were all normal and there was nothing wrong.

At this time, Emei Palm Sect coughed dryly: "Lin... Lin Qixuan, you may not know something. To become the senior brother of the main peak, there has always been an unwritten rule. ”

Lin Nan glared, feeling that something was wrong, "What rules?"

Emei Palm Sect said with a straight face: "As the senior brother of the main peak, first of all, the strength must be convincing to the public, and you have done this, and you are the strongest among the younger disciples of Emei." ”

"However, there is no end to martial arts, and you can't slack off your cultivation just because you have reached the top for a while. ”

"In order to let the senior brothers of each main peak always remember this, there will be immortals to temper in public. ”

Emei Palm Sect pursed his lips, "Fengqing, what you brought, you go." ”

"Yes. Fengqing Sword Immortal pretended to arch his hand and flew in front of Lin Nan with a wide-backed giant sword.

Looking at his dumbfounded appearance, Feng Qing said with a smile: "Don't worry, the old man will be merciful." ”

Lin Nan's face was stunned. Now he finally figured out why Qianxing Jian and the others showed that kind of expression.

The so-called unwritten rule of Emei is to let the Zhuji immortals beat the senior brother and spur them not to swell, implying that there is a sky outside the sky.

And the meaning of Fengqing Sword Immortal standing up is obvious.

Next, Lin Nan wanted to compete with Fengqing Sword Immortal in public, and play martial arts with this old man who was suspected of being in the late stage of foundation building, and even at the peak.

Looking at the Fengqing Sword Immortal with a strange smile on his face and rubbing his fists, Lin Nan didn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The corners of his mouth were dry, and a wry smile appeared on his face. In the early days of congenital foundation, he was still an old powerhouse, no matter how he looked at it, he was looking for abuse.