Except for Cang'er, everyone else didn't know what Lin Haoran thought, although Mingyun's root bones were good, he was definitely not a talented person, otherwise the Ling Tian Sword Sect would not allow him to live for such a long time.

You must know that when facing your own enemy, you must cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and with everyone's hostility to Mingyun, you want to know that the other party's father must have made an unforgivable mistake at the beginning.

But it was this ordinary teenager who actually made Lin Haoran, who had previously kept his mouth shut, not only promised to hand over the inheritance of Sword Eleven, but was also willing to offer a blood spirit flower and a spirit-level elixir Ziyang Pill.

They couldn't figure out the reason, but after Ling Yufei heard Lin Haoran's words, he raised his head directly, his face was crisp and neat, "Then it's decided!" ”

For a Mingyun, he can help his sect in exchange for so many benefits, Ling Yufei thinks it is worth it, even Liu Qingyu, who has pity for Mingyun, his face is full of excitement at this time, let alone others.

Mingyun, who was originally numb, raised his head straight after hearing Lin Haoran's words, and looked at the other party in disbelief, because of his father, he had been despised by everyone around him since he was a child, even the lowest man in the Ling Tian Sword Sect, when he saw him, he dared to spit on him.

There was a little confusion in his eyes, he didn't know what Lin Haoran's purpose was, why he was willing to spend such a big price to leave the Ling Tian Sword Sect on his behalf, was it really to take him as an apprentice?

But he also knows a thing or two about his own roots, and although Lin Haoran did not indicate his identity, Liu Qingyu's title just now is enough for Mingyun to know that the current Lin Haoran is the Venerable of the Dao Realm, in this case, if the other party wants to accept apprentices, this is almost a matter of no worries, why does the other party value himself?

But he knew that this was an opportunity for himself, and if he wanted to get out of his current situation, then the young man in a green shirt in front of him was his only chance.

So he didn't speak, and quietly watched Lin Haoran and Ling Yufei and the others make a deal.

Yes, it is a transaction, Lin Haoran used the inheritance of Sword Eleven, the Blood Spirit Flower, and a Purple Yang Pill to exchange for a young man from the Ling Tian Sword Sect.

In the eyes of others, Lin Haoran is a fool, but for Lin Haoran, he is extremely frenzied, his thoughts are clear, and he can almost see the dazzling light all over his body.

"Your name is Mingyun, right?"

Lin Haoran looked at the young man in front of him, dressed in gray clothes, his head was messy, and there were still some gray stains on his face, which was a little more embarrassing than the beggar on the side of the road, at least the beggar had no wrists, the position of the ankles, and the chains.

Mingyun just looked at Lin Haoran quietly, without words, there was still a little numbness in his eyes, but more of it was dazzling starlight, and there was tenacity like an eternal snow-capped mountain.

At this time, Lin Haoran had already led Cang'er and Mingyun back to the station of Tianxuanzong.

He taught the inheritance of Sword Eleven to Liu Qingyu, and handed over the Blood Spirit Flower and Ziyang Pill to Ling Yufei, and left the Ling Tian Sword Sect's residence directly.

When Liu Qingyu got the inheritance of Sword Eleven, he knew why Lin Haoran didn't easily return this inheritance to the Ling Tian Sword Sect, he thought that his will was firm enough, but when he felt the monstrous killing power in this sword qi, and the bloody qi that was almost turned into a river, he still couldn't help but feel his heart stir.

If it weren't for Lin Haoran's help, I'm afraid he wouldn't have had a way to inherit the inheritance of Sword Eleven.

But even with Lin Haoran's help, after getting the inheritance of Sword Eleven, Liu Qingyu still directly entered the point of coma, and when Lin Haoran returned this inheritance to Liu Qingyu, there seemed to be an invisible shackle in his heart, which was directly untied.

Lin Haoran knew that it was the Heavenly Dao oath that he had been forced to make before.

"Why are you helping me?"

Mingyun's voice was a little dry, like the sound of grit rubbing, and there was a little Jǐng in his eyes, so many years of life had made him have enough Jǐng to be vigilant, and made him believe that there was no free lunch in this world.

There was no sympathy in Lin Haoran's eyes, he believed that the familiar stranger in his memory knew how strong and tenacious the other party was, his eyes were full of confidence, it was confidence in himself, confidence in the person in his memory, but it was also confidence in Mingyun.

"I'm sure you'll be an amazing character one day!"

Looking at Lin Haoran's firm eyes, Mingyun's heart was for a while, from the beginning, no one had ever looked at him with such a gaze, making him believe that he was the pride of the other party.

After a moment of silence, Mingyun slowly spoke, "Are you sure you want to take me as an apprentice?" ”

A touch of surprise appeared on Lin Haoran's face, he could hear the hesitation in Mingyun's voice, he originally thought that he would have to wait for a while before he could get the other party to agree to him.

Lin Haoran looked at Mingyun with a pair of eyes full of longing, and did not hide the ambition in his heart.

is different from the martial artists above the True Spirit Big 6, Lin Haoran believes in the so-called chance, believes in the so-called fate, just like the encounter between him and Mingyun, just like Mingyun's appearance.

If it weren't for this familiar look, he wouldn't have noticed Mingyun at all, and if it weren't for Sword Eleven, he wouldn't have entered the Ling Tian Sword Sect at all, and in the dark, it was as if everything was already doomed.

Originally, because of Ling Tian and Qing Ming, he had entered the cultivation of the way of the sword, but now he needed to teach the cultivation of the way of the sword to the hands of Ming Yun.

All of this is predestined.

"Have you figured it out? If you really come to my door, you will follow my teachings in your future actions! ”

Lin Haoran took a deep breath and stared straight at the bright clouds in front of him, the momentum on his body skyrocketed, like a sharp sword out of the sheath, about to pierce the sky of his head.

Everyone in the Tianxuan Sect looked at the direction of the tent where Lin Haoran was, only to see that there was a surge of wind and clouds, and the monstrous and sharp sword qi directly tore a black cloud on the head, which made people take a deep breath of cold air, and their eyes were full of awe.

(End of chapter)