Liu Qingyu and Ling Yufei both looked at Lin Haoran with some incomprehension, as well as Cang'er beside him, and they didn't understand why this powerful and decisive Dao Realm Venerable suddenly burst into tears.

Cang Er shook his head lightly at the others, Lin Haoran was in the past, although he was successfully promoted to the Dao Realm and became a Venerable, but it is undeniable that the ascension of Qing Ming is a hurdle in his heart, this hurdle is not inconspicuous, but if it is not solved, sooner or later there will be a big problem, and then the face in front of him that looks like Qing Ming, Lin Haoran cried bitterly, at least he will not always think about this in the future.

"What's your name?"

After a long time of tea, Lin Haoran completely woke up from the loss of control, he looked at the numb young man in front of him, and asked softly, as if he was afraid of scaring the young man in front of him.

The young man glanced at Lin Haoran numbly, and then lowered his head again, glancing at him just now, without meaning to speak.

"Tell Venerable Lin, his name is Mingyun!"

Seeing the young man's actions, a trace of anxiety flashed in Liu Qingyu's heart, and he hurriedly stepped forward to speak.

"Mingyun?"

Lin Haoran groaned, and once again set his eyes on the young man in front of him, he seemed to be able to sense a familiar smell from this young man's body, but he couldn't remember where and where he had smelled this smell.

"Would you like to be my disciple?"

Lin Haoran looked at each other seriously, without the slightest intention of joking.

The people around were all sensational and noisy, just now, Lin Haoran tried all kinds of tests, but they didn't let them accept the inheritance of Sword Eleven, but now when they saw this Mingyun, they didn't even have a test, so they directly opened their mouths to accept apprentices.

People's hearts are so biased, when they see that they are treated unfairly, young people are always prone to anger, one by one, the disciples of the Ling Tian Sword Sect looked at Lin Haoran unconvinced, they did not dare to be hostile to Lin Haoran, they actually cast their eyes viciously at Mingyun who was nesting in the corner.

And for the first time, Mingyun no longer looked at Lin Haoran numbly, a light gradually appeared in his eyes, the light was very weak, but inexplicably it gave people an illusion that penetrated the heart.

"Is yours real?"

Mingyun's voice was a little jerky, this jerkiness made his words sound a little harsh, even in the face of Lin Haoran, the Venerable, Mingyun did not have the slightest sense of respect, he stared straight at Lin Haoran with a pair of eyes, as if he was sure of Lin Haoran's words.

This look, this kind of demeanor, a thunder swept through Lin Haoran's mind, and he finally knew the source he was familiar with.

This young man is actually not like Qing Ming, but like his real master, Ling Tianzhen above Xuanhuang Da 6.

It's a kind of tenacity that is rubbed into the bones, and this tenacity is very unique and rare.

Lin Haoran didn't know if this was reincarnation or another sense of inheritance, he wanted to cry and laugh, the expression on his face was extremely strange, so weird that even Ling Yufei, a martial idiot, could easily detect it.

Lin Haoran strained his head, no matter what the price was, he must take this young man away.

He didn't pay attention to Ling Yufei beside him at all, and he didn't think about whether the people from the Ling Tian Sword Sect would agree, he must accept this young man as an apprentice, this is a matter of chance, even if he comes strictly speaking, his real age is not much older than the other party.

"Venerable Lin, have you decided?"

At this time, Liu Qingyu, who was behind Lin Haoran, said softly, Lin Haoran could hear the fear in this voice, and the same firmness.

Lin Haoran turned his head to look at Liu Qingyu, "This is my most determined time!" ”

His voice was as firm as a rock on the South Mountain, and like a rìmoon across the heavens and the earth, Liu Qingyu could perceive the starlight in Lin Haoran's eyes.

Liu Qingyu himself didn't know why he wanted to stop Lin Haoran, didn't he sympathize with Mingyun, now that he has such an open opportunity, why should he speak.

When he thought of this, Liu Qingyu was silent.

But Liu Qingyu's silence did not mean that the others were silent, Ling Yufei spoke, "This kid is the descendant of the sinners of the Ling Tian Sword Sect, and does not belong to the category of disciples of the Ling Tian Sword Sect!" ”

Ling Yufei's meaning was obvious, Ming Yun did not belong to the disciples of the Ling Tian Sword Sect, so naturally he was not qualified to practice, and Sword Eleven inherited from swordsmanship.

Lin Haoran turned his head to look at Ling Yufei, he didn't know what kind of big mistake Mingyun's father had made to let them treat a teenager like this, but he also knew that a mistake was a mistake, even if it wasn't made by Mingyun, but the so-called father's debt was paid by the son, and it was clear that Devouring Yun could not be completely innocent.

Suddenly, Lin Haoran smiled, like a spring breeze in March, blowing across the frozen lake, blowing the branches of the weeping willows, blowing through the wasteland, and blowing out a piece of new green.

"If the Ling Tian Sword Sect can let go of Mingyun and the inheritance of the Eleventh Sword Senior, I will not only offer it with both hands, but also offer a Blood Spirit Flower!"

Even if Lin Haoran was not afraid of the Ling Tian Sword Sect at all, but in this matter, it was the Ling Tian Sword Sect that was in possession, and there was no need for him to go head-to-head with the other party, just exchange interests directly.

He could vaguely detect that Liu Qingyu and the others had broken into the battlefield of the Hundred Clans for the sake of this Blood Spirit Flower, and there was also the inheritance of Sword Eleven, so he didn't believe that the other party was not moved.

It doesn't matter if he is not tempted, he can still increase the size, anyway, he must take Mingyun away today.

After Ling Yufei and the others heard Lin Haoran's conditions, their faces changed, whether it was the inheritance of Sword Eleven or the Blood Spirit Flower, they were all very important existences for them.

But their eyes fell on Mingyun in the corner of the tent, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes, what kind of good luck was he, he could actually get the favor of Venerable Xuanzong Lin of this Heaven, and he did not hesitate to pay such a big price!

"If your sect still refuses to agree, then I can also offer a spirit-level elixir, Ziyang Pill!"

Ziyang Pill is a spirit-level pill refined by the five spirits with the help of Lin Haoran at the beginning, and its main use is to lay a solid foundation, but it also has a certain effect on injuries.

And although Ling Yufei and the others didn't know what the Ziyang Pill was, it didn't prevent them from knowing its preciousness, you must know that this was a spirit-level elixir, and it was an extremely precious existence for a sect like the Yanyang Sect like Rì Zhongtian, let alone the current Ling Tian Sword Sect.

(End of chapter)