In the hall, which is much more imposing than the ordinary cottage Juyi Hall, Ding Jinglan is frowning and muttering to himself.

"This aura seems to be getting stronger and stronger, a good thing is a good thing, but the talent can't keep up, and it still has to be swallowed. ”

"Hey, I think my Lieyang Sect was also a big sect in the past, why did it fall into such a situation now?"

As the head of the Burning Sun Sect, if you use one sentence to describe Ding Jinglan, it is that I am too difficult!

Ding Jinglan felt that he was really not ordinarily difficult.

The strength of the sect is not powerful, and it has caught up with such a huge node as the growth of aura. Not only are all kinds of masters emerging in endlessly, but even all kinds of ghosts and ghosts are constantly emerging.

The territory within a radius of 100 miles, which was already barely in charge, was showing some signs of instability at this time, not to mention others.

"If I can reach the Condensation Realm, I will definitely be able to make the Burning Sun Sect soar into the sky, but unfortunately, my current strength is really ...... from the Condensing Realm."

"The boss is not good!"

A hurried voice came from outside.

Ding Jinglan's face showed a trace of bitterness, but this bitterness instantly turned into majesty.

As the head of a sect, no matter what happened to him, he had to straighten his waist, otherwise, the Burning Sun Sect would be completely finished.

Having made up his mind in his heart, Ding Jinglan hated the iron and reprimanded: "What's the matter, it's worth your fuss." ”

"We and other people who practice martial arts, what we pay attention to is that the heart is as clear as ice, the sky is not shocked, you are shouting and screaming like this, you are messing up, what kind of system has you become!"

The disciple was ashamed, quickly took two steps back, stood up straight, and then said respectfully: "Master, the disciple has something to say." ”

"Say!" Ding Jinglan glanced at the disciple, his expression indifferent.

The disciple glanced at Ding Jinglan, and then said cautiously: "Master, Lin Yong, who was sent to Zhenwuwei as a military pawn, has returned." ”

At this moment, Ding Jinglan was completely relieved.

Lin Yong, an ordinary disciple of their Lieyang Sect. What can such a disciple do when he comes back as a martial artist?

What their Burning Sun Sect was afraid of was Zhen Wuwei, but for an ordinary martial soldier, they never even blinked an eyelid.

"Go back, go back, you go and ask if he is a deserter from Zhenwuwei? If so, capture him, and I will personally escort Zhenwuwei. ”

Ding Jinglan was righteous and awe-inspiring at this moment: "For the sake of the entire Burning Sun Sect, I can't have the slightest soft-heartedness!"

The disciple hurriedly said, "My lord, I can conclude that he is definitely not a deserter. ”

Ding Jinglan was a little displeased, this disciple is really unreliable, he can't talk too much, don't you understand this truth.

As if sensing Ding Jinglan's displeasure, the disciple hurriedly explained: "Lin Yong came with hundreds of town guards, and there are some powerhouses in the realm of enlightenment. ”

"I heard that he seems to have joined the Demon Guard!"

Ding was taken aback, and suddenly stood up and said, "What, he joined the Evil Guard? How is this possible!"

"You say, if he is so talented, how can I be willing to send him to the Evil Guard......? It's simply not possible!"

Ding Jinglan didn't believe it at all, but the disciple who was questioned by him just bowed his head and said nothing.

Faced with the silence of the disciple, Ding Jinglan urged, "Take me to see him." ”

Lin Yong was at the foot of Chiyan Mountain at this time, and at this time, he rode Chiyan Mountain, and his heart was full of pleasure. For this Chiyan Mountain, Lin Yong is more of the memory of the master.

Looking at the mountain road that led to the depths of Chiyan Mountain, Lin Yong seemed to see countless masters walking along this road.

The owners who walked through had the appearance of children and teenagers, and they walked on the small mountain road, like the long river of time and space, constantly flowing forward.

When the countless masters disappeared in front of Lin Yong, Lin Yong only felt refreshed, and some things that had accumulated in his heart that were difficult to let go of disappeared at this moment.

"Hahaha, Lin Yong, it's great that you're back this time. An exaggerated voice rang out.

Lin Yong instinctively turned his head to look, and saw a middle-aged man with two locks of mustache and a whole person as thin as a piece of elm bark, who had already rushed over quickly.

This person Lin Yong saw for the first time, but in the memory of the master, the memory of this person is the clearest.

Ding Jinglan, the head of the Burning Sun Sect, is also the person Lin Yong is looking for when he returns this time.

Before Lin Yong could speak, Ding Jinglan was about to come to Lin Yong's approach, but at the moment when he approached Lin Yong, Shi Dangdang had already urged the horse to block Ding Jinglan's approach.

"Your Excellency, Lord Lin is approaching, don't make a noise!" Although cultivating as a stone is not stronger than Ding Jinglan, but behind him, there are hundreds of martial guards in the town.

With so many warriors gathered together, it was definitely a force that ordinary people could not resist.

For more than a day, Shi Gandang has shown a martial artist, but at this moment, Lin Yong feels that Shi Kangdang's EQ is much stronger than his.

Not to mention anything else, the loud roar just now earned Lin Yong enough face.

"Stone Leader, this is the head of our sect, please invite him over. Lin Yong sat on the horse and commanded lightly.

After Shi Dangdang moved the war horse away, Ding Jinglan said in an exaggerated tone: "Lin Yong, I have long seen that you are not a thing in the pool, so I decided to let you go out for a while." ”

Speaking of this, he looked up to the sky and laughed: "Sure enough, you have only been in Zhenwuwei for a few months, and you have become a member of the Evil Guard, so good, you are the thousand-mile horse of our Burning Sun Sect, hahaha!"

Looking at Ding Jinglan's appearance, Lin Yong's heart moved, he was originally going to live in the sect for a day, and use the Junfu card in his hand to improve his Flowing Fire Forging Body Fist.

But Ding Jinglan's statement made Lin Yong's eyes light up, and he had already captured some of the things he needed.

"I'm so touched by what the head said! It's a pity that when I left the sect, my heart was already frozen, you said, you can warm it up with just these two sentences!"

Lin Yong said with a hint of obvious resentment: "You know, I also know, even all my fellow disciples know that the martial arts guards who let me participate in the town martial guard are actually asking me to be a substitute for the dead." ”

"I don't know what the sect master thinks, what I said is right. ”

Lin Yong's aggressive words choked Ding and had nothing to say. After all, there is nothing wrong with Lin Yong's words, let him go to Zhenwuwei, he is indeed going to be cannon fodder!

If Lin Yong was still the same Lin Yong as he was back then, he would naturally be punished with a rod, but now, he is no longer what it used to be!

Facing the current Lin Yong, Ding Jinglan didn't dare to turn his face with him at will. After rubbing his hands, Ding Jinglan smiled embarrassedly: "Lin Yong, you really misunderstood me!"

"Letting you join Zhenwuwei is for your future, otherwise, how can I be willing to send you out. ”

"Hmph, master, what do you think, the sky can be seen!" Lin Yong sneered unceremoniously: "I came back this time, just to read some of the classics of the sect and give you a chance." ”

As he spoke, Lin Yong urged the horse and rushed straight towards Chiyan Mountain.

The mountain road of Chiyan Mountain is not too difficult to walk, not to mention that the horses of this evil guard are not comparable to ordinary war horses, and between the urging, it is like a gust of wind galloping wildly in the mountains.

Shi Dangdang waved behind him and said, "Keep up!"

That is, in the blink of an eye, hundreds of martial guards rushed to the mountainside of Chiyan Mountain, ignoring Ding Jinglan and the others.

"Master, isn't this Lin Yong too disagreeable, he ...... How dare he be so rude to you, we must punish him well!" suggested an old man with triangular eyes, in an angry voice.

Ding Jinglan snorted coldly and said: "Uncle Shi, when has this happened, you still think about this, Lin Yong is no longer the Lin Yong of the past." ”

"Not to mention anything else, just his identity, we can't help him, not to mention that there are so many Zhen Wuwei around him. ”

"We are a sect, but not those big sects, they can not care about Zhenwuwei, can we do it?"

The triangular-eyed old man had nothing to say. This Ding Jinglan is a bit of a nest, but his words are still very reasonable. Their Lieyang Sect really had no way to help Lin Yong.

"What should we do then? This kid seems to have a lot of grudges against us!" the old man with triangular eyes was worried.

"Since he has joined the Zhenwu Guard, then we naturally have to admit defeat and be beaten. Ding Jinglan said: "Prepare three second-grade spirit stones, no, prepare ten second-grade spirit stones, two bottles of red fire pills, and I'll send them to him." ”

When the triangular-eyed old man heard Ding Jinglan's words, he couldn't help but gasp, which was too painful. Ten second-grade spirit stones is no longer a small number, and this Red Fire Pill is even the top spirit pill of their Burning Sun Sect.

Even if it was him, it was one bottle of worship a year, but now, he gave Lin Yong two bottles at once.

When you think about it, it hurts!

But in the end, the old man with triangular eyes nodded, and now in this situation, he really had to bow his head.

A quarter of an hour later, Ding Jinglan had already handed the tray covered with red cloth to Lin Yong and said, "Lin Yong, you are a disciple of our Lieyang Sect, this can't be changed. ”

"You have a great future, and our Burning Sun Sect also has a light on its face, hahaha, this is the reward given to you by the sect, you must not refuse. ”

Lin Yong felt the aura permeating under the red cloth, and his heart moved. He felt that there were definitely a lot of second-grade spirit stones in it.

This second-grade spirit stone is a rare good thing for him.

"Hahaha, the elder, don't dare to resign!" Lin Yong took the tray and said with a smile: "I, Lin Yong, have always been a disciple of the Burning Sun Sect, and I will definitely live up to my love and expectations in the future, don't forget me, the master!"

Ding Jinglan agreed very happily on the surface, but a question rose in his heart: Why did this guy change his face so quickly?