As soon as his feet stepped on the high platform, and before he could even speak, the monarch of the Qianguo Kingdom felt that he was being targeted by some desolate beast.

He had never felt this way.

Even the masters of the division did not let him panic to this point.

Then there is a slip of the foot and a roll down the steps.

was just about to operate the spiritual power, but suddenly found that the spiritual power was also blocked in the dantian.

I don't even need it!

He hated it in his heart!

In front of the most knowledgeable people in the entire Qianguo, he rolled down the steps like a gourd.

His prestige will follow his body all the way to the bottom.

For a long time, he could basically be judged to be a social death.

In front of so many people, he really had words of suffering.

Everyone was stupid.

The dignified monarch of the country, that is a big man on the top, and he is also the legendary immortal emperor.

I fell in front of so many people.

Mr. Ling, who was on the high platform, also stood up.

Against the backdrop of the auspicious sky, it seems untouchable.

Compared to him, his monarch was like a rat that had just come out of the ground.

Lin Lingyun stood on the high platform and looked at him, his eyes were very disdainful.

"Who are you? Are you here to study, and why do you want to do such a big gift?"

Only then did the monarch stand up with the support of the old masters.

Tie Qing didn't say a word, but his spiritual power spread out, looking around for the person who had attacked him just now.

And yet he found nothing.

Except for the young man standing on the high platform, he was familiar with the breath of the others.

Who will it be?

Dare to insult me on the chassis of Qianguo?

"Mr. Ling, this is the monarch of our Qianguo. ”

Lin Lingyun pretended to be surprised, "Ah! It turns out that you are the monarch of the Qianguo Kingdom! You are too polite, you will do this great gift when you see it for the first time." It is no wonder that everyone in the Qianguo is eager to learn, and if you set an example, why should the atmosphere of the Qianguo not be strong?"

Lin Lingyun opened his mouth, and the others suddenly realized.

No wonder the monarch fell from the high platform just now, it turned out that he respected the knowledgeable person, and did not dare to stand opposite Mr. Ling.

Boy!

Good job!

No wonder our Qianguo literary style is strong, and we secretly have your credit!

The monarch's face looked better.

Mr. Ling had already given him the stairs, so he had no choice but to go down.

"This is Mr. Ling! Sure enough, he is a hero out of a young man, and when I see it today, I am also happy!"

As he spoke, the monarch walked up the steps, only this time he walked more slowly and more carefully.

I'm afraid something strange will happen again.

"There has been no saint in Qianguo for a long time, and I can't imagine that today under my witness, a saint can be born, which is really a grand event in Qianguo!"

"The three assessments have passed, and I will crown you as a contemporary saint today!"

Halfway up the stairs, the monarch felt a sudden pressure coming from above.

Could it be that the pressure is coming from the teenager above?

The spiritual power went all the way up the steps, swept around Lin Lingyun's body, and then retreated.

Ordinary people.

In Mr. Ling's body, he didn't feel the slightest spiritual power, but he felt an extremely young body.

There are only two kinds of people who can make him unable to perceive spiritual power.

One is a realm far higher than him, and the other is a real ordinary man.

Looking at the age of the other party is much smaller than himself, he can conclude that he does not exceed himself in the realm.

Then it can be concluded that Mr. Ling is a real ordinary man.

After all, in his age, although he is not the top, he is not bad.

"Monarch, don't stand down there, can you and I talk together today?"

Lin Lingyun stretched out his hand and issued a sincere invitation, but he didn't take a step down the stone steps, just waited for the monarch to come up in person.

Beads of sweat the size of beans slid down his face, and every step required great spiritual power.

If he did, he would probably lose his strength.

Reluctantly looked up at the sky, there were red clouds on it, and there were bursts of Sanskrit singing from the sky.

The monarch gradually realized in his heart.

Maybe today Mr. Ling is the protagonist of heaven and earth, and the heavens are singing praises for him.

If you take his luck, you will only be hostile to heaven and earth.

Maybe the pressure just now is a small punishment from heaven, right?

"Mr. Ling, I came from Qianguo, and I have to turn back to Qianguo, and I can't be separated from my people. ”

After speaking, the monarch took a step and calmly descended the stone steps.

As soon as these words came out, the old masters were moved, and even the Confucians also looked sideways slightly.

is worthy of being the monarch of my Qianguo, worthy of being the immortal emperor of the Demon Suppression Holy Land, this amount of energy is really not comparable to us!

It is rare to meet a saint today who opens the altar and talks about the Tao, and he is unwilling to leave the people who support him.

Qianguo is hopeful!

On the high platform, Lin Lingyun was also slightly surprised when he saw that his mind was turning so quickly.

One sentence resolved his embarrassment, and he roasted himself on the fire.

However, thinking that he was a disciple of the Demon Suppression Sect, Lin Lingyun felt a little more understanding.

After all, the people of the Demon Slaying Sect are all sanctimonious.

As for what kind of goods they are, Lin Lingyun didn't dare to draw conclusions until he fully saw them.

Walking to the bottom of the high platform, the monarch kindly grabbed the hands of the Confucians and greeted them with warmth.

In this way, Lin Lingyun was left on the stage.

Today, he was supposed to open the altar to talk about the Tao, but because of the appearance of the king, he stole all the limelight.

"Monarch, those few poems I just now may be able to enter your fairy ears?"

The monarch was a little embarrassed.

If he spoke, he needed to look up at Lin Lingyun.

But if you don't speak, it's equivalent to admitting defeat.

Admitting defeat to a teenager who doesn't know how to cultivate on his own turf, he can't accept it.

It was also the monarch who faced his people, turned his back to Lin Lingyun and slowly spoke.

"In the mundane world, Mr. Ling's poems just now have become elegant. But in the Demon Slaying Holy Land..."

A colorful lotus was conjured in the monarch's hand, exuding a charming brilliance.

"This flower is the flower of the fairy world, and it is not weak compared to Mr. Ling's, right?"

The old masters' eyes widened, staring at this colorful lotus, revealing a yearning look.

The Confucians frowned secretly.

Mr. Ling is talking to you about the poetry of this world, but you have to compare the means of the fairy world with him.

It's a bit of a bully.

No matter how good the poem is, it is not as shocking as a conjured lotus.

There are only one person who can cultivate, let alone the means of an Immortal Emperor?

However, Lin Lingyun looked at the colorful lotus in his hand and froze.

That's it?

Don't talk about him like this, even Wang Minghao can conjure up a few.

With such a method, you can also play handsome in the mortal world, and if you really want to fight, you can already die hundreds of times in the time of transforming the lotus.

"Immortal Emperor is a good means!"

"I can see the saint and the immortal emperor today, I have no regrets in this life!"

"Qianguo is prosperous!"

"God bless my country!"

"Heaven bless the Demon Slaying Holy Land!"

The cheers came and went, and Lin Lingyun shook his head secretly.

This is not to blame for their ignorance, it can only be said that Lin Lingyun is different from the realm they are in.

If it is really a visitor from the immortal realm, I am afraid that the performance of the Mahayana powerhouses in this world will not be much better.

"Flowers?"

"Stay until autumn comes, September 8. ”

"I kill a hundred flowers after the flowers bloom. ”

"The heavenly incense array rushed to Qianzhou. ”

"The city is full of golden armor!"

Lin Lingyun took one step at a time, and a colorful golden lotus appeared under his feet, and he walked down the stone steps.

This time, Wang Yuyan didn't speak, but Xiangyun was even more prosperous.

Even behind the auspicious clouds, there is a raging fire spreading downward.

The monarch's face was pale, and he shouted that he had seen a ghost!

He conjured up a colorful lotus, and Mr. Ling actually stepped on the colorful lotus and came down!