I heard that after the new arrivals, they will hold classes in the large lecture hall of the Dharma Transmission Hall to answer the disciples' questions about their cultivation. Before the hour arrived, a lot of inner disciples came over to grab a high position.

The lecture hall is open-air, a large square, with a lot of futons. That is, the lecturers set up a reed hut and set up a chair seat.

Although the monks who give lectures have at least the realm of foundation building the Great Perfection, which can ensure that the voice is heard by every disciple in the square, the front position is still very sought-after - if you sit in the front and perform better, you may be accepted as an apprentice.

Especially this time, the lecture was about a Jindan monk, and he was a newcomer, and he hadn't accepted apprentices yet.

Wang Ruofeng came very early, got up almost as soon as it was dawn, and ran over after a simple wash.

But when he came, he found that there were already dozens of people in the lecture hall, and the best seats were all snatched up.

Among them, there are several senior sisters, who are dressed up very beautifully, and the neckline is very low, which makes people have the urge to reproduce at a glance.

"It's useless, Shion, you're useless. A senior brother persuaded a young lady with a very low collar and said, "No matter how low you drive, you can't attract Senior Zhong." I heard that the female companion of Senior Zhong is very big, one is the size of a sea bowl! ”

"I want you to take care of it, can't I be cool?" The young lady named Ziyuan angrily reprimanded the senior brother, paused, and said suspiciously: "Is it really that big? But it's too big and inconvenient, aren't you afraid of hurting if you fly fast?"

"People are mortals, what are they afraid of. Someone said.

None of those who said it had ever seen Fang Lin, they had only heard that it was a beautiful woman, and that she was a mortal who had not cultivated.

Among those who have really seen Fang Lin, only Wang Ruofeng thought: "Where is there such a big sea bowl?" It's just bigger than an ordinary woman. ”

But he didn't dare to talk about this kind of topic, it was an offense to Zhong's predecessors.

There are more and more people, and every person who comes has to "sleep", expressing great frustration at so many people grabbing positions so early.

Before the class started, four or five hundred disciples came over one after another in the square.

In principle, all the inner disciples can come to the lecture hall to listen to the lectures, but because of the subject matter, in fact, there are only one or two hundred people who come here every day to listen to the lectures, and sometimes the courses are too remote, and only a dozen or so people come to listen to the lectures.

A situation like today's one can only happen every year when two Primal Monks start their classes.

Later, there were even some monks from the foundation building realm who came.

The Flying Immortal Sect is just a small sect, and the Zhuji Monks are already elite disciples and even core disciples in the inner gate, they basically have masters, and they generally don't waste time coming to the lecture hall to listen to this kind of overly popular lecture.

This time, some of them came because this was the first time that the Jindan monks of other sects had reasoned, and they wanted to listen to a new one to see if the stones of other mountains could attack jade.

There are also some who purely want to come and see Zhong Yuan's jokes and see how he was asked by the disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect.

There are more and more people, and everyone is waiting for Zhong Yuan's arrival.

"Wow, they're coming!"

Someone saw two sword lights flying from the side of Dicui Courtyard, and immediately shouted excitedly.

Two sword lights, one white and one black, flew from afar.

The one that Bai everyone knows, it is Elder Ling's Youxue Sword. That black one, you don't need to ask to know that it is Zhong Yuan's flying sword.

"Elder Ling's flying sword speed is so fast today!"

Some Zhuji disciples saw that something was wrong.

Usually, Ling Qinghan flew in the inner gate of the Imperial Sword, and his speed was not even a third of it.

"Is this Elder Ling's true strength? she is too powerful, she admires her too much, and she is worthy of being the one who bears the heavy responsibility of reviving her own sect!"

There were Ling Qinghan's fanatical fans who were amazed.

"However, the newcomer Senior Zhong is not weak! you see that he is following Elder Ling closely, and his speed is not slow at all!"

There are also those who are amazed by Zhong Yuan's performance.

Zhong Yuanneng's cultivation realm in the early stage of Jindan and Ling Qinghan's speed in the late stage of Jindan caused a burst of exclamation.

Ordinary inner disciples are okay, and those disciples of the foundation building realm, seeing this scene, set off turbulent waves in their hearts.

It's just that the speed of the early stage of Jindan and the late stage of Jindan is still there, and now it is the early stage of Jindan of the imperial envoy's high-grade spiritual weapon and the late Jindan speed of the imperial envoy's medium-grade magic weapon, which is a bit shocking.

The new bell offering, is it that strong?

Not only were these foundation building disciples shocked in their hearts, but Ling Qinghan in the air was also shocked in his heart.

Originally, I wanted to frustrate the sharpness of this outsider and let him know that Feixianmen was also a genius, but I didn't expect that the sharpness was not frustrated, and he was about to be embarrassed.

There is a gap in the cultivation realm, and there is also a gap in the flying sword, and they are all big gaps.

Normally, it is completely possible to throw this outsider so that she can't see her shadow, why is she chasing people closer and closer?

If he catches up, then do you want to be a man?

No, you must throw him away, throw him away!

"Come soon, come soon," the people in the lecture hall square saw the two sword lights in the air flying closer and closer, and their hearts were happy: "It's not even half past the hour, Senior Zhong is here, we can listen to the lecture for half an hour more." Senior Zhong is so conscientious! Fortunately, we came early!"

However, they didn't expect that after Ling Qinghan's flying sword flew above their heads, it had no intention of stopping at all, but maintained an extremely fast speed and soared into the distance.

Zhong Yuan's black sword light behind him followed closely, causing bursts of sonic booms to whistle past.

The remaining hundreds of inner disciples looking up at the sky in the square looked sluggish:

"What's going on?"

"What's going on?"

"Elder Ling, is this lost, or is he letting himself go?"

"Isn't it time for a lecture today, is it to fly the sword?"

Of course, Ling Qinghan didn't get lost, but if she didn't distance Zhong Yuan today, she was unconvinced.

The location from Dicui Temple to the Dharma Transmission Hall is too close, only a dozen miles away, and the distance cannot be widened. She wanted to fly farther, and she didn't believe that Zhong Yuan would be able to catch up all the time.

Take 10,000 steps back, in the later stage of her Jindan, her mana is several times stronger than Zhong Yuan, and she will consume him to death!

So, when she got to the lecture hall, she didn't stop, but drew an arc and continued to fly forward.

Zhong Yuan was afraid of losing it, and his divine sense locked on Ling Qinghan in front of him, keeping up at full speed, not daring to be distracted and thinking about the rest.

If you lose it, how big will it be? What prestige can you talk about in the hearts of the disciples of the Flying Immortal Sect in the future?

In his eyes, there was only Ling Qinghan in front, and wherever she flew, he would chase after her.