The person who came was a young man in gray, Wang Lin had already recognized this person as a brother of his own clan at the first time he saw him, and he worshiped the Hengyue faction mountain gate with him, but the other party was talented, and the master took the initiative to accept apprentices, and he couldn't pass the test, and he jumped off the cliff to commit suicide before being reluctantly accepted by the Hengyue faction.

After that, the mountain gate of the Hengyue faction was broken by Pu Beizi, the ancestor of the Hanging Dao Sect, and many disciples of the Hengyue faction turned to the Hanging Dao Sect, including this person.

The two have not seen each other since.

Later, Wang Lin's life took a turn and he entered Lin Feng's sect to cultivate, completely bidding farewell to his previous life.

Because of staying in the Xuantian Celestial Light Cave for a long time, all kinds of things in the past were already many years ago for Wang Lin.

So when Wang Lin saw this person again today, although he recognized his identity at the first time, he felt a burst of strangeness in his heart, as if he was in a different world.

The gray-clothed young man also looked at Wang Lin in astonishment, for him, he would only feel that Wang Lin was even more unfamiliar, if calculated from his time, the two were separated, only a little more than two years, but Wang Lin had undoubtedly undergone earth-shaking changes.

In the past, the thin young man whose qualifications were extremely poor, who could not be accepted by the Hengyue faction despite all his efforts, and who finally relied on suicide to force the sect to reluctantly accept him, was already a young man with great momentum at this moment.

The most eye-catching thing was the vast sea of majestic mana on Wang Lin's body, which shocked this former companion.

Wang Lin, who was a joke in the entire Hengyue faction at the beginning, is now already a monk in the foundation building period, and he was considered a genius in the past. But he was still spinning around in the Qi training period, facing this scene. The young man in gray felt like he was in a dream.

Although there was a sense of absurdity floating in his heart as if he was in another world, Wang Lin's will at the moment was extremely stable. Unaffected in the slightest, he said lightly: "Wang Zhuo, I haven't seen you for a long time, don't come unharmed." ”

Wang Zhuo, the young man in gray, opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the huge contrast between reality and memory caused him to feel ridiculous made him unable to make any sound in the end.

After the opening ceremony of Shazhou, the names of the disciples of Xuanmen Tianzong under Lin Feng's seat were basically known to the world, Wang Zhuo had heard of Wang Lin's name for a long time, and he had also doubted that this Wang Lin would be Wang Lin. Is that one of your own kindred brothers?

But he always felt impossible, who knew that the reality was in front of him, which made him feel like a loud slap in the face.

"It's obviously a waste of firewood with no cultivation qualifications at all, why can you become a foundation building period monk in such a short period of time?" Wang Zhuo felt bitter in his heart: "Could it be that the Xuanmen Heavenly Sect is really so powerful, that legendary master of the Xuanmen Sect has the ability to turn stone into gold and turn decay into magic?"

At this time, a young man in black walked over and glanced at Wang Lin coldly. He said indifferently: "Wang Zhuo, this is the Wang Lin you are talking about, is it really your brother?"

Wang Zhuo said: "Yes, Seventeen Sons. He is none other than my brother Wang Lin. ”

Wang Lin looked up at the young man in black, as if he was facing an unsheathed steel knife, and his edge was exposed. The killing intent is awe-inspiring.

"Children of the Huo family?" Wang Lin knew in his heart that the Huo family was the most powerful force in the southern Xinjiang of the Great Qin Dynasty. The other cultivation realms all had to rely on their snorts, and the Hanging Dao Sect was no exception. No matter how strong Park Beizi is, he has to put his tail between his legs and be a man in the face of the Huo family.

After Wang Zhuo joined the Hanging Dao Sect, it seems that for some reason, he was appreciated by the Huo family, and now he should have become a peripheral disciple of the Huo family.

This situation is a common thing for the Huo family, the Yu family and other big Xiuzhen families, while maintaining the cohesion of the core bloodline, they also keep absorbing talented people to join the family and act as their own peripheral force.

While the main trunk grows, the branches and foliage are also as lush as possible, absorbing new blood and ensuring the longevity of the family.

Wang Lin looked at Wang Zhuo and shook his head slightly, in his memory, how high-spirited and proud his brother of the same clan was in the past?

It's just that following behind the Huo family's disciples at this moment, his pride and his edge have disappeared.

Following the Huo family, the cultivation resources and Dao inheritance that you can get are better than those of the Hanging Dao Sect, and compared to the Hengyue Sect, I don't know how much stronger the Lu Dao is, but the price paid is to grind away all the edges and corners of your body.

Among them, the gains and losses may only be able to be weighed clearly by Wang Zhuo himself.

Seeing Wang Lin shaking his head, Wang Zhuo's eyes flashed, he lowered his head, his fists gradually tightened, but he still didn't say a word.

However, Huo Chen, the black-clothed young man who was called the seventeenth prince by Wang Zhuozun, raised his eyebrows, and looked at Wang Lin with a sneer on the corner of his mouth: "Looking at your physical state, I'm afraid your real age is close to middle age." ”

"Wang Zhuo said that you have only been separated for two years, which means that you have been staying in the cave heaven for these two years to practice, which can speed up time. Huo Chen smiled, his expression was a little disdainful: "More than ten years or even decades of cultivation is only the early stage of foundation building. ”

"It is rumored that the disciples under the seat of the Lord of Xuanmen are all extraordinary, and it seems that this is just the case, rumors are just rumors after all!"

As soon as he released his murderous mana, all the space within a radius of dozens of meters was shrouded in a killing and death aura that was extremely suppressive and desperate, making people breathless, and ordinary people who had no Dao cultivation in their bodies were almost about to die of anger when they came into contact with this killing aura.

Huo Chen's breath was released, which also showed his current cultivation, the late stage of foundation building, and the Danding realm.

Although Wang Lin couldn't tell his Danding grade, he speculated from the purity of his mana fluctuations that the grade should not be low.

Huo Chen's actual age is also in his early twenties, and at this age, he is a Danding, even if he is a leader in the Huo family, no wonder he is arrogant.

Wang Lin was the main target of Huo Chen's mana murderous aura, but he seemed to be unaware of it, and looked at Huo Chen with a calm expression.

Huo Chen's thick eyebrows shrugged, the sneer on his face became heavier and heavier, he was extremely experienced in fighting, and he could naturally see that Wang Lin was not a hard support, but he was really not moved by his murderous aura, but the more this was the case, the stronger Huo Chen's willingness to do it became.

"Seventeen, what's going on?" A cold and domineering voice suddenly cut in at this time, and a man in black who had a similar face to Huo Chen, but with a more solemn expression.

Meet this man in black. Wang Zhuo lowered his head deeply, and Huo Chen also reined in his edge. Said respectfully: "Second brother." ”

There is only one possibility that can calm down the bloodthirsty and belligerent children of the Huo family. That is, the person who came was much stronger than him, so strong that he dared to do it himself, and it was completely to the extent of looking for death.

And this man in black is a strong man who can make Huo Chen instantly behaved like a little white rabbit.

The second son of the Huo family, Huo Ming.

Just standing there and doing nothing, the murderous aura of mana was not revealed at all, and it also made the surrounding people have a desperate feeling of being in a killing hell.

Wang Lin looked at Huo Ming and frowned slightly: "Jindan stage, and it is the late stage of Jindan, only one step away from forming the cultivation of Yuanying." ”

The family of cultivators. Because of the life expectancy, there will be a big difference in childbirth sooner or later, brothers of the same age, some grandchildren have it, and some are still singles, so there may be a lot of difference in age between brothers of the same generation.

Huo Ming in front of him, counting the time spent cultivating in the Huo family's own home, was already over a hundred years old. He is much older than Huo Chen.

But this is not the reason why he is ranked second and Huo Chen is seventeenth, there are also people who are older than Huo Ming among his brothers.

In the Huo family, the ranking among the brothers of the same generation. It is completely determined by strength, the stronger the strength, the higher the ranking.

Facing Huo Ming at this moment. Wang Lin felt the pressure.

"Third junior brother, but the old people are reunited?"

A purple-robed scholar suddenly paced slowly into the entrance. Standing beside Wang Lin, it was Zhu Yi.

Meet Zhu Yi. Huo Ming's eyes lit up, and his murderous aura overflowed all over his body, bursting out like a tide.

He broke out at once, and the entire city of Yuzhou was shocked.

But Zhu Yi, who was facing his front, was unconscious, still standing there with a light and breezy appearance, and smiled calmly: "People from the Huo family, what, do you want to have a competition here?"

"If so, I'll be with you. His tone was calm and natural, as if he was chatting with someone, and he didn't take Huo Ming's almost suffocating murderous aura seriously.

Huo Ming stared at Zhu Yi, muttered a few times in his throat, and said coldly: "You Xuanmen Heavenly Sect, I was originally only interested in your senior brother Xiao Yan, but now it seems that you also have the value of my sword." ”

Zhu Yi raised his eyebrows and said calmly: "It's a pity that we are not very interested in you. ”

Huo Ming was not angry when he heard this, but his murderous aura was even more tyrannical: "Very good, even if it is the ban of the old ancestor now, I don't care, I will kill you first, and then go to the old ancestor to receive the punishment." ”

Huo Chen, who was beside him, laughed coldly: "Fish looking for fish, shrimp looking for shrimp, second brother has found his opponent, I'll play with you." ”

Wang Lin's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "Feel free." ”

Who knew that Huo Chen sneered: "You think I'm talking about you? Hey, you're not qualified enough, I'm talking about the one behind you." ”

Wang Lin's expression was calm, and he naturally knew that there was Yue Hongyan standing behind him, who was present with Zhu Yi.

After the red-haired and red-eyed Yue Hongyan arrived, he kept silent, maintained his respect for Zhu Yi and Wang Lin, and handed over the scene to them to deal with.

But her fiery temperament, it doesn't matter if others don't provoke her, the other party takes the initiative to find her, she will not give in the slightest, and her powerful mana is as arbitrary as a storm and as blazing as a flame, directly pushing Huo Chen's murderous mana back.

Huo Chen's eyes froze: "Is it really the late stage of foundation building? This girl is not yet twenty years old, right?"

The two sides confronted each other, and when the big battle was about to break out, two voices suddenly came from the sky at the same time.

One was the cold voice of Huo Xiu, the ancestor of the Huo family: "Huo Ming, Huo Chen, get back to me, otherwise you will all die!"

The other voice came from Lin Feng, calm and indifferent: "At the Wasteland Festival, there is a chance for you to fight." ”

The two bigwigs spoke together, and this one naturally couldn't fight.

Huo Ming and Huo Chen glanced at each other, their eyes showed deep regret, Huo Ming snorted, and flew into the air without saying a word.

"A few of your peers and brothers are already in the Jindan stage, right? Before Huo Chen left, he turned his head and looked at Wang Lin with a sneer: "The red-haired girl next to you, I heard that the entry is later than you, everyone is in the late stage of foundation building, where are you still mingling?

In the midst of wild laughter, Huo Chen and Wang Zhuo also turned around and left.

Zhu Yi and Yue Hongyan's faces sank at the same time, Zhu Yi was about to make a move to leave Huo Chen behind, a disciple of Xuanmen Tianzong, how could he have been so ridiculed?

"Master said that there are opportunities at the Arahai Festival. Wang Lin stopped Zhu Yi, he looked at Huo Chen's departing back, his eyes became colder and colder. (To be continued......)