Facing Chen Zixuan's thunderous anger, Lu Lin was suddenly a little at a loss, and he didn't understand why the teacher was so angry.

However, after hearing the teacher's words, Lu Lin Facai knew that the cause of the incident was still on his body, and he suddenly felt a lot lower.

"Teacher, I was wrong!"

Looking at this disciple who he had high hopes for, Chen Zixuan really couldn't say too many cruel words, and finally he stretched out his palm and put it on Lu Lin's head.

"Silly boy, your feelings can be understood, but the world of cultivators has always been interconnected, and unless one day you are no longer alive, there will always be some hardships that you can't get out of anyway. Chen Zixuan's tone was much more relaxed, and in the face of a sixteen-year-old guy who had gone through so many hardships, he couldn't bear to force him.

Looking back on Lu Lin's experience over the years, it is much more difficult than when Chen Zixuan was young, and it took several lives and deaths to achieve today's achievements. But in the world of cultivation, Lu Lin's strength is still at the bottom, crushing him is as simple as crushing an ant, if he relaxes, the world of cultivation is simply a nightmare for him.

These years of comfortable life have not made Chen Zixuan relax his vigilance, and it is the cruel life of Mujiao Continent that constantly spurs him to work hard, under the seemingly ordinary life, who knows what kind of suffering he suffers every day to achieve today's achievements?

Looking up at the teacher's slightly tired face, Lu Lin suddenly felt that he was so selfish.

"Don't worry, as long as you have a teacher for a day, you are absolutely safe. Chen Zixuan's voice echoed in the house, but the figure had already flown into the dark.

From Chen Zixuan's last words, Lu Lin only heard firm belief, it seems that the battle teacher the day after tomorrow will definitely participate, so how should he make a choice?

Standing where the teacher had just stood, looking at the bright moon outside the window, his thoughts were like the hazy moonlight, a little dazed.

Oriental Family, Council Hall!

Bidding farewell to the many people who came to discuss countermeasures, the huge meeting hall became empty, leaving only the three most powerful fathers and sons of the Dongfang family, Dongfang Zhi, Dongfang Shuo and Dongfang Ruthless.

"Father, Zha Lao's proposal just now is good, I am willing to fade from cultivation, let my strength fall back to the ninth order, and contribute to my Dongfang family. Dongfang said ruthlessly and silently.

The cultivators were all aiming to improve their own strength, and the half-step sage Zha Lao, who came to support, proposed to self-destruct his cultivation and let his strength fall to the ninth order, and participate in the ninth-order competition on behalf of the Dongfang family. However, such a proposal was rejected by Dongfang Zhi, it is not easy for these old friends to come to support the Dongfang family when they are in trouble, if they are allowed to destroy their future for this, then how can Dongfang Zhi go willingly.

The six battles of the Doutai decided the fate of the Dongfang family, but there was only one that was really certain, that was Chen Zixuan's battle of the Sage, and the other five were all uncertain, Zha Lao's proposal did make Dongfang Zhi's heart move, but was it really necessary to take risks for that faint hope?

"Father, I am also willing to fade my cultivation and fight for the hope of victory for my family, even if I risk my life. Dongfang Shuo, as the head of the family, also said in a deep voice.

Standing in the position of the head of the family, he had long put his life and death out of the question, and it was better to have a vigorous battle than to become a prisoner of the Black Emperor Sect.

Looking at his two sons, Dongfang Zhi felt very relieved, they really did not insult the glory of the Dongfang family, even if they fought to the last moment, the men of the Dongfang family would never flinch!

Just when Dongfang Zhi was hesitating who would take on the next important task, Chen Zixuan's voice sounded in the hall, "Don't fight, there are already candidates for this ninth-order battle, and there is no more suitable candidate than him." ”

The three fathers and sons looked at the man who was not as good as the man in the hall with joy, they could not have imagined that the person who his father accidentally rescued had become the support of the current family, and he had not left at the moment of life and death of the Dongfang family.

"Who is this person?" Dongfang Zhi was a little curious, could it be that there was more strength than a person who fell from a half-step sage?

"You don't have to look at me like this, he is someone you know very well, my brother Ke Zhenshan. ”

"Teacher Ke, he is also a half-step sage, is he willing to destroy his future for my Dongfang family?" Dongfang Shuo asked quite puzzled, Ke Zhenshan's strength he naturally knew, it was even inferior to him.

"Let's wash it, Brother Ke's strength has dropped back to the ninth order a few days ago, and his strength has returned to the peak state. Chen Zixuan said indifferently.

Although they didn't understand why Ke Zhenshan's strength had fallen to the ninth order, Dongfang Shuo and the others felt very lucky, because even if these half-step sages destroyed their future, it would still take a few days to recover their peak strength, and this kindness would definitely be repaid by their Dongfang family if they had the opportunity.

Today, the Dongfang family has lost its former glory, but there are still so many people who are willing to follow it to the death, thanks to Dongfang Zhi's efforts. Once upon a time, Dongfang Shuo was still a little puzzled as to why his father would cause so much trouble to the family, didn't he know that the tree was a big move? Whether it was Chen Zixuan or Ke Zhenshan, they were all taken in by Dongfang Zhi when they were in the most troublesome time, and their enemies had no choice but to stop because of the identity of Dongfang Zhi Sage.

Of the six battles, four have already been decided at this moment, that is, the three battles of the Sage and the battle of the ninth order, and now the trouble is the two battles of the lowest rank. As we all know, although the Black Emperor Sect has surfaced and appeared in the public eye for a short time, it has become a holy place for many cultivators, and almost all seventh-order cultivators before the age of twenty yearn yearn for the place to join the Black Emperor Sect and become one of them, so it is said that the Black Emperor Sect not only has many saints, but even there are many reserve geniuses, and the battle under the saints also does not have much advantage for the Dongfang family.

"How about the battle of the seventh order to make the water stop fight?" Dongfang ruthlessly proposed.

Dongfang Zhishui, who is also as taciturn as his father, but is extremely strict with himself in practice, and now among the descendants of the Dongfang family, Dongfang Zhishui is the strongest, has reached the peak of the seventh order, and has a lot of experience in the understanding and application of Feng Zhigang.

However, Dongfang Zhi did not say anything about this, but set his eyes on Chen Zixuan, who had returned, and felt Dongfang Zhi's gaze, Chen Zixuan shook his head, saying that he was also helpless.

In their minds, they still felt that Lu Lin was the best candidate for a seventh-order battle, if he didn't participate, then looking at the many seventh-order cultivators in Demon Wolf City, the best choice was really Fei Dongfang Zhishui.

Just as Dongfang Zhi was about to make a decision, he and Chen Zixuan laughed together, because they found that a figure was hurrying towards the meeting hall where they were.

"It seems that we have the personnel of the seventh order to fight, and you can select whoever will fight in the eighth order next. Chen Zixuan turned around and walked towards the outside of the hall, and before he could take a few steps, Lu Lin had already appeared out of breath in the realization of everyone.

"Teacher, I'm willing to fight in the battle of the seventh order!"