In the room, the flame of nirvana has been cultivated in Lin Cangxue's Xuanhai.

And Lin Huang hollowed out his mind and found all the reasons to chat with Jun Chengcheng. The crimson shadow sitting cross-legged in front of him, with a three-foot Qingfeng on his knees, was like a rare treasure in Lin Huang's eyes.

Lin Huang felt that he had never been so happy since he was ten years ago.

Even if he looked at Jun Chengcheng quietly like this, he felt that God had mercy.

Although Jun Qicheng seemed to ignore Lin Huang's words, he still ignored them after all, which made Lin Huang even more excited.

After all, the girl in front of him was going to kill him at first.

Now, I can talk to him.

Lin Huang felt that this was a good sign.

Unconsciously, Lin Huang secretly moved his body and kept getting close to Lin Cangxue, from the previous two zhang to one zhang, and then to eight feet.

Six feet.

Three feet.

Two feet.

The sword on Jun Chengcheng's knee shook slightly.

Lin Huang smiled, and then consciously retreated to a distance of three feet.

"How do you know my name is Jun Chengcheng?"

Jun Chengcheng suddenly asked this question again.

The smile on Lin Huang's face suddenly froze, and the whole person fell into extreme panic.

Girl, you are terrible!

can hold on to a problem for a hundred years.

Lin Huang wanted to kill himself headlong.

"Your martial soul is called the years and years!"

Lin Huang said.

Well?

Jun Chengcheng's eyebrows frowned slightly, and he was very good-looking. She didn't care why Lin Huang knew what her martial soul was, but wondered Lin Huang's clueless explanation.

"You'll understand later!"

Lin Huang pretended to smile mysteriously, feeling that he had the upper hand.

Bang!

Lin Huang was thrown out of the room again.

Outside the room, the wailing of the forest barren sounded.

At this moment, Lin Huang has an unprecedented desire for the realm, if he has the realm of martial arts.

Ay......

Lin Huang walked into the room with a dejected look on his face, an apologetic smile on his face.

"Why do you know my name is Jun Chengcheng?"

Jun Chengcheng asked again.

Lin Huang was stunned in place, sweat pouring down his face. Then he silently turned around and exited the room in a proper manner, only to feel that the world in front of him was gray.

It didn't take long for Lu Han to walk into the small courtyard and say impatiently: "The palace master is looking for you!"

"What's wrong with your face?"

Lin Huang asked rhetorically, only to see that the latter had a blue nose and swollen face, and his body was embarrassed, and there was a trace of hatred in his eyes when he looked at Lin Huang.

"A few days ago, there was an avalanche in the Drifting Snow Palace, and half of the elders in the palace were almost burned to charcoal, and they said that the Qilin Peak had an oven that exploded!"

Lu Han squinted his eyes and said with a look of resentment.

Forehead......

Lin Huang took his head, and when Lu Han said this, he naturally understood the reason.

"Murong Yan was brought up the mountain by me, what do you say is wrong with my face!"

Lu Han's eyes burst with coldness, like a vicious wolf, eager to tear the forest barren apart.

Lin Huang frowned, and then said slowly: "You better go out, I didn't come before."

Seeing Lu Han's blue nose and swollen face, Lin Huang thought of the consequences for himself, Lu Han was only an accomplice at most, and if he went, one of the initiators, he didn't know what the tragic consequences would be.

"Xie Qinghou has returned to the mountain!"

Lu Han continued.

"Xie Qinghou, is the inner door the first, what does it have to do with me when he returns to the mountain?"

Lin Huang wondered.

"The Great War of the Four Sects and Ten Dynasties is about to begin, and the Drifting Snow Palace is going to send its disciples down the mountain", Lu Han looked at Lin Huang with disdain, as if he was looking at an idiot.

As the chief of the Drifting Snow Palace, Lin Huang should have led the team to participate in the Battle of the Four Sects and Ten Dynasties.

But in terms of strength, Lin Huang is not the first in the inner door, but Xie Qinghou is.

In the small courtyard, Lu Han looked at Lin Huang sympathetically, and then said, "The palace master should deprive you of the qualification to lead the team down the mountain!"

"Deprivation?"

Lin Huang's face was slightly gloomy, as if he was a little lost, but when Lu Han was about to show his expression of seeing a joke, he smiled: "This is the best, I can't ask for it!"

Without leading a team, Lin Huang can accompany Jun Chengcheng to find the dragon vein.

As for the War of the Four Sects and Ten Dynasties, it was not something he cared about.

"You ......"

Lu Han looked at Lin Huang, his halberd finger was furious, and he pointed at Lin Huang's nose and scolded: "You are deprived of your qualifications, you were robbed by Xie Qinghou, you didn't give up on your own initiative, this is a naked humiliation to you, don't you have a little bit of shame? Are you still a man?"

Lin Huang's expression sank, Lu Han's words seemed to touch his heart, and there was a trace of ruthlessness in his dark eyes, and he said seriously:

"No matter how great the shame is, it is not as important as a lifelong event!"

"You ......"

Lu Han was so angry that his fingers trembled, knowing that Lin Huang was fascinated by the demon of Jun Chengcheng again, and was about to scold, but suddenly found that Jun Chengcheng appeared behind Lin Huang coldly.

Lu Han's complexion changed greatly, and he ran away with his legs drawn, still muttering in his mouth, "Why is this demon always so ghostly!"

After a short time, Lin Huang rushed to the Snow Hall.

In the hall, Yan Nangui sat on the solemn snow lion throne, his face was still a little pale.

On the left and right sides of the main hall were the elders of the Drifting Snow Palace, and half of them were still a little scorched. They all stared at Lin Huang with wolf-like eyes, as if they wanted to slap the latter out with one palm.

In the past few days, they finally knew that the oven of Qilin Peak had exploded, and Lin Huang and Murong Yan were the initiators.

Murong Yan is a well-known fourth-level formation master, and his reputation in the Eastern Spirit Realm is as good as ever. In addition, it was invited by the disciples of the Drifting Snow Palace, and they were considered guests, so they naturally did not dare to have any grievances.

But Lin Huang was different, Gui was the chief disciple of the Drifting Snow Palace, and he actually mixed up with Murong Burning Ghost and made such a big move.

What's more, when half of the elders of the Drifting Snow Palace rushed over, they were all blown away.

This face is really embarrassing!

This new chief disciple of the Drifting Snow Palace is very inauthentic.

Lin Huang looked at countless dark old faces, staring at himself unkindly, and he was really a little weak in his heart. After coughing twice, he cautiously walked into the main hall and bowed to Yan Nangui and the elders.

"You're here!"

Yan Nangui said in a deep voice, and his voice was even colder.

"It's coming!"

Lin Huang coughed twice and raised his head with difficulty.

"Are you guilty?"

Yan Nangui said with his eyebrows, his eyes now staring directly at Lin Huang. Not only Yan Nangui, but the eyes of everyone in the hall fell on Lin Huang.

Like a sharp sword, it is difficult for Lin Huang to breathe.

In the corner of the main hall, Elder Hong Jiu's burned-black face showed an even darker sneer, and a pair of eyes stared at Lin Huang gloomily, with a hint of sarcasm on his face.

Lin Huang smiled and explained: "During this time, under the guidance of Mr. Murong, I was concentrating on cultivating the formation, but as a result, Mr. Murong didn't control it if I was not careful!"

"Cultivation formation?"

Yan Nangui's majestic face was slightly puzzled, and then asked, "Is there any achievement?"

"Within two months, you should be able to enter the third-level formation division!"

Lin Huang looked embarrassed and looked a little ashamed. Then he spoke again: "I disturbed the elders before, the kid is here to make amends, I promise that I won't in the future!"

"Level 3 Formation Master?"

In the main hall, the eyes of all the elders lit up, and the previous resentment against Lin Huang was attracted by Lin Huang's words.

Now in this Drifting Snow Palace, except for Elder Shen Diexin, there is no third-level formation master. If it was really as Lin Huang said, he could advance to the third-level formation division within two months, then there would be two in the Drifting Snow Palace.

In this way, the Drifting Snow Palace is like a tiger with wings.

Even if Lin Huang was not as good as Shen Diexin, it proved Lin Huang's potential above the formation path.

Moreover, at Lin Huang's age, he was about to become a third-level formation master, and his talent was so high that he had already surpassed many people. Even Murong Yan seems to have become a third-level formation master, after the age of twenty.

Thinking of this, the eyes of the elders were even brighter, and most of the resentment against Lin Huang in their hearts was quietly dissipated.

If it was an elder in the hall, knowing that Lin Huang had now entered the third-level formation master, he didn't know what to think.

Feeling that the fierce aura in the main hall gradually dissipated, Lin Huang breathed a long sigh of relief, at this moment, he felt that he had become a formation master, and it still had a great effect.

"Do you think that you are about to become a third-level formation master, so you are remarkable?

Hong Jiu's gloomy voice suddenly sounded in the corner of the main hall, and I saw the latter staring at Lin Huang with gloomy eyes, and then said:

"Lin Huang, you're just the chief disciple of the Drifting Snow Palace. If you offend us and other elders, even if you apologize, you can't help but take yourself too seriously!"

Lin Huang looked back at Hong Jiu, and the gentle smile on his face instantly froze.

Elder Hong Jiu looked at Lin Huang's appearance, and sneered even more, and continued, "Palace Master, Elder Ben proposes to let Lin Huang enter the Falling Snow Forbidden Land to be punished!"

As soon as the snow forbidden land came out, all the elders in the main hall changed color a little.

Under the Tian Yuan realm, no matter who enters the Drifting Snow Forbidden Land, it is very dangerous. And Lin Huang is the chief of the Drifting Snow Palace, and he is about to enter the third-level formation master, so he has good potential.

If you enter the forbidden snow, the consequences are unpredictable.

In the main hall, Nan Yunlie coughed twice, stared at Elder Hong Jiu with a look of disgust, and sneered: "Elder Hong seems to have forgotten how Lin Huang became the chief disciple!"

"If it weren't for coming out of the Snowy Forbidden Land, where would Lin Huang have the qualifications to challenge Yun Feifei, and how would he become the chief disciple?"

Nan Yunlie touched the goatee at the corner of his mouth, shook the braid of his sideburns, and continued:

"Elder Hong just said that Lin Huang should be punished for entering the Drifting Snow Forbidden Land, since Lin Huang has already entered, he has already been punished!

Hong Jiu's face turned cold, and he opened his mouth in a dark manner, "Elder Nan, what do you mean by this, you can't protect the forest barren!"

"Elder Ben is protective, how can I drop!"

Looking at Hong Jiu's gloomy face, Nan Yunlie's violent temper came up in an instant, and he crossed his waist and pointed at Hong Jiu and scolded: "Could it be that you are an old man of Hong Jiu, and you want to bully my disciple of Qilin Peak?"

Saying that, Nan Yunlie was about to start fighting.

The faces of the elders changed, and they all spoke up to act as peacemakers, pulling Nan Yunlie down.

Lin Huang looked at the elders in a mess, his eyes were a little confused, it seemed that this matter had nothing to do with him?

Why did Nan Yunlie suddenly get involved with Hong Jiu?

After the elders agreed to let Lin Huang go, after Nan Yunlie was pulled down, the latter quietly winked at Lin Huang, that coquettish look, not to mention how coquettish.

Lin Huang smiled and quietly returned the salute to Nan Yunlie, with a hint of gratitude in his heart.

If it weren't for Nan Yunlie's nonsense, he would really not be able to step down. This old man seems to be short-tempered, sometimes a little childlike, but he is shrewd in his bones.

On the throne of the snow lion, Yan Nangui forgot to look at Nan Yunlie with a smile, looked at Lin Huang again, and waved his hand to reveal the matter.

It's just that in the corner of the main hall, Hong Jiu's eyes looking at Lin Huang were a little more gloomy than before.

"Pass on Xie Qinghou!"

Subsequently, Yan Nangui was ordered.

Lin Huang immediately turned his head, his eyes were fixed on one place, and he saw that at the entrance of the main hall, a young man in Tsing Yi quietly appeared, gentle as jade, smiling like the wind......

Looking at the latter's face, Lin Huang's expression was a little sluggish, and he was shocked for a while!

(End of chapter)