The sky is cloudy and foggy, and the golden sun of late autumn is sprinkled down, reflecting thousands of colorful glows.

Lin Le fell from the sky and stepped on the victory or defeat of the competition.

Sima Tianchen, who was considered to be the favorite to win the Immortal Yuan Conference, fell unconscious on the platform, and in the thousands of colorful clouds, the figure of the cold and arrogant young man on his head stood out unusually tall.

At the age of fifteen, the Dao spiritual power of the second realm of Qi was transformed, and he won the championship!

The referee's voice had already sounded, but everyone was still in deep shock.

"Senior Brother Lin won, Senior Brother Lin won?" After a long time, the disciples of the Ancient Xuan Dao Academy finally came back to their senses, and asked again and again in disbelief and anxiety.

"Win, Senior Brother Lin won! We won!" The other disciples woke up from their dreams one after another like multiple Miller dominoes, and couldn't help but roar with joy.

"Haha, this kid, I didn't expect him to really do it, it's great!" Cao actually clenched his fists fiercely and smiled happily.

Ling Anqi was not as exaggerated as Cao Actually was, but his burning eyes and trembling hands holding the chair tightly revealed his excited heart.

"Master, we won, Senior Brother Lin defeated that traitor, and our Gu Xuan Dao Academy won the first place in the conference!" Zhou Peng quickly rushed to Luo Kun's side, excitedly excited.

Luo Kun stared closely at the two figures on the platform, one standing proudly, the other unconscious, the look on his face was both happy and sad, "Tianchen, why are you doing this!"

"Bang dang!" In the stands of the Wanbao Dao Academy, Ye Xiu Qi sat down on the chair again, his face instantly turned pale, Sima Tianchen lost, Sima Tianchen actually lost? This waste actually dared to lose! He spent such a big price, and even did not hesitate to openly tear his face with the Gu Xuan Dao Academy, and now all the rewards have come to naught.

"This waste, you still want to marry my daughter, let him go!" Ye Xiuqi roared angrily.

Ye Mingzhu's face was also gloomy like water, she did not hesitate to use herself as a bargaining chip to lure Sima Tianchen, but she lost, and more importantly, between Sima Tianchen and Lin Le, she gave up her favorite Lin Le and chose Sima Tianchen, and now Sima Tianchen loses, doesn't it mean that her vision is very failed?

To Sima Tianchen, she had the same disappointment and anger as Ye Xiuqi, but reason calmed her down, and when she heard Ye Xiuqi's anger, Ye Mingzhu said: "Father, no, although Sima Gongzi lost, he is still the second-place genius, who is not wrong?" Maybe after this setback, Sima Gongzi can be ashamed and brave, and work harder, even if he can't become an immortal, he will definitely be a strong cultivator in the future, and the daughter begs her father to give him another chance. ”

"Hmph! For your sake, the old man will give him another chance. Ye Xiuqi quickly understood what Night Pearl meant, snorted, and took the opportunity to step down.

Night Pearl looked towards the platform, Lin Le's figure looked so majestic and tall in the glow, in an instant, she couldn't help but show a trace of obsession, but the next moment, a trace of resentment surged in her heart, this Lin Le, knowing that I was aiming to win over Sima Tianchen to be the first in the conference, but he ruthlessly defeated Sima Tianchen, was he deliberately trying to sabotage my plan?

On the presiding stage, countless Dao Sect elders opened their mouths wide and their faces were full of shock.

"Hey, this kid, he really won!" Ben Lei Daoist couldn't help but exclaim, but his face was the same as everyone in the Daomen, showing a wry smile, Lin Le won the first place, that must be to join the Immortal Gate, and he looked down on the Daomen.

"Lin Le! Lin Le"

In the venue, after a moment of silence, there was a sudden burst of earth-shattering cheers, and the young man on the stage, who was still immature, conquered the Xianyuan Conference and conquered everyone with his heroic, resolute, witty, and keen strength.

Feeling everyone's cheers for him, Lin Le showed a bright smile, waved his hand in response to everyone's good intentions, and strode off the platform with pride and pride.

After Sima Tianchen was rescued by the referee, he was immediately overwhelmed by the deafening cheers, his face was like the tide of cheers, and he retreated in an instant, he lost, he actually lost to that hateful boy!

Listening to the cheers of the crowd, Sima Tianchen felt as if his heart was gnawed by thousands of ants, this huge cheer should be his, only he Sima Tianchen should match! That hateful boy snatched everything from him!

He didn't even dare to look back at the stands of the Wanbao Dao Academy, Lin Le's words before the game echoed in his ears like a magic sound, if he lost, would the people of the Wanbao Dao Academy still rely on him?

Also, he seemed to see that the people of the Gu Xuan Dao Academy were looking at him with disdain and ridicule, and they seemed to be saying: Without him, the Gu Xuan Dao Academy would still win the same way, and he Sima Tianchen was just a poor loser!

"I didn't fail, I don't feel sorry, I'm the genius Sima Tianchen, no one can beat me! It's all Lin Le, it was that stinky boy who used despicable means to snatch my victory!" Sima Tianchen stared at Lin Le who left proudly with resentful eyes, if there was no Lin Le, all this should be his, it was his!

After a long time, after the noise of everyone stopped, the host of the conference, Zhu Wanjun, the master of the Qingzhu Daoist Academy, walked to the presiding stage and said loudly: "Everyone be quiet, the competition of this Xianyuan Conference has ended successfully, and now I announce that the first place in the competition is Lin Le, a genius disciple of the Ancient Xuandao Academy! The second place is Sima Tianchen of the Wanbao Dao Academy, and the third place is Huang Xingba of the Qingzhu Dao Academy."

Zhu Wanjun announced the list of the top ten Daoists in the competition, and then it was the time when everyone was looking forward to the awarding of rewards and the selection of disciples by the Daomen.

As the first place in the conference, Lin Le's award was personally awarded by Moye, the immortal envoy of the Feiyun Immortal Gate in Lelang Prefecture.

Looking at the young Lin Le, Mo Ye showed a look of satisfaction on his face, to be able to bring back such a young and excellent disciple, the reward of the Immortal Gate must be very expensive, he can be regarded as picking up a treasure this time.

Mo Ye walked in front of Lin Le, took out a long sword that was full of lightning and imposing momentum, and in the blazing eyes of Zhu Wanjun and others, he smiled: "Lin Le, congratulations on winning the first place in the conference, now you are qualified to become a disciple of my Immortal Sect, the envoy's name is Mo Ye, you can call me Senior Brother Mo, from now on, you will be the same as the envoy, you are an immortal with a noble status and admired by thousands of people in this Shenzhou Continent." ”

Hearing Mo Ye's words, next to him, Benlei Daoren and other Daomen people couldn't help but show disappointed looks, Lin Le won the first place in the competition, and he was completely out of play with Daomen, on the Shenzhou Continent, the Xianmen is extremely powerful, who would give up the powerful Xianmen and choose the Daomen?

But just when everyone was completely dead, they suddenly heard Lin Le say: "Thank you for the kindness of the Moye Immortal Envoy, but the kid Lin Le is stupid and stupid, and he is sincerely afraid of the powerful and profound Immortal Law, and he also asks the Immortal Envoy to forgive his sins, Lin Le wants to join the Qinglian Sect." ”

Lin Le's voice was very soft, but it exploded out of thin air like a thunderbolt, and in an instant, all the voices on the host stage disappeared and fell into silence.

What? Lin Le actually gave up the Immortal Sect and wanted to join the Qinglian Sect?

Everyone, including Ling Anqi and Cao, who followed Lin Le on stage, actually widened their eyes in disbelief.

Moyer seemed to hear a big joke, his mouth opened wide, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while, "Are you sure you're not kidding me?"

Lin Le nodded sincerely: "How dare Lin Le deceive the Immortal Envoy?" Lin Le is courageous, but he is sincere, and he hopes that the Immortal Envoy will forgive his sins. ”

Regarding the choice of Xianmen or Daomen, Lin Le has thought carefully about it in the past two days, especially when Xia Wanxue told him in detail about the relevant knowledge of Xianmen and Daomen, he gradually determined his choice.

Although the Immortal Sect seems to be powerful, every cultivator who joins the Immortal Sect must first abolish the original exercises and start cultivating the Immortal Method from scratch. These Daoist disciples who have won in every Immortal Yuan Conference can almost become the elite of the Daomen after entering the Daomen, but after entering the Immortal Gate, their strength is difficult to compare with the Xianmen disciples who have been cultivating the Immortal Law since childhood.

Rather be a chicken head than a phoenix tail!

What's more, he crossed over, and his biggest advantage was the Tao Te Ching, a stroke of the Tao and hundreds of precious Dao runes, etc., if he joined the Immortal Gate, then his advantage would no longer exist.

Therefore, for Lin Le, although the immortal gate is good, he can't give up his advantages and go to the short and long.

Even, faintly, in the depths of his soul, there was a feeling that he had crossed over specifically to cultivate. It was an inexplicable feeling.

So after thinking about it again, Lin Le finally decided to join the Daomen, of course, the Daomen he chose, of course, was the Qinglian Gate, one of the three major gates in Lelang Prefecture, where Xia Wanxue was located.

Hearing Lin Le's confirmation, Mo Ye's originally smiling face instantly became very cold, a little Taoist disciple actually had eyes that didn't know Mount Tai, and he didn't want to join the Immortal Gate and chose the Daomen, which was a great insult to Feiyunmen and to him!

The most important thing is that Lin Le refused to join the Feiyun Sect, and Mo Ye could imagine that he would definitely become the laughing stock of everyone in the sect in the future.

"Stinky boy, I don't know how to lift!" Mo Ye scolded in his heart, if it weren't for the people of the Daomen standing beside him, he couldn't wait to immediately raise his hand and slash the kid in front of him.

There is a rule in the Immortal Yuan Conference that the Taoist who wins the first place has the right to choose his own sect, so although Mo Ye is secretly annoyed, he has no way to take Lin Le. He sneered, and suddenly, put away the sword in his hand that was about to be rewarded to Lin Le, and then, from the Sumeru jade slip, he took out a black and tattered bamboo umbrella, and sneered: "Lin Gongzi, with the strength of the second realm of Huaqi, defeated the strong enemies of the third realm of Huaqi one after another, won the first place, and created the miracle of this immortal conference, which should be rewarded heavily." There happens to be a spiritual weapon here - the umbrella that covers the sky and the stars, but my immortal gate great supernatural power has spent countless energy refining it with the best Youquan ink bamboo, and this envoy will reward you. ”

Looking at Lin Le's stunned expression, Mo Ye sneered and added: "Lin Gongzi, don't look at this umbrella is already a little tattered, but it is a genuine high-grade spiritual weapon, it can defend and attack, as long as Lin Gongzi can repair it in the future, the power is incomparably great." ”

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