Chapter Ninety-One: The Peak Ancestor of the Six Literary Families

Day 2: Lin Xuantian's mansion

"Senior brother, it's time to go to Shuiyue Peak to give a lecture. Yu Ling knocked on Lin Xuantian's mansion and said with great respect.

Lin Xuantian heard the voice, opened the door of the mansion, and said, "Let's go." ”

As soon as Lin Xuantian came out, Yu Ling was instantly shocked.

Although he has been with Senior Brother Xuantian for more than three years, it is the first time he has seen Senior Brother dressed so plainly.

However, the more simple the clothes, the more they can show the amazing face of Senior Brother Xuantian.

Handsome, so handsome.

Water Moon Peak

The disciples, who were originally confused, suddenly received news that the Holy Son was going to give them a lecture today.

But they didn't think so, it was estimated that it was just a formality, after so many years, except for Senior Sister Shen Rou, who else really cared about them.

But in recent years, Senior Sister Shen Rou has also gone into retreat, and those group of outer disciples who are dogs and powerful people have come to bully them all day long.

But after all, it was the elder's arrangement, and the disciples still honestly complied.

"Senior brother, I heard that the current Holy Son of Huagu Holy Sect is handsome, I don't know if it's true or not?"

"Hmph, what about the Holy Son? But like those outer disciples who are dogs and people, how can they remember us?"

"I thought that when our cultivation was abolished, it was all for the Holy Sect, but now, we are just forgotten spicy chickens. ”

"Shut up. "

The disciples were talking in front of the main hall.

And all this was heard by Lin Xuantian in the distance.

He seemed to understand that over the years, this group of disciples who had lost their cultivation had not lived very well.

"Knock ——!"

Suddenly, the bell rang in the main hall.

Ten thousand disciples of Shuiyue Peak sat together in front of the main hall.

The originally noisy sound also stopped instantly.

Lin Xuantian is here!

I saw Lin Xuantian slowly and methodically passing through the disciples, and came to the main hall step by step.

When everyone saw Lin Xuantian's face, they were instantly fascinated.

The simple and simple Taoist robe perfectly sets off Lin Xuantian's delicate facial features and his immortal-like temperament.

Although they had never seen an immortal, the immortal in their minds looked like this.

At this moment, they all seemed to have let go of their resentment and resentment against the Huagu Holy Sect.

The Great Elder smiled and said, "Senior nephew can start now." ”

Lin Xuantian nodded and turned his head to look at the ten thousand disciples in front of the main hall.

All the elders were standing behind Lin Xuantian at this time, looking forward to what Lin Xuantian would say.

After all, the teachings of the True Dragon Son are worth a thousand gold.

Although they didn't think that Lin Xuantian could really let these confused disciples regain hope.

But they were still very curious about what kind of rhetoric Lin Xuantian would say.

Lin Xuantian casually took a chair and sat in front of ten thousand disciples.

At this time, the audience was silent, waiting for Lin Xuantian's lecture

Lin Xuantian's voice sounded

"You must think that I don't care about you disciples who have lost their cultivation at all, and this lecture is just a set, right?"

"I want to tell you, that's right! You are right! I really don't care about you disciples who have lost their cultivation at all, and I don't want to come and give lectures!"

As soon as the words fell, the audience was in an uproar.

Even the elders behind Lin Xuantian couldn't sit still.

What's going on?

How can Master Xuantian and nephew say anything.

Even if you have this kind of thought, can you be tactful?

Saying such things will only do you harm and not benefit you as the Son.

Lin Xuantian suddenly stood up and yelled at everyone, "Silence!"

Bang!

Suddenly, a nine-clawed golden dragon vision erupted behind Lin Xuantian, suppressing the audience.

The disciple who stood up just now directly pressed back to his seat alive.

Even the elders behind Lin Xuantian were the same, and they were directly returned to their seats by Long Weizhen.

In front of the vision of the nine-clawed golden dragon, everyone is equal.

"Are you angry? Are you angry? Look at the way you look, what kind of decadence has you become?"

"Cultivating the world of immortals! The strong are respected! I don't need to say this, everyone knows it!"

"Even if you are bullied and oppressed by the disciples of the outer court again and again. But you just don't choose to start all over again and cultivate again. ”

"Do you think you deserve respect?"

As soon as Lin Xuantian's words fell, he instantly annoyed all the disciples in front of the main hall.

Even the elders behind him felt that it was a bit excessive.

"What can we do? We can't condense the aura at all now! What kind of cultivation are we talking about!" said a disciple unconvinced.

This disciple's words were exactly what all the disciples in front of the main hall wanted to say.

The dantian has been destroyed, how can we talk about cultivation? Isn't this a fool's dream?

Lin Xuantian smiled and said again: "Oh, yes, dare to ask, how many times have you condensed, ten times, a hundred times, or a thousand times?"

"If it doesn't work a thousand times, then it can't be condensed ten thousand times! Ten thousand times can't! 100,000 times! 100,000 times can't work!

"If a million times is not enough, then refine the body! once! ten times! a hundred times! a thousand times! 10,000 times! 100,000 times!

Immediately after, Lin Xuantian's voice sounded again.

"Freezing three feet, not a day's cold!"

"Those who set up great things in ancient times not only have supernatural talents, but also have perseverance!"

"I'm not afraid of a long road, I'm only afraid of a short ambition!"

Lin Xuantian's voice was like a bell, and he shouted out the three famous sayings and aphorisms of his previous life impassionedly.

It was only these three sentences that instantly ignited all the monks in front of the main hall.

Bang!

Lin Xuantian suddenly burst out with an amazing literati momentum.

Purple gas came 30,000 miles from the east.

Behind Lin Xuantian, a terrifying humanoid vision gradually appeared.

This is the Wensheng!

The vision of the saint!

"Oh my God! It's Wen Sheng! Even Wen Sheng's agrees with what Senior Brother said!"

"Attracting the vision of the Wensheng! Purple Qi comes 30,000 miles from the east, this is a peerless word!"

"Peerless Sayings! Senior Brother has created peerless words!"

Many monks in front of the main hall were in an uproar.

At first, they thought that the senior brother was talking nonsense, but Wen Sheng agreed with the senior brother's words.

What else can they say?

Lin Xuantian looked at everyone's expressions, very satisfied, and then said.

"Where there is a will, it can be done, the cauldron is broken, and the one hundred and two Qin Passes belong to Chu after all!"

"Hard-working people, the sky is not worth it, lying on the salary and tasting the gall, three thousand Yuejia can swallow Wu!"

"Without a cold bone, how can you get the fragrance of plum blossoms!"

"If you don't learn, you can't broaden your talents, and you can't learn if you don't have ambitions!"

"The greatest self-confidence of a monk is not how much cultivation he has!

"True strength is not how much you have!

"Because you're not afraid of nothing, because you believe you can make something out of nothing!"

"Hear the applause!"

Bang!

As soon as Lin Xuantian's voice fell, the vision behind him once again condensed into a new one.

Boom! Boom!

Taoism, Moism, Celebrity, Legalism, Soldiering, Vertical and Horizontal Family.

The peak ancestors of the six major literary families conjured up humanoid visions one after another, carrying terrifying literary momentum, erected behind Lin Xuantian.

Everyone present was dumbfounded.