Just when Luo Yi was impatient and almost wanted to fidget, Lin Chenxing suddenly spoke: "Senior Brother Luo." ”

"Senior brother!" Luo Yi's heart tightened, he stood up with a bang, and hurriedly responded.

He knew that he would have to decide where he would go next, maybe he would be recalled to the sect, maybe he would be transferred to another place;

Or strip away the existing rights in his hands, and temporarily return to Lin Chenxing's hands like other inner disciples, until the matter of the Blood God Sect is over.

Roughly guessing what Luo Yi was thinking, Lin Chenxing didn't deliberately hang his appetite, and simply said: "The things you have done in the past few months are clear to the sect, although there is no great achievement, but there is no fault." ”

Hearing this, Luo Yi's face was slightly relaxed, but he didn't speak rashly, only listened to Lin Chenxing continue: "Next, I will be responsible for the sect and family forces on this side of the camp, but you can arrange the specific matters, just let it go, and when necessary, I will take action." ”

After hearing this, Luo Yi was pleasantly surprised, he thought that he would be directly wiped out, but he didn't think that Lin Chenxing didn't plan to control this power by himself.

It's a bonus,

He has already tasted the sweetness of power in the past few months, and it will not be easy to lose it all suddenly.

Surprised, Luo Yi said with some apprehension: "Senior Brother Lin, the sect has asked you to lead all the forces in the county, I'm afraid..."

Lin Chenxing waved his hand: "Senior Brother Luo is more familiar with the forces of all parties than me, and I believe you can do better." Your previous plans of action were well arranged, but you lacked a sharp enough knife to make the final effect much discounted... Now you can do it freely. ”

"Senior brother, have you seen my briefing?" Luo Yi was surprised.

"Yes."

Lin Chenxing did not deny that the mission information given to him by the Miscellaneous Affairs Hall was accompanied by Luo Yi's relevant information, including the assessment of Luo Yi's mission, and his suggestions were also referenced.

The first person in the inner gate, the fifth genius in the history of the Qingyang Sect to clear the Desolate Void Tower, the inheritor of one of the eight core inheritances, the disciple of the Qingyu Venerable, and so on...

With these identities combined, Lin Chenxing is finally no longer a lonely and unknown person.

At least, at the level of deacons and elders, especially in matters concerning the inner door, his opinion will not be completely ignored.

After a moment of hesitation, a trace of gratitude flashed in Luo Yi's eyes, and he clasped his hands into fists and bowed: "Thank you Senior Brother for your trust, I will definitely not let Senior Brother and the sect down." ”

"Okay, I'll see." Lin Chenxing was very satisfied with Luo Yi's reaction.

The two chatted for a while, Luo Yi got up and retreated, and Lin Chenxing sent him to the camp tent.

"I'm afraid that this Senior Brother Luo has lost his strength, and the martial arts are all the way...... But given his age, this might be a more appropriate choice. Seeing Luo Yi leave, Lin Chenxing was thoughtful.

Whether it was the news provided by the sect or the feelings of the two of them when they talked in detail before, it was enough for him to be sure that Luo Yi, the inner disciple who ranked tenth on the absurd list, was no longer above the martial arts.

At least not all!

Luo Yi looked just middle-aged, but from the information given by the sect, Lin Chenxing knew that the other party was already over one hundred and seventy years old!

Martial arts talent, among the disciples of the Qingyang Sect, can only be regarded as average, and the possibility of being able to comprehend the realm of true meaning and breaking through the realm of clear knowledge is not too high.

According to the rules of the sect, if the inner disciple is over two hundred years old and cannot break through the realm of clear knowledge, then he will be stripped of his status as an inner disciple.

Either go to the outer gate to get a deacon seat, or go to the city or industry under the control of the sect to earn resources for the sect to cultivate younger genius disciples.

Obviously, Luo Yi has already begun to plan for himself, and this opportunity to dominate the forces of many sects and families is the best opportunity for him to expand his connections.

Lin Chenxing estimated that Luo Yi did not plan to lead a deacon in the outer gate, but was ready to go to the local development.

One person chooses one by one, leaving the sect, running the industry, marrying a beautiful girl, and giving birth to two or three big fat boys, isn't it another life? !

Lin Chenxing handed over the specific command and arrangement of various forces to Luo Yi, firstly, he had other things to do, and he didn't want to spend too much energy on these things;

Second, his martial arts cultivation has not encountered a bottleneck that is difficult to break through, and it can even be said that when he is making great progress, there is no need to deliberately make friends with those small and medium-sized forces, just need to show his face occasionally, it is enough.

As long as his own strength and status continue to improve, someone will come to him, and there will be no shortage of connections.

He didn't remind Luo Yi that he should focus on cultivation, that was because everyone's circumstances were different, and their choices were naturally different.

I can't say which is better or worse, just look at whether it suits itself.

......

After returning to the camp, Lin Chenxing sat down cross-legged and began to polish and refine the true element in his body.

With the help of the desolate aura, the Yuan Dan in his body is full, and the True Yuan is overflowing, and there is no way to advance in terms of quantity, but the practice of removing the turnip and preserving the essence is endless.

Even if he had spent more than a year in the Flowing Fire Realm before, he was still a little short of breaking through the realm of clear knowledge, and he still needed to continue refining with the prototype of his own comprehension of true meaning until the day when the true element turned into a spirit.

Although the prototype of Lin Chenxing's true meaning is a fusion of the three realms, there is a mystery in it.

He took the prototype of the true intent of the sword as the main body, and the prototype of the true intent of the wind and thunder was just the icing on the cake, and the true element that he had polished and tempered was full of sharpness like a peerless sword.

But when you go deeper, you can feel the graceful freedom of the wind and the destruction and domineering of the thunder.

Such a mysterious fusion did not affect the purity of the 'sword', but it made Zhenyuan more agile and domineering, which seemed to be contradictory, but it coexisted perfectly.

Because, they have all been intimidated by the edge that belongs to the 'sword', and they are divided into kings and ministers, rather than a pot of stew.

This is the fusion that belongs to Lin Chenxing, and it is also the perfect fusion in the mouth of Qingyu Venerable, the two sworn enemies of 'pure' and 'changeable' coexist here, not only are they safe and sound, but they even complement each other!

Nanying was still not quiet at night, but no one rushed to disturb Lin Chenxing, the capital commander.

After a while, Lin Chenxing received the 'Qingyang Sword Yuan Technique', got up and moved a little, and then entered a meditative state again.

With the help of the 'Intermediate Meditation Technique', the spiritual power in the Lin Chenxing Divine Court shone brightly, and as soon as it was collected and released, it seemed that there was a certain god breathing and exhaling inside.

He has always been looking forward to what kind of gains he will have when he breaks through the realm of enlightenment, with his strong foundation in spiritual power!

His mind was empty, the traces of the passage of time disappeared, and when Lin Chenxing opened his eyes again, the sky had already begun to brighten.

However, he was not naturally sober.

What pulled him out of meditation was an indescribable edge, the edge of a sword.

"The true meaning of the sword! Who is it? ”

His eyes suddenly opened, and Lin Chenxing's eyes were not gloomy, but with a touch of eagerness, he had already arrived outside the tent under a pretense.

As far as the eye can see, in front of a tent in the capital camp not far away, there is a figure dancing with a sword.

The sword moves looked unremarkable, but there was a sword intent that was condensed to the extreme and naturally emanated from that person's body.

"Tianshan Sect, Sword Palace disciple!"

Seeing the robe on the other party's body clearly, Lin Chenxing's eyes flashed, and there was a battle intent surging, just the overflowing aura made the two soldiers on duty pale, fortunately, they were the elite of the Red Flame Army, although the cultivation was just food, but they fought with fierce beasts all the year round, so that they would not have any foreign appearances.