The first day of November, the first morning.

It was rainy and mixed with scattered snowflakes, the temperature dropped sharply, and the late autumn wind was a bit bleak.

The sky was already bright, Lin Xingpan sat beside the big willow tree on the side of the road, his body was dusty, his face was hazy and indistinguishable, and his body was faint, shrouded by a curtain of light.

Six days passed in the blink of an eye.

Compared with when Lin Xing first arrived, Luoxian County was a little more crowded and noisy, and the number of loose cultivators and young people who came here to wait for the Ziyan Sect's apprenticeship ceremony had increased a lot.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier.

Dense rain lines fell through the air, washing over several streets in Luo County, and streams of foul-smelling sewage floated on the streets.

There were bursts of exclamations from the streets and alleys, and the low-level cultivators who couldn't afford to live in the restaurant, and the mediocre-looking boys and girls on the street hurriedly got up and stood aside, some were protected by their relatives, and some could only hold broken umbrellas and stand up in the pouring rain.

Bang......

The thunder was rolling, and Lin Xing opened his eyes.

Lin Xing's surroundings were hazy, and he couldn't get close to half of the rain and stench, and he looked up at the sky.

Lightning came from far and near, trampling on the dark clouds, coming from the dark horizon, and suddenly dispersed as it approached, turning into a beast with fangs and claws, until the silvery light faded and the roar stopped.

"It's a pity." Lin Xing looked at the lightning with some regret, and he couldn't wait to fly directly and suck it into the thunder pattern in his body to refine, "After all, this place is the territory of the Immortal Gate Purple Flame Sect, and the secret of the thunder pattern can be concealed or concealed, if it is coveted, it will only increase the trouble." ”

The gloomy sky lit up for a moment, then darkened again.

Lin Xing retracted his gaze and turned his head to look at the trembling teenagers on the street corner, the dozen or so teenagers who were shrunk together had green faces, their eyes were staring, the whites of their eyes were full of bloodshots, their clothes were extremely tattered, only three oil-paper umbrellas, one of which had been damaged.

"Huh!"

Lin Xing's eyes were strange.

He found that among these young people, the one holding the broken umbrella was actually the young man in the passing carriage that he had once investigated in the dense forest outside Fengchuan County.

The young man's face was resolute, but there was no family accompanying him, his clothes were ragged, and there was an extra scar at the corner of his eye, blocking a girl with her head down, and the girl's face was densely covered with black pockmarks, which was very terrifying, and her expression was full of inferiority and fear.

Retracting his gaze, Lin Xing got up.

He walked in the direction of the dozen or so young men, and soon came to the resolute-faced young man, looked at the young man deeply, and shook his robe.

The young man's name was Zhao Tian, and when he saw the immortal master who was originally in the distance stepping forward, he couldn't help but change his expression slightly, and he was about to avoid it with his companions, but he saw a hazy light curtain spread around him, covering him and his companions in it, and the dense rain line was suddenly blocked.

"Thank you, Immortal Master......" Zhao Tian and his companions and others bowed their heads one after another, and they were about to say something to Lin Xing.

But I saw Lin Xing find an eaves at random, leaning on it, the hazy spiritual light on his face dissipated, and his eyes fell far away on the sky, where the dark clouds were scattering.

The dazzling purple qi came from the east and turned into the most brilliant purple sphere in the sky, and in an instant, the sky swirled, and the whole world was shrouded in clouds and mist.

The purple sphere exuded a thousand rays of light, with the power to collect everything, and suppressed the small Luo County, at this moment, all the scattered cultivators and young people in Luo County who rushed to the place were suppressed by this might, and they only stared blankly at the air, which was enough to make people unforgettable for a lifetime.

Lin Xing was also stunned.

However, he quickly came back to his senses and knew that the Ziyan Sect had arrived, and this strange scene was the dismount that the Ziyan Sect sent to the people below, and sure enough, the strange scene quickly disappeared, as if what everyone saw just now was an illusion, and with the disappearance of the strange scene, Yunzhou was revealed.

The cloud boat was huge, and hundreds of people were already accommodating it, all looking downward.

"It's the Immortal Master of the Purple Flame Sect who is here!"

"Ziyun Boat deserves to be one of the famous boats in Nanzhou......"

Soon the loose cultivators in Luo County began to discuss, and from time to time there were exclamations from the young people.

Soon, two rays of light on the cloud boat were pressed, revealing a man and a woman who were like gods.

The posture of this man and woman is perfect, both are dressed in green clothes, the male cultivator is carrying a black sheath long sword, and the female cultivator is carrying a white sheath long sword, and the breath of the two echoes each other, like a pair of golden boys and girls.

"Let no one resist."

The two of them spoke in unison, and there seemed to be a special power between their words, which made people feel soothing.

Immediately, a ray of light shot out of the female cultivator's hand and landed on the cloud boat overhead, and then a gentle and huge aura covered it, sweeping over everyone in the entire Luo County, of course, including Lin Xing at this time.

Lin Xing only felt a flower in front of him, and he was photographed on the cloud boat.

Although his position is in the crowd, he can also see Luo County below, from the cloud boat, Luo County has shrunk countless times, in the rain curtain, blood flowers are constantly blooming below, and there are screams of life.

"It seems that the rumor is true." Lin Xing looked down strangely, he recalled what he had seen and heard in Luo County a few days ago, and Lu sighed with emotion, "A few days ago, there was a discussion of loose cultivation, this Ziyun Prefecture contains the magic power of the heart, it is said that this magic power can make people with bad intentions have nothing to hide." ”

Xianmen does things, and sure enough, it doesn't leak.

Even if he recruited loose cultivation cannon fodder, he would eliminate those with bad intentions before entering the mountain gate of the Ziyan Sect, Lin Xing was a little happy in his heart, thanks to the fact that he had no ill will towards the Ziyan Sect in his heart.

But......

Is there really nothing missing?

Lin Xing turned his head to look at the cloud boat, there was a team of white-clothed disciples, counting the number of people.

"Name, place of origin, age, cultivation." The white-clothed disciple led the way was a young man with a grim face and a cold feeling, and he quickly came to Lin Xing.

He glanced at Lin Xing slightly, and knew that there was a loose cultivator in front of him, so the information he asked was less than that of those young people, and Lin Xing's face was as usual.

"Lin Xing, a native of Zhengyang County, Yeguo, is twenty years old, and has ten layers of condensation." Lin Xing responded one by one, not hiding anything, but he remembered the age a little vaguely.

"Ten layers of condensation!"

The white-clothed disciple with a cold face narrowed his eyes, and his tone became very softened: "The mid-level casual cultivation of condensation can directly join my Purple Flame Sect Outer Sect, and the junior brother is invited." ”

As soon as he stretched out his hand, a little monk with a green face and a fourth-layer condensation came forward, took Lin Xing to the cabin, and quickly went down to the second floor of Yunzhou, stopping in front of the thirteenth door.

Lin Xing followed all the way, silently looking around.

When passing by the twelfth gate, the round monk leaning in front of the door moved his nose slightly, and then his eyes flashed, and he looked at Lin Xing a few times, and then suddenly spoke: "This Taoist friend, it seems that he is a fellow Taoist of my generation, and he has seen Taoist friends in Xu Qingfeng, Tuoshan Ridge, Xiatianbei County. ”

Lin Xing turned his head to look.

Xu Qingfeng is a person with a ninth-layer cultivation, a round body covered with a wide gray robe, born with red lips and white teeth, and baby fat on his cheeks, which is very pleasing.

"Zhengyang Mansion Lin Xing, I've seen Taoist friends."

Lin Xing responded with a fist hugging quietly.