Seeing Han Lin's preoccupied look, Meng An immediately opened his mouth to explain: "Young Master, this year, because there is a real person ceremony in the door, the Immortal Ascension Conference was held more than half a year late. Is there a little too many people bothering you?"

Han Lin shook his head and said slowly: "I just feel that with so much fresh blood, my Qingxumen can finally get rid of the slump after the bloody trial back then. This immortal ascension conference is over, and it is a blood-colored trial. I only hope that you will be more competitive this year and end the situation of the sect being green and yellow as soon as possible. ”

Han Lin's words were like a boulder stirring up a thousand waves, which immediately made the monks following behind him excited.

"Young Master, many of us here have signed up for this year's Scarlet Trial. Please rest assured!"

"yes. The previous time was a trial that you participated in with Ding Hao and Han Lin, the two outer elder brothers, as well as Brother Meng An. This time, Senior Brother Murong also signed up to participate. ”

"However, the young master's record of 1.2 million spirit stones that year is the title of the first one in the sky. I estimate that no one will be able to break it for tens of thousands of years!"

"We people, oh no, it's the entire Seven Great Factions, compared to you, it's just the fireflies and the bright moon competing for glory......"

"Yes, yes, yes. It's a pity that the young master has already laid the foundation, otherwise you will sign up for the blood trial, plus the prestige of our Qingxu Gate, like the sky, every call will be answered...... Oh my God! Isn't that invincible in the world? If you sign up, according to my estimate, there will definitely not be a single person in the other six major factions who dares to sign up. ”

Everyone expressed their attitudes and responded enthusiastically. Most of them are Qi cultivation disciples, and the tone of their speech is not high or thick. Some even slapped their ass.

"It turns out that the junior brother also participated in the trial. ”

Hearing Murong Yu's name, Han Lin's face became angry.

He pondered, and after a while, he would come up with a reason to reward him with some magic weapons so that he could survive the bloody trial.

As for what will happen in the trial next, hehe, life and death are fateful, and wealth is in the sky!

He is not the same mother-in-law as Murong.

In his opinion, since it is a personal choice, it should be borne alone.

"I, Han Lin, have suffered hardships, why don't others have to endure them?"

In his opinion, if people want to succeed, they must first ask themselves, what do you have, what do you want, and what are you willing to give up?

"I'm Han Lin, nothing. But I want everything. I'm willing to give up anything in order to reach my goal!"

The discussion behind him was enthusiastic.

But this excitement is theirs, and it has nothing to do with Han Lin at all.

Do not speak of the things of the house, nor of the pain of the body.

The fear of tomorrow cannot be spoken, and the shame of yesterday cannot be spoken.

None of the four shall be spoken to anyone.

At this moment, he felt extremely sad and lonely.

"If Senior Brother Murong unfortunately dies inside, it will be nothing more than one more grave. But if you die, let alone the grave, it is estimated that there is no wooden sign. ”

Touching the scene, Han Lin couldn't help but feel gloomy, and his face darkened.

However, he was not a sentimental person, and he quickly put these mood-affecting emotions behind him.

Since the blood-colored trial was mentioned, Han Lin couldn't help but glance at Meng An, and said lightly: "By the way, Meng An, after the Immortal Ascension Conference is over, you can arrange some people! I have specially inspected the neighboring town this time, and I plan to circle a place in the outer gate and build a trading market on a regular basis! I will go to the Dharma Hall to file at that time. ”

Meng An nodded again and again: "Okay, I've written it down." ”

Han Lin smiled and said to everyone with great righteousness: "That's right." Our generation of monks, in addition to wholeheartedly pursuing the path of immortality and eternal life, must also be concerned about the sect. When the sect is prosperous, the personal path will be smooth. The big guy can take a look, what a precarious life is being spent on the casual cultivation outside. I propose to establish this trading market so that everyone can communicate with each other and develop better in the future. ”

The other monks nodded in agreement.

Looking at the endless stream of young disciples walking by, Han Lin was full of smiles and looked amiable.

"I've been out and about, and I've seen the monks who walk alone, often in danger. It's really a chessboard - so Senior Sister Wang and I saw the injustice and drew our swords to help, punished the traitors and eliminated the evil along the way, and destroyed many demon cultivation nests. ”

He gushed about his glorious deeds outside.

He had already expected that in just half a day, these things he said would be added to the vinegar and spread throughout the entire sect, fueling the noble image of his spiritual son.

So they set out, and the group continued on their way.

Soon walked to the end of the outer gate mountain road, Han Lin turned around, and was reluctant to wave goodbye to the disciples in the Qi cultivation period.

Although "Li Xiao" said big things about the sect, honor and disgrace, everyone nodded and agreed on the surface, but except for a few newcomers who had only practiced for ten years, they took it seriously, and their faces were flushed with excitement, and few others really went to their hearts.

The Immortal Cultivation Realm is so realistic and cruel.

Han Lin had seen many law enforcement disciples, standing there fiddling with the law enforcement armbands on their arms, covering them with their palms neatly and flatly, with a complacent look on their faces.

But does he really love the sect?

What is he proud of?

Han Lin turned around and tried to enter the inner gate with the other foundation building stage senior brothers.

"Hopefully nothing will go wrong......"

Han Lin sighed in his heart, and his face also subconsciously showed hesitation, and then took out the token from his hand.

Like the Moon Concealment Sect, in addition to the fixed-point teleportation array, the Qingxu Gate also has ten avenues that can lead to the inner gate, and as for the other side door paths, there are countless others.

At the same time, a green light flashed in Han Lin's eyes, and he cast a spiritual eye technique and looked towards the inner gate path.

Sure enough, not far away, I saw the unique protective formation of the inner door.

I saw a thin curtain of light blocking my eyes.

The entire inner gate was shrouded in a formation, like a moat, separating the two worlds.

The power is not very powerful, and it is estimated that it can only guard against disciples in the Qi cultivation period.

With Han Lin's current strength, it would take less than a quarter of an hour to crack the violent incursion.

But enough is enough. After all, this array within a formation is generally only a warning.

The token emitted a faint spiritual light, echoing with the formation.

Han Lin stepped forward slowly, cautiously leaning towards the light curtain.

As a result, the formation immediately rippled in circles.

The spiritual power of the large array stretched out, and an entrance appeared, just in time for him to pass through.

"That's it!"

Han Lin was overjoyed in his heart, his expression was as usual, and he walked in with a smile and the people around him.

When everyone had entered, the entrance immediately became smaller.

It was as if I had arrived in another space, the smoke was vast, and the aura was agitated. After only taking a deep breath, Han Lin was very sure that the concentration of aura was at least three times that of the outer gate.

This also means that if you cultivate in the inner gate, the time for promotion will be greatly shortened.

Han Lin is not the real Li Xiao, so naturally he can't choose to go home.

He explained with a smile, but it was the artist who was bold and went directly to the Sword Casting Peak next door.

Not long after entering the inner gate, he met an acquaintance, Elder Song of Vietnam, who had led the team to the Scarlet Trial.

Han Lin secretly held the Pear Garden Hundred Phases Mask in his hand, and silently recited the dream space in his heart, so he mustered up the courage and greeted the senior brothers in the foundation building period with fear.

His identity is the most precious, so he naturally stands at the forefront.

Elder Song exuded a faint yellow light around him, and with a fiery look, he only glanced at them from a distance and nodded. When he took a closer look, he found that the person in charge was the son of his old opponent Li Changfeng, and with a cold snort, he waved his sleeves and rode the crane away.

I didn't notice anything unusual about Han Lin.

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