In the past few days, Han Lin found that the Lingyue Sect had become busy at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and both the inner and outer disciples were immersed in cultivation, and even the miscellaneous disciples who had always been lazy and unwilling to cultivate were busy taking some time out to cultivate.

Han Lin was a little puzzled at first, what was going on in the sect, it wasn't until Jiao Yang told him that there was going to be a great competition in the Lingyue sect, and it was estimated which elder had the intention of accepting disciples, that he suddenly realized.

"And this big contest is not only for inner disciples, but even outer disciples and miscellaneous disciples can participate. ”

In other words, no matter whether Dabi wins this time or not, as long as he can enter the eyes of the inner elders, he will have the opportunity to become his disciple. ”

When Jiao Yang said this, he looked at Han Lin with a smile on his face, with a hint of sincerity in his eyes, as if he hoped that Han Lin would participate in this big competition.

After all, with Han Lin's talent, even if his cultivation is not high at the moment, he will definitely achieve quite a lot in the future, and he has a great chance of being accepted as an apprentice by the inner door elders.

If Han Lin became a core disciple, then he would be able to get that answer for himself, the answer he had been searching for all his life.

But Han Lin's eyes dodged, and he didn't seem to want to talk about this issue, so Jiao Yang didn't say much.

He knew that Han Lin had a stubborn personality, and although he was gentle to people on weekdays, once he made a decision, he would not change it easily.

In fact, Han Lin also had some intention in his heart, he was eager to get ahead, if he could win this big competition......

It's just that Han Lin thought about it, he was also practicing the cultivation of the fifth layer of qi at the moment, and he might be the most top-notch existence in the outer gate, but after entering the inner gate, the fifth layer of qi cultivation was not enough, and he might not be able to get the first place.

And the most important thing is that Han Lin is not sure whether the ancient strange things on his body will be discovered by others, you must know that on the day of Dabi, even the head of the Lingyue Sect will come in person, that is the power of the Yuan Infant Stage, a furious wind and thunder, you can see through the nine shades of heaven and earth at a glance.

Therefore, Han Lin thought twice and decided to give up participating in this sect competition. There were many murders and treasures in the cultivation realm, and Han Lin didn't want to threaten his life for a chance to get ahead.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a while, chatted about the things in the sect, and Jiao Yang told some strange things in the cultivation realm, and for a while, the two talked about the world and the world, the past and the present, and they were very happy.

When it was time for Jiao Yang to say goodbye, he suddenly frowned at Han Lin and said,

"Xiaolinzi, Du Xiaomei is out of customs. ”

After speaking, he quickly closed the door and ran away, leaving Han Lin alone in the room to chew on his words......

"Senior Sister Du, you're out of customs. ”

Han Lin muttered these words repeatedly in his mouth, and there was gradually some strange brilliance in his eyes.

Today, no matter how much Han Lin told him to concentrate on cultivation, his mind could never be calm. The three words of Du Xiaomei lingered in his heart like a spell, making him overwhelmed.

In the evening, Han Lin simply stopped practicing cross-legged, he took out the portrait of Du Xiaomei that he had copied, looked up and down, and inadvertently outlined a smile on the corner of his mouth.

The bright moonlight slid down the wooden window of the house, and every wisp of it, like silver silk, could be touched by reaching out, and a touch of tenderness rose in Han Lin's heart.

The moonlight tonight reminded him a lot, the back mountain of Qinghua Village, and those villagers, Uncle Meng, and aunts......

It also reminded Han Lin of the beautiful woman looking back in the moonlight that night, the cold moonlight, the cold person, this scene on Lingyue Mountain, Han Lin knew that no matter how many years passed, it would be engraved in his mind forever like a picture scroll.

He put away the scroll, put it close to his body, got up and walked out of the door, Han Lin had a premonition in his heart, the moon was shining tonight, and he might be able to see the person he had always wanted to see.

Han Lin went out, and by the moonlight, he looked at the small mountain peak from afar, hoping to see a slender figure there, but the reality disappointed him after all, there were only a few lonely trees......

Han Lin suddenly breathed a sigh of relief for no reason, he analyzed his heart, only to find that even he himself couldn't understand what he was thinking?

I hope that Du Xiaomei will stand there, a beautiful woman under the moon, slim and elegant. I don't know what Du Xiaomei should say if he really stands there.

Han Lin pondered, he looked at the moon in the sky, tonight was the time of the full moon again, but why was he alone.

Cultivating immortals, cultivating immortals, cultivating is a 10,000-year-old lonely immortal.

Once you set foot on the road of cultivating immortals, it is like stepping on a burning single-plank bridge, you can only move forward, not backward, and there is no one by your side to accompany you.

Han Lin smiled suddenly, as if he was laughing at himself,

"When did Han become a sentimental person?"

"Now that the decision has been made, why grieve and regret it!"

Han Lin's eyes gradually brightened, and his eyes showed a determined color,

"Han has made the decision to cultivate immortals, so there is no way back, if you want to cultivate, you will cultivate to the true immortals, high above. ”

He took out the bamboo flute pinned to his waist and gently put it to his mouth, and a melodious and light music came from the flute, and the sound wave spread out like a wave after a circle.

In the third section of returning to his hometown under the moon, the champion returned to his hometown.

The white moonlight sprinkled on Han Lin's body, as if he had put on a silver-white robe, and with the sound of his music, the trees under the hill were windless, as if they were dancing to the music......

I don't know how long it took, Han Lin suddenly felt a sight fall on him, he turned to look, only to find a white dress standing behind him at some point.

Du Xiaomei didn't speak, a pair of ancient eyes looked at Han Lin calmly, and there was silence all around, only some insect chirping sounded from time to time.

"Senior Sister Du,"

Han Lin shouted softly, and then he didn't know what to say, just looked at Du Xiaomei blankly.

The two seemed to be in the middle of a picture, and neither of them spoke.

"I'm out of the customs today, and I have nowhere to go, so I'm here to see you. ”

Du Xiaomei said without a trace of emotion, like a piece of ice that has not melted for thousands of years, and the cold made the surroundings lonely, and even the sound of insects disappeared.

"Thank you Senior Sister Du for your concern, Senior Brother has been quite comfortable staying in Lingyue Sect these days, and Senior Brother Jiao has also taken care of it. ”

Han Lin bowed with his fists and buried his head very low. On the one hand, he was grateful to Du Xiaomei for leading him into the Tao, and on the other hand, he was also afraid that the look on his face would conflict with the beauty.

"In that case, then I'm leaving. ”

Just like last time, Du Xiaomei just came to ask Han Lin if he was used to being with this miscellaneous disciple, and left after asking, without dragging his feet in the slightest.

"Congratulations to Senior Sister Du. ”

Han Lin's head was buried even lower.

"You ......"

Du Xiaomei wanted to speak and stopped, there was a trace of waves in her eyes, and she suddenly said,

"If Jin Zhifei is looking for trouble with you, you can contact me with this thing. ”

She took out a token from the storage bag, and with a flick of her fingers, the token was suspended in front of Han Lin......

After doing all this, Du Xiaomei flew away.

Only then did Han Lin raise his head and look in the direction of Du Xiaomei's departure, without blinking for a long time.

"It's a pity, this little girl is not bad, how can there be a death and calamity?"

Dao Fang's shrill voice sounded in Han Lin's mind out of place......