After the incident, all the disciples were full of questions, and they were curious about the black-clothed young man, but there were still important things to do, and they had to deal with the current affairs first.

It's just that the scene is a little hot.

"Which elder's disciple is that little brother in black?"

"I didn't think it just now, but now if you take a closer look, this little brother is still very handsome!"

"I think he's the same age as me, but he's so strong!

Wait a minute.

Helplessly, the disciples of the Pure Meditation, all kinds of questions about Lin Linshan from the beginning were suddenly transferred to questions about the black-clothed young man, for Lin Linshan is okay, some irrelevant questions can be known, but for the black-clothed young man, people's understanding of him is almost only limited to his name is Zhang Tiansheng, and the others don't know anything at all, and they don't even know why the Liyuan of the three elders appeared in his hands, is it an apprentice?

So just when these disciples didn't know anything, these new teenagers and girls spread a story about the cultivation of a hidden master as the pillar of the sect.

And Zhang Tiansheng, as the protagonist of the story, didn't know these things, so he was very confused, and he didn't know why these people looked at him a little wrong.

It is also understandable, after all, Liyuan rushed out with his own consciousness, Zhang Tiansheng didn't know anything about it, and even if he knew, he couldn't control it, but he was inexplicably regarded as a master, even if he sat there without saying a word, those teenagers and girls would deliberately silence and look at him when they passed by, which was another kind of masterful demeanor.

Zhang Tiansheng was indeed sitting there, because the work of guiding had been done, and he was thinking about another thing.

What kind of sword is Liyuan?

It seems to be extremely sensitive to evil things, is it something that has been accumulated by killing cultists for many years, and has formed a certain consciousness? Or is it full of righteous aura at the beginning of its formation of the sword spirit, specializing in punishing evil spirits?

Of course, he couldn't figure it out.

The forging of the Spirit Sword requires endless effort and provisions, and how can he understand that he is a layman who has not even entered the cultivation sect? The road is long, but at this moment, his state of mind has undergone a lot of changes.

He has made up his mind to fulfill Lin Linshan's entrustment, that is, to die, and to see what he looks like after leaving the abyss in his hand and walking all over the world.

Maybe it's going to be very different from what it is now!

Zhang Tiansheng is looking forward to it.

Suddenly, a little fat man like a tank jumped out of nowhere, which frightened Zhang Tiansheng, and the former seemed to be very happy and excited.

"Senior brother!" the little fat man slapped Zhang Tiansheng's shoulder fiercely.

"Huh?" Zhang Tiansheng looked up, not knowing what he was going to do, "What senior brother?"

"Just now, the four elders found me and said that they would accept me as a disciple of the family lineage, and I will be your junior brother from now on!" The little fat man was proud, "In the future, we will be under the same sect, of course we will be senior brothers!"

"Who is under the same door as you?" Zhang Tiansheng asked.

When the little fat man heard this, he was embarrassed for a moment, and then quickly returned to normal, and said with a smile: "Senior brother, don't say that! After all, we will be in the same division in the future, and there will always be times to help each other!"

"But I'm not anyone's disciple?"

"Don't pretend, senior brother, I can see it!" the little fat man triumphantly stretched out two fingers to his eyes, "That sword, the sword is three feet three feet long, the blue light contains spirit, the aura is cold and deep, and it is incomparable, I can see at a glance that it is the sword of the three elders, Liyuan!"

"You know a lot. Zhang Tiansheng did not deny it and said with a smile.

"That's!" said the little fat man, even more proudly.

"But even then, I'm not your fellow disciple. ”

"It's all that—it's style!" the little fat man's expression was distorted, and his body was also distorted, dancing with his hands, and he exaggerated in a long voice, "Not yet?"

"Not really. Zhang Tiansheng affirmed.

"Am I stupid when you are a brother?" The little fat man was obviously a little unhappy, thinking that Zhang Tiansheng was teasing him.

"He gave me this sword, and I'm really not a disciple of Pure Meditation. "Zhang Tiansheng is very sincere.

"You're not done yet, aren't you? Who would give away the spirit sword that he had cultivated all his life's work? Do you have a bubble in your brain?" The little fat man jumped to his feet in anger, and simply got up and turned around and left, and immediately decided not to associate with this person again, it was not true.

"He couldn't stand up anymore, so he gave it to me. Zhang Tiansheng lowered his eyes, some sadness was revealed, and in the ring in his hand, the spirit sword screamed.

The little fat man froze in place for a moment, turned his head blankly, looked surprised, and asked, "Really?"

"Yes. ”

"I heard that Lin Dang Qi Lin was killed in battle?"

"Yes. ”

"Woohoo woe! I thought it was that boring rumor!" The little fat man's accent suddenly became normal, which made him a little unaccustomed to it, and the sudden change was really scary.

"How can you ......" Zhang Tiansheng hesitated.

"Lin Lao Zhenren, is my grandfather's friend, not long ago my grandfather passed away, before closing the eyes let me come to the pure view, one is to inform Lin Lao of this matter, the other is to learn some skills here, go home to get his inheritance. The little fat man's face was gloomy, and he sat down again, "Lin Lao also hugged me, I was very impressed with him, he was very kind and reasonable." ”

"How can such a person die! And let his apprentices not be able to lift a sword, isn't this God going to cut off people's back roads!" The little fat man's facial features were tangled, and he grinned his teeth.

He burst into tears, I don't know if he was really sad about Lin Dangqi's death, or if he remembered his grandfather, or something else, but after all, this expression was not fake, Zhang Tiansheng could see it.

"Condolences change. Zhang Tiansheng didn't know what to comfort, so he had to pretend to take out a word that he had just learned not long ago, and he didn't know if he used it correctly.

"But......" The little fat man snorted and raised his head again, "Why did the Third Elder give you the sword?"

"I don't know, maybe I happen to be there. ”

"Oh. ”

"No!" the little fat man remembered something again, and shouted, startling Zhang Tiansheng.

"What's going on?"

"Since you are not a disciple of the Pure Meditation Sect, why can you be a receiving disciple here?" the little fat man stared at Zhang Tiansheng's eyes, as if he could see through all hypocrisy.

"I was tricked. Zhang Tiansheng said truthfully.

Why did it become a hand for four people? It's very tiring, okay!

He wanted to roar, but reason shut him up.

"Hmm. The little fat man was speechless, "Then will you always be here?"

"Perhaps, but one day I will go down the mountain and see all the things in this world, and walk all the roads in this world. Zhang Tiansheng looked into the distance, it was the layers of green, and there was occasionally a little bit of people," I promised him. ”

The little fat man immediately knew who this "he" was referring to, and nodded lightly in agreement.

"My name is Zhao Tianhao. The little fat man said, "My grandfather is the ancestor of Beishan, you should know." ”

"What?"

"My name is Zhao Tianhao. ”

"Who is your grandfather?"

"Beishan Ancestor?"

"Who?"

"Don't you know?!Beishan Ancestor, don't you know?!" Zhao Tianhao's expression seemed to be as uncomfortable as swallowing a fist, and he seemed to be extremely surprised by this.

"Ah, I don't know. Zhang Tiansheng was confused, as if this was something unbelievable.

"I ...... Alas, forget it!" Zhao Tianhao waved his hand, and he didn't want to pursue it, after all, this person is indeed a little tiring.

"My name is Zhang Tiansheng. ”

"Got it. ”

The young man in black straightened up, looking left and right.

"What's wrong?" the little fat man Zhao Tianhao asked puzzled.

"It's time to eat. ”

......

The last day's work was finally over, but it was later than the previous day, and a hundred disciples had already been screened out, just waiting for the mountain worship meeting to be held in some time.

And these 100 disciples are not pure contemplation disciples, among them, there are only a dozen or so people who are likely to become personal disciples, and the rest will eventually only be ordinary disciples, and each personal disciple will teach them the Tao and guide them in their cultivation as a teaching.

So, the battle of these people has only just begun.

However, there are always some exceptions to the backdoor.

For example, there was a man named Zhao Tianhao, who was accepted as a personal disciple on the spot.

It's a pity that there are rumors that this person was extremely arrogant at the time, which led to being beaten up by a grumpy woman on the spot.