"Hmm, old man, when did I have the ability to predict the unknown, just finished talking about this girl, this girl is really here!"

When Xiao Lin entered his room with his front foot, Zong Song on his back foot found Hua Zheng coming from this side with a smile on her face, and what else was she holding in her hand, which seemed to be a piece of clothing?

Zong Song glanced back at Xiao Lin's door, then quickly got up and opened the orchard gate.

"Uncle Shi is early!"

Hua Zheng, who originally wanted to call the door, saw that the gate of the orchard was just open, and immediately politely shouted to Zong Song, who opened the door.

"Uh-huh, Zheng girl, isn't it the Lingchi Conference today, why don't you go to the martial arts training ground, why did you come to my place?" Zong Song nodded lightly, then looked at the brand-new clothes in Hua Zheng's hand and asked.

"Uncle Shi, I'm here to deliver clothes to Brother Xiao Lin, yesterday I saw that his clothes were a little worn, so I went back to make one for him, by the way, what about Brother Xiao Linge? Is he in there?" asked Hua Zheng.

"Yes, he practiced another night last night, so he hasn't gotten up yet, I'll call you!" Zong Song said, and then turned around and shouted into the orchard.

Xiao Lin, who had just been lying on his stomach for a while, heard Zong Song's cry again, but this time he didn't pay attention to it, thinking that the other party was still playing tricks on himself.

"Stinky boy, stinky boy!"

Zong Song shouted several times, but he didn't see Xiao Lin come out of the room.

"Uncle Shi, it is estimated that Brother Xiao Lin is still asleep, so don't scream, this dress should be suitable for him to wear, and when Brother Xiao Lin wakes up, give him this dress!" When Hua Zheng saw that Zong Song screamed several times and didn't see Xiao Lin come out, he immediately thought that the other party was still asleep.

While Hua Zheng was talking, she handed over the clothes in her hand to Zong Song's hands.

"Zheng girl, why don't you call him personally, this kid will come out immediately as soon as you call him!" Zong Song suggested.

Hua Zheng shook his head and said, "No, let Brother Xiao Lin sleep a little longer, I'm just coming over to send clothes to Brother Xiao Lin, and the master is still waiting for me to go back!"

"Okay, I'll take this dress for the stinky boy, and when he gets up, I'll make sure he washes his body before putting it on. Zong Song nodded.

"Well, then it's troublesome Uncle Shi, Hua Zheng will leave first!" Hua Zheng finished speaking, then glanced at the closed door in the orchard, and then left quickly.

"It's really a good girl, and I don't know what blessings this stinky boy made in his last life, so that such a girl can be remembered!" Looking at the petite figure of Hua Zheng leaving, Zong Song muttered in his mouth.

Immediately, after Zong Song closed the gate of the orchard again, he took his clothes and walked to Xiao Lin's door.

"Stinky boy, if you don't get up again, you won't have time to take a bath, and if you don't take a bath, you won't want to wear the new clothes sent by the Zheng girl!" Zong Song knocked on the door, and then shouted at the top of his voice.

"Dead old man, are you bothered, I don't take a bath, I don't wear it" Xiao Lin yelled with his eyes closed, but when he was halfway through his words, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, so his eyes opened again in the next second.

"Whew!"

A sound of breaking wind sounded in the room, and in an instant, Xiao Lin came from the bed to the door.

"Old man, what did you just say, Sister Zheng sent me new clothes, where is it?" As soon as the door was opened, Xiao Lin couldn't wait to ask.

And before Zong Song could speak, he saw the clothes in the other party's hand, so he snatched them at once.

"Old man, why didn't you call me when Sister Zheng came just now!" After snatching the clothes, Xiao Lin suddenly remembered something, and then yelled directly at Zong Song.

"Stinky boy, do you dare to say that I didn't call you?" Zong Song said in a deep voice with a pair of big eyes.

"Ugh"

Hearing this, Xiao Lin was speechless, because he remembered that Zong Song had indeed called himself before, but he didn't pay attention to it.

Knowing that he had wronged someone, Xiao Lin was a little embarrassed for a while, and when he plucked up the courage to apologize, Zong Song looked at the sky and muttered: "If someone doesn't go to the shower again, then there is really no need to wear this new set of clothes!"

"Whew!"

Before Zong Song's words fell, he only heard a sound of breaking wind ringing from his ears, and in the next second, Xiao Lin was gone.

"This stinky boy!"

Seeing Xiao Lin quickly go to take a bath, Zong Song shook his head helplessly and scolded, and then he walked slowly towards his room, the apprentices all changed into new clothes to wear, so can the master be bad!

Half an hour later, the rejuvenated Xiao Lin appeared in front of Zong Song.

"I'm a good girl, this kite girl's craftsmanship is really good, and this dress is too good-looking!" Zong Song said with envy.

"Hehe, that's a must, how about the old man, did I wear this dress and become a lot more handsome!" Xiao Lin said with a smile.

As soon as Zong Song heard this, he immediately put on a serious look and looked Xiao Lin up and down, and then after a few seconds, he shook his head slightly and said: "The clothes are indeed good-looking, but the people who wear them are a little worse, if the old man wears this dress when he is young, it can definitely fascinate thousands of girls."

Listening to Zong Song's words, Xiao Lin rolled his eyes, and then walked towards the outside of the orchard without looking away

In the martial arts training ground, there was still half an hour before the official start of the Lingchi Conference, but at this time, hundreds of people had gathered around the martial arts training ground, many of them were participating, and of course there were some veteran disciples.

"I've heard that this year's first-round challenge system has changed, and the opponents are no longer arranged according to the level of cultivation as before. ”

"Of course, I've heard that this year's first round of competition is a challenge with no restrictions on cultivation, which means that it is possible that a strong person who cultivates the ninth layer of qi will face a fourth-layer qi cultivator. ”

"Hey, if I had done this last year, I might have a chance to finish in the top 10!"

Some of the veteran disciples who were overage, but their cultivation was still at the Qi cultivation level, gathered together and whispered, and they were all discussing some new competition systems for this year's Spirit Pool Conference.

Compared with previous years, this year's first round of Lingchi ranking battles contains a hint of luck, which means that even if your strength is not good, as long as your luck is good enough, you are still qualified to hit the top fifteen.

Of course, if you want to get the top fifteen rankings, strength is also an indispensable part, after all, it is impossible for an individual to be lucky all the time, and strength in the cultivation realm is still king.

And just when everyone was talking, Xiao Lin and Zong Song had already come to the surroundings of the martial arts training ground.

"Hehe, can't you imagine that there are still a lot of people!" Xiao Lin looked at the young men holding spirit cards, and then smiled lightly.

When he walked towards this side, Zong Song had already roughly introduced the new competition system of this year's Spirit Pool Conference to Xiao Lin, and when Xiao Lin listened, he understood why he reminded the disciples of the fourth layer of Qi cultivation that they did not need to participate when they signed up.

The opponents of all the competitions are randomly selected, which means that the disciples of the fourth layer of Qi cultivation may unfortunately meet the disciples of the ninth layer of Qi training, and in this way, there is no suspense at all.

And in order to reduce unnecessary time, all the disciples who suggested that the fourth-level Qi cultivation disciples did not need to sign up on the day of registration.

This is because the new competition system is very unfair to disciples with low cultivation.

After Xiao Lin glanced at the people on the martial arts training ground with his eyes, he looked down at the spirit card in his hand and smiled bitterly, I don't know if it was God's trick, he got the forty-fourth number by chance.

Although Xiao Lin treats any number equally, I'm afraid others won't think so, after all, the meaning of two fours is different in the eyes of some people.

After smiling bitterly, Xiao Lin put away his spirit card, and at this moment, his brows furrowed slightly, because he felt as if someone was staring at him, and the other party didn't seem to be very friendly.

When Xiao Lin casually looked to his right, he saw a pair of angry eyes falling on him through several people.

"It's him!"

Xiao Lin secretly said in his heart, and then he smiled slightly at the owner of the pair of eyes.

But when the owner of the pair of eyes saw Xiao Lin smiling at him, the anger in his eyes suddenly became even worse, because in his eyes, the other party was laughing at him.

"Bastard, you dare to laugh at me, damn it!" Liu Zong gritted his teeth and said angrily, and just now he was staring at Xiao Lin with angry eyes.

Since Liu Zong was beaten by Xiao Lin and vomited blood, he has been ridiculed by people for a month, and he thinks that the reason why he is like this is all because of Xiao Lin's harm, so for the latter, Liu Zong has an urge to gnaw his flesh and drink his blood.

And in order to achieve this goal, Liu Zong practiced tirelessly for a whole month, and his hard work paid off, and finally his cultivation broke through a few days ago, which means that his cultivation had reached the eighth level of qi cultivation at this time.

That's it, Liu Zong at this time has a lot of confidence in defeating Xiao Lin, after all, the other party's cultivation has only improved for two months, so it is definitely impossible to make a breakthrough before the conference like him.

Although Liu Zong was right, Xiao Lin's cultivation had indeed not improved, but he didn't expect that Xiao Lin hadn't used all his strength when he defeated him, so

"Disciples, be quiet, the Lingchi Conference is about to start, please consciously stand around the eight rings, your opponents will wait for the top three of the last Lingchi Conference to draw for you. ”

Just as Xiao Lin retracted his gaze, a loud voice sounded on the martial arts training ground, and then a young man stepped on a flying sword and landed on the ring in the center of the martial arts training ground.

(Collect!)