Yang Lin talked with Sun Wujiao in Sun Wujiao's cave for a long time and then left, because Yang Lin saw Sun Wujiao's hesitant and somewhat coquettish look, and then knew that Sun Wujiao was still a little worried about the big war in a few days, in order to make Sun Wujiao feel at ease, Yang Lin had to say that he wanted to go back to continue cultivating, and after adjusting his condition, he met the challenge of asking Yixin, and sure enough, as soon as Yang Lin's words came out, Sun Wujiao instantly became happy, and personally sent Yang Lin out of the cave, and told Yang Lin at the door of the cave to be careful of the big battle in a few days, don't be careless。

Yang Lin agreed a few times and then flew towards his cave with the Aoki sword dejectedly, originally Yang Lin was still a little eager to further his relationship with Sun Wujiao, but now it seems that this is obviously impossible in these few days, Yang Lin took a whole hour to fly back to his cave house slowly, this speed is not much faster than walking.

After Yang Lin returned to the cave, he took out the futon made of requiem grass, sat cross-legged on it and began to cultivate, but from Yang Lin's somewhat depressed expression, it can be seen that Yang Lin's cultivation mood is not very high now, but now Yang Lin has nothing else to do, "Yes, Lao Jiu gave me a multi-mental technique, let me try if it can be used to practice the exercises while using the "Refining God and Heaven Dafa" to temper the divine sense." Yang Lin thought of this problem when he was bored, and then Yang Lin began to implement it, and the multi-mind technique was running silently in Yang Lin's sea of consciousness, and after a while, the "Ten Thousand Zhangs of the Blue Sky Treasure Book" and the "Great Law of Refining the Gods" were running at the same time, "It's done!" Yang Lin thought with some excitement, it was such a trance, Yang Lin's sea of consciousness was in pain, and the multi-mind technique almost collapsed, Yang Lin hurriedly gathered his mind and began to concentrate on cultivation.

In fact, Yang Lin had already tried to practice together with the "Wanzhang Qingtian Treasure Book" and the "Xuanyuan Divine Clan Quanji", using wood to make fire, and when the two exercises were running at the same time, the cultivation speed of the "Xuanyuan Divine Clan" was significantly faster, but it was the first time to run the "Wanzhang Qingtian Treasure Book" and "The Great Law of Refining the Gods" Yang Lin tried it for the first time, after all, these two exercises were two fundamentally different exercises, and it was extremely difficult to practice at the same time.

After the two exercises ran peacefully, Yang Lin gradually immersed himself in the cultivation, the feeling of practicing at the same time with two fundamentally different exercises was extremely wonderful, there was an indescribable feeling, time would pass very quickly in the cultivation, Yang Lin opened his eyes again and it was the morning of the day of the war, Yang Lin didn't seem to be worried about the upcoming war, I saw that Yang Lin got up and first came to the spirit grass room to use the spirit irrigation technique for Aoki and the King Kong spirit tree, and then went to the spirit beast room to see the anteater ironclad beast that was still sleeping, at this time the little fox was not very willing to take care of Yang Lin, although it did not refuse to be held in Yang Lin's arms now, but its three tails were shrugged, if the three tails of the little fox had already wrapped around Yang Lin's neck, as for the heartless thing like the treasure hunt mouse, Yang Lin didn't feel that he needed to worry about it at all.

After Yang Lin comforted the little fox for a while, he still didn't know where he offended the little fox, and asked the little fox that it didn't tell Yang Lin, which made Yang Lin a little helpless, and then Yang Lin let go of the little fox and walked out of the cave.

After Yang Lin walked out of the cave, he stepped on the Aoki Sword and didn't fly a few steps, he felt that there was something wrong with today's Luoxi Sect, it was too quiet, and the monks who usually gathered in front of the Hall of Merit were gone, Yang Lin flew to the Luoxi Sect's competitive hall with a puzzled mood, this is the place where the disciples and elders of the Luoxi Sect can learn from each other, and even some of the grievances between some disciples can be resolved here, and the disciples who have a deep hatred can also sign a life and death certificate, and there are not a few disciples of the Luoxi Sect who are not as skilled as others in the competitive hall and are killed, Bai Zixu probably also thinks that this is inappropriate, and is discussing the matter of lifting the life and death situation, but it is inevitable that they will not be able to control their hands between the fighting methods, if the life and death form is really canceled, the disciples will inevitably be tied up when they fight the law, so that the competition hall will lose its original intention of sharpening the disciples.

Yang Lin landed in front of the door of the Athletic Hall, and before he took a few steps, Yang Lin sensed the crowd of people in the Athletic Hall, and countless monks were talking in the hall, Yang Lin listened carefully with his divine sense and knew that these monks were talking about the battle between themselves and Wen Yixin, and even some monks with small assets also opened a handicap, but most of the monks did not press Yang Lin to win, because the name Yang Lin was a little unfamiliar, and Wen Yixin was a genius monk who had been famous for a long time.

"Why did I gather so many monks to watch, Bai Zixu really made great efforts to publicize it, probably other sects in Daqian also got the news that there will be monks to watch, this Bai Zixu is really confident in me, I'm not afraid that I will lose the face of the Luoxi Sect." Yang Lin thought about it, and then shook his head and stepped into the competition hall, as soon as Yang Lin arrived in the competition hall, countless pairs of eyes fell on him, it turned out that the other monks had already sat down on the layers of seats, and some elders also had their own private rooms, at this time, Yang Lin instantly attracted attention as soon as he entered from the door.

"That's Elder Yang Lin, right?", "It should be, it's very face-to-face, I've seen the question of the Flying Sword Pavilion" Under the gaze of the crowd, a burst of discussion made Yang Lin a little shy, and then Yang Lin suddenly saw Sun Wujiao sitting on a seat very close to the arena and beckoning to him, and Sun Wumei was sitting next to Sun Wujiao, Yang Lin saw this, straightened his chest and arched his hand to all the monks in the arena and said, "In Xia Yang Lin, it's polite." , This sentence implied spiritual power, so it was extremely loud, and all the chattering voices disappeared in an instant, and everyone watched Yang Lin step by step on the arena.

After Yang Lin stepped on the arena, he smiled at Sun Wujiao and sat down cross-legged, asking Yixin has not come yet, Yang Lin had to wait, after half a pillar of incense, there was a sound of breaking the sky in the distance, Yang Lin opened his eyes and just saw a huge flying sword-shaped flying magic weapon flying towards the competition hall, and on the tip of the sword of this flying magic weapon stood a man in white fluttering, due to the distance Yang Lin did not see the appearance of this male cultivator clearly, but his intuition told Yang Lin that this male cultivator was asking a heart.

After a few breaths, the flying sword gradually flew in, Yang Lin finally saw the appearance of Wen Yixin, and asked Yixin compared to a few years ago There is no change in appearance, but it seems to be a little calmer, although Wen Yixin's appearance is not as handsome as Li Yulang, but it can definitely throw Yang Lin a few streets away from ordinary people, Sun Wujiao has no mind about this kind of monk who coexists with appearance and strength, which shows that she has a deep affection for Yang Lin.

The flying sword fell in front of the door of the arena, and dozens of monks from the Flying Sword Pavilion walked down from the flying sword, most of these monks were elders of the Jindan period, and there was also a Yuanying monk from the Flying Sword Pavilion, that is, the more calm Wang Feiteng, "go" Wang Feiteng gave an order, and a group of monks from the Flying Sword Pavilion stepped into the arena, their seats in the Luoxi Sect had already been prepared, and the monks of the Flying Sword Pavilion sat down in turn under the leadership of Wang Feiteng, and after staring at Yang Lin for a few moments, he stepped on the arena, and then Yang Lin also got up and looked carefully at Wen Yixin, who was known as a cultivation genius.

After a few breaths, Yang Lin and Wen Yixin both stood a few feet away from each other, and the battle seemed to be on the verge of breaking out, "Flying Sword Pavilion, ask Yixin" Wen Yixin hugged Yang Lin and said, "Luoxi Sect, Yang Lin" Yang Lin also returned the salute.

"Ahem, cough, cough" At this time, a coughing sound came, and the arena, which was originally still a little talkative, instantly became silent, because this coughing sound was made by Bai Zixu, and I saw Bai Zixu stand up from a seat closest to the arena and said, "This fight is up to the end, you can't fight for your life, the old man is here to supervise, if one party obviously does not support the old man will stop this fight, you can understand" Bai Zixu said to Yang Lin and Wen Yixin, "Obey the decree of the Taishang" Yang Lin returned, "Yes" Ask Yixin to return.

"In this way, let's start" Bai Zixu waved his hand, and a transparent cover rose from the arena, covering Yang Lin and Wen Yixin inside, this was to prevent their fight from hurting the monks outside the arena.

"Please give advice" After Yang Lin finished speaking, he summoned his magic weapon - a flying sword that seemed to be made of stainless steel, "Please advise" Yang Lin also summoned his own Aoki sword after Yang Lin called out the Aoki sword, and after Yang Lin called out the Aoki sword, a trace of shock flashed on his face, followed by a look of jealousy and greed, Yang Lin observed the change in his expression and felt a little strange, " Oh, it turns out that he is the body of the sword spirit, the body of this sword spirit is born with a metallic heavenly spirit root, and can perceive the quality of the flying sword magic weapon, and the spirit of the flying sword is very powerful, presumably it is this question Yixin who feels the extraordinary nature of your Aoki sword will reveal such an expression" This time, Lao Jiu did not wait for Yang Lin to ask, so he told Yang Lin about the situation of asking Yixin.

"Hmph, no matter what kind of sword spirit body he has, he will be defeated today" Yang Lin said magnanimously in the sea of knowledge, then he raised the Aoki sword and took the lead in attacking Qian.