Time flies in a blink of an eye, eight years have passed, and the once handsome boy has grown into a young man with a unique temperament in the delicate, although he is not a little white face, but the calm and indifference between the eyebrows is dizzying.

In eight years, Lin Cheng has left the sight of most people, but as long as he knows him, everyone is respectful.

Eight years ago, Jiang Yuning disappeared inexplicably, and the Yunhai Sect thoroughly investigated, and the final result could not be known to outsiders, but the disciple named Yan Ming was killed by the sect in public, and his soul was destroyed and he could not enter the reincarnation. And what should be known in the sect is already known, and even if they do, they can't believe it.

Zhuji can fight Jindan, Jindan can fight Yuanying, these are those peerless geniuses, the first person in the South China Sea region once fought Yuanying at the time of Jindan, and successfully escaped. But all this is just a war, and fighting without dying is a peerless genius. But there will never be a foundation for refining qi warfare, this is a qualitative difference, this is the first way to ask the truth of cultivation. And now it is not only fighting, but also exterminating. The Yunhai Sect even suspected that it was the other three major sects of Lone Star Island that rescued Lin Cheng and sold a great favor.

A month later, Bei Qingfeng sent a storage bag, which contained 10,000 spirit stones and 1,000 copies of second-grade pill materials, as well as a Five Forbidden Alchemy Furnace. Lin Cheng knew that this was the lottery head knocked down by Bei Qing from Dongyue Peak or the sect master, and it must be a fraction of the lottery heads. The sect is building a foundation to kill the Qi refining cultivators of the same sect, but he is still a genius alchemist, and no one will agree if you don't give an explanation.

In the residence, Lin Cheng slowly dissipated the little blue light on his fingertips, stood up and walked out. The blue mangs abandoned all the complexity, just fire, not the fire of the blue smoke of the spiritual fire, but the pure fire that turned blue under its influence. The Divine Power List was still just a blank stone tablet, but Lin Cheng already had his own guess. There must be a more powerful move on top of the spell, which may be supernatural powers. And the destruction of the world and the burning of the sky and the boiling of the sea are not caused by the spells they know, it is very likely to be supernatural powers. And the reason why the consumption of one finger to kill Jiang Yuning by himself is so large, I am afraid that there are some magical powers.

Come to the beach outside Lone Star Island and wait silently.

"Hey, who is this senior brother, why have you never seen it?"

There were many disciples of the Yunhai Sect waiting for the warship here, and some of them saw Lin Cheng asking his companion with a puzzled expression.

The few people gathered around also shook their heads, but they didn't dare to step forward and take the initiative to talk. Lin Cheng's detached temperament made people feel ashamed of themselves when they stood in front of him, even if they didn't know him, they were not easy to mess with.

These are all new disciples in the past few years, some people may have seen Lin Cheng, but that was also when Lin Cheng was fourteen or fifteen years old.

"Shut up!"

A young man who had just walked by a few people let out a low sigh, looked at Lin Cheng cautiously, and saw that he was still carefully combing the white hair of the little white bear, so he turned his head to look at a few people and whispered, "Go back and ask your master." ”

"Tsuki?"

Such doubts arose in the hearts of several people.

The disciple shook his head slightly and said no more, and after a while, the three foundation building monks who were in charge of the Yunhai Sect came over one after another, two of them walked towards Lin Cheng with a smile and talked with a pleasant face, and the other had a look on his face.

The crowd didn't have to wait long when a warship flew rapidly in the distant sky and stopped above the beach in the blink of an eye. However, this time it did not stop in mid-air, but slowly landed.

"Elder Duan Fei!"

The middle-aged monk who was chatting with Lin Cheng was stunned and immediately greeted him, and the others were also surprised and inexplicable, and they didn't dare to make the same noise as before.

An old man with white hair who stepped down from the warship first had a majestic expression, and the momentum that occasionally emanated from Gu Pan made people feel awe. It was the Elder of the Hall of Merit, Jindan Monk Duan Fei.

Zuo Tianming, who was in the crowd following Duan Fei, bowed to Duan Fei and signaled that he was coming to you.

Duan Fei nodded slightly towards the three foundation building monks who greeted him first, and asked indifferently, "Who is Lin Cheng?"

The three of them turned their heads to look at Lin Cheng, and just as they were about to open their mouths, their expressions were stunned.

Lin Cheng was there, but he still didn't raise his head at this moment, as if an elder in the Jindan period was indeed not as important as Xiaoxiong's status in his mind.

"Ahem. ”

The young man in the leader coughed twice and said, "Lin Cheng, Elder Duan called you." ”

Lin Cheng raised his eyelids, lowered his eyes and bowed to salute, "I've seen Elder Duan." ”

Duan Fei frowned, his face showed displeasure, and he snorted coldly and said, "You go and pack your things immediately now, and return to the sect with me." ”

Lin Cheng looked at the other party calmly, and said calmly: "I'm sorry, I won't go back!"

"Presumptuous!"

Duan Fei was furious, and shouted angrily The momentum of the Golden Pill Period burst out, and the three Zhuji in front of him immediately felt as if they were carrying a thousand catties of heavy burden, and the Qi Refining Stage cultivators around him were even more irresistibly crushed to the ground, and many people were bleeding from the corners of their mouths. And Lin Cheng, who was facing his coercion, looked calm, and this kind of pressure was dispensable for Lin Cheng, who had mastered many secret methods and had an extremely condensed soul.

"Why is it presumptuous?"

Lin Cheng smiled indifferently, with a slight mockery in his eyes. Pointing to the many Qi refining peers who had been suppressed by its momentum and had already caused internal injuries, he said, "Maybe in your eyes, the Qi refining period is just ants. I know that you came in person and thought that you had given me Lin Cheng's great face, and even you were reluctant to come. But in what name are you here? As an elder of the Hall of Merit, you can't command me. As a sect, I Lin Cheng doesn't owe anything to the sect, and you know whether the sect owes me or not. And ......"

Lin Cheng's tone was calm but firm: "Nine years ago, I left the sect and came to Lone Star Island, and at that time, my master had a request to me that I should not leave Lone Star Island and return to the sect. Unless the sect asks me to go back, remember, yes!"

Duan Fei came to open his mouth and asked himself the first sentence, where Lin Cheng still didn't know that this was the opportunity to return to the sect, and it must be that the sect had something to find him. With this understanding, Lin Cheng admired his master Ji Chengming even more. Nine years ago, Ji Chengming knew that the sect would look for him, and he deliberately pointed out that it was an invitation, and it was definitely not untargeted. In his mind, the mysterious, thin, and sloppy middle-aged man was no longer a foundation building monk, and since he said so, he would definitely not fall into danger, and he must have his intentions.

"Look for death!"

Duan Fei was furious, and a giant hand transformed by spiritual power slapped towards Lin Cheng, and if he was hit, he would not die, and he would be seriously injured.

Everyone was stunned, and they didn't react for a while, and they were shocked when they saw the giant palm falling.

And at this moment, Lin Cheng was not surprised or afraid, he just looked at the woman who was standing there in the sky, thinking in his heart how Ji Chengming did it. At this moment, he finally knew how powerful Ji Chengming was, and he couldn't admire it!

The woman flying quickly in the sky didn't care about what was happening under her feet, but Duan Fei inadvertently glanced at it when she exuded momentum. And at this glance, she immediately saw an indifferent smiling face, this face she vaguely remembered, although it was no longer the teenager of the past, but the calm demeanor she could feel was that person. This person is the female cultivator who was rescued by Lin Cheng and then killed Mo Jiao.

The next moment, the sky-high sword qi suddenly emanated, and there was no spell or sword drawing, just a sharp sword qi. This sword qi was formless and substantial, but it wrenched the giant palm that was only three feet away from the top of Lin Cheng's head to pieces.

"Who?"

Duan Fei's giant palm transformed by his spiritual power was shattered, and he immediately changed color, and suddenly raised his head to look at the sky, and there was only blue sky and white clouds in the sky.

The next moment, he looked at Lin Cheng consciously, his eyes immediately shrank slightly, and his face turned slightly pale.

"I've seen Jianmei senior!" Panicked, bowed and saluted, his legs and feet trembled slightly, and the others were still stunned at the moment, all this happened too fast, and they didn't react for a while. However, when he saw the woman who suddenly appeared in front of Lin Cheng, and then looked at Duan Fei's expression, he immediately bowed down.

The woman didn't mean to care about others, but looked Lin Cheng up and down curiously. Puzzled, he asked, "How do you know I'll save you?"

Lin Cheng smiled slightly, and said indifferently: "It's just fate." ”

Duan Fei's body trembled next to him, he didn't have the heart to be angry at this time, why did you tell Yuanying Monk that we are fated between the two of us, or a female cultivator, do you know how to write dead words.

But the result disappointed him, the woman raised her eyebrows, looked at Lin Cheng suspiciously, and said, "I think you are very mysterious and interesting." ”

Lin Cheng didn't answer, but asked, "What did the seniors come to Lone Star Island for?"

The woman nodded, and said seriously: "Last time, I condensed the sword heart by chance, I heard that there is a yellow spring pond here, and I think the reason why the sword heart was condensed last time may have something to do with the blow I suffered." So I wanted to take a look at the Yellow Spring Pond. ”

The woman is completely different from Duan Fei, Duan Fei's eyes are full of ants under the golden pill, and I am talking to you to give you a big face. On the contrary, I can ignore you, but I speak very seriously. However, with Lin Cheng's insights today, he has already understood. Maybe in the eyes of a woman, whether you are an ant or a baby, it has nothing to do with me, I only have a sword in my heart, not even myself.

Lin Cheng groaned slightly, and arched his hand towards the middle-aged foundation building monk: "Senior Uncle Li, I still have a one-year expiration date for the Huangquan token in my hand. I want to bring my senior in and see if it's okay?"

Although Lin Cheng lived on Lone Star Island like a semi-reclusive, who wouldn't give him face for the tasks that really had some weight in the sect? So the quota of Huangquan Pool has been controlled by Lin Cheng all these years.

"Yes...... OK. "Is it possible? That's the Yuanying Monk, the ancestor of the sect, and this sword eyebrow can be compared to the average Yuanying. Twenty-five-year-old Zhuji, fifty-five-year-old Jindan, hundred-year-old Yuanying, known as a sword eyebrow in the South China Sea.

Lin Cheng walked towards the island with his sword eyebrows, and explained as he walked: "The seniors may be bent on asking about the sword and not asking about the world, and only four places for Huangquan Pond are issued to the outside world, and they will be auctioned after three months. ”

Jian Mei nodded.

Lin Cheng asked, "Just now my sect elder said that your name is Jian Mei, is this your Dao number?"

"My name is Ye Rui, but since I was a child, they have called me Jianmei. The answer was still so serious, Lin Cheng nodded in understanding, she didn't care what the name was. Maybe the Infant Monks are like this, right?

Coming to the entrance of the Huangquan Palace, at this moment, the monk surnamed Li Zhuji was already waiting here, and he was immediately released without waiting for others to say anything, for fear that someone would annoy the other party.