Chapter 27 The Great Comparison between the North and the South

After pondering for a while, Lin He felt that the old thing must be reminding himself that there are good things that must be hidden, so as not to be remembered. These words should be well-intentioned, and with his current cultivation, there is indeed such a danger. Just come to the Jindan period, take a fancy to the turtle shield or chase electricity, maybe you will find a chance for no one to kill people and seize the treasure.

The old thing still has to listen to this, although the dissatisfaction with this old Ge in his heart still prevails, Lin He is more afraid of death, and he is still willing to accept this kind of words.

Lao Ge was still in place, drinking slowly while secretly proud. "I'm old, I'm old, and I'm actually picking up a baby. It's really God's favor, it's not a great thing to get to the sixth level of Qi cultivation in just three months. The key is that this kid is so lucky that he is against the sky, and his body that has been tempered by spiritual fire has not been seen last time, which means that he has recently gotten an adventure. Lao Ge muttered to himself, jealous of Lin He's good luck in his heart.

The Spiritual Divine Fire is the nameless Divine Fire, this kind of fire can no longer be described as rare, and after thousands of years of life, Lao Ge has never seen this thing. If it weren't for the fact that Lin He's body reaction was exactly the same as what was recorded on a certain jade slip, Lao Ge wouldn't have dared to believe that such a thing really existed in the world. Legend has it that more than 1,000 years ago, a cultivator named Guang Chengzi had a spiritual divine fire, and it is said that the fire of this fire came from outside the sky, and then Guang Chengzi fused it with three flavors of true fire and his own thousand-year-old mixed element.

Lin He didn't know the Dao at all, the body that had been tempered by the spiritual fire, for a cultivator, there was no question of building a foundation or not building a foundation in the future, and when he reached the ninth level of Qi training, as long as he resisted the Heavenly Tribulation, the foundation building would be completed. It can be said that the first difficulty of the cultivator, Lin He has actually passed. Moreover, in the future cultivation process, Lin He's body will be much faster than a normal cultivator in the transformation of spiritual energy, otherwise how could this kid casually enter the state of "entering the gods"?

Lao Ge has cultivated to this point, and he doesn't need any spiritual fire training, otherwise he would have the idea of robbery.

"It seems that you have to keep an eye on this kid in the future, otherwise it will be a big loss if someone kills you. The more Lao Ge thought about it, the more proud he became, he had a thought on Lin He just now, and he could know where this kid ran.

Lin He found a corner where no one was, and he didn't meditate and cultivate, lying on the grass and watching the stars. The stars are so bright tonight, Lin He looked at the stars in the sky like twinkle eyes, there must be stars turned into by his parents looking at him.

Unconsciously, Lin He was already in tears. In this world, Lin He is so lonely. Lin He firmly believes that his parents must be gone, if they are not gone, they must have come back to find him a long time ago.

On the second day of the lunar month, the north and south of Wanxiu Mountain were lively almost at the same time, and more than 500 people from the Southern Sect set off from Yuntai Peak, and the flying sword turned into a ray of light, and quickly went north. Of course, there are also people who are unhurried, and this person is Lin He. The flying sword can't be used, it's too big to chase electricity, and I'm afraid of being remembered by others, so I have to use his old method, the paper kite flying. Of course, there is still a difference between the current paper kite and the past, after cultivating to the improved Lin He, the re-quenched paper kite has increased its speed several times. It's a lot less than the take-off sword, but it's not too slow. After an hour, the junior brothers of the same level are nothing to be ten miles behind.

At this time, if someone is watching from the sky, they will see the sky above Wanxiu Mountain, one by one phantoms are flying, there are on both sides of the north and south, and the scene of thousands of people flying together with the sword is spectacular.

The north-south competition is a very serious matter, and the slow Lin He is undoubtedly a little ruinous in the atmosphere, there is Lao Ge behind this guy, and the seniors just don't see it. I don't know if I have to call Lin He "little junior brother" in the future, Lao Ge's status is too special.

The north and south clans each fell in the long valley, and a small stream in the middle served as the dividing line, each occupying one end. The Southern Sect Sect Leader Wan Chongshan walked to the stream, and the Northern Sect Sect Leader Wan Junling also walked over, and the two of them gave their hands across the stream. Speaking of brothers, for the position of the master, I don't care about any family affection.

"This year's competition is still the old rule, let's see how the young disciples of the two sects in the north and south perform. "Everyone is too familiar, and there's nothing nonsense to talk about. Every year, the organizers of Dabi are the top ten elders, and these ten elders are the brothers of the previous master. But they have old qualifications and many protégés, so everyone has to give face. As for Lao Ge, an alternative, he has never cared about things within the sect. You don't like to fight, anyway, out of sight and out of mind. Lao Ge grew up on both sides, and since he wants to fight, no one will help.

An elder held the roster and took the roll call, the disciples of the Northern Sect who were ordered first, and the ten disciples who went out to fight had all arrived, and then it was the turn of the Southern Sect. "Wan Yumeng, Yun Xiangyi, Si Zilong...... , Lin He!" When Lin He was tapped, no one answered, the elder's face changed, and he raised his voice and said, "Lin He!"

"It's coming, it's coming!" Lin He, who was far away, heard the voice and hurriedly agreed. Paper kites fly fast in the air and look clumsy. This scene is very funny in Wanxiu Gate, which is full of sword cultivation. The disciples of the Northern Sect all laughed when they saw this, and one of them laughed very presumptuously, and his voice was very loud, attracting the attention of many people. This kid looks good, much stronger than Lin He, and is not under Si Zilong.

"Laugh, you won't be able to laugh later. Yun Xiangyi made a sarcastic voice, the man showed a lewd smile on his face, and said: "Girl surnamed Yun, don't think that you are great if you practice qi at the ninth level, Lao Tzu will let you know that you are powerful when you turn around." That look was really not an ordinary underbeating, Yun Xiangyi glanced at him disdainfully and said, "Wan Housheng, you hurry up and ask God for your blessing, and wait for the lottery to draw Lin He." ”

Yun Xiangyi was full of confidence in Lin He, and Lin He, who practiced qi at the third level, almost played her to death, let alone the sixth-level one. Wan Housheng Dingtian is also the ninth level of Qi training, as the only son of Wan Junling, he naturally enjoys the most resources in the Northern Sect. In contrast, Yun Xiangyi doesn't have as many resources as him, and now he is also level nine, of course, there are reasons to look down on him.

"Just this kid? Ha Luha, it seems that this year's new confrontation, Beizong has won. A young disciple beside Wan Housheng also said with a smile, Wan Yumeng took a step forward and said, "If you want to win, you have to ask me about the sword in my hand." ”

Before the game started, the two sides fought first, and Si Zilong, as the senior brother, also stepped forward to help, but his status as a senior brother is now unstable, and he opened his mouth to show that his prestige was still there.

"Ma Shangxian, it seems that I didn't hurt you last time, so you'd better not hit me today. When the time comes, you'll know what miserable it is!"

At this time, Lin He came over unhurriedly, and just now he flew with a paper kite, and he was indeed a little behind, and he was a little embarrassed to arch his hand and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." I'm late. ”

"Lin He, stand here. Yun Xiangyi beckoned Lin He over, and when Lin He came over, this girl actually spoke in her ear: "Those boys on the other side just now laughed at you, go back to the game and give them some color." The hot breath sprayed in his ears, Lin He felt itchy and comfortable, but the worst thing was that this girl took advantage of people's inattention, stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked it on her earlobe, now Lin He couldn't stand it, and his whole neck was red, fortunately, outsiders seemed to be shy, not used to talking to women like this.

It is said that Lin He is late, and he will definitely be scolded by the master, and of course the Beizong side will not let go of this opportunity to ridicule. Wan Junling said to Wan Chongshan: "It seems that the disciples of the Southern Sect are withering so badly, and this kind of goods also came out to compete." ”

Wan Chongshan didn't have any expression on his face, but he was secretly sneering in his heart, and when the fight started, he knew that he was powerful. He said lightly: "Nanzong has always been willing to give young disciples a chance. "The implication is that it is enough to send a random person, not the best one.

At this time, the disciples on both sides quarreled even more fiercely, the disciples who participated in the competition stood in front of the spray opposite, and the back was the hundreds of disciples who came to watch the battle to follow the spray opposite, but it was Lin He, the protagonist who caused the incident, standing quietly in the corner at this time.

"Don't make any noise!" the named elder shouted angrily, like a thunderbolt, and the scene was quiet.

"Draw lots!" The elder waved his hand, and the box was brought up, and the participating disciples on both sides stood in a row, waiting for the box to be brought to him, and stretched out his hand to draw a lot. The new competition has always been a warm-up for the north-south competition, and the real competition is behind. Therefore, the eight masters on both sides will not appear at this time, which is too much to lose points. Only the owners of the door on both sides were present to press the formation.

"In the first scene, Wan Housheng to Lin He!" When the elder shouted, everyone was stunned, God really gave face.

Interestingly, the disciples of the North and South Sects are very happy, Lin He's appearance looks like a rookie, and the North Sect has no reason to be unhappy, it is estimated that the fastest end today is Lin He's to Wan Housheng. "Torture him to death, Senior Brother!" a group of female disciples of the Northern Sect had already screamed, as if they saw Lin He trembling under Wan Housheng's sword aura.

Nanzong's side is also very happy, if you want to talk about defense ability, Lin He is the second among the disciples of Nanzong, and no one dares to call it first. Wan Housheng is undoubtedly the number one master among the younger generation of the Northern Sect, and he is unlucky to Shanglin He, even if he can win, he will be tired and half dead. With Lin He's means, this game will definitely be the last to end, and then he will be able to ridicule the opponent to his heart's content. The ninth-level master against the third-level (many people still don't know that Lin He has been promoted), and the tactics of encountering Lin He's local tyrants are all expected to think about it. Even if Lin He loses, he will not be ashamed, but if Wan Housheng loses, it will be a shame.

Yun Xiangyi took Lin He's hand, approached again and whispered, "Defeat him, I'll accompany him for three days, whatever you do." Lin He was frightened, and Lin He could tell that Wan Housheng's voice was the disciple of the Northern Sect who went back to move the rescue soldiers in the valley last time. Yun Xiangyi must be holding a grudge, otherwise he wouldn't have made such a fight. The consequences of offending a woman are terrible!