Chapter 23 Luo Tian Sword Formation (Tears for Recommendation Tickets and Collection)

"Precedent? That was before me! I, Liang Miaozi, don't know what the predecessors who were in charge of the Jiying Temple thought. But in my hands, they must not be tolerated! What's more, the head teacher had an order earlier, and I, Ling Yunzong, , must not intervene in the fight between Yunlu and Yiying in the east."

Liang Miaozi's voice suddenly turned cold, and he threw Lingyun Zhuling back with a stern voice: "This Lingyun Zhuling is still with you, if you have any embarrassing things, you can come and ask. But as long as I am in Lingyunzong, I will never Let those wastes who do not go the right way to enter the sect, worship within the walls of my Lingyun sect. It is actually easy to enter my sect, all you need to do is pass the examination!"

Huang Yi frowned, not daring to argue anymore, he could only look back at the three of them apologetically.

Zong Shou's expression was as cold as ice from the beginning to the end. Yin Yang standing in front was trembling slightly with anger. But only a moment later, he gritted his teeth and knelt down, bowed to Liang Miaozi and said, "The words of the elder fairy are justified, and Yin Yang also knows that this matter is a bit difficult for others. But now my family has no way out. , only the disciples of the Lingyun sect can be sheltered. I also ask the immortal elder to be accommodating—”

Seeing this, Su Chuxue hurriedly bowed down, she didn't know how to speak, she could only plead with her eyes, and looked at Liang Miaozi and Huang Yi.

At this time, Zong Shou had almost bit his teeth into pieces. There was a flame burning in his chest, and he could hardly hold back. In his previous life, whether it was the real or the virtual world, he had fought against Ling Yunzong for decades, and he had never bowed his head to Ling Yunzong or given in!

This Yin Yang Chuxue simply lost all his face.

Thinking about it again, he sighed secretly again. Why didn't these two people give up everything for him, the son of Qian Tianshan? No personality at all.

Even if what they really did was not themselves, they couldn't help being moved and felt pity for it.

After all, with the memory of this body for thirteen years, to a certain extent, he and the former Zongshou are already one.

"Accommodating? In this world, not everything can be accommodated."

Liang Miaozi remained unmoved, and there was more sarcasm on her face: "But this girl has good talent. She has achieved extraordinary achievements in both spiritual and martial arts. If you are willing to join our sect, you can directly enter the school after the examination. Sect disciple. If there is nothing else, you can go down the mountain later!"

Yin Yang stopped talking, just kowtowed heavily, his forehead hit the blue stone, making a thunderous sound. Su Chuxue followed suit, but in a short while, her snow-white forehead was already bloody.

Zong Shou was mad and depressed, but he couldn't do anything about it. Ten fingernails pierced deeply into the flesh.

But Liang Miaozi sneered: "If kowtow is useful, what are the rules and regulations? But if you just let you go back like this, it is indeed a bit inhumane. You can stay at the foot of this mountain for half a year. After half a year Inside, my sect can protect the three of you. As for the Lingyun Zongling, you can come to my sect to ask for pills, spiritual weapons, even martial arts secret books, and spiritual spells. I just want this person with two veins to enter my sect The door wall, absolutely impossible! If there is nothing else, then you wait—”

Yin Yang frowned again, and was about to change his words. If you can't worship in the Lingyun Sect, then it is good to seek refuge in this Sect for a few more years. However, the next moment, Liang Miaozi's tone changed again, she was extremely condensed: "You can get out!"

When the sound came out, the sound was like thunder. When the scrolling word came out, it was even more violent. Yin Yang was the first to bear the brunt, and suddenly he was thrown backward for more than ten feet, and then rolled down the steps. When he fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spilled out.

It was just a few words, which caused Yin Yang to be injured suddenly. Chuxue was also shaken away several tens of feet away, but the situation was slightly better than Yin Yang's, her face was pale.

In Zong Shou's body, Qi and blood also rolled slightly. Knowing that it was not Liang Miaozi who showed mercy, but this person's Leiyin secret technique. The more tyrannical the inner breath is, the stronger the impact will be. Therefore, he was the weakest in his cultivation, unscathed.

But the anger in his chest was even more intense. It was like adding fuel to the fire, and he almost lost all reason. There was a faint redness in the eyes.

Huang Yi was also unaffected, looking at the three of them with pity. Although he is from the same sect, he also feels that his uncle has done a little too much. No matter how you say it, the person who holds Lingyun Zhuling has some kindness towards the sect. However, he could not comment on this matter, he could only sigh slightly: "Uncle Liang Miaozi is the master of the Yingdong Hall of our sect, and he is in charge of the entrance records of all disciples inside and outside our sect. Now that we have made a decision, let It cannot be changed. How about I send you all down the mountain?"

Zong Shou was expressionless and didn't answer, so he turned around and walked in front of Yin Yang and Chu Xue.

The former is also not a person who can be abused by others. After standing up, he never went to plead with Liang Miaozi. His face was livid, his fists clenched tightly, and the anger in his eyes almost turned into substance.

And Chuxue was even more furious, her hand was firmly pressed on the hilt of the sword, and her lip was bitten.

Just at this time, the direction of the gate of the palace. There was also a mocking voice: "Oh! With Lingyun Zhu Ling in hand, he was kicked out—"

"That's exactly what it should be! We are ashamed to be with such incompetent people! No matter how good the family background is, what can we do?"

"Heir of Qiantian Mountain, I remembered! Didn't Zong Weiran, the demon king of Qiantian Mountain, pass away two months ago? I have heard of this Zongshou. It is said that he has studied art in our Linhai Academy for three years, but he has achieved nothing. Before A while ago, there were rumors that he was about to be kicked out, why did he get here?"

Although the voice was soft, it could still be heard clearly in the warrior's ears even if it was more than a hundred feet away. Chu Xue's plain face was flushed, and the sword in her hand was suddenly pulled out half a foot, and the cold light flickered. Huang Yi's complexion suddenly sank: "Three guests, I advise you not to make mistakes! This is Lingyun Sect's Danling Mountain after all!"

Yin Yang also shook his head, and held Chuxue down: "Don't be impulsive! Let's go down the mountain first—"

Before the words finished, Zong Shou suddenly chuckled.

In the memory of those thirteen years, he was indeed picked up by Yin Yang Chuxue, which was essentially equivalent to being expelled from Linhai Academy.

If it is still the original Zongshou, probably he can only knock out his teeth and swallow his blood, so he just endured it.

But if it were him, he probably wouldn't be able to turn into a gentle, courteous and thrifty temper in his whole life. It will never be possible to cover up his own edge.

The noise of discussions outside the palace gate kept pouring into my ears. On the steps, Liang Miaozi stood with her hands behind her back, looking down at the three of them condescendingly, like ants.

The angry thoughts in Zong Shou's mind disappeared surprisingly, and he laughed instead: "Uncle Yin, it's not too late to go down the mountain later. Let's watch Zong Shou first, how about venting your anger for you?"

At this moment, the heart is as clear as a mirror, and the mind is as cold as ice. In the previous life, it took decades of time to reach the realm that could not be reached, but at this moment, it has reached it in a single leap.

No wonder some people say that no matter it is a martial arts master, when practicing, he must experience all the ups and downs in the world.

Yin Yang was stunned for a while, and subconsciously wanted to dissuade him. But suddenly his expression changed, and he suddenly felt that the young man in front of him at this moment was faintly exuding an incomparable majesty.

It was obviously smiling, but it felt like an erupting volcano. The imposing momentum made him, the secret martial artist who developed eight body wheels, feel terrified and dumbfounded for a moment.

Then Zong Shou turned around and walked towards the bright sword platform on the right.

"I heard that the ancestor of the Lingyun Sect used to set up a Xiaoluotian sword formation with eighteen puppets in Danling Mountain. It claimed that no one could break it under the heaven. Without real strength, anyone who can survive a hundred breaths A person can be a true disciple. A person with three hundred breaths can be a direct descendant. A person who cuts a puppet can be directly worshiped by the elders in the sect!"

Climbing up the steps step by step, Zong Shou suddenly drew his sword and looked at the eighteen wooden figures standing silently in front of him.

"Didn't you say that there is an assessment? Zong Shou is not talented, and he wants to try this Xiao Luo Tianjian Formation. Is it worthy of the name—"