True Lord Yuanheng admitted him.

This dreamlike cognition has been impacting his consciousness, making Jin Lin at one point unknown what tonight.

This shouldn't be. In theory, Junior Sister Ning should be that person.

He was not sure whether Zhenjun Yuanheng accepted Ningxia as his disciple, but he never expected that the other party would accept him as his disciple.

He asked himself that his cultivation was barely good, but he was not young anymore, which showed that his qualifications were average. He had no confidence in forming a pill, and he didn't know how many years it would take to delay.

He is completely different from Ningxia. This junior sister Ning is destined to go further than him in the future. He will not feel jealous of this, and he is also very clear about it.

Jin Lin thought that even if the True Lord Yuanheng wanted to accept disciples, he would choose Ningxia, who was young and promising and had more outstanding formation talents, rather than him who was mean.

I didn't expect that I could get the confession of Zhenjun Yuanheng today, which really surprised and happy him.

Only he himself knew what this meant. He deeply felt that what he had obtained was not a false title, but a redemption.

In fact, Jin Lin complained about himself. In fact, he cared about his identity as an outer disciple.

He used to be an ambitious person, because he also wanted to make a profit from the outer peak and become a formal inner disciple. This is also the essence of Huyue Peak, and the well-known place for ambitions to be born, right? He also had such a period of time.

At that time, he was young, proud, and motivated. With his outstanding understanding and luck, he grew up quickly and faintly became a sign of growth.

But these things ruined those who were greedy. The cruel facts told him that the strength in this world is not absolute, especially his strength, who cannot protect his own things and is easy to lose his own fairness.

His young heart broke into ashes by accident, completely missing this opportunity. In the years that were neither long nor short, he has been losing opportunities.

Now, so many years have passed, and this has long become the gravel in his memory. There seems to be no trace outside. But although the gravel is small, it does not mean it does not exist. At some point, it is still torture him and making him feel at ease.

He didn't know that these seemingly inconspicuous gravels gradually became obsessed with the years of birth. If they ran out at will, they would not hurt him.

True Lord Yuanheng completely saved him today, which completely cleared his obsession and allowed him to be reborn.

How could he not be excited? How could he be unhappy?

"Okay, don't be stupid anymore and smile foolishly. We're going in. But we have to show off. If you embarrass me in a while, you'll be nice."

Seeing the dark patterns gradually covering the entire protective cover, it seemed that the observation had been almost done. Yuan Heng Zhenjun reminded.

He shouted clearly at the gate: "Ruizhong, I'm here."

"Hahaha, I just thought why I had heard the voice of Senior Brother Yuanheng but didn't see him. It turned out that he was still outside. You are much more polite than that boy from Hengyue. He always used kicks."

"Junior Brother Ruizhong is joking, who dares to kick your door? I think there is no Yuanying in the entire sect who greets others like this. Hengyue is like your own brother, but you are not instigating him."

"Senior brother is still as good as before, so no one can talk about you. If you don't tease you, you will be rewarded immediately. Okay, please come in quickly."

True Lord Yuanheng shook his head, as if he was sighing, and signaled that the two of them would follow him.

After a while, a few people walked to a courtyard. Wherever they saw was a peach forest, the petals flew, and the breeze brought a fragrant fragrance. A man sat under one of the peach trees with lush branches and leaves, looking at them from afar.

True Lord Yuanheng led the man to a few steps and stopped. The man stood up and walked slowly towards them.

When I got closer, I saw a young man with Yang Gang's appearance. His temperament looked generous, which complemented the loud voice just now. However, he had a pair of eyes that were seriously incompatible with his temperament, which were narrow and long, a little deep.

He gave a half-man to Zhenjun Yuanheng from afar. Ningxia and Jin Lin subconsciously avoided it.

The man seemed a little surprised to raise his eyebrows: "Senior Brother Yuanheng, the two little babies you are carrying are quite sensible and smart. I don't want you to like this type..."

Ningxia obviously felt a sharp gaze falling on her, and with the meaning of evaluation, she glanced at her like a slight thorn, making her feel a little uncomfortable.

Well, she has also completed the identification. This must be a powerful person and is very aggressive.

Jin Lin next door should have the same feeling. She noticed that the other party's muscles were tense for a moment.

It took me a long time to hear the man sigh: "Look at two good babies. Senior brother, you have always had better eyes than me, but don't be like me."

"It turns out that you still care about it. I thought..." Zhenjun Yuanheng closed his mouth halfway through his speech, as if he was worried.

The other party waved his hand and looked indifferent: "I didn't care about the matter of mentioning the old sesame and corn. I just didn't care. I just saw my senior brother bringing the disciples to come today, and I became interested. Brother, don't care."

"That's good."

The other party signaled them to take their seats. At some point, a few desks were set up next to them, and there were refreshments on them. Ningxia and Jin Lin also received the instructions of Zhenjun Yuanheng, and sat down and listened to their conversation.

The two True Lords also talked about some topics intermittently, as if they were all in the situation inside the sect, there were external peaks and main peaks, and there were even some things that were circulating. I didn't mind that they listened to it, and seemed to have forgotten the purpose of their first visit.

Ningxia naturally didn't mind even more. It was useless to say that things were arranged by the Lord Yuanheng. It would be useless to be anxious. It would be worth it if they could hear a few internal news in their ears. The two of them sat like green pine boards and put them on the back as background boards, obediently and having refreshments.

After waiting for a long time, he finally got to the point: "You... did you come here in person?" asked Ruizhong Zhenjun. Ningxia realized that he seemed to have glanced at them.

"My disciple." Zhenjun Yuanheng raised his eyebrows and said slowly.

“Which?”

"Jin Lin, give me a greeting to Lord Ruizhong Zhen."

Jin Lin hurriedly stepped out and respectfully saluted the strange Yuanying True Lord.

"A young child. Can he do it? If something goes wrong, I can't forgive you." This was obviously said to Zhenjun Yuanheng.

"Of course, I can teach him well. Besides, if it doesn't work, isn't I still there? I will definitely make up for you."

"Then I believe in Senior Brother. Amu, take this Senior Nephew Jin to the heart of Fangcaoyuan formation and send a few people to assist him. Remember to do it carefully."
Chapter completed!