"You two, stop here and let me take a good look!"

Li Lingzhen looked over and saw eight people hurrying over carrying a luxurious sedan.

Behind the sedan, there were several people with baggage on their shoulders and sweating profusely following closely.

"If you have magic power, you should be a monk."

Li Lingyu said with some solemnity.

After a while, the sedan pulled closer, and the people inside opened the curtain and walked out.

He is a well-proportioned young man.

It's just that this person's appearance really cannot be complimented.

The left side of his face is covered with small pimples, and the pimples on his right face are sparse but huge. What's terrible is that the pimples squeeze the person's eyes and distort the nose, so that the left and right sides of the man's face look very disproportional.

His chin protrudes slightly, and the protruding piece of flesh has a black mole the size of a thumb. There are three long hairs growing on the mole, which looks very funny.

While Li Lingzhen was sizing him up, he was also sizing up Li Lingzhen and Li Lingzhen, but his eyes were more on Li Lingyu.

"Not bad, not bad. He has reached the fifth level of Qi training at a young age. He is much better than disciples like me."

The man slapped his mouth, and the more he looked at Li Lingyu, the more satisfied he looked.

Li Lingyu frowned slightly and asked in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

"hey-hey."

The man laughed several times.

"Good question!"

"I can't change my name, but I can't change my surname. Sima Jiaren is the same!"

Li Lingzhen and Li Lingyu were stunned for a moment after hearing this, a little unbelievable.

In the end, Li Lingzhen couldn't help but laugh and said: "Your name is quite thoughtful..."

"What are you laughing at?"

Sima Jiaren seemed to have heard Li Lingzhen's joke, and her face darkened.

"Uncle, I hate people mentioning my appearance the most in my life, followed by my name. Who are you? How dare you act wild in front of me?"

The man in front of him seemed very angry, but he suddenly thought of something and immediately added something.

"But for the sake of my disciple, I will spare you for now."

After saying that, Sima Jiaren turned to Li Lingyu, suddenly smiled, and said softly: "My good disciple, don't be afraid, what is your name?

This face-changing skill is really profound!

Li Lingyu felt disgusted when he heard that this man had given himself a status without authorization.

He spoke slowly. Although his expression did not change, his tone was not calm.

"What does my name have to do with you? Are you sick? Are you just being a disciple here?"

These three sharp questions confused Sima Jiaren, and her eyes blinked again and again.

Li Ling really wanted to laugh when she saw it!

How could the situation get out of control?

Sima Jiaren thought sadly.

He put away his careless expression and said solemnly: "I was entrusted by an immortal with a dream, and the immortal instructed me to recruit nine hundred and ninety-nine disciples, teach them magic and magic, and bless all living beings. You are destined to me,

You are destined to be my disciple today. Don’t worry, you see, these people behind me are all your senior brothers. Although their cultivation level is lower, I have taught each one with my heart. As long as you follow me, I will never treat you badly.

You. And when I ascend in the future, I will come back to guide you, so that you can enjoy the state of great freedom like me!"

"What a madman!"

It’s even ascending!

Li Lingyu sneered, regretting talking to this person and not knowing how this person had cultivated to this point.

Li Lingzhen, on the other hand, looked behind Sima Jiaren. Most of his disciples were still mortals, and only two or three had reached the first level of Qi training.

Seemingly sensing Li Lingzhen's disdainful attitude, Sima Jiaren's disciples became unhappy before Sima Jiaren did anything, and many of them stared angrily.

One of them stepped forward and cursed: "You are really ignorant. It is your blessing that my master likes you!"

After saying that, he stepped forward and seemed to want to pull Li Lingyu away.

Li Lingyu snorted coldly. He saw that this man had magic power, so he turned his hand over and took out a long sword from his storage bag and stabbed straight at him.

The man looked angry and menacing, but it was as if he couldn't see Li Lingzhen's attack and had no intention of dodging or defending.

"Don't hurt my disciple."

Seeing the blood splattered on the spot, Sima Jiaren shouted loudly and stood in front of his disciple.

Just hear a clang.

The long sword stabbed Sima Jiaren's magic shield without causing any harm.

When Li Lingyu saw this, he quickly took a few steps back. His sword, which contained magical power, was completely unable to do anything to this lunatic.

I saw Sima Jiaren grinning and saying: "You hurt my disciple. Today, the only way to resolve the grudge is to accept me as your master. Otherwise, I, the master, will have to stand up for my disciple."

"I think you are daydreaming!"

Li Lingyu looked cold.

Sima Jiaren took back her smile.

"In that case, don't blame me for being rude."

"Wait a minute!"

Li Lingzhen stopped the two of them, smiled at Sima Jiaren and said, "Don't you want to accept a disciple? Why bother to be obsessed with my brother? What do you think of me?"

Sima Jiaren shook her head and said: "You are a mortal, how can you compare with him?"

Li Lingzhen smiled and said nothing.

"Huh? Do you have magic power?"

"First level of Qi training, no, second level of Qi training, third level..."

"you......"

The magic power in Li Lingzhen's body gradually became violent, and the air began to be filled with heat.

"Are you a late-stage Qi training monk?"

Sima Jiaren exclaimed!

"disease!"

A red flying sword ejected from Li Lingzhen and quickly hit Sima Jiaren.

Sima Jiaren was still in shock. When she saw the flying sword, she quickly took out a tripod-shaped defensive weapon to protect her.

Bang!

Bang!!

The sound of metal collision and mana explosion sounded.

Sima Jiaren flew into the air. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and looked at Li Lingzhen with fear in his eyes.

I couldn't help but wonder in my heart, I haven't fought in a long time, are the monks in the late stage of Qi training so fierce now?

He had a magic weapon to protect himself, but he was actually injured.

"Lingzhen, this man is not simple. His cultivation level is probably not lower than that of Second Grandpa!"

Seeing Sima Jiaren flying up, Li Lingyu rushed over immediately to remind Li Lingzhen.

The second grandfather called by Li Jialing's generation is Li Qingshan.

Li Lingyu had seen Li Qingshan take action, and the power of his eighth-level Qi training was only comparable to the power of the man in front of him.

Li Lingzhen nodded, and he naturally saw that this Sima beauty also had the eighth level of Qi training.

But he won't show weakness because of it.

Half a year has passed since he awakened his memory. In the past six months, he has never slackened in his cultivation. Although he has not broken through the realm, his magic power is much purer than before.

After all, his standard was Shen Che who was carefully cultivated by Ziyang Shenzong in his previous life.

Furthermore, it was just a fight between monks during the Qi training period, and Li Lingzhen had no pressure at all.

Li Lingzhen also flew into the air and struck him with Feiyun Palm.

This Scarlet Cloud Palm was the most commonly used spell in his previous life, and was famous for its endless magical power. Although it may seem like an ordinary palm, only those who have experienced it can feel the profound magical power within it.

Lady Sima over there was indeed fooled, and she slapped her back not to be outdone, but was obviously suppressed by the Feiyun Palm!

Bang!!

There was a roar of mana in mid-air.

Sima Jiaren stepped back again, involuntarily touching the new blood flowing from the corner of her mouth, while looking at Li Lingzhen in surprise.

Damn it!

This person's mana obviously doesn't fluctuate as much as him when he attacks. Logically speaking, his cultivation level should be lower than his, but he can't beat him?
Chapter completed!