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Chapter 2183 Another storm
Two months later, a green mountain peak came into view.
Continuous, like a giant python winding and crawling, I don't know where it extends.
Although there are many spiritual veins in the Nailong Realm, the spiritual energy here is obviously better than most places. The chief helm of Yunyin Sect is located here.
It was quiet and peaceful, and a dazzling rainbow appeared on the horizon.
Judging from its direction, it was coming from the Yunyin Sect. Since Lin Xuan was returning to the sect, he certainly had no intention of hiding his whereabouts.
Soon, he was discovered by the disciples patrolling the mountain.
The leader was a dark-skinned man with a rather capable appearance.
His eyes swept over Lin Xuan's body, and his expression suddenly changed. Although the other party's pressure was not revealed, his cultivation level was extraordinary, his realm was unfathomable, and he was definitely not someone he could provoke.
Although this is the helmsman of our sect, so there is no need to be too afraid, but the expression on his face still became extremely respectful: "I don't know what the important thing is for me, senior, to come to our sect."
Lin Xuan's escape light slowed down and stopped the Jinghong. He flicked his sleeves and a green jade plaque flew out.
The black-faced monk took it blankly, looked down, his expression suddenly changed, and he bowed and saluted: "Disciple, I have seen the master. I didn't know that the master came here, and I am not welcome from afar. I hope the master will not do it."
I don’t mind.”
"Are you a disciple of the Magic Formation Peak?"
"good."
Lin Xuan nodded, without saying much, and then flew away in the distance with a glow all over his body.
"Uncle Master, is it possible that that person just now is also the master of our sect, why have I never seen him before?" Behind him, a girl in red clothes said curiously.
"Girl, you have only been here for a long time. I know a few of the masters of our sect. The senior in front of you is a great person, the Lord of Golden Core Peak." The black-faced monk muttered to his ears, with a hint of amusement on his face.
Much admiration.
"What, is that senior Lin Xuanlin who joined our sect five years ago and easily defeated the masters of the Four Peaks with one person? The Supreme Elder personally recruited him and let him join our sect?" The girl's face
His face was full of surprise.
In that battle, Lin Xuan became famous far and wide, and many people even secretly commented that his strength had surpassed that of the master of Tianjian Peak, and that he was truly the number one master of the Dongxuan Stage in his sect.
Although it was only a private discussion among some disciples, it can be seen from this that Lin Xuan single-handedly challenged the masters of the Four Peaks, and was very popular in the sect, and his influence was very far-reaching.
After hearing this, the other disciples also showed excitement on their faces, and started discussing around the black-faced monk.
…
Lin Xuan shook his head. Although he was far away, with his strong spiritual consciousness, he could naturally hear clearly. However, Lin Xuan naturally wouldn't care about anything. Even a cultivator can be very gossipy sometimes. This
It's not surprising at all, why should I care.
Soon, a tall and majestic mountain peak came into view.
It is more than ten thousand feet high, and the peak reaches straight into the sky.
The aura here is getting stronger and stronger.
There is a building made of bluestone at the foot of the mountain. Although it is not gorgeous, it is extremely solid. Five years have passed and the scenery remains the same. I have returned to Jindan Peak.
Lin Xuan's light escape did not stop. He changed his direction and flew towards the top of the mountain. He passed by the monks from time to time. However, Lin Xuan's light escape speed was so fast that those people could not see clearly at all. Otherwise, they would have to
Can't see you during the big week.
Lin Xuan didn't care about these false gifts, and even hated the trouble, so he flew so fast.
Jindan Peak is more than ten thousand feet high. When approaching the mountainside, a burst of explosions suddenly reached his ears. Lin Xuan frowned, and then stopped suddenly.
Scanning his eyes below, he saw a huge spiritual light, accompanied by a continuous sound of explosions.
Lin Xuan is so experienced. From the bursts of spiritual waves, you can feel the intensity of the fight. Obviously, this is not a competition between fellow disciples. Could there be a foreign enemy here?
No, Lin Xuan shook his head. This is the chief helm of the Yunyin Sect. If someone really comes to stroke the tiger's beard, how can it be calm in other places?
Lin Xuan's thoughts turned around and he soon thought of the only possibility.
It's not a foreign enemy, it's just possible that disciples from other lines came to bully him.
Lin Xuan's face suddenly became gloomy.
He has been a member of the Yunyin Sect for hundreds of years. Although he has been in seclusion most of the time, he still doesn't know the situation of this sect.
The five peaks of golden elixir, divine weapon, magic circle, spiritual beast, and heavenly sword stand in harmony, each with its own strengths.
Originally, the masters of the five peaks were all cultivators of the Dongxuan stage. Generally speaking, there were not just one or two people in the Dongxuan stage of each peak. It was normal for there to be as many as ten or twenty people.
Nowadays, the same is indeed true for the other four peaks, which are extremely prosperous, but Jindan Peak is in a state of inactivity. There are not a single Dongxuan Stage immortal cultivator to support the appearance. Of course, this refers to the situation before Lin Xuan joined.
As the lineage weakened, the disciples were inevitably squeezed out. It wasn't until Lin Xuan joined in as the resident of Jindan Peak that the situation gradually began to change.
But now...
"Hmph, in the five years since I left, have those clowns come out to show off again?"
Lin Xuan's expression was extremely cold. He was very protective of his shortcomings. Although he joined Jindan Peak mainly for the purpose of cultivating one spirit, since he is the master of the peak, how can he allow those people to bully his disciples?
Lin Xuan is not that good-tempered and would allow the other party to slap him in the face.
"ah!"
Suddenly, an exclamation reached Lin Xuan's ears. It sounded familiar to Lin Xuan. Then his expression changed, his shoulders shook, and he disappeared from the place and landed below.
Two groups of monks confronting each other came into view.
Although their clothing is different, their identities can still be identified by looking at the logos on their collars and sleeves.
The group on the left is none other than the Jindan Peak monks.
These people have lower cultivation levels. At this time, two young men are supporting a monk who is about seventy-seven or twenty-eight years old. This man is tall and burly, dressed as a layman. His cultivation level is the highest among the disciples of Jindan Peak, Nascent Soul.
Later cultivators.
I also know his name, Lin Xuan, Chang Hu.
Back then, it was he, Jingxu, and Ye Ru who rescued him back to Yunyin Sect.
From this perspective, he can be regarded as his benefactor. Lin Xuan has taken good care of the three of them over the years, which is why they can practice so quickly.
However, at this moment, Chang Hu's face was pale, and red blood was oozing from the corners of his mouth. He was obviously seriously injured.
"Senior brother, what's wrong with you? How's your injury? Is it okay?"
Next to her, there was a young girl with an anxious face. She was about in her early twenties, with delicate features. Although she was not a stunning beauty, her big black eyes were extremely lively as she looked around.
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