In the trial of new disciples, the one who ranked first was expelled from the inner sect and became an outer sect disciple because he contradicted the elders, had random relationships, and had evil intentions.
This notice was posted, which shocked the entire Shenwu Pavilion.
After all, in all these years of Shenwu Pavilion, there has never been a situation where the number one disciple could not enter the inner sect.
"Lin Chang'an really doesn't know what the world is like, and he still has a random relationship with Elder Mo. Tsk tsk, that's stupid. Anyway, he will be Elder Mo's disciple sooner or later, so why bother with it?"
"Didn't you see Elder Mo say that he has evil intentions? Moreover, his character is also extremely bad. He is clearly the number one, so who could let him say those two extra sentences? It's ridiculous."
"Isn't that true? It is said that he even insulted the elders. If Elder Mo had not been magnanimous and spared his life, he would have been beaten to death."
Within the Shenwu Pavilion, many disciples were chattering and expressing their opinions, most of which were negative remarks about Lin Changan.
Lin Changan didn't care about all this. He was more concerned about polishing his spiritual power.
Well, for example, now, his spiritual power has been polished quite well. After this night, Lin Changan not only did not recall the uproar that happened yesterday, but he also meditated and felt at ease. The spiritual power in his body was flowing, time and time again.
Compressed and polished continuously.
As for revenge, why don't you go to Mo Changfeng?
That's just an additional process in your own cultivation process.
For Lin Chang'an, who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years, these are nothing but trivial matters.
As an outer sect disciple, the treatment is not as good as that of the so-called inner sect disciples. For example, the place where Lin Changan lives is two feet long and wide, but there are two beds opposite each other. For example, there are two beds opposite Lin Changan.
There is a bed, but no one has come yet.
For three days in a row, Lin Changan meditated on the spot. In addition to eating, drinking, and defecation, the spiritual power of the ninth level of Qi Condensation was polished to an extremely strong level by him.
At this moment, because of Lin Changan's ending, the mentality of many disciples was also different. For example, Yan Cai'er just shook her head, feeling that Lin Changan's life was over, and Long Xuanyuan only had endless hatred.
As for Ling Qianxue, she clenched her fists and couldn't let go for a long time, complaining about Lin Changan.
And Tang Nuolan hasn't gotten the news yet. Well, if she gets the news, she might come over and make a big fuss.
And the most critical thing is Elder Wuxin’s side.
"Master, that boy has great talent and an extraordinary character. Why didn't the master contradict Mo Changfeng and take him as his disciple?" Long Xin was quite puzzled. He asked the elder Wu Xin in front of him.
Elder Wu Xin took out his ears, dug out a piece of earwax from his fingernail, and flicked it to the side.
"Do you think that boy likes me? I wanted to go over and take advantage of him, but the old man had a vague feeling that there was something wrong with that boy. He didn't have the character that a young man should have at all. If the old man, I would go
If you accept him, he will probably not agree." Elder Wuxin shook his head.
He originally had an idea, after all, he was not afraid of Mo Changfeng.
However, Lin Changan's character shocked him too much.
When facing Mo Changfeng, he was neither humble nor arrogant, scolding and retorting word by word. Even if he was ridiculed and ridiculed in the end, he never even cursed or got angry for more than half a sentence.
I just want to leave gracefully. How many disciples can have that kind of mind?
At least Elder Wuxin dared to say that if this were other disciples, they would have jumped up and cursed, but that young man didn't, he was so calm and scary.
"He will come to the old man's company in three months." Elder Wuxin dug out his earwax again and said.
This sentence made Long Xin slightly stunned. How could the old man be so sure that the boy could pass the test of an outer disciple?
However, after following Elder Wuxin for so many years, he still selectively believed in the old man.
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Lin Changan's departure made some people happy and others sad. For example, Bai Piaopiao was unable to enter the inner door and needed to find a relationship. Although she also felt sorry for Lin Changan, she believed in this young man as always in her heart.
The figure that left so casually will definitely return to the inner door in three months.
Lin Changan's roommate is finally here.
Wearing a very ordinary white disciple's robe, there were cuts in several places, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and his body was very thin. When he walked, he swayed, and when he saw Lin Changan, he bowed slightly.
"I have met this fellow Taoist. My name is Zijiu. Please take good care of me in the future." He saluted Lin Changan, looking a little reserved and timid.
"Zi Jiu? Are you the Ninth Prince?" Lin Changan opened his eyes, but did not return the gift, but said lightly.
The young man in front of him had a look of astonishment on his face, as well as surprise and confusion.
"Zijiu Zijiu, Ziyun Empire, only the royal family can have the surname Zi. For example, Elder Zixiang is a collateral bloodline of your royal family, but he has no status in the royal family. Since your surname is Zi, and you call yourself Zijiu
, and the ceremony you gave me was the courtesy of the palace. In addition, in the entire imperial capital, no one knows that the Ninth Prince is the most desolate and unpopular. All signs prove that you are the Ninth Prince." Lin Changan could hardly waste his words.
’s explanation.
There was only one reason he explained. The young man in front of him made him curious.
Who is Lin Changan? An old goblin who has lived for hundreds of thousands of years. The character of others can be seen at a glance.
Although the Ninth Prince in front of him did not inherit the royal purple dragon bloodline and his talent was average, his character seemed to be pretty good.
It looked like he had been beaten, but there was no trace of anger or sadness on his face. Instead, he could salute himself with a smile. Well, this was the only thing about him that interested Lin Changan.
Well, that's all, after all, he is a big man.
"Fellow Taoist, your eyes are as bright as a torch. Ninth Prince Zitan, I have seen this fellow Taoist." The face of the Ninth Prince in front of him, Zitan, was slightly shocked, and he immediately restrained his appearance and said respectfully.
The ceremony was just a small detail of his salute. Lin Changan in front of him recognized his identity, which made him realize that the young man in front of him was indeed not simple.
"I am Lin Changan."
Lin Changan simply replied with five words, but his heart completely exploded in the heart of Zitan in front of him.