In Qingtianwu Mansion, Lin Huang and Jun Xingshi didn't have much conversation.
However, the atmosphere between the two of them is much more harmonious than when Jun Xingshi first came.
But this does not mean that Jun Xingshi recognized Lin Huang.
It's just that Jun Xingshi said in Baizhan City that he was willing to give Lin Huang a chance.
After all, he is the master of Xingtian Temple.
In terms of status and strength, he can be regarded as the top existence on the mainland. He has seen too many geniuses rise and countless geniuses fall.
Time is the enemy of all warriors. Warriors who have not truly reached the peak may die in the world.
This is also true for Jun Xingshi.
Until the time came, Jun Xing came closer to Linhuang, which was rare in the world, and patted the latter's shoulder, his voice as cold as ever, "I came here to give you a show of strength. Unfortunately, Jun Aohan didn't live up to his expectations.
Just think about it. In my eyes, you are not bad, but you are still too weak!"
"You said that the world has not yet been decided, and no one dares to call himself a king. I hope you can remember this sentence and practice hard. If you can really meet my requirements after seven years, I will naturally recognize you. But if you have
If you feel sorry for Qingcheng at all, don’t blame me for using the power of the entire clan to kill you!"
Lin Huang looked at the indifferent Jun Xingshi, nodded silently, and then cupped his hands, "I will do my best to live up to the palace master's high expectations! And live up to the love of the city!"
"Let's go and practice hard!"
Jun Xingshi patted Lin Huang's shoulder and turned to leave without looking back.
…
Above the sky, the three commanders of the Xingtian Temple came in a majestic manner, and finally picked up the little princess from the temple.
Perhaps they regretted not being able to kill the young man in the quagmire.
However, since Jun Xingshi acquiesced to Lin Huang's existence, no one dared to make a mistake. It was just pitiful that Jun Aohan looked at the wound on his chest with an ugly look on his face.
He has never been afraid of embarrassment, but today's embarrassing occasion is not right!
The top of the spiritual cliff.
Lin Huang raised his head and looked at Jun Qingcheng, who was gradually disappearing into the crowd of three divisions. He felt both disappointed and full of fighting spirit.
Sansi left in such a hurry that the two of them didn't even have a chance to say goodbye.
We can only look at each other in the air at the last moment.
Looking at the woman's eyes like autumn water, Lin Huang grinned, and then patted his chest stupidly, telling Jun Qingcheng to rest assured.
As soon as Jun Xingshi waved his hand, the three divisions of the Xingtian Temple left in a majestic manner.
The graceful figure that astonished the world also disappeared from Lin Huang's eyes.
Getting further and further away.
Until it disappears completely!
…
At the top of the Spiritual Qi Cliff, Lin Huang withdrew his gaze, and then he let out a long sigh of relief.
There were really too many things that happened on this day, and it was not until this moment that his heart rested.
Despite his reputation and indifferent expression, he gave Lin Huang a chance.
They were related by blood, but regarded him as an abandoned son and evil descendant of Huang Xuanzhi.
And there was Li Jiangye who suddenly appeared in the world.
They all made Lin Huang feel the warmth and coldness of the world, and they also made Lin Huang understand his own insignificance. No matter whether it was Xiao Yishan or Qin Changsheng behind him, only his own strength could truly make others look up to him.
"Seven-year agreement... Next, it should be the battle to seal the king!"
Lin Huang turned around and walked into the back mountain, murmuring to himself in a low voice, with a high-spirited fighting spirit all around him!
…
The next day.
When a ray of dawn broke in the sky, Lin Huang walked out of the thatched cottage. He rarely wore a black robe. His whole person looked much quieter, and he also hid some of his previous sharpness!
Lin Huang first knocked on Pei Xiufu's thatched cottage.
When Pei Xiufu yawned and opened the door, he was suddenly stunned when he looked at Lin Huang with a calm face. He always felt that there was a big difference between Lin Huang today and yesterday. After hesitating slightly, he continued: "
There are still a few days left until the battle to seal the king begins!"
“It’s always a good idea to go early and make preparations!”
Lin Huang said.
Pei Xiufu frowned slightly and said, "I have really thought about it. This King's Battle is different from the past. Without the restriction that only those under the King Wu realm can participate in the war, the fighting will be much crueler. Even among the four ancient clans,
Maybe some geniuses will come!"
"Don't Mr. Pei want me to go?"
Lin Huang laughed.
Pei Xiufu was stunned for a moment, and then said: "In the ancient battlefield, if you encounter danger, it is impossible for us to show up, and you can only rely on yourself!"
Lin Huang smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, Mr. Pei, I will definitely not lose the face of the Qingtian Martial Palace when I go to the ancient battlefield to participate in the King's Battle this time."
"Brat!"
Pei Xiufu cursed.
Then Pei Xiufu pointed to the distance and said: "In the Qingtian Martial Mansion, there is also a Holy Sky Tower. Your father once stepped onto the eighth floor and originally wanted you to go in and try it. Even if it takes only a few days,
Maybe you can gain something, why don't you give it a try?"
"Time is running out, let's try again after returning from the Battle of the King! Don't worry, Mr. Pei, although I only have the seventh heaven of King Wu, but... I can already see the world of King Wu!"
Lin Huang waved his hand and gave Pei Xiufu a reassurance.
"Has your state of mind reached that of the Martial Emperor?"
Pei Xiufu said in surprise, and he couldn't help but be surprised. It was only a short time ago that Lin Huang went from Wuhou to King Wu's seventh heaven. It hadn't been a few days, but how could he be able to understand his mind and start to peek into King Wu's world.
"It's just a glimpse of the leopard, and we can't see the whole picture of Emperor Wu's world!"
Lin Huang waved and smiled, then asked Pei Xiufu for his opinion, "I want to take Chunfeng out this time, what do you think, Mr. Pei?"
"he……"
Pei Xiufu frowned.
"Li Chunfeng is still very weak. Bringing him along will greatly hinder your behavior. But this may be a good thing for him. After all, the arrival of the ancient battlefield is rare. If you miss it once, you may be in trouble.
I have missed a lifetime. And sometimes a warrior’s vision is more important than his realm!”
Pei Xiufu said.
"In this case, that's enough!"
Lin Huang nodded, and then bowed to Pei Xiufu, "Then I'll take my leave first, and I'll treat Mr. Pei to a drink when I get back from the Battle of the King!"
"good!"
Pei Xiufu nodded, very simply.
…
Not long after saying hello to Pei Xiufu, Lin Huang appeared at the entrance pass of Qingtianwu Mansion.
Beside him, there was a group of people.
Situ Huang's grave.
Wang Xiao.
Li Chunfeng.
Little Fatty Bai.
Anyway, they are just a group of big men!
Among the few people, their faces were full of high morale. After all, it was a battle for the kingship, and the great road in it was related to the achievements of many warriors in their lives!
Of course, except for the idiot Bai Xiaopang!
"Boss Lin, we have been standing here for half an hour! Look at the people coming and going around us, we look like monkeys!"
Soon after, Little Fatty Bai began to complain. He was too lazy to stand and sat on the little turtle, holding the big white cat in his arms, still looking as lazy as ever.
"Wait a little longer!"
Lin Huang nodded.
"Every inch of time is worth an inch of gold. If you wait any longer, the day lilies in the Battle of the King will be wasted." Little Fatty Bai said nonchalantly.
Lin Huang kicked Xiaopang Bai, looked at a figure appearing in the Wu Mansion, his eyes brightened, "Here he comes!"
"Hey, why are you a pretty boy?"
Little Fatty Bai stood up, looked at Song Changling in white clothes in the distance, and said with contempt on his face.
Lin Huang spread his hands, then turned and left Qingtian Martial Mansion.
In the Wu Mansion, Song Changling quickened his pace and gradually kept up with the pace of several people...