Before Lin Huang finished speaking, there was already an uproar around him. Looking at Lin Huang with black hair and long robe in front of him, he seemed to be looking at a fool.
Looking at a big fool!
Even Yun Feifei's proud and pretty face showed a look of astonishment, as if she had heard the funniest words in the world, and she even wondered if she had heard it wrong.
An outer disciple said he wanted to compete for the position of chief?
A boy from the third level of the Earth Yuan said that he wanted to ravage himself?
How dare a guy who has just started working for less than half a year dare to speak so wildly?
What is this if not a fool?!
Everyone looked at Lin Huang's expression with regret, "He looks pretty good, but no matter how good his skin is, it can't cover up the stupidity and lack of energy radiating from the inside out."
"I really don't understand why Lin Cangxue has a younger brother like you. Ask the people present, who would believe what you said? Do you really not know how much you weigh? A person from the third level of Earth Yuan.
When did things become so ignorant?"
Yun Feifei looked at Lin Huang coldly and spoke sharply.
In the square, everyone laughed and shook their heads, fully agreeing with Yun Feifei's words.
"It's ridiculous to want to win the chief position of Piaoxue Palace from the third level of Earth Yuan!"
"Does he think he is Xuanyuan Tibing, who will be invincible as soon as he joins Wuhou?"
"Not to mention the battle for the chief, Earth Yuan is in the third level, but even entering the inner gate is a bit difficult."
…
"I believe it!"
Just as ridicules and doubts continued to sound around, a clear voice suddenly broke everyone's discussion.
With a slight smile on Lin Cangxue's face, she straightened out Lin Huang's messy collar and said firmly: "Because she is my Lin Cangxue's younger brother!"
The noisy voices in the square suddenly disappeared.
The inner and outer sect disciples looked at the two siblings with expressions on their faces, and they all thought of something in their hearts.
"He is Lin Cangxue's younger brother?"
"Yes, he is Lin Cangxue's younger brother!"
Within a year, this person went from the outer sect to the inner sect, and then became the chief disciple of Piaoxue Palace with a strong attitude. The words coming from her mouth are not impossible.
Yun Feifei's pupils shrank, and a fearful murderous intention arose in her heart for no reason. She didn't know why, but she was suddenly afraid of Lin Huang's rise.
It seems like he will definitely rise!
Because he is Lin Cangxue's younger brother.
As long as his talent is not too bad and Lin Cangxue practices under his guidance, he will be able to grow up. What's more, Lin Cangxue possesses an extremely sharp martial art - Ten Thousand Swords Guiyi.
She also learned how to make snow drift in the world!
What would happen if she passed all of this to Lin Huang?
Thinking of this, Yun Feifei's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and she waved her jade hand in her sleeves, and a mysterious power quietly emitted, sweeping over everyone like a breeze, and finally hovering around Lin Huang.
Lin Cangxue frowned slightly, instinctively feeling that something was wrong, but she couldn't detect it for the moment. After all, her current level was too low.
Lin Huang's expression changed slightly. He only felt that his body was a little strange, but he seemed to be unable to find any clues.
Yun Feifei looked at Lin Huang's bewildered look and smiled coldly in her heart. Martial spirits are inherently intangible, and grafting flowers and trees is extremely secretive. They can plunder the cultivation of others while talking and laughing.
Lin Huang is not in the third heaven realm of Earth Yuan, so how can he notice it!
Um?
Suddenly, Yun Feifei frowned slightly, as if she noticed that the foundation of Linhuang was extremely solid, and the vitality in her body was condensed into a ball. It was not easy to plunder. In response, Yun Feifei showed a satisfied smile, such pure vitality
For her, it was even more desirable.
Thinking of this, Yun Feifeisu shook her hand slightly, and used her martial spirit with all her strength to invade the mysterious sea in the forest wilderness silently.
Lin Huang's face was flushed, and his face seemed to be distorted due to the strange phenomena in the mysterious sea, but he still couldn't find any clues about what was inside his body.
Lin Cangxue behind her looked at Lin Huang's appearance, her expression changed drastically, and she finally understood the reason for Lin Huang's strange behavior. This experience... she will never forget it!
Transfer flowers and trees, plunder cultivation.
"Yun Feifei..."
Lin Cangxue's eyes flashed with cold light, and a sharp green blade appeared in her slender hand. However, just as Lin Cangxue walked towards Yun Feifei, she was suddenly caught by Lin Huang.
Lin Huang shook his head with a smile, and then turned to look at Yun Feifei, who was smiling with satisfaction. Her soft face was covered with frost, and there was clearly a bit of biting chill in her voice:
"You are worthy of being the sect's leading genius, but you are really shameless when you do such dirty things. But you still want to rob me of my cultivation base with your rotten martial arts spirit?"
After saying this, Lin Huang let out a heavy groan, and the Heavenly Shura in his body burst out with a roar. In the blink of an eye, with an extremely manic and domineering attitude, he killed all the power of the martial soul that had invaded his body.
One side of Yun Feifei's face turned pale suddenly, and he forcefully swallowed the blood gushing out of her throat. Her eyes looked at Lin Huang with a hint of fear.
It failed?!
Yun Feifei's snow-white pretty face was full of incredible expression.
Lin Huang was guarded by puppets, so Yun Feifei would not be stupid enough to take action directly. But deep down in her heart, she still had a trace of fear for Lin Cangxue, so she wanted to strangle Lin Huang in the cradle.
As long as Lin Huang successfully plunders Lin Huang's cultivation level and damages his foundation, no matter how powerful Lin Cangxue is, he will not be able to save Lin Huang.
Originally, for an outer disciple to want to become the chief disciple in the battle for chief, it was already a dream. But once his martial arts foundation was damaged, Lin Huang's path would be completely cut off.
Originally, everything happened naturally. Yun Feifei was ready to accept the gift from Lin Huang's cultivation, but she never expected that when the power of her martial soul invaded Lin Huang's body, she seemed to have met her natural nemesis.
The power of his martial soul was killed in the blink of an eye!
Until now, she could still feel Wuhun's extreme fear, just like a mighty lion about to hunt an antelope, only to find that she had bitten a giant beast from the wild.
This fear has nothing to do with the realm of the warrior, but the gap between the martial spirits themselves.
Lin Huang's previous confusion and confusion were all just pretending, in order to allow himself to invade more martial soul power and then kill them all.
Yun Feifei did not expect that one of her unintentional actions would damage her martial soul. Looking at this situation, it would take at least half a year to recover.
In the square, Yun Feifei's hands clenched tightly, her eyes became more and more murderous, and she gritted her teeth and asked:
"What is your martial spirit?"
Lin Huang pursed his thin lips and said with a gentle smile: "Dog beating stick!"
The anger in Yun Feifei's eyes became more intense, her face turned green and white, and she wanted to tear Lin Huang to pieces on the spot. But she was still somewhat rational after all. Although she was not afraid of the guilt of killing the inner disciples, but now there is a puppet around
However, she has no chance of winning.
Yun Feifei stared at Lin Huang, her eyes splitting as she said:
"One day, you will be responsible for what you said today... Then I will let you understand that your existence itself is a big joke."
Then, Yun Feifei angrily pushed aside everyone and headed towards the inner door.
Looking at Yun Feifei's leaving back, Lin Huang narrowed his eyes slightly, a trace of crazy murderous intent flashed deep in his eyes, but the smile hanging on the corner of his mouth was as gentle as jade!
…
It was almost dusk when Lin Huang returned to Tianpu Cliff.
Because of the incident in Yin Yang Valley, Lin Huang has been exempted from punishment and can return to the outer sect. However, for Lin Huang, how could he give up such a treasured cultivation place as Tianpu Cliff so easily.
More importantly, Lin Huang was waiting for someone.
The black-robed man who had a fight with Lin Huang on Piaomiao Peak. That man wanted the Mountain and River Ancient Scroll, but Lin Huang wanted to know who had deactivated Lin Cangxue's martial spirit.
During this period of time, Lin Huang had been waiting for the man in black robe to appear.
But that person seemed to have disappeared and never appeared again.
In the past half month, Lin Huang has been thinking about the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers.
According to Wang Fugui, a spy from the Western Tang Dynasty, Xuanyuan Tibing took away Jia Wanjin's treasure chest, and the treasure chest contained ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers.
In this case, the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers should be in the hands of Xuanyuan Tibing.
However, from the Western Tang Dynasty to Piaoxue Palace, there were people who were inquiring about the Shanhe Ancient Scrolls intentionally or unintentionally, and based on the experience of merchant Jia Wanjin, Lin Huang had to be suspicious.
After all, the cunning rabbit has three holes.
One thing Lin Huang couldn't figure out was what was the relationship between Jia Wanjin and Xuanyuan Tibing?
If it was a hostile relationship, why did Jia Wanjin give the treasure box to Xuanyuan Tibing. But if it was a friend, Xuanyuan Tibing was a human legend in the Dongling Realm, and the ancient scrolls on mountains and rivers should be foolproof when placed on him.
In this regard, Lin Huang could only make a guess first. The ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers are no longer in Xuanyuan Tibing's hands.
"If the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers were not in the hands of Xuanyuan Tibing, then among the last people he came into contact with, the only ones who survived would be Jia Xuanxuan and himself."
Under the waterfall, Lin Huang rubbed his temples and analyzed secretly.
"If it were in Jia Xuanxuan's hands, would she tell Feng Wanli? If she told him, Feng Wanli shouldn't ask about the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers. But if she didn't tell Feng Wanli, Jia Xuanxuan, a weak woman who has never practiced, would want the mountains and rivers
What are the uses of ancient scrolls?”
Moreover, the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers are a hot potato, and Jia Wanjin would probably not put this thing on his daughter.
Lin Huang was slightly silent.
"It is impossible for Jia Xuanxuan to have the Ancient Mountains and Rivers Scrolls in her hands. If we boldly speculate that the Ancient Mountains and Rivers Scrolls are no longer in Xuanyuan Tibing's hands, then..."
Thinking of this, Lin Huang couldn't help but frown.
In your own hands?!
"But at the beginning Jia Wanjin only gave himself the Demon Suppressing Sword. If the Mountain and River Ancient Scrolls were in the Demon Suppressing Sword, he would definitely be able to find it. This means that the Mountain and River Ancient Scroll should not be in his hands."
Under the waterfall, Lin Huang stroked the Demon Suppressing Knife in his hand and shook his head secretly, "Is there any omission in this, or did I not notice it?"
Lin Huang sighed. If he wanted to know who broke Lin Cangxue's martial spirit, he had to find the ancient scrolls of mountains and rivers. This was a deal between him and the man in black robe. He didn't think he could make a fake one.
The ancient mountain and river scrolls were used to fool the latter.
"Is it possible..."
Lin Huang stroked the dragon pattern on the demon-suppressing knife and suddenly remembered something Jia Wanjin once said.