Seeing Su Lin's embarrassed expression, the smile on Taoist Lingxu's face did not stop, but he walked up to him and patted his shoulder hard twice.
Naturally, Su Lin would not know that just now, Taoist Lingxu had won a valuable square wooden sword from him...
As soon as he saw the pained expression on the head of the Shushan Mountain, Taoist Lingxu couldn't help but feel happy. He had always been tricked by the head of the Shushan Mountain in the past, but this time he was finally tricked. Can he not be happy?
But of course he wouldn't tell Su Lin this. He just looked at Su Lin with admiration, but he still felt a little disappointed in his heart, thinking, how great would it be if this was a disciple of his own sect?
If it hadn't been for finding out that Su Lin was the disciple of the late monk Jue Chen, Taoist Lingxu would have snatched him away from Master Jue Hui.
Looking at Taoist Lingxu's expression, Su Lin was completely confused and had no idea what Taoist Lingxu was going to do.
However, Su Lin was a little worried about Taoist Shenji's current situation. He happened to meet Taoist Lingxu and there was no reason not to ask. He quickly said: "I have met the leader Lingxu. I have something to ask the leader."
Taoist Lingxu was in good spirits. When he heard what Su Lin said, he quickly smiled and held up Su Lin's arm and said, "But it doesn't matter!"
Although Su Lin felt that Taoist Lingxu's attitude towards him was a bit strange, he still asked: "Excuse me, how are you doing, Taoist Master Shenji?"
When Taoist Lingxu heard that this was what Su Lin was going to ask, his expression became slightly more serious and he no longer smiled so much.
"Shenji, it stands to reason that his suspicion has not been cleared yet, so he must stay in the room and not take a step out." Taoist Lingxu said slowly.
After hearing what he said, although Su Lin was a little disappointed, he still breathed a sigh of relief. As long as Taoist Shenji was fine, it would be fine. Although staying in the room was a bit boring, it was better than losing his life.
However, when Taoist Lingxu saw Su Lin's disappointed expression, he changed his expression and said with a smile: "However, after the leader of Shushan came up the mountain in the past few days, Pindao argued with him for two days.
Master Hui came forward as a guarantee, and the head of Shushan has agreed to take a step back and allow the divine machine to operate on Kunlun Mountain, but it is still not allowed to go down the mountain."
After hearing what Taoist Lingxu said, Su Lin looked happy and asked quickly: "So, I can see Taoist Master Shenji today?"
Taoist Lingxu was silent for a moment, and then said: "It's just that Shenji doesn't seem to want to go out for a walk. He keeps himself locked in the house all day long. Alas, why bother?"
After saying that, Taoist Lingxu shook his head regretfully.
Su Lin was a little strange. Since Kunlun Mountain had let him out, why did he still lock himself up? Is it because he had unresolved knots? It seemed that he wanted to give Taoist Shenji some psychological counseling when he had time.
ah!
After saying this, the two of them had nothing to talk about. Taoist Lingxu also had matters to deal with, so they left.
Seeing Taoist Lingxu leave so happily, Su Lin was a little surprised. Could it be that Taoist Lingxu came here specifically to praise his appearance?
Su Lin shook his head and expressed confusion.
In the afternoon, the competition continued, and the remaining sixty people were the elite disciples sent by each sect to seek opportunities in that small world.
Su Lin felt a little regretful. Until now, he had not met an opponent who could really show his strength.
For example, the opponent in front of him was not even as strong as Jianxu. In fact, Jianxu was just unlucky and failed to get a spot because he met Su Lin.
Otherwise, with his strength, he should be at least in the top ten.
However, what is different from the morning is that the competition venue where Su Lin is located is obviously much larger, and the crowd of onlookers is no longer so deserted.
Thinking of this, Su Lin had a headache, and his ears were full of noisy noises.
"That's him! When we competed with Senior Brother Jianxu this morning, he only made one move and knocked Senior Brother Jianxu off the stage!"
"You mean the one on the right? I don't think he's that good either!"
"What do you know? People can't be judged by their appearance, don't they?"
"Hey, I heard that he said in the morning that Senior Sister Shen is... so what?"
With such discussions going on all the time, Su Lin really had a headache. It seemed like this person would do nothing good if he became famous.
I guess by tomorrow, my statement that Shen Bingqing is a fool will be spread throughout the entire Shangsan sect, right?
Unlike Su Lin, the big man opposite him, holding a big sword in his hand, was not affected by the others at all and looked at Su Lin as if facing a formidable enemy.
Since the morning, most of what he heard was other people discussing how brave Su Lin was, which made him very unhappy.
Although he admits that Jianxu is very strong, and the person who can defeat Jianxu with one move is also very strong, he believes that he is stronger!
Just look at the frail look of this boy named Su Lin. Can he withstand his own sword? The big man thought this way.
So, just when the referee announced the start of the competition, he took a step forward.
Then he chopped directly on the head of the weak boy.
Then he felt a strong force coming from him.
Then he flew out...
The entire competition lasted no more than ten seconds, and the disciples below seemed a little unhappy. After all, they came to see the dark horse named Su Lin show off his prowess.
When I saw the big man holding the knife, I thought it would bring out some of Su Lin's true abilities, but your posture was quite powerful, but after you cut him, he didn't get much damage. You flew out first because you wanted to.
What's going on!
Countless boos rang out from the audience, and of course they were all directed at the big man holding the knife.
The big man with the knife lying unable to move under the stage was in trouble. He felt that the gap between him and the man named Su Lin was like a child and an adult...
The referees who presided over this competition were not surprised at all. After all, these referees' eyesight was different from that of ordinary disciples. They declared Sulin's victory without expression.
Su Lin also breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to leave. For no other reason than it was too noisy...
Of course he wouldn't know that there are very few opportunities for competition between the top three factions.
Generally, there is a competition between the three factions every five years, except for this special situation, there are very few exceptions.
So taking advantage of the opportunity of the opening of the small world, these disciples who have been practicing all day long have almost faded away. Even if they know that the opening of the small world has nothing to do with them, but look at the competition between the brothers and sisters in those sects.
It’s already very enjoyable, so naturally I want to watch it happily.
He was doing well, but he didn't know that the color of senior sister Shen Bingqing's underwear mentioned by those disciples was turned into colorful colors by those disciples' private gossip... (..)