Chapter 380 There is something dirty

The collective advancement of the people from the Supreme Sect successfully made the monks from the other two sects forget their original purpose.

A world in which only two people are hurt is achieved.

"My name has been squeezed out." The monk had a sad face. It was difficult to be on the list in the first place, and Lin Du's appearance gave him a heavy blow.

"No, that's the ranking I just made!" The monk held a large scroll with a heavy expression on his face.

If Lin Du had told them in advance, they wouldn't have spent so much time copying all of them!

Three people successfully advanced to the Huiyang Realm, one person advanced to the Qianyuan Realm, and the two Huiyang Realms were successfully completed.

All the 100th generation disciples have reached the Huiyang Realm.

He Gui thought for a moment and said, "I think I can continue to recruit apprentices and leave them to these kids to take care of."

Feng Yi nodded in agreement, "Okay, but I think they will lead the children astray."

"That's a good question." He Gui fell into deep thought. "But Yuan Ye, Yan Qing and Jin Xuan were raised by Lin Du, right? That's why you think they are a little...unstable?"

"Look at Mo Lin and Tian Wu, this is much more stable." He Gui said and looked at Mo Lin.

In the pouring spiritual rain, a group of people became like drenched monkeys. Even Mo Lin and Xia Tianwu were in the rain, holding a large iron basin and a large iron vat, trying hard to collect the spiritual rain.

"Hey! This rain is really painful when it hits people! Do you think this big jar can be filled?" Yuan Ye also took out a jar.

"I can lift two!" Ni Jinxuan said loudly, "Look, Senior Sister, I can help you lift two!"

Mo Lin took a look and said, "I can lift a bunch of them with my spiritual power!"

The islands are rocky and not easy to release. They can only be suspended manually or lifted up physically. The scene is chaotic, with people and large tanks flying around.

He Gui and Feng Yi turned around at the same time... Never mind, it's really too unbearable to watch.

"Isn't it? Geniuses are all rather peculiar." A cultivator whispered after seeing this scene.

"It's only the Supreme Sect that's like this, right?" one person replied, "But if it's the Supreme Sect, then it's normal."

The other sects were a bit reserved at first, standing obediently on the side, too embarrassed to try to get a piece of the action.

But after Lin Du and Xia Tian had invited Master Su Mu without enthusiasm, the monks of the Jishizong hesitated and took out a small bottle - how many contacts there were, it would be a waste if it fell on the ground.

Just rub it for a while.

The monks of Guiyuan Sect watched the end of King Jesejong and then looked at the people around them.

It was Pei Qin who walked over and started to get along well with Ju Yuan who was standing in the rain, and they got wet in the rain together openly. Only then did the monks of Guiyuan Sect collectively move a little.

"That's good now. Your apprentice has reached the Huiyang realm. You don't have to worry too much." Pei Qin sighed.

"Is your disciple still stuck?" Ju Yuan turned around, "I remember that he still gives money to our sect every year?"

Pei Qin shook his head, "I'm still dead. I haven't participated in the Zhongzhou Competition or the Sect Competition yet. I just accepted a little disciple. That child is great, that child."

Lin Du listened to the conversation between the two and understood that the tuba was useless, so he should practice the trumpet instead.

The rain gradually stopped. Lin Du glanced at the stone tablet and said, "It's time to get down to business."

The formation master of Guiyuan Sect stepped forward and said, "Master Lin... you have explained that formation before, but this formation is not what I have learned."

Although Lin Du is not even a fraction of his age, it's no wonder that Lin Du's master is the leader in the art of formations today. He has probably seen more books on formations than he has in his life. He has never heard of such a rare formation as "Dragon Sucking Water", but Lin Du doesn't seem to find it surprising.

Just now he had resisted asking for a specific formation diagram, thinking that he could break the formation by on-site measurement. However, he discovered that the power of the rules here was extremely strong, greatly interfering with the survey, so he had to ask Lin Du to come.

Lin Du understood, "I'll be right there."

The first time is new, the second time is familiar. Lin Du easily broke the formation, dismantled the formation, found the teleportation gate, and led the monks of the three sects to pass through.

There is no huge and luxurious underground palace under the stone tablet here, and it even looks a bit dilapidated.

If it weren't for the wrong location, Lin Du even felt that the scene deserved a north wind to blow up a few dead leaves.

It's so desolate.

The tree didn't grow legs and run away, but the person did stretch his legs and run away.

It was clear that Feng Dynasty had notified the other two sects to go out to sea and rush to Chongxiaobang as soon as the incident happened, but the people of Fusifang seemed to have fled faster than fish. The place was deserted and even the bricks on the wall seemed to have been scraped away, leaving it in pieces.

The ground was in a mess and one could see the monks were running in a hurry.

Although the man ran away, the tree did not grow legs and walked away.

Lin Du looked at it carefully for a while and said, "No, they didn't run away because they knew we were coming."

She suddenly pulled out her folding fan and asked, "Didn't Senior Brother Nine and Senior Sister Ten send any news?"

Feng Chao was startled, and then he took out his own magic weapon, "Is there anyone?"

But among so many of them, not one of them felt any sign of invasion from outsiders.

Mo Lin spoke, taking the sword and staff from his back, "Someone is there."

He practiced the Divine Heavenly Dao and swordsmanship for many years. He was extremely sensitive to evil and murderous aura and could sense even the slightest bit of murderous aura.

This is an instinctive reaction of the body.

"How did you figure that out?" Feng Chao used his spiritual sense to search it carefully.

Lin Du felt the burning sensation on his wrist and said, "It's not a person, it's something dirty."

It is very, very dirty.

"Are you still not showing up, Demon Lord?" Lin Du said sarcastically, "It's hard for you to run so far and still outrun us."

As soon as these words were spoken, the cultivators who were originally a little confused and even felt that Lin Du was deliberately mysterious suddenly felt terrified and drew their weapons at the same time.

A light laugh came from the tree. "What's your name? Oh, Lin Du, you are really...sharp."

The Tree of Origin is not only luxuriant with branches and leaves, but the aura of the power of rules above is enough to block all sight. Because of the power of rules, the consciousness cannot penetrate it, and it can also cover up all smells. No one dares to touch it directly or drill in to take a look.

How did Lin Du figure that out?

There was a tremor on the tree, and the power of rules rubbed and collided with each other. Then a man came in, wearing an intricate and gorgeous heavy brocade robe, with his clothes half open, looking lazy and luxurious, and his face was covered with an exquisitely crafted gold mask inlaid with gems. However, all this could not cover up the strong smell of blood on his body. The dried blood stains on his clothes had not yet oxidized too much and were still a bit rusty.

"They came pretty quickly." Qianyu looked at the group of people, "Since all the important ones are here, let's kill them all."

Lin Du crossed her arms, and Han Yueling lay on her shoulders. "Don't say it, please don't say it, he acted really well."

"That's right, they are completely different. He is not at all the poor little guy who dares not even sit at the table for meals." Lin Du watched Qianyu's performance quietly and had a heated discussion with Han Yueling in his mind.

"What is he doing here?" Han Yueling was puzzled and licked the hair on her chest. "It probably won't be long since he came here, right?"

"I'm here to steal your food." Lin Du said calmly.

Han Yueling was immediately furious, "What the hell! How dare you snatch my food!"

This didn't work. Han Yueling, who was originally lazily hanging on Lin Du's shoulder, suddenly jumped down and turned into a giant white wolf taller than Mo Lin, growling and baring its teeth at Qianyu.

Lin Du listened to the little thing protecting its food and felt very satisfied.

Now that there are so many people, it can be a 50-50 split.