In those years, the cultivators we cut together

Soon, several people in the jade house took a piece of cantaloupe and sat around Ye Qingluan.

Ye Qingluan supported his chin, and said with a smile: "Is it sweet?"

"It's okay, not as sweet as watermelon." Lin Xiaolu said while eating.

"Snapped!"

"Is it sweet now?"

Lin Xiaolu with a slap on his face nodded: "Sweet."

Ye Qingluan smiled, looked at the few people and continued: "Your master is guarding the house, the head of the sect will tell you the matter in person."

She glanced at the people who were eating melons with a smile, and then said with a smile: "This time against Tianzhu, the disciples of the inner sect are just going to gain knowledge. It is the head of the sect, the elders of each line, and the true biography of the old school who really fight with Tianzhu." Disciple, so when the time comes, you will stay behind."

"what?"

Lin Xiaolu, who was eating melons, was greatly disappointed: "What's the point of staying behind? If I had known, I might as well have stayed in Emei with Ah He, bragging with the boss."

"Little Lu, don't talk to the head like this." Li Miaoxin tugged him and explained:

"Ahe stayed in the sect to prevent the disciples from the outer sect who picked up the stars from needing to use their spiritual power to deal with anything. They didn't stay there to play."

Ye Qingluan also nodded and said with a smile: "Miaoxin is right. After all, it is impossible for Mingru to handle all the trivial matters of the sect by himself. He is only responsible for guarding the house against foreign enemies."

Seeing what the second daughter said, Lin Xiaolu nodded helplessly, and then said curiously:

"Master, then if we don't participate in the war, what shall we do after arriving in Shahai?" Lin Xiaolu asked.

"When the time comes, you just listen to Yaoxi and Miaoxin's instructions." Ye Qingluan said with a smile: "When the time comes, the inner disciples from Emei, Longmen, and Shushan will stay together and cheer for us from a distance. Enough."

After finishing speaking, she looked at Lin Xiaolu and emphasized: "Xiaolu, if you don't listen to Miaoxin, you will know the consequences."

Lin Xiaolu shivered in fright and nodded.

At noon, the huge Yu Ruyi and the eight flying artifacts finally came to the vast sand sea after flying all the way.

The Sand Sea is a boundless and huge desert. The climate here is hot and dry. The huge sun hangs high above the top, filled with dazzling golden light, which illuminates the sand in the desert golden. Even the air is constantly trembling due to the high temperature. , It also made many Emei disciples who saw the desert for the first time feel novel.

"Brother Lu, this is the desert, so handsome."

"Wow, look over there, what a big cactus."

A group of inner disciples were so excited that they lay down on the jade railing and pointed down excitedly, shouting, which made Lin Xiaolu roll his eyes.

What a bunch of guys who have never seen the world, isn’t it the desert? I crossed the desert with Wugou A Ning Shuai Ya at the age of 13, heh~

In the arena, the huge flying magic weapon began to land one after another. After landing smoothly, all the Emei disciples jumped off one after another and assembled their teams according to their respective divisions.

They will wait here for the disciples of Longmen and Shushan to come, and then they will go to Loulan deep in the desert together.

In the crowded and tight queue, Xiao Yuer, who saw the desert for the first time, was squatting on the ground, patting the hot sand in the sun, while Lin Xiaolu, who was holding a handsome duck, looked around beside her.

He found that the brothers and sisters around him seemed to be seeing the desert for the first time, but it seemed that their cultural level was not very high. Although each of them felt fresh, they couldn't say anything particularly literary, so Lin With an idea, Xiao Lu ordered in a low voice to the handsome duck in his arms:

"Duck, duck, teach me some pretentious words, the kind that describe the desert scenery, high-end, I want to pretend."

Shuai Shuai Ya rolled his eyes when he heard that, and then said a few words to him helplessly.

At this moment, a few true disciples next to Zhaixingyimai are gathering together, feeling the desolation and strange beauty of the desert, saying something: "It's really big", "It's really yellow", "It's so yellow and big". class of discourse.

And just when the few of them were excited, a slightly immature boy's voice suddenly sounded:

"The solitary smoke outside the Great Wall is straight, and the long river sets in the sun~ What a desert~"

As soon as these words came out, a group of true disciples were stunned at the same time, and then they turned around in astonishment.

In the field, Lin Xiaolu with his hands behind his back, looked at the thousands of miles of yellow sand, admiring himself alone, showing the posture of a master.

Even Li Miaoxin, Ah Yi and others were startled by his words, Li Miaoxin even looked at Li Yaoxi with joy on his face:

"You see, Junior Brother Xiaolu is still very talented. Such a good poem can't be written without any ink in his stomach."

At this moment, the true disciples who heard Lin Xiaolu's poems were all curious, and a senior sister even asked him with a face full of surprise:

"Little brother, did you compose that poem just now?"

Lin Xiaolu nodded shamelessly.

"Wow~ Junior Brother is really good at writing!"

In the arena, the disciples of the true biography were impressed by Lin Xiaolu's talent, and they praised him so much that they praised the young man with joy. At this moment, a very spectacular scene suddenly appeared in the distant sky.

In the blue sky under the scorching sun, thousands of monks pierced the sky, came with their swords, and gliding in the blue sky made countless sword marks.

"It's the Taoist friends from Shushan who are here!"

In the sky, thousands of Shushan sword repairmen walked with their swords, and they made a dense sound of piercing through the air. The whole team was like a beautiful meteor shower, emitting endless sword lights under the scorching sun. The leader among the thousand sword cultivators is Situ Zhong, the master of Mount Shu.

Like Emei, Shushan obviously also dispatched the true disciples of the old school. At this moment, the new generation of inner disciples like Tan Songlei are flying behind the team.

Soon, Shushan Sword Cultivators landed one by one, and the two sects merged. The elders of the two sects immediately chatted enthusiastically with each other, and Lin Xiaolu also brought his little friends to surround Tan Songlei and Asparagus bamboo who had just landed.

At this moment, Tan Songlei looked at the group of Emei heroes in front of him, and said tremblingly:

"Lu, Brother Lu, what are you doing?"

Lin Xiaolu folded her arms and narrowed her eyes:

"Song Lei, it's been a long time since we met Huang Tian Mirage, this time we meet, are you not allowed to show respect to elder brother?"

Tan Songlei was embarrassed when he heard the words:

"My junior sister and I came out in a hurry, and forgot to bring something to honor Brother Lu, sorry."

"It doesn't matter, what a joke." Lin Xiaolu nodded with a smile, then turned to look at the glutinous rice balls behind him:

"Tangyuan, the leader of this gang will give him to you."

When Tangyuan heard the words, cross-eyed eyes lit up:

"Alright Brother Lu!"

Tan Songlei: ...

The young man looked at Tangyuan's wise crossed eyes, and was so frightened that he trembled and almost cried.

This guy is in Huangtian Mirage, but he can beat two ruthless people who have built a foundation in the East!

……

……

At noon, in the endless desert

The true disciples of Shushan and Emei two stepped on the hot sand, talking with each other in a hustle and bustle, and the head of the elders was also discussing the countermeasures for a while, so no one cares about Lin Xiaolu and the others. At this moment, the inner sects of Emei and Shushan Disciples, just chat and chat together, bragging and bragging.

The situation of Shushan's inner disciples was similar to that of Emei. They also came to learn more, and it was not their turn to play in this kind of battle.

"Brother Ah Yi, are you really the same age as us?"

"Brother Tan, you are welcome, I will be sixteen next year."

"Hey, I thought I was already a genius in the field of sword repair, but I didn't expect to meet brother Nianyun first, and now I meet you again." Tan Songlei looked worried.

"Haha, Brother Tan, you are welcome. In front of Senior Brother Xiaolu, we are all equal." Ah Yi said modestly.

Chen Nianyun at the side listened to the conversation between the two, and wanted to laugh.

In the middle of the field, Tan Songlei continued to ask curiously: "Brother Ah Yi's sword is so strong, has he really never beaten Brother Lu?"

"Never hit."

Ah didn't feel ashamed at all, and said with a normal face: "I have joined the Yide Furen Gang now, and I recognize Brother Xiaolu as the eldest brother. There are so many masters in our gang, and they are unpredictable. They are better than me, and I guess they are better than me." There is three."

"Three?"

Chen Nianyun was stunned when he heard this, and looked at Ah Yi with some doubts:

"Aside from Xiao Lu and Xiao Yu'er, who else is better than you?"

Hearing this, Ah Yi raised his face, which was blindfolded by a black cloth, and faced another glutinous rice ball that was selling elixir to Shushan disciples:

"Brother Tangyuan, if you put it in my Great Wild Sword Ancient Sect, sooner or later you will become a generation of alchemy emperor, Emperor Tang!"