Xuan Huan: Winning is numb, my disciples have systems

The little old man looked at Lin Yaotian with disgust.

However, he also moved to the side to make some room.

Lin Zhuotian lay down.

After a moment, he showed an expression of enjoyment.

"It has to be Uncle Master. If you don't try it lying down, who would have thought that such a shabby mat can be so good lying down."

As soon as he finished speaking, the little old man raised his hand and Lin Zaotian was stunned.

Suddenly there was a muffled sound, like a big bell.

"Your coffin is not in vain."

The little old man nodded with satisfaction.

"Uncle Master, do you know everything that happened?"

Lin Zhuotian spoke out.

The little old man glanced at Lin Zhuotian:

"Your senior brother is not a jobber."

"Too."

Lin Zhuotian nodded and then said:

"What do you think, Uncle Master, about this matter?"

The little old man didn't say anything, he just pointed at Lin Zhuotian's butt.

Lin Zhuotian looked clear:

"Is it possible to start a fight?"

"What are the plans of the sect? Do you want to intervene?"

"If we don't intervene, I guess there will be a big fuss. The Cang clan's own strength is not weak, and with the intervention of the will of heaven and earth, maybe it will be a war between the two realms."

The little old man shook his head:

"We don't need to plan this matter."

Lin Zhuotian stood up slightly:

"The sect is going to take action?"

There was a bit of surprise and surprise in his words.

"of course not."

The little old man said:

"The sect's intention is Gang's intention. Whatever his plan is, let him do it. On our side, we can keep it secret."

"he?"

Lin Zaotian was stunned.

"Isn't he still a little bit inadequate at this level?"

"After all, this little guy is only in the realm of a saint, even if he is full of calculations."

The little old man shook his head:

"I feel like this little guy is not as simple as you think."

Lin Tiaotian heard this and said:

"That's for sure. After all, most things in this domain are developed around him. It would be strange if he were simpler."

"But the saint, if you speak up to the Holy King, this is not even a little worse than the Holy King."

"Even his parents back then didn't reach this level."

The little old man glanced at Lin Zhuotian:

"The sect must have their reasons for saying this. Besides, your uncle and I also feel that this little guy is quite extraordinary."

"Leave it to him, maybe he can give us some surprises."

After a pause, the little old man looked outside:

"Even if it doesn't work, I still have you here. You can take care of me and don't make too much of a fuss."

"This little guy has almost grown up. It's time to try to let him take charge of some major events in the world."

Lin Tiaotian nodded in agreement.

After a moment, he seemed to have thought about something and asked:

"We're taking care of you. What about you, Uncle Master?"

"Me?" The little old man shook his head and sighed:

"I'm old, and now it's your young people's world."

Lin Zhuotian suddenly fell silent, looking a little solemn.

Then, he said seriously:

"Uncle Master?"

"how?"

"How about I grow a coffin for you to live in? Can we switch?" Lin Tiaotian said.

"Your broken coffin stinks, keep it for yourself, and you covet my precious mat."

After the little old man finished speaking, he kicked him out of anger.

scoff!

In front of Lin Zhuotian, the void suddenly opened.

His body was directly kicked in by this kick.

When he reappeared, he was already in the long coffin.

From outside the long coffin, the little old man's voice came:

"No delivery."

........

Tianbao Pavilion Headquarters.

"Pavilion Master Sun has taken a lot of trouble on this trip."

Lu Changzhi thanked him and stood up.

"You're welcome." Sun Junlin waved his hand:

"You are welcome to come anytime if you have time in the future. If you need anything, you can always ask."

A few more polite words.

Afterwards, Lu Changzhi and Lu Yuan left together.

After the two left, beside Sun Junlin, the void moved slightly, and then a projection appeared.

This figure is just a projection, but it still shows that he has an extraordinary identity.

It is the master of Tianbao Pavilion.

"How does it feel?"

Sun Junlin thought for a while:

"The battlefield of immortality may really appear in the world."

As a business manager, he has his own intuition.

"The emergence of the Immortal Battlefield will surely set off a new round of violent storms, but the outcome may depend on the power behind it."

The projection said, paused slightly, and then shook his head:

"Unfortunately, very little is known about this aspect today."

Sun Junlin nodded and turned to say:

"He should be somewhat interested in the Holy Emperor, but it's probably a bit difficult."

"It's quite difficult." Projection said.

"The Holy Emperor Yi Yi was a man with an eccentric temper, and he expressed his disdain for future generations during his lifetime. Before his death, he even said that no one would be able to find his tomb. Even his so-called disciples have been searching for it to no avail. ."

"Even if he can find it, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to get anything."

Sun Junlin also knew about the Holy Emperor and nodded in agreement.

"However, if he can really find and get it, it will show that he is not simple. Maybe we can pay attention to this aspect."

Sun Junlin thought for a while and said:

"The One-stroke Holy Emperor is famous for his formation-making skills. Chen Kun from Nandao State is good at formation-making and has also had contact with Lu Changzhi, so he can pay attention to this aspect."

........

"This trip has been somewhat rewarding."

On the returning flying boat, Lu Changzhi flipped through the information he brought back.

These information are exactly related to Yi Yi Sheng Emperor and Chen Yi Yi.

I was just asking around casually, but I unexpectedly came up with an idea. It was an unexpected surprise.

The Holy Emperor is a veteran Holy Emperor.

As long as it can be found, it is enough to prevent accidents during the opening process.

As for the present words.

Let's go back to the academy first and let Zhong Ming's system get busy.

Put away the information.

Mind a move.

The clone appeared in its original position.

The next moment, Lu Changzhi directly chose Zhong Ming.

Come.

brush.

The scene changes.

Return to the sky above the courtyard near the Wanfa Academy.

Lu Changzhi felt something in his mind.

In the house, despite the double obstruction of the system and the array, you can still feel the surge of breath, and it looks like you are practicing.

"This does look a bit like Xiao Ye."

Lu Changzhi smiled slightly.

Not long after arriving, I was busy practicing.

"wrong."

Suddenly, Lu Changzhi raised his eyebrows.

This doesn’t seem to be a serious practice!

Opening the system page, he glanced at Zhong Ming's realm.

"Huh? Have you reached the first level of the Holy King Realm?"

"This speed is enough to knock Master onto the beach!"

The newly recruited disciples reached the same realm as him within a few days.

Very exaggerated.

"but,"

Lu Changzhi thought of something and a smile appeared on his lips:

"The growth in cultivation brought by this new disciple has not been used yet. Now that Zhong Ming has become a Saint King, it is time for me to improve my level."

At that moment, Lu Changzhi got up and returned to the house.

After arranging the array and other shields, Lu Changzhi sat down cross-legged and said softly:

"System, improve your cultivation."