Rebirth of the Supreme Celestial Being

The disciples inside and outside the door indiscriminately received a lot of money from the peak master, and all of them were filled with smiles. They naturally welcomed Lin Xuanzhi's arrival in the heart-if Lin Xuan They are not the closed disciples that Lan Yue Zunren personally recognized in public, they will definitely be happier.

However, no one is really jealous of Lin Xuanzhi, after all, according to their understanding of the people of Lan Yue Zun, even if the people of Lan Yue Zun do not accept Lin Xuanzhi, they will naturally not be in their turn.

In the middle of the moon, Lin Xuanzhi was holding a wine glass, pondering whether Yan Tianhen had seen Zun Huaiyu, and suddenly he was hugged around his neck from behind, and a heavy person was pressed against him.

Lin Xuanzhiqiang resisted the urge to shoot people out with his backhand, and was touched by a cold glass of wine.

"Little brother, brother, I’m...hiccups today, but I’m so happy!" Wan Yitong held Lin Xuanzhi’s shoulders sticky, had to stuff the wine into his mouth, and muttered, "Damn, you The kid is still a tool repairer, shameless, how the hell do you let others live? I heard that you are on the side of Tianji City, but you are very popular. Now everyone on the Wuzhou Continent knows your name... Tsk, next time this Kind of a good thing, remember to bring me. Um... but this wine glass is really good, and I will have another drink with my brother."

Lin Xuanzhi had to drink the wine that Wan Yitong quickly stuffed him into his mouth. Wan Yitong was a little unconscious. Seeing him drank it, he suddenly laughed and had to pour him another glass of wine. Go in.

Lin Xuanzhi's face was helpless, he cast a look for help at the wild waves watching the excitement beside him.

Hai Kuanglang leaned on a pillar of the hall, shook the crystal wine glass in his hand playfully, and said with a smile: "Old Fifth is always drunk and just like that. There is no way, and I can't control it."

Taking this opportunity, Lin Xuanzhi was filled with a glass of wine sticky and sticky by Wan Yitong.

Zhan Fengting is still sober and meaningful. Seeing that Lin Xuanzhi's clothes have been picked up by Wan Yitong, he quickly walked over and pulled Wan Yitong's arm, trying to take him from Lin Xuanzhi. Pulled up on his back, but Wan Yitong still held Lin Xuanzhi's neck and didn't let go, and still muttered: "No, I want to talk to my good brother, I have a brother, this is my brother! From now on, brother, I will cover you, hiccup..."

Wan Yitong took a drink. Although Lingjiu didn't have any unpleasant smell, it had a delicate fragrance, but it rushed into Lin Xuanzhi's ears and he almost didn't jump up.

"Okay, it's okay, your junior brother Gan Ming'er should have a psychological shadow on you." Zhan Fengting pinched Wan Yitong's squeak with both hands with a headache, and wanted to pick him up. Wan Yitong suddenly seemed to be caught. As if touching a laughing point, hahahaha laughed, rubbing against Lin Xuanzhi's body while twisting.

Lin Xuanzhi finally couldn't bear it. He was about to get up and pull people aside. When he saw Bei Sutian, who only showed his face at the beginning of the dinner, and didn't know where to go to practice sword secretly, he walked over without expression.

Bei Jitian directly pierced Wan Yitong's neck with his sword.

Wan Yitong looked like an arrow from the string. Turning over, he drew out the inseparable sword and pressed Bei Jitian's long sword back down. Bei Jitian looked at him coldly for a moment, and wanted to withdraw it. The sword, but found that it was pressed by a strong force, the sword did not move.

"You dare to shoot a sword at me, don't you just want to forget it?" Wan Yitong's peach blossom eyes that were not drunk slanted and looked at Bei Yitian, sneered and curled his lips, stood up straight, and enlarged a little With strength, he pressed down the pale red sword body under his sword again.

The atmosphere in the room became tense for a while, and Zhan Fengting's three-point drunkenness was no longer left, and he hurriedly walked over and said: "What are you doing? Yitong, put away your sorrow, Xiaotian, how can pity face my house? Junior brother?"

"You fucking dare to use pity?" Wan Yitong's eyes blushed, and he immediately pierced Bei Jitian's wrist. Although he was drunk, the hand holding the sword did not tremble at all. It is about to pick Bei Jitian's wrist.

However, Bei Jitian was not standing up and beating or scolding.He suddenly withdrew Lian Lian, and quickly retreated back. At the same time, he pulled a sword flower, put Lian Lian in front of him, and took Wan Lian abruptly. Yitong had a few tricks, Wan Yitong was unwilling to show weakness, leaned forward, "clang clang" and played a few tricks against Bei Jitian.

Zhan Fengting's face sank suddenly, and he said angrily: "You guys are so foolish! Stop all of them!"

However, Wan Yitong was half drunk and half awake, and couldn't hear anything at all, and Bei Dian Xiantian didn't want to die or get hurt, so naturally he wouldn't stop, so the two started fighting in this spacious semi-enclosed room.

Bei Jitian is obviously defensive as offensive, and he does not want to entangle with Wan Yitong, but Wan Yitong is a little too excited, and even has a few killer moves.

This is a big deal.

Zhanfengting draws his sword and is about to step forward. Originally, he was afraid that the world would not be chaotic and gloat and watch the lively sea waves. Seeing this, he quickly pressed Zhanfengting's sword holding hand and said: "Senior brother just rest, let me Come."

After speaking, Hai Kuanglang held a silver-blue multi-section whip out of thin air with his bare hands and joined the battle.

Lin Xuan Zhirao is very knowledgeable, and at this time he is also a little dazed.

Whenever he said something wrong, he fought inexplicably, as if he had met his father and his enemy, and wished to kill him. Shen Jianfeng said that the relationship between the seniors was very strong, but in fact it was all on the surface. Do you look like it?

Hai Kuanglang joined the battle, making Bei Jitian regain his momentum in an instant, but Wan Yitong had already reddened his eyes, and the whole person could not wait to destroy Bei Jitian. Hai Kuanglang screamed, watching to keep a few. The marginal attack was not enough, so he added a bit of anger.

A whip is like a snake, hooking Wan Yitong's sword hilt, Wan Yitong still wants to exert strength, only when the sea screams "Enough", Wan Yitong seems to have been tapped. , Frozen.

The sadness in his hand was hooked out by a whip.

Two "clang" sounds fell sadly on the floor of Guang Ke Jian Ren. The sound was originally not loud, but in a room where no one was talking and no extra sound was coming out, it did appear to be particularly abrupt.

Wan Yitong stared at the sword on the ground in silence for a while, then his body swayed from side to side for a few times, and then he closed his eyes and fell straight ahead.

However, he did not fall to the ground.

He fell into Bei Jitian's arms. To be more precise, Bei Jitian stretched out a hand and supported his back with the palm of his hand. As for the other parts... Bei Jitian didn't even have this on his sleeves. A drunkard who is drunk.

Hai Kuanglang breathed a sigh of relief, put away his whip, and stood beside him without any intention of stepping forward to help, and said: "These two little bunny bastards, it's really damn trouble for them. If you let the master see this, you must They are punished to death."

Zhan Fengting frowned and walked over to Bei Tiantian and said, "You two, what is going on?"

It's fine to say a few bad things on weekdays. If you really draw your sword and face each other, Zhanfengting will not be able to stay normally.

Wan Yitong was as soft as a puddle of mud.Although the drinks he drank didn't feel much when he drank it, but the stamina was full. Close your eyes and everything is asleep.

Bei Xitian seldom showed a rather helpless expression, looking towards Zhanfengting and Hai Kuanglang.

Hai Kuanglang sneered and said, "If you are looking for trouble, solve it yourself."

Bei Yiyao had to pick up this bomb of ooze horizontally, and when he was about to leave, he was called by Zhan Fengting.

"You wait for me." Zhang Zhan Fengting frowned, his expression unhappy, and said, "What is going on, please explain clearly before leaving."

Bei Xitian looked at Zhanfengting and was silent for a while and said: "He is about it, I don't like it."

"Fart." Hai Kuanglang rolled his eyes and said, "Fuck you when I and your big brother are blind or stupid? Although I don't like you, but it's uncomfortable. Your kid always has only swords in his heart. Others, Wan Yitong saw you, but he was like seeing his father and enemy."

Hai Kuanglang suddenly narrowed his eyes, staring dangerously at Beiqi Killing Heaven, and said: "Could you be doing something to Wan Yitong that you shouldn't do?"

A flash of astonishment flashed on Bei Yitian's face, and said, "What can I do to him? His swordsmanship, even if it is not higher than me, is equal to me."

Hai Kuang Lang looked at Bei Ji Tian's face with a slightly confused look, one head was two big, and he waved his hand and said: "It is done, this little bastard is handed over to you, you just find a place to throw him down. Yes, I am too lazy to care about him."

Hai Kuanglang even cursed a few words before turning to Zhan Fengting and said: "Brother, our stall, let's get away first."

Lin Xuanzhi, who was always onlookers, got up and walked over, saying, "The night is already late, and the two seniors might as well go back and rest first."

Zhan Fengting was a little helpless, and said: "Let you see a joke, you just came on the first day, didn't you be scared?"

Lin Xuanzhi smiled slightly and said, "My courage is not that small."

Hai Kuanglang squinted at him and said, "It's not that small, how did you hide so far? If you want me to say, the two of them are sword repairers, and you also repair swords, you should have stopped them just now."

Lin Xuanzhi is not ill and slow, explaining: "Even though one of them has the intent to kill, the other has no intent to fight. The one with the intent to kill is still drunk, and the sober one who is not intent to fight is just fighting. I can't get up."

What's more, he doesn't have a sword in his hand.

Without using the sword, Lin Xuanzhi naturally had other ways to stop the two, but he could not guarantee that the two would not be injured.

So Lin Xuanzhi would rather not move.

Bei Xitian had already walked to the door with Wan Yitong in his arms.

Suddenly, his body froze.

Lin Xuanzhi looked at the door and knew the reason.

"Master." Bei Tiandao.

He held Wan Yitong and it was not convenient to bow, so he directly put Wan Yitong on the ground.

Wan Yitong, who was supposed to be drunk and lethargic, stood up from a carp at the moment he touched the ground, and without drunkenness saluted the Luanyue Zunren standing in front of them, saying: "Master."

Venerable Lan Yue just looked at the two of them coldly, apparently having seen the scene just now.

Wan Yitong bit his scalp and said, "Master, it's so late, why are you still here?"

Lord Lanyue ignored him, walked past the two of them, and entered the house.

Several other people also saluted, but when Lin Xuanzhi saluted, Lan Yue Zunren deliberately avoided half ceremony.

Venerable Lanyue looked around and said, "It just happens to be here today."

Zhan Fengting said: "What advice does the teacher have?"

Lan Yue Zunren said: "Today I accepted Hua Rong as a disciple, but I haven't given him a meeting ceremony. I can't justify.

Master's gift of a disciple meeting ceremony is just like a disciple's gift of a master's apprenticeship. It is a customary practice. Some disciples from aristocratic families will even give valuable treasures as a teacher's ceremony in order to worship someone. By the way, he only received the same self-defense magic weapon that Lin Xuanzhi gave him. Although in the eyes of Lord Lan Yue, it is not too rare, but the most important thing is the apprentice's mind.

Venerable Lan Yue said indifferently: "I originally planned to find Zhi Ge for you as a meeting ceremony, but now think about it, I am afraid that sword has a special meaning to you, and you are more willing to find it yourself. ."

Lin Xuanzhi was startled slightly, nodded, and said, "Yes, Zhi Ge Jian, I must find out by myself."