Lin Fan came back calmly. The training plan for Zhang Ergou has gradually taken shape in Lin Fan's mind, but the specific situation still needs to be carefully conceived.
Zhang Ergou, who has suffered a heavy blow in life, may be depressed for a long time.
In the afternoon, when night fell, a group of uninvited guests came to Wuming Peak.
"Lin Fan, the sect has no place to house them, so let them stay here for one night." Supreme Elder Wu Ya came forward and said in person.
"No problem, this is a warm welcome." Hearing this, Lin Fan couldn't disagree. He is a hospitable person, and it is such a pleasure to have friends come from afar.
"Elder, don't worry, I will definitely take good care of them." Lin Fan said with a serious face, and then looked at the group of Nine Heavens Sect disciples behind him, with a slight hospitable smile on his lips.
"That's not necessary. Tomorrow is the battle for the strongest talent, and we will only stay for one night." Wu Ya nodded and said with a smile.
Although what happened in the morning made the people of Jiuxiaozong lose face, but he believed that Lin Fan must not have done it on purpose.
"Okay, no problem, my Wuming Peak is usually deserted, but now it's bustling." Then Lin Fan greeted Zhang Ergou, "Hurry up and arrange a residence, remember, the best place in Xitou Make room."
Although Zhang Ergou said that his feelings were hurt today, he still hid something deeply, so he immediately stepped forward with a smile on his face.
"Come on, come on, senior brothers, come with me." Although Zhang Ergou looked a bit shabby, his warm and hospitable face won him a good impression.
At this moment, Xinfeng looked at Lin Fan with resentment on his face. The memory of today's event is still fresh, and it cannot be forgotten. Although the banquet is rich, but to Xinfeng, it is tasteless. All he thinks about is today things.
Now that I came to this unnamed peak and saw this guy again, I was naturally very upset.
"Brother Yi Chu, please stay here temporarily tonight." The elder on the Wuya stage said with a smile.
"Okay, the environment here is not bad. It's very quiet. Let the disciples have a good rest tonight, and we can win a good ranking tomorrow." Liang Yichu had already forgotten what happened this morning. Save face, but tomorrow's strongest Tianjiao battle will determine the winner.
At that time, regaining face was also very beautiful.
"Elder Wuya, just leave it to me here. I will definitely show the holy way of hospitality to the fullest, so that they will remember it deeply." Lin Fan said, patting his chest.
The Supreme Elder Wuya nodded in satisfaction, it is also a blessing for the sect to have such a disciple.
"Brother Yi Chu, then you guys should rest earlier." Wu Ya bid farewell to Liang Yichu when he left.
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After Elder Wu Ya left, Lin Fan's face that had sworn to promise changed instantly, and it changed into a cheap smile.
There is a way to heaven, you don’t go, and there is no way to hell, you come here. If you don’t treat me well, it really can’t reflect my custom of Wuming Peak.
Tomorrow's strongest Tianjiao battle, as a member of the holy sect, naturally let the disciples of the holy sect get a good ranking.
Lin Fan was not a despicable, insidious and shameless person, so he naturally despised such indiscriminate methods.
"Teacher, there are a lot of people here." Cai Zhiqiao clapped her hands happily when she saw so many people coming to the originally clean Wuming Peak.
Lin Fan didn't speak, and quietly stroked Cai Zhiqiao's little head, and when his deep eyes looked at the disciples of the Nine Heavens Sect, there was a gleam of light.
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Night fell.
The disciples of the Nine Heavens Sect gathered together, and Liang Yichu told about tomorrow's events.
"Tomorrow, the strongest Tianjiao battle, you must show me the strongest strength and win a good ranking." Liang Yichu was full of confidence at this moment. The disciples who came to participate in the competition this time were all elite disciples of the Nine Heavens Sect.
Especially his apprentice, who is the most arrogant among the arrogant. Although he failed a little in the morning, in his opinion, it was just a momentary carelessness.
On the competition stage tomorrow, there will be fair competition, but this will not be the case.
"Elder, don't worry, tomorrow I will go all out and win the top card." The disciple of the Nine Heavens Sect Tianjiao said confidently.
"Well, that's good. Let's all go back and recharge our batteries. We'll see your performance tomorrow." Liang Yichu said.
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And at this moment in Lin Fan's residence.
Lin Fan, Zhang Ergou, Mie Qiongqi, and Feng Bujue sat in a group, discussing softly with each other.
"Sovereign, what are you going to do tonight?" Zhang Ergou knew the power of the suzerain. It is not easy for these guys to spend a night on Wuming Peak safely.
Lin Fan looked at the brightly lit room outside, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and then he waved his hand. Several people tilted their heads and listened carefully. Finally, the four of them looked at each other, and finally laughed cheaply.
At night, it was very dark, and the Wuming Peak was also very quiet, occasionally there was a night cry.
The west room is where the disciples of the Nine Heavens Sect live.
There are several houses between each disciple's house.
Wang Yanglin is a Tianjiao disciple of the Nine Heavens Sect. Although compared with Xinfeng, he is slightly inferior, but no matter whether it is cultivation base or talent, he cannot be underestimated.
This time representing the Nine Heavens Sect to come to the Holy Sect to compete for the strongest Tianjiao battle, he is naturally well prepared.
Although senior brother Xinfeng is very strong, for Wang Yanglin, he doesn't want to fight.
At this moment, Wang Yanglin sat cross-legged on the bed and entered the state of cultivation. Streams of breath, like flowing water, flew out from his nasal cavity, surrounded himself, and finally gathered at one point, condensing on the top of his head.
At this time, there was a movement outside, Wang Yanglin immediately opened his eyes, and became a little vigilant.
"Brother, do you think this is true? Is there really a ghost on our Wuming Peak?"
"How do I know, but you sure don't know the origin of Wuming Peak?"
"What's the origin?" The person who spoke was a little nervous.
"The Unnamed Peak used to be called the Heavenly Burial Peak, where the disciples who died fighting for the sect were buried. Although the sect moved them later, the temperature will suddenly drop at night, and that's when those ghosts come out."
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"Brother, don't scare me, I'm timid."
"Don't worry, even if those ghosts come out, they won't harm us, we are their juniors."
"oh oh… "
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The voice outside the door gradually disappeared, but Wang Yanglin, who had heard these words in his ears, couldn't calm down anymore.
Sky Burial Peak? The burial place of the disciples who have died.
this…
Wang Yanglin couldn't help but feel trembling all over, his slightly nervous eyes stared around, as if it was really cold.
Could it be that there are ghosts
At this moment Wang Yanglin stood up and looked around vigilantly.