"What's going on? The first day I came to Huayu Pavilion, I dared to fight and fight here?" The voice transmitted from the sky revealed a breath of arrogance and arrogance in the bones. Everyone heard it as if they were looking in their ears. When the gods come.
The coming person is at least the cultivation base of Yi Sui Peak, and the majesty carried in this voice is unquestionable and unstoppable. Even Wu Ling felt a deep sense of oppression. Huayu Pavilion is one of the three great immortal sects of the Eastern Empire. It has infinite power and talents. Even a person in charge who comes out to preside over the new recruits has such strength. This kind of pressure, deep into his bones, made Wu Ling suddenly think of Yang Tian, and the feeling of powerlessness is always fresh in his memory.
And now the voices in the sky faintly have the breath of the chemical weapon realm. It can be seen that in the near future, a generation of experts in the chemical weapon realm will be born.
"Brother, he relied on his cultivation base to be higher than me, bullying people." Kong Xiang struggled to get up from the ground. After seeing the incoming person, he knelt down quickly, facing the incoming person, the wicked person first complained.
"I am not your senior brother, you are not yet a disciple of Huayu Pavilion, and you are not qualified to call me senior." The arrogant voice sounded again. Suddenly, above the sky, a white long rainbow pierced north and south, and the qi aura fell one after another, and the breath was agitated. A man stepped on Baihong, and walked down step by step under the support of the strong air.
Volley wasted? Seeing this scene, Wu Ling was involuntarily shocked. The volley was in vain, this is a realm that Wu Ling can't reach now. A warrior who can volley and emptiness needs to step on the void, be faithful to the ground, and need to be proficient in the power of the wind in the natural world. This man does not seem to be the pinnacle of Yi Sui, at least he should be in the realm of refining the gods and returning to the void.
This man, judging from his appearance, is between 30 and 40 years old, he is extremely tall and straight, his spine is straight, his hair is in a bun, he is interspersed with hosta, his face is very gentle, his hands are empty, he is not holding a sword, baby or anything, Especially a pair of eyes, wide-eyed, tolerance is big. In Bai Hong, the qi, and the falling sky slowly walked down, as if an immortal descended from the mortal dust, without a trace of impurities, all were immortal energy.
"Is this the disciple of Huayu Pavilion? Which day will I be able to cultivate to the same level as him? This person is so enviable that he can volley in the air. He won't be the true disciple on Huayu's list, right!" Almost everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to look directly at the high-ranking disciple of Huayu Pavilion. They were muttering in their hearts, but they were not willing to relax at all, and focused on the young man with the light of their eyes.
Satisfied with the performance of these newcomers, the young warrior who was responsible for receiving newcomers swept the crowd with his big eyes, but he found an alternative.
He saw Wu Ling standing upright, his face was neither humble nor overbearing, with no expression of joy or anger.
This young warrior didn't feel much anger, but he felt a little strange. He remembered that when he entered Huayu Pavilion, he was also at the foot of the Huayu Immortal Mountain, and there was also a true disciple who was in the realm of refining the gods and returning to the virtual realm. At that time, he was like most people, when he saw the true biography disciple, he buried his head deeply.
Among those disciples of Huayu Pavilion, only one person was as indifferent as Wu Ling in front of him, and that person had already become the legend of Huayu Pavilion.
The young warrior secretly recorded Wu Ling's appearance, and it must not be easy for someone who can maintain this indifferent posture in front of people with higher strength.
"My name is Kang Jianan, and I am the true disciple who is responsible for receiving you. Were you two fighting just now?" Kang Jianan asked with a tepid tone while staring at Wu Ling with a calm expression.
"Yes, yes, it's because this guy is a little stronger, he bullied me, hurt a few of my companions, and broke my teeth." Kong Xiang on the side heard Kang Jianan's inquiry and was overjoyed. Although his mouth was leaking, he rushed to say.
As soon as he said this, the person next to him suddenly showed a look of contempt. Kong Xiang is really a complete dude, not only daring, but also the wicked first to sue.
In the face of Kong Xiang's remarks, Wu Ling still didn't say anything, fairness and comfort, everyone saw the scene just now, and he didn't need to argue at all. The truth is more powerful than words. In front of the truth, all the ingenious words and arguments are clouds.
Xie Yuyan was about to step forward to defend, but Wu Ling was also given a wink and stopped.
After seeing this scene, the surrounding Huayu Pavilion newcomers were a little worried about Wu Ling. Some people with a sense of justice wanted to say something about Wu Ling, but they all held back, because they thought of Kong. Xiang's backing is Kong Han's business.
These newcomers who have nothing to do with Huayu Pavilion can only do things in a low-key manner, low-key people, and ignore other people's things, otherwise they will get a fishy smell and violate Lai Huayu Pavilion's original intention.
"Do you have anything to say?" Kang Jianan finally couldn't help but ask when looking at Wu Ling who was calm.
"No, that person should fight!" Wu Ling said calmly.
Hearing Wu Ling's almost pretending answer, everyone gasped. At least, you should also talk about the reason for beating. Even if the reason is on your side, you can't pretend to be forceful in front of the true disciples! This is a true disciple~!
Kang Jianan smiled indifferently, and he didn't care about Wu Ling's answer. In fact, he didn't care about the cause of this incident at all, and even whether the fight happened or not, he didn't even care. He is a high-ranking true disciple, the top figure standing among the thousands of disciples in Huayu Pavilion. This time, it was only after receiving the master's order that he had no choice but to go down the mountain to find new things.
Na Xin interrupted his cultivation, which has already annoyed him a lot, and he didn't care about things like fights between newcomers.
Kong Xiang saw that Kang Jianan didn't mean to deal with Wu Ling at all, so he was immediately anxious. He hurriedly got in front of Kang Jianan and whispered: "Master. Senior, my eldest brother is the core disciple Kong Han, just now This kid is indeed causing trouble, you must give me such a bad breath."
"Fuck off, before entering Huayu Pavilion, I was thinking about forming gangs. I think you don't want to live anymore." Kang Jianan sternly scolded when he saw Kong Xiang's posture like this. He is the disciple of the three pavilion master Wu Xieyang, Wu Xieyang has always been a decent person, and his ears and eyes have also made Kang Jianan's upright character, and he is most uncomfortable with this kind of villain.