Chapter 1024: mob

There are many people in the cabin now, and Lin Yun doesn't want to take out the spirit crystal.

This thing is much more precious than the spirit stone, and Lin Yun's taking it out can easily arouse doubts about how Lin Yun got it.

At this time, the red silk in a red robe came to Lin Yun.

There are only a handful of female monks in the audience, and Hong Ling is definitely the most beautiful and unique presence in the audience.

No matter where she goes, she is easily noticeable.

"Senior Sister Hong Ling."

Lin Yun saw Hong Ling approaching, and immediately bowed his hand to Hong Ling.

"Lin Yun, I almost thought that you were not coming." Hong Ling said.

"Since I have promised Senior Sister Hongling, I won't break my promise." Lin Yun smiled slightly and looked polite.

After a pause, Lin Yun continued: "I have never had a chance. I thank Senior Sister Hong Ling face to face, and thank Senior Sister for getting me a place."

After hearing the words, the Taoist leader standing nearby was startled.

It turns out that she gave Lin Yun the quota for Lin Yun?

The Taoist leader couldn't help wondering, what is the identity and background of this woman who could get a place in the temple trials?

"By the way, Senior Sister Hongling, this is my good brother, and his name is White Shark." Lin Yun introduced.

"Hello, my name is Hong Ling." Hong Ling looked at the white shark, elegant and polite.

Yuan Liang, who was standing not far away, saw Hong Ling running to see Lin Yun, his teeth itchy.

Because of Hong Ling's conversation with Lin Yun, some of the monks present also noticed Lin Yun again.

"Isn't that the kid who was late just now."

"I seem to have seen that kid. At the last auction of immortality, at the gate of Qingyang Ancient Town, it was him. He had defeated the elder of the Ice Spirit Palace who had defeated the Tier 1 Nascent Soul with his golden core cultivation base. I was also there at that time."

A small group of monks recognized Lin Yun.

That was the only time Lin Yun made a public shot.

As for Lin Yun's shots at other times, they have not been announced.

For example, the head of the Baiyun Sect fought against Lin Yun. Of course, the White Cloud Sect would not say anything about this kind of shame.

Therefore, the shot at the gate of Qingyang Ancient Town was the only cognition of Lin Yun by others.

"He can beat the Tier 1 Nascent Soul with the realm of the golden core, which is considered good, but in the temple trials where talents are born, it seems very mediocre."

"Indeed, who is not a martial genius who came to participate in the temple trials?"

...

Another place in the cabin.

It’s okay for everyone to stay in the cabin, or to communicate with each other during the hour, especially the disciples who are going to participate in the competition, are busy building relationships with the disciples of other forces in order to have a response in the trials.

However, the Great Elder of the Ice Spirit Palace and the three disciples stood in place, with no intention of communicating with other disciples in the competition.

At this time, the second elder of the Asura Hall, with three disciples, walked in front of the four of the Bingling Palace.

"Ice Spirit Palace Grand Elder, I really didn't think about it, you still dare to let your disciples participate in the temple trials, you are really brave." The second elder of the Asura Palace sneered.

"The trials are held in the temple, why don't we dare?" The Great Elder of the Ice Spirit Palace said coldly.

"Only with you three trash disciples, you will die if you go." The second elder of the Asura Palace smiled.

Immediately afterwards, the second elder of the Asura Hall turned to look at the three disciples behind him.

"Remember, when participating in the trials, if you encounter a disciple in the Ice Spirit Palace, you will directly kill me!" The second elder of the Asura Palace ordered.

"Yes!" The three Shura Temple disciples all nodded in response.

"You..." Bing Ling Palace's facial muscles twitched sharply.

The three Bing Ling Palace disciples didn't look good.

They all understand that the Asura Palace has risen rapidly recently, and the level of the three participating disciples in the Asura Palace is far beyond the Ice Spirit Palace.

If the other party really wants to kill, they might be in trouble.

"Why are your faces so ugly? Why? Are you scared?" The second elder of the Asura Hall had a playful smile.

"Get out!" The Great Elder of the Ice Spirit Palace glared at him angrily.

"Okay, I'll get out, but after the trials begin, it is your disciple from the Ice Spirit Palace who will suffer! Haha!"

The second elder of the Asura Hall laughed, then took his three disciples, turned and left.

...

the other side.

Where Lin Yun is.

Several disciples from the outer door of the temple who wore white robes of the temple and smelled of golden lotus on their sleeves came over.

Wherever the temple disciples went, the disciples of other sects gave way.

No one wants to offend the temple disciples, in that case, the next temple trials will not have any fruit.

These disciples of other sects, in their sects, are definitely the most dazzling geniuses, and they are qualified to participate.

But when they came here, these geniuses, who were worshipped in the martial arts, had to lower their stance.

These temple disciples came to Hong Ling and Lin Yun in a blink of an eye.

The man walking in the forefront, with fair skin, handsome facial features, and blue silk, is definitely a beautiful man who can make countless girls go crazy in the city.

"Hong Ling, I haven't seen you for eight years. You are more dignified, elegant, and beautiful than before, without the childishness of a girl." The handsome man held a folding fan in his hand, and looked personable.

Hong Ling's eyebrows frowned: "Zhang Jian, I haven't seen you in eight years, do you still like to be annoying so much?"

"Hong Ling, I'm just here to talk to you about the past and discuss the matter of team formation in the trials." Beautiful man Zhang Jian said.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Jian, the beautiful man, turned his eyes to Lin Yun and White Shark.

"You two, move aside, don't stop me from chatting with Hong Ling."

Zhang Jian carried an unquestionable domineering atmosphere.

"Sorry, I've always stayed here." Lin Yun said calmly.

The beautiful man Zhang Jian's brows narrowed slightly: "Do you still dare to talk back? Okay, even if you stay here all the time, then I will let you roll aside for me now, listen! Go! Understand! Do you!"

"Who do you let go!" The white shark was immediately angry.

Lin Yun grabbed the white shark, and then said with a smile: "Let us go? Excuse me, why are you?"

"Why? I am called Zhang Jian, I am a disciple of the temple, and I am better than you, is that enough?" Zhang Jian gently instigated the folding fan in his hand with an arrogant expression.

"These are not enough."

Lin Yun shook his head calmly, showing no signs of fear.

People don’t offend me and I don’t offend people, even disciples outside the temple.

Lin Yun didn't want to provoke them, but they dared to provoke themselves. Sorry, Lin Yun would never swallow.

In the face of other people's oppression, once you lower your head and get soft, others will treat you as a soft persimmon, and then you will never end.

"Boy, how dare you talk to our brother Zhang Jian, are you looking for death by talking like this?"

Behind the beautiful man Zhang Jian, a disciple outside the temple reprimanded.

Their temple disciples, in front of these ancient sect disciples, hermit disciples, casual cultivators, etc., they have a superior arrogance.

In their eyes, most of the young monks outside were a mob. They looked down on these monks outside, and Lin Yun was naturally classified by them.

Now, they were turned back by an outside monk.

This is challenging their arrogance!