The eyes of many members of the Tianxingmen gathered on Lin Yang, most of whom were very appreciative, some were ulterior motives, some were jealous, or even hated each other.

After all, people's hearts are separated from their stomachs, and even if they are in the same sect, their ideas are different, which is normal.

Most members still support the young master, believing that Lin Yang is gifted and possesses abilities that are difficult for ordinary people to reach. He is a genius who has never been seen in a century. In the future, he will carry forward the Tianxingmen and take it to a higher level.

Some people also think that Lin Yang is the root of trouble. Before entering the Tianxing Sect, he has offended several major sects and will bring bad luck to the Tianxing Sect. He should be driven out of the master's sect so as not to be implicated by him.

Some people even think that Lin Yang is not worthy of being the young master at all, such as Mr. Lei and his disciple Qin Chuan and others. The contemptuous eyes fell on Lin Yang, and they were very disdainful.

In the eyes of everyone, the snow cloud sculpture carried Lin Yang to the front of the hall. After landing, he casually put away his animal pet and bowed: "Disciple has seen the ancestor and the sect leader, I'm back."

The ancestor Hongyun showed joy on his face, changed his previous majesty, obviously looked at Lin Yang with admiration, and said with a smile: "It's good that you're back. Tomorrow is the day to go to Xuanling Realm. Everyone is very anxious and thought you couldn't catch up."

Lin Yang said: "This matter is of great importance. How dare I forget it? I keep thinking about it. It will not be delayed no matter what."

No matter what, Ah Xing's persistence had a result. The most trusted personal disciple did not disappoint her. She rushed back the day before, and was still quite reliable. She was not a person who was untrustworthy.

She nodded and said solemnly: "Then go back and take a break early and be prepared. You will lead the four disciples from the sect to follow you to the master and enter the Xuanling Realm to pick medicine."

Lin Yang agreed readily: "Disciple obeys the order and will do its best to bring back the medicinal materials for our sect as much as possible so as not to disappoint everyone."

A voice came from the right side, and Old Lei snorted coldly: "Is it up to you? Is there any qualification to represent the Tianxing Gate to go to Xuanling Realm? Is it embarrassing to see you?"

Such a question made Lin Yang look stunned. He turned his head to look at the strange old man, frowned, and replied with some displeasure: "What, I don't have the right, do you have one?"

I'm too old, I'm afraid I won't let you in and compete with a group of younger generations for medicinal materials..." "Rareless!"

Faced with Lin Yang's ridicule, Old Lei's face turned red. It was unpredictable. Just a young boy, how long has he joined the Tianxing Sect? How dare he be rude to him? If this continues, what can I do?

The old guy made up his mind and never let the other party have a good time. He said angrily: "What kind of thing are you, and you dare to act wildly in front of me?"

Lin Yang was not afraid of him at all. His master was the leader of the Tianxing Sect. What was he afraid of? He said in a deep voice: "I am not a thing, there is nothing wrong with it, but I am the young master of the Tianxing Sect."

At the critical moment, Ah Xing naturally had to support his disciple and whispered loudly: "I said it right. You are the young master of this sect and you are not allowed to look down on others."

Old Lei became more and more angry and said in a very resentful manner: "So what? The young master must be able to be able to do it. You can't just find a vase.

I don’t think he is very capable, and it is difficult to represent the highest level of his disciples and cannot complete the task."

Ah Xing frowned, feeling that the old guy was simply unreasonable. He repeatedly targeted her disciples and said coldly: "What do you mean, let me hear it?"

"In my opinion, among the disciples of the Tianxing Sect, my disciple Qin Chuan is among the best and can take on important responsibilities.

If the sect leader doesn’t believe it, you can ask them to compete. Survival of the fittest will also seem fair. What do you think?”

Old Lei did not hide anything at all, but was outspoken, hoping that Qin Chuan would compete with the sect leader and disciples, and even shine, and become the most outstanding next generation of the sect.

Everyone looked at each other, thinking that Jiang was still old, but Old Lei actually came like this, just to make Qin Chuan stand out. He was a master who was dedicated and responsible, and he did not hesitate to offend the sect leader.

A Xing did not hesitate at all about Lei’s proposal and directly agreed, “Yes, then as you said, let them compete for a place to enter the Xuanling Realm, and start now.”

Of course, there were also strong men talking to Lin Yang, feeling that the young master was exhausted when he was running around for a long distance. If he competed immediately, he would probably be difficult to perform his best.

Lin Yang expressed his gratitude for their concern and said that there was no problem and was willing to compete with Qin Chuan.

In this case, both sides came to the center of the square, stood towards each other, and looked at each other.

Qin Chuan was very excited. As long as he could defeat the boy opposite, he would become the most powerful disciple of the Tianxing Sect. He had a bright future, wouldn’t it be wonderful?

An opportunity is rare, and it is hard for Master to win it, so you must not miss it.

Lin Yang's face was calm and his heart was calm. After all, he had seen many storms and waves. He often had conflicts with strong people and fought with disciples of the same generation, which made him no big deal.

Especially when he just returned from the Underworld Realm and witnessed the battle between major sects, the brutality of the Ghost King Sect and the Blood Evil Sect, as well as the duel between the Queen of the West Dragon Clan and the Blood Spirit, as well as the guardians of the Ghost King Sect, how could he care about his fellow disciples in front of him?

A cold light flashed, Qin Chuan had already drawn his sword, pointed at the young master on the opposite side, and said in a deep voice: "Let me show your weapons, let me see what ability you have to be the young master of this sect, and whether you have a false reputation."

There is really a kind of master, and there are disciples. The master and apprentice are exactly the same and don’t take Lin Yang seriously at all.

The sword in his hand was dark green, the blade was curved like a snake's body, and the snake's head was carved at the end of the hilt. The master gave Qin Chuan the spiritual snake sword, blowing the hair sharp blade, cutting iron like mud, killing people without blood.

Moreover, Qin Chuan has always regarded himself as a master of swordsmanship. For the sake of safety, he directly drew his sword to face each other. He was like a sharp knife being sheathed, with a momentum that he would not give up until he achieved his goal.

Everyone was very surprised. After all, the struggle between the disciples of the same sect rarely used weapons to avoid accidental injury.

As the saying goes, swords have no eyes! Especially disciples may not be able to receive and receive freely. If it causes a bloody case, wouldn’t it be bad?

Logically speaking, A Xing, as the leader of the sect, should stop it. However, she did not want to be said to favor her disciples in person, so she acquiesced. She would fight between you whatever you want, as long as there is a result.

Furthermore, she knew deeply that the journey to the Xuanling Realm was full of dangers. After all, the precious medicinal materials were limited, and at that time, there would be no need to fight, even fight, or even suffer casualties. It would be better to practice in advance to avoid being hurt by outsiders.
Chapter completed!