The two of them looked at each other awkwardly.
"I... Uh, Holy Master, I suffered a backlash while repairing your restriction.”
Lin Xing hesitated for a long time before coming up with such a lame excuse.
Mei 'er's face was flushed red, and her heart was beating fast.
Lord Holy Master, it's actually, it's actually true! To me!
But why did he not have the slightest thought of resisting? There was even a hint of sweetness when she saw the Holy Master's flustered and cute expression?
Sir Holy master
Mei 'er lowered her head.
......
Lin Xing already did not know how he was going to bid farewell to Mei 'er. When he thought about how his wretched side was exposed in front of Mei 'er, he simply felt ashamed.
The image of an expert! It was gone just like that!
"Fortunately, my strength is not fake. It is impossible for Mei 'er to rebel. Image? F * ck! Can image be eaten?" Lin Xing finally gave up on himself.
The pine and cypress trees were verdant, and the wind blew gently. Lin Xing was bathed in the fresh air, enjoying the fragrance of the flowers and plants.
It was not easy to live without a heart. Using Mei 'er to infiltrate Long Yin, Lin Xing still felt very guilty in his heart.
He was a man, but he had actually fallen to the point of using a woman?
Lin Xing was starting to despise himself.
"However, the first step of Long Yin's plan is to start a war between the Righteous Dao and the Devil Dao. Could it be that there were spies in the four sects of the Demonic Sect?”
Lin Xing thought for a while but had no clue, so he put it aside.
It wouldn't surface until it exhausted both the righteous and demonic powers. The current world was still peaceful.
As for himself? Of course, he had to hide behind the scenes!
"Fellow Daoist, this disciple is actually just a nobody on Longshou Peak. I am a good citizen, a good citizen!”
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After sending off the coquettish Mei 'er, Lin Xing turned around and searched for Bi Yao's traces along the way. After half a day without any gains, one could imagine how depressed he was. His image was ruined, and he even lost his goddess. How unlucky!
Since he had nothing better to do, Lin Xing returned to the mountain when he remembered that the Seven Lineages Martial Competition was about to begin in a month. Before he left, he wrote Ping 'er a sentimental and tear-jerking love letter and went to the two nagging foxes for a meal. After everything was ready, he packed his bags and returned to the mountain.
Not seeing for a few months, the Green Cloud Mountain was still so lofty and tall. Qingyun Zi was really awesome back then, choosing such a good place. Not to mention cultivation, just looking at it was refreshing.
He had originally planned to stay in the Qingyun Sect for the rest of his life. After all, he had the Immortal Slaying Sword. The Qingyun Sect deserved the title of refuge. Lin Xing would never go back and do the dangerous thing of taking a magic weapon and swearing to " eliminate evil and protect the Dao ". Demonic Sect? What does it have to do with me?
But now, everything had to be planned from the beginning. Not to mention the huge threat of Long Yin, just Ping 'er's side alone was enough for Lin Xing to consider carefully.
There was a huge difference between a bachelor and a non-bachelor!
The strong wind whistled past and hit Lin Xing's ear without stopping. The lush forest was full of life. At this moment, the Qingyun Sect was still the leader of the righteous path, an immortal blessed land. The dense atmosphere of the mountain was peaceful and quiet. If not for all kinds of emergencies, Lin Xing would really have stayed in the Qingyun Sect for the rest of his life.
Unfortunately, the heavens didn't f * cking let him have his way.
Not long after the Seven Lineages Martial Competition, the Demon Cult attacked.
Ten years later, the Beast God Rebellion.
Finally, it was the Shura's Tribulation.
There was also the hidden Dragon, who had been hiding in the dark for a long time.
Under the calm water, there was a turbulent undercurrent. Every small boat was in danger of capsizing.
Lin Xing was not alone. He had to plan everything well.
The immortal sword under his feet flew through the clouds at a rapid speed. The sky was vast, and one's heart seemed to expand as well. Standing at a high place, the scenery of the entire mountain was reflected in one's eyes.
Different heights, different sceneries.
In his previous life, in a world without cultivation and mantras, Lin Xing would never have thought that he would be able to stand tall in the sky one day.
Lin Xing thought of many famous sayings:
The greater the power, the greater the responsibility.
Power would breed ambition.
Misfortune is the source of happiness, and happiness is the source of misfortune.
......
All of this was actually just floating clouds!
What does everything in the world have to do with me? What good is fame and fortune to me? The mountains of gold and silver were nothing more than a handful of dirt in the end. The long river of fate flowed endlessly. Only what one cared about and liked was the most beautiful scenery.
Lin Xing thought of the bottle again.
That dimpled beauty in a light yellow dress with a sweet smile. Since when did she have a place in his heart that could not be ignored?
In the dead of night, Lin Xing would always think of her. Her every frown, smile, every word, her cunning and intelligence, and an indescribable sweetness surged into his heart.
In the Hehuan Sect, the two of them played and played. They only felt warm and comfortable, but there was no sad charm like in the story where they loved each other to death and would not marry anyone but the king.
'This must be the feeling of first love,' Lin Xing thought.
However, after being separated for a long time, she realized that their feelings for each other were getting stronger and stronger. When all the bits and pieces gathered together, it was a deep love that could not be separated.
It was the deepest love that could not be replaced.
He could take advantage of Mei 'er when his blood and qi were exuberant, or he could fantasize about Madam Thrice Wonders when his mind was in turmoil, or he could rack his brains to please the goddess in his heart, Bi Yao.
However, there was only Ping 'er. Only Ping 'er was different.
Regarding Ping 'er, Lin Xing didn't dare to have any distracting thoughts. He couldn't bear to, and he couldn't allow it.
He did not dare to destroy that pure and brilliant fragrance, that pure paradise in his heart.
For her, Lin Xing could do anything.
There were also Madam Three-wonders, Old Fox, the good brothers and sisters of Tongtian Peak, and Master Aosong, who was controversial in the original novel. They were all beautiful scenery in the long river of life.
In the sky, multicolored light shone brightly as the clouds churned. Lin Xing's gaze swept across the vast land and the overlapping clouds. A sense of determination surged out of his heart.
I want to fight!
I want to go crazy!
Lin Xing thought it through. He was not just a person. I don't care about power, wealth, and benefits, but it doesn't mean that I can't use them! Everything was just a means to reach the Nirvana Realm, not a goal!
Since he couldn't grasp the direction of fate, then he would participate in it!
Qingyun Sect, Tianyin Temple, Burning Incense Valley; Ghost King Sect, Thousand Poisons Sect, Joyous Union Sect; Beast God, Asura, Long Yin!
Wind and clouds, iron horses and golden spears. The chaotic chess game was about to begin. As a transmigrator, how could he be passively beaten?
The first chess piece had been placed. Lin Xing wanted to be the one playing chess!
The chess game that stirred up the world!
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The next chapter should be around ten in the morning.
In addition, Jin Ping 'er was the first female protagonist of this book.
There were many reasons. At the beginning, he was preparing to write a serious (cough cough) Doujin novel. At that time, he wanted Jin Ping 'er to be the female lead. Jin Ping 'er, who had never experienced any scheming, was still very cute. He was dressed in a light yellow robe, his eyes were moving, and his smile was pleasant. In terms of personality, she was a little similar to Huang Rong.
Of course, this is just my understanding and imagination (Who knows what the previous Jin Ping 'er was like o(Kou)o),
I have a special preference for the Demon Cult's 'demons'. Jin Ping 'er was like this, Biyao was like this, and Little White was even more like this. In comparison, Lu Xueqi and Tian Ling 'er didn't really like it. Of course, in comparison, he would still accept it ~
Jin Ping 'er had a sorrowful temperament. Bi Yao also had it, but her grief was more obvious and stubborn. As for Jin Ping 'er's temperament, it would occasionally appear. She was the kind of strong girl who hid her sadness in her heart and hid it with strength and gentleness. She did not want others to see her clearly. Bi Yao's cuteness leaned towards being mischievous and clever, while Jin Ping 'er leaned towards being cunning and witty.
Books couldn't convey the meaning. In short, in terms of ranking, Jin Ping 'er was first, Bi Yao was second, and Xiao Bai was third!
Of course, these were the rankings in his heart and did not represent the rankings in this book!
As for the discussion of the female lead's personality and image, interested readers can leave a message in the book review section. I will seriously reply!
I said too much on a whim. Please forgive me, haha! However, the main text was nearly 2,000 words, so it shouldn't be considered as pouring water, right?
In addition, the path of hegemony was something I forced upon myself. If he wrote it step by step, it would be too challenging and boring. Every time he wrote, he would improve. He had to grasp it well!
Of course, it wouldn't overshadow the main character. After all, Fei Lu's novels were well-known by everyone!
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