World Meeting, World's First Pavilion.
"Sect Master, forgive Chouchou's stupidity, but what do you think of Young Master Lin's challenge to the eight great sects?”
Wen Chouchou's left hand was twisting a paper fan, while his right hand was holding a black stone and placing it on the chessboard. After placing it, he asked Xiong Ba.
"Chouchou, things are still too simple and not deep enough. Lin 'er wants to help the World Conference spread its name this time. It seems that Lin' er already has a plan in mind.”
Xiong Ba held a black piece in his hand as he spoke while playing chess. At the same time, he couldn't help but smile.
Wen Chouchou nodded his head as if he understood something. He praised,"Young Master Lin is really amazing. He's only seven years old, but he actually knows how to help our World Association spread its reputation.”
"Hahaha, well said. Lin 'er is not bad. Among the four disciples, only Lin' er and Shuang 'er can make me worry less. As for Yun' er and Feng 'er, sigh, let's not mention them!”
At the mention of Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng, and Xiong Ba, they sighed. Comparing people would only lead to death, and comparing goods would only lead to throwing them away. Jin Lin could help Xiong Ba make a name for himself outside, and Qin Shuang could help Xiong Ba deal with the matters of the World Association, so that Xiong Ba could worry less.
As for Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng, they were still children. Other than the necessary practice, the rest was just playing!
"Golden scales are not something that can be found in a pond, they will turn into dragons when they encounter wind and clouds." Even though Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng didn't have any outstanding aspects, Xiong Ba believed that they would shine one day.
He remembered that the Mud Bodhisattva had once told Xiong Ba that if he encountered a storm, Xiong Ba could turn into a dragon of the nine heavens and the world would be under his feet.
Previously, in order to find Feng Yun, Xiong Ba had spent a lot of effort to search for him, but he could not find him. Xiong Ba had also asked the Mud Bodhisattva, but the Mud Bodhisattva had given him such an answer.
"The wind is formless and formless, and there is never a moment of stillness. Clouds are also changeable and unpredictable; Even if one investigated the heavenly secrets, one could not predict the ups and downs of the wind and clouds in the sky!”
To put it bluntly, even the clay bodhisattva didn't know where Feng Yun was. Even so, Xiong Ba had found Feng Yun. Not only did he find Feng Yun, but he also found Jin Lin, which the clay bodhisattva didn't know about.
Right now, he didn't place much importance on Windcloud Tyranny. In his heart, the most important thing was still the Golden Qilin.
This was because Jin Lin's talent was too high, so high that even Xiong Ba was jealous.
However, when he thought about how the golden unicorn would be his right-hand man in the future, Xiong Ba was extremely happy.
Because there was nothing that would make Xiong Ba happier than the Golden Qilin helping him.
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Leyang Town, Zhonghua Pavilion
"Master, I heard that there's a new generation in Jianghu called Jin Lin. Moreover, there's a rumor that Jin Lin is going to set up an arena in Mount Song and Shaolin to challenge the Eight Great Sects. What do you think of this?”
A handsome young man of seven or eight years old with a sword on his back asked a middle-aged man in front of him.
Turning around, the middle-aged man replied indifferently,""Chen 'er, you are still young. Don't covet the fame and fortune of the martial world, and don't join the chaotic struggles of the martial world. These are not good things. Alright, you can continue practicing your sword. Practice the inexplicable sorrow of the inexplicable sword technique I taught you a hundred times!”
"Yes, Master!"
The youth replied.
That's right. The two people who had spoken were Wu Ming, the Martial Arts Legend, and his disciple, Chen Jian.
Jian Chen had heard the martial artists eating at the China Pavilion mention the Golden Qilin, so he had memorized it and told Nameless about it when he returned.?
In fact, Jian Chen wanted to go to Mount Song and Shaolin to take a look and watch the battle.
But who knew that Wuming would see through Jian Chen's thoughts with a single glance, and even punish Jian Chen to practice inexplicable grief a hundred times. Thinking of this, Jian Chen was extremely regretful. If he had known earlier, he would not have believed him so easily.
Although he regretted it, Jian Chen still remembered the name Jin Lin deeply. If it wasn't for Jin Lin, he wouldn't have been punished. As a result, Jian Chen had some conflict with the name Jin Lin in his heart. Later, when Jin Lin came to the China Pavilion, he even had some unpleasant things with Jian Chen.
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Jin Lin did not know what the others were thinking. At this moment, Jin Lin was actively preparing for battle!
Challenging the eight great sects was a battle of strength, and it was not something that could be casually said. Jin Lin had to be prepared. If he lost, he was afraid that it would be over.
If the side quest was not completed, not only would the Heaven and Earth One Breath Bag be gone, but even the Golden Qilin would be paralyzed for half a month. Just thinking about this made the Golden Qilin a little afraid.
Who knew what would happen after being paralyzed for half a month? By then, Jin Lin would not be able to move at all. If he went to the toilet without help, Jin Lin would probably suffocate to death.
If he died like this, Jin Lin would probably become a laughing stock. He would be the first transmigrator in history to die from choking on his feces. Just thinking about it was very embarrassing. Therefore, Jin Lin could only win this battle!
Three days passed quickly.
After putting on his clothes, Jin Lin put on a red cloak for himself.
There was no other way. Jin Lin did not want to do this either. However, some moves of the Cloud Expelling Palm required a cloak, so Jin Lin could only wear the cloak. Otherwise, it would be difficult for the Cloud Expelling Palm to unleash its full power.
This time, Jin Lin was going to war, not a beauty pageant. Of course, Jin Lin had to prepare according to his best condition.
After getting the horses ready, Jin Lin led his men to the Shaolin Temple on the mountain.
Because it was not far from Shaolin Temple, it did not take long for Jin Lin and the others to arrive at Shaolin Temple.
After entering, the people from the eight great sects had already arrived. It could be said that other than Jin Lin and the others, the rest who should have come were here, and those who should not have come were also here. Many people were here to watch the show. The eight great sects had occupied the position of the righteous sects for a long time. The others also wanted to see if the eight great sects were really so important that no one dared to challenge them!
"What's going on? Are the people from the World Association coming or not? We've been waiting for half a day. Don't tell me they're afraid and don't dare to come.”
The sect leader of Dian Cang Sect slammed the table hard, stood up and shouted.
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