Red Dragon Martial God

Chapter 386 Respecting Fragrance and Accepting Disciples

Meng Xiaoshuang knew that Lin Chen’s innate talent was only Level 4 Martial Spirit bloodline, although Lin Chen’s performance was excellent, in her mind No matter what the innate talent of Martial Spirit bloodline is, she will be the man she admires most.

But Level 4 Martial Spirit bloodline is just Level 4 Martial Spirit bloodline.

It has been five years since Meng Xiaoshuang entered Yu Divine Transformation teaching to now.

In five years, Meng Xiaoshuang himself was a variant of the Martial Spirit bloodline of the Ice Spirit Lion, and with Wu Hong’s personal guidance, it was only in the late stage of the Extreme Star realm.

And Lin Chen has no powerhouse guidance in Spirit Essence, cultivation resources are far less than Yu Divine Transformation, and innate talent can only be said to be average.

So Meng Xiaoshuang couldn’t believe that the Lin Chen who won the Qianlong grand competition this time will be the Lin Chen he loves.

“What? Senior Sister Meng, now that the bell is ringing, it must be about the recruitment of Disciple in this Qianlong grand competition. Maybe Lin Chen Senior Brother will be accepted as the head teacher of True Disciple. , let’s go over and have a look together?” Yao Lu said.

“Okay! Let’s go and have a look!”

This time, Meng Xiaoshuang’s answer surprised Yao Lu.

She did not expect that Meng Xiaoshuang, who had never left Tianze Peak in the past five years, would agree.

“Could it be that Senior Sister Meng is also tempted by that Lin Chen?” Yao Lu secretly snorted in her heart, “It seems that the previous Qing Gao was just pretending? It’s not possible to hear this Senior Brother Lin. Will be accepted as the Headmaster True Disciple, and you are moved?”

“But…this time, Senior Brother Lin belongs to me Yaolu, I will not give it to anyone! Only me… It’s only worthy of Senior Brother Lin!” Yao Lu secretly said.

Afterwards, Yao Lu and Meng Xiaoshuang walked down Tianze Peak together.

When I was halfway up the mountain of Tianze Peak, I met a few men dressed as Divine Transformation inner sect disciple to serve.

These men were shocked when they saw Meng Xiaoshuang.

“Why did Junior Sister Meng go down the mountain today?” One of the slender figures, a man wearing a jade waist, asked, his eyes looking towards Meng Xiaoshuang showed a hint of admiration that could not be concealed.

“Senior Brother Zhong!” Meng Xiaoshuang nodded slightly, saluting the questioner.

Yao Lu interjected: “Senior Sister Meng wants to go and see what kind of young talent is the leader of this Qianlong grand competition!”

” Oh? Dream Junior Sister is still so interested?” The man called Senior Brother Zhong asked in surprise.

This Senior Brother Zhong, named Zhong Yu, has been in love with Meng Xiaoshuang for a long time, and he has worked hard in the past five years.

But Meng Xiaoshuang has always remained unmoved.

“Maybe it’s because the leader of this Qianlong grand competition is from Izumo, just like Senior Sister Meng. Senior Sister Meng probably misses her fiancé… so I want to see it. Huh?” Yao Lu is still open-mouthed and has no scruples.

“Do you miss your fiancé?” Zhong Yu browsed slightly wrinkle and said, “Junior Sister Meng, although it’s inappropriate to say it, I still want to tell you that the fiancé you care about is not worthy of him. Yours! You are now a True Disciple taught by Yu Divine Transformation, and the gap between him and him will only get bigger and bigger in the future. You are not suitable…”

“That’s right, Senior Brother Zhong said. It’s very reasonable. Senior Sister Meng… Only a young genius like Senior Brother Zhong is worthy of you!” Beside Zhong Yu, someone said in a helpful voice.

“Senior Sister Meng, your fiancé, what realm is he now? Astral Transformation Realm or Spirit Sea realm? I’m afraid Senior Brother Zhong can easily kill him with one hand, right?” Another person, Same talk.

Meng Xiaoshuang frowned slightly, “Senior Brother Zhong, if I hear you speak ill of him again in the future, don’t blame me for being rude!”

On Meng Xiaoshuang’s body, breath It was suddenly cold, and an invisible cold air seemed to spread out.

Zhong Yu’s face changed. Seeing the cold and severe expression on Meng Xiaoshuang’s face at the moment, they had no doubts that this beautiful but iceberg-like woman would shoot directly at the next moment.

“Okay… Junior Sister Meng, it’s us who were abrupt!” Zhong Yu sighed helplessly.

“Senior Brother Zhong, if there is nothing else, I will go to Ascension Peak with Senior Sister Meng!” Yao Lu said.

“We really have nothing to do!” Zhong Yu nodded, then his eyes shined, “Why don’t you go to Yuhua Peak with you two to see who is the leader of this time Qianlong grand competition? Holy!”

Several other people around Zhong Yu also said that they had nothing else to do and could go and see together.

……

“Boom…”

“Boom…”

The melodious bell rings through one hundred and ten Eight times.

One hundred and eight, is the most common number, derived from the true essence of Buddhism in the Divine Dynasty of Putuo.

It means to get rid of one hundred and eight kinds of troubles, so as to make the body and mind return to tranquility.

According to Putuo’s Divine Dynasty Putuo teaching, each of the six faculties has three experiences of suffering, pleasure and equanimity, which are combined into eighteen types; and each of the six faculties has three types of good, evil, and peace, which are combined into eighteen types. , a total of thirty-six kinds, together with the past, present, and future three times, combined into one hundred and eight kinds of afflictions.

And one hundred and eight bells, each ringing, can eliminate a trouble.

The one hundred and eight bells are tolling, so that the body shape can let go of all foreign object distractions, so that people’s mind will be unconsciously immersed in an ethereal state , which contributes to perception and cultivation.

However, later…

These one hundred and eight have become more and more popular.

A lot of things are accustomed to use one hundred and eight to make up the number.

After the one hundred and eight bells taught by Yu Divine Transformation resounded, the Disciples above each peak had already headed to Yu Hua Peak.

The Ascension Peak is naturally the mountain where the Ascension Temple is located…

At this time, Lin Chen was standing outside the Ascension Temple with an incense burner and golden paving. The cloth Chang’an is in front of him.

Feng Baiyu is dressed in white scholar’s clothes, with outstanding charm and heroic spirit.

Many Elders stand on both sides, including Martial Saint Level powerhouses such as Spirit Sword Venerable, and Martial Artists in the Truth Transformation period such as Wu Hong.

Just by looking at these people, Lin Chen can understand why Yu Divine Transformation Cult can stand in Divine Martial Continent and sit on one side of Divine Dynasty.

This is the foundation of Great Sect, which has been passed down for tens of thousands of years or even longer.

More and more people have come to the peak of the feathering, and the bad people have already seen Lin Chen, the leader of the Qianlong grand competition.

Many Disciples were whispering, and the glances cast at Lin Chen were all envious and respectful.

It can be seen from the incense table placed that today, the headmaster of Supreme, will pay incense outside the Ascension Temple to receive his disciples!

Respecting incense is to show respect to God, thus expressing the importance of this disciple.

Lin Chen stood in front of the incense case and waited silently, his expression unemotional, as if flattered.

However, at the next moment, he suddenly felt a throbbing in his heart.

This throbbing is completely subconsciously…

Even Lin Chen himself doesn’t know why.

It’s as if there is a treasure that was lost and will be found again…

(End of this chapter)