Eternal Martial Emperor

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When Lin Yun returned to her bedroom in Yufu Wufu, she practiced all night Lin Ying, who was lying tired and sweaty at this time.

When she saw Lin Yun returning, she was full of energy instantly, and immediately bounced off the bed, and said to Lin Yun playfully: "Brother Yun, haven't you had breakfast yet? Sakura will make you porridge right away."

Lin Yun put the two boxes on the ground and said to Lin Ying gently: "You were exhausted all night when you practiced the" Nine Yin Han Jing "all night. Hurry up and rest, don't worry about me."

Lin Ying shook her head stubbornly, stuck her tongue out at Lin Yun, and ignored Lin Yun's persuasion, boiled the porridge on her own.

Lin Yun also knew Lin Ying's personality, so she didn't persuade her any more, and immediately sat down to set up a magic circle.

"Bright brother, the deacon just came to the notice, saying that Wufu will convene new disciples, announce some things in the lecture hall, so that all new disciples must arrive at noon today." Lin Ying seemed to remember something, while she was congee Lin Yun said.

"Really? I see."

At the same time when Lin Yun answered, the legal array had been arranged.

Lin Yun immediately started, using the magic array to refine the soul baby grass into essence.

After refining the essence, Lin Yun drank it, then meditated cross-legged, and began to run "The Immortal Body" for the second time.

Because the amount of soul baby grass essence is too large for Lin Yun to absorb it in a short time, the energy of the essence can only be stored in the body, first gather in the lecture hall, and then slowly refine when free.

At noon, Lin Yun had sealed all the energy of the soul baby grass essence.

He exhaled a sigh of heat from his mouth and stood up from the ground.

Turning his head and looking, I saw a bowl of hot Babao porridge on the counter beside.

On the side of the bed, Lin Ying was immersed in sweet sleep.

The red quilt slipped a little, without completely covering her delicate body, exposing her white, smooth shoulders.

The sun shone on her smooth shoulders, making the already fair and delicate skin more clear and translucent, like a beautiful sleeping beauty.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Lin Yun suddenly felt an inexplicable feeling.

It was a affection for the girl in front of her.

It's like my brother's love for his sister, but not exactly. There is also a special feeling beyond the feelings of brothers and sisters.

Lin Yun knew that this feeling was not his own, but the original owner of the body.

Lin Yun inherited the memory of the original owner, and incidentally inherited his emotions.

Lin Yun didn't think much. He walked to the bed silently, stretched out a red quilt, covered Lin Ying quietly, and then took Babao porridge to drink and left the room lightly.

Through the long corridor, Lin Yun went west all the way to the lecture hall.

When Lin Yun arrived at the Ju lecture hall, there were already many disciples sitting in the ju lecture hall, but the elders and deacons of Wufu had not yet arrived.

Lin Yun made a rough estimate, and there were nearly a hundred disciples present.

These disciples are almost all second-level samurai realms. Obviously, they are all new disciples who have not entered the martial arts for a long time.

Lin Yun walked into the lecture hall, and found a place to sit down casually.

Among the many disciples at the scene, Lin Yun looked very inconspicuous, and almost no one noticed him.

But when there was a teenager, his eyes were always on him.

"Lin Yun, it really is you."

When he heard someone call his name, Lin Yun turned his head and looked around, and saw a teenager with a clear eyebrow.

This boy is seventeen or eighteen years old, looks gentle and gentle, and looks like a weak scholar, it is hard to remind him that he is a warrior in the second-level samurai realm.

Lin Yun is no stranger to the boy in front of him, because he is the son of Mu Qingyun, Mu Yangyun, the master of Qingyun City.

Mu Yang Dog was the runner-up of Qingyun City's last martial arts assessment. He was recruited into Yuzhou Wufu together with Liu Tianliang, and the ranking has not changed much from Liu Tianliang.

Although Mu Yang Dog is the son of the host of Qingyun City, he is not weak in character, but very weak, not like the son of the owner of the city.

After entering Yuzhou Wufu, he was even more cautious, tolerant everywhere, and never dared to cause trouble.

Because he knew very well that he was the top genius in Qingyun City, and in this Wuyu government in Yuzhou, he was just an ordinary disciple.

Seeing the fellow fellow of Qingyun City, Mu Yang dog seemed a little excited: "I just heard a few days ago that you won the military championship of Qingyun City. I thought you would only get started after a while, but I didn't expect it to be so fast Get started. "

Because Lin Yun has won the Wuju Championship for a few days, Mu Yang dogs thought that Lin Yun had come to Yuzhou Wufu for a long time, and these days, he was trying to pass the entrance examination.

"It took me a whole month to pass that entry test. I didn't expect you to pass that entry test in just a few days."

When talking, Mu Yanggu couldn't help looking at Lin Yun's admiration.

In Mu Yang's opinion, being able to pass the entrance examination in a few days is really amazing.

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However, Mu Yang dog did not know that Lin Yun had been in Qingyun City a few days ago, and did not arrive at Yuzhou Wufu until the day before yesterday.

And on the day of Yuzhou Wufu, Lin Yun passed the assessment directly. The time taken for the actual assessment was only two seconds.

Lin Yun was too lazy to explain these things, he just coped with a sexual "Oh" and didn't speak again.

Mu Yang dog still wanted to say something, but at this moment, the lecture hall suddenly quieted down.

"Elders are here."

Lin Yun Xunsheng turned his head and saw a white-haired old man who brought several young men into the lecture hall.

The old man with white hair was wearing a white robe, holding a thick book with one hand. Although he was over seventy years old, he seemed to be trembling with energy, and he was always released with a strong breath.

However, his realm has reached the peak of the third-level martial arts master, which is higher than Lu Yixiu. Obviously, he has a very important position among the elders outside.

And several youths are all in their thirties, and the nine-level samurai are obviously deacon.

"My name is Chen Sihan and I am an elder of Wufu." The white-haired elder introduced himself first, and then announced some important things to the disciples present.

Everything he announced was related to the adjustment of resource allocation.

Because the number of Wufu disciples is increasing, the cultivation resources are becoming scarce, so the resources have been adjusted.

The distribution of cultivation resources is no longer the same as before, so the disciples outside are treated equally.

The distribution of resources today depends entirely on rankings.

The higher the disciple, the more resources are allocated.

The lower-ranked disciples, the less resources are allocated.

If you want to allocate more resources, your disciples must work harder to achieve a higher ranking in the ranking battle at the end of the month.