After Lin Chuan and Ziyin fell, many disciples and elders gathered around.

"Real man! You are back!"

"I'm going to inform the sect master that Ziyin is back!"

With a burst of cheers, the entire Tianyong City became lively.

After all, Zhenren Ziyin is not an ordinary cultivator, and even in Tianyong City, he did not appear many times.

But the man standing in front of the real Ziyin looked a little in the way.

"Who is that person? He actually stood in front of the real Zi Yin?"

"It can't be someone who was rescued by the real person, I really don't know the etiquette."

"It's still a real person with a generous heart, and this can be tolerated."

The muttering of the disciples made Lin Chuan frown.

Looking back at the real person Ziyin, Ziyin also showed an embarrassed smile.

"It's me who taught Wu Fang and made you laugh."

Lin Chuan waved his hand and said nothing.

When the realm reaches the realm of Lin Chuan, it doesn't really matter to the comments of these ants-like people.

But before taking a few steps, several disciples stood in front of Lin Chuan.

"Stand back and ask Master Ziyin to pass first!"

As soon as the words fell, a stern scolding came from behind Lin Chuan.

"Presumptuous! How dare you speak to this man like that?"

A purple light flashed by, and the few people who were blocking Lin Chuan fell to their knees on the ground. The real Zi Yin stood between Lin Chuan and them, scolding them with red ears.

Everyone never expected that the real person Zi Yin would actually have a real fire with them for an outsider.

After all, they are considered to be the apprentices of the real Ziyin. What is the origin of this person, so that the real person of Ziyin is so protected.

And between the words, there is still a faint meaning of awe?

On the way here, Lin Chuan explained to the real person Ziyin, don't call out the immortals, it sounds weird.

So after going back and forth, everyone only knew that the real Ziyin respected Lin Chuan for some reason, but they didn't know the real reason.

A group of people waited, and soon returned to Tianyong City.

On the main hall, they were seated according to their seniority.

Before, if the real person Ziyin was not there, the city lord would take the first place.

Today, Lin Chuan sat directly and carelessly in the middle position.

The real Ziyin had nothing to do, and sat next to Lin Chuan with a calm expression.

But the rest of them muttered again in private.

"Who the hell is he? He actually sits in the place of the real person Zi Yin."

"I think it's just a hairy boy. The real Ziyin treats people leniently and doesn't care about anything."

"Then why was there such a big fire at the door just now? I saw that the kid must have a background."

"Haha! I don't have a clue. You can't find out if you try it? You'll see me later."

After finishing speaking, a well-built disciple stepped forward, bowed his hands first, and then spoke to Lin Chuan and Ziyin.

"This young hero, I think the real person brought you back because of your aptitude."

Master Ziyin glared at the apprentice, then looked at Lin Chuan, just about to reprimand the apprentice, but Lin Chuan waved his hand to stop Master Ziyin.

When he entered the city just now, even if the real Zi Yin respected him so much, he did not gain much prestige.

It seems that these disciples are still not convinced by him, this is a good opportunity to make them completely convinced.

"Oh? You can't talk about aptitude, just proficient in some swordsmanship and some Taoism."

Lin Chuan looked at the man with a smile and said.

"Okay! If that's the case, why don't you and I have a game? It can be regarded as an eye-opener for those of us."

As soon as these words came out, there was a burst of cheers from the people below.

The city lord sitting next to Lin Chuan didn't say anything.

As for the person brought back by the real Ziyin, he really wanted to see his ability.

Looking around, Lin Chuan's eyes showed a hint of cunning, and he agreed.

"Okay, if that's the case, let's try it."

Hearing this, Ziyin real person couldn't help but patted his forehead.

These disciples really have pig brains, and they are powerless in front of this person, let alone them.

Now it's not a matter of face anymore, it's a matter of their life and death.

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