The Life of Emperor Wu After His Seclusion

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Lin Fan's eyes lit up suddenly, staring straight at Lingge. As soon as Lingge stood up, his gaze was involuntarily attracted. He wanted to see how powerful Lingge was (strong qiang).

"Isn't this Senior Brother Ling who defeated Senior Brother Long Aotian at the association contest between Xuanqizong and our Taimingzong a few months ago?"

"Now there is a good show to watch."

"I don't know how Senior Brother Ling has overcome this senior brother's difficulties. This senior brother is not weak, he is even more prosperous than the original Long Aotian.

"Okay, it's pretty good, let's just look at it honestly."

"Junior Brother should be fine."

Seeing that Lingge went up, Bai Suling couldn't (forbid jin) worry.

"Brother Ling, come on! Oh!

The 囡囡 cheered loudly below, bounced around, and lively (爱　i), and how could it be possible that a 囡囡 who has just successfully walked ten strokes under a man (强qiang) would not be noticed?

Suddenly, a large number of female seniors who did not know where they came from, raised their hands and shouted: "Brother Ling, come on, don't shame us Biyue Pavilion!"

Aya Song:

Lingge almost couldn't hold back from running off the stage. It was too shameful, but he was a bit cheeky, and nodded without expression. It was a response, but afterwards a large number of other male disciples came. The eyes of a large number of people. t

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When he was deceived into Biyue Pavilion, he had embarked on a path of no return. Since entering Biyue Pavilion, his first women's clothing has been explained out like that. Thinking about it, I feel like a chill.

"Elder Ji, it seems that you are also looking forward to the little Aya under you." Elder Min glanced at Ji Mingxue's face (color), and couldn't (forbid jin) laugh. Ji Mingxue's gaze stared at Aya Ge, and the corner of her mouth smiled. It can be seen that the expectation for Lingge couldn’t be more obvious. Hearing Elder Min’s question, she smiled lightly and said coldly: "My expectations of him are not low, and his enlightenment ((性xing)xing) ) Very talented (strong qiang), not inferior to everyone in the sect, and even worse than others.'

"In fact, compared to Lingge, what I look forward to more is the boy Lin Fan." With an old sound, after the crowd (body sh　n), I saw a (tending) old man standing there. -Motionless, like a rock.

"Lin Fan, is the e-th person to shoot? He is indeed good. He can match Jian Kong and is a rare talent." Many elders also noticed and nodded in agreement.

"He was more than good. When he joined my Taiming Sect, he was not talented. No matter how hard he tried to cultivate, he ended up with only one outside disciple, and he was still the kind of lower class who was bullied. Then, I don’t know why, suddenly The rapid progress of cultivation has always been a great opportunity, and his future may not be worse than Qin Yunan's.

This old man’s words came out, many elders couldn’t (forbid jin) slap their tongues. They didn’t expect that Lin Fan’s journey would be so bumpy, and it’s really embarrassing.

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\'Hehe, this is more than that simple. "After saying this, the old man remained indifferent.

Everyone couldn't ask, looking down, waiting for Lingge to fight against the man.

"Brother, ten tricks?"

Ling Ge stepped onto the stage and asked with a smile.

"Ten strokes." The man was a little surprised, and he glanced at Ling Ge-eye. Someone asked such a question. Didn't he even listen to the words of the Sect Master just now? He didn't ask much and answered.

Lingge suddenly (exposed) a weird smile, and the black stick suddenly appeared in her hand. The black stick was black and could not see anything at all. It was bleak and dull, and it looked like stagnant black water. It was gently shaken- Under the stick (body sh　n), tilted his head and smiled at the man: "Come on."

Lingge’s hand has caused an uproar among many people, including Lin Fan. He also uses sticks. His stick technique is passed down by the old Xuan. Mr. Xuan said that the stick skill he cultivated is a mysterious martial skill. Genus, to achieve integration, in actual combat, sticks can receive ((sexual xing) xing) life and then (strong qiang), can be his spiritual body, shot out of the body, the angle is tricky, Lin Fan also I really realized the great meaning of (强qiang) among them.

"Old Xuan, what do you think?" Lin Fan asked the old Xuan in the pendant.

"That kid's black stick is not inferior in quality, it's better than your black stick (strong qiang), but looking at the way he holds the stick, he's stubborn, and he won't be able to get there if he wants to use the stick." Old Xuan's voice came. Lin Fan was a little startled, looking at Lingge's swinging stick, he was very casual. It seemed that he belonged to the kind of completely inexperienced, casual play, he was not a little disappointed, just because of this, it has already made him look forward to it. It started to decline gradually.

At this time, Elder Xuan's voice came again: "Boy, keep your eyes on the horizon. There are countless enemies than this kid (qiang). Why stick to him alone? That kid is no more than the Spirit Profound Realm, and the three-star talent is the best in heaven. The peak of the Taoist realm, one step forward, is no more than the good fortune realm, and your eyes should be placed on the good fortune realm, the heaven and earth realm, and the heaven and earth realm. I won’t talk about the rest, it’s too long. , Is too far away, you will understand when you grow up to that point." Old Xuan's voice was a little indifferent, but Lin Fan felt a little strange.

Shaking his head, he didn't take it to heart. Old Xuan always talks like this. What he can do is helpless.

Now when he looked at Lingge, he was already a little lacking in interest.

"Brother, you first.

Lingge spread out his hands and put the stick on the ground.

With this-out, everyone's eyes have changed. What does Lingge mean? Polite? Provocation?

"Elder Ji, do the disciples below you need to be strictly disciplined a few times?" The old man looked down and shook his head slightly sarcastically.

Such words can only be said by such a frenzied child.

"Do you think Brother Ling has... overplayed?"

"Yes, even though Senior Brother Ling defeated Long Aotian in the Friendship Tournament, this Senior Sword Brother is also on the list of Tianjiao. He has practiced for longer than Long Aotian and has more experience. Senior Brother Aya is right. For Senior Brother Jian, what is it that is not a provocation?"

"Hey hey, don't (inser cha), let's watch it honestly. Brother Ling went down the mountain before and came back after four months. Do you think you got some chance outside? Increase?

"Follow him.

On the stage, Ji Mingxue's expression (qing) also had some subtle changes, and she couldn't understand why Lingge said so.

Brother Jian's face (color) is indifferent, but the sword intent on the sword is much stronger than before. It can be seen that Lingge's words have aroused the slightest anger in his heart.

Brother Sword holds a long sword with brilliant sword light, (body sh　n)-shaped riot, like a thunder and lightning captive, and heads directly towards Lingge (Kill sha).

Ling Ge's face (color) was indifferent, grabbing the black stick, the whole person's (body sh　n) momentum suddenly changed, like a sleeping wild beast waking up, grinning.

.Fight.... Forget it, fly you.

-The stick swept away, and the roaring air and explosion sound directly merged into it, which made people's face (color) change drastically, and felt that the eardrum was about to burst at any time, and the spiritual power was rushed.

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ps: The first one, before nine o'clock in the evening, the second one, it's probably at the point of dinner.

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