After Lin Sheng stayed in Qingfeng Valley for a few days, he rushed back to Evergreen Sect. Only because of the messenger pigeon sent by Fat Cat and the visit of Luo Bingqing, the leader of Hehuan Sect.

Naturally, the follow-up alliance matters will be left to Lin Conglong to handle. With Lin Sheng here, no one dares to object.

Now the sect competition of Evergreen Sect has come to an end, and the selection of the three disciples has been completed.

It is worth mentioning that except for the original Wu Wenchao and Fang Tao Ma San, the ninth district deacons are still on the list.

Wu Wenchao was accidentally killed by Shen Xia, Ma San was defeated by the true disciple of Daxian Peak, and Fang Tao committed suicide in Cave Mansion.

Things are unpredictable. Once upon a time, Fang Tao and Lin Sheng had a pleasant chat over tea. If the Fang family had not participated in this alliance civil war, what would have happened.

The Pei family was very smart and did not participate in the civil war of the alliance. Moreover, the Pei family brothers also won the position of regional deacon as they wished, and their wealth remained the same.

One thought, heaven and hell.

After Yunzhu died, Song Qing did not come to trouble Lin Sheng, as if the matter had never happened. Ordinary disciples did not even know about it.

It wasn't until Jianshan concurrently served as the elder of the Law Enforcement Hall that the disciples of the sect realized it later and secretly guessed that Yunzhu had either gone into seclusion or died outside.

Only a few alliance disciples knew that Yunzhu was killed by Lin Sheng, but all of them kept it secret and did not dare to discuss it.

Now that Lin Sheng is in great power, the big sword has been opened all over the nine districts of Linked Cloud City. Yunzhu is dead, and the matter of three license plates naturally ceases to exist.

However, Fat Cat is even more ruthless. In addition to the big sword, Linked Cloud City does not allow the existence of other dual-cultivation industries. Violators will be directly linked to the city tower.

Now Luo Bingqing, the head of the Acacia sect, is visiting, naturally because of the license issue.

Lin Sheng originally thought that the leader of this dual cultivation sect must be an unparalleled and charming female seductress, but when he saw Perfected Being, he was greatly surprised.

Luo Bingqing is beautiful, but this kind of beauty is not charming, more like a lotus flower that emerges from the mud but remains unstained.

His whole body exuded a holy and inviolable aura, which fascinated Lin Sheng.

This feeling is like if you don't look at her, she doesn't exist. If you look at her, she will live in your heart.

‘What an iceberg beauty. ’

Lin Sheng sighed in his heart. Although Luo Bingqing looked like she would keep away from strangers, the first time he saw Luo Bingqing, he had already made up his mind that he must capture this woman.

"Have you seen enough, Elder Lin?" Luo Bingqing's voice was cold and emotionless.

Lin Sheng smiled calmly: "Haha, I heard that the Hehuan sect's dual cultivation method is the best in the world. I thought they were all seductive female cultivators, but I didn't expect there to be someone as pure and pure as Fellow Daoist."

Luo Bingqing's expression remained unchanged and cold: "Elder Lin, I am here this time for the Baihua House. Back then, Yunzhu made an agreement with me..."

"Yunzhu is dead, so the dead person's agreement will naturally not count." Lin Sheng interrupted directly.

Luo Bingqing frowned slightly: "If Elder Lin has any requirements, please speak up."

The corner of Lin Sheng's mouth raised, "The overhaul of the Foundation Building is different. There are not so many twists and turns in his words, and he goes straight to the point."

"In that case, I will tell you straight away that I still lack a concubine who can play the flute."

Luo Bingqing's eyebrows relaxed slightly: "What's the difficulty? There are three thousand women in this palace. Elder Lin can choose at will."

"No, no, no." Lin Sheng waved his hand and pointed at Luo Bingqing: "I only want you, and you will be my flute-playing concubine!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Luo Bingqing's eyebrows stood up and her face was full of evil: "Could Elder Lin be joking?"

"Haha, do you think I am joking?" Lin Sheng smiled evilly, his eyes fiery and greedy.

"This fate has come, and nothing can stop it. When you sit at home, the beauty will come from the sky!"

"Hmph!" Luo Bingqing snorted coldly and walked away, already extremely angry in her heart.

There were rumors that Lin Sheng was obsessed with sex, but she still didn't believe it. People who could cultivate their mind to the level of Foundation Building must be people with a strong heart. How lustful could he be?

Now it seems that this rumor is a bit conservative. This is not only a lust for sex, but also the reincarnation of the demon of sex!

"Haha, do I allow you to leave?" Lin Sheng's evil smile became more and more unrestrained. With a wave of his hand, black mist enveloped the entire palace.

Can a duck that reaches your mouth still make you fly? You must eat it thoroughly!

Facing the sudden black fog, Luo Bingqing's expression changed slightly. She raised her hand and held out the white jade sword, looking at Lin Sheng with a wary face.

Foundation Building Overhaul Who doesn’t know Lin Sheng’s Black Mist Demonic Skill? This fog first appeared in the world and killed three Foundation Building overhauls in a row, which was extremely terrifying.

Luo Bingqing's consciousness swept around, his face became extremely ugly, and it was difficult for his consciousness to penetrate the billowing black mist around him.

Now that he is locked up in this black mist, he can't even send messages to the disciples outside.

"Elder Lin, is this the way Evergreen Sect treats guests?"

Looking at Luo Bingqing, who had a sullen face, Lin Sheng joked: "No, this is my way of hospitality. You've already come, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

Luo Bingqing frowned coldly: "Lin Sheng! Aren't you afraid of causing a sect war?"

Lin Sheng looked surprised: "What kind of sect war? Isn't it normal for the head of the Hehuan sect to come to Chaotian Palace as a guest? It is reasonable and reasonable to have a discussion and exchange."

Luo Bingqing's face was full of evil spirits, and these words made her furious. If it weren't for the restraint of reason in her heart, she would have attacked with her sword at this moment.

As the head of the Hehuan Sect, Luo Bingqing practiced not the dual cultivation method of the Zhen Sect, but the ruthless swordsmanship.

But facing Lin Sheng, as a sword cultivator, she didn't dare to draw her sword.

Lin Sheng smiled evilly: "Hehehe, everyone loves beauty. Luo Fellow Daoist fascinates me so much, why not just follow me."

"You're dreaming!" Luo Bingqing's sword-holding arm was shaking, not because of fear, but because of anger!

She wanted to swing her sword several times and chop the sex demon in front of her into countless pieces, but she was afraid that the attack would trigger the demon's demonic nature and lead to her poisonous attack. She was in a dilemma.

Lin Sheng naturally knew what Luo Bingqing was thinking at this time. Fear would inspire anger, and anger was often mixed with fear.

"How about this. I make a bet with you. I promise you to use three swords. If you can hurt me, I will let you go. If you can't do it, I will be a flute-playing concubine in the future. How about it? "

Luo Bingqing is in the middle stage of Foundation Building. Lin Sheng can pinch her with one hand. Giving her three swords is a step up.

"This is true!" Luo Bingqing's eyes were sharp, and a cold Sword Intent emitted from his body.

Looking at this woman's expression, Lin Sheng suddenly felt a little unsure. Doesn't this woman have any trump cards? It would be bad if the boat capsized in the gutter.

But the big words have already been spoken. If you take them back, where will you put your face? How can I cheer up my husband in the future?

Thinking of this, Lin Sheng's face condensed slightly, and he paid thirteen attention in his heart: "Of course, take it seriously, let's draw the sword!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of the sword sounded, and Luo Bingqing drew his sword!

Looking at the oncoming white sword shadow, Lin Sheng suddenly felt an irresistible feeling.

This irresistible feeling was brought to him by Li Jian last time.

Li Jian's sword is very fast, so fast that it is invisible and difficult to dodge.

However, Luo Bingqing's sword was not very fast and could be seen with the naked eye, but it was this slow sword light that locked onto Lin Sheng, making him unable to dodge and could only catch it forcefully.

As the sword shadow approached, inexplicable emotions rose in his heart.

‘Is this the Heartless Sword? ’

Lin Sheng secretly admired, stretched out his finger and pointed on the sword light, a flash of blood disappeared, and the sword shadow shattered.

Luo Bingqing's face was filled with disbelief that the ruthless sword light was actually broken by a snap of her fingers.

‘Is this person also a heartless person? ’

Luo Bingqing's face was solemn. The ruthless sword was extremely lethal to people with strong emotions. The more emotional people were, the greater the damage they would suffer.

Lin Sheng smiled calmly: "Haha, Luo Fellow Daoist, you only have two swords left."

At this time, in his Spirit Root, a golden light of destruction was sluggish. He had just received the ruthless sword light and paid a price.

Luo Bingqing remained silent, and the Sword Intent emanating from her body became stronger and stronger.

"Zheng."

The second sword shadow shot out, this sword was much faster than the one just now, and the white jade sword was also mixed in the sword shadow.

Lin Sheng could clearly feel that the emotions in his heart caused by this sword draw were stronger, and in a daze, a figure in his heart appeared in front of him.

"Well done!"

Lin Sheng sighed in admiration, and with his spiritual consciousness seeing Shattering Void, he raised his finger and pointed at the sword shadow. The sword shadow shattered, and the white jade sword let out a cry and flew back to Luo Bingqing's hand.

This time, Lin Sheng used three golden lights of destruction to break the second sword.

"Luo Fellow Daoist, you only have one last sword left."

The second sword returned in vain, and Luo Bingqing's solemn expression suddenly relaxed and became extremely calm.

She put away the white jade sword and said calmly: "I lost."

"What? The third sword can't come out?" Lin Sheng looked surprised. This woman actually accepted her fate like this?

"I am not your opponent. Whether or not the third sword is used has the same result."

Luo Bingqing looked directly into Lin Sheng's eyes and said coldly: "You win."

"Hey, smart man." Lin Sheng grinned and patted his thigh: "Come and sit down."

After hearing this, Luo Bingqing walked up to Lin Sheng with a cold face and obeyed the order.

Smelling the faint fragrance of the woman in his arms, Lin Sheng's smile became more and more generous, and he reached out to hold Luo Bingqing in his arms.

"Don't worry, if you follow me, I won't treat you badly in the future."

There was Bai Yuening in the front and Luo Bingqing in the back. They won two Foundation Building overhauls, one was as passionate as fire and the other was as cold as ice.

Lin Sheng felt an indescribable sense of accomplishment in his heart. This is how cultivating immortals should be, doing whatever you want and doing whatever you want.

Luo Bingqing's expression was cold: "You are the one who got me now, but you can't get my heart either."

"Hehehe, what a coincidence, I am the best at winning people's hearts, especially women's."

Lin Sheng lifted Luo Bingqing's chin: "Call me, sir, to come and listen."

Luo Bing had a cold face and said nothing.

"Hey hey hey, if you don't scream now, I'll let you scream later!"

When Luo Bingqing heard this, her eyes showed a sharp look, and she stared at Lin Sheng: "If you dare to touch me, I will never let you go!"

"Hahaha, I just moved!"

Lin Sheng laughed loudly, held Luo Bingqing on his shoulders and walked towards the palace. Countless blood threads penetrated into his body, blocking his magic power.

A hint of panic finally appeared on Luo Bing's cold and frosty face, and she struggled desperately: "Put me down."

"Don't worry, I'll let you down naturally when you get to the bed, hahaha."

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