Chapter 42 Admiration
The big sun hangs, and the warm sun shines.
The atmosphere at the scene was extremely warm, and everyone had happy smiles on their faces, applauding for Master Lingxian Fan Lin's slap.
It can be seen that Master Lin has committed public anger.
No one said that Ling Xian's move was excessive, and no one complained for Master Lin.
His series of actions today are really too disgusting. Not to mention hitting him a few times, even if he killed him directly, no one would accuse Ling Xian of anything.
Of course, Ling Xian didn't intend to kill Master Lin. He was broad-minded and kind, and wouldn't kill anyone at every turn, unless that person really deserved to die.
In fact, if Master Lin hadn't been defiant and provoked the entire Ziyang Sect, Ling Xian would never have stood up and beat him in the face.
Everything is his own.
At this moment, Ling Xian had a smile on the corner of his mouth, and his white clothes fluttered, like an immortal, extraordinary and extraordinary.
Such a peerless demeanor, really not bad. Even in the vast crowd, it can make people the first to notice him.
Master Lin's expression was sluggish, looking at the handsome man in front of him, in addition to fear, there was nothing but inconceivable. He couldn't imagine in his dreams that on this Shiao Island, someone dared to slap him in the face, and a dozen slaps would be dozens of slaps.
However, when he thought of the sympathetic eyes of the people around him, he suddenly understood a little.
It is very simple, the reason why he can have the current status is because of the noble profession of the Array Master, and the second is because there is only one Array Master on Shiao Island. Any forces from all sides who want a formation must seek his help, be polite to him, and dare not be disrespectful.
To put it bluntly, it is a rare commodity.
Because he is the only Array Mage, the forces of all parties have no choice, so they are respectful.
However, at the moment, there is another Array Mage, and it is a Array Mage even stronger than him.
It only took a second to see that the purple cloud formation he couldn't repair reached Ling Xian's hands. Ling Xian was stronger than him, and not even a little bit stronger.
In this way, everyone present is naturally not afraid of Master Lin, and even if he is killed on the spot, there will be no trouble.
Who made Ling Xian now the guest of Ziyang Sect?
Even if you kill Master Lin,
The people present will not worry about the retaliation of the various forces. After all, the reason why Master Lin is arrogant is because the great formations of Xuanyin Sect and Lingjianmen need his help to repair.
But now that there is Ling Xian who is stronger than him, as long as he promises to help the various forces repair the magic circle, naturally no one will dare to come to Ziyangzong to trouble.
A dead master, and a new rising sun who is stronger than Master Lin and has a brighter future, fools know how to choose. And it is foreseeable that when today's events reach the ears of various forces, it is estimated that most people will immediately choose to forget Master Lin and embrace Ling Xian's thigh instead.
Even if a small number of people still remember Master Lin, they will no longer respect him, and will not hand over the magic circle to him for repair. No monk will trust a person who chooses to lie in order to obtain spiritual stones.
That is to say, after today, Master Lin will lose face, lose his reputation, and become a forgotten magician.
"I, are you going to fall to the altar..."
Master Lin understood, and then showed a miserable smile, saying: "No wonder, no wonder you all looked at me with that kind of eyes."
"It's up to you to take the blame, you can't blame others." Ling Xian said lightly.
"Yeah, everything is my own fault. Now that I have suffered the consequences, I really can't blame others." Master Lin's eyes dimmed, and he understood the situation in the future.
"Go, think about what's wrong with you, maybe bad things will turn into good things." Ling Xian waved his hand and motioned him to leave here quickly.
Master Lin was stunned for a moment, then said: "You, you won't kill me?"
"Why did I want to kill you?" Ling Xian asked in response, shaking his head and said, "I don't have such a heavy heart to kill, and besides, I'm not a narrow-minded person."
Master Lin was stunned. He didn't expect Ling Xian to be so generous and let him go.
In all fairness, just based on what he did today, killing him is definitely not too much. However, Ling Xian did not, and chose to leave him alone. How broad-minded is this?
At this moment, Master Lin's face was flushed, he was extremely ashamed, and his heart was full of remorse.
After a moment of silence, he bowed deeply towards Ling Xian, then turned and walked into the distance.
With a hunched back and staggering steps, it looks like a candle in the wind, which may go out at any time.
Watching Master Lin's retreating back, Ling Xian's expression was indifferent, without pity or ridicule. Just looked at it so calmly until the figure disappeared.
"Haha, Ling Xian, you are really a noble of my Ziyang Sect." Zi Donglai laughed, Fang Zheng's face had a sincere smile and gratitude.
"Yeah, thanks to Young Master Ling for what happened today, not only helped us to kill Huofeng, but also repaired the Purple Cloud Formation, great benefactor."
"That's right, we all have to thank Young Master Ling from the top and bottom of our Ziyang Sect."
"The sect master is really insightful and knowledgeable. Young Master Ling is not only extremely powerful, but also has a profound knowledge of the formation path. He is such a peerless evildoer. Fortunately, he didn't miss it."
The people present also spoke one after another. In addition to gratitude, there was only admiration in their words.
He admired Ling Xian's strength and formation skills, and also admired Zi Dong's insight into people, and he recruited him as a guest and became his own.
Ling Xian waved his hand with a smile, and said modestly, "Everyone has won the prize, I'm just an ordinary cultivator."
"Young Master Ling, don't be humble. If you are an ordinary cultivator, wouldn't I be a waste?"
"That's right, with the power of foundation building and the power of the pill, such tyrannical strength is enough to overwhelm the younger generation!"
"Young Master Ling's formation skills are equally astonishing. At a young age, he can easily repair the Ziyun formation that even Master Lin can't do. It's really against the sky!"
Another exclamation sounded. Everyone had a sincere smile on their face, not deliberately flattering, but sincerely complimenting.
"Ling Xian, don't be humble. Whether it's strength or formation, everyone sees it, and it's useless to be modest." Zi Donglai joked, looking at the extraordinary young man in front of him, his expression revealed a bit of satisfaction.
Ling Xian was someone he valued and personally invited to serve as Ziyang Zong's guest minister.
If Ling Xian was useless, he would naturally have a dull face. Ke Lingxian's ability is obvious to all, not only fighting the fire phoenix, but also repairing the important purple cloud formation.
Such a peerless arrogance, becoming the guest of Ziyang Sect, how could Zi Donglai not feel proud?
Didn't you hear those elders say that he knows people with discerning eyes?
Therefore, Zi Donglai was very proud, and looked at Ling Xian with softer eyes, with a strong sense of appreciation.
Everyone present also admired Ling Xian, except for one person.
That is the devil fairy.
When she thought of that bet, the appreciation in her heart vanished, leaving only three points of shyness and seven points of anger. ()