Master of the World [Quick Transmigration]

At night, with the bright moon hanging high, a figure was running at a high speed. When he saw someone in front of him with his hands behind his back, as if staring at the moon in a daze, the figure stopped.

The soft boots creaked on the white snow, and the standing person was attracted by the sound, turned around, and looked at the source of the sound.

The sight touched the person who came, wearing a black cloak, basically blending with the night, the owner of this cloak has very bright eyes, especially under the radiance of the moonlight.

"It's you." The hand behind the back was naturally brought to the front, and he stood with his hands tied, with a respectful expression.

This kind of sincere respect is easy to see from the facial expression, Lin Xun raised his eyebrows, "Ning Tingnan?"

Ning Tingnan smiled slightly, "It's rare that you still remember."

The moonlight is like water, and his voice sounds very gentle.

Lin Xun remembered that this young man came here with Su Xingbang not long ago, and he rarely showed up after that. He was a well-informed person, and he would bring some delicious pastries from time to time. Unfortunately, except for Lin Xun, the people here basically didn't have any appetite for food. Too much interest.

Three meals are enough to satisfy one's hunger, the amount of aura contained in the food, the energy is what they care about.

Seeing that he was in a hurry, Ning Tingnan took the initiative to turn sideways and get out of the way.

Lin Xun shook his head, "No hurry."

Doubts floated in Ning Tingnan's eyes, after all, Lin Xun had just strode forward, and he seemed to be in a hurry, as if he had something extremely important to do.

"Just go back to sleep."

A faint layer of doubt has already conceived a dense fog.

Practitioners do not distinguish between day and night, and those with great perseverance work day and night, fighting for every minute and second, and only take a short rest for a few hours when they are tired.

Lin Xun, "Maintaining four hours of sleep every day is very important."

Ning Tingnan didn't continue to explore, this is probably the difference between him and a cultivation genius, some thoughts, even if he said it, he might not understand it.

Lin Xun saw that he was preoccupied, and said, "Let's go together?"

Ning Tingnan was taken aback for a long time before nodding.

The moonlight is bright and the snow is sparse. Although Lin Xun looks like a teenager, in everyone's mind, he is just a cultivation monster who changes his appearance. The same is true for Ning Tingnan. When they get along, he always puts each other in the right place habitually. position of elders.

The so-called walk together, but Ning Tingnan slowed down, and intentionally missed half of Lin Xun's shoulders. From a distance, the two seemed to be walking side by side, but it was like an elder talking with a junior at night.

When he reached the winding path and was about to turn a corner, Lin Xun said calmly, "You are the one who insisted on following. You insisted on going your own way, and you have achieved your goal. Why are you still not satisfied?"

No matter what kind of impatience Su Xingbang showed that day, he was able to speed up his pace to keep up, but at night he looked sad for spring and autumn, which was quite a contrast.

Ning Tingnan froze in his footsteps, remained silent for a while, and said slowly: "There is a kind of person in this world... For example, you are born like the moon in the sky. The moonlight can illuminate the entire night sky. Find satisfaction in others."

He was different, he pinned all his emotions on Su Xingbang.

Lin Xun, "I also have sustenance for others, including Su Xingbang..."

Ning Tingnan looked at him sideways in surprise.

"Spiritual sustenance." Lin Xundao: "If he can't fulfill my request within the time I expect, I will definitely break his legs and expel him from the division."

Probably this is not so surprising as the parents hope that their son will become a dragon, Ning Tingnan laughed, "Then how high do you want him to achieve?"

Or will the Sword Master break through the shackles and form a Nascent Soul within a hundred years?

Lin Xun said calmly as he walked, "It's good to become a god."

Ning Tingnan: ...

Until Lin Xun left for a long time, Ning Tingnan stood in the same place for a long time and couldn't recover, and he didn't even realize that Lin Xun had left.

What did he just hear, become, become a god? !

Soon, Ning Tingnan had doubts in his heart. As the expected protagonist, did Su Xingbang know?

……

Speaking of which, Su Xingbang naturally didn't know. At this moment, he was holding a long sword, and the sword was full of flowers. Every angle was extremely tricky, false and true, making people dazzled.Stepping forward, turning around, like a swimming dragon shuttles, startling the snow and rolling it, breaking and blooming into a snow mist in the air.

After performing a set of swordsmanship, exhale and retract the sword, Su Xingbang is young and mature, and rarely reveals his thoughts. At this time, he can't help showing joy in his eyes. With new insights.

Everything depends on meeting Lin Xun for the first time. When he saw him dancing swords, Fang felt that the way of swordsmanship was not unique.

He stared at Qiushuang's cold sword, and murmured: "If this continues, I will break through the shackles of the mid-stage Golden Core and reach the late-stage Golden Core. At that time, even the teacher will look at me with admiration."

Su Xingbang, who didn't know that he was burdened with the hope of becoming a god, was satisfied and full of ambition at midnight, and for the first time had infinitely beautiful reveries about the future.

Soon, three days had passed since the second time to grab the jade medal. In order to get the exciting Gathering Spirit Pill and keep the quota for the freshman competition, everyone practiced desperately.

At this time, the entire sect seemed to be the most leisurely for Lin Xun.

When the days are free, Lin Xun also seems to be starting some trivial matters. At the beginning, the sect was established in a hurry, the sect training, and the costumes of the disciples of the sect were all unprepared.

It takes a long time to ponder and scrutinize the religious training, and it cannot be achieved overnight, but it is easy to put some effort into the preparation of clothing.

After many days, Lin Xun took the initiative to contact the system for the first time: "I need to know the characteristics of other larger sects and colleges in dress."

[System: One hundred spirit stones. 】

After Lin Xun took out his pocket, he heard a detailed answer.

[System: Tiansheng Academy is mainly white, with a crescent-shaped pattern embroidered on the sleeve robe, implying the breeze and moon, and being proud of nature; Yan Mansion acts mysteriously, master Shen Zi, Xue Pavilion...]

"Naturally, the clothes of Hehuan Sect cannot be similar to those of other sects and academies." Lin Xun frowned, "First of all, the color must not be the same."

[System: After counting it down, all sects and sects, plus large and small academies, all colors have already been used up, please give up unrealistic ideas to the host. 】

Lin Xun didn't seem to have heard its advice. He paced around the table, dipped a soft pen in his hand, and sketched a few random strokes on the paper. A simple and capable style appeared vividly on the paper. Various pigments, black and lead white, for coloring clothes.

Soon, a set of colorful clothes was officially born, including seven colors of vermilion, black, brown, azurite and pine green.

The sleeves alone take up three colors.

Lin Xun looked at the pattern and the color, with satisfaction in his eyes, and pride in his heart, "The freshman competition, I will send seven people under my door to wear this robe, to promote the reputation of Acacia..."

"This station is destined to attract the attention of the world, and the seven will rule the roost in one battle, and will be called by history... the Rainbow Seven!"

At the same time, not far from Lin Xun's room, Ding Sheng, who was refining the toxin, trembled for some reason. A drop of poison was not purified enough, and most of the day's work was ruined.

"What's going on, there seems to be an ominous premonition."