It takes ten thousand years for a ethnic group to develop, and it is not a completely closed development. How can the growth be slow?

But these are not what Lin Tian wants to care about. It is best to know in advance. Anyway, he will not be the unlucky one when the time comes.

Thinking of this, Lin Tian completely relaxed and stopped talking about the matter. He started to have a drink with Brother Nangong, which was very pleasant.

After three rounds of drinking, the three of them were all a little tipsy. Suddenly, a monk quickly passed by above their heads, attracting their attention.

"Hey, why are there three dolls!"[

Nangong Ba pointed at the person walking away and said unsteadily.

But unexpectedly, when Lin Tian saw the person leaving, he stood up from the stone, his face completely gloomy, the wine jar in his hand shattered into pieces, and the wine fell to the ground with his hand.

"Brother Lin, what's wrong?"

Brother Nangong Ba saw Lin Tian lose his composure, as if something big had happened, and he sobered up a lot after drinking, so he hurriedly asked.

Lin Tian did not answer the two of them, his body flashed, and he quickly chased after the person who was flying past.

The Nangong brothers looked at each other and followed Lin Tian.

...

"Old guy, where are you taking us?"

An angry girl's voice sounded, and she angrily pulled the beard of an old Taoist priest behind him with her hands.

This is a young girl, with a beautiful and refined appearance, smart eyes, and extraordinary sparkle. Although she is only thirteen or fourteen years old, she already has the rudiments of a stunning appearance. She has a slender figure, a slender waist, straight legs, and is dressed in a black Taoist uniform.

It floats naturally and has an otherworldly and otherworldly temperament.

If Lin Tian were here, he would definitely go crazy, because this girl is his third disciple Lin Xianxian. At this time, Lin Xianxian was surrounded by a ball of transparent light and flew in the air at an extremely fast speed.

In the brilliance, there are not only Lin Xianxian, but also Lin Tian's eldest disciple Ye Fan, and fourth disciple Xiao Yan, but the second disciple Fang Han is missing.

Judging from their appearance, it seems that their actions are restricted and they can only move in this glory.

The person leading the three people was a wrinkled old man with a stooped waist, white hair, and a long white beard. He looked like a dying old man, as if he would be buried in the next moment.

Although Ye Fan was under duress at this moment, his temperament was still outstanding. His face was as jade-like, his skin jumped with a restrained charm, and he was flying in the air, looking like a fairy.

He first stopped Lin Xianxian from pulling the old man's beard, and said to the old man very respectfully, "Senior, please let me go. I am a brother and sister. We will not become senior's disciples."

Although his attitude was respectful, his tone was extremely firm and did not waver in the slightest.

The old man looked around the three young men and said slowly, "It's rare for the old man to see three malleable talents. He doesn't want to be tainted by mediocrity!"

"You are mediocre, you old guy is mediocre. Our Demonic Heaven Sect has the world's top cultivation techniques and countless supreme magical powers. How can it be worse than what this old guy like you can do? Except that you are now stronger
Chapter completed!