"So, the new clothes I put on this morning were ruined by your saliva. Don't you know that it will take a long time for my mother to make such clothes?"

Wu Huan looked guilty and said, "Yi'er, I know you are very angry, but don't worry. In the future, I try not to spray on your clothes. I try to spray on your face. I'll finish it after washing. There will be no loss."

Lin Ziyi: "

If he is with two people who have a lot of wind all day, will he become mentally disabled one day.

Time is light and quiet, and your eyebrows and eyes are smiling.

Lin Ziyi, hold back, hold back, keep your gentleman's style.

The future is a new life. In Xiling Zun, even breathing is very comfortable. Lin Ziyi, with full enthusiasm, let everything start again!

Ah ah!!

His clothes had been soaked for eleven days before his mother promised to make them for him. He didn't cover the heat? It's dirty.

All the way to the foot of Xiling mountains, Lin Ziyi didn't say a word.

Wu Huan looked at it and didn't dare to say anything? When this madman goes crazy, he can do anything.

When you are happy, it's like a clear river of wind and rain. It's easy to say anything.

Lin Ziyi gently raised his hand, and the jujube red Unicorn horse and carriage slowly rose into the sky.

"Look, that's the Lord's Kirin carriage. The people sitting in the carriage are the Lord."

"It is said that the Lord's appearance is amazing. I came to Xiling Zun just to have a look at the Lord and cultivate myself to enter the temple." a woman in white looked forward to the Kirin carriage rising slowly towards the sky.

"Ha ha..." a man in white smiled coldly: "your women come to respect the Lord, and we can people come to practice. It's not easy to meet the Lord?"

When the woman heard this sneer, her face was unhappy, "hum! Who dares to come here without some skills? Hum, wait. I will impress you tomorrow."

When the man in white heard this, he glanced at her coldly and didn't speak.

After Lin Ziyi returned to his memory hall, this is a luxurious place in the whole Xiling mountains.

It is not a magnificent style, but a simple and elegant style.

He asked Xiaojin to ask the deacon of the inner and outer masters to come and visit elder Wuhuan.

He put on a white mask as thin as cicada wings.

Wu Huan looked at a group of people standing respectfully in the hall and shouted, "see the elder!"

Upon hearing the words of the elder, Wu Huan instantly felt as old as the Deacon neizun, who was in front of him.

Wuhuan waved weakly. "I'm in Xiling Zun at noon every day. Don't look for it at other times. I can't find it."

When the deacons heard this, they said in unison, "yes, elder."

Lin Ziyi wore a mask on his face and looked at Wuhuan. The evil cunning smiled. With Uncle Wuhuan, his life would be easier in the future.

He looked at the deacons carefully selected by him and raised his eyes slightly, "deacons, after you hand over the things in your hands, all of them will be presented to the great elder, and then presented by the great elder to your own hand."

"Yes, Lord!" the crowd responded in unison.

Lin Ziyi was satisfied with his lip hook. He didn't come back for three months. It's still the same here.

Didn't worry him too much.

Deacon Qian of neizun, who has already stood out and looked childish, has done things steadily. After passing various examinations, he was promoted by Lin Ziyi to be deacon of neizun and the disciple in charge of neizun.

However, at present, there are less than 20 neizun disciples.

There are more than 400 external disciples.

The Deacon doesn't have much to do.

Because of him, Lin Ziyi is much more relaxed. Now with Uncle Wuhuan, he feels he will become more relaxed.

Lin Ziyi looked at him. "Deacon Qian, you will supervise the whole process of tomorrow's disciple assessment, and the elder and deacons will help you." Qian is more familiar with the assessment of disciples.

"Thanks to the love of the Lord, my subordinates will do their duty and make Xiling Zun the first in the world."

Lin Ziyi nodded slightly. He also had such a dream to make Xiling Zun the first in the world and make people all over the world admire Xiling Zun as soon as they mention it.

"Let's go down and have a rest." Lin Ziyi waved his hand.

"Yes!" after the crowd withdrew, there were only Wuhuan and Xiaojin in the hall.

Wu Huan glanced at Lin Ziyi and looked wronged. "Yi Er, you just can't see the hour when I rest at noon."

When there was no one, Lin Ziyi resumed his stubborn and uninhibited appearance, "Uncle Wuhuan, you don't have to take care of the affairs of Wanhua building. Take care of the affairs here. Every time you go back from Wanhua building, you get a smell of rouge and gouache, and Xiaotong will punish you to kneel on the washboard. I'm helping you."

Lin Ziyi smiled with a black face under his mask. Xiaotong was really not very good to Uncle Wuhuan.

But Uncle Wuhuan still loves her wholeheartedly.

This is true love?

"Wuwu...!" Wuhuan began to cry. Although there were no tears, it really looked like that.

Lin Ziyi looked confused. Who did he show his grievance to?

He's really helping him.

Little Jin smiled and said, "big elder, why are you crying? If I can have your ability, I will be a big elder."

Wu Huan glanced at him, "you have to work harder. I'm waiting for you to take over my position?" who likes the position of the great elder? Anyway, he doesn't like it.

Little Jin smiled. "Elder, you may have to wait about a hundred years. Now you are about to enter the divine level, and I have only five levels of cultivation. There is a big gap between us."

Wuhuan nodded. "It's a big gap. But do I have my own yard?" Wuhuan looked around, "I think it's also very good here."

Lin Ziyi said with a smile, "Uncle Wuhuan, your yard is next to mine. I'll ask Xiaojin to take you there. You can take your son here to play if you have nothing. There is plenty of aura here and it's also good for your son's cultivation."

Wuhuan thought and nodded hurriedly, "Yi'er, your proposal is good. I'll bring my son tomorrow." Wuhuan finally found a little comfort. After all, what he misses most now is his son.

"Ha ha..." Lin Ziyi narrowed his eyes slightly. He knew how to give in to everyone. Uncle Wuhuan didn't blame him now.

The next morning.

It's sunny after snow. The continuous white snow decorates the rolling mountains. It's wrapped in silver and beautiful.

Under the Xiling mountains, more than 1000 people of all kinds waited here all night to prepare for today's assessment.

After a night's rest, Wen Xian recovered a lot. She came all the way, and there were people walking this way. Along the way, she also heard people's comments, so she followed her to have a look.