Deng Lin stared at Leng Yuqing and couldn't help but smile bitterly. Leng Yuqing's thoughts were not above the Nine Peaks at all. Now that he finally had a disciple, he quickly gave up his burden and refused to do it. It was just as clean and neat as a bachelor.

It’s just that I’m just a newcomer, I know nothing about Jiufeng and have no idea at all.

Fortunately, after the ninth peak, I and Leng Yuqing were worry-free.

After giving up the position of the Peak Lord to Deng Lin, Leng Yuqing found a corner to hide, his eyes closed, and he focused on the Tao, ignoring the world.

After a slight silence, Deng Lin also sat cross-legged, his spiritual sense penetrated into the spiritual sea, and he couldn't help but worry. The spiritual sea at the sixth level of Yiti can be called a lake. The spiritual sea soaked by Potian Pond is deeper than other practitioners. As the saying goes, good fortune and misfortune depend on each other, it is good to expand the spiritual sea, but it becomes more difficult to break through.

After sighing slightly, the spiritual consciousness retried the Spirit Sea again. Even if a long whale absorbs water in such a large scale, it will not be consumed for a while, and the speed of cultivation will naturally be greatly reduced.

After pondering for a while, the spiritual consciousness began to mobilize the spiritual sea, and a spiritual essence palm appeared again in the void. After forming a palm, Deng Lin continued to call the spiritual sea, and slowly an arm continued to extend from the spiritual essence palm.

Deng Lin wants to use the continuous consumption of the spiritual sea to increase the speed of his practice by using the overseasization of the spirit sea.

After the externalized spiritual essence formed from the palm to the arm, it began to flash slightly, which seemed quite unstable.

With Deng Lin's current cultivation level, it was already difficult to control the Lingyuan Palm. Now that he stretched out his arms, it was obviously even more difficult to control.

After the spiritual essence turned into the whole arm, Deng Lin stopped mobilizing the spiritual essence of the spiritual sea, but instead kept calling the spiritual essence into the arm.

With the continuous infusion of spiritual energy, the concentration of spiritual energy in Linghai's arms continued to increase, and the shaking became more violent.

With his eyebrows frowned, relying on his tough nerves, Deng Lin tried hard to use his spiritual sense to close his entire arm, and continued to mobilize the spiritual energy to keep entering his arm.

The spirit energy that kept pouring into the closed arms began to make the whole arm extremely unstable, running up and down, flying around randomly.

Even so, Deng Lin's spiritual sense still tightly closed the Lingyuan arm and continued to inject Lingyuan into it.

As the density of the spiritual essence in Lingyuan's arms became larger and larger, suddenly, Lingyuan's arms, which had been flying and jumping around, suddenly quieted down, and kept allowing Deng Lin to inject spiritual essence into it.

After the concentration of the spiritual element in the spiritual element palm broke through the upper limit, under the extreme density squeeze, the spiritual element also lost the space to fly and jump around, and was honestly squeezed into the space that could move little by little.

At this point, Deng Lin felt a secretly relieved. When Ling Yuan's palm was jumping around, he was also worried that if the spiritual consciousness could not be released and was dispersed by Ling Yuan, he would inevitably suffer the reflux and retaliation of Ling Yuan.

With the blessing of the constantly injected spiritual energy, the Lingyuan arm seemed heavier and heavier. The spiritual energy palm, which is far beyond the density of the Yuan power in the world, constantly pressing the Yuan power of heaven and earth, scattering everywhere. This is the biggest advantage of the overseasization of the Spirit. It is born to be the nemesis of the Yuan power of heaven and earth.

After Lingyuan was stuck in Lingyuan's arms, Deng Lin began to call Linghai to control Lingyuan's arms.

As soon as the spiritual consciousness approached Lingyuan's arm, it felt extremely heavy and could hardly be raised.

The weight of the Lingyuan arm, which was filled with a lot of spiritual energy, was unusually large, giving Deng Lin the feeling of a three-year-old child who insisted on picking up a heavy object.

Deng Lin, who could not control the Spiritual Yuan Palm, was happy without worries. Then his spiritual consciousness began to mobilize the Spirit Sea without hesitation, constantly manipulating the Spiritual Yuan Palm, trying to make it all into his own control.

When the spiritual sea was almost exhausted, the Lingyuan arm in the spiritual consciousness was slowly lifted up by Deng Lin.

After raising Lingyuan's arm, the spiritual sea was finally consumed. When the spiritual consciousness was relaxed, Lingyuan's arm suddenly hit the platform. After a muffled sound, five clear fingerprints appeared on the platform.

When the Lingyuan Palm hit the platform landed, it actually left five fingerprints three-pointed in the ground on the platform!

Looking at the clear fingerprints, Deng Lin couldn't help but smile bitterly. Although the added Lingyuan Palm was extremely powerful, he could not control Lingyuan Palm.

The only thing that makes me feel relieved is that the consumption of the Spirit Sea when the Spirit Sea is externalized is huge. At present, it is indeed the best and fastest way to consume the Spirit Sea.

While meditating, Wen Wanyue of the Eighth Peak jumped all the way to the Ninth Peak.

Looking at Deng Lin, Wen Wanyue said, "I'm here to inform Master Leng to take you to tomorrow's 'summit'."

In the void, Leng Yuqing's voice suddenly came from the void. "Deng Lin is already the lord of the ninth peak, Wanyue, I will announce this to everyone tomorrow."

Wen Wanyue was stunned when she heard this, then covered her mouth and smiled, "Master Deng Jiufeng, please attend the 'summit' in person tomorrow."

Deng Lin naturally heard the teasing in Wen Wanyue's words, touched his nose, and said calmly, "Thank you for your advice, I will definitely attend in person tomorrow."

Wen Wanyue couldn't help but laugh, "The summit has always been held on the first peak. The master of the Nine Peaks, just go directly to the first peak tomorrow."

Looking at Deng Lin, Wen Wanyue's big eyes turned a few times and suddenly said, "If I had known to join Master Leng's ninth peak, I would have become the master of the peak immediately. I should have joined earlier."

In the void, Leng Yuqing sighed, "Don't talk nonsense. Even if you want to join the Ninth Peak, your parents will not agree, and I will not agree."

Wen Wanyue couldn't help but pout and said dissatisfiedly, "Master Leng, you are partial. I am so kind to you. You don't let me sit on the Ninth Peak Lord."

After a moment of silence, Leng Yuqing sent a message saying, "The Peak Master is not that easy to be. You little girl knows nothing, so how can you become the Peak Master?"

Deng Lin looked at Wen Wanyue and couldn't help but sigh. Under the hat of the Lord of the Ninth Peak, Leng Yuqing dug a big hole for himself and let him jump down.

Wen Wanyue looked at Deng Lin, then chuckled and left again.

Deng Lin stood up and looked at the afterglow of the sunset and his figure on the lonely platform, and suddenly felt a sense of inexplicable sorrow in his heart.

Familiar figures kept flashing in front of you, Huo Yan, Yin Ziyu, Guigu Dan Shen, and of course, Long Jingqiao, who was infatuated with him in Fenghua, and even Dongfang Wanyun, who had a miserable life experience and a graceful look.

Of course, Deng Lin was most worried about his mother who was so tired that she was crying due to overwork.

The longer I leave, the deeper the longing in my heart and the stronger the desire to go home.

The figure under the setting sun is so long, like the journey home.

After exhaling a long breath of turbid air, shaking his neck, and waving the concern in his heart, Deng Lin became a boy with a cold face, bright red eyes, strange and indifferent appearance.

The next day, when Deng Lin arrived at the first peak, everyone looked at him with strange eyes.

The Eighth Peak Lord, a middle-aged man who was as beautiful as jade, looked at Deng Lin and smiled slightly, "There has been no newcomers in the temple for a long time, but what is surprising is that you will actually join Junior Brother Leng's ninth Peak."

A middle-aged man is beside him a middle-aged woman with outstanding looks, while a big-eyed girl named Wen Wanyue.

Wen Wanyue stretched out her tongue to Deng Lin and said, "This is my father and mother."

Deng Lin still had a bit of affection for Wen Wanyue, so he bowed and said, "My younger generation Deng Lin, I have met two seniors."

The middle-aged beautiful woman beside Wen Wanyue smiled and said, "You don't have to be polite to the Ninth Peak Lord. Now we are both the Peak Lord, so we are naturally on an equal footing." Wen Wanyue's father also smiled and said, "Yes, Wen Yanyu is the Eighth Peak Lord. I hope the Nine Peak Lord will take care of you in the future."

Deng Lin bowed his hand, but he looked at Wen Wanyue's parents inadvertently. Although Wen Yanyu was as beautiful as jade, Wen Wanyue's mother's figure, appearance and voice were both the best choices. When the two of them were combined, people couldn't help but sigh that the match was made of heaven.

The fourth peak master, Chang Qi, the father of the young man surnamed Chang, stared at Deng Lin and said disdainfully, "What is the right person to be on par with us just a back-up student?"

Chang Qi's beloved son Chang Feng was forced by Deng Lin to be like a rat crossing the street at the schoolyard, and was in a mess. As a man, he was naturally angry and always wanted to find the place back, otherwise he would have the face to gain a foothold in Jiufeng.

Wen Yanyu couldn't help but frown slightly when he heard this, and said in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Chang is so serious. Since Junior Brother Leng pointed out that Brother Deng is the lord of Jiufeng, we naturally have no right to jump."

Chang Qi stared at Deng Lin and smiled coldly, "Then we should also see if he has real abilities. If he is just a mediocre person, even if Junior Brother Leng personally designated him, I will destroy him. The Lord of the Nine Peaks has always been a capable person. What qualifications are a mediocre person to become the Lord of the Nine Peaks?"

A sigh suddenly came from the void, and Leng Yuqing appeared in front of everyone, "Class Brother Chang wants to break the rules of Jiufeng?" Leng Yuqing looked at Chang Qi and said lightly.

Chang Qi suddenly saw Leng Yuqing appear, his eyes suddenly contracted, and there seemed to be a little fear in his expression.

"Since Junior Brother Leng recommends it, I naturally have no objection. I am just thinking about Jiufeng." Chang Qi looked at Leng Yuqing and said.

Leng Yuqing said calmly on his sad face, "From now on, Deng Lin will be the lord of Jiufeng, so please take care of you."

The first peak master, a middle-aged man with a slightly fat body and a shrewd look, came forward and beat him up, "Congratulations to Junior Brother Leng, who finally found a successor, and there is finally a successor in the Ninth Peak."
Chapter completed!