Chapter 1173 (1/2)

The two elders and the four martial brothers were stunned and looked at Lin Zhihuan in surprise. They began to understand why Lin Zhihuan made such a choice.

”We... May have no choice for a long time. The past spark saints have died, and the future spark saints will be reorganized. If we want to revenge, we must bear humiliation and bear heavy burdens.”

An elder's voice was hoarse. He felt like stopping talking. He stared at Lin Zhihuan's figure very seriously and said in a deep voice.

”Yes! Compared with us, what she carries and bears is great pressure.”

Another elder nodded happily. At this time, he understood what he was bearing on Lin Zhihuan. Everything was just as Lin Zhihuan said just now.

If you live for tomorrow, you can only choose to live for tomorrow.

When Lin Zhihuan left the treasure house and came to the side of the bodies of thousands of martial artists killed by Su Ling, Lin Zhihuan immediately stopped and said in a voice: ”If you choose to stay, get busy! First clean up all the bodies in the treasure house, and then go to the nearby villages to recruit disciples again. Su Ling will leave a lot of cultivation resources. We should make rational use of them and set up a new spark holy church as soon as possible.”

”Yes, Lord.”

The two elders and the four martial brothers could not help looking at each other. They looked at each other and saw appreciation and recognition in each other's eyes.

Yes, from this moment on, they recognized the value and significance of Lin Zhihuan's existence.

In other words, from now on, the new leader of spark holy church, that is, Lin Zhihuan, leader Lin.

As for these people, they will go all out to support Lin Zhihuan and help Lin Zhihuan rebuild the spark church.

……

A month later;

After the battle for the treasure house of spark saints, Su Ling got the only dozen holy herbs left in the treasure house, and then returned to the Dan Temple overnight.

Su Ling returned to the Dan temple and couldn't get out of the door. For the whole month, Su Ling was in a tense and busy cultivation.

Su Ling now pays more attention to the cultivation of martial arts than Dan Dao.

Until now, Su Ling has come to the lower level for as long as a year, and Su Ling has really entered the stage of eighteen.

In the cold winter, the sky falls snow, and the crystal clear snowflakes fall on the ground, wrapped in silver, like a white quilt covering the earth.

Sitting under the meditation Pavilion behind the Dan temple, Su Ling slowly put the fishing rod in her hand next to her. Subconsciously, she raised her head and looked at the falling snowflakes. On Zhang Junxiu's upright face, she smiled a few times.

With a ”click”, the fishing rod placed aside suddenly struggled. Su Ling suddenly grabbed the fishing rod and pulled it up from the meditation pond.

The fishing rod dehydrated and came out. With a ”Shua”, a silver carp was pulled up from the water. Su Ling finished and pulled the silver carp closer.

For a moment, the silver carp fell into Su Ling's hands.

The silver carp was as white as silver, and the snowflakes glittered on the scales. Su Ling held the silver carp in her hand, and the smile on her face was more gratified.

Then, with a sudden shock in his right hand, he threw the silver carp in his hand into the meditation pond and said with a smile, ”I don't know whether the fish is fishing for me or me.”

Su Ling put away her fishing rod and stood in the meditation Pavilion, overlooking the scenery after the snow. The smile on her face was more prosperous, and she was very pleased.

At this time, a slightly thin figure appeared behind Su Ling.