Liu Xueqin was extremely intelligent, pursed her lips and chuckled, and sent a voice to her voice: "Senior Brother Fang, Xueqin's mission this time is to recruit new disciples here, and it is also necessary to deal with these mortals."

"Miss Liu... are you from Bingpo Sect?"

Lin Cheng opened his mouth wide and was a little surprised.

"That's right, Mr. Lin has any questions?" Liu Xueqin's bright eyes flowed.

"I am the elder of the 'Snow Mountain Sect', who has been responsible for receiving immortal masters from the Ice Snow Fairyland recently. In previous years, they were all immortal masters from the Bingpo Sect and came to the Snow Mountain Sect to select disciples."

Lin Cheng was extremely excited.

"Are you an elder of the Snow Mountain Sect? Within a radius of thousands of miles, including the Snow Mountain Sect and Hansong Sect, I am responsible for screening out disciples with excellent talent."

Liu Xueqin said with a smile.

Yang Fan looked strange, but he didn't expect that things would be so coincidental.

Afterwards, Lin Cheng respected Liu Xueqin and six others, as respectful as a guest of honor.

"So I wonder, when will Elder Liu come to my Snow Mountain Sect in person?"

Lin Cheng asked expectantly.

"Well, after this ice storm, let us check here for a few days, and the first one will go to your Snow Mountain Sect."

Liu Xueqin smiled. Obviously, because of the previous incident, she had a good impression of Lin Zhong and was grateful.

"Thank you Miss Liu."

Lin Cheng bowed and thanked him, and in addition to his excitement and hope, he also had a special expectation.

Yang Fan, Lin Cheng, Liu Xueqin and others sat at the table together, and their conversations were very harmonious.

However, whenever the purple-haired young man named Fang spoke, he felt a sense of arrogance and disgusting.

Fortunately, he seemed to be very disdainful of Yang Fanlin and Lin Cheng and rarely joined in.

Yang Fan captured that the man surnamed Zifa of Fang had a few murderous intents towards Lin Cheng in his eyes.

He took this situation into his eyes and paid attention to it secretly.

While several people were talking, the King of Jin Demon and others occasionally looked here, but they did not dare to approach because they were afraid of Liu Xueqin and others.

The ice storm was raging all night. At the most violent moments, you could see the thick and tall restaurant shaking violently.

Just in case, Liu Xueqin also added a ban on the walls of the Snow Mountain Building every once in a while.

Such a violent "ice storm", ordinary cultivators cannot withstand for a moment.

Even though Liu Xueqin first entered the Golden Pill, she was flying outside alone, so it was naturally not a big problem. She could do it with four or five low-level monks, but it would be very difficult.

In addition, there is a flat plain within four or five hundred miles of Bingwu Town, which is also the reason why she came to Xueshan Tower to find a temporary shelter.

The ice storm lasted until early morning of the next day and ended.

Seeing that Liu Xueqin was about to leave, Lin Cheng was reluctant to leave.

Yang Fan's eyes turned and asked with a smile: "I wonder if Miss Liu, with Yang's qualifications and cultivation, can she be able to enter the eyes of the Dharma and become a disciple of the sect?"

A thought among spiritual light, how to enter the extreme north world of immortal cultivation with a brand new character.

Yang Fan quietly took the first step.
Chapter completed!