Soon, Lan Xi came to Miao Lin's room from the atrium.

"Master, disciple Lan Xi please see me."

"come in."

When Lan Xi was summoned, he carefully opened the door.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Miao Lin meditating cross-legged on the futon.

"Master, did the disciple bother you?" Lan Xi said apologetically.

Miao Lin opened her eyes, a smile appeared on her ruddy face, "It's okay. You come to find me, is there something wrong?"

Although she is over half a hundred years old, she has very strong bones. Except for her gray hair, she looks like a woman in her thirties.

"Master, the disciples really don't understand. Why are the brothers and sisters in Houshan fighting endlessly, and the clan doesn't care?" Lan Xi frowned and asked with doubts: "I believe that whether it is the elder or the lord, You should know the existence of this problem, right?"

"Hehe, come, drink a cup of tea first to warm up your body." Miao Lin got up, came to the table, and poured a cup of tea.

Lan Xi glanced at the tea, then walked over, picked up the cup of tea, and drank it all at once.

"You are too impatient." Miao Lin shook her head and said helplessly: "Tea is something that needs to be tasted carefully."

With that, she poured another cup of tea.

Miao Lin picked up the tea, took a sip, then closed her eyes and savored the taste of the tea: "Actually, you are right. We all know the situation in the Houshan Disciple Yard. But from another perspective. Look, this is not a bad thing. After all, there is competition to have motivation."

"As long as they don't do things that hurt the interests of the sect, fighting with each other can stimulate their potential, right?"

Lan Xi was stunned slightly, unable to think of the elder, and the reason why the Sect Master and Sect Master opened one eye and closed one eye, but deliberately let them compete.

"In this world, the strong are respected, and the inferior are eliminated." Miao Lin glanced at Lan Xi and comforted: "You have to accept this fact. In order to become strong, you have to be selfish, otherwise...the ultimate loser is Myself."

Lan Xi looked at Miao Lin blankly.

From the moment he was rescued by Miao Lin, he was determined to become a demon and defender.

However, Xuanzong, which he desperately wanted to enter now, found that the situation was different from what he had imagined.

In his imagination, the atmosphere of Xuanzong should be very harmonious, and the same sects will help each other, encourage each other, and work together to fight the evil spirits.

However, after he arrived, he realized that the fighting here was even more cruel.

"Lan Xi, I know you can't accept it for a while." Miao Lin sighed and said quietly, "But, as a teacher, I believe that one day, you will understand."

With that, she took out a token and handed it over. "This is a token to enter the cultivation tower, allowing the holder to enter the cultivation tower once. Originally, with your current status, there was no way to enter the cultivation tower. This is a small stove for your teacher."

Lan Xi's eyes lit up, and his hands caught the amulet.

"The cultivation tower is Xuanzong's holy ground for cultivation. You must take this opportunity."

"Thank you for the gift, Master."

"Well, step back."

Miao Lin waved her hand, then returned to the futon and meditated cross-legged.

When Lan Xi walked out, she opened her eyes, her eyes flashing with complicated expressions. "Hey, this stupid kid survived. However, I didn't expect his aptitude to be so high, so I was the one who missed him."

"I hope you can practice hard and don't get caught up in the past, otherwise...I will be very embarrassed."