In the first half of the night, Zhuo Junchen hypnotized himself to no avail, listened to the corner of the wall for half the night, and finally fell asleep in the second half of the night, but he had some small dreams that were not enough for outsiders. On the second day, although he did not wake up late, there were two not obvious blue-black masses hanging under his eyelids.

Seeing this, Jiang Wuxin just tacitly smiled with Zhuo Junchen. Fu Yong was quite embarrassed, coughed a few times and pretended to be unintentionally concerned: "Didn't my nephew rest well last night?" "That empty eyes, no matter how you look at it, it is the drunkard's intention not to drink.

Zhuo Junchen didn't want to care about other people's affairs, but his own cultivation was not smooth, and Fu Yong secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Reluctantly handed over the Nether Whip to Zhuo Junchen, and Fu Yong also specially instructed that he would accompany Zhuo Junchen to participate in the competition throughout the whole process, which meant that he would take care of the rest of the whip except during the competition.

Jiang Wuxin was afraid that he would be too careful, so he only said to Zhuo Junchen: "If this whip has been taken care of by Shizun, even if others attack you, they won't get the whip, and you will naturally be much safer." As he spoke, he glanced at Fu Yong again, and even he didn't quite believe what he was going to say, "Since Shizun has accepted Senior Brother Shen's entrustment, he naturally puts you first, and studying immortal weapons is just a matter of passing." ”

Zhuo Junchen only felt funny,

Fuyong was probably a little dissatisfied with him because of Jiang Wuxin's nonsense yesterday, Zhuo Junchen looked at Jiang Wuxin's occasional flattery, and felt a little emotion in his heart, if only one day, he and Shizun could be like them.

Zhuo Junchen and the three of them went to the dining hall together, except that Fu Yong was too wasteful to sleep and forget to eat when he studied the refining tools, he was still devoted to Zhuo Junchen, otherwise with his cultivation, he didn't need to eat anything at all.

After arriving at the dining hall, Zhuo Junchen gained a large number of envious and jealous eyes, mixed with some complicated whispers. This was the first time he had appeared in front of everyone after revealing his immortal weapon, and this kind of scene was not too strange. With Fuyong here, even if the disciples had more curiosity in their hearts, they didn't dare to take the initiative to pounce and ask.

Mu Zisu and Lian Xinhong were sitting together, and they couldn't help but be a little surprised to see that Zhuo Junchen came with Fuyong Immortal Jun and them. Zhuo Junchen just nodded at him and didn't explain much.

In the first round of the battle yesterday, the battle situation of Qinghua Xianmen was not bad, except for Huo Mei'er who suffered a fiasco in Zhuo Junchen, only five of the fifty people were eliminated among the losers because they could not fight the enemy. The opportunity to participate in the competition was not easy to come by, the winner had to prepare for the next match, and the loser was ready to wait for the comeback in five days.

After dinner, Fu Yong personally organized the team, and then took the Xianmen disciples to the lake to compete on the platform. There is no opening ceremony today, and the treasure ship will naturally be put away, except for using it as a tool when he goes back, there is no place for it. Fu Yong fulfilled his promise, and followed Zhuo Junchen almost step by step, and even Jiang Wuxin didn't want to go to other competitions to compete, and he didn't say much.

Jiang Wuxin reminded Fu Yong with a dark face: "Master, I'm about to take the stage." ”

Fu Yong just said perfunctorily: "Fight quickly." ”

Jiang Wuxin squinted his eyes and glanced at Zhuo Junchen, Zhuo Junchen turned his gaze away very knowingly, but he couldn't stop feeling envy in his heart. I don't know when the idea of monopolizing this master and not letting others take their minds became more and more intense...... Just thinking that Shizun sent Huo Mei'er away, and I don't know when he will come back, Zhuo Junchen's expression darkened a little, and he couldn't help but feel angry, if he could keep Shizun by his side forever...... Such thoughts unconsciously poured into Zhuo Junchen's mind.

"Yo, isn't this Shen Xianjun's senior apprentice......" A yin and yang voice sounded, attracting Zhuo Junchen's attention.

A group of sturdy disciples approached, wearing crimson robes, and the one who spoke for the lead was none other than Peng Yuan, who had been repaired by Shen Hanfeng. He originally had a grudge against Shen Hanfeng, and yesterday's incident of Zhuo Junchen and Huo Mei'er both using immortal weapons made Zhuo Junchen even more out of the limelight, and the humiliation and resentment in Peng Yuan's heart naturally deepened.

"The first disciple of the Jiuyang Sect." Zhuo Junchen said lightly, in fact, he didn't even remember Peng Yuan's name, so he had to call him like this.

As soon as Zhuo Junchen spoke, the anger in Peng Yuan's heart had a breakthrough: "It's hard for you to remember me, that's good, so as not to wait for the competition stage, you still don't know what revenge I have found." ”

Zhuo Junchen frowned slightly: "You flirt with female Taoist friends first, and my master will teach you later." Not only did you not reflect on it, but you also blamed it on our master and apprentice. Admittedly, I don't know what kind of revenge you've found. Fuyong Xianjun was pulled away by Jiang Wuxin at some point, and the two of them didn't know what they were talking about, but their eyes occasionally looked at him to make sure that nothing happened to Zhuo Junchen.

Peng Yuan was choked by Zhuo Junchen and was so angry: "Don't think that you can be so arrogant with an immortal weapon in your hand!" Since they are all manly husbands, you don't need your broken whip to fight with me in a dignified manner. ”

Zhuo Junchen understood what Peng Yuan meant, and only felt that this first disciple of the Jiuyang Sect was stupid, and he didn't enter this person's routine: "It is also my ability to get early recognition." Moreover, when fighting against the first disciple of Jiuyang Sect, you should show real skills, which is called value. ”

Before Peng Yuan could speak, he heard a sneering voice from the side, it turned out that Mu Zisu had been concerned about Zhuo Junchen's side, he and Lian Xinhong saw that Peng Yuan was a little wrong, and came over to help, never thinking that Zhuo Junchen had blocked back beautifully.

Peng Yuan regretted it in his heart, but he didn't expect that the radical method was useless, but it made Zhuo Junchen a little more vigilant. However, he had already received Jiuyan's reminder yesterday, Zhuo Junchen consumed a lot yesterday, and most of them would not be able to use the immortal weapon to transform the spirit again today.

Today should be Zhuo Junchen's weakest day, if Peng Yuan can defeat him, he will definitely be able to become famous, and their Jiuyangmen can also be stained and their reputation will be greatly enhanced.

It is precisely with such expectations that Peng Yuan will come to provoke. Now seeing that Zhuo Junchen doesn't take him seriously, Peng Yuan's fighting spirit is even stronger, and he is bent on defeating Zhuo Junchen.

Peng Yuan's cultivation is in the ninth layer of foundation building, which is far worse than Jiang Wuxin's foundation building peak, and he is mainly cultivating the earth spirit root, and his muscles are mainly defending. Zhuo Junchen only felt that he was very resistant to beating.

After a fight, Zhuo Junchen's Netherworld Whip was waved vigorously, the weapons of the rope class were skillful, and Peng Yuan's lower plate was stable, and he was beaten enough in front of Zhuo Junchen.

However, his fighting spirit was strong, and when Zhuo Junchen finally beat him down, so that Peng Yuan could no longer stand up, he couldn't help but feel a little respect in his heart. Peng Yuan fell to the ground, his face was so red and swollen that it was the same color as the robe on his body. Zhuo Junchen shook his head, and waited for the stewards and disciples of Cuiwei Palace to judge the winner, and then watched the disciples of Jiuyang Gate take Peng Yuan down.

Looking at their resentful eyes, Zhuo Junchen only felt that the contradictions between them and Jiuyangmen were getting deeper and deeper.

In the next few days, Zhuo Junchen's guess was verified. Although the strength of Jiuyangmen among the Seven Great Immortal Sects is not strong, it also has the strength of the middle and upper levels, and the disciples brought by Dabi are much more expensive than the Qinghua Immortal Sect. But whenever Qinghua Xianmen and Jiuyangmen meet on stage, they are almost immortal Cheng dù.

The people of Jiuyangmen are physically strong and have strong defenses, as long as the disciples of Qinghua Immortal Sect can't beat them down at the first time, it will inevitably be a vicious battle.

Although this matter is not from Jiuyangmen, as soon as there are many disciples in the Xianmen, it is inevitable that some people will spread some rumors.

"Senior Brother Zhuo's skills are strong, but a few of us have suffered, and against the disciples of Jiuyangmen, we have to break our heads." The male disciple who said this just faced a Jiuyang Sect today, and his left arm was wrapped in thick gauze, and when he saw Zhuo Junchen, he couldn't help but be sarcastic.

Zhuo Junchen didn't refute it when he heard this, the thoughts of others were too difficult to control, and he didn't care.

He was about to bypass this disciple and leave, but when he saw Lian Xinhong coming from the other side, he raised his mouth and said, "It's really interesting, it was Senior Uncle Shen who first taught that Peng Yuan a lesson, and Uncle Fuyong didn't think it was inappropriate." If this junior brother can't swallow this breath, you will go to Senior Uncle Shen and Senior Uncle Ancestor to say this sentence again. ”

The disciple didn't dare to squeak, and after seeing Lian Xinhong, he probably had suffered a loss at his hands before, and he was even more afraid of the soft and afraid of the hard, and he didn't dare to say anything more.

Zhuo Junchen shook his head and said, "Since the junior brother is injured, and there will be a fight tomorrow, let's go and rest early." ”

The male disciple snorted a few words, and hurriedly dropped a sentence: "When I bandaged it just now, Senior Brother Mu asked you to go to Maple Ridge, saying that it was related to Senior Uncle Shen. Seeing him leave quickly, Zhuo Junchen only thought he was ashamed and didn't think much about it.

Lian Xinhong approached and asked, "Why are you alone?" ”

Zhuo Junchen said: "Uncle Jiang has some ...... with Fuyong Immortal Jun I had to whisper, but I couldn't stay, so I went out for a walk. ”

Lian Xinhong nodded: "What about Maple Ridge, do you want to go there alone?" ”

Zhuo Junchen frowned, Mu Zisu didn't know what to think, and asked him to go to such a remote place. Just remembered that Mu Zisu had sued him before, Zhuo Junchen was worried, afraid that Mu Zisu had something else to sue him.

Lian Xinhong saw through his thoughts and said: "It's an eventful time now, and I don't know how many people covet your whip." I'll go with you. ”

Zhuo Junchen received Lian Xinhong's concern: "Then it will trouble Senior Brother Lian." ”