"Poof, I'm so scared that I pee my pants." Mu Zisu laughed mercilessly, and there were bursts of deliberately suppressed laughter among the disciples of the Qinghua Immortal Sect.

Shen Hanfeng's attack was extremely measured, and he didn't really hurt Peng Yuan, the row of sharp and scary-looking ice picks pierced into the mountain wall along Peng Yuan's body and against his skin.

Peng Yuan opened his eyes tremblingly, and there was no pain in his body. It's just that he immediately noticed that his pants were soaked, and his face instantly turned red, and only his pale lips were pale with fright.

Jiu Yan had already arrived, and when he saw his apprentice being humiliated like this, he didn't dare to complain at all about Shen Hanfeng's cold expression.

The dignified master of Jiuyang Gate, Jiuyan had to smile at Shen Hanfeng and said, "The shoddy people are not good, and they have caused Elder Shen to be angry, because this seat has not been disciplined well." ”

Shen Hanfeng didn't reply, just turned his head to look at Fuyong Immortal Jun. After all, Fu Yong is the leader of Qinghua Xianmen this time, he can teach Peng Yuan a lesson and talk to the master of Jiuyang Gate, but he has to hand it over to Fu Yong.

Fu Yong hid on Pinjian Peak to smelt magic weapons all the year round, although he knew what he should say, he obviously didn't think about what he should say, and he muttered for a long time before saying: "This, the disciples of the Cuiwei Palace are the first, and the Qinghua Immortal Sect is the second, it can be seen that ...... It can be seen that the master of Jiuyang Gate attaches too much importance to cultivation on weekdays, and he needs to teach well in the future. ”

"That's what Xianjun said." Jiuyan listened to Fuyong Immortal Jun's teachings with a smile, not only because of Shen Hanfeng and Qinghua Immortal Sect, but also because Fuyong's qualifications and cultivation and refining level were there, he didn't want to ruin the future of Jiuyang Sect.

On the Shenque Continent, Qinghua Immortal Gate, Tianfang Temple, Wanjian Immortal Sect, Jialan Temple, Cuiwei Palace, Jiuyang Gate, and Ziwei Sect are called the Seven Great Immortal Sects, but in addition to the Jialan Temple, the six sects are faintly divided into the upper three sects and the lower three sects, and the strength of the first three is far superior to the latter three.

Fu Yong saw that he had also learned a lesson, so many of them were crowded at the intersection of Cuiwei Palace, and it would not be a good thing if they met other sects. So he discussed softly with Shen Hanfeng for a while, and then the disciples of Cuiwei Palace led them to their temporary residence. As for Peng Yuan, who was nailed to the stone wall by Shen Hanfeng, it was naturally left with a headache for the people of Jiuyangmen.

Jiuyangmen pays attention to foreign kung fu, and each disciple has a strong body of muscles and muscles, but relatively speaking, their light martial arts and volley skills are a little worse.

The accommodation arranged by Cuiwei Palace for them is a drainage pavilion near the lake, with a corridor waist and back, intrigues, probably because of the women's sect, this water pavilion looks very exquisite. A few of the Cuiwei Palace disciples who led the way were very kind and enthusiastic to them, probably because the two elders had come out together to vent their anger for them. After explaining the structure of the Water Pavilion to everyone in Qinghua Immortal Sect, the disciples of Cuiwei Palace left.

Although the water pavilion looks exquisite, the space inside is not small, there are nearly sixty people in Qinghua Xianmen, and each person can be assigned to a separate compartment.

By the time they had all settled down, it was already time for dinner. The food has already been distributed, but they need to cook it themselves, which will inevitably cause unnecessary trouble when the disciples of each sect meet, and the disciples of each sect will stay in their own residence to eat. Of course, every morning, there will be disciples from Cuiwei Palace who will bring fresh ingredients.

By the time they were eating, the matter of Peng Yuan had already been spread everywhere, and the matter of Shen Hanfeng nailing Peng Yuan to the mountain wall was even more rumored to be a joke. It was said that Shen Hanfeng nailed him up or down, and the people of Jiuyangmen couldn't get it down, and they happened to meet the disciples of Tianfangguan passing by, and the leader of the team was the Tianyu Daoist who had met with Shen Hanfeng at the beginning. This Tianyu Dao Chief is also a wonderful person, after listening to the ins and outs of the matter, he laughed at Jiuyan and didn't say anything, and used the fear of Shen Hanfeng as a shield, and he slipped away with the disciple of Tianfangguan. In the end, Jiuyan specially invited the group of cold sword cultivators of the Ten Thousand Swords Immortal Sect, and only then did they put down the big disciples of Jiuyang Sect from the cold mountain wall.

Mu Zisu vividly told everyone about the scene at that time, and he couldn't be happy at first: "If you want to say that Uncle Shen's skills are really profound, this ice pick has not been finished until Na Peng Yuan is put down." Otherwise, why bother the people of the Ten Thousand Sword Immortal Sect to make a move, and after the ice pick is completed, this Peng Yuan can still slide down by itself, and I don't know if I will draw a map on the mountain wall. ”

Everyone remembered Peng Yuan's appearance at that time, and there was a burst of laughter.

It's just a smile, and someone over there said in a weird way: "Uncle Shen is in addition to the limelight, but only suffers us disciples, if you meet a disciple of Jiuyangmen, it may be a vicious battle." When everyone turned around, it was Rong who hid in the corner and ate alone. His relationship with several personal disciples was lukewarm, and in his heart, he didn't look down on the ordinary disciples in the Xianmen, so he could only be left alone. Seeing that everyone's eyes moved to him, Rong Yan snorted, and turned back to continue eating.

The atmosphere calmed down for a while, and while everyone was happy, they really didn't expect this, or rather, some people thought of it, but they didn't have the courage to say it.

Seeing that the atmosphere around him was not right, Zhuo Junchen put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand, and said with a smile: "It is natural that I have formed a relationship with Jiuyangmen, but my Qinghua Immortal Sect is the first immortal sect, will I still be afraid of such a misbehaving sect?" The stronger the opponent, the more we can show the excellent and elite of our disciples. ”

Zhan Baichuan said in a timely manner: "If you want to fight, you will fight, this can show that our senior brothers and sisters have not been wasted in their cultivation for more than ten years." What are you afraid of? ”

One was the first disciple in the general election, and the other was the chief of Zhanfeng, and the words of the two naturally aroused the blood of all the disciples. Young spirit, they came here today to show their skills, how could they be afraid because of the obstruction of the ghostly spirit?

Zhuo Junchen and the others glanced at each other helplessly, it was a good thing that the passion was surging, but the first round of the Immortal Sect was still a few days later, and it was so early that he was ambitious, I am afraid that it would cause some trouble to several stewards.

At the right time, a clear female voice said: "Senior Brother Zhan is only called Senior Brother Senior Brother...... Didn't you take us female disciples seriously? ”

Zhan Baichuan raised his head and smiled: "Senior Sister Su said that I laughed, the family teacher often said that my Xianmen disciples, whether they are male or female, are the glory of the sect." ”

Su Yuesheng's face hidden under the veil couldn't see clearly, but a pair of autumn water cut pupils were slightly bent, with a soft smile: "In this way, then our female disciples might as well compare with the male disciples, and see if the rankings add up in the end, whether the male disciples or the female disciples are higher." ”

Lian Xinhong quipped: "Such a competition, Senior Sister Su, we have so many male disciples, it is very difficult for you to win." "There are only seven female disciples from Qinghua Immortal Sect this time, and it's not bad to dance, if you want to compare with them, even if Su Yuesheng's means are superhuman, it is difficult for female disciples to win.

Huo Mei'er sat with Su Yuesheng and the others, and snorted coldly when she heard this: "Since you know that you have the advantage and are not even afraid of our female disciples, why are you male disciples afraid?" ”

Lian Xinhong touched his nose, in fact, there was nothing to be afraid of, but after all, Su Yuesheng was bringing a group of women, no matter whether they won or lost, it would be of no benefit to them.

"If you win, you can say, 'A bunch of men won't let us,' and if the brothers let you, you can say, 'It's not as good as our women.'" Mu Zisu said, pinching his throat to imitate the woman's voice, "Isn't this thankless?" ”

The other male disciples all reacted and echoed in unison. Su Yuesheng didn't answer, but Huo Mei'er rolled her eyes and said, "Then it's better to be like this, let's compete one-on-one." It just so happened that we had seven female disciples, so we picked out seven male disciples to compete, and whoever won the most games at that time would be considered to be the winner! ”

Mu Zisu spread his hands and said: "Although I really want to agree, but I am not qualified to participate, it is not good to agree for the brothers next to me, what do the brothers think?" In the last sentence, Mu Zisu asked loudly.

Naturally, the male disciples would not refuse this matter, and they coaxed one after another.

Mu Zisu rolled his eyes and said: "In this way, then this matter is settled, I just don't have to compete, I can be a referee for you, several senior sisters and sisters can each choose a senior brother and junior brother, and when the big competition is over, you can see the result by winning or losing, what do you think?" ”

Several female disciples discussed for a while, and Huo Mei'er said: "If both parties do not obtain the White Phoenix Jade Jue, it will be counted as a draw, and if they both have the White Phoenix Jade Jue, they will be ranked according to the ranking." ”

The male disciples readily agreed, and Mu Zisu also thought of something: "If you pay attention to fairness, you can't choose all the disciples with a lower ranking than yourself, at most let one of you, and you can choose a junior brother with a lower ranking than yourself at most." ”

In this way, in fact, it is still the female disciples who have the advantage, and they naturally have no opinions, and after some discussion, several female disciples have come out and selected a male disciple as an opponent. It's just that Mu Zisu likes to coax very much, this is obviously just a matter of selecting disciples, and he has made it like choosing a son-in-law, and the female disciples have blushed, and the male disciples who have been selected one by one have a proud appearance.

"Senior Sister Huo, now only you and Senior Sister Su have no opponents, do you think about it?" Mu Zisu asked maliciously. He had a good impression of this junior sister earlier, but now he has nothing to think about, only teasing.

Huo Mei'er raised her head slightly and said, "Is there anything else worth guessing, the opponent I chose is naturally Zhuo Junchen, Senior Brother Zhuo!" ”

The last three words were bitten very hard by Huo Meier.