"Which fellow Daoist, will you give up some spirit beast food?" Zheng Guan looked at the foreground, and suddenly heard the woman's voice, and her tone was quite strong. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"There is nothing left." Zheng Wan echoed coldly, and did not glance at it.

It is normal for the monk to have some temperaments, but Fan Li has never been a monk in the early stage of Jindan to give her face like this. She walked around Dao Cue City for a few days, took a fancy to a powerful magic weapon, and then bought some pills and talismans, and the spirit stones on her body had bottomed out, but she had not had time to prepare more rations for her contracted spirit beasts, she didn't want to take it by force at the moment, she just wanted to buy some spirit beast food from other monks at the market price, of course, she knew in her heart that this market price was the market price when she was free, not the price that Dao Cue had almost doubled now.

Just now she smelled a faint trace of the fragrance of calendula in the air, this smell is extremely light, if it weren't for her long-term companionship with flowers and plants, she would definitely not be able to detect it, she thought to herself that the other party was just the cultivation of Jindan in the early stage, and he would definitely offer calendula grass honestly.

It's just that the result is not what she thought, Fan Li feels superior to others, and she has never been so despised by others, and the cultivation of this person who despises her is lower than her, so she naturally does not give up, "This girl asked you to give up some spirit beast food, it is to give you face......"

Zheng Wan turned his head and saw a graceful woman in purple standing not far away, with an angry face, cultivating to the late stage of Jindan. She didn't let the woman speak, so she intercepted her and said coldly: "Get out of the way immediately, I don't care!" ”

Fan Li's words were suddenly stuck in her throat halfway through, and her gaze was too cold and quiet, which made her feel a kind of cowardice in her soul. Fan Li is not a dull person, even though she was carried away by anger just now, she now knows that she seems to have picked a soft persimmon, I am afraid that she will encounter an iron plate, she can't afford to provoke this person!

Bai Teng made up his mind to protect the Xiaoguan girl, so when he had nothing to do, he honestly sat aside and cultivated. When it was disturbed by the sound, it hadn't noticed it yet, and when it heard the cold voice of the Xiaoguan girl, it immediately became interested, and was annoyed that it couldn't help the Xiaoguan girl?

It opened its eyes, its eyes were shining, and the original harmless, pure and innocent appearance suddenly became full of fighting spirit, and was about to do it, but when it saw the eyes of the Xiaoguan girl sweeping over, it suddenly understood that the Xiaoguan girl did not want it to do it, and the expression on her face suddenly became like a ball of gas.

How could Fan Li not see the eye contact between Zheng Guan and Bai Teng, when she saw it, her heart sank to the bottom, her original nun in a white dress and a green dress who was far away had nothing to do with the person in front of her, but she didn't expect things to be much beyond her imagination, look at this relationship, why does it seem that this nun in white and green dress still wants to look at the person in front of her?

The female cultivator in the white dress and green dress, she couldn't detect the other party's strength at all, she must have hidden her cultivation, and the other party had a special aura on her body, which suddenly burst out at the moment she opened her eyes, which made her very frightened.

Since she has concluded that the other party can't be provoked, can't she still hide? Fan Li thought about it in her heart, and immediately smeared oil on the soles of her feet, and she didn't do anything specifically, could it be that the other party still dealt with her in public? This is a peaceful city that can be forbidden to fight, and it is the city within the city where the Immortal Alliance is located!

The arrogance of the other party immediately shrank back, and Zheng Wan no longer pursued it, she has always admired those who know how to bow down, and at the same time will not forget to be vigilant.

Bai Tengzheng is a little depressed, Xiaoguan girl is injured she can't help, someone comes to provoke Xiaoguan girl and doesn't let her make a move, it feels like it has no value, it can't help but look ugly, see it is also looking at itself, there seems to be cunning and instigation in its eyes, its heart is immediately hot, and it draws a circle in the void under his fingers, and then touches his chin calmly and pretends to think about life.

Zheng Wan naturally saw Bai Teng's small movements, only to hear the purple-clothed woman who was not far away screaming "ah", and after a short half a breath, he smelled something falling into the river again.

The cultivation of the white vine is not an ornament, dealing with the monks of the Jindan period, it is just a matter of moving its fingers, if it can learn to "bully others", it is a matter of coercion, but although its cultivation is high, but the wisdom is like a child, it is a piece of high-grade rice paper that has not been splashed with ink. Zheng Wan didn't boast of being clear, she was holding the white vine, but she didn't want to change it forcefully.

Of course, its heart is towards herself, and she is happy to see it happen.

Bai Teng saw that the girl didn't blame it for many things, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, originally the Xiaoguan girl liked it to secretly make small movements?

After being happy, Bai Teng suddenly thought of a question, just now Xiaoguan girl glanced at the rude woman, the woman immediately did not dare to be arrogant, at that time Xiaoguan girl was a little different from the usual, the momentum was very strong, this kind of strength is not a simple sense of domineering, but the feeling of reaching the soul, just like the coercion of a high-level monk, so that although the cultivation of Xiaoguan girl is not as good as it, it still feels a trace of influence.

Thinking of this, the white vine is a little beautiful, and the more powerful the Xiaoguan girl, the happier it is. But it was also thinking that even the Xiaoguan girl was faintly coerced, and it had to work harder. Power is a bit of a void, it can't be mastered, it's like a condescending, contemptuous of the world, and an attitude of mastering everything, this attitude is too easy for human beings who have cultivated to a high level, they are already wise. And for it, it is a demon cultivator who can transform into a human form from a white vine, and there is pride, but that is only for some of the same kind who have failed to transform into a human form, and for human beings, it is more inferiority, this inferiority complex that comes from the difference in racial hierarchy, only they know that it is deep-rooted, and perhaps only when they break their own destiny will there be the possibility of loosening.

Zheng Guan's small few words of tongue did not attract attention, but a well-behaved female cultivator was caught by a vine that appeared inexplicably and thrown into the river, which caused a small sensation, this matter is not a big deal, and now the Dao Knock City dragon and snake are mixed, and there may be a high-level monk hidden in this crowd alone, and it is not a matter of moving a finger to deal with a junior in the Jindan period; But this matter is not small, in a few hours, but it will be the opening of the Jiazi Society, I don't know what the Immortal League is going to do this year, but most of the patrols have been withdrawn, and everyone secretly speculated that the patrol is not a sign that the Immortal League is going to personally rectify it, just this night, but someone is saying that a few divine senses are hovering above, and at this time, even if the high-level monk wants to rectify the juniors, he can't afford to throw people into the river to make things bigger.

Some people thought it was strange about this, so they rushed to the riverside to take a closer look, but no one came up again for a long time, and some people speculated, "Could it be that he is dead?" This person who spoke was a foundation building monk, and when he saw that the Jindan monk was destroyed so silently, his tone was not without pity.

"Death is death, what's the big deal."

If this Jindan monk is really dead, the people present may not really feel sorry, the monk who has lived for hundreds of years, is used to seeing life and death, as long as it does not involve his own life, he can see it very lightly, but no one will say such naked words so directly. Seeing that someone dared to say this in public, she couldn't help but look at the person who spoke, but she was a well-eyed female cultivator, dressed in white and green dress, plain and simple, and she looked very good at first glance, but thinking of what she said just now, the smile on her face didn't look innocent, but indifferent.

Bai Teng likes to be lively, it throws people into the river and causes a lot of excitement, how can there be a reason not to see it, when I heard that someone actually regretted the death of the rude woman, I was a little angry in my heart, and I responded with a word.

Of course, it doesn't believe that a Jindan monk can still be drowned by the river? However, in its opinion, even if this woman was really killed by herself, what was the big deal? If the monks present have anything they want to kill, what's the big deal about killing them?

Zheng Wan didn't go up to join in the fun, but Bai Teng's negative voice was not small, and it clearly reached her ears, she frowned slightly, and looked at Bai Teng deeply, she knew that the life that was not related to it, whether it was life or death, it didn't care at all. In its life, there is no compassion or sympathy, perhaps there is no emotion other than her and the ugly, and perhaps even the feelings for her and the ugly are all illusions. It is a demon cultivator, transformed into a human being, and does not have a human heart at all.

It's just that she doesn't demand, she still feels enough.

The bustle of the riverside did not affect everyone for a long time, and after a while, the crowd dispersed, and the reason why she did not see anyone coming ashore was mostly guessed that she was embarrassed to come out and swam away along the bottom of the river.

This night seems to be very short, Zheng Guan only felt that his eyes were slightly closed, and Dongfang had slowly vomited white.

The number of people on the riverbank has gradually increased, either as participants in the Koko Club or as people watching the game. In previous years, the Jiazi Club would set up a ring on the hanging platform, and a ladder platform would be set up on the riverbank, and the contestants would enter the hanging platform, and the spectators could see the ring clearly with their high potential on the riverbank ladder platform.

This year, the Immortal League did not set up a ring on the hanging platform, nor did it build a ladder on the riverbank, but no one would not know that the Jiazi Society would still be held on the hanging platform.

When the east was white, the ethereal bell suddenly sounded from the Hanging Heaven Immortal Alliance, which was the sound of opening the prelude to the Jiazi Society, and the crowd suddenly became noisy, and the voices were noisy, but it couldn't hide the thick bell, one after another, rippling in my heart.

The bell rang nine times without hurry, everyone looked up, in the background of the long blank clouds, the immortal alliance that was faintly in the clouds and mist on weekdays gradually showed its majesty, from the top down, it was not clear how many palaces were visible, but the eaves of the palace were heavy and heavy, and there were several spires that stood tall, proud in the palace group, such as pointing to the sky, particularly domineering.

The morning light falls on the palace and the minaret and is reflected in colorful colors, like a dreamy rainbow, which is rare in the world.

At this moment, the three of them on the Immortal Alliance fluttered in, their clothes were flying, and the indescribable Lang Jun came out of the dust, just like an immortal in the world. When the three of them got closer, someone saw their appearances.

The three of them came side by side, the person on the left stepped on the spirit sword, this single sign, it can be concluded that it is one of the seven strategies of the Immortal Alliance, the sword immortal Lu Zhenyuan, his sword eyebrows are starry, his face is serious, and his majesty is complete.

The person on the right is graceful, dressed in colorful clothes, red, green, yellow and blue, but she is not vulgar at all and feels bright, she is like a flower king who overwhelms the colorful flowers, and it is needless to say that she is charming. Above the apricot eyes, there are sideburns and flying eyebrows, adding a bit of arrogance, and the right side of the face is covered with half a silver mask that covers half of the face, so this person is also known as the half-faced lady, named Yin Yiyi.

The person between the two, he was dressed in black, his stature was not high, he was similar to the half-faced lady, his face was ordinary, his expression was ordinary, and his breath was ordinary, not as good as the sword fairy crown, not more arrogant than the half-faced lady, and he threw it into the crowd, and he couldn't find it back, but he stood between the sword fairy and the half-faced lady, but he couldn't be underestimated, this person is also one of the seven strategies of the Immortal Alliance, and he is the chasing ghost Shawu.

There were three of them in the Seven Strategies of the Immortal Alliance at the same time, and even if they were residents of Daocu City, they were rarely seen. In the past years of Jiazi recorded by Wanshi, at most one of the seven strategies was in charge.

It was a surprise that the three high-ranking monks of the Yuan Infant Stage appeared together, but the crowds on both sides of the Songjiang River were silent, and only the sound of the surging river and the wind of the river was heard. At the scene where the three primaries arrived together, even though the other party did not release the coercion, it still made people worship from the heart.

The three of them hung above the river, roughly the same height as everyone else. Lu Zhenyuan glanced at both sides of the Songjiang River, the corners of his mouth slightly arced, he took a breath, and the deep voice reached everyone's ears.

"This year's Jiazi will be presided over by three of us, Lu does not say trivial words, the following words hope that all participants remember: First, this year's Jiazi will only have one attempt in the ring."

At the beginning of the Jiazi Club in previous years, there would always be a lot of people who said a lot, nothing more than to thank the Quartet Daoists for coming to participate, the Jiazi Club is only for mutual competition, not for revenge, and the clichés such as the point in the competition, the sword immortal Lu Zhenyuan came up and said the point, but it was the right appetite of everyone. But hearing what Lu Zhenyuan said, there was a slight boiling in the crowd, the monks in the immortal cultivation world, in fact, the most important thing is strength, and the monks who participated in the Jiazi Society were definitely not for the swimming and flower planting competitions, but because they heard that the Jiazi Society only tried it this year, and they felt more appetizing.

However, for the spectators, it is a little less fun, if it is usual, how can you see those monks who seem to be higher than themselves are sad and sad, and they are in distress. Otherwise, the excitement of sixty years is already good to watch.

"Second," Lu Zhenyuan suddenly pointed out an object, the person who was closer to Songjiangyan was a palm-sized storage bag, and the person who was farther away could only see a black dot, "This is the reward bag of this year's Jiazi Club, there are three hundred of this reward bag, divided into several ranks, and the ninth rank is the second." These 300 reward bags are dyed with secret incense, and the fragrance can be spread to ten miles, scattered in the competition location, and the contestants can find it, whether they can get it depends on strength or luck. In this world, there is no ranking, only rewards. ”

Lu Zhenyuan's words were loud, and everyone could understand that the Jiazi Club in this world was just a collective competition for reward bags, and since the content of the competition was to compete for reward bags, the competition was not just a game.

"Third, each contestant's Jiazi will have a teleportation circle engraved on it, and the teleportation places set are all over the Songjiang River, which can be used to save their lives at critical moments in the game. The game will last on the 14th, and you can't quit at will after the game starts, unless you use the Teleportation Jade Slip. ”

The Wanshi Society recorded the teleportation jade slip of the teleportation circle, and the price was too high for ordinary monks to use. What is the number of participants in the Koshi Club? According to the data from Dongteng Pavilion, there are nearly six thousand, what kind of calculation did the Immortal League make to make so many teleportation jade slips, and at the moment, many spectators regretted that their intestines turned blue, and it was good to go and register for a name, just sign up and not participate in the competition, at least you can get a piece of teleportation jade slips.

However, this is just the mood of the people who are watching the excitement, and most of the contestants want to understand: the Immortal League prepares such a hand, I am afraid that it is to clear the responsibility, in addition to a life and death certificate is not enough, but also to provide free teleportation jade slips, then the danger of this game is naturally different from the past.

When it comes to life, even if the three Yuanying monks are present, the contestants below can't help but talk, and their voices are buzzing, like the sound of water.

Lu Zhenyuan didn't explain much, turned his head and took a look at Yin Yi and Sha Wu, and the figures of the three suddenly disappeared in place, appearing on both sides of the hanging platform in an instant, Lu Zhenyuan and Sha Wu stood upstream, downstream, in addition to Yin Ethereal, I don't know when there was an extra middle-aged man, dressed in a long cloth green shirt, slightly thin, and standing proudly on the river, not losing at all to the seven strategies of the Immortal Alliance.

Among the many contestants, not all of them know this person, but as long as one person knows, it will be spread to ten, ten to hundred, and everyone knows that this person is Shi Tao, the general manager of Wanshi Society.

Although Wanshi Society has sponsored the Jiazi Society for many years, most of them have not come forward, and this time Shi Tao came to realize that this world Jiazi Society must be unusual.

I saw the four people standing in the four corners, the three of the seven strategies of the Immortal League sat in the void, Shi Tao stood upright like a pine, holding a scroll in his hand, slowly unfolding, his voice was whispering, such as whispering in the ear, everyone couldn't hear what he was saying, only felt that he was chanting a mantra, and after a while, he saw a soft golden light suddenly on the scroll in his hand, and a wisp of golden smoke like thick ink slowly floated out of it, hanging in the air, it seemed to have spirituality, slowly wandering, and gradually freeze into a picturesque and incomprehensible text.

At this time, the fluctuation of spiritual power in the air was very obvious, and even the residents of Dao Culpse City felt that the atmosphere was a little weird.

On the Songjiang River, a huge wind suddenly rose, rolled up the river water and smashed it fiercely on both sides of the Songjiang River, but the protective formations had already been laid on both sides of the Songjiang River, and the river water rushed violently, consumed momentum on the invisible protective barrier, and fell back into the river in a decadent manner.

Above the sky, the clouds swelled sharply, and in the blink of an eye, large dark clouds drifted in, obscuring the glory of the rising sun.

Rao is the river and the wind are doing trouble, but the world is suddenly terrifyingly quiet, and the earth seems to tremble for a moment.

At this moment, Shi Tao's mouth was no longer silent, he put his hands together and made a very strange handprint, "Open!" With a sudden spit out, the river that had been rolled up in mid-air and was about to pounce on the defensive barrier suddenly fell back, like a bird flying in the air suddenly lost its wings, and the dark clouds in the sky quickly dispersed, and the sunlight dispersed again.

The golden smoke that had been immovable in the sky was boiling like boiling water, and the huge golden smoke suddenly turned into hundreds of picturesque and incomprehensible words, fluttering in an orderly manner in the air, and finally sticking to the protective barrier on the hanging platform.

At this moment, above the void, more than ten divine senses swept by, and the monks below were all shocked.

And the originally transparent barrier is now gradually revealed by the outline of these golden small calligraphy paintings, which surrounds the four sides of the suspension platform, and is as high as a hundred zhang. And within the barrier, something gradually appeared, like a void door being slowly opened, revealing the scene inside, the mountains were piling away, and the geese were flying high.

The scene is mirage and beautiful.

"This mirage that seems to be virtual but real, the famous name, is the ring of the Jiazi Club competition in the present world." Lu Zhenyuan's voice sounded slowly. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. )