"This is the disciple with the highest central realm of our new disciples, is this fellow Daoist looking down on our disciple of expounding the teachings?"

"Don't you dare or are you afraid of losing?"

"Hmph, I'm afraid that the quilt will fall to the ground! It's not just your face that you're going to lose, right? ”

These people were talking nonsense, and in a blink of an eye, the contradiction was escalated to a contest between the two religions by some people with a heart, Dongfang Luo'er glanced at Ji Yuqing, who seemed to be pretending to close his eyes and recuperate on the high platform, and said in his heart: It seems that he doesn't want to care!

"Since a few people think that Luo'er is not comparable to look down on you new disciples who explain the teaching, then Luo'er will take it!" Dongfang Luo'er heard that they had said that the rules of fighting words were simple.

Meng Qixian came over with a smile at this time, "Do you mean that you want to have a word spirit competition between the two sects?" He said for fear that the world would not be chaotic, and he had already looked down on these arrogant and arrogant exposition disciples in his heart.

As soon as he said this, it attracted the approval of most people, and as a result, the disciples of the two sects were unified, and a few word spirit masters were selected to set six rounds of competition, and the one who won much won won the first game, and Dongfang Luoer and Shen Ziyao competed in the first game.

The vast majority of the disciples of the exposition are from big families and families, compared with most of the monks from poor backgrounds in the sect, there is a sense of superiority, this half month to get along, the contradiction is gradually revealed, not to mention that this time it is the disciples of the exposition of the sect that take the lead in provoking, the disciples of the sect are naturally united, if these disciples of the exposition are won in their own place, it will affect the strength of the entire new disciples, and naturally few people turn their elbows outward.

The spirit of fighting words needs to move the pen to volley, condense the comprehension of the state of mind, add their own coercion, and write a word in the air. Touch each other to see who writes the word spirit is powerful, and the word spirit of one side will naturally be smashed by the strong side, and the number of words written is not limited, until the other party can't break the word spirit of the other party three times.

In the vacated middle position, Shen Ziyao took the lead in raising the pen and writing down the word "bucket" directly to Dongfang Luo'er to suppress it.

Dongfang Luo'er's pen walked like a dragon and snake to write the town word that had been written to Mo Xiaoxie, and the word was broken after the two words touched a few times, Shen Ziyao then wrote the word war and then waved it, Dongfang Luoer wrote down a word, and waved it out after the town word was broken several times......

The onlookers watched as the two sides kept writing characters and waving them, and the close cross was not distinguished. Suddenly, he didn't despise Dongfang Luo'er's strength so much.

Ji Fenglan was also among the six people selected by the teaching. She wanted to deal with Dongfang Luo'er by herself this time, but she didn't dare to challenge the authority of the man on the high platform, she already knew that Shen Ziyao, who was eager for quick success and quick profit, and wanted to please the Ji family, was not her opponent, not to mention whether Dongfang Luo'er had hidden strength or not.

Dongfang Luoer's momentum is like a rainbow. The spirit of the word blooms. Although she had only been studying with Mengqi Immortal for a few days. But there weren't necessarily a few monks present who were her opponents.

In the end, after Shen Ziyao was shattered with three words in a row, she stared at Dongfang Luo'er unwillingly and hatefully, and had to admit defeat. And the king character written by Dongfang Luo'er at the end is the top grade in the purple light flashing word spirit, if it is written on the rune paper to deter the monks below the golden pill period, there is no problem.

Even Ji Yuqing, who closed his eyes and recuperated, glanced at the word Wang written by Dongfang Luo'er, the corners of his mouth raised, and he continued to close his eyes, Xuantian on the side looked at Ji Yuqing, knowing that he intended to connive at him and did not dare to intervene, so he just looked at it.

Shen Ziyao reluctantly withdrew to a male cultivator named Han Xiao, and it was Mengqi Immortal who succeeded Dongfang Luo'er.

Fighting word spirit, the soul master is the most outstanding, and the fighting word spirit between men is more domineering, in the field where the characters are flying, and even the numbers come out, the end is amazing, not losing in a real duel, and finally the dream fairy wins, and the exposition loses two games in a row, and those people naturally have a bad face.

The next game is Ji Fenglan against a seemingly weak female disciple in the sect, Dongfang Luoer doesn't need to look at it to know that this game is lost, sure enough, Ji Fenglan's word spirit is decisive, and the female disciple loses after a few fights, but in the past three of the six games, the sect still has an advantage.

The next game turned out to be a male cultivator of the sect against Lin Yuxuan, who explained the teaching, because there is still a little difference in the strength of male and female cultivators, these games are all same-sex competitions, and they also seem fair.

Lin Yuxuan won this time, his pen was like flowing water, and the characters were atmospheric and spiritual, but he won as a matter of course.

Dongfang Luo'er frowned, and after Lin Yuxuan gave her a faint look and didn't say anything.

The next one is a fair-eyed female cultivator who expounds on Long Jinghong's teachings, Dongfang Luo'er looks at it but can't be sure who will win?

This game Long Jinghong did not lose or win, fought nearly a hundred words and ended in a draw, the disciples of the next exposition couldn't sit still, this last game is very important, they can only win and not lose, and those disciples of the exposition did not expect that the strength of some seemingly inconspicuous monks in the sect was so powerful.

In the next game, it turned out to be the girl who was late for the first day, and her cute appearance looked very harmless, it was Youyue who was sent by the Sect, and it was expected that Youyue would appear, Dongfang Luoer couldn't laugh anymore, is this interception going to lose?

"Enough rest, let's continue listening!" At this moment, Ji Yuqing's voice came down from above.

Suddenly, no matter whether the competition was completed or not, it was too late to gloat or be unconvinced, so they obediently returned to their positions and sat down.

Then Ji Yuqing began to read out the scriptures paragraph by paragraph, Dongfang Luoer thought of the competition that had no ending just now, Ji Yuqing did it on purpose!

Ji Fenglan couldn't understand the man on the high platform at the moment, knowing that Dongfang Luo'er was the most unrelenting person, but not allowing the Ji family to make a move on her, it was really incomprehensible.

Ji Fenglan sat in the back row and looked at the back of Dongfang Luo'er in front of him, and an impossible idea came to mind in his heart, watching Dongfang Luo'er raise the pen and write, every step was as chic and wanton as flowing water, this kind of charm made many people silently begin to pay attention, but who is Ji Yuqing, and how otherworldly a woman is in his eyes, he also sees it as nothing, hmph, she thinks too much.

Soon another day passed, and everyone saw Ji Yuqing close the scripture and said, "Today is over." After that, the monks dispersed in twos and threes, and before Dongfang Luo'er could get up, he was pulled by someone to take the scenery in front of him for a moment, and he appeared on the top of a mountain, and the sky was full of wanton burning sunset.

"Come with me to see the sunset!" Ji Yuqing's tone was calm, and he couldn't hear the emotion in it.

The corners of Dongfang Luo'er's mouth twitched, "This is not difficult, it is rare that even if you sit here and watch the sunset together, it is a different scenery in your heart." "What Ji Yuqing wants to do, it's really getting more and more incomprehensible.

Ji Yuqing smiled and sat elegantly beside Dongfang Luo'er, "Oh! Is the scenery in Luo'er's heart as gorgeous and colorful as this sunset? ”

Dongfang Luo'er didn't answer and asked, "Brought me here just to see the scenery?" ”

"Could it be that there are others?" Ji Yuqing smiled, "Originally, this group of new disciples couldn't use me to teach, if it weren't for seeing you, it wouldn't have taken on this boring errand." ”

Dongfang Luo'er wanted to throw him down from the top of this mountain, but his eyes smiled like a crescent moon, "I didn't let you bring me here, not to mention that we are still destined to be opposites, aren't we?" ”

Ji Yuqing waved his hand, "That's the matter of the older generation, they are willing to pass on this hatred, but who said that we juniors must listen." With that, the corners of his mouth rose and he took out a flute, "Alas! Life is so boring, can Luoer play a song with me? ”

Dongfang Luo'er didn't understand what he meant by this, he originally thought about him very deeply, and he didn't buy the account of the Ji family's elders at all, but it was impossible for him to really want to be friends with her! "Okay." After that, he took out the guqin and put it on his lap, and played it with the sound of his flute. (To be continued......)