This time, Tianchen did not leave immediately, but hooked his fingers at the streamer, and the streamer pounced in front of Chenjun with a "sigh", if it had a tail, it must be shaking flatteringly at this moment.

"Chenjun, what do you have to say?" For Jingzhao Little Zen Master, the streamer has a feeling of seeing an old acquaintance who is also a fallen person at the end of the world, but when it sees Tianchen, it can only wag its tail flatteringly, if it has it.

"If so, what about you?"

The streamer heard Tianchen's voice, and Chenjun was telling it that if "how is you", then he will also let "how is you" in the future. The streamer shuddered, and immediately betrayed: "A sword splits away." ”

"Very good." Tianchen nodded to indicate that he was satisfied with the answer, and then sat back on the futon, and after a while, the little Zen master woke up like a dream and looked at Fusu, who was sitting in front of him and had changed his clothes: "Senior Sister Fusu...... Are you alright? ”

"Uh-huh." Fu Su nodded heavily, although she was almost bad, but the brand of Daozong gave her a life.

Jing Zhao felt as if something had happened, but when he thought about it, there was nothing, so he had to get up. found that his body was a little sticky, as if he had been licked by a dog, and he had a smell of saliva. Jing Zhaohe had been baptized by saliva, only when he was caused by the mantra of Fusu Song's heart, he raised his hand, and the dust cleansing mantra swept over his body, and his whole body was clean and refreshing: "Senior Sister Fusu, you must concentrate on it, how can you be distracted." ”

Speaking of distraction, it's really not Fusu's fault, Fusu is still angry when he talks about this: "Where is I going to distract him, I don't know whose divine consciousness broke in, and that divine consciousness is too powerful, I am comprehending the sword intent, and as soon as I am interrupted by that divine consciousness, the sword intent is out of control." Recently, there have been a lot of people in the Chengyun Sect, and I don't know which Daoist friend is so formless, if it weren't for the ...... If it weren't for Jingzhao Zen Master, I am afraid that more than 1,000 years of practice would be ruined. ”

"In the future, we still have to pay attention to it, how can we enter the cultivation if the ban is not opened, and there must not be a next time." Jing Zhao said and looked at the moonlight, and always felt that the moon was much more off, but he felt like it was only a moment, which was a little weird. The moon has gone up to the middle of the sky, and it is inconvenient for Jingzhao to stay longer, so he said goodbye to Fusu and went back to the guest house.

As soon as Jing Zhao left, Fu Su could finally breathe a sigh of relief and sit down to rest for a while, and the streamer was around her, and asked directly: "Fu Su, is Chenjun's meat delicious, I didn't see it, you can still lure Jing Zhao." If it weren't for Jing Zhao's distraction, Chenjun would never have come out, tsk...... But don't take me for some bad things in the future, I don't want to take responsibility for either of you to eat and wipe the other clean. ”

"Did I call you just now?" Usue couldn't help but roll her eyes.

The streamer "snorted" and didn't speak, the master is sometimes very correct, women are more capricious than villains, the last moment you saved her from fire and water, and the next moment she can chop you under the horse. The master also said that a woman in this state, whoever reasoned with her would lose, so the streamer decisively shut up.

The palace was silent because the streamer stopped talking, the wind raised the green yarn to flicker, and the green smoke in the incense burner gathered and dispersed, and occasionally turned into various images. Fu Su looked at the green smoke in a daze, the graceful flow of smoke seemed to be the situation when she and Jing Zhao were entangled, the groan was still in her ears, the body was half satisfied, half was still insufficient, the more this was more seductive, Jing Zhao, this bald head who wanted people's lives was really disturbing and clean!

Damn, she didn't feel humiliated at all, Fu Su thought of this and suddenly asked Xiang Streamer: "Why did I feel humiliated last time, but I don't feel it this time." ”

"Because you have transcended the realm of indomitability, clinging to the sword intent will not make you feel humiliated by the word 'been'."

"Oh, no wonder, I think the meat of the little bald head is quite delicious." After smacking his lips, Fu Su felt that he was becoming more and more faceless and skinless, but this is quite normal, right, an old witch who is more than a thousand years old, no matter how faceless and skinless it is, it is reasonable.

She still has that desire, one day, that I will use my sword in my hand to slay all kinds of disobedient heads. But...... Ahem, in this process, you should enjoy it, you should have fun, as long as you can reach that state, you don't care what you encounter in the process.

"Hey, you're dead, Chenjun will still let you go in front of the master, Jing Zhao won't. You must know that after he got the inheritance, all he got was cultivation and temperament, and his memory and emotions were not in the inheritance. You wait slowly, Jing Zhao will one day hold a purple gold Zen staff in one hand and a galaxy magic bowl in the other hand to collect you, an old witch, and he will also suppress you under the Chenjun Pagoda to suffer the sin of the wind. ”

Thinking about the future, Fu Su trembled, but there was even more of a thought in the dark that he was going to die and be reborn, so it was better to have fun in time. Maybe next time if she wants to knock down the little bald head, she will have no psychological barriers, since she is not a slut, what is it to be hypocritical.

"He has to fight, and when he is almost done, he wants to settle accounts with me...... I have the sword intent of silence, and you have you in hand, even if I can't beat it, I can escape. Fu Su thought about it, it was exactly like this, so he said that he had to practice diligently, even if he didn't want to cut off anyone's head, he had to practice a good skill to save his life.

Streamer sighed, women are really heretics from other planes, and the master said that heretics should be set up and burned, roasted, and roasted, and they can only be eaten when they are mature.

When I woke up the next day, I was refreshed and stretched my waist, and I sighed secretly: "Exercise is good for the body and mind!" ”

The Yutan Zen master of Faye Temple (the previous text was mistakenly called Yutan Zhenren, the monks of the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism are separated, and the Buddhist monks are all called Zen masters) and Shangyuan Zhenren have an old relationship, and after the morning class, he led a few disciples to Tianyan Summit to meet. Shangyuan Zhenren sent a letter and asked them all to go together to accompany him, and it was good to listen to the Yutan Zen Master lecture on the scriptures, Zen Buddhism has an excellent effect on dealing with the heart demon barrier.

When Fu Su arrived at Tianyan Peak, Zong Zheng and the others had not yet arrived, and Fu Su chatted with the boy guarding the door without saying a word. Because the main hall was burned by her yesterday, Shangyuan Zhenren will press the Yuyu Qionglou at the bottom of the box as a guest hall, Fusu couldn't help but sigh with Xiao Tong: "The master's magic weapon is huge, and the power is huge, why can't I meet such a good thing." ”

"I want it, the first name of the Sword Pavilion will be exchanged." Yuyu Qionglou has little effect on Shangyuan Zhenren, but it can't just give Fusu, the eleven disciples of Tianyan Peak, Shangyuan Zhenren has never been treated differently. Therefore, if Fusu wants Yuyu Qionglou, he must do something worthy of taking Yuyu Qionglou.

"Then forget it, I can enter the top ten, master, you should burn high incense." After Fu Su finished speaking, he continued to look at Yuyu Qionglou and drooled, not noticing that Jing Zhao had already come at this time, and stood behind her. The aura emanating from Yuyu Qionglou was so vivid that Fu Su didn't even feel that someone was coming.

Jing Zhao was thinking at this time, Senior Sister Fusu was still quite interesting.

Shangyuan Zhenren inadvertently glanced at Jing Zhao, this person is quite big, although I still don't know who the so-called Chenjun is, but it is certain that he is big. However, he ate his own disciples, which made Shangyuan Zhenren look sideways.

Leading people into Yuyu Qionglou and offering fragrant tea and vegetarian fruits, Yutan Zen Master talked to many juniors. And Shangyuan Zhenren preached to the juniors of Faye Temple about the cultivation of the law, cultivation, not only about specialization, but also about touching bypasses, only one mind to drill the dead end will definitely not have good results.

In the past few days, the disciples from Faye Temple and several disciples from Tianyan Peak have gradually become acquainted, and the Sword Pavilion Dabi is also in full swing preparing for the opening.

The Sword Pavilion Great Competition of the Cloud Sect once every three hundred years, since it is a grand event, there must be a reason for it. What big competition other sects do, they are all playing by themselves in the door, only taking advantage of the big competition of the Cloud Sect, but anyone who can enter the top ten can get a heavy treasure, and he is famous in the sea realm. As for the top three, they have always been well-known and coquettish figures in hundreds of years, and they will also be the most popular figures in the next few hundred years.

Although the eleven true disciples on Tianyan Peak did not enter the top three, none of them fell out of the top ten. When it was time to start the Sword Pavilion Competition, Fu Su almost wanted to pretend to be sick when he heard it: "Master, there are thousands of people who have registered to participate in the Sword Pavilion Competition, and there is only one top ten among hundreds of people, and the disciple will do his best, but the disciple really can't guarantee it." ”

Shangyuan Zhenren just laughed, with an attitude of "you don't try it in the top ten".

Seeing this, Fu Su sighed, knocked on the streamer and said, "If you dare to shake me, dare to distract me, you can try too." ”

Streamer dismissed: "Even if I distract him, I am better than the burning stick in their hands, if you can't enter the top ten, it's your own inability." It's still the same old saying, can't be pulled, and you can't blame the pit for not digging well. If you are not good at learning, you can't blame the master for dying early! ”

Shangyuan Zhenren glanced at the streamer, and then glared at Fu Su, who could only say that she knew that she was wrong and must work hard...... No, it's definitely in the top 10, and you won't be beaten down by anyone until then.

Someone has made a statistic that there are nearly one million monks in the Canghai realm, and less than 30,000 are above the Yuan infancy. Everyone can come and participate before the Mahayana, and there is no limit to the number of times. The ten on Fusu all won the bid and won the top ten in one fell swoop, and then there was no need to participate in it.

"By the way, I can do it without a streamer, just with a branch." When everyone else took a sword, she took a branch and went up, and the branch was new and tender. Then, a fire burned the mountain where the Sword Pavilion was located to ashes. Then the Sword Pavilion Dabi was interrupted, and she didn't have to worry about whether she would win the top ten or not.

"Okay, I'm not uncommon to chop around with those burning sticks."

"Just talking."

"I mean, really, you're a good idea."

"If you do that, you'll be beaten to death, and you'll burn."

"Please, please, I'll tell you what to do."

"Oh, well, help."

……

Women are really heretics, they always don't bow their heads when they should be soft, and they always untie their clothes when they should say "no"!