If it weren't necessary, he would prefer to stay with Murong Qingmian together, although that stupid woman often made him angry, but his thoughts and emotions were superficial, and he could see through it at a glance.

After Ling Shenyuan finished soaking in the medicinal bath, Murong Tian asked softly, "How is the preparation of the sect Dabi?" ”

Ling Shenyuan's face was full of determination, "Sect Master, rest assured, the disciple will do his best." ”

Murong Tian bowed slightly, "There's no need to be too reluctant. ”

He had already calculated that no matter how Ling Shenyuan behaved on top of the big competition, he would find a reason to take him under his door, so as not to have too many dreams at night.

Ling Shenyuan sneered coldly in his heart, but on his face, he seemed to regard Murong Tian as an elder, and said respectfully, "Yes, disciple remember." ”

Looking at his departing back, a fine light flashed in Murong Tian's eyes.

In order to seek the avenue, he has been planning for more than 30 years, and now it is finally not far away.

*

Seeing that the sect was about to compete with each other, but Su Xun had not been out of the customs for a long time, this made the disciples of the Xuanling Sect discuss the choice of the champion.

"You say that in this year's sect competition, who has the best hope of winning the championship?"

"Now that Senior Sister Murong is in retreat, those who were pressed by her in previous years have the possibility of winning the championship, but I am most optimistic about Ye Lingge of Sword Killing Peak, Senior Sister Ye."

A disciple glanced around, lowered his voice and said, "If you want me to say that the fight of the new disciple is interesting, I went to the gambling village just now to take a look, and now the highest voice is Lin Huan, a disciple of Sword Killing Peak." ”

"How many spirit stones did you throw in?"

The disciple smiled, "There are too many people who buy Lin Huan to win the championship, and they can't make a few dollars." ”

Saying that, he gestured with his two index fingers, "That little monster in Qingmian Peak, the top 100 is 10 to 10, and the top 10 is 100 to 10!" If you take shit luck, Lao Tzu will send it! ”

The disciples laughed out loud, "Seeing that Lao Tzu's medium-grade spirit sword is not, if the little monster can advance to the top 100, Lao Tzu will swallow it alive!" ”

No matter how the outside world was boiling, Ling Shenyuan still took the fat girl to Yunwu Mountain to cultivate as always.

In the past year, Ling Shenyuan has been on the verge of life and death every day, during which he successfully survived the Great Tribulation Cloud and successfully advanced to the Jindan Period.

Somewhere in the middle of the cloudy mountain, surrounded by trees and vines.

I saw a man sitting on the stump of the ancient tree.

The man was wearing a black robe, his eyebrows flew up slightly, his ruby-like eyes reflected a glass-like luster in the sun, his sexy thin lips were gently pursed, and the three thousand green silk was only tied behind his head with a black silk, inexplicably revealing a laziness.

It's just that the man is holding the ...... in his hand It is a roast rabbit with golden brown on both sides.

The fat girl flew down from Ling Shenyuan's head, and the pair of bird's eyes looked at the barbecue in his hand for a moment, "Chirp!" ”

Why is it not good! The fat girls are starving to death!

However, Lord Demon Venerable is no longer the 'submissive' Ling Shenyuan of five years ago.

He unhurriedly turned the roast rabbit over and sprinkled it with a layer of pepper before he asked slowly, "Do you want to eat it?" ”

The fat girl nodded like a chick pecking rice, "Chirp!" "I want to eat!

The corners of Ling Shenyuan's lips hooked, his warm red eyes reflected the mottled shadows of the trees, and his magnetic voice had a lazy tail, "Take feathers in exchange." ”

In five years, Ling Shenyuan can be said to have grabbed the stomach of the little fat bird.

The fat girl looked at the roast rabbit and licked her fire feather aggrievedly, "Chirp." "The fat girl is going bald!

Ling Shenyuan looked at it with some disgust, raised the roast rabbit to his lips, and the fat girl suddenly became anxious, "Chirp!" "Just give one!

Ling Shenyuan was unmoved, "Ten roots." ”