Sun Tianqi's strength is not weak, this is the figure of the later Yulingmen sword master, and he belongs to the real genius of thick and thin hairstyle. In the early stage, it was not outstanding in terms of ability or understanding.

Therefore, Su Lejing does not plan to be included in Yuantang, such a person entering Yuantang will only make him more mediocre, and there is no benefit at all. After hurriedly ending the battle, Su Lejing originally planned to look for Mu Qingqiu, but he didn't want the people in Yuantang to seem to be "bullied".

Now there are still people in the top hundred, in addition to him and Mu Qingqiu, there are only Song Yu and Wu Mengchen left. Wu Mengchen, as the daughter of the Martial Prince's Mansion, no one dares to show his edge, so the only person who can be bullied can only be Song Yu.

On the tenth platform, Song Yu's opponent was a female monk who practiced qi at the ninth order, not to mention her ugly appearance, and there was a large birthmark on her face, which almost covered her entire face. Five short figures, like a child, plus a head slightly larger than the average person, is how uncomfortable it is.

"Jie Ji, you little girl, you must have been raised. Could it be that the people behind you helped you get the qualifications to enter the Jade Spirit Sect? Otherwise, if you are already fifteen years old, you can still follow the new disciples of this class, how is this possible?"

"Don't look at me coldly, and then watch me scratch your face, and see how you can please the people behind you with this. The appearance of the fox is really not a good thing, the sect has indeed declined over the years, and even a thing like you dares to be included in the sect?

This female disciple has been chattering endlessly, but her cultivation is superb, her body is flexible, and Song Yu's general moves are not able to hit the main body, which is really hateful.

Many disciples in the audience couldn't get used to it, and shouted below: "Ugly girl, it's too much! People are just much, much better looking than you, do you arrange other girls' families like this?"

"That's it, this ugly girl must be jealous, otherwise how could she say such ugly words. ”

"With you, the reputation of the sect will be damaged! I don't know it, I really don't know what this guy thinks?"

"Five short figures, birthmark faces, my heart is really distorted!"

........

The more the female disciples on the stage listened, the more angry they became, and they couldn't wait to cut the "culprit" Song Yu in front of them with a thousand knives, and the hatred in their eyes almost devoured Song Yu. Between dodging, a lot of hidden weapons were used.

Dabi, a disciple of the sect, if he uses a secret weapon, it is actually not a big deal. Some disciples just specialize in cultivating secret weapons, and it doesn't get in the way. However, the identity of this ugly girl is also extremely famous in the sect, and she is definitely not a disciple who cultivates secret weapons. What she did was nothing more than disgusting Song Yu, and she was looking forward to being able to hit Song Yu with a poisonous hidden weapon, which had achieved her goal.

Su Lejing saw these clearly, frowned, and looked at this female disciple very unpleasantly. The ugliness of the heart is far more disgusting than the appearance, and there is no shortage of people in history who are ugly in appearance but can be respected by everyone.

But it is obvious that such people are unique characters in ten thousand, and that big heart is not something that ordinary people can have. But like this female disciple, there are indeed not many people who are jealous and hateful of all good-looking female disciples.

Ji Yunqing looked at the situation on the top of the tenth platform, and asked the elder next to him sharply: "Who is this female disciple who has been admitted to the sect? How can such a disciple with bad character be selected into the sect, is the elder who recruits the disciples blind?"

Judging from the tone, Master Ji was indeed angry and angry. What he has always emphasized is the unity of the sect, and the sect's standard for accepting disciples also has one of them, that is, the requirements for the character of the disciples.

An elder sitting not far away had a cold sweat on his head, and said in a sneering tone: "Master, this disciple was joined by the old man in the sect five years ago, and when I saw that she was pitiful, although she was not good-looking, she had a firm heart to seek the truth, and her talent was not too bad, so she was admitted to the sect." Who knows......"

The elder didn't say the next words, just sighed deeply. At that time, this child didn't have such a heart, he was still a pure child, but he didn't expect to stay in the sect for three years and become like this, it's a pity.

Ji Yunqing frowned, looked at the Chang Wuxing Hall Master on the side, and said, "In this case, what should the Chang Hall Master do? After all, he is a disciple of the sect, and he can't let it go." ”

Chang Wuxing looked at the ugly girl, thought for a moment, and said in an indifferent tone: "There is something in the Punishment Hall that can make the monk sneak into the other party's dream and create a dream, and the Lord of the Hall should think that it should be a good idea." After the big competition of the sect, there was the master of the main hall to deal with this matter personally. If you can't reflect on yourself, then throw yourself into the prison and reflect slowly!"

The words in the front were quite gentle, but in the back, they became unusually indifferent. Is that what ordinary disciples can go to? Not to mention the harsh environment, even if those monsters come out of nowhere, it is enough for the monks to drink a pot. Just practicing qi in the ninth order, there is almost no death!

Ji Yunqing was silent for a moment, and his slender fingers gently tapped on the armrest. Half a ring, before he spoke: "It's heavy." Lord Chang Hall, try something else. That's it. In the future, the disciples of the sect are not allowed to bully any disciples with defective skin, and once discovered, all of them will be handed over to the Punishment Hall for disposal. ”

This matter was decided by Ji Yunqing in this way, and the majesty of the head of the house is still somewhat useful.

Looking at the stage again, Song Yu's face was like frost, the Qingfeng Mingyue Spear in his hand was tightly held, and a pair of eyes looked coldly at the female disciple opposite. But the opponent didn't seem to know it, and while saying filthy words, he threw the hidden weapon towards Song Yu.

It's so ugly!

Song Yu has not used Professor Su Lejing's Hundred Birds Chaofeng Marksmanship so far, one is that she is worried that someone will see the clue, and second, she intends to teach this nonsense guy a profound lesson!

The female disciple on the opposite side talked for a long time, and when she saw that Song Yu was still this cold and cold appearance, she was furious in her heart. She was jealous of such beauty and longed for it. But God didn't make her beautiful, and she was born so ugly. As a girl, all the beautiful expectations in my heart are gone, only full of jealousy and hatred!

Back then, in order to enter the famous sect to practice, she tried all her means. However, as soon as people saw her appearance, they drove her away in disgust, completely ignoring the idea of entering the sect. Even in the world of ordinary people, it is difficult for her to survive, and even ordinary life is about to become a problem.

It wasn't until she met the elder of the Jade Spirit Sect that she used her sincere heart to seek the Tao that she moved the elder, and then she was admitted to the sect without any cultivation at all, so that she had a place to live with peace of mind, and a place where she could not worry about starving to death without having to eat enough.

At first, she only thought that she would grow so thin after a long period of starvation, but then sadly found that she would not grow at all. No matter how much she did, how many contribution points she earned, and how many pills she took had no effect, she finally collapsed!

"Phases are born from the heart, and each is born from the heart. A monk can change the skin of his essence through the higher realm of cultivation, but if his mind is all filthy, then even if he can cultivate to an extremely high level, it will not help, and he will only become more and more ugly. ”

The ugly female disciple who was playing hide and seek with Song Yu on the stage was suddenly stunned, and heard such a passage. Hurriedly stopped the movements in his hand, with a pair of small eyes, looking around for the person who transmitted the voice to her, but he couldn't find it, and looked left and right anxiously on the stage.

"Let's see, among those great powers who have achieved cultivation, are there people who are ugly-looking? such people can't even pass their own inner demons, let alone higher realms. Your problem is that you are too jealous and care too much about your appearance. When you have the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth, who will be able to laugh at you like this? Who will be able to bully you like this? And at that time, what kind of demeanor should you have? Are you going to give up like this when all this opportunity changes?"

Every sentence struck the ugly female disciple's heart like a big bell in Huanglu, awakening and reviving her desperate heart again.

"Where are you! Come out! You come out and make it clear!"

The anxious female disciple shouted on the stage desperately, ignoring the rules of the game. The elder who was presiding over the competition frowned for a while, it was obvious that someone had disturbed her emotions by transmitting a voice to this female disciple, otherwise such a scene should not have happened.

However, this is more than the formation around the doutai that isolates the sound transmission, and who can pass through the formation and do this? This situation is not only the presiding elder, but the other monks have also seen this scene, and the Chang Hall Lord was about to go to find out, but was stopped by Ji Yunqing, and said with a relaxed expression: "Chang Hall Master, don't worry, wait, that person doesn't seem to have malicious intent." After waiting for the incident, the female disciple found out as soon as he asked. ”

Although Chang Wuxing did not agree with Ji Yunqing's arrangement, he looked at the female disciples on the field, nodded, continued to sit in his seat, and looked at the No. 10 platform seriously, it seemed that once there was any change, he would rush forward.

"You don't have to look for it, what I told you is true, if you don't believe it, go and ask the elder who brought you to the door back then. Presumably, there is some fate between you, and you can ask him to verify everything I have said. Cultivators are born from the heart, which is one of the rules of heaven and earth, but many people can't live that long, let alone wait for the day when the essence of the body changes. Today's words, you can reveal to anyone. ”

"The road is right from the heart, and it is difficult to cross the catastrophe...... Remember, remember......"

The messenger also disappeared, leaving only the stunned female disciple, with tears streaming down her face, kneeling on the ground, and muttering, "I still have to save, I still have ...... save"

Suddenly, the female disciple stood up, Song Yu was ready to deal with the enemy, the Hundred Birds Chaofeng Marksmanship was ready, and the female disciple would usher in a stormy offensive if she made a slight move, and there was absolutely no possibility of turning the tables. This is Song Yu's killer weapon, and it is her strongest attack!

The female disciple got up, the hideous and resentful look on her face no longer existed, her face was full of peace, she glanced at Song Yu, and walked towards the edge of the competition platform. Song Yu was stunned, what was going on, there was no desire to fight at all, and the negative emotions just now seemed to be completely empty.

"Elder, I admit defeat. ”

The female disciple's words resounded throughout the audience and caused an uproar. From the beginning, many disciples were watching this, especially the ugly female disciple in the middle, almost all of them were in their eyes. What kind of change can make a disciple who is often full of resentment and hostility become so peaceful and upright. If you look closely, it doesn't seem to be so unsightly.

At least, those eyes are not so uncomfortable.

Song Yu held a gun, standing on the stage a little confused, this kind of thing, who met who was depressed. The ultimate is ready, but the opponent throws in the towel?

Su Lejing looked at the direction in which the disciple with an ugly face left, and the suspicion in his eyes continued, as if he had encountered something unbelievable. But it was soon delayed by Su Lejing, and slowly turned into an ancient well without waves, as if nothing had happened.