Chapter 778: Holding Hands

Of course, Wan Ling has experienced this situation, and the opponents of the first few times were Mo Xian.

When facing Mo Xian, the bowl spirit's usual choice is to use a small amount of soul energy, show the road ahead, and pass as soon as possible, although the opponent arrived first on this road and has marked the opponent's mark, but it can only be recognized.

Then he prayed never to meet the other party again, otherwise the way he found by pouring out his soul energy would be possessed by the other party, wouldn't it be in vain.

When facing the first opponent, Wan Ling had a trace of thought, planning to compete with the other party, trying his best to overshadow the other party, but then he thought that he was facing three people, and there were many situations in the future road section, and there was no need to worry about it in one road section. So he chose the same way as he did against Mo Xian.

In the subsequent process, the bowl spirit really encountered the opponent's energy several times, and there was a section of the road that was encountered continuously. The bowl spirit gritted his teeth with hatred, and almost tried his best to exert himself, fighting with the other party, but he couldn't bear it.

In the end, in the process of subconscious, the bowl spirit has completely lost the ability to sense, and everything is left to fate.

Just when the bowl spirit was about to fall into a coma, all the soul energy that had been swayed before suddenly returned, and the bowl spirit knew that the competition was over, and his subconscious was still moving in the right direction, but his soul energy was exhausted.

When the bowl spirit regained consciousness, he found that the other three people had also ended, and it seemed that he was the last to quit, but even so, I am afraid that it will be difficult to reverse the fate of failure.

Seeing that the four of them withdrew from the competition, one of the old men got up and stepped forward, intending to turn the compass and show the paint on the compass pattern to everyone, but at this time, Mo Xian suddenly appeared in the ring.

"Wait!"

The old man naturally recognized Mo Xian, but he was full of puzzlement about her actions.

Mo Xian walked over to the bowl spirit and pulled him to the front of the eight elders in the ring.

"Fellow Daoists, this is the Terran I mentioned to you, the little disciple swears honor. ”

Only then did the eight elders know that Mo Xian was going to introduce to them, although this move was not necessary, but since Mo Xian had spoken, it was not easy to refute her face, so they all commented on the bowl spirit's various qualities.

"Well, the kid has a good talent, one against three, good courage. ”

"I've heard Elder Mo Xian mention you, and I've heard that your laws are very complete, so I'd like to see you when you have the chance. ”

"With such a young bone age, it is indeed rare to have such cultivation. ”

"Although the qualifications are good, the mind is not yet sophisticated, and it still needs to be sharpened. ”

"Boy, why do I think you don't even understand the rules of the competition, so you came to the stage?

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Everyone chattered a lot of good and bad things, and some even asked him if he was married. The bowl spirit raised his eyebrows sharply at the spirit eyes in the audience, meaning to say: "See, I'm a hot item, you have to hurry." ”

Where can Lingmu not know the meaning of the bowl spirit, and can only offer a few white eyes.

The eight old men tasted the time of the bowl of spirit and a stick of incense, and I don't know which cultivator in the audience suddenly reminded them, and they realized that the results of this competition had not yet been revealed.

Mo Xian was slightly embarrassed and owed to the eight old men, and then got out of the ring.

An old man turned the compass around, and when it was magnified by projection, the color of the paint on the compass was clearly visible.

The above four colors represent the most red of the bowl spirit, while the other three are inferior, but since it is a one-on-three competition, the paint of the three cultivators needs to be combined. But this is a simple breeze for the eight old men, and they only need to simply sweep the compass, and the result is already in their hearts.

The compass was carefully taken away by the disciples of the Cangyue Holy Sect in the Northeast Secret Realm, and the final result was that one of the three cultivators won.

Among them, the share of the paint of the bowl spirit in the compass pattern is 11.2, and the other three are 8.8, 9.2 and 9.7 respectively.

This result was lower than the completeness of their own law formations, which was naturally affected by the interference of energy. Although the three cultivators are a group, in the illusion created by the lock heart liquid, where can they still distinguish between friend and foe, there will definitely be a situation of encroaching on each other.

The eight elders had different expressions, but they all smiled at the end, obviously satisfied with the results achieved by the people of the Martial Sect this time.

One of the old men stood up, first made a familiar opening remark, which was nothing more than some words of thanks, and then announced that the first place in this meeting was an oath.

Everyone finally verified the previous guess, this time the martial arts were really only to elect the first place, and before Mo Xian came to the stage to discuss with the elders, it is very likely that the three people on the stage were deadlocked, and deliberately let the bowl spirit go up to stir up the situation, and whether she knew in advance that the bowl spirit could win the first place, it is unknown.

At this moment, the bowl spirit is simply bull X to the extreme, standing in front of Lingmu and Summer, laughing with his nostrils facing the sky, and the call of Summer's "brother" rings in his ears from time to time.

Lingmu was a little restrained: "The hand is not secured." ”

At this time, Xiu Guangtao and Gangqiang in the crowd also came up to congratulate, in fact, they had already come, but there were too many cultivators here, they didn't squeeze in, and this time they had all dispersed, so they came over.

Where does the bowl spirit still care about other people's congratulations at this time, the source soul has already flown out of the clouds.

Summer then said goodbye and left, and before leaving, he conveyed the sound of the bowl spirit and expressed his gratitude. And the bowl spirit hastily sent Gangqiang and Xiu Guangtao, leaving Lingmu alone.

Lingmu was so nervous that before he was ready for it, his little hand was grabbed by the bowl spirit.

"Sister, where are we going?"

Lingmu clenched his silver teeth, where was the bowl spirit pulling her, his hands were like toys being played with by him.

"Whatever. ”

"Is this the hand of the hand?"

"Of course not. Lingmu's face turned red, and then he hesitated: "This... This can only be counted... It's kind of holding hands. ”

Wan Lingzhi was full of pride, and was just about to pull Lingmu to find a hidden place to study how her hands were grown, when a disciple of the Divine Sect suddenly ran from a distance.

"Senior Brother Honor, Elder Mo Xian is looking for you, there is something urgent. ”

The bowl spirit suddenly looked at Lingmu with a bitter face like a deflated ball.

Lingmu snickered beside him for a while, and said, "Go ahead, next time... Again. ”

The bowl spirit's eyes lit up, and the chick nodded desperately like pecking rice, and then left with the disciples of the Divine Sect.

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The residence of Mo Xian of the Cangyue God Sect, at this moment, she was washing the paint on the time compass with her own hands with the Five Elements Soul Stone, and she couldn't help but show a smile on her lips.

Mo Xian came to the stage to introduce the bowl spirit, of course, he was deliberately delaying time. She knew that the Bowl Spirit's Source Soul had the quality of the Melting Light, and she was buying time for the fusion of the paint.

No matter how much of a role this short time can be played, she only hopes that the bowl spirit can win the first place, because she has only recently received news that this first place may get a great chance.