Fang Yan and Li Shaojun stood by the cloud bridge, watching the two real-life monks who were flying in the sky and resisting the wind walking away.

Just now, Zheng Yin gathered the lonely old man Bai Yuchan of Hidden Sword Peak here, and planned to join hands with Donghua Sect.

Fang Yan is not sure whether Zheng Yin's mind is good or bad, but at present, it is still mostly good, I am afraid, in case he is a maggot with a black heart, I am afraid that it will be too late to make plans again.

Ignoring Li Shaojun's pretended sigh, complaining that it was really annoying that he was about to judge the finals of the sect's competition for the top three, and his dialect let his thoughts fly and recalled his experience since he came to this world.

I found a very interesting point, since she got the lottery, no matter who she met, or what she experienced, it pushed her to all kinds of undercurrent whirlpools in the cultivation realm, intentionally or unintentionally, and in the turbulence of these undercurrents, it was inseparable from the word luck, which was simply a matter of forcing the plug-in.

The corners of Fang Yan's mouth twitched, and for the first time, he had a disgusting idea of the existence of the stick, and then shook his head and sneered.

If it weren't for the lottery, she wouldn't have been able to have the opportunity she has now, let alone be in the Jindan period, and she would not have seen through the secrets of the entire Hongmeng universe, let alone know that whether it is a dragon or a cultivator, it is impossible to achieve immortality in the end, so in fact, all these struggles are just to be able to survive all the time.

If she could, she would actually prefer to stay in the world, run a small shop, or find an uninhabited mountain, build a wooden hut, watch the sky and the clouds at dusk, and enjoy the fireworks in the world.

But there is a premise for this, you have to live, you have to live freely, you have to live freely with autonomy.

This is even more difficult in the context of the death of the incense fire Shinto.

Fang Yan has not experienced the incense fire Shinto, and he doesn't even know what happened to the ancient incense fire Shinto, and why the demon clan fell into such a situation.

In this life and this life, as a member of the demon clan, the dialect is simply 'honored', and I really enjoyed a situation where almost everyone shouted and beaten.

Don't mention it.

Everyone wanted to take her home and watch the door......

It's all Lin Yu's fault, it's all Lin Yu's fault.

Thinking of this, Fang Yan scratched his scalp in distress, and glared at Li Shaojun angrily, "you...... Leave me alone, bother! ”

Li Shaojun shrugged, for some reason, riding an old turtle, carrying a wooden sword on his back, and disappeared into the mountain road.

If you don't understand it, you can cultivate......

Fang Yan kicked open the courtyard door, sat cross-legged, and began to cultivate.

On the other side, the big competition of the sect ended smoothly and won the top three.

The head Zhang Yu and Yi Lianshan discussed when to leave for Dianjun Shandong Huazong, you must know that the sects of other sects have already decided the winner.

The day of the Great Competition of the Immortal Dao Alliance is approaching, just a month later, on the day of the beginning of spring after the New Year.

Lin Yun stood with his hands in a hurry, but he was complaining in his heart that he couldn't spend the New Year in the sect this year, so he missed the glutinous rice wine he brewed last time, it was so sweet and delicious......

Li Shaojun, on behalf of Master Bai Yuchan, stood aside with Xu Zun, who represented Zheng Yin, and listened quietly, and did not make a speech.

No matter what the head says, he is only responsible for nodding.

Xu Zun is different, occasionally asking a sentence or two, and more often listening carefully to avoid omissions.

I don't know how long it took, the head Zhang Yu was a little dry-mouthed, smashed his mouth, and said: "That's it, according to the discussion, set off after ten days, considering that most of the disciples in the Qi training and foundation building period can't resist the sword, so I went all the way over, and I should have practiced." ”

At the end of the discussion, Li Shaojun rode the old turtle slowly and leisurely to the dialect courtyard, and saw that she was still meditating and practicing qi, and he was not in a hurry to leave, let alone disturb her, he took the Daozang by himself and sat in the courtyard waiting for her.

The old turtle and Lian'er continued to play the game of staring at each other, and they didn't know who would win or lose this time.

The winter sun is warm, perhaps because of the cold weather.

Fang Yan woke up and saw Li Shaojun lying in his royal rocking chair basking in the sun and reading a book, with a sense of déjà vu that his bed was sleeping with others, trotting over, stretching out his hand and pointing at someone and scolding angrily.

"You black-hearted maggot, the woman's bed is also lying casually, what's wrong? The snake demon is not a woman......"

When I apprenticed to the widow of Wang, it was not just as simple as learning to make paper and tea.

Li Shaojun got up stupidly, looked at Fang Yan embarrassedly, and said with a smile: "I just want to help you see if this rocking chair is strong, huh...... Not bad, quite sturdy;

By the way, set off after ten days, hike to Dianjun Mountain in Yanzhou in the north, and the head personally led the team, I told Xu Zun, I came to inform you, so that he didn't have to bother. ”

Fang Yan glared at him angrily, pointed to the rocking chair and said, "It's defiled by you." ”

Li Shaojun waved his hand and smiled awkwardly, his toes were about to cut out the ground out of the three bedrooms and two living rooms, "Don't~!" I was wrong......"

……

Ten days passed.

Zhang Yu, the head of the Qingying Sword Sect, set off with great interest and headed for Dianjun Mountain, not to mention how happy he was, looking at the slow disciples, his face suddenly fell silent, and then he scolded angrily.

"Slowly, when can you get to Dianjun Mountain, give me a little bit of profit, they are all cultivators, what's wrong with being more bitter, who is that, that is, what about you, what are you doing with so many things?"

Zhang Yu secretly said that he was unlucky, flicked his wide sleeves, don't look over, and sighed in his heart, when will he see the lovely little Xiuwei, he said that if he doesn't see each other for a day, he really wants to be poor.

At a glance, the disciples who were still slow, Zhang Yu was angry, and he couldn't wait to fly alone.

……

At this time.

Dianjun Shandong Huazong ushered in several special guests, who were lobbyists led by Zheng Yin and Bai Yuchan.

Chu Xiuwei didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, and was supervising the construction of the 'Yulong Pond' in the back mountain, so she met Zheng Yin and his party here.

"The pool being built here, called 'Yulong Pond', was built by Li Xian, the future head of our sect, to undertake the edict of the upper realm, so that when the troubled times come in the future, my Donghua Sect can be prepared......"

The words stop here and there, and the meaning is self-evident.

Zheng Yin and the others glanced at each other, all thinking about whether to get on the thief ship of Donghua Sect, and in the end, Lu Xuanji, the famous shrew of Ziyuan Sect, shook her head, pursed her lips disdainfully, and almost mocked, and then everyone broke up unhappily.

Out of Donghuazong, down to the Jun Mountain.

Lu Xuanji glanced at Zheng Yin and Bai Yuchan, and then looked at Yuan Pei of the Pure Yang Sect who was not speaking on the side, and said straight to the point: "It's too unusual, let's just hold together, the two of them are angry, it's difficult for us to be caught in the middle, since that's the case, don't do it, everyone does their own thing, what do you think?" ”

Yuan Pei nodded and said, "I also mean this, I want me to say it...... The three of us are hugging each other, no worse than the two of them, even if the background is not as good as the two of them, but the strength on the surface is sure to win. ”