"Senior Sister Ying'er, you have thought clearly, you really don't want to get started? My ethereal temple is not famous, and that is because we are bent on asking questions and disdain fame. My ethereal law, if you really say it, is the crown of the twelve courts, and it has also overwhelmed the world. For example, your senior brother and I, known as the 'Undefeated True Monarch', have not been defeated since I started, which shows the mystery of my ethereal courtyard method. ”

Standing in front of Yue Ying'er, her mouth was foaming, and she was persuading her to get started.

"Yes, Ying'er, since the Ethereal Courtyard is suitable for you, and Senior Brother Desolate Opera also said that your heart is in line with the method of the Ethereal Courtyard, why don't you enter the Ethereal Courtyard? You really don't have to follow me, and there's no need, didn't you see it in the Xianhu Courtyard just now? These people just want to move me, and they won't do it in the sect, so you can rest assured. ”

Wang Cheng faced the brainless Yue Ying'er, crying and laughing, and also persuaded him.

"Humph! Who dares?! That is, when you enter the immortal gate, you will cut off the mortal dust, and the twelve sects are one. Who dares to bring worldly grievances to the sect, under the heavenly punishment of the Law Enforcement Hall, the soul will be dissolved, and there will be no chance of reincarnation! Senior Sister Ying'er, you and Senior Brother Wang Cheng can rest assured at this point, in the sect, even if the immortals come, they don't dare to make a mistake! ”

"Did you hear that? Ying'er, the opportunity is rare, and I have always felt that the Ethereal Courtyard is not simple, if it weren't for my qualifications, I would have wanted to enter. ”

"Senior Brother Wang Cheng! Confidant! You are our confidant of the Ethereal Courtyard! If you have difficulties in the future, just come to me! Sister Ying'er, have you seen it? Your Royal Highness's senior brother has also spoken, so you can go to the hospital with me. ”

Seeing that Yue Ying'er didn't speak, the two even sang and harmonized.

Wang Cheng didn't want to delay Yue Ying'er's cultivation, and he really felt that the Ethereal Courtyard was different. What's more important is Yue Ying'er's performance, less than thirty breaths, one step across the dragon gate, which is shorter than the time that the senior brother of the Ethereal Courtyard took at the beginning, and it is obviously very suitable for the Ethereal Courtyard.

After all, there are only a handful of people who can cross the Longmen Array within a hundred breaths, representing Yue Ying'er with extraordinary immortal potential.

"No."

Yue Ying'er looked at the two of them with a blank expression, and coldly highlighted two words, like an ice stone that would not melt for thousands of years.

“……”

Huang Xi and Wang Cheng were almost choked to death, looking at each other.

"Ahem, Yue Ying'er, this king ......"

There was no way, Wang Cheng had no choice but to take up the prestige of Prince Dakang.

"I have received a divine decree from His Majesty."

I didn't want him to finish his words, but he was suppressed by Yue Ying'er, who was like a torch, moving out of Kandi and suppressing him.

This is all out of his old son, what else can he say?

Wang Cheng looked at the absurd drama in embarrassment, and then looked up at the sky.

"Senior Sister Ying'er, in fact, the two senior brothers are right, if you are not at ease, I am still here."

Seeing this, Hong Changwei, who was on the side, also came out to say something.

"You're too weak."

I didn't think that as soon as she finished speaking, she was critted by Yue Ying'er, she looked at Hong Changwei with a serious face, shook her head and said.

Hong Changwei's dark face flushed, he touched his nose in embarrassment, and looked up at the sky like Wang Cheng.

There is no way, although he has never fought with Yue Ying'er, but he was born in the border army, and after the battle formation, he can distinguish between strength and weakness, and he can feel that Yue Ying'er is much stronger than him, and he has nothing to say.

The remaining Zhu Peng was at a loss for what to do, and he didn't know what to say, so he had to carry the big sword he had just picked up on his shoulder and look at the sky.

Alas, I'm still not a prince after all......

Wang Cheng was sad alone, and he had no choice, so he had to bite the bullet, bow deeply to the desolate opera, and begged: "Senior brother desolate opera, immortal fate is rare." I dare to ask for Senior Sister Ying'er, if the Daomen Courtyard doesn't accept me in the end, can I still let Senior Sister Ying'er enter the Ethereal Courtyard? ”

"This ......"

Absurd drama hesitated, frowned and shook his head, and said unhappily: "Senior brother, just talk to me about your words, if it is another sect, it will definitely bombard you out." Although my ethereal courtyard is not prosperous and famous, it is not a ninth-rate goods that can leave if you want to go, and you can come and choose if you want? ”

"Senior brother is angry, it's the junior brother who is abrupt, I'm very sorry."

Wang Cheng smiled bitterly, apologized, and bowed deeply.

The absurd drama is the truth, and when he says this, it is indeed extremely rude, and he should be scolded and beaten.

"Wait, I'll go in and ask for the master's opinion."

Just when Wang Cheng and the others were about to leave, the absurd drama was unwilling and stopped a few more people.

"Oh yes, it has nothing to do with you, this is for the sake of Senior Sister Ying'er's fairy fate, I just made an exception to make an exception. As for you, Senior Brother Wang Cheng, I still say that a hundred years of secular life is more suitable for you. ”

As soon as he turned around, he remembered something again, turned his head and said something to the king.

After speaking, the whole person stepped out, the void in front of him was like a broken mirror, refracting a fantastic brilliance in the sun, and the next second the void was restored, and the person disappeared.

I'll go, what kind of method is this? Time travel?

Wang Cheng and the others were stunned, it was the first time they felt the magic power of the Twelve Sects so closely, and they didn't expect that this ridiculous drama of hanging Erlang would be so mysterious.

"Hehe, this is for you, junior sister."

Soon, Wang Cheng thought of the intention of the absurd play, which should be to show off and try to make Yue Yinger change her mind.

"The exercises of the Ethereal Courtyard are not suitable for me."

Yue Ying'er glanced at him coldly and continued, "I'm from Da Nei, and I know more than Senior Brother Zhu. The Ethereal Temple only cultivates the Taishang Qing Aura, which is peaceful and natural, which is not in line with my heart. The method of the ethereal courtyard, the body method to save my life, and the footwork to escape, are not in line with my temperament. ”

"How doesn't that fit? I think this is the right way, the road to immortality is difficult, everyone is afraid of death, the so-called death is gone, everything is over. So Xiu Xian asked, of course it is the first thing to save life, I think the method of the Ethereal Temple is really a practical method. ”

Wang Cheng saw that Yue Ying'er rarely said so many words, thinking that she had some intentions, and began to persuade again step by step.

"I don't need to save my life."

Yue Ying'er was unmoved.

"You're not afraid of death?"

Wang Cheng did not give up.

"I'm afraid."

Yue Ying'er glanced at Wang Cheng deeply, as if she could penetrate Wang Cheng's heart, and said seriously: "Your Highness is not afraid of death." ”

Forehead......

Wang Chengzheng was about to say something, and wanted to continue to persuade Yue Ying'er to enter the Ethereal Courtyard, but he didn't expect Yue Ying'er to suddenly say something like this.

"Who said I wasn't afraid of death? If it weren't for people not wanting me, this would be the place I would most like to get into. ”

Wang Cheng shook his head in denial.

"Your Highness is not afraid of death, what he is afraid of is our death."

Yue Ying'er's words were amazing.

“……”

Wang Cheng was stunned.

“……”

Zhu Peng and Hong Changwei were also stunned.

"Yes, you are dead, who will protect me."

Wang Cheng was touched in his heart, and when he said so, he had the answer in his heart.

It's not that he's not afraid of death, it's that he doesn't care about life and death.

After all, he still didn't integrate into this world so quickly, and subconsciously still held the mentality of game life, so in the face of one after another humiliations, he was angry and planned to take revenge, but he didn't take it to heart.

So his mantra is "no hurry" and "long days ahead".

So what he said in front of the Sword Gate Courtyard today is: If he cultivates immortals one day, he will break millions of sword immortals.

Future......

Hehe.

Reality doesn't allow it.

His body is a waste body, and there is no hope of cultivating immortals.

The stone statue of the Taoist self-destructs its eyes.

The Dragon Gate Array judged that he had no immortal luck.

Even if he opened the "Double Pupil" and knew the ability of the Heavy Pupil, he only thought it was interesting, and he was not sure that he would be able to cultivate. Even if he could cultivate, he didn't feel that he could surpass those geniuses and demons in a short period of time, let alone any immortal bodies and Dao bodies.

In such a situation, he is playing that life does not matter, and even death has become less frightening in his subconscious. But he is a person after all, and he doesn't want these people under him to give up his ideals for him, let alone these people die for him.

"Fortunately, I entered the mountain, if I am still a prince and a prince. With my soft-hearted mother's mentality, I hurt others. ”

Wang Cheng looked at the sky and was overjoyed.

Airplanes!

The void in front of them shattered again, and the absurd play stepped out with a happy face, and a gray fluttering parrot on his shoulder.

"Little Uncle Gray, look at it, this is it."

Ridiculous drama pointed at Yue Ying'er and said to the gray parrot, looking very respectful.

"Yes, murderous enough, with an ice heart, you can make an exception once."

The gray parrot tilted its head, squinted at Yue Ying'er a few times, and nodded.

"Haha, well, cough cough, Senior Sister Ying'er, since Uncle Little Gray nodded, then Senior Brother I will wait for you here, I hope you have a fate with Ethereal."

Hearing this, he laughed happily, probably because the gray parrot was there, and he put up his shelf again, making a high-ranking appearance and said with a smile.

"Wang Cheng is grateful to Senior Sister Ying'er, Senior Brother Huangxi, and thank you for this... Little Uncle Gray? ”

Wang Cheng saw that Yue Ying'er was not happy or sad, standing there like an impersonal popsicle, hurriedly stepped forward, sincerely thanked him, and just said thank you to a bird, which always made him feel a little weird, so he paused.

"Garbage."

The gray parrot glanced at him and spat out two words in disgust.

Suddenly, Wang Cheng had a constipated expression on his face.

Holy dead bird, I didn't mess with you, did I? The mouth is so cheap, if it was before, it would have been stewed directly!

Poof!

Yue Ying'er smiled, like an ice lotus blooming, cold and beautiful.

"Haha."

Several people looked at each other and smiled.

"Let's go, let's see if this last Daomen Courtyard accepts me!"

I don't know why, Wang Cheng felt inexplicably relaxed in his heart, as if he had removed an invisible barrier in his heart, making him more free.