A group of young disciples of the Third Elder surrounded Montaigne from all directions, and everyone's eyes flashed with hatred.

Montaigne smiled, as if he had no sense of danger.

He had already touched a man behind him, and a sword stabbed him in the back of the heart.

"Wow!"

Montaigne didn't move, and the little animals around him weren't happy.

A few voles squeaked and pounced, and the birds sprang into groups and pecked at the man.

The Third Elder Disciple, who had long had a psychological shadow on these little things, screamed and stepped back, but he was unexpectedly hit in the back of the head by an ice spear and directly knocked unconscious.

Montaigne then turned his head and smiled and nodded at the murderous Delo.

Delo is like a Lingbo fairy, stepping on layers of ice cubes and dancing ice flowers in her hands.

The graceful posture and stunning beauty attract not only opponents, but also delusional people who want to perform positively and win the hearts of beauties.

It's a pity that the people of Deluo are even colder, and whoever dares to approach is ruthless, and there is not a single inch of grass within a radius of ten zhang.

Looking at Guo Jing again, Montaigne laughed heartily.

He bumped around the crowd like a bear, and any attack was thrown away by his arm.

Later, whenever someone was caught by him, he pressed his hands on his abdomen and screamed with horror on his face.

Faced with the unlucky ones who lost their resistance, Guo Jing was unceremonious, grabbed them one by one and threw them out of the school field.

Those losers ran to a place where no one was on the ground, and what they did went to Montaigne knew by heart.

There was silence on the viewing platform.

I didn't get on any of the seven peerless spiritual roots, and I thought it was a test to get together, but there was an accident that no one could have imagined.

Even if Qiao Cheng was born back then, he was not as brilliant as a few teenagers on the field now.

Delo's offense and defense are sharp, and it's within a reasonable range.

It is also reasonable for Montaigne to rely on a group of psychic birds and beasts to dominate the novice village.

But what's going on with Guo Jing?

Why did the people who fought with him cover their crotches with their hands like urgency, and ran wildly towards no one.

"Both of these wear the clothes of the South River Valley? Is the old Dou of the South River Valley back? ”

Sect Master Qi sat in the middle of the viewing platform, twisting his long beard and asked lightly.

Deputy Sect Master Tang's face was full of incredulity, and he hurriedly replied:

"Impossible! Lao Dou must have come to see the sect master long ago when he came back. I remember that the female doll didn't enter the Xuanshui Pavilion? How did you get to the end of the abandoned stream in the South River Valley again? ”

All the elders' eyes turned to the Xuanshui Pavilion Lord at the same time.

The Xuanshui Pavilion Lord looked embarrassed.

If Deluo doesn't practice and is unknown, it's just that, it's hard for anyone to think of her specifically.

But now Deluo is one of the most powerful people in the field, and he has suddenly pushed the master of Xuanshui Pavilion to the forefront.

The master of the Qi Sect is old and refined, and he can see at a glance that the master of the Xuanshui Pavilion has something unspeakable.

"Let's talk about this matter later, now is the time to think about how to arrange the two disciples in the South River Valley."

"I want it!"

The three elders with blue and black faces jumped out again.

All of his disciples have been beaten out of the field by Dai Luo and Guo Jing, and several of them are still unknown in life and death, and now they are itching with hatred.

"Huh! Wanhua Linggen is with you, are you still afraid that you won't have a chance to show your face? At the end, you will definitely be able to shine. These two can't give it to you. ”

Sect Master Qi immediately vetoed the Third Elder, he knew that this guy had a small heart, and the two good seedlings would definitely be destroyed in his hands.

The Lord of the Spirit Treasure Pavilion nodded slightly,

"Why don't you give me the Spirit Treasure Pavilion. They had been following Montaigne, and they must have eaten a lot of good things to be so powerful. Montaigne, this little thing, seems to have a natural talent for planting medicine, and even voles and birds have fed spirituality. ”

"No! Lao Li, you never unearthed spiritual roots, how do you teach these two people? ”

The third elder vetoed it, and the people he couldn't get didn't want to let the Spirit Treasure Pavilion Master get it.

Ever since his disciple provoked Montaigne, the Spirit Treasure Pavilion had directly cut off eighty percent of his supply of treasures, and no one could intercede.

"Humph! Wanhua Linggen is also a good friend of my disciple Montaigne, and I even want to leave Wanhua Linggen now! ”

The words of the Lingbao Pavilion Lord were also unkind, and he directly sparked a spark of passion with the three elders.

"Stop! Do you want the younger generations to watch the excitement? ”

Sect Master Qi's voice suddenly became very cold, and he stopped the three elders who were still talking crookedly.

"Let's give me the precept hall, we didn't pick a good one in this group of disciples of the twelve, and these two murderous ones are justified."

Sect Master Qi hummed and acquiesced, and then asked in a cold voice:

"Now let's talk about what the hell is going on with the two of them, I don't believe that some low-level herbs can feed two young masters! Who is secretly teaching them to practice? What kind of spiritual root is that big man? Urinary Urgency Root? ”

Sect Master Qi is a decent person, and he would never have imagined Guo Jing's true ability.

The elders were quiet, and no one knew the truth about this.

Deputy Sect Master Tang, a little expert in stubble, spoke again,

"Sect Master, when Guo Jing entered the sect, he just poked out that he had a spiritual root. As before, it was a mutated spiritual root that I didn't know how to use, and I arranged for a few peak masters and pavilion masters to stimulate it, but they couldn't find out why. ”

Sect Master Qi's face was expressionless, but he bowed slightly.

There was no problem with Deputy Sect Master Tang's arrangement, there were many Waste Spirit Root Xuantian Sects, and there were a few cases of sudden outbreaks and one step to the sky.

Those few peak lord pavilion masters who had been in contact with Guo Jing also spoke out at this time, saying that Guo Jing had no way to absorb the aura of heaven and earth at that time, except for an extra spiritual root, everything else was no different from ordinary people.

The bigwigs haven't come up with a reason yet, and the competition on the school field has come to an end.

Montaigne never moved.

The people who dared to provoke him were either beaten away by Guo Dai and the others, or they were scratched by birds and beasts and covered in blood, so that no one came to pay attention to him in the second half.

And Guo Dai and the others, who are fighting well, are not really invincible under the age of 100, there are still a few senior brothers who are stronger than them, but they can also squeeze into the top ten.

When Deputy Sect Master Tang announced that the test was over, a faint laughter sounded on the main peak again.

Because the school yard was about to become a corral, small animals ran to Montaigne one after another, and the last ones came were a few fat-headed and big-eared black boars.

Thankfully, these boars were slow, otherwise with their sharp fangs, they would have had to add a few more injuries.

Montaigne did not return to the Lingbao Pavilion station, but took the small animals to occupy an unoccupied corner, crowded together one after another.

Turning his head to look at the fire phoenix on his shoulder, Montaigne smiled:

"I only called you, what are you doing with them all? It's so far away, you see that the pigs and dolphins are about to run and break their legs. ”

The fiery phoenix twisted its little head and gave Montaigne the back of his head.

It means that Montaigne is unreliable, and he actually needs it to help in this small scene.

Qiao Cheng sighed all the time.

He originally thought that he could see Montaigne's true ability, but not only did he not see anything, but the good annual examination turned into a farce, and he couldn't imagine what it would develop into in the future.

"Montaigne, you better abstain! If it goes on like this, what will the annual exam look like? ”

Qiao Cheng whispered to Montaigne.

"Yes!"

Montaigne's words made Qiao Cheng's heart happy, and then he was depressed.

"When I saw that my friends were safe and sound, I abstained. Otherwise...... Hum! Did you invite the fire phoenix to come for those miscellaneous fish? ”

Montaigne didn't say what he was going to do, but Qiao Cheng could also imagine the chaos of the Xuantian Sect.

The rounds of annual exams passed quickly, and the follow-up competition was the real contest between the strong, and Montaigne was pleasing to watch.

In less than a day, the melee of the eleven cultivation years was over, and all the 110 victors gathered on the school ground.

But none of them are the most striking protagonists.

The most eye-catching thing was the seven people who walked out of the sect master's hall at the top of the main peak.

Six high-spirited young people, and a giggling wit. People with disabilities.

Montaigne smiled, the seven little friends seemed to be doing well, and the peerless spiritual roots created the day after tomorrow could obviously also practice well.

Seven people flew down from the summit and landed on the viewing platform like young eagles that had just left the nest and spread their wings.

Liu Neng and the others strictly abide by the rules, but if the fool who is not very good at intelligence had not been pulled by Liu Neng, he would have fallen directly to Montaigne's side.

Liu Nenggang let go of his hand and saluted the big guys, and the stupid man had already rattled and pounced on Montaigne with a strange smile, groping around on him for food.

Montaigne itched and laughed non-stop,

"Stop! Stop it! I'll get it for you myself! ”

The fool's eyes lit up and he stared at Montaigne's hand.

Montaigne had something on him, so he could only keep his eyes on the grass beside him.

Picking up a few weeds, Montaigne shoved them into the fool's hands.

The fool was so happy that he slapped the weeds into his mouth and chewed them as if they were the best in the world.

The entire main peak was dumbfounded, and the three elders were so hated that their tooth sockets were about to be shattered.

In his place, even if he gave the fool the supreme elixir, he asked his grandfather to sue his grandmother, and the fool always vomited everywhere after eating half of it.

It's better now, it's like a pig in the trough to grab food, what to eat.

No one knew that the weeds that Montaigne had inspired with Shennong's recipe were all comparable to Lingzhi Immortal Grass, and the taste was even more first-class.

Liu Neng and a few of them, after getting the permission of Sect Master Qi, also swarmed around Montaigne, and Meng Ge screamed endlessly.

In the blink of an eye, the annual examination ceremony turned into a gathering of fellow villagers.

Deputy Sect Master Tang coughed dryly, interrupted this undeserved excitement, and continued the real annual exam.

"Below, according to the ranking of the realm, the implementation of the first and last battles."

"Luan Pinghai, under the Seventh Elder's Sect, has nine soul-casting, ranking first!"

"Fang Zhenxuan, under the Golden Flame Pavilion, the newly promoted Soul Casting Ninefold, ranked second!"

……

After reading the names one by one, Montaigne knew that Liu Neng was a fool and they had all reached the level of transformation and above, and they were far ahead of the newcomers.

"Ho! Awesome! In less than half a year, I was only fourfold! It is worthy of a peerless spiritual root! ”

Qiao Cheng whispered in Montaigne's ear again.

It was this sentence that brought trouble to Qiao Cheng.

The fool suddenly roared, stretched out his hand and grabbed Qiao Cheng's location, and the purple thunderbolt in his palm instantly formed a dense net.

He is simple-minded, and his feelings are the most keen.

Instinctively, the fool thinks that someone is hiding around Montaigne, and Montaigne doesn't seem to know anything.

Such a person who hides in the shadows must be hostile to Montaigne.

The other six superb teenagers, seeing the stupid man's movements, also launched an attack on Qiao Cheng's location without thinking.

Qiao Cheng was so shocked that he had to swoop up and jump high into the sky.

Seven fierce attacks rushed forward until they were exhausted and exploded in mid-air.

This is completely exposed.