Chapter 62: Rushed

Qin Sang studied under the only male cultivator among the high-level elders of the Imperial Beast Sect, and a strong contender for the next Wanlin Peak Lord, the Spirit Silkworm Fairy.

At a young age, his cultivation has reached the end of the Dan, and he is also a group of monks who are also more capable of fighting.

She has a wide range of friends, and she is a good friend with the head disciples, and one of the peak master disciples is counted as one, all of them are her friends.

In addition to having a very general grasp of the four arts of the Dan Fu Array, there are no other shortcomings, and it can be called a hot rising star in the market of the Floating Cloud Realm.

In the first contract of this rising star, everyone squeezed their heads to stuff people into her backyard, and after many rounds of competition, there were eleven people in her eyes.

One piece, two pieces, three or four pieces, five, six, seven, eight or ninety pieces, fly into the group of flowers and can't be seen.

The faces of the faces are handsome, the temperament is outstanding, and the beauty is moving, which directly leads to the fact that when they get together, the aesthetic standards of the onlookers are sharply raised.

The first one came out, and Ji Xuan still felt that he couldn't take his eyes off it for a while.

The tenth came out, and she had already begun to feel that the first one was ordinary and ordinary.

He was at the top, probably the one with the highest cultivation, so he could be selected by Qin Sang.

It's no wonder that the contract is still in a hurry to conclude the contract after the Dan period, probably because no one wants to cultivate at a low point.

It's strange, everyone is a monk, plastic surgery should be commonplace, why is she, a disciple of the Qi refining period, able to have an intuitive understanding of the appearance of a group of monks who can't see the cultivation clearly?

Who gave her face, unbelievable.

The eleventh monk was a familiar face, Qiao Ziyue of Yuefeng Xuan, and his cultivation was the lowest, ranking last.

Qiao Ziyue usually doesn't use powder, although her complexion is beautiful, she is not superior, and there are several more handsome than him in Yuefeng Xuan.

Today, I don't know what immortal magic I used, and I didn't fall behind, although I couldn't be counted as a good-looking batch, but I wasn't embarrassed by the ten monks in front of me, just like ordinary people.

Ji Xuan figured it out: "Maybe it's because they're all rolling up on their appearances, and they've studied what kind of comparison they have, and I don't know the specific situation." So I can see the difference, but I can't see the difference. But this doesn't explain why the monks in the front are not as good-looking as the ones in the back, isn't this order in order of cultivation? It shouldn't be. ”

System: "Spiritual power does have a big impact on appearance, I mean, temperament has a much greater impact in the Floating Cloud Realm than in the modern world. They may have hired the same people to do the makeup, so the makeup level is about the same, but the foundation is different. ”

Ji Xuan: "It's really fake, are you lying to me, and there are monks who specialize in makeup artists?" This is the first-class sect in the Floating Cloud Realm! One super and many strong, aside from the Huayun Sect, the strength of the Royal Beast Sect ......"

The system interrupted her: "You are too taken for granted, where there are people, there will be rivers and lakes, and if the monk wants to compete, he will naturally study a way to compete, isn't this what you said yourself?" Monks often live for hundreds of years, and they have more time to be bored, and in this respect they are definitely better than in the modern world. ”

Ji Xuan: "...... You're right, but the influence of cultivation shouldn't be so easy to be taken away, they're really a little strange. ”

System: "Well, that's true. Something strange. ”

Qiao Ziyue is the last, and after that, it is the penultimate part of the deed ceremony: worshipping heaven and earth.

The Floating Cloud Realm is not happy to kneel and kowtow, there is no prosperity among cultivators, and there is no prosperity among mortals, weddings and sacrifices are rare ceremonies that include this way of saluting, but Qin Sang chose to refuse.

Just served tea to the silkworm fairy, which is regarded as worshipping parents, and now eleven people are standing in a row, saluting the guests, and then turning around and saluting Qin Sang, which is regarded as worshipping heaven and earth and worshipping.

The direction of the guests, which is also the direction of the square and the main entrance, is not so much to salute the guests as to respect the heavens and the earth.

Qiao Ziyue stood next to her, her eyes met Ji Xuan, and she smiled lightly.

Ji Xuan was in a trance for a while, remembering that he came to send him an invitation a few days ago, and the signature on the invitation was: Qiao Shiyilang.

The green onion was as tender, at least now it looked as tender as the green onion, and the eleven male nuns raised their hands, bowed their heads and saluted the incense, their hands at the same height as their foreheads.

Ji Xuan: "How can there still be incense?" We're still sitting here, isn't it not good, how can we incense the living? ”

System: "Introducing qi into the body is considered to be 'becoming an immortal', and some etiquette is like this, don't care too much." ”

The incense candle burned for a long time, and the eleven people with low eyebrows straightened up and turned back.

Turning back, their figures flickered in unison and disappeared in front of the temple.

Ji Xuan fixed his eyes and saw that the table was empty, how could there be a talented Lang Jun and a beautiful woman.

???

She subconsciously looked at An Jingbai.

An Jingbai shook his head at her, signaling that he didn't think it was an inherent part of the deed ceremony.

Qin Sang slowly stood up from the chair, holding the folding fan that was originally pinned to his waist and used for decoration, and buckled it on the table one by one.

"Tuk, tuk, tuk."

The projection of the Spirit Silkworm Fairy was already blurred and almost disappeared, but at this moment, it was solid, raising his arm, his fingertips straightened, as if he wanted to grab the hem of Qin Sang's clothes.

The projection flickered twice, like a TV with a bad signal, and disappeared, and the phantom of the fingertips diffused in the air.

Qin Sang's surging divine consciousness quickly swept through the Qingsang Palace, Ji Xuan's cultivation was too low and he was unconscious, but many of the Jiedan monks in front of him were shocked by her undisguised movements and stood up one after another.

Even a cultivator with a cultivation level lower than her could detect her divine sense patrolling back and forth, which showed her strength.

The people on the scene exchanged heads, and no one directly swept her face for the time being.

Monk Jiedan quickly reached a consensus, and a monk with a cultivation slightly higher than her was sent as a representative, and because of the friendship between them, they did not ask loudly, but stepped forward to ask politely.

Liang Sisong sat in the front row without moving, and grabbed the monk who stepped forward to talk.

In a short period of time, Qin Sang had already inspected the hall several times, and when she looked back, the master's projection had indeed disappeared.

Ji Xuan suddenly heard her voice in his ears, which should be transmitted into the secret.

Qin Sang: "Senior Sister Jiang, can you help me find out if the palace door can still be opened." ”

Ji Xuan looked up, and on the side of the front row, the Qingsang Peak monk standing at the very edge should have also received her transmission and was approaching the side door.

The seats of the disciples in the Qi Refining Period were closest to the palace gate, and most of them were invited by Qin Sang's eleven Lang Jun, and only Jiang Nian and the three of them were personally invited.

Ji Xuan whispered to An Jingbai and got up to investigate.

An Jingbai frowned and subconsciously went along.

As soon as she stood up, An Jia also raised her feet and followed suit.

Ji Xuan tried it at the door, but he couldn't push it away, and they used spiritual power, but to no avail.