On the Zhongzheng Road, there are many figures, and the breeze blows, slightly cold, but it can't blow away the atmosphere that suddenly seems to be suffocated.

Mu Yao looked at Xue Ling with a smile, and gently hooked the corners of his mouth, playful and joking.

Behind him, several monks stood without saying anything, but their eyes looked at Xue Ling as if they were a joke, with a hint of mockery and schadenfreude.

Looking at Mu Yao, the light flashed in Xue Ling's eyes, and he was silent for a while, but he didn't say anything, turned around indifferently, and walked towards a self-cultivation platform beside him.

settled, Xue Ling turned sideways, looked at Mu Yao who came over, his calm face, as if he had set off a little arc, he gently stretched out his palm, pointed at Mu Yao, and immediately hooked it.

The meaning is obvious.

"Hey...... This time, I see where you're going?!"

Mu Yao grinned, his teeth white, but under the bright sun, the shimmering luster was like the sword light of Bai Sensen, filled with coldness.

With that, he walked to the self-cultivation platform and appeared opposite Xue Ling.

The empty slimming platform, the two stand opposite each other, the water under the stage is rippling, the cool breeze is blowing, and the ripples in the circle seem to be in a commotion and continue to spread around, and the lotus leaves in the water rise and fall with the waves.

On the self-cultivation platform around the self-cultivation platform here, many monks watched, or stood with their hands in their hands, or leaned on the guardrail, and the passage leading to this self-cultivation platform on the Zhongzheng Road was full of figures.

In the Wuzhen School, this kind of competition is very common, but there are not too many that can attract this kind of attention.

Everyone was able to gather here, many of them because of Mu Yao, a disciple of the top 100 of the four sects, his strength was undoubted, especially because he was not only profound, but also entered Danling Mountain, and he was also well-known above alchemy.

There are 3,000 disciples of the Wuzhen School, and only a few of them can enter the Danling Mountain, so every alchemy disciple has a high status in the Wuzhen School.

Alchemy, not everyone can, you need to have a lot of fit with the flame, if the fit is not enough, even if the Dao cultivation is high, it is impossible to become a master of alchemy, of course, simple and rough smelting materials, refining into mixed medicine, as long as the strength is enough, it is still possible.

But under the same materials, the quality of this kind of elixir refined by a person and an alchemist can be described as very different.

Everyone talked about it, looked at Mu Yao, then looked at Xue Ling, and finally their eyes fell back on Mu Yao's body again, and the noise was low, and it was also faintly spreading.

Their discussion did not shy away from it, Xue Ling was on the self-cultivation platform, and his hearing was not blurred, and almost all the noise was talking about his own end, I am afraid that it will be quite miserable.

In the crowd, a fat monk shook his buttocks, and a few positions were immediately vacated around him, he stood still, completely ignoring the slightly dissatisfied gazes around him, staring at Xue Ling and Mu Yao who were facing each other in the field, his eyes narrowed slightly, and after a while, he pulled over a monk and said with a smile: "How about you and I bet on who of them wins and who loses?!"

The monk immediately shook his head.

"Well, you guess first. ”

The fat monk groaned, as if he had been thinking for a long time, he gritted his teeth and said, as soon as he finished speaking, the monk on the other side was stunned, and then pointed to his nose and asked, "I'll guess first." ”

"Yes. ”

The fat friar nodded, his face solemn and indescribably serious.

The monk was stunned for a moment, and immediately beckoned everyone around him, and made a bet with the fat monk, although he wondered why the fat man had suddenly changed, but he couldn't think much about it at the moment, so why not take this opportunity to slaughter the fat man?

This kind of battle situation, with doubts, is naturally Mu Yao's victory.

Everyone is confident, one is one of the top 100 of the four sects, and the other is unknown, the gap between them is self-evident, and I heard that the strength of this little monk is only the six-leaf Yunlian realm, which is still a hair, it is completely the rhythm of being beaten.

On the other self-cultivation platform, there is a melodious voice of a warbler and a warbler, a beautiful figure is gathered one after another, white and tender skin, slender figure, extremely eye-catching, speaking of which, at this moment, most of the eyes are not focused on the self-cultivation platform where Xue Ling Muyao is, but here.

In front of this group of female friars, three women with outstanding temperament quietly looked into the distance, even among the many beautiful female friars, they also stood out from the crowd.

"Let's go, there's nothing to see, that guy Mu Yao is bullying people again. ”

Yan Siqi stretched lazily, and while her body was stretching, her slender and moving curves were also extended, and her concave and convex figure was like an extremely beautiful scenery in the world, attracting the eyes in the distance, and suddenly she was full of fiery energy.

"Wait, I think this little monk is quite interesting, a little calm and unusual, you look at the eyes, there is not the slightest fear, and there even seems to be a strong sense of confidence. ”

Wang Ruoying was tall and tall, tucked her black hair like a waterfall, and smiled slightly, revealing a heroic charm.

"Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, there are many such little monks, but the final result is often cruel. ”

Yan Siqi shook her head, her eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and her expression was full of sympathy, but she could only secretly say that she didn't know the depths, asked for her own hardships, accepted the challenge, and entered the martial arts arena, that is, the two sides were at war, and outsiders could not interfere.

Behind the three of them, a head popped out, Xiaoxiao's eyes were wide and bright, looking at the young man in the field, doubts appeared between his eyebrows, and he said in surprise: "Hey, why is this little monk a little familiar?"

As he spoke, his little head leaned on Leng Yan's shoulder, his jade hand came out of his waist, wrapped his arms around Leng Yan's willow waist, and said with a smile: "Isn't it, Sister Leng Yan?"

Leng Yan gently took away Xiaoxiao's unruly hand, and on that cold face, a trace of blame emerged, obviously a little resistant to Xiaoxiao's actions, with her temperament.

"Rest assured, aren't you looking for the man who saved you? there's a lot of people here, maybe he's among them. ”

Wang Ruoying seemed to be a little interested in Xue Ling Muyao's fight, patted Yan Siqi's shoulder, and just said softly, but she was stunned, and then couldn't help but laugh out loud.

I saw Yan Siqi, who was originally lazy and listless, suddenly her eyes were bright, and she suddenly came to her senses, stood up straight, her slender jade hand supported the white jade guardrail, her beautiful eyes scanned, and she suddenly became radiant.

"Laugh at me, look for ......"

Yan Siqi was stunned for a moment, came back to her senses, her face was ashamed and angry, she turned around and raised her jade hand, made a fist, and gently hammered towards Wang Ruoying, and for a while, the women on her side laughed, and the laughter like a silver bell suddenly resounded, and the pleasant and clear voice was like a beautiful music.

Suddenly, many eyes were attracted.

And when everyone's eyes turned to the body, on the self-cultivation platform where Xue Ling Mu Yao was, the eyes of the two also looked over, Mu Yao saw the beautiful figures, and his eyes suddenly became hot, and an extremely bright smile appeared on his face.

However, no one paid attention to him.

He didn't care, he turned his head and looked at Xue Ling, just as Xue Ling's gaze was also withdrawn, the two looked at each other, and the smile on Mu Yao's face converged, and immediately became gloomy.

"I wanted to leave you some affection, but the beauty was on the side, and she still crushed you, so she showed her supreme demeanor. ”

Mu Yao smiled, his teeth were white, and above the palm, a faint, scorching firelight slowly washed out.

Xue Ling suddenly smiled, smiling very easily, and in that smile, there was also a kind of free and easy flying demeanor, he looked at Mu Yao, who was gradually revealing his edge, and said with a smile: "Actually, I also mean this." ”

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