Gu Tianxiao pulled Beidou to sit on the side, just in time for Bai Lian to take the stage.

Bai Lian is still wearing a white dress with a veil, her appearance does not take any pomp, just quietly walks out of the backstage, the courtyard is instantly quiet, the rich people in the town can be said to have coveted this mysterious white family for a long time, they have only heard his voice, have not seen his face, a small group of people who know the inside story of the mortal sect are full of awe of Bai Lian, Ding Manqiu and his party are full of curiosity, and the mysterious woman always makes people reverie.

At this time, Gong Ting'er became the host again, she had the least flowers in her flower pot, and as the only one who was not a clear person, she was indeed a little overshadowed on the stage of this oiran.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is our evergreen building white everyone, next, please announce the results of this Oiran competition. Gong Ting'er made a blessing to the white family, and then, like the other four candidates, stood quietly behind her flower pot.

Bai Lian walked lightly to the front desk, leaned over slightly, and then said generously: "Good evening, distinguished guests, the concubine first thanked the sisters for their generosity, and now, let's count the final number of flowers." ”

Bai Lian suddenly turned around and made an inviting gesture, "I invite our special guest this time, the monk of the Mortal Sect, Fang Siyu, the fourth son of the Fang family, to count and enjoy the flowers for us." ”

Bai Lian's words made everyone stunned, especially the people in the town who were familiar with the Fang family's house, and they immediately exchanged their heads.

"Fang Siyu, did I hear me right? Old Liu, Fang Siyu is not the Fang Siyu in the west of the city?

The middle-aged man in Chinese clothes next to him was even more strange than this person: "Fang Siyu is not only one in our town, but the focus is on the mortal sect, could it be that this evergreen building has something to do with the mortal sect?"

"What's wrong with the Mortal Sect? Isn't there often a Mortal Sect monk in this town to help us? Yesterday, there was an immortal cultivator who was controlled by the Mortal Sect monk, and I was there at the time, and the man was carrying a yellow gourd. ”

Next to him, an old man in a fancy costume interjected: "Then do you know who that person is? Have you ever seen it again?" The old man was also present that day, and he wanted to ask for a fairy fate, although he knew that there would be no one in the blink of an eye, and the mortal monk was really powerful. ”

"Wang Lao is right, this mortal sect seems to act frequently, but in fact it is quite secretive, in fact, they have never appeared on formal occasions, the news about the mortal sect is passed around by everyone, but they can be seen at critical moments, this mortal sect fairy has obviously no one has seen it, but they all say that they are extremely beautiful, I didn't expect them to be really related to Evergreen Building. ”

The man surnamed Liu in Huafu answered: "Do you know Xu Daguan in the east of the city, I heard that he also joined the mortal sect, once I drank with him, he said that he leaked his mouth and said that the saint of the mortal sect was in the Qinglou or something, at the time I thought it was drunk, but now I think about it, it may be true, and do you know that Xu Daguan took out this number in order to join the mortal sect." After that, the man in Chinese clothes raised his hand and made an "eight" movement.

"Eight hundred taels?"

"I'll give you eight hundred taels of gold, and you send it to the mortal sect?" said the man in fancy clothes disdainfully.

"That's how much, eight hundred taels of gold is not enough?"

"A full eighty thousand taels of gold!"

"What! 80,000 taels of gold! This big official is so rich!"

"You got the point wrong again, okay, it's the mortal sect that collects expensive, so now the question is, can this Fang Siyu come up with so much money?"

The old man sighed and said: "Fang Siyu, the old man thinks it's great to be able to take out eight copper plates, it's a hard-working baby." ”

"But the family is now a mortal sect monk, look, Fang Siyu has come out. ”

Fang Siyu was emerging from the backstage, but his steps were a little stiff.

Gu Tianxiao looked at Fang Siyu, but he was extremely surprised, since he was able to hook a trace of spiritual power, Gu Tianxiao was able to use his divine sense, when he inadvertently swept Fang Siyu with his divine sense, he found that he was already at the third level of the first level of qi refining. It's only been less than a day, and when you go out in the morning, you're still a mortal, and this mortal teaching method is so good?

Gu Tian smiled and transmitted his voice to Bai Lian, "Bai Lian, what means did you mortals use to improve this Fang Siyu cultivation so quickly?"

Bai Lian was slightly startled when she received Gu Tianxiao's transmission on stage, this time was mixed, she was afraid of leaking out. Bai Lian looked around, pretending to smile and signal, and after confirming that there was no problem, she cautiously transmitted the voice: "Lord, it is Fang Siyu's own problem, his subordinates have not done anything, and besides, his subordinates have noticed a trace of very secret peeping, if the lord has nothing important, it is better not to transmit the sound." ”

Gu Tianxiao bowed his head silently, in the East China Sea Academy, as long as the spirit stone is enough, it can also achieve such an effect, but there is no such condition here, Gu Tianxiao thought about it, and continued to look at Fang Siyu in the field.

After Fang Siyu came to power, he didn't seem to be very familiar with his current identity, he was actually in the clouds, after a week of silent luck in the Evergreen Building Yaju according to the "Guide to Cultivating Immortals", he found that he was suddenly covered in dirt. Qinglan was very surprised to see it at the time, she had also had this experience of washing the marrow and cutting the hair, but Fang Siyu's situation was very strange, he couldn't move at all, and his whole body was very hot.

In desperation, Qinglan resisted Fang Siyu and went to the dressing room, and when they came out again, Fang Siyu was already fine, and his cultivation had been improved to the second layer of qi refining, but both of them were flushed, and Qinglan still had a touch of shyness on her face.

Fang Siyu had always wanted to embark on the path of cultivating immortals before, but now that he had got his wish, he was a little at a loss, he broke through to the third layer of qi refining before he took the stage, this feeling was very good. But before Fang Siyu had time to experience this beauty, he was arranged by the saint to go on stage, although he was already an immortal cultivator, but when he saw so many pairs of eyes staring at him in the audience, he became trembling when he spoke.

"Each... Dear folks, fathers... Oh no, guys... Good evening, good evening, uncle......"

"Ahem!"

Bai Lian coughed lightly on the side.

Fang Siyu was shocked again, raised his hand to wipe the sweat on his forehead, and silently reminded himself that he was already an immortal cultivator.

Fang Siyu stabilized his mind and looked around at everyone in the audience again, many familiar dignitaries in the town were now looking at him with shocked expressions. Isn't there a Liu Daguan who often ridicules him, looking at his expression, that can be regarded as envy and jealousy? Hehe, Fang Siyu suddenly liked this feeling very much now, and then looked at the rich people around him who were usually arrogant, and now he was already one level higher than them.

Fang Siyu looked at the many unfamiliar faces in the front row again, oh, it turns out that these people in front of him are also immortal cultivators, different feelings, sure enough, the whole world is different, that kind of aura, they must be much stronger than themselves.

Fang Siyu remembered that before coming to the stage, Qinglan told him a thousand times not to look at those people with strong breaths, he quickly turned his head to look at the side.

Hey, these two sons sitting on the edge of the first row are a little strange, one is wearing an uncommon Confucian crown, his body is thin, but his face is round, and the other has a familiar face, just like the foreigner boy he rescued a few days ago, Fang Siyu saw that the boy suddenly smiled evilly at him...

Nangong Gu! Didn't he be handed over to that old monster by himself, how could he be here! Brother Gu is also an immortal cultivator!

Fang Siyu took a deep breath, he suddenly felt a little embarrassed, however, it was all Fang Siyu in the past, thinking of Qinglan's ardent expectations in the background, Fang Siyu put aside the distracting thoughts in his heart and reminded himself again that the current Fang Siyu was an immortal cultivator.

Fang Siyu laughed at himself, and said calmly: "Distinguished guests, as well as the Taoist friends in the front row, thank you for coming here to cheer, I can't hide it, this evergreen building is the property of the mortal sect, and before I was fortunate enough to be elected to the stage by the Holy Maiden, I will announce the results of this Oiran Contest for everyone now." ”

After that, Fang Siyu walked to the flower pots of the five red cards and revealed the final number of flowers for everyone one by one.

Fang Siyu recalled Qinglan's introduction to the five red cards just now, this immortal cultivator is powerful, not only what he said just now can also recall it word for word, this glance, his thoughts are quick, and it is clear how many flowers to enjoy at a glance. In fact, this is Fang Siyu's mistake, even if he is an immortal cultivator, he should be a fool or a fool, this is unforgettable, it is all an individual's own talent, but after mastering the divine sense, most immortal cultivators can store some information by practicing the divine consciousness technique, such as the divine consciousness jade slip, but the level is different.

"Gong Ting'er, 5,200 flowers and 31 flowers, Xiao Qian'er, 23,160 flowers, Liu Wan'er, 21,160 flowers. Fang Siyu first reported the number of flowers for the three of them in one go, Gong Ting'er had the least number of flowers, still smiling, and her eyes glanced at Gu Tian with a charming look, Xiao Qian'er and Liu Wan'er were between the two of them, but the two of them also looked at each other and smiled, because next is the highlight of this Oiran Competition, and there are a lot of red flowers in the flower pots of the two "fairies" in the back.

"Fairy Ling'er, 32,600 flowers. ”

"Fairy Xin'er, 311,000 flowers. ”

"Congratulations to Fairy Xin'er for winning this Oiran!" Fang Siyu announced loudly, taking the lead in applauding, and the audience applauded.

Fang Siyu completed the task and obediently stood behind Bai Lian, who smiled and stepped forward.

"Thank you again for your support, we will check the number of cheers immediately, and the one with the most flowers will get the opportunity to spend the night with the Oiran......"

"Wait!" suddenly sounded in the room.

"Bai everyone, we Ding Gongzi have something to say. It was the "little soldier" in the front row who spoke.

"Ding Gongzi, please speak. Bai Lian's voice was still sweet.

Ding Manqiu got up and said with a smile: "Bai everyone, I have said so many words of thanks, and the playboy who has been cheering has also given enough, this boy doesn't have any bad thoughts, it's just that Bai everyone, you see, we are all so enthusiastic, and everyone Bai is still wearing veils, isn't this a bit rude?"

Bai Lian smiled lightly and said, "What Ding Gongzi said is very true, the concubine's move is indeed inappropriate, but the concubine's posture is like a willow, and she has been used to this scarf since she was a child." Since you are so enthusiastic, the concubine has a proposal, if the number of flowers in the whole viewing can reach a million flowers, the concubine will risk being ridiculed by everyone, take off the scarf, and give him the face towel, okay?"

"Okay, this son will add three more red flowers, everyone, can you be satisfied?" Ding Manqiu said generously.

"Ben Gongzi will add a hundred red flowers, Bai everyone, right, how about spending a good night with Ben Gongzi? ”

As soon as Ding Manqiu finished speaking, there was a burst of abrupt and bold laughter outside the gate of the courtyard.

"My son's name is Ah Tai, Taiyi Xianmen's wife, Bai family, you are my son's woman tonight. ”