Chapter 32: This is the taste of the spirit melon

In the early morning of the next day, Shi Li in the room was meditating with his eyes closed, his breathing was steady, and his face was unwavering.

"It's all the second elder's idea, what kind of temporary competition?"

"Although it is a temporary competition, the killer is not allowed, but the fists and feet have no eyes, and it is difficult to say that he will be seriously injured or disabled!"

At this moment, there was a slight noise in the Immortal Dao Sect, and some disciples below the sixth rank of the forging body who were about to participate in the temporary competition seemed a little flustered, but they had to participate, and they were full of complaints for a while.

After adjusting his breath, Shi Li walked out.

At the same time, in Zhang Song's living room, Zhang Lei and several followers were staring at a spirit melon in front of them.

"Lei'er, this spirit melon has the effect of nourishing the mind, before the competition, let's eat one first, which can be regarded as cheering for you!" Zhang Song said slowly.

"Thank you, grandpa!"

"Thank you, Second Elder!"

Hearing this, Zhang Lei and a few followers swallowed their saliva violently, and almost jumped up with excitement, they had wanted to eat the spirit melon for a long time, and they finally waited at this moment, just ask how many people in the Immortal Dao Sect can eat the spirit melon, except for the other one that the second elder kept as a reward for the winner of the competition and enjoyed it with the head of the house and others, the others can only smell it at most.

"Well, this spirit melon is very rare, in addition to the melon skin, even the soup will have to be drunk later, and there can be no waste!"

Zhang Song slowly opened his narrow eyes, took a deep breath of the strange fragrance of the spirit gourd, his right hand shook suddenly, and a ball of spiritual energy gathered in the palm of his hand, instantly turning into a sharp blade, halving the spirit gourd in half.

"This ......"

Before this, Zhang Song had never eaten a spirit melon, let alone Zhang Lei and the others, at the moment when the spirit melon was cut, everyone did not smell a stronger fragrance, but a foul smell came to their noses, and they frowned.

"Grandpa......"

Zhang Lei frowned, and after looking at the few followers who were also frowning, he set his eyes on the second elder, and he could see that several of the followers were the same as him, and they all wanted to know why the spirit melon was so stinky.

"Vomit ......"

The stench was pungent, and Zhang Song was also about to gag, but he looked at Zhang Lei and the others, thought for a moment, and then his frowning brows immediately relaxed, and said: "The spirit melon should be this smell, it should smell stinky and eat fragrant!"

"Lei'er, a few of you drink the other half of the soup first, and I will drink the remaining half, and the aura will run out after a long time!" Zhang Song immediately ordered.

Suck and suck......

Hearing this, Zhang Lei and the others dared to hesitate, endured the pungent stench, and drank the soup one by one, but there was no expression of enjoyment on his face, his brows wrinkled deeper than the other, he endured the nausea, stretched his neck and swallowed it, and almost cried with disgust.

"How can it smell bad and drink even more stinky?!"

Zhang Lei and the others had all the doubts in their hearts, but they didn't dare to say it clearly.

Suck!

Just after Zhang Lei and the others drank half of the soup from the spirit melon seeds, Zhang Song shook the sleeves of his robe, picked up the other half, and drank it in one go.

"Nima! Smell it and drink it?! This is too stinky, isn't it?"

Because Zhang Song drank it in one go, it was too violent, and a foul smell drilled directly into his brain, almost knocking him out.

"Linggua is this taste, hurry up and eat it!"

Zhang Song comforted himself and Zhang Lei, endured the nausea and savored it, and then he cut the other half of Zhang Lei and the others' spirit gourd into several halves.

"I'm going to send some to Yan Hong and Pan Shi so they can taste them too!"

In addition to Zhang Song, Zhang Lei has the most spirit melons, if he hadn't seen his grandfather stuff half of the spirit melons into his mouth and swallowed them, maybe he would have thrown the spirit melons away.

Zhang Lei's followers were too, if it weren't for Zhang Song's eating with relish, shaking his head and savoring it, they would have been unable to help but vomit it out a long time ago.

"Yan Hong and Pan Shi are seriously injured, just eat some spirit melon to make up for it!"

Although Zhang Lei said this, what he thought in his heart was, "If it's delicious, who would give those two guys who have more than enough success and more than failure, the taste of this spirit melon is too distinctive, I really can't eat too much!"

"The smell of this spirit melon is indeed a bit strange!"

Licking the soup at the corner of his mouth, Zhang Song's eyebrows twisted into a ball, thoughtfully, why is this smell so familiar.

"Hurry up and refine the spirit gourd, so that the effect of nourishing the mind will be better!"

When everyone endured the stench and ate the spirit gourd they had been distributed, Zhang Song took the lead again in refining the exercises, and then Zhang Lei took two pieces and gave them to Yan Hong and Pan Shi, and only left after seeing the two eat them.

"What the hell is this spirit melon?!Are you sure it's not?!"

After Zhang Lei left, Yan Hong and Pan Shi looked at each other with a smile, and they almost vomited.

When the head of the Immortal Dao Sect, Liu Chui'an, Zhang Song and other sect elders sat on the high platform directly in front of the stands, after the disciples of the sixth grade and below of the forging body who had seen the temporary competition entered the area below the stands one after another, Shi Li stretched his waist and walked over slowly.

At this moment, among the disciples watching the temporary competition on the right side of the stands, a girl in a goose yellow dress stood gracefully, green silk like a waterfall, Qiong's nose was straight, her eyes were able to speak, her appearance was cold, and her two slender jade legs loomed in the skirt, which made people think about it.

The girl is one of the two beauties of the Immortal Dao Sect and the Xuanbing Sect, and Fang Fei, who is as famous as Lu Ke'er, but her cultivation strength and appearance are better than Lu Ke'er.

Fang Fei's cultivation has reached the ninth grade of forging the body, and the condensation into the body is just around the corner.

Fang Fei has no shortage of admirers, but her coldness always gives people a feeling of rejection and thousands of miles away.

It is precisely because of Fang Fei's coldness that many disciples of the two sects are crazy. This seems to be just the answer to the sentence, and what you can't get is always in turmoil.

When Fang Fei's pretty eyes swept past the disciple area participating in the temporary competition, those of her admirers suddenly had their eyes lit up, and the sound of swallowing saliva began to salivate, and they saluted her in unison.

"Senior Sister Fang Fei is looking at me!"

"You look so ugly, Senior Sister Fang Fei will look at you?"

"Impossible!"

"Senior Sister Fang Fei's hands must be very soft, if only she could touch them!"

"If Senior Sister Fangfei can let me kiss it, I am willing to be a cow and a horse!"

"It's just you, the toad wants to eat swan meat, don't think about it!"

A group of male disciples turned out to be, Shi Li frowned when he heard this, listening to the tone of these people, as if he was ready to devour Fang Fei alive at any time.

When Fang Fei looked at Shi Li's area, she was used to the gazes of those admirers, which made her frown, but Shi Li's unmoved expression made her gaze linger slightly.

At the same time, looking at Shi Li in the crowd, a sneer appeared at the corner of Zhang Lei's mouth, he had received a message from Qiu Hao, and today he was going to cripple Shi Li.

When the Immortal Dao Sect and the Xuanbing Sect competed, Qiu Hao would find another opportunity to ruthlessly ask for Shi Li's life, so that the two sects would have nothing to say.

"Look at those pieces of waste, you're sure to lose badly!"

Not only Zhang Lei, but in the area where the disciples who were about to participate in the temporary competition were concentrated, the other disciples couldn't help but show disdain when they looked at Shi Li and several other fellow disciples who had already been identified as waste, and the ridicule in their eyes was even more obvious.