Cultivators are also mortals, and there are also mortal problems. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

For example, Zhou Cong, after practicing, his biggest hobby is to sit in front of the stone steps in front of the door, widen his eyes, and watch the beauties coming and going.

"Wow! long legs, this is good" Zhou Cong looked at him in a daze, and a pair of beautiful legs passed by in front of him!

Along the slender long legs, looking up, the figure is concave and convex, although it is a gray dress, it can't hide it, that natural and proud figure. It's just that the head is raised a little bit......

"Ah" Zhou Cong's reaction was faster than that of a rabbit, and he ran away, turning around and shouting as he ran. "Haha, I can't beat it this time."

This is a dusty face, but this face is as cold as an ice sculpture in winter, arrogant and indifferent, as if even a smile can freeze people, Yao Xinchen, with frosty eyes, staring angrily, gradually disappearing Dengzizi.

The news of Zhou Cong's defeat of Tie Xuan has already spread all over the sect, how could Yao Xinchen not get the news, it's just that she doesn't bother to pay attention to it, she doesn't bother to pay attention to it, there are more people who shoot for her every year, which one is not the dragon and phoenix among people, which one is not a humble gentleman when facing her, and which one can touch her heart? Those are just some, proud gentlemen, Zhou Cong's slightly shameless suitors are unseen.

"Is it that he defeated Tie Xuan, it's a little interesting, hehe" Yao Xinchen muttered to himself, "Wait, the day of the Outer Gate Conference will make you understand that some people are destined to be your unreachable peaks"

"That's it, Senior Sister Yao, how can you be this kind of person, you can also make up your mind" Beside her, the girls who followed were all arrogant, as if they were standing by Yao Xinchen's side, and they were Yao Xinchen's friends, they were also phoenixes, but standing by Yao Xinchen's side, any beauty could only be regarded as an arrogant rooster, hehe.

Zhou Cong stopped in a no-man's corner and patted his heart, "Fortunately, I wasn't beaten this time"

What about Zhang Tao? Aren't they friends?

Friends are not necessarily the same kind of people, how could he, who claims to be a "humble gentleman," do such boring things with Zhou Cong? Those who play together are considered friends, but only those who are willing to go crazy together are called brothers! Zhang Tao is just a friend!

"Strength, strength, a woman like Yao Xinchen still has to use her strength to conquer it, haha" Thinking that he would conquer Yao Xinchen in the future, Zhou Cong laughed, after a few days of cultivation, he has gradually consolidated the strength of the second layer, and his mood has also faintly improved.

Deception Fist, there is only one style, but this style is unpredictable, every time it is swung, its trajectory is different, with Zhou Cong's current cultivation, it can only evolve into three styles, only when the mood is improved, can we see a different world, and the mood is improved, but we must rely on, keep fighting, and be in the sudden outbreak of life and death adversity.

Zhou Cong cultivated day and night, the aura in his body became more rich and full, and the color of the golden pill became more and more golden, "I still can't break through to the third layer" Zhou Cong was a little regretful.

"Cultivation on the way, not to mention all difficulties, perseverance, water drops and stones, rushing for success, counterproductive, and speedy will not reach!"

"Huh, old man, why do you have time to come over" Zhou Cong asked and said casually!

"What are you talking about? Do you dare to say it again?" Yun Zhongzi threatened with a smile on his face: "It's not big or small, see if I don't beat you." ”

After speaking, Yun Zhongzi made a detailed slipper action.

"Master, master, am I wrong?" Zhou Cong hurriedly admitted his mistake, unreliable, just unreliable, his eyes rolled, "Master, the apprentice has something unknown." Teacher, please. ”

"Speaking of which," Yun Zhongzi said as he sat on his chair, squinting slightly and half-lying down.

"Master, are you an immortal?" Zhou Cong asked respectfully.

"I'm just a little in the realm, how can I be considered an immortal!" Yun Zhongzi then said: "But for mortals, it may be regarded as an immortal."

"That~Master!You take off your shoes and beat people at every turn, don't the fairy feet stink? ha"

Yun Zhongzi finally heard that Zhou Cong was joking with him, flew up, and grabbed Zhou Cong, "If you don't fight for three days, you will go to the house and uncover the tiles, and you kid will be reversed." ”

The two of them are making trouble, there is really a disciple, there is a master!

Sitting and resting together, only when he is with the master, he will feel that he is not lonely, it is the master who gave him fatherly love!

Tired of making trouble, the master looked at him lovingly and seriously, "Cultivation and refinement?

"I'm crazy about singing to the moon, flying and domineering for whom" With the cultivation for a long time, Zhou Cong's original senseless heart faintly had the air of a hegemon!"Master rest assured, you are waiting to be the first elder of the outer gate."

"Yao Xinchen, it's not so easy to deal with" Yun Zhongzi reminded: "Her strength is already at the first level of creation, and Tie Xuan, I heard that after that war, she has faintly touched the edge of creation."

The fist of the deception, stronger when it is strong, and stronger when it is strong. Half a month is fast and fast, but you can do a lot of things in this half a month, just like Zhou Cong, in just half a month, the Batian Fist method can already evolve into five styles, and the power is even more amazing. It's just that the realm has not been improved, if he doesn't improve the realm, with his second-layer body, how can he resist the tyranny of the fifth type of tyranny?

The long-awaited, the selection of the outer door, is finally about to begin, the first son who is more than three years old and under the age of twenty-five can sign up, for others, it may be just an opportunity, for Zhou Cong, what he wants to carry is not only the hope of the master, but also the recognition of Yao Xinchen.

In the middle of the central square of the outer gate, the ring is high, more than one zhang, covered with a thick carpet, and the rostrum, the nine elders on the stage, from the great elder to the nine elders are arranged in turn. There are a lot of people around, and some of the disciples in the door are ready to make a splash, even if they can't participate in the disciples, they are looking forward to it, and they may be able to learn some experience from other people's battles. Zhou Cong sat in the crowd leisurely, staring at the ring unconcernedly.

With a bang, the noisy crowd suddenly quieted down, and Lu Zhengming, who presided over the teaching, flew onto the stage. "Quiet! Triennial, the outer door competition starts now" Lu Jiaoxi's loud voice spread to every corner of the venue, "This competition, for the sake of fairness, will adopt the method of reincarnation, that is to say, every participating disciple has the opportunity to fight, the top 100 in the competition, will enter the sect trial tower, with your performance in the trial tower, determine the ten, enter the inner gate quota, the top three, will be personally infused by the door master, improve the realm.