Lin Zhuowen finally went to see Xie Bohong, for no other reason, Xie Youqing is not a disciple of the Instrument Spirit Sect, there is no need to abide by the rules of not fighting here, with the cultivation of the foundation building period, Lin Zhuowen was easily pinched in front of his Lao Tzu.

Xie Bohong is a bearded, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a face full of meat, big shoulders and a round waist, and his appearance is indescribably rough, and a pig-killing knife in his waist is simply a butcher who sells meat on the street, which makes Lin Zhuowen very suspicious that Xie Youqing is his own child, and the style difference between the two is too great.

"You are the person Qing'er said that can cast any spell perfectly?" Xie Bohong squinted his big eyes when he said this, and looked Lin Zhuowen up and down several times, Lin Zhuowen didn't feel uncomfortable, but the rugged-looking butcher brother's squinting eyes were really funny, so he almost couldn't help laughing.

"Senpai, that...... In fact...... I don't know much about magic techniques......" Lin Zhuowen was very worried that if he told the actual situation, this butcher brother would be impulsive like a pseudo-brother and fly back to the Dragon Yin Sect.

"You say that, Qing'er is lying to me?" The butcher's big brother suddenly glared at him, and let out a terrifying momentum.

"Ah...... That's not ......" Lin Zhuowen felt that this butcher brother didn't seem to be as easy to fool as his appearance, and as soon as he was forced by his Jindan momentum, the sweat on his forehead unconsciously remained.

"Dad, you ......" The pseudo-brother was worried about the unwarranted friendship.

"Hmph, this cup of tea is too hot, you can help me cool it. Brother Butcher interrupted the words of the pseudo-brother with a wave of his hand, and pointed to the teacup in front of him and said to Lin Zhuowen.

Is this going to be a practical test? Shape shì is stronger than people, although he is unwilling, Lin Zhuowen still began to prepare to perform the ice needle technique.

Seeing that Lin Zhuowen had failed to perform the ice needle technique twice, and was still preparing for the third time, Brother Butcher's face changed.

"This is what you call a magic genius, any spell can be cast perfectly?" Brother Butcher looked at the pseudo-brother.

"Dad, he did it on purpose. The pseudo-brother's face was not good-looking: "Lin Zhuowen, if you do this again, I will tell my father what you are doing." ”

"Brother Pseudo-Niang, what you say is too ambiguous, aren't you? Lin Zhuowen saw that Brother Butcher's face was green, and his own face was also green, and his whole body trembled, and the ice needle technique prepared in his hand couldn't continue, and he couldn't avoid it, and the words "Pseudo-Brother Niang" popped out at once.

Brother Butcher's face was green, and he didn't know whether he was angry or frightened, but Lin Zhuowen was definitely frightened, or the kind that almost peed his pants.

"If you don't hurry up and cast the spell, I'll really say it!" The pseudo-brother thought that he had grasped the key point of Lin Zhuowen, and his face was full of pride, not realizing how scary his words sounded to others.

"Okay, now please explain it to Senior Xie, I don't want to die in vain. Lin Zhuowen waved his hand, and a layer of frost had formed on the outside of the cup of tea in front of Xie Bohong.

Lin Zhuowen's movements were too fast, and the Ice Needle Technique was completely done with a single wave, but Brother Butcher didn't seem to care much about his technique now.

"Qing'er, what's going on, what's wrong with this kid?" When Brother Butcher said this, the horizontal flesh on his face was shaking, and Lin Zhuowen quietly took two steps back, ready to slip away at any time if something was wrong.

"Dad! There is nothing between me and him, this guy is so weak, how can he do anything to me?" Seeing that the butcher brother was still suspicious, he obviously didn't believe it, his face turned red, and he threw himself into his arms and sprinkled joy: "Dad, don't you even believe your daughter's words? If my mother knew that you were ...... to me like this?"

Lin Zhuowen's ears were buzzing, and only one word echoed in his head, daughter?

Lin Zhuowen carefully scanned Xie Youqing's chest again, the tablet, it was really a tablet, or that kind of flat tablet, I remember the first time we met, I seemed to have beaten it there, I didn't feel anything, except for the pain in my hands......

"Don't mention your mother to me. The first half of the butcher's brother was quite imposing, and the second half of the sentence showed his face: "Dad believes that you are." ”

Damn! Such a rough butcher brother is actually afraid of his wife? Are you worthy of your beard and horizontal meat? Lin Zhuowen was speechless......

"Boy, for Qing'er's sake, I'll believe you for the time being. Brother Butcher's words made Lin Zhuowen feel that he had been confused by his daughter's logic.

"Thank you for your trust. Lin Zhuowen thinks it's better to cooperate.

"Alright, then you can go. "Brother Butcher's thinking seems to be too out-of-the-box, which is difficult for people to accept for a while.

"Uh...... The junior said goodbye. Lin Zhuowen was stunned for a moment before turning the corner, and then he was overjoyed, hurriedly made a gesture, turned around and went happily.

Regardless of whether the butcher brother is funny with his brain, with this sentence, Lin Zhuowen no longer knows that it is his own brain show funny.

"Dad, didn't you say that you would persuade him to join our Dragon Yin Sect?" Seeing Lin Zhuowen slip away in a blink of an eye, he slipped away in the arms of the butcher brother.

"Hmph! This kid doesn't leave his hands, his stomach is bad, why did he get him into the Dragon Yin Sect?" Brother Butcher looked unhappy: "Do you want him to take my precious girl?"

"Daddy—"

Lin Zhuowen didn't have the heart to care about what the father and daughter continued to pestering in the house, he was pressed for time, this delay, but don't miss the Dan Capture Conference.

In fact, Brother Butcher let himself out so lightly, and also affirmed a guess by Lin Zhuowen, Brother Butcher definitely didn't watch the ceremony for himself, a bullshit genius, I don't know what important things he came to the Spirit Sect, Lin Zhuowen faintly felt that it might be related to the incident of the Jiaohe Society a few years ago, but these have little to do with him, with his current strength and identity, it is impossible for them to tell themselves the inside story, and it is useless to think too much.

When Lin Zhuowen rushed to the main peak Qi Cultivation Flat, Nuoda's Qi Cultivation Ping had been divided into dozens of pieces, and each piece was lit up with spell prohibitions, which could prevent the magic weapon spell from spreading to the outside when fighting inside.

At this time, thousands of people had gathered on the Qi-Raising Flat, and the Pill Winning Conference was also a once-in-a-decade event of the Instrument Spirit Sect, Lin Zhuowen noticed that there were already a lot of people sitting on the viewing platform on the west side of the Qi-Raising Ping at the moment, Fu Hechang and Ji Miaobai were also among them, Lin Zhuowen estimated that maybe the Jindan elders in the faction were here, after all, this was also an opportunity for them to choose their favorite disciples.

The people who were sitting, there was another person standing behind each person, it should be the disciple of these people, and Ji Miaobai was standing behind Jian Conglu, it was really rare that Ji Miaobai didn't know what method to make this tsundere girl obedient, standing here as a background is not like her character, Long Wenshan was also in the row of people standing, Lin Zhuowen said in his heart No wonder he didn't go to find himself, but it turned out to be an errand.

Long Wenshan's master was a middle-aged monk with a sinking face, who looked like he was a little unavoidable, with his eyes closed, he didn't know whether he was meditating or dozing off, and he didn't talk to anyone.

Lin Zhuowen's cheap master Miaobai was active, pulling a female cultivator with a good posture next to him who didn't know what to say, making the female cultivator giggle and tremble, and her eyes were flattering.

Damn! I have long seen that this product is not a good thing, Lin Zhuowen really wanted to rush up and strangle this embarrassing guy, and flirt with the female cultivator in front of thousands of people present, and he was not ashamed.

Fu Hechang also pointed to the crowd under the stage and whispered something to the people next to him, Lin Zhuowen followed his fingers and looked, but it was Fu Mingyu who was leading a group of younger brothers to play prestige in the crowd, driving the crowd away, and making a large space for him to be alone.

The people sitting are all living beings, and the people standing don't seem to be very restless, and a man in white standing behind the female cultivator who flirts with Ji Miaobai looks handsome, just a pair of peach blossom eyes that make people look uncomfortable, and the peach blossom eye brother seems to be unwilling to be lonely, and wants to learn from his master's cheerfulness, and keeps whispering something to the tsundere girl next to him, full of pride, as if he has said something proud of himself, and he doesn't take the murderous gaze of Long Wenshan seriously, but unfortunately the tsundere girl is not interested in him, standing motionless, as if the ice that has not melted for thousands of years。

In the middle of the viewing platform was a bad old man chattering, and it didn't make much effort to look at it, but the sound was so clear that everyone on the Qiyang Flat could hear it clearly.

After inquiring about a buddy next to him, he found out that the bad old man was Feng Jingdong, the head of the Machine Spirit Sect, Lin Zhuowen felt that he was quite ashamed, which was the same as not knowing the principal of the school after reading for a few years.

Fortunately, Old Man Feng didn't talk like the school principal so verbose and nonsense, mainly talking about the rules and prizes of the Dan Winning Conference, the rules are very simple, don't be too heavy, don't kill people, under such a premise, even if you win if you knock the other party down, the opponent of each round of the game will draw lots, and if you are lucky, you will pass the test directly, as for the prizes, the top fifty will each have a Zhuji Dan, the top ten will each have two Zhuji Dan, and the top three will have additional rewards, the champion is a flying sword at the level of a high-grade spiritual weapon, which is dual-purpose to kill the enemy in a hurry, and the runner-up is a shield at the level of a medium-grade spiritual weapon, with amazing defensive power, and the third place is a pair of boots at the level of a low-grade spiritual weaponto increase movement speed and body dexterity.

"Next, I announce that the Sect's decennial Dan Capture Conference has officially begun. After Principal Feng explained the big and small things clearly, he directly announced the start of the fight, without any delay, which made Lin Zhuowen have a lot of good feelings for him in his heart, how could he evaluate the student's favorite principal before the crossing.

"Master Feng, slow down!" Principal Feng was about to turn around and sit back, but was stopped by a voice.

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