The villain is whitewashed: I don’t want to be a villain even if I am killed

The performance was still going on, and Lin Bufan watched a few men in hip-hop suits performing rap on the stage expressionlessly.

He had a bold idea in his heart, could one of the personalities of City Lord Feng be a time traveler?

The time traveler's time travel technology seems not very good, after coming, he can only share a body with other souls.

The high-tech equipment at the gate of the city might also have been made by the traverser.

Therefore, it will be different from the novels he wrote.

After the weird performances were over, it was finally time for the official competition.

Those powerful people who supported the scene were all evacuated, and huge competition platforms were slowly raised one by one.

The first is a contest of force.

There are many schools of cultivation in this world, and there are many schools of Taoism.

For example, sword repair, tool repair, alchemy repair, sound repair, talisman repair, and so on.

Some sects only specialize in one kind, such as Xianyinzong, where all the disciples are music cultivators, using musical instruments as their main tools.

Another example is Wan Jianzong, but that sect is all sword cultivators.

Based on the principle of fairness and justice, sword cultivators can only compete with sword cultivators, talisman cultivators can only compete with talisman cultivators, and sound cultivators can only compete with sound cultivators.

In this way, there will be a lot of No.1s, and there will be a second round of these No.1s.

However, the format of the second round has not been announced until now.

According to gossip, it was the city lord who personally released the magic giant tower, allowing all No. 1 people to enter the illusion and compete for the final No. 1.

In the original text written by Lin Bufan, the second round was also a journey into the illusion, and the final winner was of course his male lead junior.

On the first day, it was not the turn of Mi Tianzong's disciples to compete, and they were all happy to watch the excitement and experience those various competitions.

The arena on the left is the busiest. Two contestants stand in a corner, but it is the two puppets who are really fighting each other.

Lin Bufan watched with relish, and sighed in his heart, the world is so big, there are so many wonders, look at these two puppets, if they didn't say it in advance, they would have thought they were real people!
Even the expressions and eyes are wonderfully beautiful.

Yu Hengzi came over and whispered next to Lin Bufan, as if he wanted to get closer to him.

"Puppet art, although our sect doesn't have it, there are books on it. If you want to learn it, go to the library and look for it. There seem to be two books."

"Oh! Thank you, Uncle Yu." Lin Bufan nodded slightly, and smiled at him. Although he looked very polite, he was slightly alienated.

"You're welcome, Nephew Lin. If you have any questions about cultivation in the future, you can come and ask me. I'll tell you everything." Yu Hengzi patted him on the shoulder and gave him an encouraging look. , "Come on, I'm very optimistic about you."

"Yeah!" Lin Bufan didn't quite get used to the sudden enthusiasm, and walked away step by step, but a real person stopped him after only a few steps.

This is Wu Di's relative, Master Long Feizi.

He used to look down on the original owner very much, but when he saw Lin Bufan, he actually smiled.

"Nephew Lin, how are you preparing for this Dharma conference, are you sure?"

"Uh! It's okay!" Lin Bufan took two steps back, recalling Wu Di's hostility towards him, "Uncle Long, didn't you go to see Junior Brother Wu? Why are you here?"

"Haha! He is such a big man, why should I look at him?"

Long Feizi didn't seem to notice Lin Bufan's rejection of him at all, so he moved closer to him, and said the same thing that Yu Hengzi said just now.

"Nephew Lin, if you have any questions about cultivation in the future, you can ask me if you don't understand."

"Well, thanks!"

Lin Bufan knew in his heart that their sudden enthusiasm was all because of the enthusiasm that Lord Feng had for him yesterday.

I just don't know if Xiao Chuyi, who has always been upright, will show a strange smile to him because of his relationship with the city lord.

And just as he was thinking like this, Xiao Chuyi who was not far away really walked over.

The expression on his face was not as cold as usual.

oh!No!A cold-faced sword cultivator whose character is more upright than a steel plate will not show a hypocritical smile like those vulgar people!

It seemed that Lin Bufan was thinking too much.

Although Xiao Chuyi didn't seem so cold anymore, he didn't talk to Lin Bufan, but passed him by without saying a word.

"Oh! Brother Xiao, long time no see. How are you doing?" A hearty youthful voice came.

When Lin Bufan turned his head, he saw an elegant young man hugging Xiao Chuyi's shoulder.

This young man seemed to be known by the original owner.

He is Luo Zhiyuan, the real person who transforms the gods of Wan Jianzong. When he saw his face, Lin Bufan remembered a past event that affected the original owner's life.

Isn't this the one who once said that the original owner didn't have a sword bone?

At that time, the original owner and his younger brother stood together in front of the big bosses of Wan Jianzong.

The other bosses spoke politely, but this one spoke mercilessly, completely ignoring whether the original owner's eight-year-old heart would be hurt.

"The older one is not good, the sword bone is too bad, but the younger one is not bad.

The older child is just a wood spirit root, so he is still not good enough to become a sword cultivator!

Small ones are good, and Binglinggen is most suitable for becoming a sword repairer.

The older child can only enter the inner door at most, and the younger one can be accepted as my apprentice. "

Then, several big shots started fighting for the younger brother, but the original owner was left aside in disgust.

Until now, that scene has been the psychological shadow of the original owner.

Affecting Lin Bufan now, he was very upset when he saw this real Luo, and wanted to beat him up.

Well!Perhaps, it was too early to beat him, and he wanted to beat his apprentice so much that his apprentice was scratching his teeth.

Xiao Chuyi, who was always aloof, managed to squeeze out a faint smile, patted Luo Zhiyuan on the shoulder, and asked straight to the point: "How many apprentices did you bring to the Fa conference?"

"How many can you bring in this kind of competition?" Luo Zhiyuan gave him a blank look.

There are so many masters in Wan Jianzong, and it is very good for him to have a disciple who enters the top five.

"I brought two apprentices." Xiao Chuyi said with a half-smile as if he had found a place.

Later, the two chatted about something, Lin Bufan didn't want to care about it anymore, and walked away quickly, knowing about [-]% of their buddy relationship in his heart.

Luo Zhiyuan and Xiao Chuyi are definitely not true buddies, but rivals who love and kill each other.

The competition stage in front was more intense. Two Fuxiu were fighting. The audience in the audience was almost full. The applause and cheers attracted many spectators. Those who were watching the Yinxiu duel quickly ran over there.

The two music repairers used to play the erhu while I played the flute. The battle was in full swing, but after the audience was gone, they lost their passion.

If one is not careful, one side loses.

Lin Bufan was also attracted by the two talisman cultivators, and walked over there.

Unfortunately, they met Xiao Meixue, and Wu Di followed behind.

And this classmate Wu Di actually held a cat in his hand, and it was black.

Lin Bufan looked at him in surprise, this guy must be sick!
Why do you want to learn from him?