Fantasy: The blacksmith shop at the beginning was exposed, and I can't hide it anymore

Yang Wei's eyes narrowed slightly, his handsome forehead was slightly wrinkled, his eyes flashed a gloomy color, he smiled and said lightly: "Xingtian Xieyou, please be careful what you say."

Beside him, two Ziwei sect monks looked very melancholy, and a strong aura rose from them.The three monks of the Po faction naturally did not want to show weakness.Although the two sides did not activate, there were still bursts of ear-piercing buzzing in the air due to the momentum of the two sides.

"Haha, don't blame Xing for his gaffe." Xing Tianxie thought for a while, then patted him on the back.After all, it would be bad if he was completely ripped apart by the Ziwei faction now.This only benefits other monks.He would not do such a stupid thing.

Yang Wei snorted in his heart.He also knew that he couldn't be emotional at this time.He held out his hand and shook it slightly.The tit-for-tat atmosphere between the two sides eased slightly.

However, even so, the atmosphere in the hall was still deadlocked to the extreme.If the eyes can kill, I am afraid that the flesh on both sides will be broken, the soul will be full of holes, and the dead will never die again.

Under such circumstances, many monks in the hall were expressionless, not knowing what they were thinking.

"Hehe, I don't know if you have heard that when the Holy Land was opened this time, a sect called Luoyun Valley in North China was also invited." The Nanluo Shuimen monk in Yanzhou is the No.1 of the Disillusionment Sect.

The Luoshui faction is not weak.The cultivation of the Immortal Head has reached the late stage of the golden elixir, and the four uncles under the sect are also golden elixir.It is said that there is an old monk who is full of golden alchemy hidden in this gate, and he is attacking Yuanying Avenue with all his strength.In the south of Yanzhou, he is also the second only to the Shattered faction.

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"Junior brother also heard some news." Your regretless voice fell, and a knowing look flashed in the eyes of a heroic monk behind you, and the interface said: "The level of cultivation in North China is very low. There has been no ultimatum to invite jade to various sects in the country, but as far as I know, Luoyun Valley's strength is not bad. There are two Jindan monks at the gate. They forcibly eliminated a sect with comparable strength not long ago. Now they are Lord of the ord in the cultivation field in northern China."
After the two opened their mouths, the atmosphere eased slightly.Xing Tian nodded slightly, and said with a smile: "Brother Jun, that's right, I heard Master talk about the fame of Luoyun Valley in North China. He's also a third-year master alchemist."

"Huh! But there are two Golden Core cultivators here, and the highest cultivation is only the intermediate level of Golden Core, which is not worth mentioning in Quanzhou!" When Xing Tian's voice fell, a beautiful girl behind Yang Wei sneered: " There are no tigers on the mountain, and the beard is called king, this Luo Yungu is just lucky, it does not meet the invitation of the Holy Land!"

Although this woman is attractive, her lips are a bit thin, her chin is pointed, and she has a black mole, which makes people feel aloof.

"In Li Qingliu's opinion, Luo Yungu's strength may not be great." Xing Tianxie felt his eyes a little cold, touched his chin with green stubble, and said with a smile: "But every time the Holy Land is open, there are schools in every state."
All denominations have quotas.According to the practice of previous years, there should be five crape myrtle factions, but this year there is one less.Hehe, maybe the number of places for this famous disciple of Yungu is less. "
"What Brother Xing said is true. As far as I know, except for Quanzhou, the quotas of all factions have not changed. There is no doubt about it."

"Tsk tsk, the Ziwei Sect has always had one more position than the sect I destroyed and other sects, second only to the Three Thousand Sects of Yingzhou and the Supreme Demon Sect, but I don't think this situation will continue in the future." Behind Xing Tian A woman, about 17 or 18 years old, with large eyes, a turn-up nose, and full, long-parted lips.She looks old and weird and it's hard to provoke her.

"It's better this way, some monks won't always think that they are superior to others, which makes me sick."

Brother Zong was cold in his twenties, with bushy eyebrows and big eyes.At this moment, he frowned and sneered.

When Yang Wei heard the speech, his face was a little stiff, and his eyes looked a little gloomy.He couldn't help humming coldly.

"Reducing one quota is also a concern of the Ziwei faction. I'm afraid it has nothing to do with you. You just take care of your own affairs, and you won't mind."

Xing Tian smiled, but was not angry.He waved his hand to stop the provocation, took a sip of tea, and said loudly: "Good tea! Really good tea!"

"Senior brother is right, it's really good tea." Next to the corpse, the ancient and strange girl smiled, pretended to pick up the teacup, and shook her head.

"North China is a desolate place, and the level of practice is extremely backward. The monks who come out from there must be desolate." At this time, shame and anger flashed in Li Qingliu's eyes, and she couldn't help but said coldly.

"Although we are competing for a place in the Holy Land from Quanzhou, we should also have the opportunity to enjoy it. If we fail the first test tomorrow, I think he will have the face to beg for a place in the North China Holy Land in the future."

"Junior sister is very reasonable. If you take the exam tomorrow, the monk of Luo Yungu will definitely fail." Behind Li Qingliu, the corners of Qinghuo's mouth tilted slightly, showing a trace of coldness, "When this person comes, if I When I get a chance, I'll make out with him and let him know how to write the word "waste"?"

Li Qingliu suddenly smiled when he heard the speech.He glanced sideways at Xing Tian, ​​and said disdainfully, "What's so great about the Xiaozong sect in the wilderness of North China?"

"Third-level alchemy masters are rare in the entire cultivation circle of Zhao State. How can they be equipped in Luoyun Valley? I think they may just find someone to brag about it. I didn't expect that the broken gang would take it seriously. It's really difficult. Believe."

Xing Tian frowned slightly after hearing this, and a cold look flashed in his eyes.However, before he could speak, a cold voice came from the entrance of the hall.

"To shut up!"

The voice dropped, and a sad-faced young monk in a green shirt appeared at the door of the hall.His dark eyes were expressionless, covering Li Qingliu.

Stared at by these eyes, Li Qingliu's heart became cold, and a chill rose from the bottom of his heart.Her face was also a little bit blue, and her feet receded again and again.

"Although the North China Cultivation Club is weak, there are less than a hundred sects, big and small, and thousands of cultivator families. A sect may be weak, but combined, it is enough to shake any sect!"

"You are so open-minded and reckless, aren't you afraid of bringing disaster to your family?"

"Luoyun Valley is a clan with a thousand-year history. Although it is weak now, it still has a backbone. If you hear it, you must avenge your clan!"

"Nonsense, making enemies for the sect, it's useless to keep a stupid person like you!"

"Luoyun Valley Medicine Master, Golden Elixir Realm Monk, Level [-] Alchemy Master, are household names in North China!

"You are just a cultivator in the Qi refining period. How dare you question and slander him is really insignificant!"

"I don't know which sect would train disciples like you and send them to the Mumen Holy Land. I don't know what. I'm not satisfied with losing face in my sect. It's ridiculous to send them to all the monks of Zhao Bazhou's sect !"

Guyuan sneered again and again, and his words were aggressive, like a storm, making Li Qingliu's face pale, green and red!!

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In the dry witch's hall, monks of all denominations looked stiff, staring at Guyuan.They didn't come back until the half ring.

"Brother, who is this person?" A strange expression flashed in the eyes of the Disillusionment female disciple. "It's refreshing to scold Li Qingliu for being worthless. People have been unhappy with that little girl."

After listening to the speech, Xing Tian slowly shook his head, his eyes fell on Gu Yuansheng, showing a surprised and suspicious expression.

"The mouth of this life is so powerful. In Li Qingliu's mouth, Li Qingliu is really stupid. Pity her, and my heart is full of joy. It's ridiculous."

"I heard that this woman has always been the beloved daughter of the head of the Ziwei Sect. She is very surly and domineering. It is really comforting to be scolded by this fellow Taoist for a while. It should be exposed today!"

"Hehe, the disciples of the Ziwei sect in the Quanzhou cultivation circle have always relied on the power of the sect to be arrogant. I didn't expect to be scolded by this person today."

Li Qingliu regained his health, and heard whispers of shame and anger around him.He hissed, "How dare you insult me, I want you to pay the price!"

The woman screamed and patted the storage bag, took out a delicate knife, and raised her hand to Gu Yuan.

The knife gleamed and the edge overflowed!
There was a lot of disrespect in this woman's previous spoken language.Although summer