The villain of Kuaishou is a bug

Chapter 36 On the Fairy Way (3)

The timeline at this time was not long after Luo Mingyun had just passed through.

At that time, the mainland will hold a sect competition to train and select the top disciples of each sect.

At this time, Luo Mingyun will emerge here, be valued by Jianzong again, and really take the first step on the road to cheating.

Coincidentally, Xuan Danzong is the organizer of this year's Zongmen Grand Competition.

In the original plot, Qing Suiling fell into Mo Tang's hypocritical beauty trick and was successfully drunk.

Therefore, on the second day, when the representatives of the major sects came to Xuandanzong, they did not see Qing Suiling at all.

Not getting the respect they deserved made the other sects feel dissatisfied and accelerated the demise of the Xuandan sect.

Sui Ling stood at the gate of the sect, ignoring those indifferent eyes, the smile on the corner of her lips was very sweet.

A carriage came leisurely from a distance, with quaint white cranes embroidered on the side of the carriage, and a picture of a long sword hovering upwards, it was obvious that it was Yujianzong.

Sui Ling lowered her head and blinked, and suddenly, the cold air in her eyes disappeared, and she looked as warm as jade.

"Welcome distinguished guests to Xuandanzong."

The people beside Sui Ling performed standard etiquette and handed the flowers in their hands to the representative of Yu Jianzong.

That is Yuelan, which represents eternal friendship in Xuanling Continent. This flower is not very luxurious, but it is quiet and elegant, and has a noble posture.

"Have a heart, Sect Master Qing."

Sui Ling accepted without humility, "Thank you."

The Qi Yuan Sect, the Fu Puppet Sect, and the Wan Gui Sect, who have been haunted all the year round, followed one after another.

Man as his name suggests.

Yu Jianzong, majoring in swordsmanship, is the top 0 force value in the human world.

Qi Yuan Zong talks about turning Qi into everything, and majors in spiritual power.

The Talisman Puppet Sect is similar to the Xuandan Sect, and is famous in the Xuanling Continent for training puppets and talisman papers.

All of the above are the main forces of the human world.

And the disciples of Wan Gui Sect are full of flowers.

There are people, demons, demons, and even mixed blood. As long as you have the ability and can pass the test of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect, you are a member of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sect.

Although the name doesn't sound like a good person, Wan Guimen really didn't do any bad things.

With its strong strength, it has become one of the five sects based in the human world.

Every representative who came after that, Sui Ling had the same expression.

Even the words spoken by the person next to her were exactly the same.

The disciple who was doing chores and sweeping the floor at the outer gate looked amazed.

It seems to be extremely sincere, but in fact it is extremely perfunctory.

Handyman Feng's disciples counted ten sects in total, but their sect master did not speak more than five times.

If he hadn't been witnessing the scene in front of him, he might also feel that the suzerain's heart is sincere and respectful.

Sect Master Sui Ling is really amazing!

Sui Ling didn't know that her behavior had successfully captured the heart of an outer disciple.

All she knew was that her face was about to freeze from laughter.

After receiving the last guest, Sui Ling immediately put away her smile and returned to that indifferent and distant look.

Tsk, hands can solve all problems, which is much more practical than superficial kung fu.

[Sui Ling's host has not yet reached the realm where one can be worth ten thousand~] 1087 is a kind reminder, [and we want to be a unified person with the principle of civilization and friendship~]
Who told you I can't do it?

1087 automatically ignored this sentence, thinking that Sui Ling was bragging.

The Zongmen Grand Competition is scheduled for three days later.

Sui Ling entrusted Qing Yi with full authority over everything, while she walked back to her room slowly.

Qing Yi was the one who received the representative of the sect that day and was by Sui Ling's side.

He was raised by Qing father since he was a child, and he is also loyal to Xuan Danzong.

inside the room.

Mo Tang was not there, so he didn't know where he had gone.

Sui Ling didn't bother to look for it, so she just lay back on the bed to catch up on sleep.

Sui Ling spent the past two days very leisurely.

There is no yin and yang of Mo Tang, and there is no disturbance from other people.

The other suzerains all stood at the door to greet him in person, which shows how much he attaches importance to it.

Therefore, the representatives of other sects are not too embarrassed to trouble them again.

Moreover, Qing Yi is very considerate in handling affairs, treats every guest with care, and tries her best to satisfy their polite and reasonable requests.

Three days later,
All the major sects gathered, and there were five or sixty people standing in each faction. On the contrary, it was the Xuandan Sect as the host, with only three figures alone.

Sui glanced down, not panicking at all, sitting indifferently on the high platform, leaning on his hands, with no emotion on his face, but gentle and elegant eyes.

She didn't intend to speak.

She has already handed over the task of presiding over the Zongmen Dabi to Qing Yi.

"Welcome everyone to Xuandanzong."

Qing Yi's speech was very brief, but he turned to the home court in just a few sentences.

"Which disciples does Sect Master Qing plan to send out?"

Suddenly, someone made a voice with malicious intentions, who knows that Xuan Danzong is now sparsely populated, and it is considered rare to be able to send disciples to participate in the competition.

The person who asked the question had coveted the position of one of the five great sects for a long time.

Now that Xuan Danzong has fallen to this point, why can't he replace it?
Sui Ling's tone was light, looking at the person who made the sound, she pursed her lips, "That's all."

The Zongmen Grand Competition was very hot, and everyone's eyes fell on the ring.

In the first few games, Sui Ling didn't pay much attention.

It wasn't until Mo Tang came on stage that Sui Ling gathered her spirits and sat up straight.

At this time, the young man was wearing a veil, only revealing his soul-stirring phoenix eyes, which seemed to contain stars, twinkling like mountains.

Opposite Mo Tang was just a disciple of the Qi Yuan Sect with mediocre aptitude, and it was not a single pure spiritual root.

This sect is very strong in the late stage, but it has a fatal flaw, that is, its lethality is very small when it has not been cultivated to the state of turning Qi into reality.

Just when Sui Ling thought she was safe, she watched Mo Tang get kicked off the ring with one move.

Sui Ling's indifferent face: "..."

Is he sick?

Just ask him if he is sick? !
According to the information given by 1087, although Mo Tang is not so young to enter the golden core stage.

But to become the future Demon Lord, the current strength should have reached the foundation building stage, at least, how could he not be able to beat even a disciple of the eighth level of Qi training.

A clear laugh sounded from the crowd, Mo Tang patted the ashes off his body, and lowered his head in frustration.

He moved to walk beside Suiling with a pitiful tone.

"I'm sorry, Master, this disciple has shamed you."

Sui Ling: "..."

You still have the face to apologize to me?

Sui Ling's eyebrows twitched, and she waved her hands indifferently, "It's okay."

The smile under Mo Tang's veil was even more wanton, revealing evil spirit and joy.

Even though Sui Ling didn't care much now, he saw the girl's dark face when he fell off the ring.

Mo Tang has long been used to the ridicule and ridicule of others, and he doesn't mind dragging Sui Ling into the water again.

"Apply some medicine."

The target of the mission doesn't want to fight, although Sui Ling still wants to win from the bottom of her heart, she let him.

Mo Tang got the medicine bottle and was startled, "Master, I'm not injured."

"Hands." Sui Ling didn't talk much, but was clear and cold.

Mo Tang raised his hand, his eyes fell on the palm of his hand.

The wound there was not big, presumably it was because he didn't fight back when he was knocked off the ring, he propped himself on the ground and scratched his skin.

Mo Tang knew that Sui Ling's move would usually not be cheap, so he put away the porcelain bottle calmly.

It's just a minor injury, so precious medicine is not worth using here.

Seeing Mo Tang's movements, Sui Ling raised her eyebrows.

Did she treat him badly?Not willing to use medicine?
[Qing Suiling once beat him with a whip, and he had to lie down for two or three months with the wounds all over his body. Because there was no medicine, he watched the wounds become inflamed and scabbed and then inflamed again. ]
1087 used a very cute and immature childish voice to make up the knife.

Sui Ling: "..."

No wonder you want to kill me.

(End of this chapter)