Fast time travel: The heroine and the female supporting role hold the script of the villain

Chapter 118 I, Rich, Immortal Cultivator! (4)

Yan Jing lowered his eyes, and while playing with the talisman in his hand, he opened his eyelids and said with a half-smile: "This junior sister, did Wang Xiangxian provoke you?"

The man's gaze went up and down, as if he was thinking about something.

Haiyao turned her head slightly, and understood the other party's scruples at the moment.

For a long time before, the original owner had been chasing after Wang Xiangxian without any scruples. She liked Wang Xiangxian, which was a 'secret' known to everyone in the Nine Heavens Sect.

Just at this moment, she ran to the deadly enemy of the person she liked, and offered him an offer that was hard to refuse, asking him to trick Wang Xiangxian in the process of evaluating the person in charge in the near future.

Perhaps in Yan Jing's view, what was in front of him at this moment was a bureau, a bureau set up by Haiyao and Wang Xiangxian in order to allow the object of his admiration to enter the Palace of Promise.The two first pretended to have a conflict under the watchful eyes of so many disciples, and then the girl appeared in front of him as a matter of course...

He raised his eyebrows and glanced at the anti-spirit talisman that he was pinching his fingers at the moment, guessing whether there was something wrong with the talisman or whether Wang Xiangxian had dug a hole in the shadowless formation long ago, and just waited. He jumped down willingly.

"He did offend me." Just when the man was silent, Haiyao's crisp response interrupted his thoughts: "Senior brother Yan treats me as a small belly, love and hate. I am born to be a Vice viper heart, if you can't get some things, you want to destroy them."

According to what she had just heard about Yan Jing's past and character, too many explanations might not only fail to dispel his doubts, but also backfire.That's why she spread her hands outright, not concealing her unworthy calculations.

Sure enough, Yan Jing heard the words and restrained the expression that had a little smile but didn't reach the bottom of the eyes, and instantly recovered the initial indifference. After two breaths of effort, he just moved his fingers without saying a word, After putting away the anti-spirit talisman, he got up silently and walked away.

Although he didn't explain it, Haiyao knew that Yan Jing had agreed to this matter. The man must have doubts in his heart, and he must be gambling. Perhaps the temptation to step on Wang Xiangxian and successfully enter the Promise Hall is really exciting. irresistible.

In the blink of an eye, that cold figure disappeared.

Haiyao kept her hands behind her back and tilted her head slightly, thinking about something.

At this moment, Ma Yuanshan, who had been hiding behind a boulder not far away, appeared and walked up to her, looking hesitant to speak: "Junior Sister Zhao...you really..."

As soon as the words came out, the female cultivator seemed to feel that it was inappropriate. After thinking about it, she finally swallowed the question she originally wanted to ask, and instead reminded vaguely: "Junior sisters need to understand the truth that walls have ears, and with your current cultivation Because, it is not a wise choice to offend a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage."

"Thank you, Senior Sister Ma, for the reminder. It seems that the two elders are about to open the Great Formation of Shadowless Mistracking. This is the first time in my life that I have seen the so-called ancient formation with my own eyes. Let's go back soon!" Haiyao continued. With a smile on his face, he took two steps forward and grabbed Ma Yuanshan's sleeve, and the two hurried back to the hillside.

She was obviously not afraid that the news that she went to Yan Jing today would spread out later, anyway, there must be a conclusion on who entered the Promise Hall at that time, and she was still very happy to find Wang Xiangxian full of teeth.

Sure enough, at this time, Elder Wumiao and Elder Tianyin were already separated on both sides of the Anti-Ling Square. They raised their hands in front of their bodies one after the other, and with their lips moving slightly, they soon lingered There are two lights that seem to be there and seem to be absent.

Elder Wumiao is red, and Elder Tianyin is brown.

That is the shock of spiritual energy in the world caused by the spiritual power in their own bodies. Elder Wumiao is the root of fire spirit, while elder Tianyin is the root of earth spirit.

The long hair of the two people hanging behind their backs was blown up as if a gust of wind had passed by, and the Taoist robes on their bodies were also bulging rhythmically. With the shattering of hundreds of spiritual stones on the ground of the square, the disciples watching We only heard a 'boom'!
Immediately, the entire Promise Hall and the square disappeared out of thin air, replaced by a thick white mist that could not be melted away.

"Everyone, please join the formation?" An erratic voice sounded in the air. It sounded like the old man with the white beard before, but I wondered if it was affected by the opening of the formation, and the voice was dyed with a little ethereal feeling for no reason. feel.

The dozens of Nascent Soul stage disciples clasped their fists in response, and then stepped into the white mist in front of them from all directions without hesitation.

The direction Wang Xiangxian chose to enter the Wuying Fanzong formation was not far from his master, Elder Wumiao. After the two masters and apprentices made eye contact, he took a deep breath and walked away with his head held high. It quickly disappeared in front of everyone's eyes.

Elder Wumiao and Elder Tianyin did not leave just yet, although they had gathered their spiritual power, they still stood outside the formation with their hands behind their backs.It seems that it is similar to what Ma Yuanshan and others expected before. These two people are going to keep an eye on the situation in the formation while guarding the formation.

As the crowd entered, the white mist in the shadowless formation began to billow non-stop, quite a sense of suffocation that was about to rain.

The onlookers held their breath subconsciously, and the time passed by like this, but to their disappointment, there was nothing else except the surging fog that could prove the existence of the big formation. There was no movement, and the surroundings were so quiet that even the sound of the mountain wind blowing the grass blades could be heard clearly.

Gradually, the voices of discussion began to spread again.

There were even some people who started gambling quietly in a small area. Such a lively scene soon attracted more people to gather around, betting a few spirit stones on the monks they were optimistic about one after another with itchy hands.

At first, Haiyao found a comfortable position to stand and watch with great interest, but soon she yawned out of boredom.

Ma Yuanshan, who was a few steps away, turned her head to look at her staring eyes with a pair of unfocused round eyes, and broke into a smile, opened her mouth and said, "Junior Sister Zhao, why don't you go and try your luck? Many people are optimistic about Senior Brother Wang now." , although betting on Senior Brother Wang may not win a few spirit stones in the end, but the victory lies in insurance."

As the female cultivator said, she took out four or five low-grade spirit stones from the storage bag at her waist, hesitating whether to place a bet or not.

The reason why so many people have confidence in Wang Xiangxian is not only because of his well-recognized talent, but also has something to do with the defense by Elder Wumiao this time.There is no fool who can successfully embark on the journey of cultivation, and how can he not understand the twists and turns in the selection of the person in charge this time?

Hearing Ma Yuanshan's words, Haiyao also walked slowly to the outside of the group of people, stretched her neck and saw the innermost situation clearly through the gap.

The gambler was a fat man with a fat appearance, about 1.7 meters tall, and his weight was conservatively estimated to be two hundred or more than a few kilograms.Others wearing the Taoist robes of the Nine Heavens Sect are immortal, but for this person, it is inevitable that people will worry that the stuffed cloth will burst at any time.

On the grass on the hillside, there is a piece of tattered rag whose color cannot be seen clearly. On the rag, there are more than a dozen pieces of rice paper with names written on it in order from left to right. They all bet some spirit stones more or less.

Other people's spiritual stones were scattered, and the spiritual stones of various colors on the rice paper with only the three characters Wang Xiangxian written on them almost piled up into a hill.

"Fatty Wang, if Senior Brother Wang really entered the Wuji Palace this time, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep your underpants, right?" Someone in the crowd teased.

The monk known as Fatty Wang leaned against the boulder, and patted his chubby belly leisurely with his fat hands, his mung bean eyes glistening: "You fellow disciples don't need to pity me, since everyone is so optimistic about me. Brother Wang, why don't you take this opportunity to earn a fortune from me?"

This person may not be very popular, the disciples who were hesitant at first took out the spirit stones one after another as soon as he finished speaking, and rushed to throw them on the rice paper representing Wang Xiangxian.

Ma Yuanshan shook the spirit stone in his hand, looked at it and waited for the people around him to disperse before throwing his own into it, and explained a few words to the people around him kindly: "There are dozens of Fatty Wang who entered the inner sect." It's been a year, but his cultivation is still at the early stage of Jindan. But don't underestimate him just because of this, this person is not simple."

Nodding her head, Haiyao was not surprised. When the crowd dispersed, she casually threw a high-grade spirit stone on the rag with her left palm facing upwards.

Fatty Wang was about to say something, but after seeing the high-grade spirit stone, he lost his voice for a short while.Then he raised his eyes, and his eyes turned twice on Haiyao's pretty face.

The other people around were also startled, firstly because a high-grade spirit stone suddenly appeared on the rag, and secondly because the high-grade spirit stone landed precisely in the middle of the word 'Yanjing'.

Although no one spoke at this time, just from the meaningful gazes on her, Haiyao could feel the ridicule and pointing from everyone.

At this time, Fatty Wang also came back to his senses, rubbing his hands and laughing: "This junior sister, I'm sure you can't regret your bet, have you seriously considered it?"

Haiyao raised the corners of her lips, and raised her chin slightly as an affirmative response.

She was just a little curious, and wondered if the original owner had made such a move at that time. You must know that Wang Xiangxian had successfully entered the Promise Hall in the memory of the original owner, so Fatty Wang naturally couldn't take advantage of it.

But this person is full of the shrewdness of a successful businessman, so there is something tricky about not keeping everything in this game.

After confirming that she had made up her mind, Fatty Wang didn't say anything more, and quickly looked away.

Finally it was Ma Yuanshan's turn to step forward. She hesitated for a long time in front of the rag, and just a second before she bent down to put the spirit stone on Wang Xiangxian's side, something inexplicably flashed in front of her eyes. In front of him, there was a scene full of smiles.

Gritting her teeth, she turned around and placed the spirit stone next to the high-grade spirit stone.

There was a chuckle from the crowd, as if mocking the two of them for their overreach.

Just at this moment, the white mist inside the Shadowless Mistracking Formation, which had been quiet for a long time, suddenly intensified the turbulent trend, and even began to see a little bit of thunder and lightning light in it.

Seeing this, Elder Wumiao and Elder Tianyin, who were originally relaxed, also stood up slightly, and their expressions became serious.

"Wow, look! The fog seems to be split from the middle, is someone going to come out?!" Someone shouted, and all the disciples focused their eyes on that place.

In the slowly dissipating mist, there was indeed a figure rushing out.

Amidst the heated speculation, Haiyao squinted her eyes subconsciously.

(End of this chapter)