One Hundred and Eight Ways to Discuss the Villain's Poorness

Lin Yue was not interested in this kind of trial.

She was born as an inner disciple, and her parents were also disciples of the main peak.

Even if she can't improve her cultivation in the future, as long as she can form alchemy, that's enough.

Then she can also find a position in Taiqingmen.

Whether it is a mentor or an administrator, you can live a life of chic.

It's just that when she turned her head, she saw Meng Guiyi making seals with both hands, and even copied the picture in front of her.

She is no longer satisfied with the random playback of Taiqingmen, but adjusts the screen to a specific person.

Lin Yue glanced at it, and was stunned when she saw the familiar young man on the screen.

She originally thought that the rumors in the outer sect that Meng Guiwen had taken a fancy to Gu Junchao were all rumors from those people.

Seeing that Meng Guiwen cares so much about Gu Junchao, Lin Yue is not calm anymore.

"Guini, do you really like him?" Lin Yue asked in a low voice.

How can I say that Meng Guiwen is a genius of their Taiqing sect.

There were even rumors that if Meng Guiyi continued to develop like this, he might be the first monk to ascend in ten thousand years.

Now in the True Wind Continent, there have been no monks who have ascended for 2 years.

As for those monks in the Mahayana period, they have long since stopped showing their real bodies, and they have retreated to practice in seclusion.

Even in the Mahayana period, the lifespan can reach more than [-] years.

After all, there is a time limit.

Even if someone really reached the Mahayana period 2 years ago, the lifespan has reached the limit now.

If there is no way to improve the cultivation base to the transcending tribulation stage, then it can only become dust.

So in Lin Yue's eyes, Gu Junchao is not worthy of Meng Guiyi.

"I don't like it." Meng Guiwen said very calmly.

"You still pay so much attention to him if you don't like him?" Lin Yue was puzzled, although it is not impossible to choose a Taoist partner for cultivating immortals.

After all, there are almost no people who can ascend.

In this long life, maybe you will meet such a like-minded monk.

Many monks also have families.

In order to maintain the prosperity of the family, some monks naturally need to start a family.

In this way, you can continue your blood.

But Lin Yue felt that Gu Junchao was not worthy of her family.

A 15-year-old monk who introduced Qi into the beginning.

One is a genius who established a foundation at the age of 13.

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't match.

Meng Guiwen didn't answer.

What should she say?

Tell Lin Yue that their world is actually a book, and Gu Junchao is the hero in the book, and they are all cannon fodder in the book?

Maybe Lin Yue really took her to see a pharmacist.

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The trials of outer disciples are actually not difficult.

At least it's not dangerous.

Eight thousand disciples, what needs to be assessed is endurance, brain strength, luck and so on.

What they have to do is to find ten qualified tokens in this trial area within ten days.

If you get the qualified token in advance, there is no way to end the trial early, and you have to find a way to keep your own token.

Until the last moment of the trial.

For this kind of trial, Meng Guiwen was not worried about Gu Junchao.

But she still wanted to see why Gu Junchao could be the protagonist.

I, the proud son of heaven, can only be used as cannon fodder.

It's just that Meng Guiwen had a good idea.

I heard a voice in the air.

"The rules of this trial have been changed, and the clearance token has been changed to the feather of the deity."

Meng Guiwen heard the voice sound familiar, and looked up.

Sure enough, he saw the red-feathered phantom bird floating in the sky.

When the surrounding disciples saw the red feather phantom bird, they couldn't help exclaiming.

"Is this the spirit beast of the head of Furong Valley?"

"No, the red-feathered phantom bird of the head of Furong Valley is a male. This one sounds like a female voice, so it is a female, not the same one."

"When did the Taiqing Sect catch a red-feathered phantom bird? It just exploded now."

Everyone is still discussing the Red Feather Phantom Bird.

In fact, although this red-feathered phantom bird is only a spirit beast, it is extremely rare.

As everyone discussed, red feathers floated down from the sky.

"For this test, the deity will give one hundred red feathers to one hundred monks, and these monks will also enter the trial area. As long as you can snatch the feathers from these monks, then you can enter the inner door."

The voice of the red-feathered phantom bird sounded again.

Everyone looked up at the beautiful feather and wanted to reach out to catch it.

But there are restrictions on feathers, and only selected people can take them.

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Some people are happy and some are worried about the changes in the opening ceremony.

Meng Guiwen looked at the red feather that fell in his hand with a look of lovelessness.

This is an outer disciple's test, and it has nothing to do with her!

Looking at the hair in his hand, Meng Guiyi resigned to his fate.

There is really a root hair relationship.

"Oh my god, the senior sister also got it? Who can get the feather from our senior sister!" The disciple who had been quietly asking beside him suddenly exclaimed.

When Meng Guiwen heard this, he turned his head and looked over.

Sure enough, Fairy Nanxue was also holding a feather in her hand.

This made her subconsciously go to Long Shu and Er Zhu Yuxun.

Sure enough, they all had red feathers in their hands.

She looked towards Tai Sui Mausoleum again.

The man from Tai Sui Mausoleum was dressed in black, with a hooded cloak on his body.

And the things they cultivated in the sect made people shudder.

They are majors in organs and puppets.

He is also the most difficult monk among the five immortal sects.

Because there is no way to get close to these Tai Sui Mausoleum monks.

There are many traps and puppets around them.

It may be a tree, a blade of grass or a flower.

Anything around them can become their puppets.

On the other side of Tai Sui Mausoleum, some disciples also received red feathers.

Meng Guiwen looked at Lin Yue next to him as if asking for help.

"Don't look at me, I can't touch this feather, you'd better go honestly." Lin Yue waved her hand, she wanted to help, but there was nothing she could do.

Meng Guiwen sighed.

As soon as he looked up, he found himself in the forest.

Meng Guiwen:...

No, the teleporter didn't even say a word, did it?

She looked at the red feather in her hand, which was too obvious in the dark night.

Even in daylight, you can see this red in this piece of green.

The key is that this feather is restricted, and there is no way to receive it in the storage bag.

So it can only be carried in the hand, or in the arms.

Meng Guiwen looked around, but he didn't see any outer disciples so far.

I didn't see any other inner disciples either.

She thought for a while and looked towards the crown of the tree.

So she jumped up to the top of the tree.

When she reached the top of the tree and looked around, she found that a man in black was also standing on the top of the tree not far away.

He holds a red feather in his hand.

At first glance, they are people from Tai Sui Mausoleum.

As the host, Meng Guiwen could only nod to the other party.

The other party seemed a little surprised that Meng Guiwen would greet him, and he also greeted Meng Guiwen.

Then, in a flash, it disappeared among the tree canopies.

Meng Guiwen looked at the other party and was not very willing to pay attention to his appearance, and he was surrounded by endless forests and mountains.

There is a formation here, and there is no way to leave except to be teleported away.

She finds nothing but returns to the surface.

But when she just landed, she saw a young boy standing under the tree.

This made Meng Guiyi startled.

Good guy, isn't this kid Long Shu?