Fast Transmigration: This villain is not simple

"Lord Shangshen, wait a moment." As soon as Wuyou heard Zhi Yuan's words, he immediately went to investigate the villain.

"Master Shangshen, the villain is indeed abnormal. His blackening value has already reached 80, and his soul has been detected to be abnormal. The villain...seems to be reborn!" Wuyou frowned and looked at the data several times, Make sure you're not mistaken.

Zhiyuan's back froze, and at this moment, Ji Nanzhou noticed it.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay." Zhi Yuan smiled, "It just occurred to me that I forgot to tell Master yesterday that Bai Xuehua needs to be stored in a spirit-locking bottle."

No wonder, no wonder Wuyou said that Ji Nanzhou was withdrawn, but today he took the initiative to greet her.

"Master knows."

Zhiyuan nodded.

"If I care about it, it will be chaotic. Let's go quickly. The general election will start soon."

Ji Nanzhou and Zhiyuan came to the front mountain. There is a big open space in the front mountain of Shuiyunzong.

It was turned into a competition platform by the suzerain, with a large high platform in the middle, and a stand not far away, so that the elders of the Shuiyun Sect can find good seedlings.

Ji Nanzhou found a seat, wiped it with a handkerchief, and gave it to Zhiyuan.

"Senior sister, sit down."

"Thank you, Junior Brother Nanzhou." Zhiyuan thanked politely.

Ji Nanzhou sat down next to Zhi Yuan.

"Junior brother is a little abnormal today."

Zhiyuan's words made Ji Nanzhou pause, and then he said nonchalantly, "What's abnormal?"

"On weekdays, Junior Brother seldom speaks."

"Senior sister was busy cultivating in the past, even if my junior brother had a thousand words, I didn't have the opportunity to talk to my senior sister."

In her previous life, she always practiced alone, and everyone said she was dignified and generous, but she was estranged all over her body, which made him feel that they would never have any contact in this life.

But this woman, this dignified woman, his senior sister, was the only one who believed in him.

Only she stood in front of her without hesitation, and was criticized by thousands of people along with him.

He once asked, "Why are you doing this?"

She said: "Senior sister knows that you are just a bit dull, and you are definitely not a demon."

"It's the senior sister's fault." Zhiyuan laughed.

"Quiet!" An old man in a navy blue robe stood up and shouted. He is the great elder of Shuiyun Sect and the master of the hero. "Today is Shuiyun Sect's annual disciple election. Anyone who comes If you have spiritual roots, you can join the Shuiyun sect, and if you are lucky, you may be accepted by the elders and immortal masters."

"We will test the spiritual roots one by one later. Those who have spiritual roots can compete in a big competition, and No. 1 can choose their own teacher."

Zhiyuan sat on the seat with her back straight, looking at the dark people below, her head was a little big.

With so many people, where can I find the heroine?

"Master Shangshen, the heroine has a halo, and the woman in the southwest corner with few people around is the heroine."

Zhiyuan looked in the direction Wuyou said, and sure enough, there were fewer people in that place.

A woman in a red dress with high bristling hair was looking around excitedly, with eagerness on her face.

Ji Nanzhou saw Zhiyuan staring in one direction for a while, and he also looked over.

So it was her, Song Xiran.

Why did the senior sister notice her?

"Senior Sister." Ji Nanzhou softly called Zhi Yuan.

Zhiyuan turned her head and looked at Ji Nanzhou suspiciously.

"It's nothing, I just want to tell my senior sister that the test has started." Ji Nanzhou pointed to the people on the right who were queuing up to test their spiritual roots.

"Thank you for reminding me, brother."

Almost forgot that the villain is reborn, he must know the heroine.

"Junior brother, is there anyone who is optimistic about accepting him as an apprentice?"

"No."

To be precise, I didn't see it.

Patronizing to see his senior sister.

"Junior brother's temperament is still so unique." Zhiyuan covered her lips and smiled lightly.

"next."

"My name is Song Xiran." The woman in red introduced herself loudly, then put her hand on the spirit-testing ball, watching the color of the spirit-testing ball change constantly.

After the spirit measuring ball stabilized, the observers announced Song Xiran's talent loudly.

"Song Xiran, one level weaker spiritual root."

Song Xiran smiled confidently.

Zhiyuan nodded, the weak one-level spirit root is already very good.

"Not bad." Zhiyuan boasted.

Ji Nanzhou raised his eyebrows.

"Generally, it's far worse than Senior Sister."

The senior sister was a special first-level spiritual root at the beginning, a spiritual root beyond the three stages of this woman.

"There is only one genius in a hundred years in this world, and a weak one-level spiritual root is already pretty good." Zhiyuan said helplessly.

Ji Nanzhou pouted, but did not answer.

"I still have to thank the original owner, otherwise the villain wouldn't be so easy to get along with." Zhi Yuan sighed. "Worriless, where did the original owner's soul go?"

"Lord Shangshen, don't worry, the characters in the world I have chosen agree to emigrate their souls. They have the opportunity to choose a world they want."

"What if the soul in the chosen body doesn't leave?"

"Then I'll change my body, and I can always find someone who leaves voluntarily."

Well, she is small.

She thought that Wuyou would persuade her, but she didn't expect to change the target directly.

"They're just fine."

The purpose of Zhiyuan's coming is to restore the small world so that it can operate normally, and she doesn't want to take up other people's body for nothing.

Now that Wuyou has made arrangements, she has no worries.

A total of more than 8000 people came to the general election, but only 900 people had spiritual roots.

Among them, 24 spiritual roots are relatively good.

"The winner of the competition, Song Xiran."

Song Xiran was the only one left standing there on the stage, raising his hands happily.

"Song Xiran, do you want to worship under that immortal teacher?" The Great Elder put on an amiable look.

"Hmm..." Song Xiran looked around at the masters of the Shuiyun Sect, and when he passed Ji Nanzhou, his eyes paused, then he moved his eyes away, and his eyes fell on Zhi Yuan.

"Can I worship Immortal Master Zhiyuan as my teacher?" Song Xiran folded her fists and bent down in front of Zhiyuan.

Zhi Yuan froze for a moment, then nodded with a smile.

Shouldn't the heroine have joined the sect of the Great Elder?

"Thank you Immortal Master Zhiyuan."

Zhiyuan found a high-quality bone sword from the Qiankun bag, and gave it to Song Xiran as a gift of apprenticeship.

Ji Nanzhou moved his fingertips slightly.

"This sword is given to you as a meeting gift from the teacher."

"Thank you, Master!"

Song Xiran held the bone sword as if he had found a treasure, knowing that the gift from Immortal Master Yuan was absolutely extraordinary.

Zhiyuan went back to her yard and discussed with Wuyou why Song Xiran worshiped her.

"In the original plot, the original owner didn't participate in this general election because he was there. Even if Song Xiran wanted to, he couldn't worship you as a teacher without the original owner being present."

Zhiyuan picked up the teacup and poured a glass of water, then took a sip.

"It's good for the heroine to be around, so she has less contact with the hero."

The male lead in this world doesn't look like a good person.

"Indeed, but the villain's affection for the heroine is ridiculously low, perhaps because of the revenge of the previous life."