After falling from the devil, the villain leader quit her job
Chapter 287 Great Secret Realm
The young man's face was full of sincerity: "I think so too! Since Song Xi is a puppet master, then we... ummmm!"
Sitting next to Yun Jingcheng was Qiu Daoyuan, who bore Dao Qiu's name on his head. He quickly covered Yun Jingcheng's mouth, and directly pulled him to sit down.
Great Elder Tanxi: "..." What a crime!
It never occurred to him that the one who stabbed him in the back and supported Song Xi was actually a disciple of his own family!
Dao Qiu pulled Yun Jingcheng down, the man put on a cold face, and coldly warned: "Be more honest!"
"Less chaos!"
Yun Jingcheng, whose mouth was covered, wanted to break free unwillingly.
Qin Ya also poked Yun Jingcheng's head beside him.
"Are you stupid?"
The woman said faintly, "Adding a puppet master track means that Xixi will directly win the championship in one track!"
Originally, the few disciples on Penglai Island were not easy to deal with.
What if they won a grand slam, where would they put their face? !
Even if they are good friends.
But this sect's qualifying competition cannot avoid their own efforts.
Furthermore, Qin Ya saw with her own eyes that Song Xi was glowing with golden light in the illusion.
Even Jingchen Buddha, who was in the body stage, was howling with burns. If you say that Xixi has no cultivation at all now——
She can't believe it!
But unexpectedly, just as Daoqiu pressed down Yun Jingcheng on one side, another mallet stood up on the other side——
Shu Ziran, a direct disciple of Shennongmen.
"It's really not fair!"
The head of Shennongmen sat on the spot calmly, looked at Shu Ziran who had just listened to Qin Ya's speech, and stroked his beard in peace.
Reaching out to hold the teacup in front of him, he took a leisurely sip of tea.
Not bad.
This ignorant disciple of himself finally knows how to speak for his sect!
Even the low-quality tea like Zhengyangmen is delicious.
The next second—
Shu Ziran spoke righteously: "Since the rules have stated that the occupations of all contestants must be included, Brother Song's puppet master must also be included!"
"Otherwise, isn't this competition system bullying Brother Song?!"
"Pfft-"
The head of Shennongmen spewed out a mouthful of tea.
His face turned green.
Shu Ziran babbled like a machine gun.
He spoke so fast that even Kou Junwu, who was closest to him, didn't react to cover his mouth in time.
The head of Shennongmen thought that his own sect was next to the newly relocated Leifeng on Penglai Island, and even shared a medicine field with others.
He finally wiped the tea from the corner of his mouth and didn't dare to say anything.
Shennongmen serves flowers and plants every day, and the head of Shennongmen is naturally a Buddhist.
He calmly took another sip of his tea.
Forget it, just add it.
Anyway, it is estimated that Penglai Island's entry into the four major sects this year can be regarded as a certainty.
Their chances of winning the Shennongmen are not strong, and their ambitions are not great.
To be ranked among the four major sects, just keep the four and compete for the third!
Seeing that Patriarch Changyi was making too much noise, he looked over suspiciously.
The head of Shennongmen immediately sat upright, he chose to pick the softer one among the two hard persimmons.
He put the teacup heavily on the table, and said sternly, "Tanxi!"
"How do you treat guests at Zhengyangmen?"
"This tea is not as good as our Shennongmen herbal tea!"
Great Elder Tanxi: "..." He felt bitter.
He took a step back and stomped hard on the elder who had just pushed him up.
Only then did he stiffly maintain a smile on his face, "Since everyone thinks so, let's add a puppet master track."
"The other rules and competition system remain unchanged!"
Listen carefully, there is a bit of gnashing of teeth.
After getting a satisfactory answer, Song Xi immediately wiped his face with his sleeve without any pretense.
She looked at the Great Elder Tanxi gratefully, and flattered her exaggeratedly: "Your old man is still reasonable!"
"Enjoy the Taimiao!"
Great Elder Tanxi gave Song Xi a straight look.
Don't dare to say harsh words, can't he just give him a blank look?
Don't ask, if you ask, you will get sand in your eyes!
Song Xi took advantage of it, and didn't care about Elder Tanxi's petty emotions. She followed the clearly arranged monks and walked in the direction of the teleportation formation.
All the monks are fighting against their respective sects.
Most sects only chose one event. For example, Shennongmen's team was all alchemists, and Yuling Mountain's players were all spirit beast masters.
Because in previous years, there were a total of four tracks in this sect qualifying race.
Once they win the championship, they will definitely be ranked among the four major sects.
So except that Zhengyangmen wants to win two tracks or win one championship and then get a higher ranking in the other track, so as to ensure the position of the Zongmen qualifying champion, and play in two tracks.
Almost all other sects are disciples of the same track.
It's the kind of hugging when you enter the illusion.
Looking at Penglai Island this time, it can be described as extremely greedy.
Penglai Island played a total of six people, making up a full team.
Except for three of these six people who were hunting beasts, the tracks of the other three people were simply varied.
Shen Xiaobai directly gave up the extremely introverted alchemy track, and chose the less competitive refining track.
Wei Qinghuai chose the Yuling track without any dispute.
Junior sister Song Xi is the only seedling in the puppet track, winning the championship right from the start.
But they couldn't tell what was wrong, after all, they were also strictly abiding by the rules of previous qualifying matches.
It is true that among these sects, none of them can come up with a disciple who can occupy a track by himself.
This grievance can only be swallowed by knocking out teeth.
When everyone was thinking about it, the scene in front of them changed, and they all entered the Great Secret Realm.
Sitting next to Yun Jingcheng was Qiu Daoyuan, who bore Dao Qiu's name on his head. He quickly covered Yun Jingcheng's mouth, and directly pulled him to sit down.
Great Elder Tanxi: "..." What a crime!
It never occurred to him that the one who stabbed him in the back and supported Song Xi was actually a disciple of his own family!
Dao Qiu pulled Yun Jingcheng down, the man put on a cold face, and coldly warned: "Be more honest!"
"Less chaos!"
Yun Jingcheng, whose mouth was covered, wanted to break free unwillingly.
Qin Ya also poked Yun Jingcheng's head beside him.
"Are you stupid?"
The woman said faintly, "Adding a puppet master track means that Xixi will directly win the championship in one track!"
Originally, the few disciples on Penglai Island were not easy to deal with.
What if they won a grand slam, where would they put their face? !
Even if they are good friends.
But this sect's qualifying competition cannot avoid their own efforts.
Furthermore, Qin Ya saw with her own eyes that Song Xi was glowing with golden light in the illusion.
Even Jingchen Buddha, who was in the body stage, was howling with burns. If you say that Xixi has no cultivation at all now——
She can't believe it!
But unexpectedly, just as Daoqiu pressed down Yun Jingcheng on one side, another mallet stood up on the other side——
Shu Ziran, a direct disciple of Shennongmen.
"It's really not fair!"
The head of Shennongmen sat on the spot calmly, looked at Shu Ziran who had just listened to Qin Ya's speech, and stroked his beard in peace.
Reaching out to hold the teacup in front of him, he took a leisurely sip of tea.
Not bad.
This ignorant disciple of himself finally knows how to speak for his sect!
Even the low-quality tea like Zhengyangmen is delicious.
The next second—
Shu Ziran spoke righteously: "Since the rules have stated that the occupations of all contestants must be included, Brother Song's puppet master must also be included!"
"Otherwise, isn't this competition system bullying Brother Song?!"
"Pfft-"
The head of Shennongmen spewed out a mouthful of tea.
His face turned green.
Shu Ziran babbled like a machine gun.
He spoke so fast that even Kou Junwu, who was closest to him, didn't react to cover his mouth in time.
The head of Shennongmen thought that his own sect was next to the newly relocated Leifeng on Penglai Island, and even shared a medicine field with others.
He finally wiped the tea from the corner of his mouth and didn't dare to say anything.
Shennongmen serves flowers and plants every day, and the head of Shennongmen is naturally a Buddhist.
He calmly took another sip of his tea.
Forget it, just add it.
Anyway, it is estimated that Penglai Island's entry into the four major sects this year can be regarded as a certainty.
Their chances of winning the Shennongmen are not strong, and their ambitions are not great.
To be ranked among the four major sects, just keep the four and compete for the third!
Seeing that Patriarch Changyi was making too much noise, he looked over suspiciously.
The head of Shennongmen immediately sat upright, he chose to pick the softer one among the two hard persimmons.
He put the teacup heavily on the table, and said sternly, "Tanxi!"
"How do you treat guests at Zhengyangmen?"
"This tea is not as good as our Shennongmen herbal tea!"
Great Elder Tanxi: "..." He felt bitter.
He took a step back and stomped hard on the elder who had just pushed him up.
Only then did he stiffly maintain a smile on his face, "Since everyone thinks so, let's add a puppet master track."
"The other rules and competition system remain unchanged!"
Listen carefully, there is a bit of gnashing of teeth.
After getting a satisfactory answer, Song Xi immediately wiped his face with his sleeve without any pretense.
She looked at the Great Elder Tanxi gratefully, and flattered her exaggeratedly: "Your old man is still reasonable!"
"Enjoy the Taimiao!"
Great Elder Tanxi gave Song Xi a straight look.
Don't dare to say harsh words, can't he just give him a blank look?
Don't ask, if you ask, you will get sand in your eyes!
Song Xi took advantage of it, and didn't care about Elder Tanxi's petty emotions. She followed the clearly arranged monks and walked in the direction of the teleportation formation.
All the monks are fighting against their respective sects.
Most sects only chose one event. For example, Shennongmen's team was all alchemists, and Yuling Mountain's players were all spirit beast masters.
Because in previous years, there were a total of four tracks in this sect qualifying race.
Once they win the championship, they will definitely be ranked among the four major sects.
So except that Zhengyangmen wants to win two tracks or win one championship and then get a higher ranking in the other track, so as to ensure the position of the Zongmen qualifying champion, and play in two tracks.
Almost all other sects are disciples of the same track.
It's the kind of hugging when you enter the illusion.
Looking at Penglai Island this time, it can be described as extremely greedy.
Penglai Island played a total of six people, making up a full team.
Except for three of these six people who were hunting beasts, the tracks of the other three people were simply varied.
Shen Xiaobai directly gave up the extremely introverted alchemy track, and chose the less competitive refining track.
Wei Qinghuai chose the Yuling track without any dispute.
Junior sister Song Xi is the only seedling in the puppet track, winning the championship right from the start.
But they couldn't tell what was wrong, after all, they were also strictly abiding by the rules of previous qualifying matches.
It is true that among these sects, none of them can come up with a disciple who can occupy a track by himself.
This grievance can only be swallowed by knocking out teeth.
When everyone was thinking about it, the scene in front of them changed, and they all entered the Great Secret Realm.
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