The ancestor who passed through the book became a villain, and his junior sister gave up on therapy.

"Ok?"

Qin Yuan raised his eyelids with a bored look in his eyes: "Is something wrong?"

The group of people who stopped her were wearing purple and gold robes with writings on their faces, which reminded her of her future confidant Meng Tingsi.

But there is only one word written on their faces.

"Weiwan, long time no see." A cold voice came from one side. The person who came was none other than Meng Tingsi.

"It's really you!"

"Yes, I will bring you to meet my people before the competition starts." Meng Tingsi raised a smile on her lips and felt a little bit about her realm, which was still in the golden elixir.

Then he was relieved because he was distracted.

"Oh!" After he said this, Qin Yuan remembered the agreement they made at Yong'an Pond.

Recognize his people, and don’t let them lose too ugly when they face off in a competition...

etc!Losing is too ugly?

What did Qin Yuan think of? If I eliminated more than 100 players in the first round of the Jindan District and made it impossible for this competition to continue without me, would I be able to make an exception and be promoted to the Nascent Soul Group?

Then you can beat up Xia Jingyi!

[Note: Uh...you are somewhat crazy...]

She thought seriously. Those people led by Meng Tingsi looked at her with their eyes bright for a while, then deep in thought, and a question mark slowly appeared in their heads?

Is this the ruthless person that Brother Meng said?Doesn’t it look like it?

The realm is also in the middle stage of Jindan...

The young man with the word "Cong" written on his face seemed to have understood something. He hit his palm and swept back and forth on Qin Yuan and Meng Tingsi.

The girl is as beautiful as a fairy, and my brother Meng is...well, barely worthy of her.

So... what Brother Meng said is to let others free us, but what he actually said is irony. Let us free her, and Brother Meng is going to chase her!

The "Cong" boy seemed to have seen through everything, and Qin Yuan was shocked when he came back to his senses.

What does this guy look like?There is also the word "Cong" written on the face?

[Note: In the novel, this kind of person has a 99.99% probability of being in the atmosphere group. 】

"I feel like..."

Qin Yuan nodded and said to Meng Tingsi: "Don't worry, I will remember it all."

"Row…"

The two of them didn't chat much. Meng Tingsi went to the distraction group to prepare, and a few of those left behind went to the Nascent Soul group.

And the guy named "Cong" also stayed in the Jindan group.

He got a little closer to Qin Yuan and asked in a somewhat eloquent manner: "Little fairy, what do you think of our Brother Meng?"

The special meow fairy.

Qin Yuan's face was a little dark, and An Ran covered his mouth and smiled beside him.

"Don't like this title? What about little fairy?"

"..."

"I'm still a little devil..."

"You'd better shut up!" Qin Yuan interrupted him:

"I think you guys, Brother Meng, are pretty good. When you enter the competition area, you all lie down. I'm afraid of accidental injuries."

After saying that, she took the senior sisters and left directly. The boy with the word "Cong" in his name looked confused: "Why are you lying down?"

"Oh! I understand! She said that Brother Meng is very nice, which means that she is also interested in Brother Meng. The competition is recorded with a photo stone. She means that we should not beat her down, otherwise it will be too hurt in front of Brother Meng. Self-respect!"

The "Cong" guy once again saw through everything...

·

On the other side, the patriarchal seat.

Wen Ling and Xiang He sat in the second-to-last seat, just like they did in the Dao Conference, next to the mascot Hehuan Sect Master Wanci.

"Mr. Wen...don't come...don't come. You're fine..."

Wanci's expression was very stiff. For some reason, she felt a chill on her neck from the moment she sat in this position.

and also…

Why are there two Qinghuan!

Isn’t this extra one going to take my tail?

Xiang He sat behind Wen Ling and looked at the Hehuan Sect Master with slightly narrowed eyes.

This must be the fox Qing Huan played...

Tell Pang Jin boy, I want to have extra food tonight!

"Hmm..." Wen Ling nodded slightly, unintentionally sensing that Xiang He's gaze was about to make holes in others' eyes.

An argument…

Could it be because of Wanci?

She didn't understand, but she still leaned back to block Xiang He's sight.

The Lixin Tribulation was definitely not what she wanted to see happen...

Xiang He was staring at it, and the sudden approach of Qingsi made her stunned.

Qing Huan, do you want to get close to me?

She leaned forward uncertainly, and her fingers carefully touched the former's shoulders.

Wen Ling didn't react at all, and Xianghe hugged her directly from behind.

"be careful…"

You're going to make me lose my temper.

Xiang He blinked and glanced at the people following the other sect leaders, most of whom were serving tea.

Does she want me to do the same?

A certain snake was not sure. Just as she was about to pick up the teapot, a pair of white hands beat her to it.

Wan Ci was sitting in such an awkward position, so she followed the example of those people and poured Wen Ling a cup of tea, and then she wanted to look at the murderer!

"I……"

"Hmph!" Xiang He rolled his eyes and reached out to pinch Wen Ling's shoulder. Perhaps her movement was too sudden, so the master instinctively shrank his neck.

result……

Master got a slap?

"I'm going to squeeze your shoulders, but you can't hide."

Wen Ling: "..."

You were so strong that I couldn't tell for a moment which one of us was the mount...

The interaction between the few people was seen by the vast Maitreya Buddha. If they were attending a conference, he would find them really interesting.

but now……

No matter what, I don’t like it!

He could never forget what Wen Ling said to him that day when he came to visit his eldest disciple Zhou Lu.

"If my apprentice is not as skilled as others, I will have no complaints even if she is beaten to death. But if you are distracted and attack the golden elixir..."

"Do you think I'm a good person?"

The terrifying power of Sanxian swept across the audience, and Maitreya Buddha's face looked very ugly.

Before the gate of heaven is opened, how could anyone become a loose immortal?

However, when I realized that this aura was just strong on the outside but weak on the inside, I was relieved again. It turned out to be a fake immortal.

But not to mention that the fight will really break your muscles and bones, the catastrophe of the world is approaching, and there is no need to live in trouble now...

Therefore, Maitreya Buddha agreed to the supreme virtue of reciprocating tooth for tooth.

·

"Fake Sanxian..."

Maitreya Buddha looked in Wen Ling's direction and snorted disdainfully, and returned his gaze to the upcoming competition among the disciples in the Jindan District.

"The one without shoes and socks is Xiaoyuan, right?"

At the chairperson's seat, a woman wearing a large black robe and silver armor, the Qin family's symbol, lowered her head and asked him with a rosary in her hand.

"Yes..." Maitreya Buddha returned to his smiling face.

Although the Qin family has been in decline in recent years, he is still immortal and has profound insights.

Only then did the most powerful sect take the throne...