Senior sister, stop brainwashing me, I can understand your thoughts.

If the deer is not extinguished, the fire will have nowhere to vent.

Although I don't know Lao Liu System, I feel the same incompetence and madness as Lao Liu System at this moment.

"Are you a bastard? Why hide as a divine fire?" Lu Wumie shouted into the sky.

"Little brother Wu Mie, how about we, Wen Du, compose a poem with the title Bastard?" Gui Youming said in a hopeful tone, full of expectations.

[Can't you just pull him out and beat him up?]

The Laoliu system is also in a hurry.

What's more, I didn't expect that Netherworld Ghost Fire belongs to the bastard. He obviously has the strength but just wants to hide.

Lu Wumie's trip to the Demonic Abyss was to challenge the divine fire, the ghost fire, and the ghost fire.

Now that Guiyou is meditating and hiding from fighting, can he be willing?

After thinking about it, Lu Wumie looked helpless and compromised: "Since you want a literary fight and I want a martial arts fight, how about we compete once?"

"A literary fight with the title of Bastard?" Gui Youming was looking forward to it.

"Okay." Lu Wu Mian's teeth were almost broken and he could only nod in agreement.

"Tell me how you want to fight." Gui Youming appeared again. He was attacked by Lu Wumie at first, but now he is very guarded against Lu Wumie.

But he saw a sneer on Lu Wumie's face, took out two bamboo poles, and threw one into Gui Youming's hand.

"Better than fishing." Lu Wumie said.

"Huh?" Gui Youming's face was full of confusion and he didn't quite understand.

Lu Xingyan: "..." She knew that this divine fire was a fisherman.

Lu Xingze: "..." He wouldn't be surprised if Lu Wumie proposed this kind of martial arts fight. Is it normal?

The sixth system took a breath of cold air.

[Damn fisherman! You air force! At this time, I still want to catch your crappy fish]

[Is it difficult for you to stab this will-o’-the-wisp to death with a fishing rod? ah! is it hard! say! ]

[Lao Liu, calm down, he can't hear you, you can only disturb my ears]

Lu Xingze nodded weakly.

It can even reach his ears.

If it doesn't work, Lu Xingyan, please block this colorful ugly mushroom.

begging.

"This fishing rod has no hook." Gui Youming said with a frown.

Lu Wumie raised his head and smiled mysteriously: "Fishing with divine fire, those who wish will take the bait."

Lu Xingyan was speechless and turned to look at Lu Xingze.

She happened to meet the eyes of Lu Xingze who was also looking at her speechlessly.

The two pursed their lips, rolled their eyes, and said in unison: "Nervous."

The two fires made an appointment to have a martial and literary fight at the same time.

He went fishing with a fishing rod without hooks and bait, and at the same time wrote poems with the title of Tortoise.

Lu Wumie played a trick and asked whoever caught the fish first to start composing the poem.

Because of this, the two fires roasted all the water monsters resting on the bank of the cold pool. They circled a piece of land for themselves, sat side by side and started fishing.

Lu Xingyan was too lazy to look at it and leaned aside, leaning on Lu Xingze's shoulder: "It's boring and a waste of time. It's better to practice."

"The four-domain disciple sect competition is divided into professional track, sect team competition, and disciple single competition." Lu Xingze let her rely on himself and asked softly: "The ones divided by cultivation are the disciple single competition. "

"Now that our cultivation levels are at the peak of Foundation Establishment, the competition is about to begin. Should the disciples choose Foundation Establishment cultivation for the single competition?"

"You were the Demon Lord in your last life. If you have some ambition, can't you upgrade the golden elixir now?" Lu Xingyan raised his head and looked at him coldly.

Lu Xingze felt aggrieved: "..." He was just expressing whether he could practice cultivation.

"If you want to build a foundation, you can go ahead. Anyway, I'm on the Golden Elixir track." Lu Xingyan replied.

"Now that we have time, let's meditate and practice together?" As expected, Lu Wumie and the others have not taken the bait yet.

So there was plenty of time, and Lu Xingze looked forward to the invitation.

But Lu Xingyan frowned: "You haven't got the golden elixir after all this time."

"We are all still building..." Lu Xingze paused in his reply.

Because Lu Xingyan was right in front of him, he rose to the golden elixir without thunder.

The distance between the two of them was very close, allowing him to clearly feel the pure aura of Lu Xingyan's Golden Pill that had not yet been restrained.

"Why is your Golden Elixir different from ours..." Lu Xingze was silent.

The monks in the fairy world all use the Golden Ascension Pill to initiate thunder tribulation.

There are 49 golden elixirs and there are 36 thunders in total.

Lu Xingyan's golden elixir rises instantly, and it can't be struck by a single thunderbolt?

"I have more than one golden elixir." Lu Xingyan ignored Lu Xingze's shock and curiously studied the changes in his body.