After being reincarnated into the fairy world, I created and flew many sects

Yao Shan began to sweat on his forehead. He was about to take the paper with the title written on it off the instrument and modify it. Unexpectedly, everyone present had already seen it, and bursts of laughter burst out from the crowd.

Jiang Yueli was stretching in her seat and yawning. When she heard Tian Qiyuan having fun behind her, she was confused, so she turned around and asked, "What are you laughing at?"

"Ah, senior sister." The young man immediately tightened his face and stopped smiling for a second, "It's nothing, let's answer the questions quickly."

"You still have a good relationship with me."

Jiang Yueli shook her head, turned around, raised her eyes and glanced at the three questions displayed on the white cloth.

Then, his eyes fixed on the bottom line.

"Draw a...Jiang Yueli?"

ha?

You must be sick!

Why does the written test involve drawing?

It’s me who draws the picture!

Two people from the Lichen Sect were already laughing together. Seeing that the master was about to change the topic, they hurriedly ran over to stop him.

Lin Zhao: "Master, this question is so novel. It can also test everyone's skills in drawing talismans."

Gu Nanfeng added on the side: "Yes, Master, it's all lines anyway. Whatever you draw is just a painting, so don't change it."

After saying that, he snatched the piece of paper from the master's hand and put it back in its place.

Yao Shan was angry, "Little bastards, who taught you this?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Yang's sword edge had arrived, "Old dog, take your life!!"

"Ah ah ah ah, senior brother, let's run!"

Lin Zhao dragged Gu Nanfeng and ran outside. The two of them ran all the way, regardless of whether they answered the written test or not. They didn't dare to stop and take a breath until they ran outside the venue.

The top leaders in the immortal world who were sitting in danger all stood up and looked around. In the open space not far away, the lights of swords and shadows intertwined in the wind, and the majestic spiritual energy shook the entire space to the point of collapse.

Obviously, these people are at it.

Seeing this scene, Gu Nanfeng said uneasily: "It's over, junior brother, not only have we played a big game this time, but we also seem to have betrayed the master."

Lin Zhao suddenly had an air of fearlessness, "It's okay, senior brother, what are you afraid of? If master sells it, sell it, we are the future of the fairy world."

Gu Nanfeng: "...Okay."

It belongs to be full of filial piety.

At that time, the Immortal Lord of Wangyue Sect was fighting with the elders of Yao Shan and Lichen Sect.

There is no difference. It’s just a joke about Jiang Yueli. The main reason is that when Yao Shan was confronting Zhou Yang just now, he let out his true words and said, "Wangyue Sect is a pure trash sect. It has not been well since the leader disappeared." The goods are ready…”

Can they tolerate this?

Before the direct transmission, the level of the disciples of their sect was indeed average, but none of the five immortals were vegetarians, and their strength could at least keep up with the old guys from each sect.

Especially Zhou Yang, who has Xie Nianqiu at his head, who can offend him.

When the two parties were fighting fiercely, the other sects also tried to break up the fight. After all, it seemed quite embarrassing to fight in front of the disciples.

Unfortunately, the current battle situation is too fierce.

There were more than ten people in one round, with all kinds of magic weapons and talismans flying all over the sky, and formations stacked up on top of each other, which dazzled them. In the end, they didn't know whether they were beating the other party or their own family members.

Xu Weixian retracted his hand that was about to move and sighed, "Forget it, let them fight."

Don’t even want the only surviving small square of Baiyun Sect.

It was impossible for Jiang Yueli to sit down and draw a portrait. She knew that her painting skills were limited and she was completely unable to outline her beauty. Therefore, she chose to sit cross-legged on the ground, eating melon seeds and watching the show.

By the way, record it with photo beads to keep as a souvenir.

She discovered that her junior uncle's combat power had soared since he turned back into a girl, and he had unleashed all the weird spells in the ghost world, which shocked the Lichen Sect's group of people.

They had heard about Jiang Chengxue a while ago, but they had no idea about the ghost world. After all, the ghost world and the fairy world didn't have much contact. They had practiced for thousands of years and had never seen a ghost cultivator.

As a result, when I saw him today, I realized that this ghost cultivator was purely from the underworld.

Yao Shan collapsed to the ground and opened a skeleton arm attached to his body. The next second, a black mist invaded his body. In just a short moment, a lot of ghosts of various forms appeared in front of his eyes.

He didn't know whether these things were true or false, so he had to chop wildly with his sword.

The disciples of Lichen Sect are full of questions, isn't it, the master is crazy?

Why are you gesticulating in the air?

The two groups had fought enough. They both took back their magic weapons angrily, and the tense atmosphere eased a little.

Of course, the main reason why we stopped was because we were afraid of breaking up the old bones of the Lichen Sect.

Zhao Hongchen originally thought of stopping there, but the younger junior brother didn't know how to deal with it at all. He kicked the person in the stomach and folded Yao Shan on the spot. He lay on the ground and couldn't get up.

Zhou Yang tapped the ground beside him with the tip of his sword, "Hey, do you dare to make fun of my apprentice again?"

"It wasn't me."

Yao Shan squeezed out a few words through his teeth. Who would have thought that after living for so long and being accustomed to the changes in the fairy world, he would be tricked by his two precious disciples in the end.

"That's because you're not teaching well. You have to bear the blame if you don't want to. Understand."

Zhou Yang refused to talk nonsense, put away his sword, returned to his seat and sat down properly, as if nothing happened.

The competition was still going on. Gu Nanfeng and Lin Zhao had just taken advantage of the chaos to sneak back and even secretly drew Jiang Yueli's portrait in a corner where she didn't see it.

"Hey, senior brother, we should say it or not, but our tricks are still somewhat useful."

Lin Zhao spread out the rice paper in his hand and suddenly revealed something that was neither human nor ghost. He swore that even if he risked being kicked away by his master, he would take this masterpiece up and display it.

Gu Nanfeng: "Junior brother, you still look so good-looking. Didn't we decide that whoever draws the ugliest one will get high marks?"

"That too."

……

The two of them were squatting in the corner and whispering when they suddenly heard the master's voice coming from far away, "You've finished your answers. Please hand in the paper later. The third question of this round is invalid."

As soon as he finished speaking, someone in the biography suddenly shouted: "How can that be possible!"

Then, the man walked forward in front of everyone's eyes and pressed the portrait with a crooked mouth and eyes on the magic weapon.

Jiang Yueli looked up and blurted out "fuck". She immediately kicked over the table, flew forward and grabbed Ji Ruxuan's collar, "Are you tired of riding horses?"

"Oh, my master is here today, so I'm not afraid of you."

The young man raised his head, feeling very proud.

"..."

Xie Nianqiu's scalp was numb when he heard it not far away. Just now he was joking about the Lichen Sect's relatives cheating on their master. Now, things have changed and it's finally his turn.

The man quickly stood up, dragged Ji Rushuan aside, and explained:

"Xiaoyue, don't listen to his nonsense. It was me who failed to discipline my apprentice. I apologize to you."

"sorry."

Jiang Yueli sneered, "Lao Deng, you are quite hypocritical, but you don't need it anymore."

"W-what?"

Xie Nianqiu was really afraid that she would chop Ji Rushuan in anger, and her voice trembled. Jiang Yueli ignored him and pulled out a photo bead from the mustard bag.

"I want everyone to take a look at this."