Cultivation of Immortals: Village Pen Fairy

Canglan King's Palace

In the quiet and majestic side hall, high-quality sandalwood is lingering, which has a refreshing effect. In the center of the palace, a figure is reviewing the memorial. The powerful aura of Wu Zhiren was released from his body.

Bai Ce is now the ruler of the Canglan Kingdom, the ruler of a country.If Bian Feichen was there, he must be very surprised. Bai Ce was arrogant and domineering back then, but now he is restrained and profound.

In the silent environment, there was only the sound of the pen tip scratching the memorial. Suddenly, there was a voice from outside the door. Although it was deliberately lowered, it was particularly harsh in the silence, and Bai Ce's face was a little gloomy.

"Your Majesty." The person outside the door called again in a low voice.

"Come in."

The people who walked in kept their heads down, not daring to face the sky.

He spread out his hands, and there was a list on it, "The top ten of the puppet array have been decided, please look over it, Your Majesty."

Bai Ce's complexion got better now, "Present it."

"Yes." The man submitted it respectfully.

"Bian Feichen?" Bai Ce's tone rose slightly, and he said in surprise, "This No.1 is not from Baihua Palace."

The people below did not dare to speak, but he also had doubts in his heart. Murong Bai's strength was obvious to all, and now he can only be ranked second.He gritted his teeth, recalled the previous report, and boldly said: "This person has broken through the first three levels."

Bai Ce was shocked, the first three stages of the puppet array were guarded by immortal puppets, he hurriedly asked, "How long has he lasted?"

"He broke into the second level and persisted for three breaths."

"The second level?" The jade ring finger on Bai Ce's finger was crushed, and if he insisted on ten breaths in the third level, he is a peerless genius. If he can break into the second level, and insist on three breaths, he is a monstrous evildoer.

He was not the only one who couldn't believe it. Outside the puppet formation, everyone was almost boiling. They witnessed the birth of a miracle.

Huo Longju also opened his eyes wide in disbelief, "He actually passed the third level!"

Gongyilin stretched his waist, lazily said: "I haven't broken through."

Fire Dragon Colt, "He has clearly entered the second level."

"The Immortal Puppet is not like an ordinary puppet. He already has a preliminary spiritual intelligence. Bian Feichen just took advantage of the loophole."

Huo Longju couldn't understand, but the little bird that landed on his shoulder had expected this result from the very beginning. Bian Feichen was the most outstanding disciple of the Valley of Gods and Dreams, and there were no more than ten people in the world who could compare with him in the way of divination. One, as long as the puppet's attack direction and movements are calculated in advance, it is not difficult to avoid it.And the puppet already possessed preliminary intelligence, and after a long time, he became impatient, so he simply let him go.

Sure enough, Gong Yilin quickly gave the same explanation as Xiao Quiniao thought.

Huo Longju shook his head when he heard this, "No wonder few people would take the initiative to oppose God and Dream Valley, this method is too heaven-defying."

"There are also many restrictions. Immortal puppets are only powerful in their physical bodies. When encountering passers-by, their strength will be one level above the same level. If they really meet cultivators of the same level, no matter how good Bian Feichen is at divination, he will not There is no chance of victory."

This is the gap between absolute strength.

"Anyway, I don't want to provoke such a troublesome existence." The fire dragon horse flicked its tail.

Gong Yilin smiled and said: "That's right, you are good at air combat, if someone predicts your trajectory in advance, I'm afraid it won't please you."

While they were talking, there was a scream from the crowd, "Come out, come out!"

It was Murong Bai who walked out with Bian Feichen, her face was pale and she looked very embarrassed.Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Bian Feichen, with mixed feelings, no wonder the other party was unwilling to join hands with her to break through the third hurdle alone, just this courage was moving.

No one on the field dared to underestimate Bian Feichen, and even took the initiative to make way for him.

Go under the tree and leave side by side with Gongyilin.

"Congratulations, you have broken into the second level." Gong Yilin said.

"There was a loophole," Bian Feichen said with a wry smile, "At the second level, the Immortal Puppet's strength has risen to another level, and I have no power to fight back at all."

"You're still young," Gongyilin said old-fashionedly.

Bian Feichen laughed, it wasn't him, Gong Yilin's appearance really made people think of his age, and what was even more strange was that his bone age looked very young, no more than twenty at most.Thinking of this, he shook his head. There are so many secret methods in the world, and he is at a loss with his current strength. Maybe people at the level of his master can see a little clue.

"Just now I saw someone secretly recorded a list, and now your name probably appeared in front of Lord Canglan."

"Until I see myself, I won't be recognized." Bian Feichen said indifferently: "In the past, I followed my adoptive father's surname, Bai Mingchen, and later, with the grace of Master's rebirth, I changed my name to Feichen. Let me stay away from the mortal world and soar into the sky."

"The word 'Bian' is your real name?"

Bian Feichen shook his head, "I was still a baby when I was discarded, and I don't remember anything at all. As for changing my surname to 'Bian', it is because the place where I was discarded belonged to the border kingdom of the vassal state a long time ago."

His eyes were full of vicissitudes. He was abandoned there when he was born, but when he returned, his meridians were cut off, and he was a waste. Now when he returns, he can only hide in the countryside and guard an acre of land.

"Tomorrow is the final." A dark light flashed in Gongyilin's eyes. "At that time, you go to the competition and settle your grievances. I will also take this opportunity to discuss a business with the Puppet Sect."

"Talking about business?"

Gong Yilin nodded, "Exactly."

Bian Feichen looked at him strangely. In his perception, Gongyilin should belong to the kind of empty-handed white wolf. He looked at the fire dragon horse and said seriously: "Hurry up."

Huolongju raised his head, imitating Gongyilin's tone just now, and said with great pride: "We are the ones who take away the good fortune, and we are not afraid of life and death!"

Bian Feichen's expression became even weirder, he didn't understand how this divine beast was brainwashed in such a short period of time. "It's still early." He pointed to the storage bag on his waist. "Before the fame I just made just now has not dissipated, I'll go sell my cabbage first."

Gong Yilin looked at his back, and suddenly said: "Is what you said before true?"

"What does senior refer to?"

"If you fall in love with someone..."

That day in the countryside, Bian Feichen once said, "If I fall in love with someone with all my heart and soul, he will live for me, die for me, and be broken for me."

The tone of a sentence is like an ancient well without waves, but the cruelty inside is full of words.

"Naturally." After finishing speaking, Bian Feichen's back gradually disappeared from their sight.

Huo Longju was startled when he heard that, "The word love can hurt people a lot."

"Humans have the seven emotions and six desires, while beasts pay more attention to the jungle of the jungle."

Huolongju's tone was serious, "That's wrong, the beasts will go through emotional calamity every once in a while, and their bodies are not controlled by reason. Even if they encounter a beast that is several times stronger than themselves, they will rush up to them at all costs. Pour the other party." Speaking of this, it sighed deeply, "I don't know how many divine beasts die in love calamity every year."

Gong Yilin corrected it, "That's called estrus, not love."

Fire Dragon Colt, "Aren't they all the same?"

Gong Yilin waved his hand and didn't argue with him, "Business is more important. Find an inn to stay in first. I'll think about the plan to strike up a conversation with the puppet door tomorrow." Turning his head, he happened to meet a pair of black bean eyes with probing eyes looked at him.

Gong Yilin immediately cleared his throat and said, "You have to believe that I will lead you to open up a broad road."

As he said, his hands dishonestly and quietly reached the tail of the little bird from behind.

Just one, one is enough!

At that time, with the attribute bonus of Kunpeng's tail, he will be able to improve the flying magic weapon, and his confidence in escaping will be greatly increased.

I got it!

Gongyilin's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his hand to pull it off.

"Ow!"

It wasn't the little bird that called, but Gong Yilin. He quickly took out a bottle of healing medicine, took it, and the blood hole on his arm healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The little sparrow roared at him a few times in embarrassment.

Gong Yilin also felt wronged, but he still defended himself: "You have become so small, it is inevitable that you accidentally touch your buttocks."

A killing intent filled the air.

Before the matter got worse, Gong Yilin murmured: "After the matter of Bian Feichen is over, I'll help you steal a sycamore tree."

The sycamore wood used by the phoenix to inhabit contains extremely strong aura, and a single piece is worth a thousand gold. However, the phoenix treats the sycamore wood more terrifyingly than the dragon guards the treasure, and almost never leaves it.

Huo Longju was gasping for air when he heard it, this fellow could not be crazy, he even said that he was going to steal sycamore wood.

The little bird stared at Gong Yilin, as if judging the truth of what he said, but Gong Yilin let him watch, spreading his hands and pretending to be calm.

"If what you say is false, you will pay the price in the future."

Another teleportation?Gong Yilin narrowed his eyes, "Don't worry, I've always wanted to make a bed out of sycamore wood."

Still thinking about making a bed!

Huo Longju's eyes were erratic, and he took a few steps back quietly, trying to slip away.

"Huh?" Gongyilin glanced over and let out a soft snort, which contained a threat, "Why, aren't you going to help it win a sycamore tree?"

Huolongju was about to cry, but of course he was not afraid of Gongyilin, but the little bird on his shoulder was the incarnation of Kunpeng, and a slight breath would make it uncomfortable.This is the natural coercion from the blood.

"Don't worry, I don't have absolute certainty, and I won't do it rashly."

Gongyilin smiled inscrutably, as if he had made up his mind.

This night, the people slept peacefully, but for the monks, it was a sleepless night. Tomorrow is the final. Many people seized the last time to practice, eager to win the favor of the Canglan Royal Family and the elders of the Puppet Sect, especially the latter, who would be more difficult for some scattered people. As far as Xiu is concerned, after the age, there is no chance to enter some big sects, unless he cultivates into a loose immortal and is recruited by the sect, but the latter can become very rare, only one or two successful people out of tens of millions.

But tomorrow's final will undoubtedly give them another chance. A few years ago, a cultivator who was over 40 years old used the secret technique to kill with one finger in the final final, overwhelming the crowd, and was entered by the Puppet Gate.

Now they also have the opportunity to become a dragon among men.

The author has something to say: Bian Feichen: Run fast, so that there is hope for escape.

Fire Dragon Horse: ...