It is said that Shizun is a devil

The guarding disciple of the meeting hall was first stunned by the ferocity of the confrontation between a Mahayana monk and a demon king, and then frightened by these two psychopaths who were fighting so hard one moment but could sleep on the same bed the next moment.This is the fine score, it is definitely the fine score!

After the guarding disciples of the meeting hall changed three shifts, there were more people in the martial arts arena of the meeting hall. The peak master Zhu Feng who took the opportunity to educate his apprentices was excluded, and he also sold melon seeds, drinks and various spiritual fruit snacks.

Han Jing was shy, watching the little nephew who peddled all kinds of snacks kept taking out handfuls of delicious-looking snacks from his Qiankun bag and selling them, and looked helplessly at the apprentices who were still fighting.

Han Jin glanced over, and the little white sheep retracted its paws, and saw its master sitting upright on the small bench, with his hands folded in his blue long sleeves, but his childish round eyes kept following someone , Immediately got angry, raised a paw and shouted: "That so-and-so who sells snacks, bring my master some crunchy fruit, fragrant fruit, dried green fruit, Izumo nectar, two catties of fragrant melon seeds and half a catty of spicy Man Niu, I will pay you after I clean up this unfilial apprentice."

The so-and-so who peddled looked at Han Jing who was indifferent, and Han Jing in the water blue robe was floating like a fairy, and cast his eyes on Han Jin.

Han Jin said softly: "Please, junior brother, add another pack of dried five-spice baby fish, and I will pay for it when I teach this sheep the difference between its owner and a pet."

The little apprentice handed a bunch of snacks to Han Jing with a delusional expression on his face.

Han Jing said in a low voice, "Thank you, nephew", without any embarrassment under the eyes of everyone, he put the snacks into the Qiankun bag, and took out a crunchy fruit the size of a fist, with ten fingers long and thin, and the fingertips were covered with a thin layer of The water film flew up and down as he scrubbed the fruit, and then ten small water snakes condensed into a ball of water, which rolled into a crystal clear and round ice bead in the sun, and was collected by Han Jing into the Qiankun bag.

Han Jing ate the fruit in small mouthfuls.

The martial arts arena was once again covered by thunder and light.

Han Jing's eating movements are very gentle, but he doesn't stop talking. No matter how gentle he is, there will be times when the snacks are exhausted. During dinner, Han Jin and the little white sheep will leave the battle on time.

Those who came to watch the master duel were reluctant to leave, so they found a place to meditate separately in the meeting hall according to the peak.

After dinner, Han Jing went to the martial arts arena by himself.

Living in harmony with the life idiot Han Jing is the practice wizard Han Jing.Although he has no obsession with the end of practice, Han Jing likes the feeling of practice, whether it is meditation or martial arts, even if he repeats it thousands of times, Han Jing still thinks that is his favorite state.The fusion of water and ice is like being in the ocean. He is the softest drop of water that wraps everything in the world, and he is the hardest piece of ice that is shunned by everything.Han Jing pursues the most natural way. As a human being, she feels the vastness of the world, but as a monk, she is not content with her own insignificance.I'm not against the sky, but I don't accept my fate either.I live in the most natural way, but I don't want to live like everyone else!

Unlike most monks who have forged their natal weapons at the Nascent Soul stage, Han Jing has no fixed weapons.Hanjing, who has a peaceful personality, is like water most of the time, so soft that he can't resist, and only when he is provoked will he show his icy side.The soft Han Jing doesn't like to wield knives and guns, and the hard Han Jing doesn't care about the sword attack. His weapon is the most abundant water spirit in the world, which is inexhaustible.

The water mist is lingering, the water sleeves are fluttering, and the blue water cover reflects the stars all over the sky in the darkening night.The martial arts field on the top of the mountain is almost connected to the sky, and the soft water curtain naturally takes over the picture scroll of heaven and earth, causing a galaxy to fall.The sky and the earth are vast, and everything is doomed, only the layers of water gauze clothes that are as thin as cicada wings but reflect the stars and rivers in the sky on the martial arts arena, wrapping the Dharma at the junction of the sky and the earth, falling into the human world in the starry sky.

As an orthodox Taoist cultivator, the posture of the cold clean seal seal is standardized like a textbook. His moves are ordinary, but he can fight steadily. From the basic formulas to the gradually advanced ones, the majestic spiritual power of Mahayana monks is like a trickle. , every point is just right.His heart left Qixia Peak, merged into the active water spirit in the world, and felt the comfort of being wrapped by the water spirit all over his body.

So Han Jing likes to practice, not for the sake of standing on a high place, but just for the feeling of merging with the spirit of water and touching the heaven and the earth.Hanjing's practice is never hard, and practicing in Hanjingyuan is his favorite thing.

Han Jin looked at the idiots surrounding the martial arts arena with an unhappy expression, and wanted to hide the master.

When the moisture around Han Jing became more and more dense, the surrounding disciples also meditated on the spot.The performance of martial arts by Mahayana monks has benefited a lot from most disciples.Different from the fighting style between Han Jin and the little white sheep, Han Jing's practice is to communicate with the heaven and the earth. People with low cultivation level can easily enter the harmony of heaven and man with the Mahayana monks who are integrated into the aura of heaven and earth. One realm.It's just that Mahayana monks don't appear often on weekdays, and even if they do, they won't practice in front of strangers, because when Mahayana monks are fully absorbed in their feelings, they are also the most vulnerable time to be hurt, and if they are not careful, it is the law of heaven and earth. Backlash, someone like Han Jing who enters the law of heaven and earth as if no one else is there is probably only when two monks whose strength is comparable to Mahayana are watching over him.

Now most of the people who can appear in the meeting hall are the peak masters and direct disciples of various peaks, so those with low cultivation bases can rest assured to follow Han Jing to enter the law of heaven and earth.As the former suzerain of Xiawei Sect, Han Jin is still very trustworthy.

In fact, although Han Jin really wanted to pull Han Jing back to Pingbofeng so that so many people would not see him, he still dutifully took care of everyone.Although the little white sheep has no feelings for Xiaweizong, but the master has grown up in Xiaweizong with deep feelings, so he has no choice but to protect the Dharma reluctantly.

The owner is simply big-hearted!It’s okay to be in Pingbofeng, but can’t you meditate and sleep at night when you’re outside? !Such a master simply broke the sheep's heart!

Han Jing reviewed all the formulas in an orderly manner, consumed half of his spiritual power, separated from Shui Ling happily, and returned from the world, only to notice that the round martial arts arena was full of dark people, and looked at him in confusion. Han Jin.

Han Jin smiled: "They are enlightened by the master's side, so don't disturb them. It's time for the master to take a bath, change clothes, and go to bed."

Han Jing nodded, her body was full of water, and it was the most comfortable time to soak in the water.

Everyone is at the edge of the martial arts arena, and the meeting hall is empty.Han Jin took out the tub from the Qiankun bag, and the water around Han Jing jumped into the tub, and soon the water filled the tub.Han Jin brushed the water surface with his palm, stretched out his hand to test the water temperature, took out the cold clothes and put them aside, picked up the little white sheep who was struggling to grab the side of the tub: "Tuter is going out first."

Han Jing nodded.

The little white sheep struggled with all four hooves, looked at Han Jing pitifully, and said hoarsely, "Master, master, I want to take a bath too."

Han Jing opened his mouth, but before he could speak, Han Jin smiled slightly, and flashed outside the door with a sheep in his hand, and set up a barrier.

Han Jing: "..." Actually, the little white sheep is so small, it's okay to wash them together, saving water is everyone's responsibility.

The meeting hall was full on the first night.

The current suzerain, Xu Huan, took a look, confirmed that the several peak masters who usually disliked each other were honestly taking the time to educate their apprentices, and left.

"I always feel that Xu Huan hates me a little bit." Han Jing who happily greeted Xu Huan but was left out said to Han Jin delicately, "Xuan Huan was not like this when he was a child, he always came to play with me with a playful face. Brother Suzerain always said that he was afraid that he would lead me badly, so he wouldn't let him play with me, but Xuan Huan especially liked to play with me, and he said that if he was caught like this, he would be punished lesser."

Looking at Han Jing's melancholy little face, Han Jin felt bitter.

"When he was young, he was the least like a big brother," Han Jing looked at the direction where he was slowly leaving, as if he had traveled through 300 years, seeing that mischievous child, and couldn't express what he felt in his heart, "but now it seems that, After growing up, he is the person who resembles the elder brother the most. That's right, the elder brother is most optimistic about him."

Han Jin nodded: "Senior brother Xu is the best candidate for the suzerain. If it wasn't for the uncle... who left in a hurry, and senior brother Xu Xu wasn't by his side, it wouldn't be my turn to take the seal."

Mentioning Samana, Han Jing felt a little depressed: "I don't know if senior brother has found a chance, although senior brother always laughs at me, but among senior brothers, I still like senior senior brother the most."

Han Jin pulled the corner of his mouth and forced himself to smile: "Master, what are you having for lunch?"

As expected, Han Jing was distracted: "How about grilled fish?"

As an apprentice with the twin spirit roots of thunder and fire, barbecue is a must!

Han Jin said: "Okay, the little white sheep is going to catch the fish."

The little white sheep basking quietly in the sun looked up angrily: "Why me? I won't go! Stupid apprentice go!"

Han Jin asked, "Do you want to eat?"

"want!"

"Can you bake?"

Little White Sheep: "..." You know how to bully sheep!

After several disciples broke through sitting outside the meeting hall, someone finally entered the third stage of the apprenticeship trial.Han Jing moved a small bench to watch the people who entered the third level show their talents.

"Wow, the piano is played beautifully!"

The little white sheep snorted, Chunchou qin fell under his paws, he raised his little paw lightly, and even Han Jing, who had no talent, could hear the sound of the qin, this is the real sweetness.

Han Jing closed her mouth, but she looked at the little white sheep with different eyes.Han Jin was flustered when he saw it, so he immediately pulled out a group of disciples who joined in the fun and improvised a band, playing and singing in Han Jing's ear.

It's so loud and ugly, did all these direct disciples come in through the back door?Han Jing, who couldn't bear to hit these hard-working disciples, went to meditate silently.

When the first person who passed the test came to the door of the meeting hall, he heard the noisy and messy sound inside like a vegetable market.

"..." Xia Weizong should be a serious sect!

Mahayana monks were present, and everyone was waiting for Han Jing to pick first.Han Jing didn't know why, most of the peak masters present are of the same generation as him, he entered the door late, and there are few juniors, so he said respectfully: "Senior brothers, choose first, and juniors dare not go ahead."

The peak masters were still waiting to resign, Han Jin said loudly: "Masters, please choose, I will only accept one disciple at Ping Bofeng."

Ping Bofeng has always devoted himself to cultivating only one student, and has very strict requirements on the talent of the student.Maybe even after a trial, there is no disciple who can enter Pingbo Peak's eyes. This is well known in Xiawei Sect, and the peak masters no longer refuse, and start to choose disciples according to their own wishes.

Soon, the whereabouts of the new disciples who entered the meeting hall one after another were determined, and the disciples who had not yet arrived at the meeting hall were no longer favored.People have already left one after another, Han Jing and his seniors congratulated and said goodbye one by one, sitting on the small bench and looking at the people who are still stuck in the second level.

Han Jin followed Han Jing's gaze, and asked in a low voice, "Master, is there anything you like?"

Han Jing shook his head, pointed to a place and said, "Look, Jin Er."

It was a man in black, and he was said to be a man, because he was already a little older among a group of teenagers.A colorful bird stands on the man's shoulder, and the bird has been pecking at the man's face with its beak.

"I've been in an illusion for a long time, and I can't wake up the feathered bird. I'm afraid it's a deep-rooted demon." Could it be that the master has taken a fancy to him?

The little white sheep lazily opened his eyes and paid attention to the man who was talked about by the two masters and apprentices, and commented: "It turns out that there is a stupid apprentice like you who has not graduated from spiritual beast studies. Not as good as the master."

"..." Han Jing, who didn't recognize the bird at all, looked at the picture calmly, with a look of "I recognized it a long time ago", very unpredictable.

Of course Han Jin was not willing to expose him, and followed the words of the little white sheep: "Caifeng is a divine beast, are you sure?"

"Both are divine beasts, I will not admit my mistake." The little white sheep yawned on Han Jing's shoulder, "It's either a colorful phoenix or a colorful phoenix. You have to wait until it shows its belly to know whether it's a male or a female."

Han Jin: "...what does Master think?"

Han Jing said blankly: "I haven't seen its belly, I just think this bird looks pretty, so I took a second look."

The lazy little white sheep immediately stood on Hanjing's shoulder full of energy, glaring at the colorful beast that looked several times bigger than him in the picture: "Hanjing, what kind of eyes are you! This is also called good-looking, and the colors are messed up. , It must have fallen into the paint vat! Look at my fur, touch my fur, can bird feathers compare to my fur! "

Han Jing hurriedly smoothed the hair of her own beast.

Han Jin frowned as he looked at Caifeng/Huang and the man in black.

In the entire land of Zhongzhou, there are very few divine beasts in this world, and if they can be selected by divine beasts, they will not still be in a simple illusion. It is really a waste.

"Master, what do you think of him?" Han Jin asked, pointing to the man in black.

Han Jing took a closer look: "The appearance is average, and the aptitude of the three spiritual roots is average, but the bird is good-looking."

Han Jin: "..." I must be too dirty!How can I face such a pure master when I am so filthy!

The little white sheep continued to blow hair: "What do you mean a bird is good-looking! Your sheep, ah bah, your light-removing beast is the most beautiful beast in the world, okay?!"

Han Jin looked at the people around who hadn't left yet, all of them looked like "Oh, what are you talking about so embarrassingly, the baby can't understand", pressed the throbbing blue veins on the forehead, and casually installed a silence barrier.

The man in black in the picture has no idea that someone is talking about his bird, and a trace of blood drips from the corner of his mouth.

Han Jing groaned, stood up, gathered a cloud of pure spirit with his fingertips, and touched the forehead of the man in black.

A hundred miles away, the man in black suddenly opened his eyes, Caifeng/Huang stopped pecking and rubbed against the side of the man's face.There was still water spirit in the air, and the slightly cold icy water circled around the man's body for a circle before dissipating suddenly.

"Does Master want to accept him as a disciple?" Han Jin's tone was sour.

Han Jing shook his head: "The demons are strong, it's hard to accept my thoughts, let's go, go home."

Han Jin became happy, glanced at the man in black, frowned slightly, and immediately let go.

If you don't accept it today, no one can enter the eyes of the master. This disciple will probably be accepted sooner or later.

Let's see the future.

The author has something to say:

Hehehe, I'm going to apply for a contract, I'm curious to try it out, and I want to know what will happen after signing the contract.But looking at this click, it is estimated that I will be rejected ugly, it doesn’t matter, I’m here to play anyway, I have to try to upgrade, the second update will make up ten chapters, am I a bit of integer obsessive-compulsive disorder (ˇˇ)