Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

When it was the evening show's turn, Lin Lingqing felt very good.

Because Fang Zhiyuan said that lights will be hung at night, the lights in Jingui Palace are indeed beautiful.Golden autumn, golden moon, golden osmanthus, golden lamp, just borrowed to reflect the sword.

The location of Lin Lingqing's competition is Nange, which is a little far from Song Youdu.Fang Zhiyuan was determined to go with his senior brother, so Lin Lingqing asked Xun San and Ye Si to bring Shen Xiaojiang who had just woken up to accompany Song Youdu.

"Little Five." Several people finished their dinner and refreshments, and before leaving, Eldest Brother Lin turned around and told him, "If you can't do it, you will admit defeat. It's not because you lost in refining weapons, so don't be ashamed."

Unlike Fourth Senior Sister Ye, who is clearly capable of fighting but dare not die, Song Youdu is... his combat prowess is really not good.

At the top of the spiritual root, the comprehension is only clever in refining weapons, and even the spells are only learned related to refining weapons.He can't even do the most basic cleanliness.

Song Youdu nodded numbly: "Okay."

——And the biggest problem is that he himself doesn't think there is anything wrong with low combat power.

This time when he came to Liuhuazhou, he seemed to have found a few good mines from vendors specializing in equipment repairs, and he already looked satisfied.

If Jingui can see a few talented weapon repairers and a few outstanding immortal weapons during the trial, it will be a worthwhile trip.

As for the ranking?

What is the ranking, can it be refined?

So with his state of mind, Lin Lingqing is actually not too worried... Song Youdu is an idiot, but his brain is not stupid, and he knows exactly what he is looking for.

He took Fang Zhiyuan's arm, "Let's go."

into the night.

A string of clear gold lanterns hangs under the cornices, swaying slightly with the wind, emitting clusters of light.

The field that Ye Huaguo drew in the battle was on the ground, but Lin Lingqing's game was on the South Pavilion.

Disciple Xu Yun, who has always been a recluse from the world, came out for the first battle. The inns and bars outside Jingui Palace, and even the second and third floors of Hualou Le Pavilion were crowded with spectators.

The one who drew Lin Lingqing was a casual cultivator who had been very famous in recent years, his name was Lu Chenyi, but now he looked very ugly.

"Heh... Xiaoxian Jun Lin of Xuyun has long admired his name."

Lu Chen put on a perfunctory smile and clasped his fists perfunctorily, "It seems that I'm not very lucky. Little man, that is beyond comparison!"

Lin Lingqing and white robe are flowing, standing on the stage.

He said, "Give it up."

Then he glanced at the sky, thinking in his mind how to win this match as soon as possible so that he can go to see the competition between junior and junior.

Surprisingly, the skinny casual cultivator named Lu Chenyi didn't start fighting immediately, but suddenly lamented:

"Sigh... we casual cultivators all came from remote mountains and remote areas. We can't afford pills, we can't set up formations, and we can't even open caves. We have always struggled in life and death, which is better than actual combat tactics. Being weaker than spiritual energy, this is also extremely helpless!"

Lin Lingqing narrowed his eyes: "..."

Lu Chen said: "Oh, of course I dare not say that Lin Xiaoxianjun's swordsmanship is not as good as mine, of course I don't mean that."

But before he finished speaking, he licked his dry lips again, "It's just... If Xiao Xianjun thinks highly of me as a poor casual cultivator, he is willing to give someone Lu a chance."

He smiled: "You and I don't use our spiritual energy in this match, and only use swordsmanship to determine the winner or loser, how about it?"

Hearing what he said, there were boos from the audience.

Everyone cursed at the same time in their hearts: such a shameless person, such a damaging aggressive method!

Especially the disciples of some sect aristocratic families were all indignant and glared at Lu Chen.

Under the same realm, there are indeed some loose cultivators honed in life and death, and their moves will be more vicious and deadly than the noble disciples of the immortal sect... This is also a piece of knowledge recognized by the immortal world.

But the problem is - the two people standing on the competition stage now, in terms of realm and aura, can be called a world of difference!

As for the little fairy Lin Lingqinglin, everyone knows that this one grew up idle on the fairy island and fairy mountain.If he gave up using his aura and compared his moves with this old fritters, God knows what dangers would arise!

"..." Lin Lingqing was silent for a while, then turned his eyes back to Lu Chenyi, with a strange expression on his face, "You... Seriously?"

Lu Chen remained indifferent.

His immortal age is 48, and this is destined to be his last Golden Ouija Exam.

After many years of cultivation, as a casual cultivator, he thought he could finally take the opportunity to soar into the sky, but who would have expected that he would run into the first disciple of Xuyun who is a gifted man in the first battle?

He doesn't want face, he wants to win.

The more he wins and the higher his ranking, the more rewards he can get from Jingui Palace, and the more likely he will be accepted by the Xianjia sect.

But at this moment, there was a sneer from the crowd.

Everyone looked in surprise.Outside the eaves of the building, under the moonlight, Fang Zhiyuan, with disheveled hair in a black shirt, sat with his legs on a long black knife hanging in the air, and smiled coldly a few steps behind Lin Lingqing.

In fact, he didn't want to laugh on purpose, but he couldn't hold it back.

This casual cultivator actually tried to compete in swordsmanship with his senior brother?

Lin Lingqing's realm in his previous life had already been a half-step catastrophe, and now that he was reborn, what limited his true strength was none other than his cultivation—but this casual cultivator actually felt that as long as he didn't compete with Lin Lingqing in cultivation realm, he would have A silver lining!

If you play carefully, you will be mistaken by cleverness.Where did this fool come from, how could he not laugh?

But everyone didn't know what was going on, they only thought that Fang Zhiyuan was gloating, and they couldn't help being shocked: Could it be...the rumors that Xu Yun and his two disciples had a secret disagreement were really true! ?

Lu Chen didn't know the reason for Fang Zhiyuan's laugh, but he didn't think it was enough, and added: "I take it seriously! Lin Xiaoxian is a disciple of Taoist Xuyun, so naturally he wouldn't be afraid to compete with others in swordsmanship, would he?"

Unexpectedly, Lin Lingqing readily admitted: "I am lazy in practice, and my swordsmanship is actually not very good."

Lu Chen smiled all over his face: "This is too modest..."

"It's a good thing though," Lin Lingqing interrupted him lightly, brushing his fingers over the hilt of the sword, "I don't need to use my sword in this fight with you."

After all, Lin Lingqing didn't even look at it, and threw the Tunan sword in his hand behind him!He obviously didn't look back, but the sword made a semi-circular arc and fell into Fang Zhiyuan's hands accurately.

The audience was in an uproar.

Lu Chen's face was slightly stiff, but his heart turned to secretly happy, secretly thinking that his aggressive method really worked for such an arrogant sect genius.

He showed his sword without being ashamed: "Xiao Xianjun is a master of art and bold, and someone like Lu wants to use a sword..."

"You can do whatever you want, I don't use a sword," the white-robed youth looked cold, with a half-smile on his lips, "I don't use aura either."

"Look, don't blink." The slender index finger stuck to the bright red lips, "I'm just doing one trick for you."

Before the words fell, Lin Lingqing's figure disappeared instantly!

Suddenly the wind blows!

The lantern on the eaves suddenly shakes——

The toe of the snow-white shoe stepped on the oiled paper lantern, and the flame inside just swayed slightly.

So fast!

How could it be so fast without using aura? ?

Lu Chen's whole body was tense, and the white shadow flashed rapidly in front of his eyes, leaving only a series of afterimages.

His eyes are rolling wildly, where are they?Where! ?

Suddenly there was a chill down the spine.With the horizontal sword in front, Lu Chen turned back, his eyes hit a piece of snow-colored sleeve.

--found it!

Sanxiu grinned arrogantly, suddenly poured all his spiritual energy into the tip of the sword, and stabbed out with great strength!

It is agreed that the two parties will not move their spirits...

But how much is "good agreement" worth?

How does the little delicate flower who is protected and blooms in the fairy gate of the world know the danger of the poisonous scorpion in the muddy forest.

The first rule of the Jingui test is that there are fatalities on the test stage, and the contestants and their families and clans are not allowed to seek revenge for the result of the test.As long as he wins this game, his future will be bright!

He won.

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Jingui Palace, Zhongge.

Song Youdu stood on the field, but was stunned.

Before he came to the battle, he had the sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root made by the big brother in his mouth, thinking about the half-drawn mecha blueprint in his mind, and didn't pay attention to his opponent's name at all.

Because he had made a plan early in the morning, and after he entered the field, he would play two random moves.

But now, Song Youdu looked at the young man in red brocade clothes opposite him, and he remained silent.

Although he is a "crazy weapon refining maniac", he hides in his tool refining hole every day and cannot come out, without the common sense that a monk of the immortal family should have.But there is only one family crest of the Xianmen, which he can still recognize.

Nine Fire Zhu Qi.

The opponent standing in front of him... is indeed Fang Zhilong, the eldest son of Zhu Qi's Fang family, the younger brother of the eldest son Fang Chifei!

The author has something to say: Lu. Cannon fodder. Chen Yi: I think I can surely win against my opponent.

Fang. Cannon fodder. Zhilong: I think I can bloody my opponent.

The next episode, "Legend of Jingui Trying to Slap the Face", will start broadcasting on time at [-]:[-] tomorrow night, see you there =w=