Crossing the Book and Meeting the Reborn Villain

Ning Qingyang didn't know what it means to be low-key by nature. Even though his cultivation was only at the heart-beating stage, when he fought with Jin Danqi, relying on his fighting experience in his previous life, he still didn't lose the wind, and even threw them off the stage in the end.This made many people have to praise Ye Junzhu for taking in a good apprentice.

Ye Junzhu smiled gracefully at those compliments, but he couldn't help muttering in his heart, Qingyang was not so powerful in the original book, could it be because he took good care of him after he crossed, and the Lingshi Lingdan was picked up in vain Sending it to the little apprentice as if coming, so let him grow up so well?

Thinking about it this way, Ye Junzhu felt a little proud that he had taught an apprentice who was as good as the hero.

After entering the top five finals, Li Wenyuan was bye in the draw and entered the finals directly without a game.Ning Qingyang drew Zhao Qian from Chengtianzong.

In the evening, Li Wenyuan began to share the information he had collected, "This Zhao Qian is the son of the elder Zhao Zheng of the Chengtian Sect. Although the word Qian is in his name, he is not humble at all, even very arrogant. .But he does have the capital of arrogance, he has already achieved Jindan before he was a hundred years old, and his strength is not weak."

"..." Ye Junzhu always had the feeling that the hero was praising himself.

Li Wenyuan looked at Ning Qingyang and said, "Qingyang, you have to be careful when you fight against him. If you can't beat him, you will admit defeat. With your understanding, you will surpass him sooner or later. You can't let yourself hurt your foundation."

Ye Junzhu was also a little worried when he heard this, so he rummaged through his storage ring, took out a set of vestments and handed them to Ning Qingyang, "Qingyang, this is the protective vestment for the master, try it on. , see if it fits well, it can withstand attacks above the Nascent Soul stage."

Ning Qingyang took the dark purple cassock, took off his outer coat and put it on. Since his figure was not as tall as Ye Junzhu, the clothes were a bit bigger, making him look thinner, and the collarbone was exposed at the collarbone.Ning Qingyang flicked his sleeves and said, "It seems a bit big."

Ye Junzhu pulled the little apprentice to look around, frowned slightly, why are gays so gay?Could it be because of gay purple?I don't know what the original owner thought, but actually made the cassock into gay purple.

Li Wenyuan smiled and said, "It is indeed a little bigger, but the competition is tomorrow, and it is too late to order the vestment now. I don't know who will modify the vestment and make it smaller."

Ye Junzhu's eyes lit up when he heard this. In the original book, it was written that Mu Ziqi made a vestment for him before he entered the secret realm in order to please the hero, and the vestment was of high quality.

But Ye Junzhu, as a monk in the Nascent Soul Stage, naturally couldn't condescend to find a junior in the Heartbeat Stage, so he sent someone to invite her over.

There wasn't much time, so Ye Junzhu went straight to the point and said, "Ziqi, can you modify the cassock?"

Mu Ziqi was slightly surprised and said, "The younger generation can indeed make robes, but it is difficult to change the robes. Every stitch, line, and line of the robes cannot be changed randomly. Once it is damaged, it may destroy the whole robe."

Ye Junzhu pointed at Ning Qingyang's cassock nonchalantly and said, "It's okay, just give it a try."

The corners of Mu Ziqi's mouth twitched slightly, he really didn't know how expensive firewood, rice, oil and salt are, how expensive cassocks are, and how rich and powerful Senior Ye is.

Mu Ziqi looked at the gay purple queen for a while, then smiled and said, "Your junior can have a try."

Ye Junzhu nodded and said, "Then you can change it, before dawn. By the way, if you have time, you can change the pattern of that dress, don't be so feminine."

Mu Ziqi forced a smile and said, "Junior do your best."

Li Wenyuan looked at Mu Ziqi and said to Ye Junzhu, "Brother, this fellow Taoist is..."

Ye Junzhu's eyelids twitched, and he forgot to send the male lead away. Could it be that Mu Ziqi is still interested in the male lead?He has a good impression of Mu Ziqi, a little girl, and doesn't want her to run over to be cannon fodder.

Ye Junzhu glanced at Mu Ziqi, who was concentrating on changing the casket, heaved a sigh of relief, and then said with a smile, "I met this on the road, monk Mu Ziqi of Daoyang Sect."

After hearing this, Li Wenyuan walked to Mu Ziqi, leaned over with a slight smile, "Mu Daoyou, I was just looking for someone to make a cassock, but I couldn't find one that suits me. After seeing your technique, I like it very much. I don’t know if you can do one for me, and I will reward you as a fellow daoist.”

When Mu Ziqi heard the deep and seductive male voice next to her ear, her hand holding the needle paused, she ground her teeth and turned to shout at Li Wenyuan, "Didn't you see that my mother is busy? She is in a hurry to reincarnate!" Damn it!Originally, it was a daunting task to complete the revision before dawn, but this male cultivator is still nagging in his ears!

Li Wenyuan was stunned by the yelling, and quickly apologized, "Sorry, I was the one to be abrupt."

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Mu Ziqi looked at the handsome monk who suddenly appeared in front of her eyes, her heart skipped a beat, her cheeks were slightly flushed, and she said, "Thank you, fellow daoist, for saving my life. I don't know the name of fellow daoist."

Li Wenyuan stood among a group of corpses of monster beasts. Although his body was covered in blood, he still maintained his demeanor. He smiled boldly, "I'm Li Wenyuan."

Mu Ziqi took out a bottle of high-grade healing elixir, handed it to Li Wenyuan, pursed her lips and said with a smile, "Fellow Daoist, deal with the wounds on your body first."

"Thank you." Li Wenyuan took the elixir, took out a white cloth, and lowered his head to wrap up the bleeding wound, not seeing that the female cultivator next to him was already in love.

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Ye Junzhu recalled the love at first sight in the original novel, and compared the embarrassing scene now, he began to wonder if what he was wearing was a fan novel.Ye Junzhu patted Li Wenyuan's shoulder and said, "Junior Brother, Fellow Daoist Mu's temper is sometimes like this, she is straightforward, so don't worry too much about it."

Li Wenyuan blushed slightly and said, "Such straightforward female cultivators are rare."

Ye Junzhu: "..." Why are you blushing?

Mu Ziqi hurried all night and finally changed the cassock. She also embroidered a huge dark red lotus flower on the left cuff and waist, matching the original black flowing moiré pattern on the edge of the robe, which looked abnormal. gorgeous.

Ning Qingyang went to the competition wearing this more feminine cassock, and was surrounded by many female cultivators along the way who asked him where the cassock was made.The overwhelmed Ning Qingyang couldn't beat them at will, so he had to let out a irritated air-conditioning.But the beauty-loving nuns rubbed their arms, and still steadfastly approached Ning Qingyang.

Standing on the competition stage, Zhao Qian looked at Ning Qingyang, who was surrounded by a group of female cultivators, with a contemptuous smile on the corner of his mouth, and said disdainfully, "It's really demeaning to fight with a woman."

Ning Qingyang glanced at him coldly, and said that the deity is a woman, so the deity will label you as a woman.

Looking at Ning Qingyang's eyes, Zhao Qian's body froze, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his back. After a while, he came back to his senses, and his heart became even more annoyed. If he didn't beat Ning Qingyang into a cripple, he would be a Golden Core stage monk in vain. !

As soon as the match started, the two fought fiercely together, and their shots were very fierce.The elders in the stands frowned slightly. It was just a game, but these two young people seemed to be killing them, but they did nothing after all. For the sake of fair competition, the stage has already set up a formation to isolate the outside world, unless The game stops when someone is kicked out or admits defeat.

Ye Junzhu sat under the stage and looked up nervously, almost forgetting to breathe.

Ning Qingyang's cultivation was one level behind Zhao Qian's, so after fighting for a while, he had to avoid Zhao Qian's attack while looking for a chance to sneak attack.

Ning Qingyang ran fast and hid accurately, Zhao Qian couldn't catch up with him and couldn't hit him, so he had to guard against his sneak attack all the time.Finally, Zhao Qian angrily took out a disc-shaped magic weapon and threw it forward. The disc circled in mid-air and quickly attacked Ning Qingyang.

Ning Qingyang felt the oppression of the magic weapon, and the secret path was not good, so he immediately dodged to the side.

The disc lost its target, and suddenly split into hundreds of sharp fragments, attacking Ning Qingyang from all directions.

Surrounded by the fragments, Ning Qingyang gritted his teeth and rushed towards Zhao Qian's position. Although he was prepared, he was scratched by the fragments on his face and hands. Afterwards, he felt that the spiritual power was coming from Drains quickly in wounds.

So it turns out that magic weapon absorbs spiritual energy?Ning Qingyang, who had figured it out, didn't dare to touch those fragments lightly. His cultivation base was not high, and his spiritual power storage in his body was not much, so he had to fight quickly.

The magical weapon was given to him by Zhao Zheng just in case. It is still very difficult to control it with Zhao Qian's ability. Once it is used, there will be no extra energy to defend it. Forced helplessly, I had to take a risk and gamble.When he watched Ning Qingyang rushing over with blood on his face, he had a bad feeling in his heart, so he quickly operated the magic weapon to stop him, but his spiritual power was almost absorbed by the magic weapon, so Ning Qingyang Yang seized a moment of opportunity.

Ning Qingyang saw that Zhao Qian's spiritual power was a little weak, he bit the tip of his tongue, the rust smell in his mouth made his mind no longer dizzy, so while Zhao Qian was panting, he rushed over with the broken sword.

No one saw Ning Qingyang's pace clearly, because he was too fast. When everyone reacted, Ning Qingyang's sword had already plunged into Zhao Qian's sea of ​​energy, and finally did not forget to hit Zhao Qian's lower-body Kicked hard.

The fragments of the disc instruments lost control, and automatically returned to discs, which fell to the ground.

Zhao Zheng was stunned for a moment, and shouted with his eyes wide open, "Zhu Zi'an dare!"

With a wave of his wide sleeves, Zhao Zheng destroyed the defense on the stage, and flew towards Ning Qingyang with his palm.

Ye Junzhu quickly flew to the competition stage to take the palm.

"Boom!" The attacks of the two Nascent Soul cultivators collided, and the competition stage was shattered by the aftermath of the attack, and even the cultivators sitting in the stands suffered some minor injuries.

Ye Junzhu "stands" in mid-air, looks at Zhao Zheng with a bad expression, and said, "During the match, life and death are strictly disregarded, not to mention that Qingyang didn't kill Zhao Qian, what is Elder Zhao trying to do to my apprentice?"

Zhao Zheng had already lost his mind at this time. One must know how difficult it is for a senior monk to have a child. If the sea of ​​Qi is exhausted, he will no longer be able to practice. It would be better to die.He didn't care what happened, so he started a fight with Ye Junzhu who was standing in front of Ning Qingyang.

Ye Junzhu was also very annoyed, "Master, brother's people are you able to bully?"

The fight between the Nascent Soul stage monks caused great damage to the surrounding environment, and the other elders could no longer watch from the sidelines, so they rushed up to separate the two.

Zhao Zheng picked up Zhao Qian, glared at Ye Junzhu angrily, and carried Zhao Qian back to heal his wounds.

Ye Junzhu glared back, and quickly turned around to support the little apprentice.

Ning Qingyang had already run out of money at this time, and he could only stand up with perseverance. He glanced at Ye Junzhu, and then fell down on him with peace of mind.

Ye Junzhu simply hugged Ning Qingyang horizontally, and rushed to the residence in a hurry.