Everyday, the Demon Lord is Escaping His Marriage

This is Zhuang Tian's second trip to Shangqing Xianmen.

The first time I went with Master, he was only 15 years old that year.

Then... the Lingxiao Palace withdrew from the Wanmen Martial Arts Competition, and never appeared in front of the public again.

Zhuangtian walked in a hurry, and there was no guide around him, so he went around for a long time before he found the main entrance.When he declared his family name, the young disciple guarding the door was quite confused for a while, and even asked someone to ask the elders of the Shangqing for advice, and only after making sure that Zhuangtian was not lying did he let him go.

Elder Qianyang is in charge of the Wanmen Martial Arts Contest, Zhuang Tian only needs to sign up with him, and there is no need to call on the busy Lu Mingfeng.

The appearance of Zhuangtian attracted the disciples of the Qing Dynasty to look sideways, discussing the origin of this person, some disciples even went to the library to browse, deeply doubting whether there is such a sect in this world.

When Zhuangtian came out, he happened to hear others discussing how his apprentice was doing, and Zhuangtian gave him a fierce stare.

It made the disciple tremble with fright.

What the fuck?

Who dares to say that my apprentice is not good, I will stare at you to death!

Zhuang Tian walked away with his head held high and his chest held high.

At night, Elder Qianyang sorted out the roster and handed it to Lu Mingfeng in the Shangqing Hall.

"It's almost the same as last year, with a total of [-] households. Those who should participate have participated, and there are even a few more fairy schools. The one worth paying attention to is the Lingxiao Palace in Lingxiao Peak." Elder Qianyang said.

Lu Mingfeng stopped holding the brush, raised his eyebrows, and really thought for a moment: "Lingxiao Temple? But... Zhuangtian's sect?"

Elder Qianyang: "Exactly."

Lu Mingfeng paused: "I heard, where did the eldest son of Yuntian Shuijing and the young master of Fengming Valley go?"

"Yes."

"What's so strange about it?"

"This..." Elder Qianyang said, "Unknown, ordinary. Even if they have their current fame, they earned it back after they apprenticed to their masters. Presumably Lu Yao has already told the head teacher about the Mingyue Valley. Chu Tianyu and Hua Qingkong turned the tide."

Lu Mingfeng: "The two of them..."

"Very qualified, with outstanding talent." Elder Qianyang said after considering his words, "Especially that Hua Qingkong, who was able to kill the disciple of the left guardian of the Fenqing Palace at such a young age, it is not surprising. I sent someone to visit In Mingyue Town, according to what the people said, Hua Qingkong used a purple bamboo flute to make Moxiu go into chaos, go berserk, and even commit suicide."

Lu Mingfeng was very surprised: "Lexiu?"

"It's probably true, it's a pity not to go to Yeyou Mansion with such a talent." Elder Qianyang is a person who loves talents, and he laughed when he thought of this, "The legend of him in the Mingyue Valley is amazing, and it is finally reported by the Lingxiao Palace. He will definitely come when the Wan Clan will meet, the head teacher can see it with his own eyes."

Lu Mingfeng nodded in agreement: "Since he is a newcomer in the immortal way, he should pay attention to it and give him some proper advice. Don't be stingy just because he is a disciple of another sect. We are all in the immortal way and should help each other."

"The head teacher has a mind that embraces all rivers and rivers, and Qian Yang admires him."

Zhuangtian returned to the Lingxiao Palace with great arrogance, took a shower and changed his clothes, and took a nap. The next morning... the evil fire also went down.

He began to doubt himself, did he do something wrong?

Although my apprentices are amazing, they are all children after all. The sixth child is playful, the seventh child is not bad, and the eighth and ninth child have just practiced for a year. Fried dough stick...

Not reliable not reliable.

Wen Yuan and [-] are used to being idle, and Zhuang Tian doesn't expect them to win, but puts all his hopes on Hua Che and the others, which is a bit too much.

Inappropriate. Inappropriate.

Not to mention the Wanmenhui Musanglongwohu, they couldn't get a good ranking at all, even if they were barely at the bottom, how much suffering and suffering would they have to suffer?

How embarrassing to be beaten on the ground by those seniors?Will it crush their self-esteem and never recover from it?

Losing is a small matter, but hurting self-esteem is a big matter.

The self-esteem of this group of children is stronger than the other, and the seniors in the world of cultivating immortals especially like to spoil the newcomers and take pleasure in bullying the newcomers.

That's all for the other family, what's the status of their Lingxiao Palace?Even if they insult and bully face to face, what can they do?

Zhuangtian suddenly felt powerless. For the first time in his life, he felt that he was too useless and useless, unable to support his apprentice, unable to make his apprentice proudly say "I am a disciple of Lingxiao Palace", and unable to rely on his master to act as a tyrant outside .

Zhuang Tian regretted it a little.

Why did you sign up on impulse?Even if they wait for the next session, it would be nice to let them practice for another four years!

It's a pity that there is no turning back arrow after opening the bow.

The morning class was absent-minded, and the evening class was also interrupted. Even Murong Sa could see that the master was in a bad mood: "Master, those unscrupulous people at the foot of the mountain owe rent again? Just say, I'll collect the money! They don't even ask about it." Find out who I am and who my father is!"

Hearing this, Zhuang Tian felt another headache.

Even the rent is collected by the disciples, and it seems that my master can do nothing except preaching, benefiting and preaching.

"It's not a big deal." Instead of hiding and scaring them, it's better to say now and let them prepare in advance, two months...

Learn as much as you can!

"I went to Shangqing for my teacher." Zhuangtian looked at his nine disciples, "I signed up for the Ten Thousand Schools of Martial Arts for my teacher."

Everyone: "..."

Hua Che: "And then?"

Murong Sa: "So?"

Chu Binghuan: "Yes."

Zhuang Tian: "...you?"

Hua Che couldn't help laughing: "Second Senior Brother has a big mouth, if you go ahead, everyone will know about Lingxiao Palace's backsteps."

Zhuang Tian gave a dry cough and gave Zhuang Xiaoer a hard look.

"Okay, since you all know it, then it's no nonsense to be a teacher. It's nothing, it's monks from all schools and sects gather together to compete, and one, two, three, four, five, six .Our goal is not to rank, but to learn, to learn from different opponents by competing with them.”

"Just go around and have fun, don't be nervous, and don't take it seriously. Friendship comes first, ranking second."

Two, three, four, five are used to idle clouds and wild cranes, and these words are mainly for six, seven, eight or nine.

Hua Che originally thought that the Lingxiao Temple would not participate in the Ten Thousand Clans Martial Arts Competition, but who would have expected that it would come so suddenly, as soon as Mei Cailian left, Zhuang Tian would sign up.

Hua Che could guess that it was probably Mei Cailian who said something that made Master angry, so she acted impulsively.

After dinner, Hua Che studied the music score for a while, and was about to take a rest after taking a bath and changing clothes.

Lying on the bed, Hua Che suddenly couldn't fall asleep, and his mind was messed up thinking about the things in his previous life. He won the top spot and attracted a lot of attention.

Everyone was covered by his brilliance. While congratulating him on the surface, they were secretly jealous.

"He is so dazzling, standing next to him makes me seem very small, sometimes I really wish that he could fall down, fall heavily, and never climb up again!"

Although Lu Yao's words made him feel heartbroken, it was the truth and the truth.

Lu Yao spoke out the aspirations of thousands of monks.

In her previous life, she was young, frivolous and ignorant. She only knew how to burn herself too much and bloom herself, but she didn't know that she had become a thorn in the side of others.

Being too good is not a good thing.

Especially the intriguing Shangqing Xianmen.

Sometimes I think about it, that I can survive safely in the Shangqing Xianmen, it is really smoke from the ancestral grave.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is a fairy version of the harem!

Don't mention anything else, just say that Yin Wuhui is fine.If he wasn't so dazzling, he wouldn't be able to attract Yin Wuhui's attention.

Hua Che didn't want to repeat the same mistakes, so this time the Ten Thousand Clans Martial Arts Competition, he either didn't participate, or...reduced his edge, and just got a decent ranking.

Thinking of this, Hua Che suddenly missed Master a little.

He got up and walked to Lingxiao Pavilion, but there was no one there. He saw a light in the ancestral hall in the back hall, so he touched it quietly and stood outside to watch.

Zhuangtian knelt in front of his ancestors, offered incense and kowtowed.

In the end, Zhuang Tian took Master's sign, wiped it carefully, and said, "Master, Zhuang Tian made a mistake and was provoked by Mei Cailian, so he went to sign up for the Wanmen Martial Arts Competition."

"Master has been working hard all his life, eager to carry forward the sect, and eager to join the three great immortal sects, but the luck is bad, and he always misses the good luck. Before he died, the master still entrusted me to guard the century-old foundation of the Lingxiao Palace. Please don't lose the foundation of the patriarch."

"Master, are you disappointed?"

"I also feel the feeling of powerlessness."

"I also accepted my fate. I don't have that diamond, so don't have that unrealistic daydream. However, the appearance of Tianyu and Qingkong made the disciple think that he shouldn't have. The disciple wants to count on them to give Ling Xiao Treasure Hall fights for breath."

When Zhuangtian said this, he smiled wryly: "I am such a useless master, I expect my disciples to strive for glory. Mei Cailian is right, the disciples may have really delayed them. Tianyu and Zhaoyao should go to the Qing Dynasty , Clear Sky should go to Yeyou Mansion, Xiaoyan should go to Fengming Valley, no matter who you worship as a teacher, it is better than following me."

Zhuang Tian wiped away his bitter tears, and the crane beside him seemed to feel the sadness of his master, and lowered his head listlessly.

Zhuang Tian knelt down and kowtowed: "The patriarch is above, Zhuang Tian hereby begs, please bless your disciples and grandchildren, and bless them safe and sound. It doesn't matter the ranking or grades of this Wanmen martial arts meeting. I just hope that they will not get hurt and live a happy life." .”

Hua Che clenched his fists and strode away from Lingxiao Pavilion.

Damn! ! !

He went to Guanghan Pavilion, without knocking on the door, he just broke in: "Chu Binghuan!"

The herbal medicine that Chu Binghuan had just dried was blown all over the sky by the night wind that filed in: "..."

Hua Che looked at him with piercing eyes, and a bewitching smile curled up on the corner of his lips: "Will you dare to compete among the top three in the Wanmen Huiwu?"