Demon Venerable's Cub Raising Career [Traveling]

With the wind whispering in his ears, Qiu Yi embraced Lian Ji, and the two fell to the square eaves directly in front of the stadium.

This place has a very good view, not only can you have a panoramic view of the disciples who are competing outside the arena, but you can also clearly see the movements of Ruan Yiqiu, Wu She and others on the main stage.

Looking around, Lian Ji noticed that there were people coming and going here, most of them were the handymen of the sect and some of the chief chefs and pharmacists. Occasionally, a few stewards came and walked, but it was very lively.

"This is the place for logistics," Qiu Yi said softly close to his ear, "The place is remote and crowded with people, you and I stay here, we will guarantee that we won't be discovered."

The warm breath sprinkled on his neck, causing Lian Ji to frown and hit his chest with his elbow.

Qiu Yi took half a step back to avoid it, and said with a smile, "How many times have I helped you? Why do you like revenge so much?"

Lian Ji rolled his eyes, "I told you, stay away from me."

At this time, the first selection had already started, and the disciples outside the arena were fighting happily, but Qiu Yi didn't even look away, his eyes were always wandering on the last few people in the Qi refining area.

Lian Ji knew Cang Xiangxun's strength, and didn't care too much about how the meeting went. Seeing Qiu Yi looking into the field, he couldn't help but half-jokingly said: "I heard that Qiu Xianchang has not participated in the selection for two years. Assembly, why is it unconventional today?"

"Huh?" Qiu Yi looked back at him casually.

"I heard? Who did you listen to?"

"All the disciples in the sect say so," Lian Ji asked, "Isn't it?"

"Of course not." Qiu Yi turned his head, his eyes resting on the last white figure, "I won't participate in the selection meeting, but I will come to join in the fun."

He raised his eyebrows: "Otherwise, do you think we can find such a good place at will?"

"..."

Lian Ji finally understood the real reason why he couldn't find anyone else during the selection meeting before.

In half a day, the first part of the competition in the venue was completed.

Unsurprisingly, Cang Xiangxun's grades were second only to a late-stage Foundation Establishment monk; Su Qingchen and Mo Liang were both in the Qi Refining Area, but Su Qingchen was much better than him. It's over the line.

Qiu Yi frowned slightly and then quickly let go. He folded his arms and looked at Lian Ji, "At this time, the private servant can be ordered by the master to enter the venue. Would you like to go in and have a look?"

Lian Ji raised his eyebrows: "Qiu Xianchang wants to go in, why use other people as an excuse."

Qiu Yi rubbed his chin and smiled: "So I don't like talking to smart people very much."

"That's really unfortunate." Lian Ji said.

Qiu Yi called out the magic weapon, looked back at him, and stretched out his hand, "Are you going?"

Lian Ji didn't go to shake his hand, he jumped onto the gourd, bumped a few times before he managed to stabilize his figure.

When he stood still, Qiu Yi teased: "You really don't plan to catch me? If you accidentally fall down, it will hurt your tendons and bones, or you will fly up early."

"Thank you for your concern," Lian Ji said indifferently: "The immortal is in front, and Lian Ji dare not surpass."

Qiu Yi withdrew his hand and flew towards the field with the gourd, and he flew beside me and sighed quietly: "Why didn't I realize that you are so sharp-tongued before?"

Not long after, the two came to the infield.

The first round of assessment has ended, and the expressions of the disciples in the sect vary, most of them are delighted, and there are also some who sigh secretly.

Cang Xiangxun patrolled the front row.After looking around, his eyes stopped on the corner of the dark purple clothes.

He frowned slightly, looked around and strode over, and said in a low voice, "How did you get in?"

Lian Ji pointed to the yellow figure who left himself here and went straight to the Qi refining area, "Prince Qiu is coming, take me for a ride."

"..." Cang Xiang was at a loss for words.

Fortunately, everyone was busy with their own affairs at this time, and no one noticed the scene here.

At noon, some stewards waved their hands in the arena, and some handymen entered the arena one after another, so Lian Ji didn't appear obtrusive at this time.

On the main stage, Wu She pointed to the first-ranked monk who established the foundation for a while, and pointed to Cang Xiangxun for a while, not knowing what he was talking to Ruan Yiqiu.Ruan Yiqiu was smiling the whole time, nodding his head, occasionally showing a few expressions of interest or curiosity.

Not long after, Cang Xiangxun heard Wu She's majestic voice: "Xiao Xun, come here first, and greet Immortal Ruan."

Cang Xiangxun was taken aback for a moment, and when he looked back and saw the two people on the stage looking at him, he led Lian Ji to the other side of the open space first, and said seriously: "I have something to deal with, if the second assessment begins in a while, you Stay here and don't walk around."

something?What's the matter?

Lian Ji looked sideways at the main stage, and saw that besides Cang Xiangxun, the late foundation-establishment cultivator and Su Qingchen who ranked first were also walking towards that side, and his heart immediately understood.

Cang Xiangxun took a few steps forward, then suddenly turned around and added: "This place is no different than Jianping, and no matter what, don't act on your will, and remember not to cause trouble."

Lian Ji was about to answer, when he heard this, he rolled his eyes severely.

His temper?He caused trouble?

I actually already have this image in this brat's heart?

The back molars were grinding and grinding, Lian Ji was so angry that he wanted to laugh.

His eyes touched Cang Xiangxun's serious eyes, Lian Ji curled his lips and nodded reluctantly.

Seeing people walking away, Lian Ji withdrew his eyes, and his eyes wandered around the edge of the home court.

Qiu Yi and Mo Liang seemed to be chatting happily among a group of Qi refining monks, and they didn't plan to come here for a while.

It was exactly what he wanted.

Lian Ji stretched his fingers to his cuff, wanted to pull out a concealment talisman and turned around, and was about to cast a spell, when a burst of spiritual pressure rushed towards his face, directly approaching the sea of ​​consciousness.

Different from the powerful aggressiveness released by Wu She, this spiritual pressure is as light as clear water. If he didn't happen to need to gather spiritual energy, he would not be able to detect it at all.

Having lived a lifetime, Lian Ji knew very well that a person who can release such spiritual pressure must have extraordinary strength.He suddenly turned his head, and Ruan Yiqiu on the main stage just hooked his lips, but his eyes were not paying attention to the arena.

Not only him, Qiu Yi also seemed to have noticed something, he looked towards the main stage, adding a bit of dignity to his usual cynical expression.

The spiritual pressure was released only for a moment and then quickly retracted. Lian Ji swept around, except for Qiu Yi and himself, the other disciples looked as usual.

This feeling doesn't seem to be targeted deliberately, so what exactly does Ruan Yiqiu mean?

He frowned slightly, was it a coincidence?

There is a thin layer of sweat on the palms, which is the instinct of this body.

The instinct of awe of the strong.

Sensing that the master's mood was impetuous, the little chick on the cuff gently pecked at Lian Ji's arm. Lian Ji came back to his senses, slowly lowered his eyes, and calmly stroked the fluffy ball.

Unsure of Ruan Yiqiu's intentions, Lian Ji didn't dare to act rashly for a moment, he rubbed his cuffed pet, his mood calmed down bit by bit.

Not far away, Ruan Yiqiu disappeared from the main stage and came to the center of the venue in an instant.

Seeing this, all the disciples surrounded them together, forming a huge fan-shaped encirclement.Ruan Yiqiu raised his eyes and glanced at the crowd, and smiled: "Everyone has worked hard, and I will personally invigilate the next assessment."

As soon as the words fell, several restraints were suddenly pulled up around, Lian Ji stood outside the restraints, except for the vaguely visible figure inside, he couldn't hear any movement.

Not long after, a huge aura appeared above Ruan Yiqiu's head, Lian Ji squinted his eyes to identify it, and he was relieved after realizing that it was the Mirage.

It seems that the content of the assessment has not changed, it is still an illusion.

The formation was completed, and everyone in the restriction sat cross-legged one after another, allowing themselves to sink into the illusion.

The curvature of the corner of Ruan Yiqiu's mouth did not change, Lian Ji watched for a while, and faintly felt that something was wrong.

There is not much difference between the phantasmagoria and the ordinary illusion. Ruan Yiqiu spent a lot of time setting up the formation in person, which is really a bit tasteless.Is it really just to show off the strength of the main sect?

Lian Ji couldn't figure it out.

Before three quarters had arrived, some disciples within the restriction had opened their eyes.Ruan Yiqiu nodded slightly to them, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.

It was half a stick of incense time again, most of the disciples gradually became sober, and a few were still struggling in the phantom.After scanning the crowd, Ruan Yiqiu waved his sleeves, a blue halo of fingertips hit the spirit group, the light scattered all over the place, and the light dust scattered on everyone like gold powder.

The gold powder fell on their bodies, and the people who were addicted to the illusion suddenly woke up. After looking around, they couldn't help showing shame, lowered their heads and dared not speak.

Mo Liang is one of them.

The phantom in front of him disappeared, he opened his eyes suddenly, and looked up at the immortal-like figure in front of him, his complexion suddenly turned from red to pale.

Ruan Yiqiu removed the restriction, smiled slightly and said, "I thought you would need at least an hour, but I underestimated."

"It seems that the quota for the head sect needs to be relaxed this time," he murmured softly, which happened to be heard by everyone. "Except for the last one who has not woken up, the mood of the other disciples is considered to be qualified, so this assessment will be the first."

Mo Liang lowered his head, clenched his fists tightly, his nails were deeply embedded in his palms, and after a long while, he slowly let go.

A sense of relief flashed inexplicably in the eyes covered with layers of mist.

Those who fail the assessment will not be admitted to the main sect.

Yeah.

He closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the wetness had faded away.

Thinking of the scene in the illusion, Mo Liang bit his lip, and a blush appeared on his cheeks again.Ruan Yiqiu's voice could no longer be heard in his ears, he turned his head, looked beyond the restraint, and searched for the yellow figure bit by bit.

Qiu...Senior brother.

After Ruan Yiqiu finished speaking, he moved to the main stage in an instant, his silver hair fluttered in the breeze, and he stood in the center, saying every word, with a clear voice: "From Youshi to Xushi, I will open the micro-mirror here to conduct the last assessment."

"Before that, this place will be sealed with a restriction so that the micro-mirror can operate successfully. Before the time comes, everyone can move around in the door freely, but remember, you must come back around You hour. The opening time of the micro-mirror is only one hour. "

As soon as the voice fell, a layer of darkness suddenly fell around, and the originally clear sky suddenly became low.

"Let's all go away." Ruan Yiqiu stood on the stage, his clothes rustling as the wind blew.

The disciples in the audience looked at each other in blank dismay, hesitated for a moment, and called out the magical artifacts one by one, and left one by one.

Cang Xiang Xun summoned Qian Yin, found Lian Ji and reached out to him.

Lian Ji looked in the direction of the main stage, his gray eyes were dim.

What exactly does Ruan Yiqiu want to do?

After a long while, he held the hand of God Xiang Xun, lowered his eyes and said: "I will be back in Youshi, don't go too far."

Cang Xiangxun nodded, and took advantage of the situation to see him pulling towards him, with a faint smile in his eyes: "I'll take you to a place."

Watching the last person leave, Ruan Yiqiu licked his lips, his eyes narrowed: "Remember, don't be late."

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