The protagonist is blocked by me [Quick Transmigration]

"Have you heard about it? The ancestor of Lingchanzi on Kangyang Peak has accepted his apprentice! I want to participate in this sect competition!"

"Apprentice? Hehehe... Maybe it's not as simple as an apprentice?"

The two people who spoke showed tacit obscene smiles, but before the smiles could be fully revealed, they were hit on the head by two fireballs.As a result, smoke rose from the tops of the two people's heads, and the two little Taoist priests who were holding their buns just now escaped into the empty door in a blink of an eye.

Meaning that both of them became bald.

"Who is behind!"

The two men pulled out their swords and pointed at the back together.

Then a young man wearing a blue robe came out. This man had a handsome face and a calm posture, but he also had a good appearance.

"Duan...Master Duanmu..."

Duanmu is the chief disciple of Yan Ji, the master of Feiyang Peak. When these outer disciples saw him, they would politely call him Master Duanmu.

"Well, since you know that you want to call me uncle when you see me, it means that it's not unreasonable. If it's not unreasonable, you should know the generation of the apprentice that the ancestor of Kangyang Peak accepted. Even I have to see him. Properly call him Master Uncle, not to mention those of you who are practicing in the outer sect?"

Speaking of this, Duanmu sighed slightly, if it wasn't for him, Lin Qing wouldn't have become the master uncle on Kangyang Peak.

It has been more than three months since Lin Qing went up to Kangyang Peak.

I don't know if he... is doing well or not.

"Let me remind you kindly, everything is well-behaved, and if it's not your turn, don't even think about it."

Up and down the Kangyang Peak, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at Lin Qing. After all, the throne of the master of Kangyang Peak, Ling Chanzi, who passed down his disciples, is the sweet pastry that everyone covets in the entire Jiuyuan Continent.

Don't care what kind of direct disciple this direct disciple is.

Duanmu sighed again.

He went up to Zhengyang Peak with his saber, but he didn't want to go up the mountain at all, he tended to take two steps and take one step back.

But this road is so long, when it is time to arrive, he will naturally arrive.

Then when he raised his eyes, he saw Ling Chanzi sitting beside the sect leader, and Lin Qing sitting in Ling Chanzi's arms.

Lin Qing was probably the only one who could sit on the main seat and still sit in the arms of the ancestor in such a posture in the entire Jiuyuan Continent.

The Zongmen Grand Competition of the Zhengyang Sect is held every ten years, and the participants are all second-generation disciples from various peaks and halls. These second-generation disciples can choose to participate in different levels of competitions according to their own cultivation levels.

Lin Qing has just practiced qi now, so it is natural to sign up for the competition during the qi training period.But Duanmu was different. He had already built the foundation a few days ago, and he participated in the foundation-building competition. If it wasn't for meeting Lin Qing, he didn't have to come today.

But Duanmu was not the only one who didn't have to come today.

In fact, they didn't even have to come with the head of Zhengyang Sect and the thirteen halls of the Seven Peaks, but who made Ling Chanzi, the master of Kangyang Peak, also arrive?Even if it was to show their faces in front of the ancestors, they dare not not come.

In addition, those disciples from various peaks who wanted to take a good look at what kind of character Lin Qing was also came.

Therefore, the main peak of Zhengyang Peak today can be said to be crowded with people, very lively.

certainly.One person was absent.

Yan Ji.

Zha Yu also discovered this fact.

In fact, Zha Yu never cared about the Zongmen Grand Competition or not.He just wanted to leave Kangyang Peak.

But after finally going down the mountain, he still didn't see the person he wanted to see. Instead, he was trapped in Yan Ji's arms and became the biggest laughing stock in Zhengyang Sect.

"Ah Qing, are you nervous?"

Lu Wu hugged Zha Yu from behind and stroked him gently through Zha Yu's clothes.

"Ah Qing is participating in the Zongmen Grand Competition for the first time, so she should be nervous... But Ah Qing, don't be afraid, Ah Qing is so powerful, no one can beat Ah Qing..."

Lu Wu's voice is not loud, but which of the more than a thousand monks present is not sharp-eyed?So every word of Lu Wu was heard in the ears of those people.

But they cared more about the ancestor's attitude towards Lin Qing.

With a gentle expression and a lingering tone, it seemed that Lin Qing could only fit in her eyes.There were rumors in the Zhengyang Sect that the ancestor loved Lin Qing so much. At that time, they thought that the rumor was just a rumor, but now that they have seen it with their own eyes, they know that the ancestor loved Lin Qing too much. And nothing less.

So those who are jealous, envious, uncomfortable, and want to compete with Zha Yu so that the ancestors can look at him with admiration, there are thousands of expressions in the eyes of a thousand people, but there is one look that is the same.

Just disdain.

They can see through Zha Yu's cultivation base at a glance. How can a monk in the early stage of Qi training be considered as having no opponent?

Besides, there is nothing extraordinary about this person.

Even if a face is good enough to look at, among the tens of thousands of cultivators, which one is ugly?

If this person can be favored by the ancestors, why can't they.

How many people are gearing up, waiting for the moment when Zha Yu will play.

The moment has really arrived.

The deacon elder who presided over the competition beat the gong, the previous competition was over, and the one left on the ring was a big, round, bearded man.

This person's strength is really good, after all, he is a monk who has practiced Qi Dao Consummation, and even Zhan Yi and 15 people did not show the slightest fatigue.After victory, he yelled loudly in the air, so loud that the whole Zhengyang sect could hear him, then he turned around and stared straight at Zha Yu.

Those eyes were full of provocation.

Cha Yu could see it.

He pushed Lu Wu away and stood up from his arms.But just when he was about to leave Lu Wu, Lu Wu suddenly took him by the hand and brought him back to his arms, and then kissed Zha Yu's face fiercely in front of thousands of monks of Zhengyang Sect. lips!

Everyone present took a deep breath!

Zha Yu was even more anxious, staring at Lu Wu with his eyes, struggling with his hands to beg Lu Wu's coercion.But his struggle was useless, Lu Wu still controlled him firmly, and when he had kissed enough, he let go of Zha Yu's mouth and touched Zha Yu's ass instead.

Lu Wu just wants everyone to know that Zha Yu belongs to him alone, that is, the person who should be present most is not there.

However, this does not prevent Lu Wu from being in a good mood to kiss Zha Yu.

"Don't be afraid, Ah Qing... I'll wait for you to come back here..."

The smile on Lu Wu's face deepened.Cha Yu sneered.

In fact, what Lu Wu wanted to do, Zha Yu knew better than him.

Zha Yu just didn't understand one thing, that is why Lu Wu taught him kung fu seriously, and he was not stingy about the classic kung fu.

Zha Yu looked up at Lu Wu, and then walked onto the ring expressionlessly.

On the contrary, the big bearded man opposite was very noisy.

"Yo, I'm willing to come down, I thought you were huddled in the crotch of the ancestor and dared not come out, hahahahaha——"

This man laughed wildly, and even many monks in the audience laughed together. They didn't understand that Lin Qing had become Ling Chanzi's direct disciple, and now they finally had a chance to humiliate him. How could they do that? Let it go for nothing.

This bearded man is no exception.

He came to Zha Yu step by step, as if to demonstrate to Zha Yu, his footsteps were deliberately heavy.Every step he takes, leaves an inch-thick footprint on the ring.

"If you kneel down and give me three craps and shout three times 'I'm just selling ass', I'll be gentle and not slap you in the face... How about it?"

This man's proud face is really annoying.

But before Zha Yu could make a move, the man in front of him stared wide-eyed. His two eyeballs protruded outwards, as if they were about to fall out!

The ferocious expression is very terrifying!

He clasped his head in his hands and shook vigorously in the arena, and then fell to the ground and rolled over non-stop, the sound of wailing was so shrill that even Zha Yu felt cold sweat breaking out when he heard it.Zha Yu didn't know why, so he had to take a few steps back to give the man a rolling position, but kept staring at the man.

Seeing that he stretched out his hands and kept scratching his skin, and his nails were full of his own flesh and blood, he didn't feel any pain. He just kept digging, and bloodstains were already showing everywhere on his body!

Zha Yu suddenly understood something, and turned to look at Lu Wu who was on the main seat.Seeing his eyebrows and eyes crooked, he smiled deeply.

"This man's mouth is too unclean."

Lu Wu seems to be explaining to the peak masters on the main seat.

After all, no one has ever interfered in the Zongmen Grand Competition, and no one has used such cruel means to punish an unknown second-generation disciple!

But Zha Yu knew.This was said to him.

Zha Yu turned her head again, and saw that the man was already lying on the ground and did not move. His body was covered with scars and there was not a piece of intact flesh. The whole person was spread on the ground like a pool of rotten meat.

He retched in his abdomen, and his eyes were choked by the bloody smell.

Zha Yu had never killed anyone.I have never seen... such an extraordinary death.

Even though Zha Yu didn't want to admit it, Zha Yu felt it.

He was afraid.

"It should be next."

Before the deacon elder in charge of the competition recovered from the shocking death, a long and leisurely voice appeared next to his ear.

"...Uh, yes, next one. Meet Zhou Yanghui, the second generation disciple of Yangfeng."

This person staggered onto the ring, and before the competition started, there was already a puddle of water under his feet.

But Lu Wu didn't give him a chance to compete.

Lu Wu raised his hand slightly, and this person flew out of the arena like a kite with a broken string, or... also flew out of Zhengyang Peak.

"This man looks ugly. Not like it."

"...Next, Meng Lan, the second generation disciple of Qianyang Peak."

"The man behaves impetuously. Not fond of it."

"Next, Su Ziyang, the second generation disciple of Tiyang Peak."

This Su Ziyang is obviously smarter than the previous ones. As soon as he got on the stage, he immediately knelt down to Zha Yu and shouted, "This disciple is not talented and skilled, so he is definitely not as good as Master Kangyangfeng's uncle. I hope that Master Uncle will show mercy to you if I ask for forgiveness." My life is on..."

It has to be said that this Su Ziyang has completely figured out Lu Wu's mind, so he got out of the ring completely.

Later people followed suit, but no one lost their lives in vain.

On the contrary, Zha Yu became the final winner of this competition without making a single move.

Really ironic.

That night Lu Wu took Zha Yu back to Kangyang Peak, pressing on Zha Yu like every time before.

He is a little angry.Because Zha Yu didn't respond.

It's not that Zha Yu didn't respond this time, Zha Yu basically didn't respond.Sometimes Lu Wu really doubts whether Zha Yu is suffering from a disease somewhere.

So Lu Wu played tricks on Zha Yu.

He pushed Zha Yu onto the bed, raised his legs on his shoulders, and kissed his face.Zha Yu didn't refuse, like every time before, he didn't refuse, and even cooperated with each step.

But he just doesn't take the initiative to kiss Lu Wu, let alone be emotional, he just smiles, that kind of shallow smile that seems to see everything.

Then Lu Wu couldn't go on.

"why are you laughing?"

Lu Wu wanted to ask this question for a long time.

Zha Yu stopped laughing, hooked his little finger, and asked Lu Wu to lie down in front of him.As for himself, he leaned against Lu Wu's ear and said something softly.

"Laughing at your wasted effort."