After the demon king failed to beg for death

Fu Ling really had nothing to say to this unreasonable questioning.

He didn't know what happened before this body was seized, and he was just an outer disciple who grew vegetables, and he could still count on one person and one house, and it was impossible for a single family to live alone.

Fu Ling sincerely suggested: "Why don't you give the suzerain of Xuantianzong a suggestion, let them strengthen the care and care for the outer disciples, strive for one person, one room, never crowded, how about master?"

Li Chen didn't speak, but seemed to be more annoyed than him and left the place, not even caring about the kettle on the side.

Fu Ling felt baffled, he really deserved to be an unpredictable and unpredictable big devil, who was much more difficult to serve than him.

Although Li Chen said that the Zongmen Grand Competition was not worth seeing in the past few days, after Fu Ling cultivated for a day, he still couldn't help but went to the competition venue, not only to watch the fun, but also to see how to participate in the Grand Competition this time They are all players of any rank.

Xuantianzong's Zongmen Dabi is held every ten years, and most of the disciples participating in the Dabi are the disciples of the Foundation Establishment Period and the Bigu Period.

In order to gain the favor of the sect's inner peak master, many disciples will participate in this competition.

Those who can stand out in the big competition may have a chance to be favored by the peak master and be accepted as a close disciple. At that time, there will be countless resources of pills, and their cultivation will naturally rise to a higher level.

Moreover, every year in the Zongmen Grand Competition, the prizes for No. 1 are quite generous. In addition to getting many high-level spirit stones, there will also be a special prize.

The prize for the last Zongmen Grand Competition was a high-grade spirit weapon, a very powerful spirit sword.

For ordinary monks, a low-level spirit weapon is already rare, let alone a high-level spirit weapon.

That is simply something that cannot be met, so those who are capable of fighting and feel that they are expected to win the championship will all participate in this competition.

There are seven peaks of Xuantianzong, and there are hundreds of people participating in each of the peaks.

The place where the competition is held is in the largest square of Xuantianzong. There are a total of [-] arenas, and each arena is protected by an enchantment, not only to protect the disciples fighting, but also to protect the people watching outside.

The match will be duel by drawing lots. If you win consecutively, you can even designate your opponent to leapfrog the challenge.

During the big competition, Xuantianzong will be extremely lively, and you can hear discussions about the competition wherever you go.

Fu Ling got up early in the morning, first went to the foot of the peak to look at Peng Zheng, assigned some tasks to him, and then prepared to go to Zongmen Square to watch the excitement.

However, before going down the mountain, he saw Li Chen in black, waiting at the foot of the mountain with a blank expression on his face.

Since he came back from the outside that day, Li Chen took off the brocade white robe and put on this black robe, in order to cover up the scars on his body.

It's just that I didn't realize it before, but after putting on this black robe, the aura of the Demon Sect Venerable became stronger.

Fu Ling strolled over: "Master, do you want to join in the fun at the Dabi?"

Li Chen straightened his back, looked into the distance, and said casually, "Anyway, I have nothing to do."

Fu Ling kindly reminded: "Master, are you still wounded? Besides, you are dressed in black, are you afraid that others will not know your origin from the Demon Sect?"

Li Chen looked at him angrily: "Didn't you say you want me to come back to watch your contest?"

Fu Ling was taken aback for a moment, it turned out to be... this reason?

Fu Ling, who had been sulking since the day before yesterday, suddenly felt a sense of joy in his heart.

So, did Li Chen wait here on purpose to go to the big competition with him and watch his own game?

The corner of Fu Ling's mouth couldn't stop curling up, and then he pressed it down again.

"Then Master really doesn't want to change clothes?"

After all, this body, coupled with Li Chen's man-eating appearance, really doesn't look like a decent person!

Li Chen snorted coldly: "They dare not."

Fu Ling: ...

Well, you are good, you win.

He sacrificed the flying sword, stepped on it, turned around and looked at Li Chen who was standing beside him, stretched out his hand without hesitation, and said sincerely: "Master was injured so badly, so don't use your spiritual power lightly to prevent the poison from spreading."

Li Chen looked at the hand, hesitated for a moment, put it on the hand, and jumped onto the flying sword.

Fu Ling turned around, and said with slanted eyebrows, "Stand firm, Master."

After speaking, the silver sword flew out of the mountain at an extremely fast speed.

Today's Fu Ling is no longer the helpless outer disciple who was laughed at by others two months ago.

The bigu period can be said to be the highest peak of the lower realm, and it is already a peak that is difficult to cross for ordinary cultivators.

Feijian galloped all the way to the square.

Near the square, Fu Ling fell to the ground. When he was on the ground, he still subconsciously turned around to help Li Chen, but he blocked it without a trace.

"I'm not so delicate."

Fu Ling thought to himself, this is for sure, if the number one of the Demon Cult is considered weak, how can other people mess around, isn't it true that everyone is weak and weak.

However, the scar on Li Chen's chest that day and his comatose appearance kept floating in front of his eyes, giving Fu Ling the illusion that he was still a porcelain doll.

The two walked forward all the way, and Qiu Zhikuan hurried over before they had gone a few steps.

As soon as they met, he bowed respectfully: "Qiu Zhikuan sees the ancestor."

Li Chen gave a low hum, and said softly, "Get up."

Only then did Qiu Zhikuan straighten his back, and asked with a smile, "Is the ancestor also here to join in the fun?"

Li Chen: "Nothing, come out for a walk."

Fu Ling looked at Qiu Zhikuan's smiling face, and then realized what Li Chen's words just said did not dare mean.

He didn't know how Li Chen gained a foothold in Xuantianzong as the ancestor of Youming, but what is certain is that his strength and cultivation have left an indelible impression in the hearts of everyone in Xuantianzong.

So much so that when mentioning Patriarch Nether, he would not even have the thought of rebellion, let alone doubt that he is the Venerable Demon Cult.

Fu Ling thought about his attitude towards Li Chen these days, and it was a bit of neglect.

However, this person was much more magnanimous than he imagined, and he didn't care about these things with him.

Fu Ling secretly reminded himself that it is better to pay more attention in the future.

Qiu Zhikuan exchanged greetings with Li Chen, then turned his head to look at Fu Ling who was at the side.

With just such a glance, he was completely stunned.

He looked at Fu Ling in disbelief, and said in a trembling voice, "Are you... have you completed the foundation building?"

In order not to arouse everyone's suspicion, Fu Ling had already used secret techniques to suppress his cultivation to the foundation-building period Dzogchen before coming here.

However, even so, it is already shocking.

You know, half a year ago, he was a miscellaneous spirit root who couldn't cultivate!

Fu Ling nodded rather reservedly: "Master taught well."

Li Chen glanced at him with a half-smile, and replied: "Master will lead you in, practice depends on you alone."

Fu Ling: "Don't dare to do it, it's because the master taught me well."

Li Chen: "The disciple must work hard."

Fu Ling: "Although hard work is required, it is mainly inseparable from Master's help."

Li Chen: "Well, you are right, so listen to me carefully."

Fu Ling: "..."

Qiu Zhikuan: "..."

Something feels wrong, are these the key points?

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support, okay!

Fu Ling: This exaggerated and embarrassing business bragging.

Qiu Zhikuan: I feel like I am eating some kind of food.

感谢在2020-08-1023:30:41~2020-08-1221:24:53期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Did Zunlong marry me today? 1;

Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: 4 for ycdy; 1 for whitening never succeeded;

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Moon Fox's Fall; (?.?) 4 bottles; Decadence, Miller 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!