God please

The first round of selection took three days. After Shan Zhiyuan passed the selection on the first day, he stayed with the two masters to watch the battle.

There are good and bad in the arena, like a big wave washing the sand.With Shan Zhiyuan's current state, the battles of most monks are somewhat inconspicuous.

Just when he was bored, a messenger talisman crashed into Shan Zhiyuan's arms.

Shan Zhiyuan held it and scanned it, it turned out that it was passed down by Guan Mingshan, who asked him to meet in a restaurant.

There was nothing left and right, Shan Zhiyuan asked his master for leave, "If there is an appointment with an old friend, the disciple will come back as soon as he goes."

Yue Zhong didn't say much, just looked at him silently.

Shan Zhiyuan confessed to the scalp, and quietly left the viewing platform.

At the foot of Wandu Mountain, there is a Xianke restaurant, which also runs an inn.Guan Mingshan booked a room and waited in the room.

Shan Zhiyuan followed Xiaoer into the room, and he saw Guan Mingshan in plain clothes, sitting by the window.

Tianyi, Xingchen, Liujia, Beidou, and Shaowei all accompanied by their side, reporting matters big and small.

Shan Zhiyuan was taken aback for a moment, then stepped forward a few steps, "Gou Chen, is that you?"

The immortal wearing Guan Mingshan's skin frowned, put down the file in his hand, and said coldly: "Why not me? It's not your brother Guan, could it be that you are disappointed?"

This question had a deep meaning, Shan Zhiyuan didn't dare to answer, he just laughed and said: "No such intention, absolutely no such intention."

Gou Chen said: "I still have affairs to deal with, Beidou and Liujia, explain the ring battle with him."

Those two military officers should be the ones who ordered Shan Zhiyuan to go to the side room to explain, Gou Chen said again: "Just stay here."

Beidou and Liujia exchanged an inexplicable look of sight, but they still showed respect on their faces. They led Zhiyuan to the other corner of the room, and the three of them sat down around a small round table against the wall.

Beidou raised his hand and put down the restraint, Tianyi's low voice was cut off immediately, Shan Zhiyuan only vaguely heard the words "Heavenly Emperor, seal, demons make trouble".

After all, it was the scope that he was unable to intervene now, so Shan Zhiyuan didn't bother to intervene, just sat upright and listened to the lectures of the two military officers.

Liujia then took out a spirit bead and put it on the table, sighing, "This battle of yours is really too risky."

Turning the spirit bead on the table, it transformed into the first trial that Shan Zhiyuan experienced.

Liujia pointed out his moves and responses one by one.

Although Beidou uses a stick, he has a lot of experience in dealing with the enemy, and he also joined forces with Liujia. After half an hour, he has completely criticized Shan Zhiyuan's brilliant record.

Beidou finally concluded: "When the realm is the same, one against two depends on swordsmanship and skill, but if one against five, one against ten, it depends on the art of war and strategy. In the past two years, you have become the sword fairy Liujia Guidance, I have also studied hard and practiced hard, and I have achieved a little success in swordsmanship. But I don’t know anything about the art of war, and I just blindly rush forward when encountering the enemy. In this battle, fortunately, you have dragon teeth to protect your body, and the enemy is exactly one point For two, on the contrary, there are constraints on each other, which makes you cheaper."

Liujia said with a smile: "This is good luck."

Beidou sneered coldly, "Luck? What kind of luck is having more enemies?"

Shan Zhiyuan was ashamed, but this silver-haired boy was quick to speak.He scratched his head and asked, "These two groups of people... who is so sacred?"

Liujia Xuxu pointed to the phantom above the spirit bead, "The one who used the talisman came from the Wuliu Sect, and he obeyed the orders of the young master Liu Shineng. Most of the people who used the sword were casual cultivators, and the employers acted very secretly... But he couldn't hide the fact that the god three feet above his head was the inner disciple of Sanshan Guan, named Zhong Nuo."

Shan Zhiyuan focused on recalling, his fingers gradually tightened, "Three Mountain Temple and I have a hatred for seizing the mountain, the Five Willow Sect..." He suddenly recalled that when he signed up, he had frightened the young master of the Five Willow Sect with sword intent, Little quarrels were exchanged for assassination in groups, his eyes darkened slightly, "What kind of vengeance is this?"

But Beidou got up, stretched long, and said with a smile: "There is nothing like this in the world of cultivating immortals. If you have the ability, it is common for you to take your life if you don't like it. If you are not strong enough, just clamp your tail obediently."

But Liujia said solemnly: "Killers will always kill them, Zhiyuan, since you have stepped into the way of sword cultivation, you must remember eight words: kill when you want to kill, don't do evil."

Shan Zhiyuan said: "I remember."

Beidou then lifted the restriction, Gou Chen had finished reading the file, and sat by the window drinking tea.Seeing those three people coming forward, he put down the teacup, leaned to the side, and leaned on Xingchen's shoulder.

Shan Zhiyuan felt a blur in front of his eyes, a figure stood up from his seat, Xingchen and Beidou helped Guan Mingshan's body to get up together.

Gou Chen returned to his dharma body, his black hair hung down from both sides of his forehead, and his deep voice resounded majestically: "Everyone back down."

All the star officials saluted silently, and said in unison: "I will take my leave."

Then there was the rustling sound of the clothes sleeves, and the wooden door creaked shut.

Shan Zhiyuan was the only one left in the spacious room, looking at the fairy face to face.

The guest room is outside for receiving guests, inside for sleeping, and outside for sleeping. The outside room is very spacious, with an Eight Immortals table in the middle, and the entrance is separated by ancient shelves, painted pillars and carved beams.

Gou Chen didn't say a word, just took a few steps forward, stopped by the table of the Eight Immortals, and picked up the white jade talisman on the table.

Shan Zhiyuan only felt his scalp go numb, and in the quiet atmosphere, he faintly felt something was wrong.The god looked indifferent, but Shan Zhiyuan could see the displeasure concealed under his indifferent expression.

He could only cough twice and said: "I haven't thanked my lord for helping me refine dragon teeth."

Gou Chen turned around to look at him, but slowly rubbed the jade talisman with his thumb, and only responded in a low voice, "Yes."

Shan Zhiyuan had no choice but to speak again: "I haven't seen Kaiyang for a long time..."

Before the words were finished, the white jade talisman suddenly shot out ten thousand zhang of light, and then gave birth to countless golden ropes, which shot towards Shan Zhiyuan.

Shan Zhiyuan was caught off guard and let out an exclamation, and was bound by those ropes around his hands, feet and neck, and was dragged fiercely in front of Gou Chen, floating in the air.

The rope is refined from a magic weapon, it is flexible and strong, it is icily wrapped around his wrists and ankles, Shan Zhiyuan was startled, his sword intent swelled, but was bounced back by the rope, his face turned pale with pain, he could only say in a hoarse voice: "This is...why ?”

Gou Chen threw the jade talisman upwards, and the jade talisman was tightly attached to the beam of the house. The golden ropes were floating around like seaweed. He pulled the little Jianxiu's limbs into big characters, and gently placed it on the Eight Immortals table.

That little sword repairer was wearing a green shirt, his tall and straight figure was as pleasing to the eye as green bamboo.After Qingyun Tianyi was burned, Gou Chen took several more sets for him.The gown was soft and torn apart by the gods, revealing the moon-white gown inside.

The clear tearing sound was nothing more than a slight movement, but it fell into Shan Zhiyuan's ears like thunder. The little monk's complexion was pale, his hands and feet could not move, after a little struggle, the golden rope became taut and pulled his limbs apart even more.The rope around the neck is getting tighter and tighter, and it almost wants to be strangled into the flesh.

He had no choice but to turn his gaze to look at the gloomy figure who looked like a mountain was about to fall.Then he asked in a hoarse voice, "Why...?"

Gou Chen stood between the little Jianxiu's open legs, threw down the rag wrapped around his fingers, looked down from above, and said coldly: "Do you know your mistake?"

Shan Zhiyuan was slightly taken aback. He had gone through all the events of the past two years in his mind. He really couldn't think of the reason, so he had to pull the rope again, and said angrily, "You are happy and happy in the heavenly court, and I am in the mortal world to overcome obstacles and work hard." Cultivation, what's wrong?"

Gou Chen leaned down, their eyes met each other, Shan Zhiyuan couldn't help shrinking his heart, seeing the rock-like eyes getting closer and closer, and the inner side of his legs touched the fairy brocade costume, not only his heart Jumping wildly, even the breath also rushed up.

Shan Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and persisted, looked at him for a moment, then turned his head in frustration.The jaw tightened again, it was straightened, and he met his eyes again, his deep eyes seemed to see through the bottom of his heart, and he heard Gou Chen's deep voice, like a drum, "This is... blame me for neglecting you Two years?"

Shan Zhiyuan was slightly stunned, only felt that this statement was like a lover appeasing a boudoir's grievances, his ears turned red immediately, and he said angrily: "Don't be sentimental, I just - just - I don't understand, what kind of big mistake did I make to suffer this?" Waiting for punishment?"

Gou Chen smiled lightly, when he got up, the two people's clothes rustled together, he put his palm on the side of Shan Zhiyuan's leg, patted it lightly, and said in a low voice: "Before I made a move, you predicted what kind of punishment I would receive? Listen to me."

The palm temperature is transmitted through the fabric.Shan Zhiyuan only felt the place where he was slapped suddenly tense, he stared at the man as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and gritted his teeth: "It's nothing more than this... woo——"

Before he finished speaking, the golden rope pulled him upwards, suddenly loosened and rolled up, Shan Zhiyuan was like a marionette on a string, his wrists were cut behind him, tightly entangled, and he was pressed down on the table again.

Gou Chen crossed his arms, pressed on the back of Shan Zhiyuan's neck, and imprisoned him face down on the table. The black robe sleeves hung down from his cheeks, and the gold silk embroidery scratched his cheeks slightly.The man asked behind him again: "Do you know your mistake?"

Shan Zhiyuan moaned hoarsely, now that he fell on Daozu, he could only let him fish, so he whispered: "My lord, please clarify."

As soon as the words fell, there was a muffled slap, and a sudden shock and dull pain came from behind the buttocks.When Shan Zhiyuan was stunned, he heard Gou Chen say again: "I called Beidou Tong Liujia and trained you for half an hour, but you still didn't repent, you should be punished."

Then came another slap, hard on the buttocks, still crisp and loud through the thin pants.

Even though Shan Zhiyuan was naughty when he was young, the head of the Yue family had a kind heart. He was punished for copying classics and standing still, at most he was beaten with a ruler.

For example, Gou Chen has never experienced such behaviors of teaching naughty children.Shan Zhiyuan suddenly became angry and struggled violently. The Eight Immortals table was knocked and creaked, but the person behind him remained motionless as if a mountain was on top of him, and he slapped him harder and harder.

The dull pain turned into a raging fire, spreading all over the buttocks, Shan Zhiyuan was angry and annoyed, while struggling in vain, he said angrily: "Let go! I am a manly man, how could you treat me like this!"

Gou Chen chuckled, but continued to slap him, and even his tone of voice remained unchanged: "Do you know your mistake?"

The pain in his buttocks was so painful that Shan Zhiyuan could only pant hoarsely, resisting the continuous slaps, carefully remembering the words of the two star officials.Unexpectedly, he suddenly hit the center with a palm, his tailbone burst open and hurt, Shan Zhiyuan shivered in pain, but felt the bursts of pain turned into heat and hit his waist in reverse.The thing that was sleeping in the crotch actually became a little hotter.

It would be fine if it was just pain... This change caused Shan Zhiyuan to be overwhelmed with thunder, and the few clues that he remembered just now were instantly scattered.

Gou Chen was still unhurried, counting the number of times, slapped one after another.Thick palms slapped on the strong buttocks, the sound is crisp and pleasant, and the texture is good. It was originally only for punishment, but now...

The immortal looked down, Xiao Jianxiu practiced diligently every day, his waist was slender, and there was no fat at all.Through the thin and torn clothes, the back bone showed clear and clear lines, trembling from time to time, inexplicably arousing emotion.

When he was gasping for breath, his voice was clear and hoarse, but it became even more beautiful.

Gou Chen pumped his palms a few times, slowed down, and kneaded for him again, in exchange for the little sword cultivator to cry out in mourning.Even through the cloth, her skin is scorchingly hot, she might have already turned red.

Shan Zhiyuan's spiritual consciousness had already been stirred into a paste, his temples throbbed, he felt pain, shame, embarrassment, and anger, which made the dust swell, and his waist burned as if it was melting.His knees gave way, his chest pressed tightly against the table of the Eight Immortals, he struggled helplessly in a panic, and cried out, "Don't... I was wrong..."