The strategy of chasing masters

Zhou Mu originally thought that he would die under Gu Wanyan's hands, but fortunately, when Mu Yaoling was in crisis, he regained control of his body and verified his integrity. The sweetheart was devastated.

After coming to this strange world, the first day was muddled, and Zhou Mu, who couldn't stop being afraid, finally fell asleep, but was woken up by the whip: "What time is it, and you still don't get up? Do you want to participate in the final?"

Enduring the pain in his back, Zhou Mu jumped off the bed suddenly, and bumped into Gu Wanyan, his forehead touched his solid and broad chest. Tens of thousands of deer were galloping across the Liaoyuan, and the seed of some kind of greed had dried up in the bottom of his heart for a long time. The land sprouts, reluctant to open.

In the play, Gu Wanyan always keeps a distance of one foot away from Mu Yaoling, and when it is most dangerous, he will keep a distance of five inches. Until death, there has never been such an intimate distance like today.

"If you don't go to wash up, how long do you want me to wait for you?" His greed was interrupted by a stern yell, and he turned around quickly, afraid that Gu Wanyan would notice his thoughts.

"Unexpectedly, the master still cares about his apprentice's getting up and washing up, this is too..." Be careful.

Zhou Mu muttered softly while tidying himself up swiftly.

"What are you talking about?" Gu Wanyan frowned slightly. This disciple of his has been acting strange since he woke up yesterday. He thought he had been taken away. Could it be that he fell off while training Yujian flying a few days ago, and his head hurt. Stimulate?

"Ah, I don't have anything about that, oh, I mean it's very lively outside, is there something important happening?" Zhou Mu rubbed his head in embarrassment, with a naive smile on his face.

"I said just now that the finals have started, didn't you hear?"

"Ah, I fell asleep just now, Master, I'll be fine soon!" Zhou Mu subconsciously tugged on Gu Wanyan's sleeve, instantly calming Gu Wanyan.

Zhou Mu's hands didn't stop, his thoughts changed sharply, the final?

There were bursts of cheers faintly heard outside the window, could it be the second episode of the TV series, the finals, like the annual final exam, to test the cultivation achievements of the disciples, and give certain rewards according to the rankings to encourage the disciples to work hard practice.

But Mu Yaoling, as an apprentice brought up by the elder himself, naturally looked down on those small rewards, so he never participated in this kind of competition.

But why did Gu Wanyan take the initiative to wake him up to compete today?Could it be that the plot was messed up because of his time travel?

"It doesn't matter, I can't change these things, and I shouldn't worry about them!" Zhou Mu whispered to himself. These things have nothing to do with him. Since he came here, the most important thing is to change this tragedy to A comedy that protects Gu Wanyan well for the rest of her life.

Soon after washing and grooming, Shangxian Palace's golden waist embroidered student clothes with cloud embroidered on the waist looked quite noble. He posed a few poses in front of the bronze mirror and nodded with satisfaction, as if he was very satisfied with his face.

"Hey, this is my body, this handsome face is mine!" Mu Yaoling was reminding this soul who suddenly lived in his body.

"..."

This person is not only stubborn, but also stubborn!I'm too lazy to argue with him!

"Tch, I'm too lazy to argue with you!"

He actually knew what Zhou Mu was thinking!That's right, they live in the same physical body with only one head and one heart, so they can all sense what the other is thinking!

Zhou Mu was speechless, and Mu Zhou was proud. The two couldn't stop arguing, sometimes proud, sometimes speechless.

"What's your expression? Are you learning to change your face?" As soon as he stepped out of the door, he was asked by Gu Wanyan who had been waiting outside the door for a long time.

The two consciousnesses pinching each other in the physical body suppressed their emotions at the same time, closed their mouths, and returned to normal on their faces.

When the master and apprentice came to the competition arena, two senior brothers had already started fighting.

Seeing Gu Wanyan, the monks watching from both sides of the ring greeted him politely, but never looked directly at Mu Yaoling who was beside him.

Mu Yaoling didn't take it to heart, knowing that those people looked down on him because he was idle all day long, ignorant of learning and skills, and even disliked him because they thought he was not worthy of Gu Wanyan, a good teacher!Then, there was an unbearable discussion:

"He, dare to come to the finals?"

"I've been idle all day long, and I don't know what class he is. We call him the devil king of the world, which is to mock him for idleness, eating and drinking in Shangxian Palace, and he really takes himself seriously, and dares to come here to join in the fun!"

"It's really defiant, and you don't even say hello to the lord and the elders when you come!"

"Brothers, you don't have to argue with him, it's just a matter of making up the numbers, and it won't make a difference!"

Mu Yaoling didn't argue with them, he always liked to fight back directly, but the master told himself to be friendly to fellow students and not to attack them at will, so even if others provoked him again, he would never attack.

Gu Wanyan coughed lightly, the discussion stopped abruptly, and everyone stared wide-eyed, swallowing the words on their lips.

The martial arts arena of Shangxian Palace occupies a vast area, is fully furnished, and is magnificent. It is not easy to use it on weekdays!All the disciples gathered around a hundred paces away from the arena, fearing that they would be harmed, Mu Yaoling squeezed his way to the front of the arena, and there were whispers of abuse behind him, but he ignored it.

The two people in the arena fought fiercely, one was fat, and the golden waist-pinch Yunxiu costume of Shangxian Palace was a bit funny on him. He had quick reactions, quick movements, and deadly moves. This is the Pang of Kaiyang Palace. Dun, a slender figure, quite elegant, sloppy movements, hesitant to strike, one look knows that he will definitely lose, this is a monk from Xuanji Palace, the crew did not name this person who has only been on stage for 2 minutes.

While Mu Yaoling sighed softly, he heard several senior brothers behind him discussing in a low voice:

"Xuanji Palace has never won against Kaiyang Palace!"

"Isn't it? Xuanji Palace cultivates literature, and Kaiyang Palace cultivates martial arts. Can they compare?"

"What's more, Senior Brother Pangdun is still the proud disciple of Kaiyang!" A junior junior pointed to a strong man and said.

The monks were talking about the seven elders of Shangxian Palace. What they called Xuanji Palace and Kaiyang Palace were Elder Xuanji who was in charge of Qimen Dunjia and Elder Kaiyang who was in charge of the formation of troops. Gu Wanyan was one of the seven elders. First, he is responsible for the sect's diplomacy, and his residence is a rather ambiguous place - Guangyue Hall.

Suddenly there was a scream of "ah", a golden shadow flew down from the ring, its slender body flew across the sky with a drop of bright blood, and landed heavily at Zhou Mu's feet, the blood quickly stained the ground red.

Although Zhou Mu had seen this kind of scene many times in TV dramas, when he actually saw a person covered in blood lying at his feet, he was still scared and took a few steps back.

"What's so scary, useless!" Mu Yaoling mocked Zhou Mu.

Zhou Mu only replied with a cold snort. He didn't want to argue with Mu Zhou. It wasn't because of his generosity, but in the eyes of others, no matter whether the tone was different, the words came from his mouth. He didn't want to be judged by others. Others misunderstood him as a psychopath.

The people from Kaiyang Palace shouted loudly, but the people from Xuanji Palace stretched their faces, glaring viciously at the proud people on the ring, and the people struggling and rolling with their right wrists on the ground, screaming.

Suddenly someone pointed at Pang Dun and shouted:

"Senior brother Pang, we are all from the same sect, and you are too harsh, why did you want to break his wrist?"

Pang Dun flicked his sleeves, put one hand behind his back, and said with a bit of arrogance: "Since it is a competition, you should go all out, the opponent is the enemy!"

This person's actions are just like his appearance, vicious and vicious, like a fierce general facing the enemy, he has no pity for life at all!

Seeing his eyes flickering, and his attitude of "you come up to challenge if you have the ability", some people who wanted to speak for Xuanji Palace bowed their heads silently, and had no choice but to swallow the words on their lips and the dissatisfaction in their hearts.

After a long while, no one came forward to challenge. Pang Dun laughed arrogantly: "Aren't you here to participate in the finals? Why no one dares to continue? If no one comes up, then I will order according to the promotion list!" As he spoke, he took out a booklet from his sleeve.

Before he could open his mouth, he heard a voice from a young man in the silence: "It's not that I dare not, but I'm analyzing your moves, and then I hit it with one hit!" With a smile on his face, he resolved the embarrassment for everyone .

Everyone's eyes immediately focused on the young man. He was wearing a golden Yunxiu shirt with a pinched waist from the Shangxian Palace, an ordinary long sword hung around his waist, and half of his ink hair was tied up by a long white belt. Although the 17-year-old's face is slightly immature, it seems to be born with evil intentions. Under the high bridge of the nose, the thin lips of cherry pink draw out an arc, and she tilts her head slightly towards the people on the stage. The meaning of provocation.

It was Mu Yaoling!

A female cultivator couldn't help but look nympho: "It's too enchanting!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his face was reddened by the strange eyes cast by everyone, and he hurriedly lowered his head and pretended to straighten his clothes.

Seeing him, Pang Dun gave a contemptuous look: "Only by you?"

"It's up to me!" Mu Yaoling was as imposing as Pang Dun.

Pang Dun's face was full of disgust: "A person who is idle all day long and has no knowledge and skills wants to dismantle my trick to open Yangdian. Senior brother advises you to save your energy, so as not to lose the face of Immortal Haoyue!"

"Brother, please don't worry, my master's face is hanging around his neck properly, you can't lose it, I hope you will be more considerate when you speak in the future!" Mu Yaoling cupped his fists and saluted Pang Dun, not knowing what to do with this. How disgusting are people who disregard their friendship for the sake of fame and wealth!

Pang Dun sneered: "The real ability of a cultivator has never been to be eloquent!"

Before the lingering sound fell, a rope sprang out from the palm, the water snake swung its tail, and quickly entangled Mu Yaoling's feet.

Mu Yaoling has been whipped by the master's black whip since he was a child, and his body has long been inertial. Even if there are more souls with his own consciousness in his body, his reaction is not as fast as before, but he still instinctively dodged the rope and stepped on it. underfoot.

I thought this body was very powerful, but Zhou Mu didn't expect that after rebirth, Mu Yaoling's vitality had not yet fully recovered, Pang Dun charged up from the ground and pulled, Zhou Mu directly fell heavily on the ring along the rope.

Pang Dun put away the rope, and the corner of his mouth curled up: "Senior brother is so generous, I can't bear it!"

This sarcastic remark made everyone laugh out loud, and someone from Guangyue Hall yelled angrily: "The method is so despicable, what's so ridiculous!"

Zhou Mu sat down on the hard stone slab, the numbness gushed up directly from the tailbone, and physiological tears instantly filled his eyes.

"Look, that's the head disciple of a dignified elder, the kind who would cry if he fell, and looks like a girl."

However, Mu Yaoling felt the dead silence around him. This time he dared not speak, tapped his forehead with his fingertips, and used the sound transmission technique to transmit a sound to himself: "Zhou Mu, stop staring, look around!"

Only then did Zhou Mu come back to his senses, only to find that the surroundings were silent, people looked at him strangely, instantly embarrassed, turned their eyes, and suddenly laughed.

"You're still laughing, stop!" Mu Yaoling said angrily.

Zhou Mu ignored him, struggled with him to put down the hand on his forehead, got up and sat on the ring, and said to the people below: "It's really funny, I just didn't pay attention to fall, and I was called a big salute by my senior brother." , Brother, are you so eager to become the Lord?"

According to the plot in the TV series, Pang Dun is indeed a man who must repay his grievances and is unwilling to be mediocre. He is the eyeliner of the big villain in the play, the demon king An, who puts the eyeliner on the socket of the fairy palace. Those who monitored Shangxian Palace, especially Gu Wanyan.

"You...you don't want to talk nonsense, when did I have such a rebellious idea!" Pang Dun argued angrily.

"Well, let me remind Senior Brother Pang that there are only two people who can afford great gifts in Shangxian Palace. One is the Lord and the other is a dead person. Since the senior brother doesn't want to covet the position of the Lord, he just wants to be a dead person." Heck!"

Everyone in Shangxian Palace knows that Mu Yaoling is an idler, ignorant, and clumsy person. Today, he is so smooth-tongued that he can't believe it. Someone raised his sleeve and rubbed his eyes to confirm whether he was dazzled.

"If you want me to be a dead person, let's see if you have the ability!" As he spoke, the long sword in Pang Dun's hand passed by, causing a gust of wind.

Before the sword's edge reached Mu Yaoling's place, the person had already fallen, Pang Dun looked up to the sky and laughed loudly: "The rotten wood can still stand in the wind, when will Junior Brother Mu not even be as good as a piece of rotten wood!"

Everyone roared with laughter again, but still only the people from Guangyue Palace complained: "Is it funny to insult and laugh at the same family?"

The laughter didn't mean to stop, no one knew that the anger buried in the heart of the young man lying on the ground for a long time was finally ignited by these unscrupulous ridicules, and spread into a raging fire, burning vigorously, without blood, it will not be calmed down!

They will only talk to their brothers here, and they are heroes for a while. When the real danger comes, they are all greedy for life and afraid of death, hiding in their own dens and not daring to come out, and shirking each other. The world is so cold, if If you don't draw your sword and do a big fight, I'm sorry for his rebirth!