They always think I'm weak [Transmigration Book]

At noon, the sun was dazzling and scorching hot, and it was extremely hot even though it was late autumn.

"The Shengji Gate has such a huge lineup." Headmaster Ling looked at the belated Shengji Gate with a serious expression: "Immortal Qingyuan, you Shengji Gate dare to be so negligent here, it can't be justified Unpopular master."

Leng Yanshuang did not listen to the words of Sect Leader Ling, and bowed respectfully to Shen Yuanyu who was sitting in the middle: "I have met Immortal Qingyuan, and it has been a long time since I have not seen Immortal Qingyuan. The reason why Shengjimen came late was because I met you on the road. This matter has been delayed for a few days, please don't blame Qingyuan Xianjun."

Shen Yuanyu's face was indifferent, she raised her eyes and said: "What can make the unpopular master delay the fairy gate meeting?" As he spoke, his eyes fell on a young man wearing a mask behind the cold and beautiful pair.

With just one glance, the soul of the young man in the mask trembled. The coercion of the superior made him dare not look directly at Shen Yuanyu, so he could only lower his head.

"On the way, I took in an outer disciple who is very talented, so I was delayed for a few days." Leng Yan glanced at the young man beside him: "I haven't said hello to Qingyuan Xianjun yet."

The masked youth took a quick step forward, bowed his head with humility and said, "Lengcao, a disciple of the outer sect of the Holy Extreme Sect, has seen Immortal Lord Qingyuan."

"When did the Holy Gate start accepting disciples from the outer sect? It seems that this junior should be very good. I want to see what kind of master is able to make the unpopular master make an exception and accept disciples from the outer sect into the Holy Gate." Shen Yuanyu's tone was cold and indifferent, even with a bit of imperceptible anger, she looked sideways at Sect Leader Ling:

"It's noon, let's flip the card, Sect Leader Ling."

Under the mask of the Cold Grass Man, he frowned tightly. Why does it feel like Qingyuan Xianjun doesn't like him very much? Anyway, he is also a member of the Shen family, although his blood has already been passed down for three generations.

Hiding the doubts in his heart, he stood back behind Leng Yanshuang. From the corner of his eye, he quietly landed on Mo Nianhuan who was beside him. The sternness in his eyes suddenly appeared. He will not show mercy this time. To destroy a person is to let this Man has nothing.Those who have nothing will rise regardless of everything, and he will be desperate.

Justice.

Hearing the flop, all the disciples in the audience seemed very nervous, for fear that they would be drawn to be the first to play.

Mo Nianhuan felt a little lazy while standing, yawned, and leaned lazily on Shen Baiyi's body.

Shen Baiyi let him lean on him, and asked with downcast eyes, "Senior brother, can't stand?"

"I'm so sleepy." Mo Nianhuan patted his face to cheer himself up a bit: "When will the fight start? Watching the fight might cheer me up."

"Phoenix Feather Palace, Fenglanze, Fenxiang Valley Bell is indefinite."

Master Ling's voice fell resoundingly, and the audience suddenly exclaimed.

As soon as they appeared on the stage, there were two outstanding players. Looking at the younger generation of immortal cultivators, except for the three brothers Shen Wanqi from the Fenglin Shen family who have entered the state of distraction, the next ones are Lanze from Fengyu Palace and Zhong Wuqi from Fenxiang Valley , these two people are about to enter the state of distraction from the state of leaving the body, and they must fight evenly, so the people behind will fight anyway.

Mo Nianhuan was relieved to hear that he wasn't the first one, and then he saw the surprised and anxious looks of the disciples around him, and he was a little dazed.

"What did they do so shockingly, is Feng Lanze very powerful?"

Shen Qianyu smiled: "Very powerful."

"Is it better than you?" Mo Nianhuan asked again.

"Of course not." Shen Baiyi raised his hand and pressed Mo Nianhuan's head, smiling brightly: "So don't worry, brother, they will fight at the front, and we will fight later. They won't be so unqualified to choose you .”

Mo Nianhuan curled his lips, what does it mean to choose him without quality? Is he very hot now?Well, he himself doesn't know what level he is, that is, it's okay to throw a fan.

Being lazy by Shen Baiyi, he rubbed it subconsciously, and inadvertently looked at Shen Yuanyu, the feeling of yawning and being lazy at that moment disappeared, and instead he felt guilty for no reason.

Subconsciously dodged his head.

Then he took a closer look and found that Shen Yuanyu didn't look at him, he was a bit confused, so what was he guilty of?

On the rooftop, Lan Ze from Fengyu Palace and Zhong Wuqi from Fenxiang Valley stood facing each other. They were both young talents and handsome, but this time they wanted to compete for the position of the number one sect of the Immortal Sect. Can't let anyone go.

The sword is drawn, and it is on the verge of fire.

In the next moment, Fenxiang Guzhong took the lead in unleashing the sword. The thin and sharp sword, like a broken bamboo, headed towards Feng Lanze head-on.

I saw Feng Lanze quickly turned around, and opened the fan brush in his back to block in front of him, his expression was calm and composed, and his movements were clean and agile.

The piercing sword energy collided directly with the fan and burst out an evenly matched aura. The two looked at each other, half-closed their eyes and clenched their teeth, neither of them dared to let go.

How important the first battle is, it is related to the sect's appearance.

If one of them wins, they can directly name which sect they want to fight against, there is a chance of winning.

Mo Nianhuan became excited when he saw the fight, and his eyes fell on Feng Lanze. This person also uses a fan, and he uses it quite slickly.Slowly, he found that the trajectory of Feng Lanze using the fan slowed down in front of his eyes. How to release the fan, how to close the fan, how to use the fan to hit, and how to use the fan to block damage were all clear, as if in a picture. presented in the mind.

The fingertips hanging by his side moved slightly. If he really confronted Feng Lanze from behind, wouldn't he be able to use Feng Lanze's moves to deal with him?Come by surprise and catch him off guard.

Shen Qianyu caught Mo Nianhuan's movements and found that Mo Nianhuan could really see Feng Lanze's moves clearly. Such a heaven-defying ability is the power of the magic fruit.

"Which one do you think is better, Feng Lanze or Zhong Wuqi?" Mo Nianhuan followed Feng Lanze through the tricks of using the fan a few times in his mind, seeing that the confrontation between the two seemed to be on par, he couldn't tell Whichever is more powerful is quite powerful.

"Comparatively speaking, Feng Lanze has a better chance of winning." Shen Wanqi explained: "The fan in his hand is a spiritual weapon. Although it is far from Guixu, he has already formed a superb combination with his fan of life. And the magic weapon, to achieve the human fan is the biggest win. The sword in Zhong Wuqi's hand is not his life sword. I heard that his life sword was destroyed when he was eliminating demons. Now it is a new sword to find , the tacit understanding is not enough, naturally there is less chance of winning."

Mo Nianhuan said 'Oh' knowingly: "Then if I were to fight against Feng Lanze, would I win?"

Shen Baiyi held his sword and stared at the stage earnestly: "I have competed with Feng Lanze. Although he is about to enter the state of distraction, he seems to have reservations. Unlike other sword cultivators, sword cultivators did not practice from the very beginning. It takes time to find the Sword of Fate. But Lan Ze is not. I heard that his fan appeared beside him on the day he was born. It is the destined master of the spiritual weapon. If you are strong, you will be strong, because you want to protect your master. And the longer the contract, the more spiritual energy will be filled, and the weapon will be more powerful."

"Brother, you'd better not confront Feng Lanze." Shen Qianyu said.

Mo Nianhuan looked at Shen Qianyu curiously: "Why? Can't my Guixu fight against him?" He felt that he should have a chance of winning, after all, he hadn't displayed his true strength yet.

"No." Shen Qianyu met Mo Nianhuan's gaze seriously, "It's because he likes you, we don't want him to see you."

Mo Nianhuan: "... Huh?"

Even Feng Lanze knew he was a man and still liked him?

"Feng Lanze is a man who takes both men and women, and he will definitely get what he wants. If he matches up with you, senior brother, he will definitely find ways to win you." Shen Wanqi saw that Mo Nianhuan seemed a little disbelieving: "If He won this time, and he can designate someone to play against him."

Mo Nianhuan stood silently behind Shen Wanqi when he heard the word designated: "Block me, block me, I suddenly feel a little afraid, if he beats me and loses, don't I have to marry him? Then No way."

As she spoke, she suddenly realized what she was saying: "Bah, bah, it's not marriage, how could I be marriage!"

Shen Wanqi felt the temperature on his back, and the corners of his lips were slightly sunken: "Yes, how can our senior brother get married?"

Mo Nianhuan nodded quickly, yes, how could he get married.Then he felt a warm spit on his cheeks, causing a burst of numbness.

"Brother is ours, and no one can touch it." Shen Baiyi leaned over to Mo Nianhuan, with a bright smile, and an imperceptible possessive desire in his eyes: "Big brother, second brother, right?"

"En." Shen Qianyu responded gently.

Mo Nianhuan: "...????" Why did he feel that he was a little dangerous? Is it his illusion?

"Phoenix Feather Palace Feng Lanze wins!"

Sect Leader Ling's angry voice came from the altar. Mo Nianhuan looked over and found that he had already finished fighting.On the stage, Lan Ze was standing contentedly waving his fan, while Zhong Wuqi on the opposite side seemed to have an ugly face and was not injured, as if he couldn't believe that he had lost.

After all, the Fairy Gate Conference is held every three years, and it is probably the same feeling as failing to get into a key university in the three-year college entrance examination.

"Junior Brother Wuqi has improved a lot. I just won by a narrow margin, so I'll take it on." Feng Lanze put away her fan with a 'snap', and held the fan to make a gesture to Zhong Wuqi, neither humble nor overbearing, with a straight back and an unconcealable confidence , as if this is a duel under control.

Zhong Wuqi pursed his lips, remained silent for a moment, took a deep breath, held his sword and cupped his hands at Feng Lanze: "Be willing to bow down, I haven't seen Brother Lanze improve a lot in three years, but has entered the state of distraction?"

Feng Lanze smiled and said, "Just entered the state of distraction."

As soon as this remark was said, the audience exclaimed.

Shen Wanqi remained silent, with a playful expression on his brows, and slightly frowned: "Since he has entered the state of distraction, he should say that such a competition is meaningless. Either he is going to challenge the three of us now, Or to bully people."

Mo Nianhuan's impression of Feng Lanze is even worse now, isn't this clearly bullying him.

"Since you have entered the state of distraction, why don't you report it?"

A cold and proud voice came from the stage, the coercion of the superior instantly suppressed the restlessness of the audience, Shen Yuanyu lowered her eyes indifferently, and her eyes fell on Feng Lanze.

Feng Lanze's body froze, and when he met Shen Yuanyu's eyes, at that moment, the eyes full of indifference and ruthlessness made him feel that his throat was being strangled, and the fear of killing him with one blow welled up in his heart:

"...Returning to Xianjun, Lan Ze realized the state of distraction only yesterday, and he is still unstable, so he dare not easily decide whether he has fully realized the state of distraction."

"Is that the disciple you want to marry me?"

Mo Nianhuan: "!" She looked at Shen Yuanyu in shock, what the fuck, why would Shen Yuanyu say this in public, it's so embarrassing.

Feng Lanze didn't expect Shen Yuanyu to know what happened that day, his expression was stiff for a moment, but after a while he adjusted his posture, he respectfully bowed to Shen Yuanyu, and then looked sideways at Mo Nianhuan in the audience.

"Hui Xianjun, it is the disciple Lan Ze."

Shen Yuanyu's hand caressed the position of the armrest of the seat, and the coldness and indifference between her brows made people dare not joke: "I just entered the state of distraction, and my tone is not small. How can my lover be easily married. Looking at the Three Realms, no one in the Three Realms may be able to meet the requirements that you have for the other half of your beloved disciple. The mere successor of Fengyu Palace, Xiao Xiang, is afraid that there is something wrong with my disciple."

The disciples in the audience did not expect that the first competition would turn out like this, but they seemed to understand that Feng Yugong Feng Lanze's move was really dishonest. Originally, each disciple's realm was engraved on the nameplate, and the aura would Use this to randomly match the order of the competition that matches the realm.

It's not incomprehensible to be pulled out by Immortal Lord Qingyuan, and use his beloved disciple to scold Feng Lanze.

And it really lives up to its reputation. Immortal Qingyuan really dotes on his great apprentice. In front of the public, he dared to say that no one in the three realms is worthy of Mo Nianhuan. Who doesn't know that the great apprentice under Immortal Qingyuan Mo Nian Huan is a trash with stupid talent and damaged spiritual roots.

Mo Nianhuan was inflated a little by Shen Yuanyu's wave, he held back a smile and looked at Shen Wanqi: "Hey, what does Master mean by saying that no one in the three realms is worthy of me?"

Cough cough, Shen Yuanyu is pretty good, as expected, those who are favored are always confident.

Feng Lanze knew that he was not as good as the three Fenglin and Shen brothers, but he would not be blamed so much, and he looked at Shen Yuanyu with a sense of unwillingness, "Immortal Qingyuan, according to what you said, You are the only one who is worthy of Senior Brother Nian Huan? After all, you are the strongest immortal in the cultivation world."

As soon as these words came out, the people below gasped.

It's not provocative or anything, it's really bold.

Shen Yuanyu's hands holding the seat tightened without a trace, her fingertips trembled slightly, her light amber pupils reflected the fiery figure not far away, and the misty indifference at the bottom of her pupils seemed to be melted away by the fiery red , Shaking the emotion in my heart, there was sourness.

Does he fit?

He doesn't deserve it either.

Mo Nianhuan inadvertently met Shen Yuanyu's gaze, but before he could see Shen Yuanyu clearly, he stopped looking at himself. He was puzzled, why did Shen Yuanyu say that in public?

This is a good time, it's time to cut off his love here.

"This group doesn't count, Master Ling, let's start over." Shen Yuanyu said lightly, avoiding Feng Lanze's question and not answering again.

Headmaster Ling heard this, and looked at Lan Ze, who was in Fengyu Palace, and sighed slightly: "How about this, for the sake of fairness, we will draw a disciple's name card again, and then the disciple will report his own realm. If there is anyone who dares to challenge So I took the initiative to come out, so as to show fairness, what does the fairy think?"

"Yes." Shen Yuanyu replied.

Headmaster Ling waved his sleeves, and a name tag floated out of the box and flew into the sky.

In the next moment, the words on the name tag were reflected in mid-air by the talisman, and the words 'Cold Grass' were clearly visible.

"Shengjimen Lengcao, Golden Core Realm." The masked Lengcaoman walked out of the Shengjimen queue, and his gaze directly looked at Mo Nianhuan who was behind Shen Wanqi: "I heard that Fenglin Shen's Senior Brother Nian Huan owns the Ancient Artifact Returning to the Market Fan, can you let Junior Brother see it?"

Mo Nianhuan: "..." It really means whatever.

Is the name of this cold-grass person a bit sloppy, thinking that he can't see it, and it is hard to figure out that he is divided into grass-roots and people.But it's time to fight with Shen Zi again, that's exactly what he meant.

By the way, what state is he in now?It seems that Shen Yuanyu told him before, but he kind of forgot.

——Master, you are now in the Golden Core Realm, but well, you don't need to know what realm you are.

He was stunned when he heard Guixu's voice, why?

—Because you can win any fight you want.

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