When a full-level boss dresses as a holy father

Gu Yefeng, who rejected such a stack of talisman papers, regretted it very much. He pulled his face and walked back to the mansion with heavy steps. After taking a deep breath, he walked into the study room, "Junior brother, the registration for the big competition has started, you haven't signed up yet, have you?" ?”

Mo Lingyue put down the sword formula in her hand and looked at him, "Afeng, I'm not going to participate in the disciple competition."

"Ah?" Gu Yefeng was stunned, and his voice couldn't help but increase several times, "Don't participate!? Why don't you participate?"

Before Mo Lingyue could explain why, Gu Yefeng became anxious, "What if you don't participate! If you don't participate, wouldn't you have missed this opportunity for nothing? Think about it, the rewards for the disciple Dabi are very generous! Give up What a pity!"

He got (picked up) all the talisman papers, so if he doesn't participate, won't he just squat on the Shufeng for a while?

Mo Lingyue shook her head calmly, "My cultivation base is low, so I'm afraid I won't be able to get results even if I participate."

"But if you don't fight for some things, how do you know you can't do it? Besides, don't you have the Moon Soul Bell? There is no limit to the use of magic weapons in the competition." Gu Yefeng tried hard to convince him.

Mo Lingyue shook her head, "The Moon Soul Bell can't be controlled, it's not suitable for use in competitions, it's too dangerous."

Gu Yefeng was puzzled, "It's not dangerous, the spirit of the weapon is dead, what's the danger?"

When he came out of the illusion to bring out the spirits of other disciples, he wiped out the spirit of Qi.

Although it is said to be a fairy weapon, a tool spirit is very rare, and its power is several times greater.

But that tool is useless at all, and the protagonist is so miserable, why keep it?

Mo Lingyue was taken aback when she heard the words, "What?"

"Uh..." the fast-talking Gu Yefeng finally came to his senses, explaining vaguely, with a guilty conscience in his voice, "It's just... maybe that weapon spirit suddenly woke up, feeling that he had devoured so many people's souls , so ashamed, committed suicide..."

Mo Lingyue: "???"

Ashamed?suicide?What the hell is he talking about?

Gu Yefeng didn't want to talk about such a dangerous topic, so he coughed dryly and said, "This is not the point, Junior Brother, you have to think clearly, if you miss this time, the next time will have to wait three years later."

Seeing that he didn't want to talk, Mo Lingyue didn't ask too much, "These three years are just a good time to concentrate on cultivation and improve your cultivation."

Seeing that it didn't make sense, Gu Yefeng had no choice but to come up with a trick.

He looked at Mo Lingyue with a pleading face, and that look made people unable to bear to refuse, "Farewell, junior brother, you... just take it for me to participate in the competition, okay?"

After three years, the interest on his debt at that price will be quite a lot. He does not repay the debt at the original price, and the longer he delays, the more he will owe.

Seeing that he was so persistent, Mo Lingyue thought about it with a face of embarrassment, and finally nodded, "I can only do my best."

Don't even think about taking the first place, he really can't do it.

Seeing that he agreed, Gu Yefeng breathed a sigh of relief, her voice was light and said, "It's all right, junior brother, just do your best."

The protagonist's efforts and the efforts of others have never been the same thing. Even if it is the protagonist of abusive novels, he has to help him clear the obstacles and get the first place.

Gu Yefeng looked at the sky, "Then let's sign up now?"

Mo Lingyue nodded, "Do you want to call Ye Ling?"

Gu Yefeng waved his hand, "Don't call, she doesn't sign up for the singles competition, and I can sign up for the team alone."

After speaking, the two of them went to the main peak of Liuyu faction.

In addition to the major peaks dispatched by Liu Yu, there is also the main peak in charge of Liu Yu, which is located in the front of other peaks, and usually large-scale missions or events are held here, and the disciple Dabi is no exception.

The registration lasted for several days, and the big competition started half a month later, so there were not too many disciples who came to register today.

As soon as the two arrived at the main peak, they heard Gu Yeling's voice, "Brother! Brother! Brother Ye Feng! This way!"

Gu Yefeng looked at Gu Yeling who ran over, "Why are you here? Didn't I tell you that I can sign up myself?"

Gu Yeling smiled sweetly at Gu Yefeng, revealing a naive and lively feeling, "My friends want to sign up for the singles competition. I thought my brother would also come to sign up today, so I came with them."

How could she miss the opportunity to meet her brother!She must let her brother know her existence!

Gu Yefeng looked at the two people walking slowly behind her. Aren't these the two of the trio he chatted with after climbing the ladder?

He remembers that the two men seemed to speak up for him at the time.

The two disciples were both dressed in the uniforms of inner sect disciples, and they walked over slowly, and they said politely, "Hi, I'm Zhenfeng Mu Wanfeng."

"I am Jiang Qingyan, the peak of the array."

Now that everyone else has reported their sect, Gu Yefeng also introduced a little bit to be polite, "Jianfeng Gu Yefeng, this is my junior brother, Mo Lingyue."

Mu Wanfeng looked at Mo Lingyue, then looked at Gu Yefeng again, "Are you here to sign up for the team competition? I see that there are only three of you, and five of you can participate in the team competition. join in?"

Gu Yeling ran to Gu Yefeng's side, tugged on his sleeve, and said softly, "Brother, let them join, they are all very strong."

Although those two are inner sect disciples, they have been in the sect for a long time, and their cultivation bases are all golden elixir.

Gu Yefeng thinks it makes sense, one more person gives more strength, "Yes, welcome to join."

The two nodded politely, "Then disciple Dabi, please take care of me."

Gu Yefeng saw that there were already five people in the team, and they went to sign up without saying a word.

Mu Wanfeng and Jiang Qingyan were a little surprised to see that the two of them had signed up for the singles competition, but they didn't say anything, maybe they wanted to learn more.

After all, there are quite a few disciples competing with this mentality, which is normal.

After signing up, Gu Yefeng and Mo Lingyue returned to the mansion.

Although Gu Yefeng picked up a pile of talisman papers, he didn't get any books about talisman papers. He sat in his room, looking at the pile of discarded talisman papers in front of him, feeling a little bald.

He picked up a tattered piece of talisman paper, which had already been drawn by other disciples with spiritual power, probably because of a mistake in the drawing, so it was discarded immediately.

Although it was a bit worn out, as if it had been crumpled up and unfolded, the talisman on it was still clearly visible.

He took a look, sorted out the talisman papers that looked like the same type, and then studied them himself.

Gu Yefeng studied for three days and felt that the research was almost done, so he used his spiritual power very confidently and began to draw on the discarded talisman paper.

1 minute later.

There was a loud bang of "Boom," and a powerful spiritual force instantly dissipated.

The house where Gu Yefeng lived collapsed in an instant and turned into ruins.

The study where Mo Lingyue lived was not in the same building as Gu Yefeng's room. When he heard the loud noise, he immediately stopped practicing and flashed out quickly.

He looked at the collapsed building in front of him and frowned slightly, what's going on?

The formation of this mansion has not been touched, the whole mansion is just him and Gu Yefeng, so there is no attack by intruders.

Could it be that the building itself is not strong, and it collapsed after too long?

"Cough cough cough... cough cough..." There was a choked coughing sound from the ruins, and the sound was still somewhat familiar.

The top wood moved, and a dark figure crawled out slowly, coughing while crawling. The figure was Gu Yefeng who was buried under the collapse of the house just now.

Gu Yefeng had just finished studying the talisman paper, and there were not many blank talisman papers, so he was naturally reluctant to draw directly, so he prepared to change the talisman paper that had been discarded by other disciples, but as a result, he just drew a few strokes with spiritual power, and the talisman paper instantly explode.

The fluctuation of the spiritual power from the explosion was not low, and its power directly blew up the entire building.

In order to save the pile of talisman papers on the table, he didn't run away immediately, but protected the pile of talisman papers so that he was buried under the rubble.

Mo Lingyue looked at the embarrassed person and fell silent, she didn't know what to say for a moment, this person was always so unexpected.

Gu Yefeng climbed out with difficulty and saw Mo Lingyue standing not far away, "Ahem, ahem, junior brother, help me, my waist is flashing."

This body is only at the foundation building stage, and his soul is not compatible with his body. The explosion of the talisman paper just now was too powerful, and he used all his strength to resist the explosion of the talisman paper.

At that time, the beams on the roof fell down in an instant, and he dodged subconsciously, dodging his waist.

This is not an injury, and healing is not very useful, just like cramps, muscle spasms.

Mo Lingyue looked at the man who was dressed in white and was so dark that even his face was dirty, he stood there for several seconds before going up to help him up.

Gu Yefeng was holding the talisman paper in one hand, and Mo Lingyue supported the other hand, and was pulled out in a distorted posture.

"Hiss, pain, pain, junior brother, be gentle! My waist!", Gu Yefeng was pulled and held his waist in pain, his dark face was squeezed into a ball due to the pain, and his eyes looked very hot.

Mo Lingyue pursed her lips, lightened her strength, and pulled the person out with a cold voice, "Are you injured?"

Gu Yefeng didn't want to show any demeanor anymore, he was holding his back with one hand, his posture was very distorted, and he was obsessed with the back pain, "I don't have any other injuries, just my waist is shining."

After speaking, he raised his head and glanced at the person in front of him, "Junior Brother has already established his foundation, congratulations, hiss."

There was no joy or surprise in the voice, as if it was a matter of course.

"Well", Mo Lingyue didn't care about his attitude, he looked at the collapsed ruins, a little puzzled, "...you are?"

Gu Yefeng finally recovered from the pain. After pinching the dust, the white clothes returned to the original state, but the hair was still very messy. "Isn't this a few days before the disciple Dabi? I'm practicing drawing symbols."

Although the symbols and formations are both things that need to be described, the difference is really very big. He is a little uncertain, and it seems that he needs to practice more.

Mo Lingyue felt that he didn't need to ask how he was practicing, after all, the ruins behind him had already explained everything, "There is a bamboo forest behind your mansion, and there is a relatively large open space in the middle of the bamboo forest."

Gu Yefeng didn't understand at first, but a piece of wood slipped from the ruins behind him, making a loud noise, which caused him to look back, and immediately understood what he meant.

He looked at it silently for a few seconds, then turned around and said in embarrassment, "Haha...haha... This is the first time I have come into contact with talisman paper, so I am a little unskilled. I will practice again, and I will continue to practice, junior brother. Back mountain practiced."

After speaking, he was afraid that Mo Lingyue would stop him, covering his waist with one hand, holding the talisman paper in the other, and rushed out of the gate quickly, that figure seemed to be running away.