Buddhist son [Quick Transmigration]

The monkey-faced disciple who was carefully hiding on the edge of the martial arts field stared at him with excitement.

There were two real people on board the cloud-climbing boat before, and he didn't dare to speak.

But now that he has left the protection of his elders, he can do whatever he wants.

For example, this group of stupid-headed casual cultivators who pursue some kind of "fairness" hate the Dazong disciples the most. He just instigated a few words casually, and this group of people became his perfect tool, and they really ran to stop the single disciples. the first seat.

The monkey-faced disciple didn't find someone to beat Chen Mo to vent his anger, he just wanted to disgust Chen, because he never thought that as the leader of an era of suppression, he would have no cultivation and could not beat this group of people at all.

He stayed at this time just to see how Chen Mo was disgusted by this group of people, but because of bad rules, he played hard.

Little white face?

Chen Mo, who was called so for the first time, couldn't help but stop, and when he turned around, he saw a group of casual cultivator disciples holding weapons and dressed in various colors.

Chen Mo's eyes were good, he saw the clothes of the leading disciple.

This one's collar is stitched together by at least four kinds of fabrics, which looks very housekeeping.

"I have met fellow Taoists, do you have any advice?"

Looking away, Chen Mo smiled lightly, and his tone of greeting was very polite.

……hiss!

Why is this little boy so polite?

Several disciples who were about to come over to "force/power/pass/teach" paused and made eye contact.

They are contestants, and they are not real bandits. If they are so polite, if they are too rude, wouldn't they be at a disadvantage?

How does this work? !

They are players who want to stand on the same starting line as Dazong disciples!

Etiquette can't be lost either!

Therefore, this group of casual cultivator disciples who have always been rude raised their hands in a hurry to return the salute, calling unevenly:

"I've seen fellow Daoist!"

The monkey-faced disciple hiding behind to watch the show:? ? ?

Shouldn't you be the same as before, just go up and be beaten up?

Why did you salute him?

If you were so polite before, why would you have such a bad reputation? !

In fact, not only the monkey-faced disciple, but also many casual cultivators passing by were also secretly observing. Seeing a group of them arrogantly besieging a disciple who seemed to have a different identity, they thought they were the legendary favorites in Wanzong. The disgusting group of so-called "fairness fighters" in Dabi's primary election are all frowning and ready to take action.

Didn't think so.

When this group of people approached, their first reaction was to salute? !

Oh, that must be a misunderstanding.

Maybe they know each other?

When the people in the dark left, they felt a lot of oppressive eyes leaving.

The leading disciple who was good at housekeeping was relieved.

Decided to follow this pattern next time!

Seeing that Chen Mo was still looking at him, he hastily coughed dryly, and began to briefly introduce the purpose of their promotion: "That's right, fellow Taoist, we want to propose some fairer methods to the organizers, I wonder if you are willing to spend Listen for a few minutes?"

Of course, they never thought that someone would answer "I want to hear it", and they were all preparing to tie him up and force this person to listen to them if he disagreed!

The smile on Chen Mo's face widened slightly: "My honor, please tell me, Fellow Daoist."

"...???!"

A few fast-moving casual repairmen who were about to launch with their weapons slammed on the brakes, almost twisting their feet.

Did they hear it right? !

This person said yes? !

The leading disciple almost suspected that his ears were broken.

"Do you have any good suggestions, for example?" Seeing that they were stunned and silent, Chen Mo guided.

The casual cultivators were so happy that they all forgot to come in order, and they simply chattered.

"I'm a person who practices fire-attributed exercises. Let me fight with a person who practices water-attributed exercises. The five elements are incompatible with each other. I'm at a loss! I suggest that the same five elements be compared together!"

"How can mounts appear in the arena? We are not here to test the abilities of those mounts! I suggest that mounts are prohibited from entering the arena!"

"I met the one who trained at the ninth level during the third-level qi training period, and the man who trained at the second level met the first-level qi training. He advanced, but I lost. How fair! I suggest a rematch! "

"I had an opponent before, and his magic weapon was carefully crafted by his master for 50 years. I will take the lead? I suggest that the use of magic weapons is not allowed!"

"I recommend……"

A group of people surrounded Chen Mo excitedly, and the chirping sound made the monkey-faced disciple hiding behind startled.

This group of casual cultivators is really terrifying!

Like a locust, you have to care about such a small matter!

However, the scarier this group of people was, the happier the Monkey Face disciple was.

Isn't this disgusting enough for Chen Mo?

Chen Mo, who was being missed by others, just listened quietly, nodding his head from time to time: "...Well, it's quite a loss... What you said makes sense... Well, it's really not fair..."

This attitude made this group of people even more excited!

After the group of people finished speaking what they had been holding back for a long time, the leading disciple came back to his senses and calmed down. Thinking that this little disciple in front of him was just like them and had no right to speak, he sighed melancholy.

"It's rare that you agree with our ideas, and we won't make it difficult for you. As long as you go back and are willing to help us tell your sect elders that we have mentioned these opinions, our saliva today will not be in vain."

The blood of the others also cooled down, and they were unhappy.

They know that they are doing useless work, even if they say it, it is probably just annoying.

No one cares about their feelings.

"Brother?"

At this time, a call came from behind, and two figures quickly approached.

The monkey-faced disciple who heard the voice thought it was bad!

Oops!

Why are these two people here? !

Seeing the gradually clear figures of Qi Qinge and Master Lin Su, and remembering the unsheathed long sword of Elder Qi in front of the mountain gate, the timid monkey-faced disciple gritted his teeth, fearing that they would find him, and quickly turned and left.

Chen Mo heard the sound and turned to look at the person who came.

"You guys are here, have you finished your registration?"

Lin Su looked around. Although these people were not threatening, they still had hidden vigilance in their eyes, and said cheerfully, "Well! What are you talking about, brother?"

Although it was Lin Su who was speaking, the group of casual cultivators looked at Qi Qinge holding the sword in horror.

The sword cultivator's aura is the strongest, basically he can't restrain himself, and neither will they.

After approaching, the piercing sword energy radiating from Qi Qinge's body made the group of casual cultivators who were all below the Jindan stage feel what it means to be in the cold winter!

The leading disciple had a relatively high level of cultivation, showing a forced smile, and said in a trembling voice: "Dao, Fellow Daoist, this is..."

What about the cowardly and deceitful Dazong disciple?

With such a terrifying junior, no matter how you look at it, he is no ordinary disciple!

Chen Mo stretched out his hand and introduced: "Oh, this is Junior Brother Qi, a sword cultivator. By the way, I think the suggestion you just made about not using your own sword but a unified weapon in martial arts competitions is very good."

"Does Junior Brother also think this is fairer?"

Chen Mo also turned around and asked Qi Qinge.

The casual cultivator who just made this suggestion almost fainted!

Qi Qinge, who was regarded as a scourge by them, said it didn't matter: "My father said that the sword is held in the hand of the swordsman. As long as there is a sword in his heart, it doesn't make any difference whether he holds a sword or a branch."

Although he hasn't practiced to this level yet, his theory is enough.

Chen Mo praised: "Elder Qi's realm is indeed very high."

Listening to the two talking, Lin Su came to her senses. She blinked her big eyes and looked at Chen Mo: "Ah! Brother, don't you want to modify the rules of Dabi?"

Chen Mo glanced at this group of casual cultivators who were still in a state of confusion, didn't know the correct way, and only had blood on their heads.

However, it is enough to have blood at the beginning.

After all, the method or something will be found sooner or later.

Looking at the sutures on the collar of casual cultivators in front of him, Chen Mo smiled lightly and said, "I think what they said is not unreasonable. Since it is the Wanzong Grand Competition, it must be fair. When will Elder Qi and their discussions end, we will Go now, it should be too late, right?"

Hearing this question, Lin Su immediately laughed and said: "Hahahahaha, the first senior brother is going, so naturally there will be no time at any time!"

As long as they ask, even if it is over, Jingyang Palace will reopen immediately!

Chen Mo hesitated: "We didn't pick anyone up, how can we get in?"

Lin Su tilted her head and replied, "Let's just break in!"

Why is the first senior brother so polite outside the sect?

With the backing of the head, what are you afraid of!

Chen Mo was shocked by the righteousness of his junior sister, and paused for a moment: "What if my proposal doesn't go through?"

A cold light flashed in Qi Qinge's eyes: "How dare they disagree?!"

The name of the world's number one sect is not just a fancy name!

Not to mention, with his father still in charge this time, do those who disagree want to have a closer look at the saber of the world's number one swordsman?

Chen Mo: ...Okay, so arrogant!

Their sect shouldn't be the most bully sect in the world, right?

However, Chen Mo, who received the answer, had a solid idea in his heart, and nodded to the casual practitioners with a gentle face: "All fellow Taoists, wait a moment, and I will tell the elders of the sect your suggestions."

Looking at the numerous casual practitioners who disappeared in place: "..."

So what, just, what happened?

"Brother...I'm a little confused... Did we hit the iron plate, or did we hug our thighs?"

"You ask me, who do I ask? I'm a little confused..."

The leading disciple stared blankly at the sky, feeling a little numb all over his body.

He did say that he would let this great sect disciple go back and inform his sect elders, but he never thought it would be this kind of notification. Hey! ! !

Straight into the main hall of Jingyang Palace or something...

This……

Just thinking about it is exciting!

……

An hour later.

Jingyang Palace suddenly announced that it would revise the competition rules.

The modified rules include but are not limited to "re-dividing the competition area", "adding a resurrection match", "prohibiting participants to bring mounts, magic weapons and other items that have nothing to do with personal strength into the competition venue", "sword repairers must use a uniform standard long sword during the competition" .

Loose cultivators who are extremely familiar with these suggestions: crazy gasp.jpg

really become? !

The monkey-faced disciple who slipped away: vomiting blood.jpg

Not allowed to bring magic weapon? ? ?

Wouldn't the new magic weapon he had worked so hard to get from the Supreme Elder be useless? ! ! !

However, no one cared what he thought.

Chen Mo returned from the hall with Elder Qi and others.

He saw a young man in pink with exquisite outfits standing at the door of his guest room, followed by four beautiful little flower girls carrying baskets.

Who is this person?

What are you here for?

As soon as a ray of doubt appeared in Chen Mo's mind, the young man in pink who was talking raised his voice in the second half of the sentence: "...Come and pay respects to Xianjun!"

Such a familiar voice...

Chen Mo looked up.

Isn't this the voice of the big star in the world of cultivating immortals who said he wanted to see him on the boarding cloud boat?

How did you catch up to Jingyang Palace? !

Sure enough, the other party repeated it again.

"Twelve Yuefu Xinghua Tianying, come to pay respects to the immortal!"

Just in time, Elder Qi's sword fell to the ground.

Feeling the wind, the young man in pink suddenly turned around and looked over expectantly!

Chen Mo who felt the gaze:? !Don't look at him!He is not!