Xianmen boss is actually my ex-boyfriend

On the day of the selection of the inner disciples, it was so lively that the whole sect seemed to be there.

It’s such a big square, if you put it in a normal place, you’d probably be disgusted with wasting money and stones, but now you can’t wait for it to be bigger, bigger—you can’t let people step on other people’s heels!

Cheng Yuzhi yawned lazily, his eyelids kept drooping, as if he hadn't slept for days and nights.

He also asked for a cup of tea from the cafeteria and held it all the way.

Take a sip from time to time to keep your mind active.

He walked by the side of the path and was startled by the extremely lively scene in the square.

"This," Mr. Cheng didn't want to understand, "are there so many people to be assessed for the selection of the inner sect?"

It seems that the competition is much fiercer than he thought!

Soon there will be a group of geniuses who will come out to compete with him for the master's respect, right?

Lu Mingxi probed his head, inspected it carefully for a while, and said, "No. Most of the people are here to watch the fun. Look here,"

He pointed to the small group on the left who was holding breakfast and hadn't finished eating.

"And this,"

Pointing to the disciples on the right, the left-handed letter and the right-handed spirit sword don't look like they came for a formal assessment.

Cheng Yunzhi felt relieved immediately, raised his head, gulped down the tea, and sighed contentedly.

He fumbled to put the teacup into the mustard bag, and Lu Mingxi suddenly asked beside him, "Have you not slept well in the past two days?"

Cheng Yuzhi put the teacups in the cafeteria, then turned his head with a smile: "Yes, yes, I had a nightmare at night, and Cheng woke up three or four times in one night."

Staying up late to write a storybook, it's better not to say it to spoil the little fellow Taoist.

Lu Mingxi frowned and said, "What nightmare did you have?"

Although Cheng Yuzhi saw his expression, it should be more like "I'm by the side, how could there be a nightmare".

But in order to maintain the camaraderie, he casually said: "Well, I dreamed that my ex-boyfriend stayed up most of the night and stood by my bed pretending to be a ghost to scare me."

Speaking of which, when he woke up in the morning, he found that he was actually on the bed, instead of sleeping on the armchair as before.

But maybe the body has become conscious, so sleepwalking went to the bed?

Lu Mingxi opened his mouth, but didn't speak.

Cheng Yuzhi patted him on the shoulder and stretched his waist: "Don't worry, at least I slept well yesterday, and I'm still very confident in the selection of inner disciples today..."

Cheng Yuzhi let go of his hand resentfully: "..."

He finally remembered something that he had forgotten.

I planned to go to the bookstore and get his manuscript back.

Why did I sleep until the sun was up, and I couldn't think of it at all!

The people in the bookstore have already read his manuscript, right? !

Xiao Cheng was completely dumbfounded.

He looked at the sky, and looked down the mountain anxiously, even a fool would know something was wrong.

Lu Mingxi: "What's wrong?"

Cheng Yuzhi: "Otherwise, you wait for me here, I have a small problem that I need to solve..."

Lu Mingxi: "Small problem?"

Cheng Yuzhi: "Big problem, big problem!!!"

Xiao Cheng rushed down the mountain in a hurry, but Lu Mingxi hesitated for a moment before seeing him being carried up by Chen Feibai's arms.

Brother Chen said righteously: "Today's inner sect selection is a great opportunity, why are you running away?"

Cheng Yunzhi: "I didn't! I just have a small problem to solve..."

Chen Feibai: "Damn, what time do you still think about this, the future master is waiting for you inside."

Cheng Yuzhi failed to break free from the strong and strong Brother Chen, and was dragged into the crowd and entered the secret realm of selection.

Xiao Cheng shouted: "Brother Chen! Please do me a favor, I need to pee!"

Chen Feibai also called out: "I think you want to pee!"

A large number of disciples rushed through the secret realm, without saying a word, they immediately dispersed to find different arenas to fight.

Chen Feibai pointed to the blank high platform not far away, and said in bewilderment: "Brother Cheng was not very confident before, why did he still want to worship Xianjun as his teacher? Why did he lose the chain when it came to a critical moment?"

Cheng Yunzhi thought, he shouldn't have run to the door of the bookstore in a daze a few hours ago.

This is just great!

He stayed where he was, picked and picked and told the whole story, tried to delete unnecessary specific information, and let Chen Fei understand clearly.

Chen Feibai understood immediately: "Oh——"

Lu Mingxi followed beside him and roughly understood.

"So, don't you want the bookstore to publish books?"

Chen Feibai was very excited. In his opinion, the affairs of scholars are all good things: "It's great to be able to publish a book. I don't understand any characters. Anyway, people who read it don't care much about it!"

Cheng Yuzhi thought about the protagonist in his book, but instead of being dismissed, he became even more worried.

He said sadly: "Forget it, if Cheng dies and turns into a ghost, he will definitely not let you go."

Chen Feibai: "..." Huh?

Cheng Yuzhi dragged his heavy steps, climbed onto the ring, and stood in front of a disciple who had been in the training for two years.

The senior brother in front of him was a little hesitant: "This junior brother, you... look unwell. Is it because of a physical illness?"

This is all euphemistic.

If there is a straightforward person, I am afraid that he will blurt out: "Brother, you are so useless that you are about to become a water ghost!"

Cheng Yuzhi saluted him: "Senior brother is fine. Senior brother, please."

The senior brother drew out the long sword hesitantly, hesitating whether to attach spiritual power to the sword.

This junior looks haggard and low-level, so he might be difficult to deal with the long sword with spiritual power.

It's not as good as two people purely competing with sword moves, and they can also tell the difference.

The brother said: "Brother, let's just compete with sword moves." Let the brother lose more slowly.

Cheng Yunzhi happily said, "Thank you."

After two strokes, the long sword was dropped, and the brother lay down on the ground.

Brother: "..."

Cheng Yuzhi retracted his sword, and expressed his sincere gratitude: "Thank you, senior brother, for fulfilling your wish."

Brother: "..."

With sorrow, the senior brother dragged his heavy steps to find the next ring.

Cheng Yuzhi sat on the stage with his sword in his arms, and had just finished listening to the selection rules of the inner sect.

There are as many arenas here as there are places.

Only the ring master who persevered until the last moment will have the opportunity to enter the Lingmen Hall and choose the master in both directions.

Therefore, it's not that after the group arena, you can definitely enter the inner sect, it also depends on whether the peak masters will choose you.

Cheng Yuzhi was sincerely grateful to that senior brother.

If it wasn't for the senior brother knowing that his inner spiritual power is shallow, he specially used his good sword moves to compete and prolong the time of guarding the ring, he might not be able to last until the last moment.

good man!Good man!

The next senior brother also came up to the stage, took a closer look, and saw the black-haired young man sitting cross-legged in the middle of the ring, leaning on a sword, his face pale, obviously exhausted, it was unbearable.

However, there are only a few places for inner sect selection, so we have to fight for it.

The senior brother sighed and shook his head: "Junior brother, you have consumed too much, why don't you go down to recover first, and then go on stage to fight."

Cheng Yuzhi was a little confused: "Thank you, brother, I have plenty of spiritual power, and I can still fight with brother."

Brother: "Your face is too pale..."

Cheng Yunzhi: "I stayed up all night."

Brother: "..."

I thought, probably staying up all night to practice, to prepare for entering the inner sect.

One side is golden elixir, the other side is foundation building.

The brother said: "Why don't we simply compete with sword moves, whoever lands first will lose." He pointed to the ground where he fell off the ring.

Cheng Yuzhi: "Thank you." But why is it all about sword moves.

After half a cup of tea, the senior brother lay down on the ground.

Six hours later, Cheng Yunzhi got the opportunity to enter the Spirit Gate Hall and choose a master in both directions.

He walked off the ring, 1 puzzled: "I'm really so weak, no one wants to compete with me?"

Chen Feibai: "Hey, brother Cheng has small arms and legs!"

Lu Mingxi: "It's because they are blind and look down on their opponents."

However, even if it was a pure sword move, continuous gestures for six hours almost exhausted Cheng Yuzhi's strength.

Even Chen Feibai looked the same.

Brother Chen was sweating profusely, exhausted, and smoking from the top of his head. He didn't know what kind of strength he had won a spot.

Cheng Yunzhi wondered, "Brother Chen, are you also building a foundation?"

Chen Fei wiped off his sweat, and laughed: "Yes! You can't see it!"

Cheng Yunzhi applauded him: "Awesome."

The two flattered each other and catered hypocritically.

"Where, how can you compare with Brother Cheng? Brother Cheng won the spot without any effort, and he will definitely become a general under the Xianjun seat."

Cheng Yuzhi said modestly: "How could it be that the elder Xianjun looks down on me from afar. Brother Chen, on the other hand, has extraordinary perseverance and amazing strength. Sooner or later he will be able to stand on his own and become a Taoist monarch in the clouds in the sky!"

Chen Feibai: "Talented and intelligent!"

Cheng Yunzhi: "The power is unmatched!"

Chen Feibai: "Hahaha, I'm talking about me."

Cheng Yunzhi: "..."

I'm sorry, Xiao Cheng is not so cheeky.

The disciple sitting next to them and listening to the two of them complimenting each other couldn't stand it anymore.

"You two got the quota, what nonsense are you talking about here, why don't you go inside and wait for the peak masters to come?"

He was working part-time in a bookstore, and in the morning he also read the designated "big name" book.

Once turned over, he was shocked as a heavenly man, and his five bodies fell to the ground.

Others just took it as some fabricated draft, but he noticed a difference in the order from above.

So he came over quietly and sneaked into the scene where the inner disciples were being selected, hoping to see some clues.

Oh, there are no clues, the two juniors are talking nonsense.

Cheng Yuzhi turned his head, only to find that the Tongtian Bridge was raised in front of him, and several disciples who insisted on guarding the ring were walking on the bridge one after another in Taoist robes.

He saluted the senior brother who reminded them, and dragged Chen Feibai to the bridge.

After walking two steps, he turned his head and saw Lu Mingxi standing "alone".

The young fellow Taoist looked over with a pair of eyes, with an inexplicable expression, as if wishing him to turn back, but also wishing him to move forward sooner.

Cheng Yun's heart softened.

He stopped and waved his hands vigorously: "You wait for me here," he blinked, "I'll be out soon."

Lu Mingxi smiled and said softly: "We will see you soon."

Cheng Yuzhi waved goodbye, followed the crowd, and strode forward.

Everyone followed the Tongtian Bridge into the Lingmen Hall, and the hall was full of faint blue disciple cards, floating around the hall, like pairs of eyes, watching their every move.

He blended in the crowd, unremarkable.

While thinking about the process for a while, I heard someone whispering: "It's a pity that Xianjun never accepts disciples..."

"After all, it's 'that'," others comforted him, "Being the apprentice of Xianjun, the things you will inherit in the future can overwhelm your small body."

"Ah, yes, they are all called 'Emperor'..."

Chen Feibai looked a little confused.

He poked Cheng Yunzhi: "They said that the immortal king never accepts disciples."

Cheng Yuzhi said calmly: "It's okay, it will be there from today on."

That being said, Mr. Cheng himself was also upset about the Xianjun's acceptance of his disciples.

If he really doesn't accept it, he can just find a master, after all, he is a Taoist monarch, and the strength and resources are estimated to be not far behind.

I need to find someone with a better temper...

There was a faint blue light all over the wall, and some disciples called their names one after another.

The head of the sect, the masters of the main peaks, appeared one after another above their heads.

The disciples exclaimed in a low voice, raised their heads, and looked at the ethereal figures in the sky, and saw the figures fall, showing real figures on the surrounding high platforms.

Chen Feibai excitedly grabbed Cheng Yunzhi's sleeve: "Look! Brother Cheng! That's the master I want to worship!!!"

Cheng Yun replied "Yes, yes" while looking around.

Realizing that there was indeed no trace of Xianjun, he couldn't help lowering his head in disappointment, and many people around him also reacted with him.

He thought, probably won't see him today.

Suddenly, a disciple sang: "Jie Ah Xianjun——"

boom!The crowd was in an uproar, and there was a lot of noise.