Fans of thousands of people respect him for cultivating the ruthless way

In public, in broad daylight!

Feng Mosheng was scared out of his wits by him, his cheeks were flushed, "You!"

Every time this person is angry and anxious, his eyes will turn red, which is really interesting. Xie Jiuqing looks like he is about to cry from anger, and wants to tease him for a while, but he wants to go on stage, so he has to reluctantly say goodbye, "Master, don't be angry, I will do whatever you want tonight!" fine."

Feng Mo's voice: "???"

This child is now uttering nasty words, and it is really hopeless.

This time, Zimen Valley and Gu Yuezong came together as if they had made an agreement. They not only brought the participating disciples, but also brought some disciples who watched the battle. All of them were promoted at a young age without exception. Talented disciple of Huashen.

Guiyimen's beards grew wild from anger, but there was nothing they could do.

On the contrary, Feng Mosheng was happy to see this.

The school style is so corrupt and unhealthy, and it is normal for talents to wither.

The man who was fighting against him was a male disciple of Gu Yuezong, with a soft appearance and evil spirit, this man came up to him and said, "I heard that you won the first place in the competition last time and killed the evil spirits!" god?"

Feng Mo raised her eyebrows, "It's just luck."

What is this man trying to do?

He seemed to smell a strong yin, but it was only fleeting, which made him think it was an illusion.

The man didn't speak again, and his attention was diverted to the field.

Xie Jiuqing is worthy of being the hero, no one can hold up a few tricks in his hands, the magic-invoking sword inlaid with the magic core is invincible, no matter what fancy tricks are used, it can be cut back with a single sword.

Feng Lange's side is equally exciting, worthy of being the magnificent Qianqing Immortal Venerable, the opponent is surrounded by Wan Jian in just a few seconds, and that fierce posture can scare people half to death just by frightening them.

Next is the sound of Feng Mo.

He thought that the last game was to wait for everyone to finish the competition, but he didn't expect it to be just a literal meaning, and he was only the third to play.

The system began to worry: [Your apprentice has a serious mental illness, how do you think you are the one who needs the red silk yarn the most?You only have Qi refining cultivation base to fight Huashen, how can he protect you in battle? 】

Originally, the danger index was only ten stars, and the only defensive holy weapon was taken away.

Is this something people can do?

It beeped beeping on its own for a long time and no one paid attention to it.

At this time, Feng Mosheng had already entered the battle state.

Xie Jiuqing and Feng Lange performed very well, and the real headmaster in the audience was satisfied and at the same time relieved, so he specially recruited everyone from Guiyi to pay attention to Feng Mosheng's competition, hoping to see how he would embarrass himself.

The face of the male disciple of Gu Yuezong was a little distorted, "Today I will come to experience the skills of Immortal Fu Hua!"

During the words, a magic spell rolled up thousands of waves on the ground, and the waves rose up and turned into a water dragon. The fierce eyes of that huge body were so lifelike that the beard and mane could be seen clearly. With a dragon roar, the entire defensive formation followed Tremble three trembles.

This coercion was released, and many low-level disciples outside the arena began to feel unwell and dizzy.

Although the head of Shangzhen hoped that Feng Mosheng would die on the battlefield, he was still surprised by the desperate battle of Gu Yuezong's disciples.

The idle deacon was happy to see this, wishing he could clap his hands and cheer.

A gust of wind blew up all around, blowing people's clothes and black hair messy.

He was almost blown away by Feng Mo's voice, and he was able to stabilize his body by reciting the fixing spell. He felt the malice of not being able to be promoted again.

The water dragon's attack power is so powerful before it launches an attack, but it's not bad if it launches an attack. This person seems to have some deep hatred with him, not to try it, but to finish him.

He didn't allow him to think too much, the next moment the dragon's head came in a blink of an eye, and a thunderbolt roared down.

Feng Mosheng made a backhand strike and soared into the air. A huge golden lotus slowly bloomed in the air. The golden lotus took all the attacks of the water dragon like a sponge but was unscathed, and there was a tendency to faintly grow larger.

The first two layers of "Xuanqing Zhenjue" are water, wood, gold, fire, and earth attributes to defeat the enemy. No matter how powerful the water dragon is, it is also a water attribute exercise, which is perfectly restrained by the earth attribute exercise.

Everyone was surprised.

The ferocious water dragon looked flashy, but it was simply drained of spiritual power by a golden lotus, and soon collapsed and disappeared without a trace.

It's not that Feng Mo's voice is so powerful, it's just that the water dragon is too powerful. This kind of offensive spell has a common disadvantage: poor durability, and the general caster will quickly end the battle in a short time.

But when he met Tianke, he could only admit that he was unlucky.

Seeing this, the man gritted his teeth angrily, and said bitterly, "Why is the orthodox spell so low-level about the five-element restraint!"

Feng Mosheng immediately sensed that something was wrong, this person's words and deeds were very similar to the last discussion meeting...

In the next second, the surrounding wind suddenly rose, dark clouds covered the sun, and the sound of howling ghosts and wolves could be heard endlessly!

The man didn't bother to pretend, "Feng Mosheng, last time you punished the old man for being distracted for a long time, today is the time to settle the final score, the old man will suck out your soul and trap you in the ghost banner forever without reincarnation! "

After saying that, he raised his head and laughed strangely.

Rao Taozi on the viewing platform felt the danger, and shouted, "Sect Leader Immortal, Fuhua Immortal is in danger, we have to find a way to save him!"

However, no one responded to her.

Everyone cast their eyes on the battle stage while pretending to be deaf and dumb.

Although Feng Mosheng's Taoism restrains ghosts, he has no experience in fighting this kind of ghost that can suck other people's souls.

Moreover, these ghost sounds have the effect of confusing people's minds. He was in the vast black mist and could not feel any direction. He tried to attack with Taoism and found that it had no effect at all.

So he quietly called out the Immortal Summoning Arrow.

The ghost was also very strange, it didn't attack him, it popped out of his ears from time to time and then disappeared.

Soon he discovered that something was wrong. This thing seemed to be doing nothing, but it was actually sucking his anger. After sucking the anger, he would lose consciousness, and then he would have three souls and seven souls, and finally turned into a corpse.

Feng Mosheng felt groggy now, and his upper and lower eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

Someone told him in his ear that he was tired and needed to sleep.

The system popped up and screamed: [Ahhh, don't sleep, we will never go back if you sleep! 】

After saying this, it began to swear at Xie Jiuqing again, not leaving the red silk yarn to those who need it most, saying that Xie Jiuqing must have an affair with Feng Lange and so on.

The voice next to his ear was immediately weakened a lot. Feng Mosheng shook his head vigorously and bit the tip of his tongue. The severe pain woke him up instantly. past.

A shrill scream rose into the sky, and the ghost instantly turned into a wisp of black air, rushing straight towards Feng Mosheng's face.

Everything happened so fast that Feng Mosheng had no time to react, and the thing got into his mind and disappeared.

Xie Jiuqing's anxious voice came, "Master!"

After Feng Mosheng's brain went blank for a short while, the foreground in front of his eyes was spinning, and someone flew over to catch him, and he closed his eyes and remained unconscious.

This time it's not a nightmare.

I dreamed of the phoenix mother.

When the original owner was a baby, there was always a woman who would stare at him tenderly and sing him a lullaby.

He was lying on the small bed, with a thick layer of brocade quilt under his body, which was comfortable and soft.

Feng Mosheng was still very young when he was adopted. It's not that he didn't experience warmth or kindness, but it's just that no one has treated him well for too long, so he forgot all about it.

The appearance of Xie Jiuqing excavated his subconscious sense of happiness and it became a dream.

Waking up this time is not like the melancholy after the previous nightmare.

Xie Jiuqing was standing by the bed, and asked worriedly, "Master, what do you feel now?"

Feng Mosheng didn't feel well, he couldn't even move a finger, and when he wanted to speak, his throat was full of smoke, so he glanced at the teacup on the table, and the other party understood, and helped him up.

His body was as limp as a puddle of melted cotton candy, which made him very frightened. Could it be that he was disabled by beating?

Otherwise, why have no strength anywhere?

Xie Jiuqing helped him pour a glass of water, "The ghost has been exterminated by the apprentice, and the thing that got into Master's body is its evil spirit. Uncle Qingjing said that there is no serious problem, and it can be expelled slowly, but Master may be expelled in the future. There will be signs of dreaminess."

Feng Mo's voice: "..."

Good guy.

The plot has not gone far, and he feels that most of his life is gone.

Just after getting rid of the poison in the body, he suffered from neurasthenia again.

The man in his arms looked very cute with lowered eyes, Xie Jiuqing hugged him tighter, "I'm sorry, Master, it's all because I took the red silk yarn away so that Master was almost murdered by villains, Master, don't worry, disciple I have already tied the red veil on Master's hair, and will not let it leave Master again."

Feng Mosheng raised her eyes, knowing that the other party would say that.

I don't know why, it just feels that way.

For the first time, he pretended to be affectionate and felt that the other party really liked him.

In fact, this can't be blamed on the other party, no one knows that ghost is so vengeful, let alone predict that it will appear in the competition this time.

If you want to blame, you have to blame that beast in the clothes of the real master!

His mouth was dry and he couldn't speak, so he shook his head slightly to show that he didn't blame the other party.

Xie Jiuqing smiled lowly, leaned close to his ear and said a few words, seeing the other party's pale and transparent face blushing visible to the naked eye.

He took a sip of water, covered his chapped lips, and crossed slowly and carefully.

Feng Mosheng wanted to resist, but he had no strength. The opponent's thumb and forefinger were stuck on his chin. With a light pinch, he could only open his mouth.

Xie Jiuqing didn't really want to feed him, the tip of his tongue went in to make trouble, and more water flowed out than he drank in a good sip.

The sound of phoenix ink flowing is all over the skirt.

Under the nourishment of water, the pale lips finally regained a little luster.

The other party would definitely be angry in such a situation. Xie Jiuqing had prepared early on, "I have won the right to mine the spirit mine, and I have also found the two medicines that Master needs." He said and took it out like a treasure.

Sure enough, Feng Mosheng's attention was attracted by the two medicinal materials, and he was very happy to find him, a smile swayed from the corner of his mouth, and he completely forgot about being eaten tofu just now.

It seems that as long as others treat him a little better, he can ignore the bad things before.

Simple and easy to deceive, this is Xie Jiuqing's evaluation of him, and it is also the result of the past two years of exploration.

The head of Shangzhen did everything possible to send Feng Mosheng to the battlefield. He originally wanted to borrow a knife to kill someone, but it happened right and made a wedding dress for Feng Mosheng instead.

Now everyone in the comprehension world knows that Guiyi has a Taoist cultivator in the Qi refining period, with pure skills, and he killed the ghost with his own strength!

Combined with the last discussion meeting, it was rumored that Feng Mosheng had inherited the mantle of a certain expert.

Qi refining is still like this, will he be promoted in the future?

Many sects waited for the opportunity and came to Guiyimen to win the relationship. They felt that it was inappropriate for Guiyimen to marry someone to the Demon Dao so hastily, and the Righteous Path Alliance was also exerting pressure to stop this.

Feng Mosheng never imagined that he would be the biggest beneficiary of this contest.

He would wake up with a smile in his dreams, it will be a matter of time before Gui Yimen can't bear the pressure, now he doesn't have to marry Wei Biji again!

You can concentrate on refining his Tianyuan Wantong Pill, and then get promoted.

The sluggish qi left before was like a ball of gray cotton, and the spiritual power accumulated over the years after taking Tianyuan Wantong Dan was able to gather in the dantian, and Feng Mosheng was directly promoted from Qi Refining to Transforming God.

That day, the thunder calamity on the top of Fuhua Peak never stopped, and some people wanted to take the opportunity to spy on the truth. Xie Jiuqing directly released the coercion of the emptiness stage, making people think that some powerful person from the Guiyi sect was protecting the Dharma, no matter what Mind was strangled in the cradle.

Mo Dao also received the news.

Wei Biji couldn't sit still any longer, and stood up abruptly from the couch, "What's going on?"

The ghost slave replied respectfully, "The young master said that he has already prepared the conferring power pill, and he will trick someone into taking it the day before he gets married, so the master can rest assured."

Naturally, the higher the cultivation level of the stove, the greater the user's cultivation base, especially the body of a virgin is the most nourishing. Judging from Feng Mosheng's current cultivation base at the transformation stage, getting his virginity The body can jump two levels in a row and be directly promoted to Distraction!

Above the distraction is the Mahayana, crossing the catastrophe, and the immortals who live the same life as the heaven and the earth are close at hand!

It's exciting to think about it, but we must also prevent long nights and dreams.

Who wouldn't be tempted by such a good thing, Wei Biji squinted his eyes, "You go and send more people to keep an eye on Gui Yimen, and follow me along the way."

The ghost slave went away at the sound.

It was also because of the tossing and turning at this time that Shang Zhen was the head of the sect.

Feng Mo's reputation spread far and wide, and Wei Biji saw the clue, implying that as long as Gui Yimen married someone to the Demon Dao, he could help get rid of it.

The reclusive ancestors of Guiyimen only care about worldly affairs, and the head of Shangzhen holds the power alone. It is not difficult to marry someone over there. The difficult thing is how to withstand the pressure of other sects. And it's not easy to attack.

Wei Biji gave him a trick: draw the bottom line.

First, he pretended to announce that he would not marry, and tricked him into taking Feng Gongwan and quietly sent him to the Wuji Demon Palace. After the news passed, he could claim to the outside world that Fuhua Immortal Venerable died unfortunately due to the relapse of the old illness of killing the ghosts.

The two had their own ghosts, and they hit it off.

After Feng Mosheng was promoted, the treatment in the sect increased accordingly, and the sect took the opportunity to stuff a lot of disciples for him, but he didn't want to accept it.

Because his special skills cannot be passed on to others through formulas, he once wanted to teach the little fox the mantra of clearing the heart, but found that as long as he had the idea of ​​proclaiming it, his mind went blank instantly, and he had no idea about the content of "Xuan Qing Zhen Jue". I can't remember the words.

But this time it was Master Xianqing who came to intercede for him last time when he was punished.

Fang Yu said a lot of earnestness, taking his feelings into consideration, saying that these disciples have already chosen the exercises, and they only need to give proper guidance when practicing.

It can be seen that this person is one of the few deacons in the Guiyi sect who always think about the sect.

Feng Mosheng's workload has increased recently. Although he doesn't need to sleep for a long time after being promoted, he is still a human being at heart and needs to rest. Having nightmares again and again, he woke up exhausted, so he could only fall asleep by relying on tranquilizing incense.

Xie Jiuqing hugged him with distressed face, "Master, disciple, let's sleep with you, you won't be afraid if you have disciple."

When you mention "sleeping with you", you will think of impure things.