[Quick Transmigration] Textbook Edition Counterattack Manual

In the inner disciple selection competition after three months, except for the direct disciples of the major peak masters, some outer disciples will be promoted to select the inner disciples, and the inner disciples will be promoted to select the direct disciples.

If this was the little pitiful in the previous life, he would have died long ago and couldn't die anymore, so in the previous life, the little pitiful didn't participate at all, let alone knew about Ling Bo's subsequent schemes.

Judging from the plot, Ling Bo in his previous life ruined Fu Sheng's reputation after being framed twice, and the real deal of the fatal blow was the selection contest of the inner disciples.

Because the selection contest this time is different from the previous ones, it just so happens that this selection contest coincides with the opening time of the annual Canglan Secret Realm, so the selection of inner disciples this time is also to select candidates to enter the Canglan Secret Realm.

In other words, if Huai'an wins the championship successfully, there will always be a place to enter the Canglan Secret Realm.

In addition, because of the special nature of this month, the selection contests for the inner disciples of the various sects are almost at the same time, so in order to facilitate the management of the quota for the Canglan Secret Realm, the heads of the various sects discussed and clapped their hands together, so that The selection of disciples in the Fushi Palace directly turned into a selection contest for the Canglan Secret Realm.

That is to say, after three months, Huai'an will be baptized by the eyes of the heads of all the sects in the entire cultivation world.

Huai'an almost understood Fu Sheng's thoughts. His so-called teaching skills were probably for the sake of being selected for the competition after March.

Thinking of this, Huai'an rubbed his chin, and then went back to the room to continue practicing exercises.

Fusheng wants him to practice, then he will practice well; Fusheng wants him to participate in the competition, then he can participate; Fusheng wants him to practice, let him study, let him stay on the mountain of nothingness, then he just obediently obeys.

Anyway, the well-behaved and pitiful character can't be destroyed for the time being, but at the same time, Huai'an doesn't intend to let Ling Bo's scheme succeed.

Although he didn't intend to listen to the system's words and kill the villain, the thought of the system's pitiful eyes gave Lord Mozun quite a headache.

In order to prevent the system from crying and talking about his points, he didn't intend to let the floating body become a demon.

The key to not letting floating into a demon lies in oneself.

So Huai'an doesn't intend to let Ling Bo continue to slander the other party, and to deal with Ling Bo's problem, he naturally needs the help of another person——

Huai'an slightly hooked the corners of his lips, Xie Fei's eyebrows and eyes were slightly sinister, the young man put away his exercises, then opened the bamboo house, looked up at the dark sky, the hazy moonlight shrouded Huai'an's white face like jade superior.

He waved his sleeves, and a gray-black crow suddenly soared into the sky. To it, the barrier of floating life was like ordinary air, babbling and circling in the dark night, following the crow's call in a gloomy and cold manner swept up.

Huai'an stretched out his hand, and the black crow flew down consciously and landed on Huai'an's wrist.

The system dimly sensed the coldness, rubbed its eyes, and looked at the crow in amazement: "My lord, where did this crow come from?"

"This is the deity of the deity." Huai'an raised his eyebrows a little, and the frivolous sentiment was overflowing, the system only felt numb all over, and was immediately shocked by his peach blossom eyes.

The system subconsciously covered its eyes: "I'm a straight man, I'm a straight man..."

Huaian sneered and ignored the stupidity of the system, whistled directly, and stretched out his other fingertip to hook the crow's beak.

"Go."

The crow flapped its wings, called out, and disappeared like lightning.

After Huai'an finished releasing the crow, the system returned to its original state, and he asked curiously, "My lord, why did you use your soul?"

You know, when it was first bound to Huai'an, his primordial spirit was almost annihilated, leaving only a little spark.

Huai An lazily rolled his eyes: "Why don't you buy me some props to break through the barrier of this Nascent Soul cultivator?"

system:"……"

"If you don't, just shut up for me."

System: QAQ This baby is suffering.

It is probably the first system in history to be so disgusted by the host, right?

Regardless of the system of the glass heart over there, Huai'an was not in a hurry to go back to sleep after sending off the crow, but walked under a bamboo in the bamboo forest behind the bamboo house.

He took out the shovel from the space ring and began to dig the soil.

As Fusheng's direct disciple, his storage ring has a particularly large space. Apart from some supplies, he also put some daily necessities, such as this kind of shovel, Huai'an has two sets for each.

He dug out a jug of wine from the ground under the bamboo. This was brewed when he cleaned the bamboo house last time. The quantity was not much, but the fragrance was thick and thick, with the fragrance of bamboo leaves, which was very attractive.

Huai An weighed the wine jar, then returned to the stone table in front of the fence, swept the dust and fallen leaves on the stone table with a flick of his sleeve, and placed two more bowls.

He does things very carefully, seemingly slowly, but actually without any hesitation. When he poured the wine into two bowls, his slender wrists were exposed, and a bruise formed a sharp contrast with the pure white skin on the back of his hands. Compared.

While the wine was being poured, the transparent wine reflected sparkling light under the moonlight, making it extraordinarily clear and transparent.

He picked up the bowl and saw the reflection of the Milky Way in the wine with his lowered eyes. The silver belt of the Milky Way was dazzling. One of the black crows flew by, skimming over the reflection in the wine, and then screamed and fell down.

Followed by a black figure.

Huai'an raised the wine glass in his hand: "Friends of Taoism have come from a long way, why don't you come down and have some wine?"

Hidden in the darkness, the black figure looked at Huai An sitting on the stone table through the fence, his hoarse voice hinted at surprise.

"Who am I? It turns out that I am the direct disciple of Immortal Lord Fusheng. I don't know why Huai'an Taoist friend brought me here?"

Huai An raised his eyes, his eyes were cold: "What did I just tell you?"

Soi Ying was slightly taken aback.

"I'll ask you to come in and have a glass of wine." A pure black crow stood on Huai'an's shoulder, and the bright red lips were as deep as poison, with an inexplicable coldness.

Huai'an has always disliked others disobeying his orders, because he is strong enough that he doesn't even need to care about the thoughts of those ants.

Although his cultivation base is no longer powerful, his soul is still there, and the devil energy contained in him is even more pure and strong. Compared with this devil sect in the cultivation world, he is like an ancestor.

As an ancestor of the Demon Sect, Huai'an didn't like the other party ignoring his words.

The black shadow seemed a little annoyed, but he caught a glimpse of the crow on Huai'an's shoulder from the corner of his eye, and immediately swallowed back the scolding in his throat.

"I want to come in, but it's a pity that the enchantment outside of you was set up by Xianjun Yuanying himself. You and I are both members of the Demon Sect. I must know that it is not easy for us to hide in the decency. Please stop joking .”

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