Stupid beauty doesn't want to be a demon

This is the fourth day Xi Feiluan has been sweeping under the bridge at the southwest corner of the Huanxi Palace's meeting hall.

Xi Feiluan couldn't figure it out, and he didn't want to figure it out. He suspected that the ominous hexagram of junior brother was just because the junior brother with an abnormal personality was distressed by the fact that there were too many fallen leaves in the door and no one to clean it, but he had no evidence.

Otherwise, why didn't the younger brother come to the meeting hall for four days!

Four days ago, Xi Feiluan slipped in from the secret mountain crevice, went into the back room and took a set of disciple clothes from the outer sect to change into. Thanks to his understanding of Huanqi Palace, he successfully disguised He became an outer disciple who cleaned all day long.

— Not even a name needs to be edited.

No one noticed that there was an ordinary-looking outer disciple in the sect. This was all due to the fact that most of the outer disciples in Huanxi Palace were not close to each other. They want to show their eyes in front of the elders so that they can get the opportunity to squeeze into the inner sect to practice, but most of them who are not motivated just learn a so-so martial arts, and then dawdle in the sect, honestly doing the chores assigned by the rear affairs hall.

——Because there are very few people who really have a fairy fate, especially at the moment when the aura is weak, it is even more difficult to cultivate. Even the disciples of the three major immortal sects, most of them can only stop at refining qi and building foundations in this life. Those who have broken through the Golden Core are already the best among the three sects. In the smaller sects, the monks at the Golden Core stage are enough to become the elders of the sect.

Before that, Xi Feiluan had already cultivated to the middle stage of Yuanying, and he was the highest among the disciples of the three sects. Even the four or nine days of calamity he suffered when he broke through to Yuanying was still thunderous and raining, and he was strong. The thunderbolt dissipated before it landed on his head. Fortunately, there was no one around during the calamity, otherwise he should have been kicked out as a weirdo at that time.

Xi Feiluan swept the ground here for three days, during which time various disciples came and went, no one cared about him as a little sweeping disciple - this is something that only those with the lowest cultivation level among the outer sect disciples would be assigned to do. This kind of low-level disciple has no one to fawn on.He watched a familiar figure pass by, and even the elders had seen it several times.

But what about the younger brother?Xi Feiluan was a little strange, logically speaking, the younger brother has just become the head, there should be many things that need to be dealt with in the meeting hall, could it be... the younger brother is sleeping in Fu Huafeng's sleeping hall?This is not right, the younger brother is not lazy, and Fuhua Peak is not close to here, at least there are two more hills to climb, separated by a long suspension bridge.There were almost no disciples there, so it was difficult for him to go directly to check.

Wait, half a month later, the internal selection of the Zongmen Dabi will be held. The internal selection of the sect involves a lot of affairs, and the younger brother will definitely come to the meeting hall to discuss this year's competition before then.

While sweeping the floor, Xi Feiluan was thinking, when the sound of footsteps hurried past, the voices of the disciples overshadowed the "rustling" sound of the broom.

"Why is it earlier? In previous years, it would not start until next month..."

"The Great Elder asked us all to participate. The headmaster didn't force us before. I haven't practiced swords for almost ten years. What should I do?"

"Oh, anyway, I just go up to embarrass everyone in front of everyone-I absolutely don't want to go up when the elder is present."

"If it's too embarrassing, the Great Elder might reprimand you in front of everyone! You're shameless, I'll be shameless!"

Xi Feiluan tilted his head, watching the outer disciples walking further and further away, with some doubts in his eyes.

in advance?what advance?The internal selection of the sect... is ahead of schedule?

Wild West.

The carriage is driving on the gray-black horizon, and the sky that is more intense than the land is in contact with the ground. If the family sees it, they will feel that this place is more like a magic palace than the Moshou Palace in the extreme north.

Yu Sheng got out of the carriage and walked up the pitch-black stairs. The surrounding halls were arranged in an arc, all of which were pitch-black. I don't know what materials were used to build them. The style of these halls is also very strange, with the corners of the eaves flying , the window lattices are round and square, which are somewhat similar to several architectural styles in the north and south of the human race, but they are not always the same. If I have to say, they seem to be the product of a patchwork of various styles.

Standing on both sides of the stairs were two rows of demon maids covered in black veils. They waved their hands in the upward direction of the stairs and silently led him forward.

The main entrance of the main hall was covered by a thick black veil, and when Yu Sheng walked to the door, the waiters on both sides lifted the veil and asked Yu Sheng to go inside.

Looking inside, the hall of the Yaozu was pitch black, because every few steps, Yu Sheng would encounter a layer of black veil that was slightly thinner than the main entrance just now, and a servant would slowly pull it to the sides for him, Yu Sheng was able to pass.

Yu Sheng patiently walked through countless black veils, and the silver bells sounded from time to time. He raised his head and saw many delicate silver bells tied on the veils.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, the last layer of heavy veil was lifted, and a black translucent screen appeared in front of Yu Sheng, with vermilion bamboo leaves painted in ink on it.

The back of a person sitting upright is faintly visible behind the screen.

"Your Excellency the Demon King." Yu Sheng stared at the back, as if his eyes could pierce the screen.

After waiting and waiting, there was no movement from that figure.

As soon as Yu Sheng narrowed his eyes, he saw someone standing behind the screen.Although it was blocked by a screen, he could vaguely see that the man was dressed similarly to the other waiters.

Is this the work of the demon king?Yu Sheng recalled the day of the enthronement ceremony, he didn't seem to have seen this figure of the demon clan beside the demon king at the banquet.

Before he could think about it, the monster behind the screen suddenly spoke, his voice was exactly the same as the non-distinguished sentence heard in the mist before: "The king asked why you came?"

Yu Sheng paused for a moment, and said in a calm voice, "The reception at the banquet was not good last time, this time... I'm here to catch up on the old days."

The voice rejected him categorically and neatly: "The king said that there is nothing old to say about you."

Yu Sheng smiled: "I heard that Your Excellency the Demon King has a good relationship with the family teacher, but my sect has strict discipline. The first rule is that disciples are not allowed to associate with demons. It seems that Your Excellency the Demon King is different. wait..."

"Humans, respect Wang Fang!"

"Oh?" Yu Sheng frowned, and her sharp eyes fell on the waiter who was speaking: "Since your Excellency said that you are a guest from afar...but the master is not even willing to show his face, who is not respectful enough?"

"you……"

Yu Sheng's eyes fell on the back of the demon king again, so aggressively, that figure still didn't move at all, not even the ups and downs of breathing.

In this hall, is there really the shadow of the Demon King?

Yu Sheng lowered his eyes and restrained his smile: "Then today's talk has been said, and the old one has been said, Your Excellency the Demon King, take care." He turned and walked outside, passing through the palace that was so quiet that it seemed to be dead, no one stopped him , Only the sound of his footsteps echoed in the hall.

He walked down the stairs slowly. On the flat ground, the groom was waiting tremblingly for the horse. When he saw the man came back, he almost burst into tears: "Master! Here, here!"

Seeing Yu Sheng walking over unharmed, the groom's hanging heart finally settled down: "Master, is things going well?"

Yu Sheng glanced at him, and the sharp eyes made the groom take a half step back.

"It's not going well." Yu Sheng said calmly.

"Ah? Ah..." The groom didn't expect him to answer like this, he couldn't speak, and was at a loss for a while: "Then, what should I do?"

Yu Sheng lifted the curtain and got into the carriage by himself, tilting his head and said: "Drive, go to Guiyuan." His tone was cold: "I don't need the help of... those low-level demons."

"Hey, who is in charge of you?" On the seventh day of sweeping the Huanqi Palace, Xi Feiluan was finally noticed.

The one who noticed him was also an outer disciple, Xi Feiluan recognized him, this disciple has been in the sect for more than ten years, he is... a disciple who likes to eat and doesn't like to work.

The disciple looked at him for half an hour while he was sweeping the floor, Xi Feiluan didn't know what he was looking at, and didn't move, who knew he came up after looking at him: "Ask you, are you hard of hearing?"

Xi Feiluan silently recited a sentence of disrespect to the elders in his heart, and took out the excuse he had prepared before: "I am under Senior Brother Meng."

Xi Feiluan's original juniors were in charge of these disciples, and they were usually responsible for arranging chores for the disciples, but the juniors didn't like to take care of them, and such things as arranging chores would be left directly to the rear affairs hall. The few juniors probably don't even remember how many outer disciples they have under their command.

"Senior Brother Meng's subordinates... Oh, I'm also under Senior Brother Meng's subordinates! What a coincidence, we formed a team during the internal selection of the sect, right?" The disciple rolled his eyes and stared at Xi Feiluan scorchingly.

The annual sect competition in the cultivation world is jointly held by hundreds of immortal sects. This year, it is said that it will be held in the Qin family. At that time, the outstanding disciples of each sect will be sent to the competition to compete.However, each family has a limited number of disciples to participate in. Huanqi Palace conducts internal selections before the Zongmen Grand Competition, in order to select outstanding disciples to participate in the Zongmen Grand Competition.

"Team formation?" Xi Feiluan frowned, showing distress: "But I...don't participate in the sect's internal selection?"

"Hey! You don't know yet, do you?" The disciple raised his eyebrows, half surprised, half inexplicable gloating: "The great elder said that all disciples will participate in the internal selection of the sect this year, all of them! The inner door or the outer door!"

Xi Feiluan: "..."

In previous years, the first round of the school's internal selection was eliminated in the form of two people forming a team freely and then competing with each other, because everyone signed up voluntarily, and [-]% of the applicants were inner school disciples, and everyone won the battle on weekdays. Powerful, there are some militants who want to compete with disciples who are stronger than themselves, and there will be almost no such thing as intentional release of water, but this year...

Xi Feiluan raised his head silently, seeing the elation on the brows of this outer disciple's brow almost flew into the sky.

"..." Xi Feiluan understood that he was treating him as a soft persimmon and was going to use him as a stepping stone.

The author has something to say:

Low EQ: He is lazy.

High EQ: He is... a disciple who loves to eat and doesn't like to work.

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The state from low to high is: Introducing Qi into the body - Refining Qi - Building the foundation (you can start bigu) - Jindan - Yuanying - Out of body - Distraction - Mahayana - Crossing the catastrophe