Daozun and I turned the enemy into gay[Jian San]

"Trouble fellow daoist, test your cultivation first, and then choose courses."

The deacon of Lun Daotai frowned deeply as he looked at the course selection booklet that Shu Yao had sketched out in a few strokes.

On the Taoist platform, the corresponding courses of Foundation Establishment, Golden Elixir, and Nascent Soul are quite different.

This is also common sense, the difference in realm is like a world of difference.

If Yuanying went to Jindan's class, he would feel drowsy.

It is even worse for Jindan to listen to Yuanying, and it is better to listen to heavenly scriptures, but it is not good for the mind to be shaken and the path to be damaged.

The deacon naturally didn't dare to let Shu Yao go to Yuanying's class rashly.

What he was worried about was the young man with the blue eyes of the Daoist. He should be arrogant and talented.

I was afraid that Shu Yao, who had not reached Yuanying's cultivation level, would have the spirit of Yuanying, thinking that listening to the Jindan foundation building course was humiliating himself.

This kind of juvenile deacon who relies on his roots has been seen a lot in the past, and every time he has to spend a lot of effort to invite the big shots behind the discussion stage to solve it.

Shu Yao didn't mess around like the deacon thought, but asked gently with a good temper: "As long as I have the combat power of the Nascent Soul Stage, can I go in and attend classes?"

The deacon was taken aback for a moment, not wanting him to be so talkative, and then replied: "Of course it is possible."

It's just a lot more hassle.

I'm afraid there will be a fight with Nascent Soul Stage.

He saw Shu Yao frowned and smiled, seeming to be slightly proud: "Mr. Please pass it on for me. I have admired Senior Sister Huai's Hidden Jade Sword in the Stone for a long time. I have heard of its reputation for a long time. Now I just want to fight."

The deacon's feet softened.

Is it bad to live?

Dao Zun's disciple came to Xuanshan not long ago, he has no way of understanding the depth of his cultivation and the level of his swordsmanship.

But Huaishuangjian is a real Nascent Soul, relying on the strength of sword repair, even Huashen dared to fight across the border.

I really don't understand what the young people of today think.

On the contrary, Lin Yunhe thought he understood Shu Yao's thoughts very well.

The immortal junior brother who dared to beat Dao Zun must be the one who beat the younger generation the most.

He patted the deacon's shoulder very well, and said in a mature tone, "Sir, don't be afraid, Junior Brother Shu, he is very good at swordsmanship, and even Dao Zun appreciates it..."

Lin Yunhe hastily swallowed the long-brainwashed "dare to fight even the Daoist", risking Wei Heng's reputation.

What can a deacon do?

He can only pass on.

Fortunately, the two of them came early. When the deacon went to deliver the lecture, the teacher who taught the sermon had not yet arrived.

The voice of a teenager in a room is like bubbles rolling on a pot of boiling water unwilling to be lonely.

Someone said coolly: "I don't know if Brother Li has heard, but Dao Zun rejected Brother Li at the beginning, but now he plans to accept others as his disciples."

The young man surnamed Li did not show any weakness, his eyes glared, and he retorted: "Why, could it be that I misremembered, brother Luo is different, so I can't recommend myself?"

He raised his chin and looked around the classroom, and said with a smile, "I'll be honest, among those sitting here, including Senior Sister Huai, who hasn't been turned away by Daoist?"

This topic resonated with everyone, and the teenagers slapped the table together and laughed loudly.

Huai Shuangjian looked up.

The moment she raised her head, the sunlight shining through the window was suddenly icy cold, like the light flowing from frosty white ice and snow reflected on the face of a sword.

Huai Shuangjian was born beautiful.

But the corners of her eyebrows turned with the majestic spirit of a long sword drawn out of its sheath, and a gleam of light fell from the sword in her eyes, no matter who saw it, she couldn't help being intimidated, forgetting the frivolous appearance itself.

The whole classroom became silent because of Huai Shuangjian's slight movement of raising his head.

It's funny to say, their youths are Nascent Souls, whoever walks out is also a figure held by their own sect in the palm of their hands in the future, and ordinary deities can easily look down on them.

You must know that the transformation of the gods is placed outside, but it is a big person who can establish a sect and build a temple to worship after death.

But he is afraid of Huaishuangjian alone.

After a while, a young man whispered: "Senior Sister Huai, we are not saying that you are not good."

Don't draw your sword.

If you can't beat them again and again, you will lose face if you get beaten in vain.

Huai Shuangjian was slightly puzzled.

From Huai Shuangjian's point of view, she just listened to her name, raised her head and waited politely for them to continue.

She answered rigidly in terms of facts: "No."

"I have practiced swords since I was a child, and I have admired Dao Zun's swordsmanship until now. It is a pity that I was not accepted by him."

Huai Shuang Jianping's plain words unexpectedly aroused the young man's sentimentality.

The young man surnamed Luo who was the first to provoke the flames of war wiped his eyes, sighed, and said vicissitudes of life: "Who is not?"

Daoist Wei Heng.

For more than a thousand years, the person who is most likely to break through the realm and ascend to the sky, is the number one sword in the world.

Who didn't grow up listening to his legends?

With peerless talents like them and strong backgrounds, who wouldn't want to be greedy and have Wei Heng personally teach him the way of swordsmanship?

After a few exchange of eyes, all the teenagers in the house became sad and indignant:

"How can that He De, surnamed Shu, who was just an unknown person before, be favored by Daoist?"

"I don't agree!"

"I don't agree! The rules of the Dao Discussion Platform are simple, and the winner is determined by the sword in your hand. I want to see if it's my poor eyesight, or the surname Shu is just a bag of grass besides gold and jade!"

"Well said! Bring paper and pen, I want to make a battle card! If he can win me, I will be convinced and apologize to him!"

"Brother Li, don't snatch my battle post!"

Huai Shuangjian was even more inexplicable, wondering what you are talking about.

People rely on their ability to make Dao Zun fancy.

What does this have to do with whether you can beat or not?

It was a disaster.

When the steward came in, the scene was full of anger, and saliva flew together with paper and pen.

He wiped off his cold sweat, dared not say a word, carefully handed the battle post to Huai Shuangjian, and whispered: "Fellow Daoist Huai, this is a battle post that Fellow Daoist Shu entrusted me to bring to you."

Huai Shuangjian took it, only to see a row of scrawled words "I heard that the jade sword hidden in the stone in your hand has been famous for a long time, but I want a fight, Shu Yao."

She couldn't help saying the word Shu Yao aloud.

The eyes of the teenagers were like lightning, regardless of the fear of Huai Shuangjian, they all gathered on her.

The young man surnamed Luo lost his voice and said, "Shu Yao, the Shu Yao who was favored by the Taoist?"

There was a dead silence.

The young man surnamed Li tremblingly said: "I underestimated this brother Shu, I apologize."

He dared to write the war letter of Huaishuangjian, not afraid of being beaten.

is a person.

"I apologize too."

"Add me."

The teenagers who succumbed to Huai Shuangjian's rule spoke out one after another.

With a "click", Huai Shuangjian closed the battle post, and the room returned to silence.

She looked at the deacon calmly and said, "Mr. Lao will tell Fellow Daoist Shu for me that I will fight."

What is left to the teacher is a clean room without a classroom.

Following Huai Shuangjian was a group of mighty youngsters who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement.

In comparison, Shu Yao, who only had Linyunhe by his side, seemed very weak and weak, without any support.

"I received a call from my junior brother."

Huai Shuangjian opened his mouth without any foreshadowing greetings, and went straight in like cutting gold and jade:

"It just so happens that I am very curious about my junior brother. Thank you junior brother for taking the initiative to help me in this battle."

Shu Yao cupped his hands with a smile. Compared with Huaishuangjian's sword-like tall and straight, his posture is much more lazy. With that gorgeous appearance, he almost looks like a soft bun:

"It's thanks to my senior sister for helping me."

Firstly, in the eyes of all the young people, he has no vertical and horizontal sword energy on his body, no ice cold pool in his eyes, very unfathomable, like a straw bag with a beautiful appearance

Secondly, Huai Shuangjian had accumulated prestige in their hearts for a long time, so they couldn't understand others treating her so contemptuously.

Immediately, someone booed: "Speak wild words now, but don't be beaten by Senior Sister Huai until you lie on the ground and can't take it back."

Someone laughed and echoed: "Isn't it? In this way, people who can impress Dao Zun are no different from us. They were beaten on the ground by Senior Sister Huai and couldn't get up."

"I don't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and some of them are his jokes."

Shu Yao didn't feel anything.

He knew very well that once he got involved with a legendary figure like Wei Heng, he would also become legendary.

Once a legend, everything must be perfect and impeccable.

Coincidentally, how much is the Greedy Wolf Envoy inferior to Dao Zun?

Has Shu Yao ever been afraid of other people's words?

Only Lin Yunhe couldn't stop worrying, clutching Shu Yao's sleeve nervously and refusing to let go: "Junior Brother Shu is really sure about Sister Zhan Huai? Let me take the liberty to ask, I don't know what level Junior Brother is in now?"

Shu Yao lifted his lips and smiled, and said in a lazy voice, "To be honest, I'm refining Qi now."

Lin Yunhe laughed awkwardly: "How is it possible, junior brother is so funny——"

When the battle is imminent, he still has the mind to joke.

wait a minute

He met Shu Yao's eyes, suddenly realized something, hesitantly said: "Senior Brother, are you serious?"

"correct."

Lin Yunhe almost knelt down for him.

He even wanted to persuade him to admit defeat directly.

The teacher who was supposed to be in class broke down and shouted in class: "Dao Zun asked me to take good care of Shu Yao!"

This is good, Dao Zun's disciples were bullied by a group of youngsters he taught before he warmed up.

Should I apologize with death?

Wei Heng's spiritual sense can cover thousands of miles, and he pays special attention to the Lun Dao platform these days.

He sensed the voice of the master, and while feeding the geese, he thought helplessly, I was afraid that he would tear down the discussion platform.

After all, rebuilding is expensive.