After the battle to damage the Immortal Venerable to prove the ruthless way

The chrysanthemum in the old man's hand trembled in fright: "???"

"You are the signature facade of my Taiwei faction, what if you become my Taiwei?"

Lin Yuan: ...

It doesn't have to be so straightforward.

"Why don't I take my chrysanthemum and go to Wuwang Realm to carry the seal for you, and Taiwei Sect will send it to you!"

Lin Yuan: ...

It doesn't have to be so generous.

"You forcibly divided your own soul and pulled a shadow back from the realm of innocence. Isn't it just to save him? Lin Jiran's resentment, but he kept slandering Ji Yunzhi for killing more than 30 disciples. If you carry it I can't protect him if I can't help becoming a feather."

"This time, the realm of demons and ghosts is full of illusions, and there is no scorching sun. Your shadow can rest in it for a while."

The chrysanthemum in Lin Jingfeng's hand turned casually.

Thousands of streamers and moonlight unexpectedly flew into Lin Yuan's body.

Gradually restore the body that had become very transparent under the black robe.

"You young people nowadays, it is unlucky to think about whether you will become immortal or not. Although you are an immortal, I will grow up with you anyway, old man, and you can't bear to see me alone at my age It's too petty."

"The realm of demons and ghosts itself has a serious backlash against the immortal body. You must not use spells rashly in the territory, otherwise you will die, and I will not send a single chrysanthemum to worship you."

After Lin Jingfeng finished all this, the silver-white chrysanthemum in his hand gradually withered.

He put his hands behind his back, shaking his head and humming a song.

"The old man said it a long time ago, what kind of ruthless way is it to cultivate at a young age..."

"This ruthless way, no one has been able to cultivate it since ancient times..."

"Speaking of which, you put my..."

Lin Jingfeng only spoke half of what he said.

I saw Linyuan standing under the moonlight, looking back at the palace with warm butter lamps.

Under the red sun that slowly climbed up the mountain.

It started to become transparent!

When the sunlight completely penetrated his body, he completely disappeared.

Lin Jingfeng:? ? ?

If I had known earlier, I would not have prepared so many words, and cut directly to the topic.

After finally dismantling and devouring the fat orange, he was licking the fur on his paws contentedly.

But he was so shocked by the sight in front of him that he doubted Miaosheng.

Meow meow meow? ? ?

I am such a big master.

Why does it melt when the sun comes out?

Everything about last night seemed like a dream.

The first thing Yan Zizhi did when he woke up was to check his storage ring.

damned.

It's clear that he sneaked into Linyuan's main hall secretly, and plucked the wool openly.

How could he sleep so dead on the couch and dream of Lin Yuan.

Dreamed that Linyuan stole his things.

Fortunately fortunately.

Lingyao's wine is all there, and there is a silly bird that sleeps deader than him.

It seems that there is nothing, and it seems that something is wrong.

Yan Zizhi stretched.

I have to say that Linyuan's palace is full of aura, and after just sleeping for a night, the wound on his body that was originally extremely sore has healed a lot.

At this moment, I just feel refreshed, and the whole demon is in a much better mood.

Yan Zizhi reluctantly said goodbye to Feng Shuibao.

Today is the opening day of the Spiritual Assembly, so he can't be late.

Otherwise, I still don't know how to be arranged by that rich flower in the world.

Before the soul asking meeting, the Taiwei faction arranged a departure banquet.

When Yan Zizhi arrived at the cafeteria.

The whole pair of eyes are sparkling.

Tai Wei Pai's food is also very good.

No wonder Ji Yunzhi can be raised so juicy and juicy.

Not to mention the dazzling array of buffet food, there is even a revolving hot pot.

Grilled sausages, fish balls, hairy tripe, and yellow throat are all available.

The point is that the entire cafeteria is also very introverted.

Next, let's turn our attention to the barbecue booth that is far away from the revolving hot pot.

Freshly cut fat beef, immature lamb legs, and leeks that are not to be outdone.

The Taiwei faction provided all the food for the spirit asking conference, and it was completely free.

Help, what kind of beautiful cultivating school is this.

Rich and self-willed!

Many disciples from other sects had already built their foundations and bigu, and now they were swallowing their saliva desperately, but they still held their swords, maintaining their full majesty, and did not dare to come down to eat.

And so a scene arose.

The cafeteria was full of delicacies from mountains and seas, surrounded by envious young disciples.

But there was only one person carrying the plate around to eat.

That's right, this person is Yan Zizhi.

He also followed a little oriole.

At this moment, Xiao Huangqi doesn't make a system either, so what kind of system is she going to do?

Is being a foodie as happy as being a system?

"Is that Ji Yunzhi who didn't establish a foundation in the Taiwei Sect?"

"That legendary number one beauty in the Three Realms, isn't she trash?"

"But suddenly I really want to be a waste, eh."

The rich and noble flower in the world stood silently in the middle of the cafeteria, staring at Yan Zizhi who was busy looking for food.

Yan, who had been looking for food for a long time, finally realized that he still had teammates.

He thoughtfully (against his will) took a piece of fruit for his teammates.

When he returned to his teammates with a mountain of small dinner plates.

A strong thigh rests on the chair in front of him.

block his way.

"Rang Rang, you are blocking my cumin lamb leg."

Yan Zizhi didn't even lift his eyelids.

??The owner of the thick thighs is obviously not conscious and will not give in at all.

"Excuse me, is the cafeteria run by your family?" Yan Zizhi decided to give courtesy first and then fight.

"No."

Thick thighs are very honest.

"Then may I ask if the blue bricks and black tiles on the ground were laid by your family?"??

"No."

"Since you didn't run the cafeteria, and you didn't pave the road, what are you doing to stop me?"

Yan Zizhi was very strange.

But Xiao Huangqi didn't think it was strange at all.

[Because you are Ji Yunzhi, you are Ji Yunzhi now, they all habitually bully Ji Yunzhi. 】

Really miserable.

"Because I am Xianba."

The owner of the thick thighs patted his thighs to show his strength.

What is Xianba?

Xiao Huangqi: [I translate it as the founder of bullying in the world of cultivating immortals. 】

Referred to as the hooligan boss of the world of cultivating immortals.

By the way, Xiao Huangqi gave Yan Zizhi a popular science, how the original owner was bullied.

[For example, tie a chain and punish him to run around the cafeteria.

For another example, blending the leftovers together and crushing them forced him to eat them.

Another example is that he coveted Ji Yunzhi's body and wanted to use this furnace to improve his cultivation, so he secretly prescribed strong medicine.

In the end, he didn't succeed, but Ji Yunzhi tactfully acted in front of everyone because of the medicine, and his face was disgraced. 】

After learning about the tragic history, Yan Zizhi nodded.

"Understood, he is here to deliver medicine to me, he is really a kind man."

Little Yellow Oriole: [Do you have any misunderstandings about kindness? ? 】

Or was it too intense that night and broke your mind?

I saw Yan Zizhi respectfully put the food in his hand on the table next to him.

"I'm sorry, I wronged you to stay here for a while."

Respect for food is the basic principle of a foodie.

Yan Zizhi rolled up his sleeves and looked at the opponent's thick arms.

When he was about to start, his pig teammate stopped him from the side.

"Don't cause trouble, I estimate that you have a 90.00% chance of defeating him."

The rich flower in the world is not afraid of trouble, the rich flower in the world just doesn't want to cause trouble.

If the teammate he's looking for is constantly being confronted like this, it's going to cause him a lot of trouble getting to the Oracle.

"Let's analyze the teams that are threatening us this time."

Fuguihua in the world is very calm.

"First of all, it was led by the young master of Wangyue Palace..."

Yan Zizhi couldn't listen to him.

Xianba snorted through his nose: "I heard that you slaughtered your fellow disciples in a hopeless situation. I can't bear that."

"I advise you to kneel down and admit your mistake. I will teach you a lesson for those little disciples."

"Today I want to let you know what it means to climb for the Lord!"

Yan Zizhi pushed away Yan Wuvi's hand.

It just so happened that he also wanted to get some benefits back for the body of the original owner.

Seriously analyze the words of the battlefield:  …

Too bad, I found a pig teammate.

He sat there silently, thinking about how to refuse Yan Zizhi to find another team so as to be more tactful.

People around began to sneak around to watch the show.

Some people even grabbed a watermelon and held it in their hands, digging and eating it spoon by spoon.

Every time this tyrant bullies Ji Yunzhi, it is a pleasing picture.

After all, I feel pity for the way the delicate beauty is pressed to the ground with tears in her eyes.

It's just that this time the picture doesn't seem to be so beautiful.

The person who was crushed on the ground changed from a beautiful woman to a burly man.

Jiaodi's teary-eyed look was replaced by a howling like a pig being slaughtered.

The interest suddenly fell to the extreme.

No ornamental value.

Even the melon in my hand is not sweet anymore.

Yan Zizhi didn't seem to have had enough fun.

Turn around and ask melon eaters to take a watermelon knife.

There was a circle of cuts on that Xianba's wrist and ankle.

The hole is not very deep, but it is enough for the other party to make a pig cry.

"The younger brothers who called you will bring you medicine."

"Remember, ask for the most expensive one."

"Also, show me a little later, what is ''climbing for the Lord''."

Except for the sound of slaughtering pigs, the surroundings became quiet again.

Everyone was overwhelmed by the cruel and abnormal methods of the people in front of them.

Where is this bullying?

This is killing me.

The rich flower in the world who sat there for a long time, because she had never watched Ji Yunzhi being bullied.

So it is taken for granted that his teammates are under control at this moment.

So he finally clenched his fists and made up his mind.

Rub to stand up.

Decided to add insult to injury.

"Ji Yunzhi, why don't we just leave here..."

The four words of parting ways stuck in my throat and I didn't say it.

People with snow-white skin.

A teammate who is "controlled" by himself.

But Yanyan smiled and handed him a bottle of medicine.

A bottle of extremely precious elixir used to treat trauma.

Yan Wuwei looked down at the marks on his wrists and ankles that had been strangled by the chains.

This is not without violation, it is speechless.

This person named Ji Yunzhi in front of him actually... went through all kinds of hardships to get medicine for him?

Sure enough, he had another purpose in saving himself in the cage!

He actually has a crush on himself!

Yan Wuwei looked at the medicine bottle passed in front of him, wondering for a moment whether he should accept this wish that belonged to the other party.

Accept it, he didn't have much feeling for Ji Yunzhi by chance.

Don't accept it, this affection is moving.

The rich and noble flowers in the world are very entangled.

Sure enough, the whole world is coveting him.

His background, his beauty, everything about him... Even if he is down and out, he still can't escape this kind of trouble.

Damn, sweet and painful burden.

"What did you just say, what happened to the young master of Wangyue Palace?"

Yan Zizhi didn't care what little theater his teammates were thinking about at all.

Throw the medicine bottle into Yan Wuwei's hand.

He picked up his plate again.

Yan Wuwei stroked the medicine bottle.

Also with the warmth of the opponent's hand.

Ji Yunzhi was afraid that it would be embarrassing for him to reject him on the spot...

Since he was so afraid of being rejected, he changed the subject.

Yan Wuwei decided to save the other party's face.

"The young master of Wangyue Palace..."

It is a very threatening team in this conference.

but.

He lowered his head without saying a word.

The young master who is "very threatening" is lying on the ground and performing "Climb for Master".

After climbing, Baba was wronged and pulled Yan Zizhi's thigh.

Hold tight.

Howling: "Is your team still short of people?"

Yan Zizhi took a step forward, dragging a huge and heavy object without any influence.

"I can help you."

Obviously this condition is not attractive enough.

Yan Zizhi took another step forward.

"I am the young master of Wangyue Palace, and I can provide all the funds."

Yan Zizhi silently thought of the young master of the demon clan with nine feathers.

The same is the young master, it seems that there is not much temptation.

He took another step forward.

"Our cafeteria is even grander than Taiwei Pai's. As long as you bring me, I will provide you with free food and drink throughout your life!"

Yan Zizhi did not move.

The whole life looks like three to five hundred years.

Not bad, it's a good deal.

Little Quail's family is very good, but the Yaozu's food is really not good. ??

All bloody dead things, genies,

Not good at cooking, it tastes a little barbaric.

Yan Zizhi was about to let go and agree.

"My young master does not agree, sorry, our team is full."

A very chic voice came from behind the crowd.

The crowd made way very consciously.

A few people wearing the uniforms of high-ranking disciples of the Taiwei Sect, with the words "unreconciled and unwilling" written all over their faces, walked in the forefront to lead the way for those behind them.

The man was wearing a bright golden Taoist robe, shaking a feather fan in his hand, with a rebellious expression on his face.

If it wasn't Xiang Jiurong, who else?

Can you be willing to lead the way for the young master of the Yaozu?

Originally, the Taiwei Sect only informed the disciples of the Righteous Way Immortal Sect based on the principle of "fairness".

So at this moment, only immortal cultivators gathered in the cafeteria, not demon clan or other cultivators.

Redefines ''fairness''.

Killing a young master of the monster clan halfway, is still the pinnacle of cultivation among young disciples in the world.

Which cultivator would be happy.

The thigh in front of him was so plump, and he was dealt with immediately.

You must know that the young master of Wangyue Palace is also a late Yuanying cultivation base.

Yan Zizhi didn't even use his spiritual power just now.

How can such a thick thigh be let go?

As the young master of Wangyue Palace, he actually has no interest in the oracle platform.

He just wants to make a name for himself.

You see, he doesn't conflict with the purpose of this thigh at all, and he is very suitable as a teammate.

However, someone blocked the way.

Still can't afford to offend that.

Xiang Jiurong was dressed in a golden Taoist uniform to the extreme.

He thought that he had been separated from his "ex-wife" for so long, and if he appeared again, he would have to blind his eyes so that he would only see himself and no one else.

You know, it was hard for him to persuade (be beaten) their old man to let him come.

Yan Zizhi kept his eyes on his dinner plate, staring at the steaming mist that curled up in a daze.

In fact, a few more pendants in his team are not a big deal.

After all, the weapon spirit is his in the end, the reward is also his, and the oracle platform is also his.

He couldn't understand, what are these people fighting for?

Little Yellow Oriole: 【You greedy demon, you actually want to swallow everything for yourself. 】

Yan Zizhi: "Isn't this my usual style of doing things?"

Little Yellow Oriole: 【I'm speechless. 】

The system silently looked to the side, the two groups of people who almost fought each other.

Fight for loneliness.

"You're talking nonsense, even if you are included, there are only three people, so why can't you add this young master?"

Not to be outdone, the fat young master of Wangyue Palace applied to play.

Everyone is the young master, who is inferior to the other.

"Who said there were only three people?"

Xiang Jiurong stepped back slightly.

A dry and thin figure behind him was revealed.

It's a child.

A little beggar to be exact.

The crumpled black Taoist robe worn by the little beggar didn't quite fit his figure, and the Taoist robe hung loosely on it, like a hanger.

"What the hell is this, a mortal? Mortals are not allowed to participate in the Spiritual Assembly!"

The young master of Wangyue Palace found a reason.

Yan Zizhi put down the dinner plate.

He bent down and his eyes fell on the little boy.

??The little boy blinked at him, and smiled sweetly: "Hello, big brother, my name is Bugui."

"Where did you come from?" Yan Zizhi didn't take his eyes off the little boy, but he was asking the little quail.

It was rare for Xiang Jiurong to see his "ex-wife" use such a serious tone, and hurried up to flatter her.

"My old man arranged for me."

Because he knew Yan Zizhi's character, Xiang Jiurong told him all about the past and the aftermath without waiting for him to ask.

"I didn't see my old man when I went back to Yaozu, but I saw this little guy. The demon general told me that the old man asked me to take him out to play and practice. Don't I just want to join in the fun with you?"

circle focus.

Mainly thinking about 'ex-wife'.

But Xiang Jiurong dared not speak out.

"How did you get here?" Yan Zizhi looked at him with a ray of sunshine in his eyes.

"Of course Taiwei sent eight palanquins to invite me here!"

"speak English."

The little quail hesitated: "I brought three thousand big demons and demolished the archway of the Taiwei School, and they had to invite me in..."

Yan Zizhi understood.

After all, the few Taiwei disciples who led the way all had slightly bruised faces and were full of resentment.

In fact, Xiang Jiurong regretted it when he turned his head and walked back on Wangshancheng Street.

If Ji Yunzhi was brought out of something, he would definitely lead the monster army to crush the Taiwei faction.

So seeing that he didn't wait for his old man, he didn't care about the identity of the little boy named Bugui, and brought him over to chase Ji Yunzhi non-stop.

The moment he saw Ji Yunzhi, he felt a big stone in his heart fall to the ground.

She really deserves to be the ex-wife of the young master of the demon clan.

Only if he bullies others, he will not be bullied.

The young master is very proud.

"So, you haven't seen the Demon Lord in person?" Yan Zizhi moved his eyes away from Bugui.

Very calm.

"No, he often loses sight of his head and tail. He doesn't know where to go to do bad things. It's okay. Don't worry. I'll take care of things for you. Isn't he just a brat?"

In fact, Xiang Jiurong thinks this little kid is quite pleasing to the eye.

His features are clear and his eyes are beautiful, and there is a cold air on his body.

It has the demeanor of their demon clan.

"Maybe it's our old man's illegitimate son. He didn't have the face to tell me before he avoided it."

There are more than 40 people in the entire Taiwei Pai cafeteria who participated in the soul asking conference.

Hearing these words, they all looked at Xiang Jiurong in unison.

Big gossip.

The Yaozu is a secret.

That is, everyone is holding back their expressions, not daring to show a sigh.

So as not to be hated by the young master of the Yaozu.

Yan Zizhi also felt that if he continued to ask questions at this moment, maybe a certain innocent young master would pour out all the things of his family's [-]th generation ancestors.

So he didn't reject the people brought by Xiang Jiurong.

"All the people are here, let's go get the secret sign."

I really don't have the patience to continue waiting.

As captain. (self-proclaimed)

He is obliged to take three players with their own styles.

The rules of this Spiritual Asking Conference are difficult to say the least.

In the first round, every four people form a team, a total of ten teams.

Those who fail to form a team will directly have a bye and will be deprived of the qualification to enter the secret realm.

So the young master of Wangyue Palace did not continue to struggle.

Dark poking dragged his fat body back to the corner to open the sound transmission talisman.

"No, I couldn't get in..."

The author has something to say:

Xianba: I am Xianba! ! !

Yanzi: What, senbei?Is it tasty?

Campus bullying or something, uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uuuuuuuuuh

Tomorrow is the anniversary of the death of the author's mother. I need to work for a day without asking for leave. I will update it in advance today.

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