Master, do you touch your tail? [Transmigration Book]

"How are you getting ready?"

"Go back to the elder, everything is ready."

Under the corridor, a tall and straight man was bent over, his eyes were lowered, and he dared not look directly at the person in front of him.

The man in the room was dressed in a brocade robe, holding a long hairpin made of gold in his hand, and was teasing the birds in the cage leisurely.

After a long time, he turned around, looked at the respectful disciple under the corridor, and chuckled, "The key to this plan is you."

"Do well, in the future, I will naturally not treat you badly."

"Yes, the disciple understands."

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After leaving the elder's residence, Ye Fengshan stopped walking and was stunned for a while.

Suddenly, someone tapped him on the shoulder, "Feng Shan, why are you so preoccupied?"

"Hao Qiang, it's you."

Seeing that he was an acquaintance, Ye Fengshan breathed a sigh of relief, he squeezed his brows, "I'm just worried about disciple Dabi."

Ye Fengshan is now in the Nascent Soul Stage Dzogchen, if there is no accident, this time the disciple competition, the Nascent Soul Stage competition, he must have the ability to compete for the top three.

However, if he wants to fulfill the elder's request, Ye Fengshan has no other choice, he can only take the first place, so that he can have the opportunity to get close to Shen Guantang and complete the elder's task.

only……

The disciples who are both in the Nascent Soul stage are actually very familiar with each other.

To say that the person with the highest cultivation level in the Nascent Soul Stage, the first name that everyone thinks of must be Yun Yanxing.

Yun Yanxing is the suzerain's direct disciple, with the same single-fire spiritual root as the suzerain, with excellent aptitude, he was already a disciple of the Nascent Soul stage at a young age.

This time, Yun Yanxing originally wanted to participate in the disciple competition. However, she suddenly realized that she had been in seclusion for a long time. If she could get out before the disciple competition, she would also lose the qualification to participate in the disciple competition. The cultivator has already surpassed the realm of the disciple Dabi!

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Without Yun Yanxing, the possibility of Ye Fengshan wanting to win the first place is much higher.

But, just in case, if I can't...

"Brother Ye, you can't talk nonsense about this." Hao Qiang said hastily after hearing Ye Fengshan's worry.

After finishing speaking, he lowered his voice, looked around again, and pulled Ye Fengshan into an empty room with no one there. After setting up the formation, he said, "Brother Ye, did you forget Hong Changfeng?" What happened to him?"

Hong Changfeng was the disciple of An Shaofeng who caught a fox casually when Ruan Xing was looking for Tianhu before.

Originally, Hong Changfeng was very favored, otherwise he wouldn't have dared to do such a thing. However, after that time, he was gradually squeezed out of An Shaofeng's inner circle, and Ruan Xing was also very angry about this. default attitude.

As for Yu Wei who advised Hong Changfeng, his fate was not much better than that of Hong Changfeng.

From being arrogant at the beginning, to now he can only be a man with his tail between his legs, and has to endure the ridicule of people he once despised. Perhaps, Hong Changfeng is more unbearable than death.

After Hao Qiang tricked Yu Wei and asked him to give Hong Changfeng that idea, he turned around and caught up with another very promising personal disciple in An Shaofeng. In the eyes of Ye Fengshan, the trust in him is also increasing day by day.

Hearing Hao Qiang mention Hong Changfeng at this time, Ye Fengshan's heart shuddered.

His voice became more and more firm, "Ye will definitely not be entrusted by the elders!"

Hao Qiang also complimented at the right time, "With Brother Ye's aptitude, as long as he can perform normally in the disciple competition, the leader is always easy to catch."

Ye Fengshan laughed loudly, and patted Hao Qiang's shoulder, "Then I will accept your good words!"

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Disciple Dabi, Nascent Soul stage arena.

Because the number of disciples in the Nascent Soul Stage has shrunk significantly compared to the Qi Refining Stage, they used the method of drawing lots to fight against the enemy at the beginning.

If the number is odd, there will be one lucky person who will directly enter the next round without going through the competition.

After all, luck is also a kind of strength.

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The competition of monks in the Nascent Soul Stage is much more attractive than the previous Qi Refining Stage, Foundation Establishment Stage, and Golden Core Stage. Various spells are blooming on the ring, which makes people overwhelmed.

Among the Yunxiao Sect disciples onlookers, there are from Qi Entraining Stage to Golden Core Stage, and there are even quite a few Yuanying Stage disciples.

For low-level disciples, although there is a high probability that they will not be able to understand the competition between the Nascent Soul stage disciples, as long as they watch it, it will leave a little mark in their memory, and they will also enter the Jindan stage in the future , or even in the Nascent Soul stage, maybe there will be an epiphany.

Naturally, Xu Lingjing would not miss such a grand event, and Huan Ru still stood with him in an elegant and modest manner.

In this disciple competition, both Xu Lingjing and Huan Ru's results were pretty good, and they almost all entered the top [-] in the Qi refining period. Although they were very far behind, Xu Lingjing was already very satisfied.

Not to mention the various treasures of heaven and earth that were rewarded, but just the fact that he will be an inner disciple later on is enough for Xu Lingjing to be happy.

"It's a pity that Zhiyuan is not here." Xu Lingjing sighed.

"Brother Xu doesn't have to be like this." Huan Ru shook his folding fan lightly and said with a smile, "Now that you have the token of the inner sect, you can go to Chuiyun Peak to visit."

"Brother Huan is right." Xu Lingjing immediately smiled, "Since I have become an inner sect disciple, it will be more convenient to go and play with Zhiyuan."

After the two chatted for a few words, they stopped talking and focused on watching the competition in the ring.

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While looking at the colorful spells on the ring, Shen Guantang was stunned in his heart. Sure enough, is this the foundation of the great sect?

If it weren't for the formation, it is estimated that the ground would have been shaken by now.

And if the realm is higher, such as the Mahayana period, or even the monks of the Transcending Tribulation period, if they really fight, they can even move mountains and fill seas, directly changing the local landscape.

But now, these are just common sense in Shen Guantang's mind, he has not tried it himself.

Speaking of which, Shen Guantang felt that he had some similarities with the original owner of this body, for example... the house, and for example, he should be more tolerant and patient with animals.

Therefore, since entering the Mahayana stage, the original owner really...has never left the Cloud Sect a step away.

Suddenly, Shen Guantang's eyes focused, and his eyes fell on the ring in the middle.

"Huh? Is this the end?"

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In the middle of the arena, Ye Fengshan tried his best to support his body, raised his hands and clasped his fists and said, "I accept it."

Opposite him was a tall and broad man with a long black knife in his hand. His situation was worse than Ye Fengshan's. He could only slightly nod his head in response, and then sat cross-legged on the spot the next moment. Meditate and heal up.

Up to now, the winner of the Nascent Soul stage has been divided.

The person who won this time the leader of the disciple competition is none other than Ye Fengshan!

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After swallowing the recovery elixir, Ye Fengshan meditated and adjusted his breath for a while, and the wounds and spiritual power on his body were almost recovered.

However, thinking of what he was going to do next, even Ye Fengshan felt a little flustered.

Assassinate a Mahayana monk!

If it wasn't for the task ordered by the elder himself, Ye Fengshan would never have dared to think about it before, okay?

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In the disciple competition, all the monks who won the top three will be able to receive the... um, rewards from the great experts in the sect in person?

When he knew this rule, Shen Guantang even complained silently in his heart, a bit like a principal awarding a graduation certificate.

However, in the Cloud Sect, the only one who can personally hand out rewards is the No. 1 in the Nascent Soul stage in the disciple competition.

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On the high platform, Ye Fengshan stood in a row with the other two, but his position was slightly forward, No.2 was behind, and No.3 was at the end. The positions between the three formed a triangle.

No.2 and No.3 rewards have been sent out.

Shen Guantang got up, put the little fox in his arms on his original seat, nodded the little fox's head, and said softly, "I'll go and see, don't make trouble."

Recently, this little fox seems to have learned the skill of competing for pets without a teacher. At the beginning, Shen Guantang didn't realize it, but after a few times, Shen Guantang noticed the little thing's intentions.

However, not only did Shen Guantang not blame the little fox for his subtlety, but he doted on him even more.

As for the reason, it is also very simple. What bad thoughts can the little fox have?

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Shen Guantang walked up to the high platform, turned his palms, and a wooden tray appeared in his palm, holding a small golden bell on it.

"This thing is a phantom sound bell." Shen Guantang's voice was cold, and his tone was calm, "It's an excellent defensive magic weapon."

However, Shen Guantang did not elaborate on the specific use of the phantom bell, and the reason was very simple, no one would casually expose their hole cards, so Shen Guantang could only click on this defensive magic weapon.

Shen Guantang flicked his left hand lightly, and the small and exquisite phantom bell floated in front of Ye Fengshan, "I hope you will not forget your original intention in the future and forge ahead."

"Thank you, Elder Shen, for your suggestion."

Ye Fengshan bent down, and there was a trace of struggle in his eyes, but after he noticed the sight behind him, he gritted his teeth and crushed the jade talisman in his hand.

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In the next moment, an invisible ripple centered on Ye Fengshan, rippling away non-stop.

Shen Guantang was the first to bear the brunt, and his body froze immediately, but what was worse was that his thoughts, like his body, became more and more stagnant when turning.

Suddenly, severe pain seemed to come from the depths of his soul, as if every piece of his soul was clamoring and tearing.

The pain went straight to the depths of the soul, so that Shen Guantang's figure seemed to be crumbling.

But no, absolutely... Absolutely nothing can happen at this time!

Shen Guantang worked hard to run his brain, trying to analyze his best reaction after such a situation occurred.

However, before he could figure it out, a fiery red figure approached and grabbed Shen Guantang's struggling body.

The bodies of the two people were very close, almost arm to arm, and it was because of this person that Shen Guantang did not fall down on the spot.

Shen Guantang tried his best to turn his head, trying to see clearly who the person who was supporting him was.

However, he only saw a Nuo mask.

The man was tall and slender, wearing a red dress on his body, making him more ostentatious. The Nuo mask on his face was mainly red, and his eyes were wide open, looking ferocious and majestic.

A lazy voice sounded, "Master, it's time to go back."

Who is this person?

Why did he call me Master?

Shen Guantang's mind was in a mess right now, but he still nodded instinctively.

No matter who this person is, as long as he can take him out of here, he will be his life's benefactor!

However, the plan cannot keep up with the changes.

Suddenly, a cold snort resounded from all directions, "Where is the monster that took away Elder Shen's body! Hurry up and die!"

Shen Guantang was startled, and could not help but flinch.

The pain from the depths of his soul made it difficult for him to maintain his composure. The fear deep in his heart was shattered on the spot, and Shen Guantang only had two big words hovering in his mind, "It's over."

And the man in red wearing the Nuo mask instantly recognized the location of the person who made the sound, and looked at that person as if he was looking at a dead person.

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The next chapter is going to be V. If there is no accident, it will be three chapters in one.

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[Gu Dan received "The Spiritualist is Reborn" in advance]

In the previous life, Yan Zhi was imprisoned in a room from which he could not leave after displaying the traits of the spirit of speech since he was a child.

Every once in a while, someone would come in and teach him to speak word by word.

Yan Zhi finally died of divine punishment.

But for some reason, Yan Zhi got a chance to do it again, this time, he chose to leave without hesitation.

When escaping, Yan Zhi accidentally stepped on a small snake, and he carefully picked up the small snake, "I hope your wounds can heal."

As soon as the words fell, he passed out directly.

After a long time, Yan Zhi realized that the little snake he stepped on was actually a dragon.

◆Cute and innocent straight ball subject VS high-cold talk less extreme double-standard dragon attack;

◆Because of the experience of the previous life, the subject was ignorant at the beginning, and was spoiled and coquettish, afraid of pain, and only grew up later.

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[No CP pre-acquisition of "Is Magic, Not Magic" for collection——]

Li Ao came to a completely strange country.

At the same time, certain memories were pouring into his mind.

wear books?

Stupid cannon fodder?

About to shoot yourself in the foot?

On the stage, the tall and tall young man smiled meaningfully, "Let me perform a magic trick for everyone."

On the pitch-black stage, a phoenix made of flames flew by, and those who got close could even feel the burning sensation.

There was an uproar.

Li Ao bowed slightly, and bowed gentlemanly to countless audiences, "Welcome to my magical world."

"It's magic, not magic."

To put it simply, it is a story of a great magician who traveled from the Western Fantasy world to the modern age, relying on magic disguised as magic to overcome obstacles in the entertainment industry.

Although the story begins in the entertainment industry, it will also involve other different fields.