After wearing cannon fodder, I caught up with the big guy

Along with miracles, there are often rules for winning miracles, but there has never been a direct selection in the past, which means that the qualifications to compete for miracles have nothing to do with strength.

For a while, many great experts looked a little unhappy, but some disciples with relatively low cultivation bases suddenly had brilliance in their eyes.

It would be great if the test spirit stone could screen out people who were better than him, many people thought so in their hearts.

Lin Jiangqing is not worried at all, Fang Tingyun is a person who has the halo of the protagonist, anyone may be screened out, but he will not.

Everyone had different thoughts. They walked to the stage one by one in turn, and put their palms on the test spirit stone. To change, you can only leave unwillingly.

When it was the turn of Youxianmen, Fang Tingyun was the first to go on stage, and as soon as he put his hand on it, several dazzling rays of light burst out from the test spirit stone, which made people almost unable to open their eyes. Jealous eyes fell on him, but he didn't care, and stepped off the stage calmly.

When Lin Jiangqing went up, many people gasped. The name of the demon monk was like a thunderbolt, but since he passed through, he no longer behaved like Zhao Hansheng before. Many people only heard of his handsome appearance, but never I've seen it, and I'm amazed when I see it now.

No wonder Fang Tingyun insisted on forming a contract with him, many people thought so.

Lin Jiangqing put his hand on it, and the same dazzling light appeared instantly. He looked at Fang Tingyun, who smiled at him frankly.

In any case, Fang Tingyun will be the one who gets the miracle, Lin Jiangqing thought, and walked back to his side.

It's a pity that none of the juniors and sisters brought by Fang Tingyun this time could make the test spirit stone shine. Fortunately, they came here with the mentality of experience, and didn't really expect to get a miracle.

After one round, most of the people who came to compete for miracles have been screened out. Some sects and even a single person could not be selected by the test spirit stone, so they had to leave sadly. Some casual cultivators were not convinced by this result and decided to stay. Come down to see the final attribution of the miracle.

Qiao Shuo didn't force the others to go or stay. He only announced that after the competition officially started the next day, he asked everyone to go back to recharge their batteries and get ready.

"Why did the plot become so powerful again? Wasn't it a direct martial arts competition?" On the way back, Lin Jiangqing couldn't help asking the system in his mind.

The system said guiltily, "Maybe the butterfly's wings are moving a little too much."

"Huh?" Lin Jiangqing was dubious, he looked at the people around him, could it be related to him?

Because my lover became the original protagonist, so a series of plots have changed?Lin Jiangqing became increasingly suspicious.

He was suddenly a little scared, his lover has no memory in every life, what if he forgets all of this after the mission is over, and he can't find him, what should he do?

Thinking of this, he pulled Fang Tingyun's sleeve uneasily, and Fang Tingyun held his hand backhand: "What's wrong?"

Lin Jiangqing shook his head, he had no way to tell him all this, he could only cherish every moment together, hoping that the unknown future would be merciful to them.

After resting for a day, the sermon conference really started.

Some sects who knew they were hopeless had already returned home, but as long as there was one person in the sect who could participate in the competition, almost all of them stayed. Among the group of people, only Ling Wu succeeded in making the test spirit stone shine.

"Nie Yuan! This guy even got in!" the system said angrily, "I don't know if this thing will do something wrong again, the host should be careful!"

Lin Jiangqing sighed: "The one with him is Ting Yun, not me."

The system snorted arrogantly: "What's the difference?"

Lin Jiangqing didn't answer the system anymore, but looked at the stage. Most of the people were screened out, but it was still impressive. The grouping was decided by lottery yesterday. It was all luck. For a few years, he was not his opponent at all, and the battle ended in two or three strokes.

But when it was Fang Tingyun's turn, Lin Jiangqing lost the calmness he had during the competition. Although Ling Wu had been in business for many years, he would not directly expose his true face to others at this moment, but this person was cruel and deep, and Lin Jiangqing Still worried about what tricks he might play.

"Be careful." Lin Jiangqing instructed.

Fang Tingyun took Lin Jiangqing into his arms in front of everyone, kissed his earlobe, and then flew onto the stage gracefully.

Ling Wu held a folding fan in his hand, and his clothes were light, like a good man in a troubled world. When he saw the interaction between Fang Tingyun and Lin Jiangqing, his eyes were obscure, and there seemed to be unwillingness and jealousy.

There were hardly many people who had seen Ling Wu make a move, or in other words, most of the people who had seen him make a move were already dead, so there were so many people watching from the audience, so few of them could tell his way.

Fang Tingyun seldom took shots, but he practiced the way of swordsmanship, so he could tell some clues. Tang Xin and the others looked nervously at the stage, but Lin Jiangqing seemed most confident.

System: "Host, you are really getting better at acting."

"Ok?"

"Look at your paralyzed face, it doesn't look like you're watching your sweetheart compete."

"..."

After the system made complaints about it, I felt good about it. The current one is no longer the original one. After eating too much dog food, it has become more courageous and sharp-tongued!

Without a complacent system, Lin Jiangqing carefully watched the movements of the two people on the stage. Ling Wu waved his folding fan, and a black mist slowly spread from his feet. Only at this time, he was most like a demon cultivator.

The long sword was out of its sheath, and the edge glowing with cold light was facing the opponent. A faint cold air condensed and drifted around the sword body. Those who stood a little closer could feel a cold air that seemed to penetrate into the limbs and bones.

Many people lamented that Fang Tingyun is indeed a rare swordsman genius, with awe-inspiring swordsmanship at a young age.

The black mist floated on the ground, approaching Fang Tingyun slowly, and just as it was about to wrap around his ankle, Fang Tingyun moved.

Slashing down with the sword in his hand, and leaping backwards, he saw that the mist quickly froze, and followed the mist towards Ling Wu. Ling Wu immediately stopped practicing with the mist, turned around, and shot several shots from the folding fan. Each of the black spikes was aimed at Fang Tingyun's joints.

Lin Jiangqing's eyes darkened. The soul chasing nail is a hidden weapon specially used to lock people's spiritual power and disable people's skills. It has always been despised by the righteous way. It is only used when dealing with guilty people. Ling Wu dared to show it in front of so many people. The opponent Tingyun used the soul-chasing nail, and it seemed that he was bound to achieve a miracle, and he couldn't care less about maintaining his usual good image.

The sword body blocked a few soul-chasing nails on the left, Fang Tingyun stepped a little bit, and sideways avoided the soul-chasing nails on the right. Before everyone could react, the long sword dropped his hand and galloped towards Ling Wu. Suddenly, it turned into three swords, attacking the upper, middle and lower three directions. At the same time, several sword qi rushed to Ling Wuzhou's body, making it impossible to avoid.

"This is the Heyi Sword Formation!" Tang Xin said excitedly. This is the sword formation created by her father. She is not skilled enough to use this sword formation to such a perfect degree. Now seeing such a wonderful sword formation , eyes full of admiration from the other party.

Ling Wu directly slammed his body to the left, and used the fan to release part of the sword energy, but his left arm was still cut a few times, breaking the formation with his body. Ling Wu saw the blood flowing from his hand, and his eye sockets slowly changed. Get flushed.

A cloud of red mist condensed in his palm, and he immediately struck at Fang Tingyun. Fang Tingyun retracted his sword to block, but he didn't expect that red mist would slowly wind up along the sword.

"What's going on?" Lin Jiangqing asked the system nervously.

System: "This is related to Ling Wu's cultivation method. In order not to be full of bloody aura due to killing people like other demon cultivators, he mostly cultivates by absorbing the opponent's blood and soul power, and absorbing the bloody aura It's all hidden in that folding fan, and for righteous people, the most fearful thing is to be hooked out by demons, and blood evil spirit is the favorite nourishment of demons."

"Demon?" Hearing this answer, Lin Jiangqing was relieved. As long as it wasn't some fatal move, the protagonist's aura alone was enough to save Fang Tingyun from danger.

No wonder everyone envies the protagonist, Lin Jiangqing said.

The speed of the red mist was so fast that Fang Tingyun was wrapped around his wrist before he could let go of the sword in time. A thick bloody smell immediately surrounded him, and the people in the audience immediately burst into discussions. The faces of some monks who have been with him are very ugly. I don't know whether it is because they feel that they have misjudged the person, or because of the despicable methods of magic cultivation.

Fang Tingyun silently recited a few words of pure heart formula in the red mist, and then opened his eyes to look at the phantom around him. It was the resentment of ordinary people or monks who died tragically, and the shouts full of resentment filled Fang Tingyun The bloody evil spirit lingered around him, trying to wait for an opportunity to enter the weakest part of his heart, draw out his inner demons, and then turn him into his own nourishment.

Tang Xin had a violent temper. Upon seeing such a scene, he immediately drew his sword out of its sheath, pointed at Ling Wu and said, "You despicable villain, you actually seduced people's hearts and minds in the competition! The demon cultivator is indeed a demon cultivator, so shameless!"

Ling Wu curled his lips into a smile: "If he is really pure-hearted and ascetic, he will be fine. Besides, is there a rule in this competition that he can't attract demons?"

Tang Xin wanted to say something else, but Lin Jiangqing stretched out his hand to stop him, and said calmly, "I believe in your brother."

Only then did Tang Xin shut up angrily, and looked anxiously at the stage.

Since Ling Wu could lure the heart demon, he naturally would not give Fang Tingyun another chance to resist. With a wave of the folding fan, several wind blades were instantly submerged in the blood mist, followed by four soul chasing nails.

Lin Jiangqing's heart tightened, and he almost crushed the Buddhist beads, but he still didn't move.

Several junior brothers from Youxianmen looked at him quite unkindly, but they didn't dare to disturb the situation, they thought it was worthless for their seniors, so they found such an indifferent Taoist companion.

The wind blade tore through his clothes and left several wounds on Fang Tingyun's body, but he still avoided the soul chasing nail. The illusion created by the blood evil spirit continued, and he continued to recite the Qingxin formula to keep the Lingtai clear.

"Stop the cloud!"

A familiar voice suddenly came from the front, and the hidden worry made him tremble. Fang Tingyun looked up, and Lin Jiangqing hurried towards him with a Buddhist bead in his hand.

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