The boss is dressed as cannon fodder

Bai Xueyi racked her brains, but still couldn't find a way to get close to Feng Shixue, the senior brother of Jianfeng.

Could she just meet him by chance like a mortal?

But the methods of a mortal would not work in the world of immortal cultivation, because with Feng Shixue's cultivation, he could just make a hand gesture to disappear from the spot, shrink the earth into an inch and return to Jianfeng. The advantage of high cultivation is that it is faster to travel short distances than flying a sword.

In addition, disciples are not allowed to fly swords in the sect, they can only ride red cranes,

So can we meet by chance riding a crane? The red crane spreads its snow-white wings, facing the spring breeze, and the man and woman smile at each other and look down at the earth?

Impossible! The people of Jianfeng are used to being stingy, and would rather measure the earth with their feet than spend money to rent such a means of transportation.

Forget about Jiang He raising a red crane for his disciples to fly in the sect!

How much does it cost to raise a red crane?

Although Jianfeng is rich now, the people in Jianfeng still maintain the concept of hard work and simplicity. Isn't it good to use spirit stones to buy natural materials and treasures to upgrade the beloved natal sword?

What about the chance encounter outside the sect?

Regardless of how the outer disciples guessed the itinerary of Jianfeng's senior brother, Yuanying flying sword is like a gust of wind, and practicing Qi flying sword is like a turtle crawling, how to catch up?

There is only one way, join Jianfeng!

Jianfeng is the most welcoming place in Yuntian Sect. It never rejects those who want to join. In addition, Jianfeng has been prosperous for many years, so it is especially welcoming to pretty girls.

The premise is that you have to pass Jianfeng's exam!

Bai Xueyi knew that there was a situation where an outer disciple went to Jianfeng to take an exam.

When he went, he was still fine, but when he came back, the whole person was like a blood gourd, with only half a breath left.

When Jianfeng sent someone to send the outer disciple back, they stuffed him with a pill to ensure that he would not die, and then threw him back to the room, complaining endlessly: "With this little strength, you dare to come to Jianfeng to die? You can't even pass the first level."

Jianfeng has a famous saying: The eighteen levels of hell, don't come in if you are afraid of death!

Even so, there are countless outer disciples who want to join Jianfeng, especially those with poor spiritual roots.

Bai Xueyi sighed, it is impossible to challenge hell, it is impossible in this life.

She is a beautiful and delicate female cultivator, and she doesn't want to be beaten as a sandbag by the group of stinky men in Jianfeng who don't know how to cherish women.

I really envy those female cultivators who were recruited by Jianfeng without taking exams, such as Fang Miner's water spiritual roots.

In order to balance the five elements of spiritual energy, each peak competes for water spiritual roots.

In the past timeline, Bai Xueyi was able to be arrogant in front of Jiang Xinyue, who had no cultivation, because she had three spiritual roots. But after the timeline changed, Bai Xueyi now envied the female cultivator with water spiritual roots.

Only,桡傛灉鍐卭gui扉瀀红敇燇笃嬃峰匌m. 铡熺珯鐪嬩公銆Bai Xueyi racked her brains, but still couldn't find a way to get close to Feng Shixue, the senior brother of Jianfeng .

Could it be a chance encounter like a mortal?

But the means of mortals simply don't work in the world of immortal cultivation, because with Feng Shixue's cultivation, he can just make a hand gesture to disappear on the spot, shrink the earth into an inch and return to Jianfeng. The advantage of high cultivation is that short-distance travel is faster than flying a sword.

In addition, disciples are not allowed to fly with swords in the sect, and can only ride red cranes.

So can we have a chance encounter riding a crane? The red crane spreads its snow-white wings, facing the spring breeze, the man and woman look at each other and smile, overlooking the earth?

Impossible! The people of Jianfeng are used to being stingy, and would rather measure the earth with their feet than spend money to rent such a means of transportation.

Don't even think about raising a red crane for his disciples to fly in the sect like Jianghe!

How much does it cost to raise a red crane?

Although Jianfeng is rich now, Jianfeng still maintains the concept of hard work and simplicity. Isn't it better to use spirit stones to buy natural treasures to upgrade your beloved natal sword?

What about the chance encounter outside the sect?

Regardless of how the outer disciples guessed the itinerary of the eldest brother Jianfeng, the Yuanying flying sword is a gust of wind, and the Qi training flying sword is a turtle crawling, how to catch up?

There is only one way, join Jianfeng!

Jianfeng is the most welcoming place in Yuntian Sect, and never refuses people who want to join. In addition, Jianfeng has been dominated by men for many years, so it is especially welcome to beautiful girls.

The premise is that you have to pass Jianfeng's exam!

Bai Xueyi knew that there was a case where an outer sect disciple went to Jianfeng to take an exam.

He was fine when he went there, but when he came back, he was like a blood gourd, with only half a breath left.

When Jianfeng sent someone to send the outer sect disciple back, they stuffed him with a pill to ensure that he would not die, and then threw him back to the room, and complained endlessly: "With this little strength, you dare to come to Jianfeng to die? You can't even pass the first level."

Jianfeng has a famous saying: There are eighteen levels in hell, and those who are afraid of death should not come in!

Even so, there are countless outer sect disciples who want to join Jianfeng, especially those cultivators with poor spiritual roots.

Bai Xueyi sighed, it is impossible to challenge hell, it is impossible in this life.

She is a beautiful and delicate female cultivator, and she doesn't want to be beaten as a sandbag by those stinky men in Jianfeng who don't know how to cherish women.

I really envy those female cultivators who were recruited by Jianfeng without taking exams, such as Fang Miner's water spiritual roots.

In order to balance the five elements of spiritual energy, each peak competes for water spiritual roots.

In the past timeline, Bai Xueyi was able to be arrogant in front of Jiang Xinyue, who had no spiritual roots, because she had three spiritual roots. But after the timeline changed, Bai Xueyi now envied the female cultivator with water spiritual roots.

Even her father couldn't recognize her! "

On the high platform, Jiang He stood up and encouraged his daughter: "Daughter, beat him! Beat him to death. He really won't be afraid of death. Dad will help collect the body!"

Yun Nongying was so angry that she was shaking all over. She turned to look at Sect Master Ming, "Sect Master, are you just going to ignore it? Jiang He is blatantly threatening low-level monks. He, a god-forming elder, actually threatens monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment..."

Jiang He said confidently: "That's nonsense. I have wanted to peel off that peacock for a long time, but because my cultivation level is too high, my elders have been holding back! My daughter is only in the early stage of foundation building. She will suffer a lot against the middle stage of foundation building. As an elder, I What’s wrong with cheering her up?”

Sect Master Ming could only say: "Jiang Zhenzun did nothing wrong."

Feng Sixue, who was standing next to her, smiled tenderly and suggested, "Uncle Yun, you can also say something, it's fair." If Junior Sister Jiang can't beat her, he will train her personally when she returns to Jianfeng!

Yun Nongying's face was sullen, and she finally put aside her dignity and said to her apprentice: "Cong'er, you can fight hard, don't be stingy with the magic weapon."

"Junior Sister Jiang, kill that little peacock!"

"You're welcome, if he smashes the magic weapon, you should smash it too!"

Only then did Bai Xueyi realize that there were so many cameras here because it was Jiang Xinyue who was competing on the stage, and Feng Cong, who used more magic weapons to win the competition.

The smile on her face gradually became unbearable. Both of them were hot spots for the camera. How many scenes would TV leave for the audience?

The beginning of the competition was extremely exciting. Unlike other competition stages, which started with testing, strategic retreat, etc., these two people seemed to have a grudge against killing their father, and they came up with killing moves.

Only then did everyone realize that although Feng Cong had smashed magic weapons all the way to the previous competition, it did not mean that he was useless.

Feng Cong has a fire spirit root or a single fire spirit root. However, he has always given the impression that he is a peacock who likes to show off since he was young. He has never been known as a genius. Smart people think a lot, and a thirty-year-old in the middle stage of foundation building can be considered a genius. Why does he leave the impression that he only relies on smashing magic weapons?

Feng Cong smashed the magic weapon over. Jiang Xinyue didn't like using magic weapons. No matter how many magic weapons Feng Cong had, she would destroy them all with one sword!

The audience felt distressed, "It's such a waste. These magic weapons are worth millions of pieces of stone."

Bai Xueyi's eyes were shining. How come she had never noticed such a rich and handsome man before?

She looked at Feng Cong carefully and found that although his appearance was not as handsome as Xuanyuan Ting's, he was still handsome, but he was dressed in colorful magic weapons and had no temperament like a magic weapon tree, and his appearance was seriously lowered.

On the high platform, Jiang He snorted coldly, "This guy is pretty good at pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. He's not afraid of actually turning into a pig after pretending to be a pig for a long time."

Yun Nongying raised his eyebrows and said, "I really thought that I could become the leader of this deity just by smashing the magic weapon. Even my father wouldn't be able to recognize me!"

On the high platform, Jiang He stood up and encouraged his daughter: "Daughter, beat him! Beat him to death. He really won't be afraid of death. Dad will help collect the body!"

Yun Nongying was so angry that she was shaking all over. She turned to look at Sect Master Ming, "Sect Master, are you just going to ignore it? Jiang He is blatantly threatening low-level monks. He, a god-forming elder, actually threatens monks in the middle stage of foundation establishment..."

Jiang He said confidently: "That's nonsense. I have wanted to skin that peacock for a long time, but because of the high level of cultivation, my elders have been holding back! My daughter is only in the early stage of foundation building. She will suffer a lot against the middle stage of foundation building. As an elder, I What’s wrong with cheering her up?”

Sect Master Ming could only say: "Jiang Zhenzun did nothing wrong."

Feng Sixue, who was standing next to her, smiled tenderly and suggested, "Uncle Yun, you can also say something, it's fair." If Junior Sister Jiang can't beat her, he will train her personally when she returns to Jianfeng!

Yun Nongying's face was sullen, and she finally put aside her dignity and said to her apprentice: "Cong'er, you can fight hard, don't be stingy with the magic weapon."

"Junior Sister Jiang, kill that little peacock!"

"You're welcome, if he smashes the magic weapon, you should smash it too!"

Only then did Bai Xueyi realize that there were so many cameras here because it was Jiang Xinyue who was competing on the stage, and Feng Cong, who used more magic weapons to win the competition.

The smile on her face gradually became unbearable. Both of them were hot spots for the camera. How many scenes would TV leave for the audience?

The start of the competition was extremely exciting. Unlike other competition stages, which started with a test, a strategic retreat, etc., these two people seemed to have a grudge against killing their father, and they came up with killing moves.

Only then did everyone realize that although Feng Cong had smashed magic weapons all the way to the previous competition, it did not mean that he was useless.

Feng Cong has a fire spirit root or a single fire spirit root. However, he has always given the impression that he is a peacock who likes to show off since he was young. He has never been known as a genius. Smart people think a lot, and a thirty-year-old in the middle stage of foundation building can be considered a genius. Why does he leave the impression that he only relies on smashing magic weapons?

Feng Cong smashed the magic weapon over. Jiang Xinyue didn't like using magic weapons. No matter how many magic weapons Feng Cong had, she would destroy them all with one sword!

The audience felt distressed, "It's such a waste. These magic weapons are worth millions of pieces of stone."

Bai Xueyi's eyes were shining. How come she had never noticed such a rich and handsome man before?

She looked at Feng Cong carefully and found that although his appearance was not as handsome as Xuanyuan Ting's, he was still handsome, but he was dressed in colorful magic weapons and had no temperament like a magic weapon tree, and his appearance was seriously lowered.

On the high platform, Jiang He snorted coldly, "This guy is pretty good at pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. He's not afraid of actually turning into a pig after pretending to be a pig for a long time."

Yun Nongying was proud and proud, "I really thought that I could become the leader of this deity just by smashing the magic weapon."

In the wind, in the rain, in the air... "Jiang Xinyue showed a confident smile, "Water is coming!"

A rumbling sound came from a distance.

When they saw the mighty thing clearly, they exclaimed: "Look, water dragons!"

"So much water, falling from the sky?"

"Look carefully, it's the water in our sect's lake!"

The low-level monks were dazzled, and saw water dragons jumping from the lake in the sun, flashing with rainbow light, and whistling.

"One, two... five water dragons! "

The mighty water, with great momentum, seemed to come from the sky, rushing straight towards the arrogant fire dragon.

The fire is heavenly fire, but no matter how powerful Huo Tian is, he can only compete with people in quality rather than quantity. How much water is there in the several lakes in Yuntian Sect? As long as the spiritual power is sufficient, it is no problem to flood half of the sect.

The spiritual power gap between the early and middle stages of foundation building can be completely ignored by Jiang Xinyue, a natural spiritual root, and the Lan Cang Realm lacks everything except water!

Feng Cong had no choice but to admit defeat.

He looked incredible, "You can actually control so much water? Sure enough, in the Lan Cang Realm, water spiritual roots are the most powerful spiritual roots! "

The audience in the audience also felt the same way. If the water spirit roots could find external help, how could they win in the future?

One audience member breathed a sigh of relief and expressed his thoughts: "I'm really glad that there is a formation on the stage. Look at the formation. The water not only submerges the entire competition stage, but also forms a circular transparent swimming pool. Even if part of the water in the pool is evaporated by the sky fire, it is still ten feet deep. "

The audience in front of the TV were also amazed. The competition stage of Yuntian Sect is really amazing. The range of this formation is really wide. Look at the water that is ten feet high and is still shrouded in the formation. It has not overflowed at all, otherwise the competition stage of Yuntian Sect will definitely turn into a swamp. The Jindan cultivator who was the referee could only helplessly announce that this competition stage would be suspended.

These two people are really powerful. They beat the competition stage so hard that it can't be used.

Yun Nongying's face was livid, and he said stubbornly: "I admit that the water spirit roots are indeed powerful, but at most they are invincible at the same level. If Cong'er's spiritual energy is higher than hers, it will be useless to have more lake water. "

Jiang He laughed proudly, "It's amazing enough to be invincible in the same level! Xinyue, Dad will go back and make you your favorite food, well done!"

Hearing this, Bai Xueyi subconsciously looked up at Jiang He.

She envied Jiang Xinyue in her heart. Her father was a Divine Transformation Elder, so she could walk sideways in Yuntian Sect without any problem. How powerful was that ice dragon just now? If she had such a magic weapon...

Bai Xueyi stared at Jiang He's face and found that Jiang He Zhenzun's appearance was not inferior to Feng Sixue, and his cultivation was even higher than his. But for some reason, she didn't dare to blaspheme, and didn't dare to have any bad thoughts.

Master...,桂偉獐卭gui扉绀红敊燇甛岃峰匌m. 铡熺珯鐪嬩grong銆 In the wind, rain, and air..." Jiang Xinyue smiled confidently, "Water!"

A rumbling sound came from a distance.

When they saw the mighty thing clearly, everyone exclaimed: "Look, water dragons!"

"So much water, falling from the sky?"

"Look carefully, it's the water in our sect's lake!"

The low-level cultivators were dazzled. They saw water dragons jumping from the lake in the sun, flashing with rainbow light, and whistling.

"One, two... five water dragons!"

The mighty water, with great momentum, seemed to come from the sky, rushing straight towards the arrogant fire dragon.

The fire is heavenly fire, but no matter how powerful Huo Tian is, he can only compete with people in quality rather than quantity. How much water is there in the several large lakes in Yuntian Sect? As long as there is enough spiritual power, it will be no problem to flood half of the sect.

The spiritual power gap between the early and middle stages of foundation building can be completely ignored by Jiang Xinyue, a natural spiritual root, and Lan Cang Realm lacks everything except water!

Feng Cong had no choice but to admit defeat.

His face was full of disbelief, "You can actually control so much water? As expected, in Lancang Realm, water spirit roots are the most powerful spirit roots!"

The audience in the audience also felt the same way. If water spirit roots can find external aid, how can they beat them in the future.

One audience member breathed a sigh of relief and expressed his feelings: "I'm really glad that there is a formation on the stage. Look at the formation. The water not only submerges the entire competition stage, but also forms a circular transparent swimming pool. Even if part of the water in this pool is evaporated by the sky fire, it is still ten feet deep."

The audience in front of the TV also smacked their lips. The competition stage of Yuntian Sect is really amazing. The range of this formation is really wide. Look at the water that is ten feet high and is still shrouded in the formation. It has not overflowed at all, otherwise the competition stage of Yuntian Sect will definitely turn into a swamp. The Jindan cultivator who is the referee can only helplessly announce that this competition stage is temporarily suspended.

These two people are really powerful. They fought so hard that the competition stage cannot be used.

Yun Nongying's face was livid, and he said stubbornly, "I admit that the water spirit root is indeed powerful, but at most it is invincible at the same level. If Cong'er's spiritual energy is higher than hers, it will be useless to have more lake water."

Jiang He laughed triumphantly, "It's powerful enough to be invincible at the same level! Xinyue, Dad will go back and make you your favorite food, well done!"

Hearing this, Bai Xueyi subconsciously looked up at Jiang He.

She envied Jiang Xinyue in her heart. Her father was a spirit-transforming elder, and she could walk sideways in Yuntian Sect without any problem. How powerful was the ice dragon just now? If she had such a magic weapon...

Bai Xueyi stared at Jiang He's face and found that Jiang He Zhenzun's appearance was not inferior to Feng Shixue, and his cultivation was even higher than his. But for some reason, she didn't dare to blaspheme, and didn't dare to have any bad thoughts.

Master...

He didn't know how far he could go with his own strength, but he knew that after seeing the scenery of the world of cultivation, he didn't want to return to the mortal world, even if being in the mortal world meant that he was a master!

The world of cultivation is so big, he wants to see it.

He has to work harder tomorrow than he did today. He has to become stronger and stand taller.

From a school boy who was the son of a wealthy businessman to a prince, and then from prince to a monk, Xuanyuan Ting knew that only hard work would pay off.

Bai Xueyi's life is too smooth, and she needs to recognize the facts before she can continue on this road to immortality.

In the past, because we were from the same place and were an unmarried couple, he didn't mind seducing her. But during these days of sect competitions, he often came back injured. Even though they were only separated by a wall, she never even asked him a question.

Once your heart is cold, it will never be warm again.

In the yard next door, Bai Xueyi simply packed up the things she had broken and went to bed sadly.

Unlike other monks, she is not willing to waste even a little time and is practicing all the time. She still maintains the habits of a noble girl from aristocratic families.

For example, go to bed at the same time every day.

Tonight, she suddenly had a sweet dream.

In the dream, she said to Jiang Xinyue, who looked stunning but was submissive, with a gentle look but could not refuse: "Give the Ice Dragon Pearl to Senior Sister. You see you have no spiritual roots and can't practice. What's the use of it?"

"This does not require the use of spiritual power." The stunning girl timidly looked at her with a begging look, "Senior Sister Bai, this is what my father left for me to protect myself. I will give you all the things my father left for me. , only this is left..."

She was impatient to listen to what this loser said, so she grabbed the Ice Dragon Pearl and said perfunctorily: "Master is dead. No matter how good the Ice Dragon Pearl is, it is still a dead thing and cannot protect you! Only monks can protect it at Xiushui Peak. This is our family, you must understand that only if your senior brothers and sisters are strong, you will not be bullied."

"Alright, I will buy some nice skirts for you when I come down the mountain when I have time. Just treat it like buying the Ice Dragon Ball."

"Remember, you can't talk to Brother Ting about this. He won't take your side anyway if you tell him."

She couldn't wait to test the effect of the Ice Dragon Ball, ignoring the girl's suppressed and desperate cry.

Xiushui Peak is finally hers!

Over the years, in order to please her master, she had to be humble to a loser. With the death of her master, she no longer has to endure such days!

**

The competition became more exciting as it progressed to the end. The disciples of Yuntian Sect showed all their trump cards and everyone was eye-opening.

On the twelfth day, Lin Yuyue of the foundation building team once again proved to the world the lethality of water spirit roots.

Many water spirit root monks looked at these two with relish. He knew how far he could go with his own strength, but he knew that he After seeing the scenery of the world of cultivation, he didn't want to go back to the mortal world, even if being in the mortal world meant that he was a master!

The world of cultivation is so big, he wants to see it.

He has to work harder tomorrow than he did today. He has to become stronger and stand taller.

From a school boy who was the son of a wealthy businessman to a prince, and then from prince to a monk, Xuanyuan Ting knew that only hard work would pay off.

Bai Xueyi's life is too smooth, and she needs to recognize the facts before she can continue on this road to immortality.

In the past, because we were from the same place and were an unmarried couple, he didn't mind seducing her. But during these days of sect competitions, he often came back injured. Even though they were only separated by a wall, she never even asked him a question.

Once your heart is cold, it will never be warm again.

In the yard next door, Bai Xueyi simply packed up the things she had broken and went to bed sadly.

Unlike other monks, she is not willing to waste even a little time and is practicing all the time. She still maintains the habits of a noble girl from aristocratic families.

For example, go to bed at the same time every day.

Tonight, she suddenly had a sweet dream.

In the dream, she said to Jiang Xinyue, who looked stunning but was submissive, with a gentle look but could not refuse: "Give the Ice Dragon Pearl to Senior Sister. You see you have no spiritual roots and can't practice. What's the use of it?"

"This does not require the use of spiritual power." The stunning girl timidly looked at her with a begging look, "Senior Sister Bai, this is what my father left for me to protect myself. I will give you all the things my father left for me. , only this is left..."

She was impatient to listen to what this loser said, so she grabbed the Ice Dragon Pearl and said perfunctorily: "Master is dead. No matter how good the Ice Dragon Pearl is, it is still a dead thing and cannot protect you! Only monks can protect it at Xiushui Peak. This is our family, you must understand that only if your senior brothers and sisters are strong, you will not be bullied."

"Alright, I will buy some nice skirts for you when I come down the mountain when I have time. Just treat it like buying the Ice Dragon Ball."

"Remember, you can't talk to Brother Ting about this. He won't take your side anyway if you tell him."

She couldn't wait to test the effects of the Ice Dragon Balls, ignoring the girl's suppressed and desperate cries.

Xiushui Peak is finally hers!

Over the years, in order to please her master, she had to be humble to a loser. With the death of her master, she no longer has to endure such days!

**

The competition became more exciting as it progressed to the end. The disciples of Yuntian Sect showed all their trump cards and everyone was eye-opening.

On the twelfth day, Lin Yuyue of the foundation building team once again proved to the world the lethality of water spirit roots.

Many water spirit root cultivators looked at these two with relish