Competition square.
A strong wind blew suddenly, and a large group of dark clouds quickly gathered in the sky.
After a while, it started pouring rain on the square.
The Nascent Soul Guard monk in the Spiritual Realm District waved his hand and laid down a huge protective shield, like a transparent glass bowl in the air, instantly blocking out the gray rain curtain and the sound of rain.
Even though there was no disturbance or noise from the rain, the low air pressure brought by the heavy rain still made people feel unreasonably depressed, and most of the monks who were watching the competition were a little distracted.
Ji Xiaoyao sat leisurely in the rest area of Jiujiu Winery, carefully eating the delicious spiritual snacks of Jiujiu Winery, listening to Sang Xiaomei's chattering words.
"Sister Jun, my brother and I have placed a heavy bet on two top-grade spiritual stones for you.
You must defeat Mu Qingqing from the Floating Palace.
We are all optimistic about you."
Sang Xiaomei looked at Ji Xiaoyao, who was wearing a third-grade suit.
He took another look at Mu Qingqing's top-quality equipment surrounded by stars, and couldn't help but cheer her up in frustration.
Seeing that little sister Sang was full of sorrow and unable to eat, Ji Xiaoyao stopped his chopsticks and comforted her helplessly: "Don't worry, I made a big bet on myself.
I will definitely beat her."
Sang Xiaomei forced a smile and replied: "Sister Enjun, come on."
The corners of Ji Xiaoyao's mouth twitched, and she glanced helplessly at Sang Gaolang, and then at the sumptuous food on the table.
It meant that she still wanted to have a happy meal, so please coax your sister well.
You know, this little girl She has been chatting with her for a whole hour, from Mu Qingqing's family background to the 10% acceleration effect of the fifth-grade lightning boots under her feet.
Ji Xiaoyao knew that this cute little girl was telling her information, but she was still a little confused about having to take care of the little girl's sadness while eating.
Sang Gaolang's thin lips curled up and said, "My little sister has never talked to me for so long.
It seems that my little sister likes Miss Jun very much."
What was Chi Guoguo's gloating about his misfortune in these words?
Ji Xiaoyao puffed up his cheeks, glared at him fiercely, then turned to smile at Little Sister Sang and said, "Little sister, come, sister, let me treat you to some fruit."
As she said that, she pretended to take out a few second-order fragrant, sweet and delicious spiritual fruits from the Ruyi Space Bracelet, and gave two of them directly to Little Sister Sang.
Looking at the tempting white spirit fruit in her hand, Sang Xiaomei swallowed subconsciously and her big bright eyes widened in an instant.
"Eat it.
This is a second-grade water cloud fruit.
It's crispy and sweet, and it's delicious."
Ji Xiaoyao looked at her cute little appearance and smiled immediately.
Sang Xiaomei looked at Sang Gaolang longingly, nodded when she saw him smiling, stuffed one into Sang Gaolang, and then ate it happily.
Seeing that Sang Xiaomei finally calmed down, Ji Xiaoyao continued to eat meat from Jiujiu Restaurant.
She still liked eating meat compared to spiritual fruits.
Her competition with Mu Qingqing was in the afternoon, Sang Gaolang's competition with the disciples of Teng She Palace was also in the afternoon, and even Master Uncle Ouyang's competition with an unknown casual cultivator was also in the afternoon.
So throughout the morning, Ji Xiaoyao was eating spiritual food with relish.
Last night when she went to the luxurious palace, the evil Zuo Lian still had her eyes closed slightly, without any change.
Happily, the flame-like fire patterns on little Bifang’s egg are becoming more and more gorgeous.
Maybe she will have a cute pet soon.
Among the ten inner disciples of the Taichu Sect who participated in the competition, there was no coquettish beauty Xia Taoli, nor was there any weapon refining genius Yu Huahao.
This made Ji Xiaoyao feel quite surprised.
Guo Tianrui said that the coquettish beauty had not returned since she went out for training some time ago. sect, while Yu Huahao is in the late stage of seclusion and attack foundation building.
Guo Tianrui also told Ji Xiaoyao seriously about the scandal between Master Ouyang and Xuanyuan Sword Sect Qi Mengyao.
The scandal said that Zhong Xuanmeng had offended Qi Mengyao, and Master Ouyang rushed to the crown.
Angry as a beauty, she asked the master to sentence Zhong Xuanmeng to think about the cliff for twenty years.
Thinking of that beautiful night, Ji Xiaoyao twitched the corner of his mouth and changed the subject without leaving a trace.
"Hey, Mu Qingqing came up to the high platform.
Brother, tell me, who is that noble young man in black sitting on the high platform?
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I saw that the head of the Floating Sky Palace also had a friendly look on his face."
Sang Xiaomei was curious.
He asked, a blush quickly appearing on his face.
"Perhaps they are those noble gentlemen from well-known families in the great realm."
How could these noble gentlemen from famous families be something casual cultivators like them could imagine?
Sang Gaolang pretended not to see the admiration in Sang Xiaomei's eyes, and said lightly said.
Ji Xiaoyao glanced at the majestic and graceful Xiao Jiuxuan sitting on the high platform without leaving a trace, and then looked at the blushing little sister Sang, and couldn't help but said sincerely: "Little sister, there are many people who dress like beasts these days.
Don't look at his appearance."
He looks like a handsome young man, but he might be a Duan Xiu secretly."
Seeing Mu Qingqing bowing to Xiao Jiuxuan and smiling reservedly like a spring breeze, Ji Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes and tried hard to discredit Xiao Jiuxuan: "Look, Mu Qingqing, such a fairy and great beauty, is right in front of him, and he doesn't even have an eyelid.
Don’t even blink.”
"No, it's impossible," Sang Xiaomei said in disbelief with her eyes widened.
"How is it possible?
Didn't you see him kissing the pretty waiter next to him with red lips and white teeth?"
Ji Xiaoyao curled his lips disdainfully.
"How could this happen?"
Sang Xiaomei's face suddenly turned gray and she said tremblingly.
"Hey, I can only say that you are too young.
When you reach my age, you will know that the world is huge and full of wonders."
Ji Xiaoyao said with emotion, ignoring the twitching corner of Sang Gaolang's mouth.
Just as Ji Xiaoyao was speaking, the dark clouds dispersed and the sky cleared up.
Although it was still a little gray, the earth had become vibrant and renewed after being washed by the rain.
The Nascent Soul Guard monk in the Spirit Realm area just waved his hand gently, and the defensive shield dissipated.
The air that suddenly rushed in smelled very good, mixed with the smell of grass and soil, fresh and moist.
On the high platform.
Seeing Mu Qingqing's second failed attempt at striking up a conversation, Xiao Lin felt inexplicably sad in his heart as he left the graceful and graceful fairy with a sad heart.
Xiao Lin put up a soundproof cover and then respectfully reported: "Young Master, Xiao Yi, the master of the Black Dragon Hall, has led three elite teams in the palace to lurk in the southeast of the cultivation world, making an appearance of being ready to attack. .
And Xiao Qi, the leader of the White Tiger Hall, led five people.
An elite team is studying a way to break through the black forest chasm in the southwest.
The fact that the young master stayed in Tiancang Realm because of a woman who ignored the grand plan of Wushuang Palace for hegemony was reported back to the palace.
The palace master and the palace The elders are very dissatisfied with this."
"I don't know why it was transmitted back to the palace.
Where are those three beauties now?"
Xiao Jiuxuan said coldly.
"They are waiting for the young master's arrangements in Yangtong Realm," Xiao Lin replied.
"Send someone to watch over them.
They are not allowed to leak any information related to Ji Xiaoyao back to the palace."
Xiao Jiuxuan frowned slightly and said coldly.
"Yes, young master" Xiao Lin replied respectfully.
"Are there any traces of Ji Xiaoyao outside the Taichu Gate and the Competition Square?"
Xiao Jiuxuan said quietly.
"This subordinate is incompetent, please punish me young master," Xiao Lin lowered his head and apologized guiltily.
Xiao Jiuxuan waved his hand and asked Xiao Lin to go down.
He still knew Ji Xiaoyao's cunning and hateful temperament.
I'm afraid she had already changed her appearance and aura, so she couldn't find her.
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Therefore, Xiao Jiuxuan will secretly stare at any woman who appears within a 500-meter radius of Ouyang Yuze for a quarter of an hour, because even if some people change their appearance and aura, it is difficult to change their behavior.
Xiao Jiuxuan glanced at Ouyang Yuze who was resting in the Taichumen rest area with his eyes closed, and said grimly: "If this annoying little pretty boy is injured, I wonder if you will show up feeling distressed?"
The floating hall rest area.
Looking at Mu Qingqing, who was walking towards him with a light and graceful step, a flash of disdain flashed in the eyes of the gentle and elegant Xin Liangjun.
Such a pretentious and hypocritical woman is actually liked by so many monks.
Are they all blind?
I don't understand.
How could the leader tolerate this hypocritical woman who uses charm to cause trouble in the sect?
Is it because she is very talented in weapon refining?
"Senior Brother, Qingqing will definitely cheer you on during the competition later," Mu Qingqing said shyly with eyes filled with tears.
"Thank you very much, junior sister," Xin Liangjun said lightly.
"This afternoon is the junior sister's competition.
Will the senior brother come to cheer for the junior sister?"
Mu Qingqing ignored his indifference and said expectantly.
Looking at the junior brothers and sisters surrounding Mu Qingqing, Xin Liangjun frowned slightly and finally nodded in agreement.
As the eldest brother of the Floating Sky Palace, he must set an example of unity and friendship among his fellow disciples.
"Really?
Senior brother, you are so kind to Qingqing."
After receiving Xin Liangjun's response, Mu Qingqing smiled sweetly, then lightly brushed her hair and walked away.
Mu Qingqing knew that Xin Liangjun didn't like her.
If she hadn't thought that Xin Liangjun's presence in the afternoon would increase her popularity, she wouldn't have come over to seek a cold face.
"My senior brother, who is usually gentle and gentle, always has a cold face when he faces Qingqing.
I think he loves Qingqing so much that he can't express his love for her."
The big-eyed female cultivator said teasingly to Mu Qingqing.
"Junior sister, how come senior brother has such thoughts about me?
You can't talk nonsense."
Mu Qingqing's fair face quickly flashed a blush, and she pretended to be angry and said softly.
"Qingqing, you are beautiful and smart.
You are naturally beautiful.
You are like a fairy descending to earth.
It is human nature for senior brother to have admiration for you.
He does not like monks like Qingqing.
I simply cannot understand why they are so abnormal.
I wish there were more outstanding ones.
The monk is here to protect the simple and kind-hearted Qingqing," Mr.
Pianpian Zhu said with an affectionate look.
What's with this Qiongyao-like accent?
Ji Xiaoyao, who accidentally heard the above conversation, twitched her mouth in embarrassment.
The charm of White Lotus is really unstoppable.
In order to prevent being surprised again, Ji Xiaoyao decisively moved his eyes away and aimed at the place where the participating casual cultivators gathered.
He didn't know what kind of opponent Master Ouyang was.
Many merchants in Lingjing District have launched betting games based on how long they can support Xin Liangjun and Ouyang Yuze, so many monks have paid attention to Ouyang Yuze and Xin Liangjun's opponents.
Zhu Junliang, in the middle stage of foundation building, was a little-known casual cultivator, but because his opponent was Ouyang Yuze, he rarely became popular.
Ji Xiaoyao looked over and saw that Zhu Junliang was wearing a decent black monk's uniform, with a steady aura, and he looked quite low-key and ordinary.
Even though his opponent is Uncle Ouyang, he doesn't seem to be as hot as Danxia Palace's inner disciple Wu Qi.
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If you don't pay attention and look carefully, you will easily miss his existence.
Ji Xiaoyao narrowed his eyes.
This low-key and hidden feeling was quite similar to hers.
Could it be that Zhu Junliang is also a person who pretends to be a pig and eats the tiger?
Ji Xiaoyao couldn't help but become curious and observed Zhu Junliang's every move without trace.
The more he looked at him, the more mysterious he became.
She frowned slightly, very puzzled.
No matter how lonely a monk is, he will have one or two friends or guys he doesn't like.
But according to her observation, no monk has said hello to him at all this whole morning.
This guy is too weird Finally in the afternoon, Ji Xiaoyao found an equally low-key black monk approaching Zhu Junliang.
When the two of them got together, a strange feeling flashed through Ji Xiaoyao's heart.
The two people felt very similar, as if they were the same person.
Organized as well.
Ji Xiaoyao from the same organization frowned and felt uneasy in her heart.
Isn't this Zhu Junliang a casual cultivator with no background?
Just when she wanted to bring her consciousness closer, Zhu Junliang seemed to notice something and suddenly turned around His eyes were staring straight at her, as if there was a ferocious beast hidden in those deep eyes.
Ji Xiaoyao's breath was suffocated, his heart felt cold, his nerves suddenly tightened, and he quickly turned away in embarrassment.
"What's wrong?"
asked the monk in black next to Zhu Junliang, his voice was dull and featureless, very similar to Zhu Junliang's voice.
"It's okay, it's just a troublesome little mouse," Zhu Junliang glanced sideways at Ji Xiaoyao and said.
"Remember, after you succeed, you should hide yourself and don't involve the organization," the black-clothed monk said.
"I understand," Zhu Junliang replied respectfully.
When she turned her face away, Ji Xiaoyao realized that she had overreacted.
She pretended to be nonchalant and wiped the flaming sword in her hand.
But when she thought of Zhu Junliang's deep and ferocious eyes, Ji Xiaoyao still felt chills in her heart.
Her intuition told her that Zhu Junliang was not simple.
Her strength was comparable to the Half-Step Golden Pill, but she was discovered by Zhu Junliang who was in the middle stage of foundation building.
Absolutely unscientific Do you want to tell Master Ouyang that this Zhu Junliang is not a good person and ask Master Ouyang to pay attention to it?
But will Master Ouyang think she is nosy or think she is unreasonable?
After all, Master Ouyang is a golden elixir stage monk, and he is still An outstanding swordsman, while Zhu Junliang is just a small foundation-building monk.
Ji Xiaoyao glanced at Xiao Jiuxuan who was vaguely eerie on the high platform, hesitating in his heart.
"Sister Jun, it's your turn next time, so you must work hard."
Just when she was making a difficult decision, Sang Xiaomei's serious voice of encouragement came to her ears.
Ji Xiaoyao's eyes widened in an instant.
She was here so soon: