After passing through the cannon fodder in the book, my brother turned out to be the male protagonis

The sect competition is said to be a competition among the major sects, but in fact there are only three major sects.

This was the first time Xu Changluo went to other sects after becoming a saint. She looked at the disciples of Tianyun Sect, but in her mind she thought of the male cultivator she saw in the small secret realm a few years ago.

Thinking of this, her face turned red.

Feng Xiaoling was negotiating with the disciples of Tianyun Sect. When she turned around, she saw Xu Changluo looking like a young girl Huaichun again, and she secretly gritted her teeth because she hated iron for not becoming steel.

Zhang Chenzheng was talking to the disciples of the Yuehua Sect who came to their Tianyun Sect and needed to pay attention to some things. He saw the female cultivator turned back and glanced at the disciple she had brought, and her face turned ferocious instantly, which frightened him. .

He thought about it and didn't say anything to offend her, so he didn't look like he wanted to eat someone.

Since all the elders knew that Fang Jingqiu was the next messenger of heaven, they always arranged for Fang Jingqiu to practice on sect affairs intentionally or unintentionally, causing Fang Jingqiu to complain endlessly.

No, Fang Jingqiu, who had just gone to the main peak to report on the layout of the venue, ran to the tent of the temporary office set up by the precepts to hide.

When Fang Yiqin returned from patrol with a group of disciples, he saw his sister sitting in his seat, bored and playing with the tea pet on the table.

Seeing his brother coming back, Fang Jingqiu reluctantly sat somewhere else.

Fang Yiqin smiled, pulled a chair next to his table, and then waved her to sit next to him.

Fang Jingqiu jumped up with cheers, sat on the chair and then lay facelessly on the table, but Fang Yiqin just glanced at her and went about his own business.

In the past few days, Fang Jingqiu would come to his place to laze around. The disciples around him were used to Fang Jingqiu's behavior. They thought that his fat son was really exhausted these days, so he just let her take a rest here.

Fang Jingqiu lay comfortably on the table, not because she had to stick to Fang Yiqin, but mainly because Fang Yiqin was at the height of the table where he was most comfortable lying down.

Seeing her brother sitting at the table writing, she wondered vaguely, when would someone like her brother find a gentle and beautiful sister-in-law for her.

When Fang Yiqin got away from the incident, he found that his sister was already asleep on the table.

He smiled, took out a coat from his storage bag and put it on her. When he saw Ye Luo coming from a distance, he stood up and went out to greet her.

Ye Luo pulled him to go into the tent, but was grabbed by Fang Yiqin.

Fang Yiqin pointed to the sleeping Fang Jingqiu and said, "If you have anything to say, please talk outside first."

"Wang Beiwang is right, you are really a girl-controller," Ye Luo couldn't help complaining: "But the disciples of Yuehua Sect seem to be at odds with each other in Wugu Peak. Aren't you going to take a look?"

"The disciples of the Yuehua Sect are causing trouble with the disciples of our sect?" Fang Yiqin asked with a frown.

Ye Luo shook his head and said, "It is said that their own disciples are causing trouble."

"Wait for me, I'll wake up Qiuqiu and I'll go with you." After saying that, he was about to go back to call Fang Jingqiu, but Ye Luo grabbed his arm.

"These are all disciples of the Discipline Hall. Nothing will happen to Miss Fang. You'd better go there first, otherwise it won't be good for us if we make a big fuss."

Ye Luo pulled Fang Yiqin and was about to leave. Fang Yiqin quickly grabbed a disciple and said, "After a stick of incense, go to the tent and wake up the female disciple."

After saying that, he hurriedly followed Ye Luo to Wugu Peak.

As a result, he didn't even notice that the disciple he held was Li Baotong.

When they arrived at Wugu Peak, the two-month Chinese disciples who were arguing had already reached the point of taking action. Fang Yiqin quickly told them to stop.

With this shout, everyone looked towards Fang Yiqin and the others. Xu Changluo also looked over and found that the person she had been thinking about for several years suddenly appeared in front of her.It made her confused.

"I am Fang Yiqin, the chief disciple of Elder Tianyun Sect's Discipline Punishment. I don't know what caused the dispute between my friends. Could you please tell me?" Fang Yiqin said with a raised hand.

There are fewer men in Yuehua Sect, and even fewer good-looking men. This time when they came to Tianyun Sect to participate in the competition, there was not even a single male disciple. Now that they suddenly saw such a handsome husband, many female cultivators turned red in the face. .

I don't know who pushed Feng Xiaoling, and Feng Xiaoling walked from the crowd to Fang Yiqin, feeling very embarrassed for a moment.

Looking up and seeing Fang Yiqin looking at her, Feng Xiaoling had no choice but to bite the bullet and said, "This matter is just a joke among the junior sisters. It's just that the noise is a bit louder, so I'd like to trouble Fellow Daoist Fang to come over."

kidding?

Fang Yiqin raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and glanced meaningfully at these Yuehua Sect disciples. How could he not understand that this was because they were unwilling to seek justice.

No matter what, people didn't want to say it, but he was happy to have his leisure time. Before leaving, he said: "Since it's just a joke between junior sisters, then I'm relieved. I just ask fellow Taoist to take care of your junior sisters. After all, here It’s Tianyun Sect.”

Ye Luo didn't speak since he saw the disciples of Yuehua Sect. It wasn't until he left Wugu Peak that Ye Luo said to Fang Yiqin: "Brother Fang, do you think the people of Yuehua Sect are strange?"

"Strange? What's so strange? Aren't they just a group of music cultivator disciples?" Fang Yiqin asked him doubtfully.

"No, no, since the Yuehua Sect's new saint was elected, the Yuehua Sect has been claiming that the saint is ill and has not officially appeared among the major sects." Ye Luo said.

Fang Yiqin said: "So what? Ye Luo, when did you become as gossipy as Wang Beiwang?"

Ye Luo said helplessly: "No, among the Yuehua Sect disciples who came to Tianyun Sect this time, it is said that they are led by a saint. But today, you see, except for the female cultivator who was pushed out, there seems to be no saint at the scene. People."

"What kind of person looks like a saint in your heart? What if that female cultivator is a saint?" Fang Yiqin asked.

"In my opinion, she is not a saint." Ye Luo said firmly.

Fang Yiqin said: "I think she looks quite similar."

Ye Luo's eyes suddenly shone and he said, "In that case, let's take a gamble. If you lose, I will make a month's worth of medicine for you."

Hearing this, Fang Yiqin secretly sighed that Ye Luo was actually willing to refine the medicine for him for a month. He was immediately carried away by the medicine and said, "Okay, what if I lose?"

Ye Luo suddenly laughed, which made Fang Yi Qin feel bad.

"If you lose, give me two seeds of the grass you planted in your house. Isn't this too much to ask?" Ye Luo said with a smile.

Fang Yiqin helplessly held his forehead. Ever since he got some seeds when he took his disciples to do a task at the foot of the mountain, Ye Luo has been thinking about this.

Today's inexplicable bet is probably rooted in those seeds.

However, he was not busy these days. It was not like he was asked by the Dandan elders to refine only one type of elixir some time ago. He thought that giving him the seeds would not delay anything.

Otherwise, depending on his level of fanaticism, he might just focus on growing grass instead of refining elixirs.