Quick Wear: Is the Lord God showing double standards again today?

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They asked me what kind of wonders I wanted, and I said I just wanted my own mountain. —Ruan Junhuai

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In the vast and mysterious world of immortal cultivation, there is a place that seems like a dream bubble - Misty Cangshan Mountain.

This mountain is like a giant jade pillar born from heaven and earth, standing majestically in the center of the earth. The mountain stretches in all directions, with jagged rocks. Every gully and every protrusion seems to be telling the mystery and power.

Deep in the misty Cangshan Mountain, there lies a sect that has captivated countless ordinary people and casual cultivators alike—the Qingyu Immortal Sect.

In the mysterious and vast world of immortal cultivation, the Qingyu Immortal Sect is like a dazzling pearl, exuding endless charm. Its disciples are talented and numerous.

A rough calculation shows that there are thousands of disciples on the list. They are distributed in the spiritual lands under the names of the elders of the sect according to their level of cultivation, areas of expertise and stages of cultivation.

However, only a few talented disciples can become inner disciples. Most of them are registered or outer disciples. They need to rely on continuous efforts to improve themselves and participate in the once-in-a-decade fighting competition. Only by winning the final victory can they have the opportunity to choose their own master.

Others can only be chosen by the elders or the sect master to become their registered disciples or inner disciples based on their talents and abilities. Those who are not selected can only return to the outer sect to continue their training and wait for the next competition.

This year, the once-in-a-decade competition just happened to begin, and a large number of disciples were eager to win a good ranking and gain the favor of their favorite elders.

But in fact, everyone has some expectations in their hearts, hoping to meet the legendary person

He is one of the few immortals in the entire East Land who has reached the Mahayana stage at such a young age and is close to ascension!

I heard that he was extremely handsome, and when I saw him, it was like an immortal came down to earth to give me guidance. But when I asked them to describe his appearance, I felt a fog and couldn't remember it at all. I only knew that he was very handsome, with snow-white hair, very beautiful.

It's a feeling that can't be expressed in words

Many people come to Qingyu Xianzong just to see his true appearance. It's a pity that this Fuyao Xianzun has been in seclusion and will not come out unless the sect is in trouble.

I don't know if I can see him during this disciple competition...

The depths of Qingyu Sect is a rare quiet place, and few people set foot there, because everyone knows that the people who live here like quietness.

Looking out from here, the whole mountain is covered with peach trees and colorful flowers. Clusters of pink flowers bloom wantonly, dyeing the sky a light pink.

The breeze blows, and the petals fall like snow, covering the ground with a thick layer of flower carpet.

In the deepest part of the peach forest, a wooden house stands quietly. It does not have too many gorgeous carvings, but it exudes a sense of grandeur.

The beams are thick and straight, supporting the slightly rising roof. Under the eaves hangs a string of simple bells, which make crisp sounds from time to time when the breeze blows.

A man came from a distance riding a crane, with an air of immortality and a fairy-like aura in every move.

But... the premise is that he doesn't speak

"Junior brother, you didn't go to the last ten-year competition. This time, you should at least give me a little face, right?" The man got off the crane, shook the whisk in his hand, and said helplessly while standing outside the wooden house.

But after he finished speaking, no one responded to him for a long time. The cold wind blew past, making his back look a little lonely. "What? You're doing this, right? Cold violence?!"

He used the new words he had learned from the storybook to condemn the people inside.

"Even if my senior brother asks you for help, don't you know the expectant eyes of the new disciples? Everyone knows that they are here for you. Even if they don't want to accept us as disciples, let's go and take a look?" The man sat directly outside the door without any image, and said a few words from time to time. His chatter was so dense that people couldn't help but block his mouth.

"Brother, come in." The voice coming from the room was like a breeze, low yet soft, with an innate magnetism.

The man curled his lips, thinking his plan would work. He patted his clothes and whisk, stood up, pushed the door open, and walked around the screens and curtains that were in the way.

He walked into the house and said hello. Looking at the person sitting at the desk, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes. "Junior brother, long time no see~"

Even though he had seen it countless times, the man was still amazed at his junior brother's divine face. He was indeed a handsome man that all the female cultivators were attracted to. If it weren't for the difference in gender, he wouldn't have been able to escape the influence of his height.

The person sitting at the desk is like a painting isolated from the world.

The sunlight outside the window shines through the mottled window lattice, and sprinkles on his snow-white long hair. The hair seems to be coated with a layer of light golden light, adding a bit of holiness.

The green ribbon was tied loosely behind his head, as if lazily announcing the owner's casualness. Occasionally, a few breezes would sneak into the house, gently stirring his hair. As his white hair fluttered, the green ribbon also swayed with it.

There are some ancient books on the desk. His hands are gently placed on the open pages. His slender and well-defined fingers are like exquisite works of art, contrasting with the yellowed pages.

The most amazing thing is his appearance. His eyebrows are like distant green mountains, slender and slightly upward, revealing a heroic spirit. His nose is tall and straight, and his lips are soft and beautiful. His lip color is like spring petals, light and delicate.

A pair of pale blue peach blossom eyes, at this moment, are staring intently at the book, the sea in the eyes seems to be raising waves, deep and charming

Every time he turned a page, his eyelashes would tremble slightly, like a butterfly touching a flower stamen, making people want to touch it, but dare not disturb him.

As if he was used to the man's chatter, he suddenly became quiet and looked up at the person who came in with a puzzled look.

"Brother, don't you have something to say?" He closed the book and put it aside, intending to listen and read it later.

The Immortal Lord Qionglin was not embarrassed by being caught, and said confidently, "I'm just saying, you're stuck here in Xiaoshifang all day long, aren't you bored? You say you're in seclusion, but in reality you're just reading and looking after your precious peach trees. Can't you go out for a walk with me?"

Nanfeng opened his mouth and was about to speak

Qiong Lin didn't give him a chance. "Don't say anything yet. I know you have a lot of reasons and I can't convince you, but you have to listen to me this time, otherwise the master will die with regrets. You promised me to take good care of you, but now you lock yourself up here and don't even want to see me. What? You want to sever our relationship as brothers? Don't you take me, your senior brother, seriously?!"

Who can't argue with whom?!

Nan Feng saw him pause and asked tentatively, "You..."

"Wait a moment, wait until senior brother finishes speaking. If you don't want to accept a disciple, senior brother will know that you like quietness and no one dares to disturb you except me. But your Xiaoshifang is too deserted. If there is more warmth, you won't be lonely. At worst, if you are afraid of trouble, senior brother will teach you and provide you with resources. Just one word, do you want to go with senior brother to take a look?" Qionglin took the tea handed to him by Nanfeng, drank it in one gulp and took a breath.

"...Okay." Nanfeng was silent for a moment and then spoke

"Okay, it's settled. You must come tomorrow. Today those old men are giving long speeches and there's nothing interesting to watch. Senior brother won't drag you to wash your ears. It's your blessing to have such a considerate senior brother like me! Let's go, there's no need to keep me." Qionglin came and left quickly, fearing that Nanfeng would regret it.

Even the crane stopped calling and left in a flash. The crane quickly followed behind, fearing that it would be thrown away by its careless owner.

Nanfeng used magic to clean the teacup and put it aside. He leaned back in his chair and said nonchalantly, "Little Stone, he should be here."

The sound of Little Stone did not appear in the space this time, but jumped in from the window. At first glance, it turned out to be a white kitten, round and fat, and it looked like it had eaten a lot. It went to other places and ate and drank in the name of Fuyao Immortal Venerable.

"Handsome brother, here I come. There was a small mistake this time, so you came thirty years earlier. Fortunately, hard work pays off. However... poor little thing came several years earlier than the original plot, and is his half-demon, half-immortal bloodline really not discovered?" Little Stone licked his paw and jumped onto the table.

Nan Feng lazily supported his head, rubbing the little cat's head transformed by the small stone with his free hand, and said in a low voice, "No."

Unless the system store wants to be demolished, it will not be discovered before Ruan Junhuai succeeds in becoming a disciple.

"Can I watch the original plot now?" Nanfeng came too early in the timeline, so the original plot has not been triggered yet and can only be opened at the time node.

"Of course, I'll send it to you right away~" Little Stone said like a lackey.

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