Heartthrob forced to scum all over the cultivation world

It arrived soon after three days. Everyone gathered on the huge white jade stairs at the foot of Jingshanmen Mountain. Two or three beautiful fairies in fluttering white clothes fell down from the mountain. The one hundred copies of the wooden tokens in his hand were handed out, and the voice was faint and cold: "Dear friends, those who did not receive the wooden tokens, unfortunately, you were eliminated. Those who received the wooden tokens, please come with me, and everyone will leave the open space in the middle. Come out and let the fellow Taoists who have passed the level stand in the middle, so that I can read the rules and election conditions for the next level."

Some fellow Taoists were dissatisfied: "Why do you brush me off?!"

The fairy ignored it.The fellow Taoist couldn't say the second sentence, so his mouth was sealed by a force, and then he was slapped, and one of his teeth fell to the ground.

"Stop messing around here." A voice transmitted thousands of miles and issued a warning.

The cultivators who recognized this voice whispered, "It's Fangzhu Xiao."

"It turned out to be him, wait! He really helped Gu Guanyin prepare this martial arts competition?! Damn, if I were his son, I'd crawl out of the grave and strangle him to death!" The guy was also suddenly speechless, fell directly to the ground, and was dragged away by an invisible force.

People fell down one after another, and all the monks gradually calmed down. They separated into two piles according to the requirements. Young monk.

Wei Hankong, who was standing slightly in the back row, glanced at the people around him, his eyes passed through a dozen or so monks whom he didn't pay attention to lazily, and focused on Liu Chenyuan who seemed to have changed a lot now.

The bad devilish energy on this person is well hidden as before, if Wei Hankong didn't know the details of this person, he might be confused too.

Liu Chenyuan was wearing black clothes today, her long hair was coiled up and tied in a crown, her hands and wrists were wrapped with bandages, her sleeves were tightly tied to her body, and she was wearing black boots. She looked very lean and concise.Seemingly noticing someone's eyes on him, Liu Chenyuan turned his head to look accurately, and saw a monk who had never seen him before but disgusted him at the first sight was looking at him indifferently.

see what he does?

Maybe it's because everyone is a competitor.

Liu Chenyuan smiled and didn't respond. He didn't pay attention to most of the monks here. After hearing the fairy on the stage explain the promotion rules, he listened seriously.

The fairy unfolded the scroll and read it word by word: "Originally Master Xiao meant that this second level is a group fight, and monks who can throw ten people on this platform within a stick of incense can advance, but the little master uncle I think this move is too bloody and not in line with the current Jingshanmen’s policy of ‘peace first, practice second’, so my uncle personally made an improvement, changing the group fight in the second level to a basketball game that does not allow the use of aura.”

He Qingqing and the others, who intended to watch the big brother fight, looked bewildered: "What kind of game is a basketball game? Cuju?"

"Don't be impatient, everyone, and let me speak slowly." The fairy stretched out her hand and sat down with a silent gesture, "The so-called basketball game is similar to Cuju. It is divided into two camps, one is the red team and the other is the blue team. If one side throws the ball into the opponent's basket with their hands, it counts as a point. In the process, they can collide reasonably, but they can't intentionally die. desired result."

"In other words, this game is also very interesting." He Qingqing understood, "The point of not allowing the use of spiritual energy is also a fair competition, and it will kill half of the people at once."

The bald monk Zhu Chi who didn't understand the rules at all was still at a loss, but no matter what, Zhu Chi said: "Anyway, I just pressed five high-grade spirit stones on the boss."

"Do you have any questions? If not, the game will start here. Everyone can look at the color of their wooden cards. If it is red, stand on the side of the red backboard, and blue stands on the side of the blue backboard... "

Before the fairy could finish speaking, a young boy with a flushed face raised his hand like a student and said, "Excuse me, can we meet Junior Uncle Gu first? It is said that Junior Uncle got a good reputation when he appeared in Wangxu City. It's just that I didn't have the chance to see it at the time, and I, Yu Qiu, came here today not because I have to be the son-in-law, but because I just want to see how stunning the little uncle who is known as Jade Guanyin is!"

The monks who came here for fame and profit seemed to appeal to their will at this time, and they all wanted to meet Gu Beiya, thinking that the mortal princess would wear a veil and sit on the stage in a martial arts competition to recruit relatives, showing a pair of beautiful eyes. See Fangrong.

The fairy frowned, with a displeased expression, as if she was offended, and said sharply: "How can the little uncle just let you be treated as those mortal people casually?! I want to see the little uncle , either be a disciple of our Jingshan Sect, whom we can meet occasionally, or be unrivaled in martial arts and invincible in the world, and be our little uncle's Taoist companion, otherwise, there is no need to talk about it!"

At this point, the fairy looked on coldly, and said: "If you feel dissatisfied, you can leave, and I will not stop you."

Naturally, no one left.

It’s hard to wait for such a long time for the start of the game. If you are lucky, you can still be the Taoist partner of the dragon. This is something that has never happened in thousands of years. The room for other races to intervene is different now. The last dragon in the entire cultivation world can only be found by humans—all cultivators think so, thinking that they may have to do it because of this. It will be famous in history!

Wei Hankong didn't seem to care about the fairy's words. Like most of the more advanced monks, he didn't speak, and stood in his own team, waiting for the game to start.

But after standing still, he looked up at a pure white lark that landed on the street restaurant on the right, and then lowered his eyes, as if he didn't see anything, didn't notice anything, he tilted his neck and let out a 'click' 'There was a crisp sound of bone activity.

"Wow, big brother seems to be very motivated!" He Qingqing's eyes lit up, he touched the dog's head Zhu Chi with his arm, and said, "Hey, why are you looking around? Big brother is going to show his power."

Zhu Chi scratched his shiny head, and said, "I always feel like I smelled the fish roe in my elder brother's hand yesterday... It's strange, and there is a little bit of cold fragrance, I can't tell."

"I see that your mind is full of food, so be serious!"

He Qingqing and his younger sister slapped the tall Zhu Chi in the middle again, and they happened to hit Zhu Chi's chest muscles together. Zhu Chi immediately put his hands on his chest, acting like a good man who has been bullied, and wronged Bala's Bring your attention back.

Gu Beiya, who was sitting on the roof, could clearly hear the voices of everyone on the field, and even caught the sight of the black-clothed monk looking over. The monk may have some skills, but it is only limited to discovering that his lark is special, right?

He reached out and touched the lark's head, and the little lark's dark eyes froze immediately, and he quickly spread his wings to pluck a plum blossom back, Xian Baoer chirped, and handed the plum blossom branch to Gu Beiya, Gu Beiya's ears turned red, Embarrassed and cold, he said: "I didn't tell you to break the branch, so don't make it unnecessary."

Lark tilted his little furry head, wondering why he could get a warm kiss every time he did this before, but why he couldn't do it today. He really didn't understand what his master was thinking, so he just chirped anxiously, insisting that Gu Beiya hold it.

Gu Beiya pretended not to see it, as if he wasn't the one who used the flowers and branches sent by the lark to comfort him a few days ago, with a desolate and ascetic look, he focused his attention on the basketball court he created by himself, completely ignoring the young lark Gu Beiya, who used to love watching football, immediately sat up seriously when he saw the presiding disciple give an order and throw the basketball he had randomly made out of gum into the air.

His legs, still not wearing any obscene trousers so that they can be easily turned off, are placed sideways on the blue tiled roof, protruding from the fork in the black clothes. If someone looks at it from a tricky angle, it should be the waist The snow-colored arc below can be clearly seen, and the robe has no covering effect.

——The sound of the fan standing three meters behind Gu Beiya is not considered a person.

However, no one is lucky enough to see this kind of scenery for the time being. Jingjing himself is obsessed with this super basketball game of No. 50 monks. After hearing the order from the referee Fairy, and seeing [-] people from both red and blue teams rushing to each other to grab the ball, he concentrates on it , by the way, he pointed with his finger, and a plate of spiritual fruit landed beside him, he casually twisted it up and put it into his lips, his plump lips opened, and the scarlet tip of his internal force flashed past, nimbly licking the fruit the size of a cherry. The purple fruit is rolled into the mouth, and when it is slightly crushed, the juice drips everywhere, even overflowing the corner of the mouth.

Seeing this, the lark threw away the plum blossom branch and went up to wipe the corner of Gu Beiya's mouth with its furry head. Gu Beiya sometimes seems to be spoiled too much, so he doesn't take other people's dedication seriously. There is no meaning of thanks, after all, this is the dedication that Lark himself rushed to do.

Gu Beiya put all his heart and soul into this competition that was actually dispensable to him from the very beginning, because as long as he wanted, he could always find a suitable Taoist partner in the sect to improve his cultivation that he hadn't broken through in ten years. for.

He promised Fangzhu Xiao that the ultimate purpose of holding this martial arts competition to recruit relatives is actually just to find the protagonist.

Now that the protagonist has not been found, he can only do nothing to continue to accompany this farce. After all, Fangzhu Xiao really treats him very well and treats him as his own son. Gu Beiya has no way to refuse Fangzhu Xiao's offer to find a Taoist companion for him no matter what. .

So he can only set up difficulties on the level. From the age and cultivation level at the beginning, to the strange competition now, and the next level of the original thirteen towers, he also changed it into a math paper, sixty points All of the following are eliminated, and the player with the highest score wins directly.

But he designed the papers to be very difficult. There are all kinds of modern mathematics. Those questions are in a world where there are no multiplication formulas. I am afraid that most monks can't even understand the questions. Bad luck.

But if there are really people who are over [-] points, and the only one who passes and is very good in all aspects, then it doesn't matter if you accept it, anyway, it's just a tool to pass the time while waiting for the protagonist, so it's not for nothing.

After all, he can't spend these 100 years with his hands just to wait for the protagonist to appear, right?

Gu Beiya looked indifferently at the sweating monks on the field. Most of the young and promising monks had been knocked off the field in the blink of an eye. The remaining ones who could still run made the competition more and more intense!

Among them, the black-clothed friar that Gu Beiya cared the most seemed to be targeting Liu Chenyuan very much. As the longest ball-handlers in the red and blue teams, the two almost earned nearly [-] points for their team!

The monks are stronger than modern people even if they don’t use aura or spells to play basketball. They are so powerful that they can throw the ball into the basket with one hand while standing 100 meters away, provided they don’t get intercepted halfway.

With Gu Beiya's selfishness, he was very much in favor of the monk in black beating Liu Chen wrongly.He also has some self-awareness, knowing that what happened in his previous life has nothing to do with Liu Chenyuan this time, so he always just refuses Liu Chenyuan's overtures, and he doesn't deliberately vent his anger on him.

But if the black-clothed monk is willing to help him eliminate Liu Chenyuan, and then vent his anger by the way, Gu Beiya can't help but secretly support him. Cultivator Yi confronts Liu Chenyuan.

When the time seems to be less than 30 seconds left, the cold but soft and beautiful dragon can use his different eyes to see the monk in black rushing into the blue half, bypassing countless people at a speed that is hardly human-like. The monk, then jumped up on the field several times larger than the real world, but Liu Chenyuan, who was also about to stop him, also jumped up to intercept him.

At this time, the scores of the two teams were very bloody and happened to be the same, so this point of the black-clothed friar was particularly critical. Gu Beiya himself didn't notice that he held his breath nervously, and then saw the black-clothed friar supporting Liu Chenyuan with one hand. The way he dunked the dunk while pressing the person down on the top of his head, his eyes lit up!

The monks in the audience have probably never seen such a fierce "battle" without casualties. They cheered for a while and applauded the winner. Only the black-clothed monk who performed outstandingly on the field didn't sweat a drop. He was indifferent and regretful. Looking at Liu Chenyuan who could hardly believe that he would fail, and then drifted to the roof with the lark from the corner of his eye...

At this moment, no one noticed that there was something twisted and changed in the shadow of Liu Chenyuan's feet. He was ready to grab Wei Hankong's shadow with his teeth and claws, but unexpectedly he couldn't get the slender black strands out of the shadow at all. Wrap around Wei Hankong's legs!

As soon as the black silk touched Wei Hankong's shadow, half of it seemed to be swallowed up, and disappeared.

Liu Chenyuan was secretly surprised and couldn't believe it.

Wei Hankong turned his head, as if he had finally found some reason to strike, the bandaged hand stretched out into the air, and the long sword that was handed over to the brothers for safekeeping was immediately unsheathed!While making a sword cry, it flew into his palm!

It was too late and then too soon, Gu Beiya only saw Liu Chenyuan's right hand cut off by the sword of the monk in black in the blink of an eye!

He let out an 'ah', and hurriedly teleported directly between the two of them, bringing a burst of cold fragrance, suspended in the air, his feet without shoes and socks and most of his long legs were exposed by the raised robe, and he was holding the monk in black with both hands. arm, said coldly: "No!"

——This is the villain!