You are not allowed to become a demon through books

There is the sound of clanging metal collisions, and the sound of stepping on the rhythm point.Judging from this posture, I am afraid that someone is fighting in front.

Without saying a word, Jiang Ling cast the land shrinking spell in a wrong step, and quickly disappeared from Lu Zhuoyang's sight.

Lu Zhuoyang cursed and said to himself: Those who open up are awesome.

And I don't have any reliable skills, so I can only shake off my legs bitterly and catch up quickly.

Four figures in the forest in the distance staggered back and forth, and the flying swords made noise in the hall, fighting fiercely!

Jiang Ling restrained his spiritual power, quietly jumped onto a big tree to hide, and observed quietly.The two teams fought vigorously, they didn't notice when anyone was hiding in the tree, and they fought back and forth in a life-and-death posture.

When Lu Zhuoyang arrived nearby, he was already panting from exhaustion, leaning against the big tree where Jiang Ling was hiding, but no matter what, he didn't have the strength to move anymore.His muffled voice slowed down, and he was finally alive, watching the excitement carefully.

In the fighting formation, four people divided into two teams, and they fought vigorously around a sickly plant.

Lu Zhuoyang, who didn't know each other, felt bored after watching for a long time, and wondered if he should urge Jiang Ling to leave.Just as he was deserting, there was a sudden change in the fighting formation.

I saw one of the thin and tall men making a sword with his left hand, turned his right hand over, and made another sword move, and pulled out a second flying sword from the concealment!Instead, he stabbed obliquely at the opponent from behind, and caught him off guard by surprise!

So sinister!

The flying sword attacked from both sides, and the tall and thin man's strength doubled, and the duel on the field immediately showed a one-sided trend. Just a few back and forth, with one hand and one hand, he put the flying sword on the necks of the two opponents.

Only the tall and thin man said: "I'm offended!" His chin slightly moved, signaling his companion to come forward.

The slightly shorter companion understood, narrowed his eyes slightly, and showed a sinister smile, took a step forward, raised his hand and chopped off one of them's head!

Lu Zhuoyang's heart skipped a beat, I'll fuck it up, this is killing someone!

The author has something to say: there are fewer and fewer manuscripts...

I don't know when it will be updated every day...

☆, scramble

In Lu Zhuoyang's eyes, killing someone is a big deal. He was so frightened that his feet went limp, and he hugged the tree trunk in a hurry, so that he could barely stand and did not fall down.

Fortunately, the short man didn't really behead the man, but just cut off half a tuft of the other's hair.As the hair fell, the white hairpin inserted on the top of the head fell to the ground.

The man who had lost his hairpin exclaimed, and hurriedly bent down to pick it up, but was blocked by the flying sword on his shoulder, and could not ask for it.

"Don't move!" said the thin and tall man with some strength on his sword, "Swords don't have eyes."

During this moment of blocking, a circular light blue formation formed under the feet of the man who had lost his hairpin.The blue light gradually lit up in the formation, and then turned from blue to bright white, which involuntarily surrounded him.But in the blink of an eye, the man's whole body was covered by white light, and finally disappeared in place together with the formation.

The tall and thin man's companion repeated the same trick, and cut off another man's black hairpin, sending that man into the formation as well.

"Despicable!" The man spat before leaving.

Instead of being unhappy, the tall and thin man said with a smile, "Thank you for the compliment."

That man was extremely angry, but he had no choice but to watch the formation start.

Only the tall and thin men were left in the fighting formation.

The short man put away his weapon, supported the flower bud on the top of the sickly plant, and meditated to drive the spiritual power, forcing the petals little by little.But the tall and thin man bent down to pick up the black hairpin, and didn't even look at the white hairpin.

Looking carefully, the black hairpin in the tall and thin man's hand was slightly different from the one on Jiang Ling's head, with a thin silver stripe at the end of the round head.

Holding a hairpin, the tall and thin man also meditated on his mind to activate his spiritual power.

The silver streaks on the hairpin in his hand slowly disappeared, and then reappeared at the round head and tail of the black hairpin on the tall and thin man's head.If it weren't for Lu Zhuoyang's good eyesight and his careful observation, such a subtle change would never have been noticed.

After the silver streaks were transferred, the thin and tall man casually threw the hairpin in his hand back to the ground like throwing trash.

The flower bud driven by the short man's spiritual power also slowly opened, and the dark green calyx opened, revealing the pink petals inside.The center of the petals is not the usual pistil, but a small circle of blue light the size of a fingernail.

The short man breathed into the blue light ball, and the blue light was like the fur of a dandelion, scattered in the air, revealing a small black translucent round bead.

Comparing the fragmented aura of the stars along the way, Lu Zhuoyang suddenly realized that this is how the blue fragmented light he saw after entering the barrier came from.

The tall and thin man looked at each other, and the short man spat in disgust: "It's black again." After saying that, he took off the beads and handed them to the tall and thin man, "Brother Luo Xiu, continue."

The thin and tall man was not polite, and said: "Thank you, Brother Zhao Liang." After saying that, he caught the bead, put it in his hand and squeezed it hard, and when he spread his palm again, the ball in the palm of the palm was gone, replaced by a black hairpin There is another silver streak on the top.

The two eliminated their opponents, took the loot, and walked away talking and laughing all the way.

Lu Zhuoyang didn't dare to breathe until Jiang Ling jumped down from the tree and said lightly: "Let's go." Then Lu Zhuoyang patted his beating heart and followed.

In this fight, the two watched from the sidelines, and the amount of information they obtained was a bit large. At least they had a general understanding of the mission of this fairy conference - to increase the silver decoration on the hairpin through various methods.Robbing other people's, or picking flowers and weeds, all at will.

Even if this is not the final task, at least it is a direction to work towards.

In addition, there is another very important point-the hairpin cannot be separated from the body.After picking off the hairpin, he will be sent away by the teleportation formation within a few blinks of an eye.

It doesn't matter whether he was sent outside the barrier or somewhere else, at least he would no longer be eligible for the competition.

The cultivation base of the two who just left is not low, and they have both reached the fusion stage.With Lu Zhuoyang's cultivation, he might have been discovered before he even got to the bottom of the tree. It was Jiang Ling who protected him while hiding himself, so he could barely hide his breath.

It's just that Lu Zhuoyang didn't know this. He simply thought that if he hid the other party, he couldn't hear or see him, so he didn't know his existence. He didn't think deeper at all.

Jiang Ling thought that a dispensable tail could still be protected, so naturally he didn't care.He walked into the battle formation, picked up two hairpins and inspected them to verify his guess.

He was about to continue to explore the flower bone that had been taken from the inner bead, but Lu Zhuoyang lifted the calyx one step ahead of him.Compared with just now, the flower is now more sluggish, Lu Zhuoyang said to himself with a bit of heartache: "This Fairy Fairy Conference is also very powerful, making this plant so anthropomorphic, it looks like there is nothing to love about life, It's too miserable."

Jiang Ling walked up to him, looked at Lu Zhuoyang suspiciously, and in the posture of holding the flower, he pulled the petals with two fingers, and checked again, but found nothing suspicious, so he withdrew his hand and said to Lu Zhuoyang: "Go!" Bar."

Lu Zhuoyang has seen flowers and plants a lot, but this is the first time he saw this flower so pitiful, he couldn't bear it, and tentatively asked: "You see, this flower is dying, it's so pitiful, is there anything I can do?" Give it a hand?"

"Help?" Jiang Ling smiled contemptuously, "Of course you can try. It just needs to consume spiritual energy."

Listen to this tone!Look at this attitude!

Obviously he was laughing at Lu Zhuoyang's low spiritual power and not being able to afford it.

Lu Zhuoyang almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and said with a bit of anger: "How will you know if you don't try?" After speaking, he took a deep breath, sinking his breath into his dantian, and concentrated the almost invisible spiritual power in his hands as hard as he could, Send it to the wilting flower buds.

He made the force a little fierce, but he confiscated it for a while, and pushed most of the spiritual power into the flower, followed by the sudden suffocation of the breath in his body as if it had been evacuated.

Fortunately, it only appeared for a very short moment, and this feeling quickly disappeared. Lu Zhuoyang heaved a sigh of relief and let go of the blossoms.He didn't dare to use up all his spiritual energy, so he kept some.

Perhaps as Jiang Ling ridiculed, Lu Zhuoyang's spiritual power was too low to help the flowers and plants, and the poor little flower was still sick.

Lu Zhuoyang was a little embarrassed, but he could only help here.

After Jiang Ling checked the surroundings, he walked towards the northwest. Lu Zhuoyang saw that he was going to leave by himself again, so he hurriedly followed him: "Go slowly, wait for me!"

Now that there is a direction for their efforts, the two of them have goals for their actions.

Jiang Ling's sense of smell played a big role at this time. With his keen detection of spiritual power, the two easily found many sick plants.

These plants are very special, probably they are mutants specially spawned for this Fairy Conference, and Jiang Ling has no way of knowing their origin and attributes based on his experience.

Because the flowers are very beautiful when opened, but always sick, so Lu Zhuoyang named them sick beauties.

The behavior of naming plants is very naive, and the name itself is very vulgar, but Jiang Ling is busy collecting spirit beads, so he doesn't comment on this.He opened the way ahead, and every time he found a sick beauty, he took the spirit beads and left.

What Lu Zhuoyang should do is to follow honestly and not to fall behind.What Jiang Ling didn't expect was that even this point, Lu Zhuoyang couldn't do it well.

After he took the black spirit bead and injected it into the hairpin again, he turned around and found that Lu Zhuoyang was not in sight.

Jiang Ling waited in place for a while, but the man still didn't show up.

The distance between the two sick beauties is only [-] meters, so can the idiot lose it?

Jiang Ling had no choice but to turn back the same way.Walking halfway, he saw Lu Zhuoyang chasing after him out of breath.

Jiang Ling felt displeased, and said, "What are you dawdling about?"

Before Lu Zhuoyang arrived, he apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." He yelled, and stopped a few meters away from Jiang Ling, thinking to take a breath and relax before going up.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the bushes behind him suddenly trembled violently, and two long swords flew out from one left and one right, and slashed at Lu Zhuoyang's head at the same time!

Hearing the sound of breaking wind, Lu Zhuoyang turned his head to look curiously.

Jiang Ling yelled, "Don't move!"

Before the sound fell, the person moved, gathered strength under his feet and turned to rush towards one of the long swords. At the same time, he pushed out the saber with the strength of his wrist, facing the hilt, threw the flying sword fiercely, and smashed it at the other one.

Jiang Ling's force was so strong that the two swords collided and wiped out a spark, but they still couldn't stop the castration. They both hit a big tree trunk before they both fell to the ground.

On the other hand, Jiang Ling faced the blade of the sword with his own body, and almost before the tip of the sword brushed against Lu Zhuoyang's hair, he squeezed his two fingers together, barely holding the blade.

Jiang Ling was annoyed in his heart, so his subordinates showed no mercy, using force with his fingertips, he heard a crisp "ding", and the long sword in his hand snapped in two.

But the sneak attacker thought that the opponent was so difficult that he could break the sword edge with his bare hands, and his cultivation level was far higher than his own.He made a decisive decision, ignoring the lost sword, and immediately fled away.

Lu Zhuoyang was so frightened by Jiang Ling's shouting that he didn't dare to move. It wasn't until the long swords that attacked him fell one after another, and two figures flashed by quickly, that he realized what happened, and broke out in a cold sweat.

The broken sword fell on the ground, Jiang Ling just glanced at it and ignored it, took two big steps, took back the blue tassel saber and hung it up, glanced at the other long sword, snorted disdainfully, raised his foot With a crush, the long sword was also broken into two pieces.

With lingering fear in his heart, Lu Zhuoyang thanked him, and asked later, "...Do you want to chase after him?"

Jiang Ling laughed, and said, "Chasing?"

He looked at the direction in which the two were fleeing with some deep meaning, and said, "No need. I broke two swords, and those two will come back naturally. Don't fall behind again. If you lose it again, I'm afraid I can't keep you anymore."

Lu Zhuoyang knew he was in the wrong, so he agreed, he didn't dare to do other things, he just stuck to Jiang Ling's side, never leaving.

As time approached You, the sky gradually darkened, the light blue light in the air became thinner and thinner, and the effect of the olfactory consciousness technique gradually diminished.

When I found another Sick Beauty nearby, the plant seemed to sense the time, and it was wrapping itself in a circle, stuffing the flower buds at the bottom, coiling it into a small ball, and sticking it tightly to the ground.

Jiang Ling tried to drive the small ball bag, but no matter how hard he exerted, the small ball bag was tightly wrapped and remained motionless.

"Looks like the time has come." Jiang Ling gave up doing futile work, put the sick beauty back to its original place, and said to Lu Zhuoyang, "Find a place to rest tonight, and continue tomorrow."

Lu Zhuoyang had been running around all day, and was already half-tired, waiting for this sentence.Hearing the words, he hurriedly said: "I saw a cave on the way here just now, do you want to go there and have a look?"

☆, stay overnight

The cave that Lu Zhuoyang saw was not far away, and it took about a quarter of an hour to walk back along the original road.

There were several sick beauties along the way, and as Jiang Ling expected, they all curled up on the ground.If he hadn't taken the Lingzhu before, if he walked by at this time, he would definitely not have found any traces of the existence of the sick beauty.

The cave was getting closer and closer to the two of them. Seeing that most of the cave entrance had been exposed, Lu Zhuoyang was secretly happy, and his steps became brisk, and said: "Look! I'm right? It's there!" step forward.

Jiang Ling pressed his shoulder and firmly stopped the castration.

"??" Lu Zhuoyang asked in confusion, "Why don't you leave? It's just ahead."

Jiang Ling said, "There are people."

Just as he was talking, he saw that the branches not far away were blocked, and two people, one thin and one fat, appeared in Lu Zhuoyang's vision.

The other party obviously also noticed someone, and they showed their weapons one after another, bluffing and asking: "Who is it!"

Coincidentally, isn't this the fat man and the little goatee?

I have met them at the dinner party, and they are considered half acquaintances. Lu Zhuoyang hurriedly said, "It's me!"

Jiang Ling couldn't stop him, so he had no choice but to let Lu Zhuoyang go, and let him flirt with the other party, only secretly vigilant in his heart, to guard against the other party's sudden black hand.

The fat man and the little goatee didn't expect to meet acquaintances here. Although they still held weapons in their hands, their hearts were already relaxed.

They only saw Lu Zhuoyang, but not his companion, and they felt uneasy, and asked, "Why are you alone, where is your companion?"

"It's just behind." Lu Zhuoyang replied truthfully.

Not only did he expose himself to others, but he also exposed his companions, which was simply stupid.

Jiang Ling had no choice but to walk out of the shadows.

Jiang Ling was recognized by the fat man and the little goatee, and he was the most proud disciple of the head of the Yunzhu sect.This person's strength is astonishing, the two of them had heard about it for a long time, and at the same time they saw the dense silver patterns on his hairpin, they were both shocked, they couldn't help but clenched their weapons tightly, and put their whole bodies on guard.

The fat man held the weapon and shook it twice, tremblingly said: "You, don't come here."

The atmosphere that had just eased became tense again, Lu Zhuoyang thought about it and immediately understood.

Jiang Ling got a lot of spirit beads, compared with the pitifully few silver streaks on the fat man's hairpin, it can't help but make people think in a bad direction.After all, in addition to looking for flowers and pearls, silver patterns can also be snatched from others.

Lu Zhuoyang understood, and explained to the fat man and the little goatee: "You two monks, don't panic, we won't rob you." After saying this, he glanced at Jiang Ling worriedly, and Jiang Ling didn't object means, it is the default.

Seeing this, Lu Zhuoyang showed eight big white teeth, he smiled and said, "I'm not lying."

In fact, there is no need to ask too much, during the journey of the day, Lu Zhuoyang also got a rough idea of ​​Jiang Ling's temper.

This probably means "disdain".

Disdain to care about irrelevant things, disdain to deal with meaningless people, disdain to grab other people's things.

During the day, the two met several groups of people on the road, and every time Lu Zhuoyang had to be frightened, either because he was afraid that the other party would attack them, or that Jiang Ling would take the initiative to attack the other party.

It's just that most of the teams are easy to talk to, and they will take a detour when they meet them.When encountering such a situation, Jiang Ling wouldn't take a second look.

Except for the sneak attack team.

Although Jiang Ling didn't catch up to snatch the hairpin away, he broke the opponent's sword.

Although the saber issued by Shimen is not considered valuable, sooner or later, it will be replaced by a powerful magic weapon obtained by chance one day in the future.

But after all, it is the first weapon a cultivator obtains, it needs to pass many tests, and it is also the affirmation and trust of the sect.

In a sense, holding the gifted sword from the teacher's door is to put up the appearance of the school-this is why Jiang Ling is angry that Jing Qiu bet with the sword from the teacher's door.

But now, Jiang Ling smashed the plaque on the front of the house.

Just waiting for the other party to come back to seek revenge.Thinking about it this way, Jiang Ling is quite scary.

Putting these aside, Lu Zhuoyang's promise still made the fat man and the little goatee a little more comfortable.

Seeing their slack expressions, Lu Zhuoyang insisted: "It's getting dark today, and you may not be able to find it if you look for other places. Why don't you just squeeze in this cave. There are more people and it's more lively. Why? Sample?"

Although he said the words to the two fat men, Lu Zhuoyang looked at Jiang Ling, who did not object and entered the cave first.

Lu Zhuoyang scolded himself for being like a grandson, and at the same time greeted the fat man, "Why are you still standing there? Come in."

He is so warm-hearted, not entirely out of good intentions, he also has selfish intentions - it's too boring to be alone with Jiang Ling, and he will use his guns and sticks when he says a few more words.Fatty was different, he was good at talking, so he was able to gather a companion to chat with Lu Zhuoyang.

The fat man and the little goatee looked at each other, the fat man winked and asked with his eyes, "Can you come in?"

The little goatee was a little unsure, and replied with his eyes: "Would you like to be advanced?"

So the two put away their weapons and followed Lu Zhuoyang into the cave.

The cave was pitch black, and Lu Zhuoyang took out the fire box and lit it. After seeing the situation in the cave, he immediately regretted why he invited the two fat people in together.

The cave is not big, but it is only two meters square, and it is barely enough to squeeze two people into it, but now we have to squeeze four people into it at the same time...

One of them was still fat.

Lu Zhuoyang didn't dare to look Jiang Ling squarely, but stood in front of the fat man and the two of them, fearing that Jiang Ling's heart would be upset, so he cut off their hairpins to vent his anger.

The fat man didn't appreciate it, and rather disliked Lu Zhuoyang, saying: "Please make room, I'm fat and I'm afraid of being crowded."

Lu Zhuoyang: "..."

It is much more convenient to live in the wild with someone with strong spiritual power around.For example, to make a fire, Jiang Ling can do it easily, it is a flame in the shape of a lotus flower, no need to fill it with firewood, no need to look after it, it is really a great tool for home travel.

In the end, Jiang Ling didn't dislike the narrowness of the cave.When everyone entered the cave, he put up a barrier for warning outside the cave, sat down by the fire and closed his eyes to rest.

The fat man and the little goatee also sat down quickly, taking the seat farthest from Jiang Ling.

Lu Zhuoyang: "..." No choice but to sit next to Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling always looked down on people with low spiritual power. Unfortunately, all three people in the cave belonged to this category.

Facing these people, he naturally didn't want to waste his words.But he fell silent, and the remaining three didn't dare to talk nonsense, and there was a moment of silence in the cave.

In the flickering light of the lotus flower, Lu Zhuoyang sat for a while boringly.The fire suddenly exploded, and he suddenly remembered that Jiang Ling spent several years wandering outside when he was a child.

He was a beggar, was chased by wild dogs, and was beaten half to death because he was so hungry and snatched a dirty bun. difficult.

In "The Transformation of Immortals and Demons", the childhood calamity did not make the male lead go evil, but instead became a chivalrous character who hates evil as much as hatred, is valiant and righteous, and is righteous.

I just don't know why, Jiang Ling in front of Lu Zhuoyang has such an awkward temper that is completely different from the original book.

Condescending, self-righteous, and defiant.

Lu Zhuoyang was a little puzzled.

I can't figure it out.

Fatty couldn't stand being lonely, and he wanted to talk to Lu Zhuoyang despite the pressure. He was a little cautious at first, and lowered his voice to ask a few words about what he had seen during the day.Lu Zhuoyang responded one by one.The two of you come and go, gradually chatting.

The fat man didn't care about anything else, and raised his voice again.The little goatee pulled him around twice but it didn't work, and Jiang Ling didn't seem impatient to stop him, so he let him go.

The two teams, represented by Fatty and Lu Zhuoyang, exchanged the information at hand.

After a comparison, I found that everyone's situation is similar.

All the spirit beads in Sick Beauty are black and can only be held by people with black hairpins.

Jiang Ling found much more sick beauties than Fatty did, but even so, he didn't find a single white spirit bead.

"Is there no white beads?" The fat man thought hard, "Or, the white ones are extremely rare and one in a million?"

"It's possible." Little Goatee said, "If the guess is right, these plants will return to their original shape tomorrow, so let's check and find out. It's just..." At this point, Little Goatee stroked his cheeks Small goatee.

The fat man said: "Just what? Don't half-speak, it's really uncomfortable to hear."

Little Goatee said: "This Fairy Conference will be settled every day after You Hour, and if you don't complete the task, you will be eliminated. I just don't know how the collection task is calculated?"

"So..." Lu Zhuoyang hesitated, "If it doesn't pass, will it be sent out? By the way, what time is it now?"

The fat man shook his head, not knowing, but the little goatee didn't answer, but silently counted in his heart.

Jiang Ling, who hadn't spoken until now, opened his eyes and replied, "It's the end of You."

That is to say, the time will come in a while.If you pass or fail, you will see the result at that time.

There was another silence in the cave.

Lu Zhuoyang didn't get half a bead all day, and it is very likely that he will be cleared out when the time is up.

At this moment, his mood is the same as that of the little goatee opposite.Of course, Fatty didn't get many spirit beads, so I'm afraid his mood is the same.

Jiang Ling had quite a few spirit beads, but he was in the same group as Lu Zhuoyang, and when Lu Zhuoyang was eliminated, he was also eliminated.So after this calculation, his mood should be the same... right?

While waiting for the verdict, Lu Zhuoyang secretly stared at Jiang Ran's face for a while, speculating about various possibilities, but the waiting time was not so difficult.

Suddenly Jiang Ling turned his face, and met his dark eyes, which made Lu Zhuoyang jump: "Why, what's wrong?"

Jiang Ling looked at him coldly and said, "The time has passed."

The hearts of everyone in the cave rose to their throats.

After waiting quietly for a while, nothing happened.

The fat man asked cautiously, "Is this...passed?"

However, before the others could reply, the bottom of his butt gradually lit up, forming a teleportation formation that turned from blue to white.

The fat man said with a bitter face, "Looks like I haven't." Then he turned to the little goatee and said, "Brother, I'll wait for you below."

Little Goatee: "..." I always feel that something is wrong.

Before the person was teleported away, Lu Zhuoyang hurriedly corrected him: "It's outside, not below."

Fatty waved his hand weakly, and said, "It's all the same. Let's go first."

Lu Zhuoyang also waved at him.

The last picture wrapped in white light is the fat man drooping his head in despondency. Although he is very sad, he is inexplicably happy.Lu Zhuoyang endured it for a while before he let himself laugh out loud.

After the fat man left, the little goatee sat down for a while, and said, "Congratulations, it seems that you have passed." While speaking, a teleportation formation also appeared at the foot of the little goatee.

Lu Zhuoyang said, "Thank you."

The little goatee was silent for a moment, then suddenly smiled for some reason, and said, "I just want to take a look again. It's a coincidence that we can meet again."

The man left behind an inexplicable sentence and disappeared. Monk Lu Zhuoyang Erzhang couldn't figure it out and asked Jiang Ling, "What does he mean?"

Jiang Ling turned around, turned his back to him and said, "Bored people do boring things."

"Who said it wasn't?" Lu Zhuoyang sighed, "People who come to the Fairy Conference are pretty boring. Don't you think so?"

After asking, Lu Zhuoyang felt that something was wrong. Didn't this scold him and Jiang Ling?Just when he thought there would be no response, the man said, "Are you bothered? Go to sleep."

☆, trap

Although Lu Zhuoyang protested against going to bed after seven o'clock in the evening, there was nothing else to pass the time in the wilderness, so his only entertainment was to meditate.

The disadvantage is that such entertainment has no entertainment at all, and the advantage is that there is no dream at night.

The genius was dim, Lu Zhuoyang woke up slowly, and found that Jiang Ling was not in the cave, he took clean water from the Qiankun bag, washed it, and dug out some dry food.

When he was eating vigorously, Jiang Ling came back from the outside, his body was covered with morning dew, he seemed to have been away for a while, and he didn't know what he did when he went out.

Seeing Lu Zhuoyang sitting at the entrance of the cave, a trace of surprise flashed in Jiang Ling's eyes, and he leaned closer to him for a closer look, and asked, "What did you do yesterday?"

Lu Zhuoyang saw that he asked seriously, so he thought about it seriously, and found very sadly that he didn't seem to do anything yesterday.

"Didn't I follow you all the time?" Lu Zhuoyang could only answer truthfully, "Why did you ask this all of a sudden?"

Jiang Ling said: "To be more specific, let's start with entering the enchantment."

Lu Zhuoyang said: "One five ten?"

Jiang Ling said: "One five ten."

Lu Zhuoyang felt strange, but seeing Jiang Ling's expression was different, so he had to recall what he did the day before, and told Jiang Ling: "...It's probably like this. Later, you took the Lingzhu and left , I saw that the plant was very sickly and pitiful, so I gave it some spiritual energy."

"Wait a minute." When Lu Zhuoyang said this, Jiang Ling interrupted him and asked, "So you didn't listen to my dissuasion, or did you use up your spiritual energy?"

If I remember correctly, Jiang Ling said this in a very contemptuous tone at the time - "It just needs to consume spiritual energy."

If you understand it as dissuasion, you must at least filter out his tone first, and then interpret it three times, as follows:

Helping the sick beauty consumes spiritual power → your spiritual power is too low → consuming spiritual power is not good for you.

If this is his persuasion, then this persuasion is too tactful!

Lu Zhuoyang complained in his heart, but he explained: "However, the movement is too slow, and I am very tired after consuming spiritual power. I almost fell behind a few times, and was attacked by someone later, so I dare not continue. Yes! Really!"

Jiang Ling said clearly: "So that's how it is." He thought for a while, and then said, "After [-] o'clock today, let's go looking for flowers, I will slow down a bit, and when I get the Lingzhu, you will inject spiritual power into it. "

Lu Zhuoyang was puzzled and asked, "Why?" Jiang Ling was still "dissuading" him from wasting his spiritual power yesterday, but today he is asked to do such useless work?

Jiang Ling opened the Qiankun bag, took out a small bronze mirror, threw it to Lu Zhuoyang and said, "Look for yourself."

Let's not talk about why he put a bronze mirror in a big man's Qiankun bag, Lu Zhuoyang caught the bronze mirror suspiciously, seeing Jiang Ling's serious expression did not seem to be fake, so he had to look at himself carefully in front of the mirror.

Still so handsome...

"Look at the top of your head." Jiang Ling reminded aloud.

Lu Zhuoyang rolled his eyes and thought: Can't you be narcissistic?

The finger adjusted an angle, so that the mirror tilted slightly, and it shone on the top of the head.

"This is...?" Lu Zhuoyang was slightly taken aback.

With a smile in the corner of Jiang Ling's eyes, he was in a rather happy mood, and said, "That's right. We found the silver streaks on the white hairpin."

On the originally pure white hairpin, there are now a few thin silver streaks.Not many, but clearly visible.

Because the silver color is similar to white, and the quantity is small and thin, coupled with preconceived ideas, I thought that the silver streaks on the white hairpin were also taken from sick beauties, but I didn't notice it until yesterday.

"If you guessed right, 'black' means 'take', and 'white' means 'give'." Jiang Ling said, "We only see that the flower bone can be opened to get the black spirit beads, and the spirit beads can transform The silver pattern on the black hairpin, but never thought that the sickly flower bone also needs spiritual power to recover. The spiritual power sent is the key to obtaining the silver pattern on the white hairpin."

Lu Zhuoyang said: "Isn't that..."

Jiang Ling smiled and said, "If you want to complete the task, you need to constantly consume spiritual power."

Having said that, both of them fell silent.

What needs to be given is spiritual power, and that is what Lu Zhuoyang lacks and Jiang Ling cannot replace.

Jiang Ling took back the bronze mirror, rubbed it back and forth along the edge, and slowly figured out some key points.

He had paid attention to the whole process of choosing fate lottery and catching the right one, but he didn't pay much attention to it at the time, thinking that it was really just a random selection.Looking back now, each group selected by the fate lottery was carefully selected.

When choosing fate, what you choose is not fate, but balance.

Looking at the entire Fairy Conference, Jiang Ling was undoubtedly the strongest among all the participants, so Lu Zhuoyang, who was the weakest, was assigned to him.

Not only that, but the fate lottery also distributed the white lottery that needed to consume spiritual power to complete the task to the relatively weaker people in each group.

And in the No. 60 group, this person is undoubtedly Lu Zhuoyang.

He thought that he could easily take care of all the troubles on his own, but from this point of view, Jiang Ling's thinking was still too naive.

He hummed lightly, turned his wrist and put the bronze mirror back into the Qiankun bag.

Looking up at Lu Zhuoyang, he asked, "Do you still remember what you said?"

Lu Zhuoyang asked doubtfully, "I've said a lot, which one did you ask?"

Jiang Ling imitated his tone and demeanor, and said vividly: "I will definitely persevere until the third day. Get another top three and ask your junior brother to apologize to me."

Lu Zhuoyang said: "...I was joking."

Jiang Ling snorted coldly: "It's too late to regret it." After saying that, he pushed Lu Zhuoyang's vest and pushed him out of the cave, "The time has come, hurry up and move. After a day of exploration yesterday, many teams must have discovered it." The secret of the white hairpin. We have to hurry up, there are still many things to do today."

In order to ensure Lu Zhuoyang's progress, Jiang Ling really slowed down his pace.Every time he found a sick beauty, he took the Lingzhu and gave the position to Lu Zhuoyang, letting him concentrate on injecting spiritual power into the plant.

Once or twice is okay, but Jiang Ling's efficiency in finding sick beauties is extremely high, but Lu Zhuoyang is really miserable.

Ordinary people may only need to consume one-tenth, one-hundredth, or even one-thousandth of the spiritual power in the body to restore the sick beauty's spirit.

But Lu Zhuoyang was different, his spiritual power was broken, and he could only do his best to restore the sick beauty.

There are advantages and disadvantages to doing this. The spiritual power will increase after a whole deficit, but at the same time it consumes a lot of energy. Every time Lu Zhuoyang injects spiritual power into the sick beauty, Lu Zhuoyang's movements will become very slow, and his head is more like a melon. It's like being frozen, one plus one has to think for a long time to get the answer.

There are those who take care of the flowers and plants as seriously as the two of them, and naturally there are also those who use their brains to think of bad ways.

This is the second day of the Fairy Conference. Many teams couldn't resist the temptation and threw themselves into the competition of black, white and silver streaks.

Lu Zhuoyang, who has exhausted his spiritual power and has no ability to protect himself, is undoubtedly an invincible piece of fat, attracting many people to take risks for him.

These people's ideas are very good: they don't need to face Jiang Ling face to face, they just need to distract him for a while, and take the opportunity to snatch Lu Zhuoyang's hairpin away.

In this way, Jiang Ling's entire team will be eliminated.It can not only grab the silver pattern, but also solve a formidable enemy at the same time, killing two birds with one stone.

It's just that they underestimated Jiang Ling too much.

What others can think of, Jiang Ling can naturally think of.He was worried that the silver pattern on the white hairpin was not enough, since someone brought it to his door, he stopped being polite, and simply followed their wishes and left Lu Zhuoyang "alone".

There are traps specially set for the raiders.

Someone came to provoke him, Jiang Ling pretended to be fooled, followed one of them to leave, and let the other approach Lu Zhuoyang.

Although Jiang Ling said that there is an enchantment to protect him