You are not allowed to become a demon through books

Some stalemate.

Lu Zhuoyang squatted aside and watched, feeling very anxious.Going on like this is not an option, as time goes on, the variables will increase, and people from other groups will arrive one after another.At that time, the situation may not be easy to clean up.

He took all twelve gold needles out of the wooden box, hesitating whether to join the battle.It wasn't that Lu Zhuoyang didn't dare to go up, he was more worried that not only would he not be able to help, but he would also hold Jiang Ling back.After thinking about it again and again, I finally put down the gold needle.

Lu Zhuoyang was secretly anxious, suddenly he stood up suddenly, and frantically waved behind Li Yingjie: "Oh, brother! Why are you here! It's so kind of you to come! The world is urgent! Come and help! Hit the one in red first!"

When Li Yingjie heard it, what a guy!A helper came again, so he was distracted to be vigilant.Unexpectedly, there is no one behind him, the secret path is terrible, and he has been tricked!He hurriedly regained his senses, but was a step too late, Lan Sui flying sword passed by, his head was emptied, and the white hairpin flew out obliquely, and fell into the grass, with all his long hair scattered.

Li Yingjie parted the hair that covered his face, took back his saber and held it in his hand, and chased after Lu Zhuoyang angrily: "Brat, it's you again!"

Startled, Lu Zhuoyang hurriedly hugged his head and squatted back to the ground.

Seeing this, Jiang Ling gave up the fight with the female cultivator and turned around to stop her.

"It's a trick! Don't let me see you again, or you will have a good fruit..." Li Yingjie's eyes were red with anger, and he was stopped by Jiang Ling. Before he could finish his threatening words, he was sent out of the barrier by the formation .

Seeing that her companion had disappeared, the female cultivator stopped pestering her. Without saying a word, she took off the black hairpin on her head and threw it at Jiang Ling's feet.

Jiang Ling hesitated for a moment and said, "...Thank you."

After the female cultivator disappeared in the teleportation formation, Jiang Ling picked up the black hairpin and took away the silver streaks.

Lu Zhuoyang squatted aside, secretly peeking at Jiang Ling through the gap between his arms, seeing that his expression was normal, so he carefully asked, "Aren't you angry?"

The white hairpin flew a little far away. Jiang Ling pushed aside the surrounding weeds with the hilt of his sword, rummaged carefully and said, "Angry? Why are you angry?"

"I cheated." Lu Zhuoyang said, "I don't think it will be over for a while, I'm afraid there will be changes."

"Afraid that I will lose?" Jiang Ling snorted lightly, pushing aside a blade of grass.A corner of the hairpin was exposed, he bent down to pick it up, and said, "Although it's not necessary,...but soldiers never tire of cheating."

He threw the hairpin to Lu Zhuoyang, and said, "Two against two, it's fair. But Li Yingjie always takes revenge, so you can ask for more blessings from now on."

Lu Zhuoyang caught the hairpin and immediately felt a little hot: "..." He just thought that Li Yingjie should be easy to deceive, so he did it with the idea of ​​giving it a try. At that time, he didn't think of this level at all.

What can I do in the future!Jiang Ling is a brave man, so he is naturally not afraid of facing Li Yingjie, but he can't do it!Weak chickens who can't even control golden needles!

director!It's terrible!Can you cut this part out?

"Now you know you are afraid?" Jiang Ling saw that his expression was not right, a little funny, and said, "Take it as a lesson, if you do something beyond your own capabilities in the future, you should first weigh your own weight."

"...Understood." Lu Zhuoyang lamented, and took away the mission item, a little dejected.

Jiang Ling stood in front of the Jiugong grid, glanced at Lu Zhuoyang, pressed his right hand on the first row of three rows, and asked, "Are you ready? We are going in now."

What he saw and heard along the way in the Fairy Fairy Conference was not the same as in the original book "The Transformation of Immortals and Demons". What is behind this enchantment is probably completely unknown to Lu Zhuoyang.

He took two deep breaths, put the bad emotions behind him, adjusted his mentality, then stretched out his right hand as well, and nodded heavily: "I'm ready."

The author has something to say: There are only 4W words left in this manuscript.

kneel……

☆, demon

Lu Zhuoyang's home is on the third floor.

The center of the old-style community is a small fitness playground that has been remodeled.Every night from 06:30 to 08:30, and during the day from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] is the activity time for the community aunts.

The window of Lu Zhuoyang's room was facing the main battlefield of the square dance.Every morning, he has to struggle to survive in the dynamic dance music of "The boundless sky is my love, and the flowers are blooming at the foot of the rolling green hills".

When the rhythm sounded outside the window, the sky was not yet fully lit.Judging from experience, it was still early, so Lu Zhuoyang pulled up the blanket to wrap his head in it, turned over and prepared to continue sleeping.

The door was knocked hard three times, and then opened from the outside.Mom poked half of her head through the crack of the door: "Yangyang, wake up. Breakfast is your favorite Lengtao noodles. If you get up late, it will all go into your father's stomach."

Lu Zhuoyang said "um~" in a drawn-out tone, and kicked the blanket hard under the quilt a few times.

My mother spat: "How old you are, you still act like a baby." After speaking, she slammed the door shut.

After a while, Dad pushed the door open again and came in. Without saying a word, he lifted the blanket.

Lu Zhuoyang closed his eyes and touched twice, but he couldn't find it, so he folded his legs into a ball and continued to sleep facing the wall.

"Hey kid." Dad took a breath, raised his hand and slapped him on the buttocks, "Hurry up, get up and have breakfast. Did you forget what you're going to do today?"

It still hurts.Lu Zhuoyang clutched his buttocks, turned his head, his eyes were swollen like goldfish, and hadn't fully opened: "Dad, what are you doing? It's early in the morning. Let me sleep a little longer."

"Sleep, sleep, sleep, forget it." Dad threw the blanket aside, bent over and carefully picked up the socks that fell on the floor with two fingers, and threw them on the computer chair beside him, "You forgot to talk to me yesterday?" What did we say?"

Dad squeezed his throat, and repeated Lu Zhuoyang's words in a strange way: "'Call me tomorrow morning! I asked Wang Xiaoye to go to the interview with me, the one who slept with us, the one who always goes to our house to eat, you both know each other. This is the first time in my life, Lao Lu, you can take some time.'”

After learning this, Dad snorted: "It's still old Lu, no big or small."

There is fashionable and dynamic dance music playing outside the window, and my father's rambling in my ears, I feel that I can't sleep.Lu Zhuoyang sat up from the bed, raked his hair, squinted his double goldfish eyes, confused: "Interview? What interview?"

"Didn't you just finish the written test, and you forgot it so quickly? Oh, your brain must be inherited from your mother. Can you pass it to the interview?" Dad shook his head while opening the closet, "Just what Yang, Yang’s Group? What kind of position is it here? I forgot even I heard about it. Oh, my brain is not working well. Get up quickly! Wang Xiaoye will come to you later. People are waiting for you."

As he spoke, he took out a black suit from the depths of the closet: "Your mother is so true, you still let me find it here." He threw the clothes on the bed, "Don't dawdle, try it quickly, how long have you not worn it?" It’s gone, don’t let it get stuck in. While it’s still early, I can ask your mother to change it.”

"These clothes are so different, Dad, can I still wear them if I let my mother change them?" Lu Zhuoyang took off his vest, pulled out a white shirt and put it on, and at the same time put his feet into his trouser legs, stood up and jumped twice, Hook your trousers to your waist, and start buttoning your shirt one by one.

While the two were talking, the smell of beef sauce entered the room through the crack of the door.

"It smells so good!" Lu Zhuoyang smelled the smell, and without thinking about anything else, he buttoned his cuffs and went out.

"You don't want to try on the jacket anymore?" Dad stretched his head and shouted, Lu Zhuoyang didn't pay attention to him, he ran away long ago.

"Stinky boy, I don't care about you." Dad threw the coat back on the bed, and followed him out of the room.

The cooked Lengtao noodles in the living room have long been drying in the rice basket, and a large basket full of them is placed on the dining table.

Mom's voice came from the kitchen: "Hurry up and brush your teeth, the sauce will be ready soon."

"I want to use the biggest bowl!" Lu Zhuoyang got into the toilet and did not forget to tell him when he was done.

"I can't hold you to death!" Mom turned off the fire, poured the stewed beef sauce into a large basin, and held the sides with both hands into the living room.

Dad took two extra-large and one regular-sized bowls, ran them through with hot water, took chopsticks, and placed them one by one on the usual seating positions of the three of them.

Lu Zhuoyang turned on the water as quickly as possible, brushed his teeth, and washed his face. In the end, he didn't even need a towel. He wiped it with his hands and it came out. The few tufts of hair on his forehead were still dripping with water.

"How many times have I told you, don't be in such a hurry, you haven't wiped your face yet, have you?" Mom handed the full bowl of cold noodles to Dad, and went into the toilet in a hurry. A big treasure came out, "Come here with your face."

Lu Zhuoyang held an empty bowl, but put his face on it helplessly.

Mom put a little bit on his forehead, cheeks, chin, and nose.Then rub him vigorously with both hands.

Lu Zhuoyang's face was kneaded into a ball, and he protested while scooping up the dough: "Mom, be gentle."

Mom heard this and rubbed him hard again.

Lu Zhuoyang had no choice but to close his mouth, pack the noodles, put two tablespoons of beef sauce on the spoon, and stir carefully with chopsticks.

During the meal, my father reminded me of all kinds of precautions again: "Be polite when you meet people, don't just play with your mobile phone and ignore them, but take the initiative to say hello to people. Ah, did you hear that?"

"I heard it!" Lu Zhuoyang wiped away the noodle thorns in the bowl, and then stretched out his chopsticks to scoop up the noodle.At this time, the mobile phone that was placed aside vibrated.

Dad stretched his neck and took a look: "Uncle Wang. Who is Uncle Wang?"

"It's Wang Xiaoye."

Lu Zhuoyang raised his little finger and pressed the answer button, and Wang Xiaoye's loud voice came out of the microphone immediately: "Uncle Lu, I'm downstairs at your house! Come down quickly!"

"coming!"

Lu Zhuoyang put the bowls and chopsticks on the table, rushed to the balcony, waved to the people below, rushed into the room again, took the suit jacket and ran out, "Dad, mom, I'm going out!"

Dad shouted: "Come back for dinner tonight!"

Lu Zhuoyang raised his hand and waved it behind his head, and hurriedly went downstairs.

Wang Xiaoye was riding on the bicycle, with one foot hooked to the pedal and the other on the ground, enjoying watching the valiant and heroic figures of the aunts.Hearing movement in the building, he turned his head, pressed the car bell, tilted his head, and shouted at Lu Zhuoyang: "Get in the car, brother will take you for a drive."

"Come on! It's just your broken rickshaw for a ride." Lu Zhuoyang gave him a disdainful remark.Although I always felt that something was wrong, I still rushed out of the corridor quickly, jumped into the back seat of the car, and slapped Wang Xiaoye hard on the back, "Drive!"

"Let's go!" Wang Xiaoye bowed and stepped on his right foot. The wheel turned slowly, then gradually became smoother, and finally turned faster and faster on the street covered by green shade in the community .

The broken bicycle was speeding along the small road, Wang Xiaoye yelled and yelled all the way, and stepped on the pedals with all his strength, as if he had inexhaustible strength.

"Did you take the wrong medicine today?" Lu Zhuoyang sat in the back, the car jolted, and his buttocks were bumped, and it was probably about to bloom.

"I'm so happy!" Wang Xiaoye roared, "If we both pass the interview, we will be colleagues in the future! We can still get along, happy!"

"Are you thinking about the dishes my mother cooked, aren't you?"

"All the same! All happy!"

But he wasn't happy for long.On the main road, the two of them didn't go far before they were stopped by a small traffic policeman on the side of the road.

The little brother was wearing a pair of white gloves, and stretched out his arms to block Wang Xiaoye.Anything that is flying like lightning, you have to get out of here.

The wheels rubbed against the ground, pulled out the long and harsh brakes, and stopped abruptly half a meter away from the small traffic police.

Wang Xiaoye gave a non-standard military salute: "Hey, good morning Uncle Police!"

The little traffic policeman raised his chin, revealing his immature face under the hat: "Who is your uncle?"

Wang Xiaoye quickly changed his words: "Hello, brother policeman..."

"Don't talk nonsense, come down quickly. Do you know it's dangerous to drive people by bicycle on the main road? You will be fined ten yuan." He said, took out a small notebook from his pocket, and began to write down, "What's your name? What are your identities?" Prove it to me."

Lu Zhuoyang asked: "Can you accommodate me, we are in a hurry."

The little traffic policeman didn't even raise his head: "I've seen you guys a lot, everyone is in a hurry. Name."

"Lu Zhuoyang."

"Wang Xiaoye."

"If you're in a hurry, you can take a taxi or something. Now there are all kinds of taxi-hailing software. They are cheap and convenient, and they are guaranteed to be faster than your bicycle. Riding a bicycle and taking people with you is dangerous, do you know? ID card."

Uncle Lu and Uncle Wang looked at each other, and each touched their pockets in embarrassment.

Wang Xiaoye handed over the ID card, and the little traffic policeman took it, glanced at it, then returned it to him, and asked Lu Zhuoyang, "Where's yours?"

"I didn't bring it." Lu Zhuoyang had only two pockets on his body, and he patted them casually, but they were all empty. He could only answer honestly, "I was in a hurry to go out, so I forgot. You see, we were really in a hurry, otherwise I wouldn't have In such a hurry."

"All right, all right," the little traffic policeman interrupted, "Pay the fine and leave quickly."

Lu Zhuoyang poked Wang Xiaoye's waist: "Give me the money."

Wang Xiaoye touched his pocket again, and this time he was dumbfounded: "I only brought my ID card and mobile phone."

"You don't have ten dollars?" The little traffic policeman was also helpless, "You guys are quite capable when you go out empty-handed."

"I'm sorry, Comrade Traffic Police," Lu Zhuoyang apologized to him, "My house is nearby, why don't I ask my dad to bring it to me."

"Hurry up." The little traffic policeman waved his pen.

Lu Zhuoyang stepped aside and called his father.

"Well, I didn't bring my wallet...well, it's in the flower bed of Zijin Garden...Okay, I'll wait for you." Lu Zhuoyang was on the phone and looked back at Wang Xiaoye, who was looking at him with a smirk.

It's silly.

Lu Zhuoyang hooked the corner of his mouth at him with some difficulty, and hung up the phone.

Wang Xiaoye came closer: "What did your father say?"

"Come right away." Lu Zhuoyang said, "The interview is coming soon, why don't you go first, I'll wait here."

Wang Xiaoye was taken aback: "What about you?"

"My dad took me there, he drove, much faster than your two-wheeled one."

"That's fine." Wang Xiaoye nodded and turned to the little traffic policeman, "Then I'll go first? My buddies are waiting here, okay?"

The little traffic policeman waved his hand impatiently, it was sure.

Wang Xiaoye stepped into the car, turned her head and told Lu Zhuoyang: "Am I really leaving? You must come here."

With a sore nose, Lu Zhuoyang gave him a hammer: "Definitely."

"Okay, I'm leaving." Wang Xiaoye stepped on the pedal, and the bicycle slid forward.

"A good interview! Try to pass it once!" Lu Zhuoyang shouted at his back, "Live a good life!"

It was his roommate and buddy who responded loudly: "Got it! You too! You have to work hard, you know!"

Lu Zhuoyang nodded heavily: "Yes."

The little traffic policeman stared blankly at the side: "It's like a farewell to life and death. What's the matter?... Alas, if I say you, I will fine you ten yuan. Why are you crying?"

"Huh?" Lu Zhuoyang wiped his face, his hands were covered with water stains, "I don't know either."

"You said you young people are in a hurry, lose everything, and always trouble others..." There were only two people left, and the little traffic policeman started the ideological education like a little old man.

Lu Zhuoyang was a little dazed, took two steps back, and sat down by the flower bed.He didn't listen to a word of what the little traffic policeman said in his ear, but kept crying.

When the little traffic policeman turned around, he was taken aback by him: "It's only ten yuan, is it appropriate to cry like this! Or I won't accept the money, so you can leave quickly."

"I'm sorry." Lu Zhuoyang couldn't stop his tears, "If my dad comes, I'll ask him to give you money."

He smoked twice: "If he will come."

The little traffic policeman was afraid of him, so he took out a piece of facial tissue and stuffed it in his hand: "I still have to work, so I won't accompany you. You should finish crying and leave, ah."

Lu Zhuoyang nodded, picked up a facial tissue and blew his nose hard.

Wang Xiaoye left, and so did the little traffic policeman.

Lu Zhuoyang sat by the flower bed and waited from morning to night.The sun is shining, and the sun is setting, and finally the stars are all over the sky, and various billboards are lit up on the streets.

And Dad, in the end, he didn't send ten yuan over.

Lu Zhuoyang held the roll of tissue paper in his hand and guessed in his heart that his father probably wouldn't come.

……

Wang Xiaoye is an orphan, he lived in an orphanage when he was a child, and he taught him how to bike after he went to college.

That person was so stupid that he learned it after two months of study.

And until I graduated from university, I still didn't dare to ride a bicycle to bring people.

……

Therefore,

This is all a dream, right?

☆, top three

If it's not a dream...

Lu Zhuoyang sighed softly.It would be nice if it wasn't a dream.

He has always resisted admitting that this is a dream, until he truly realized this in his heart, everything around him began to slowly collapse.

The starry sky, the neon lights, the flower beds, the asphalt road, everything, all fell apart and shattered into tiny pieces.

Each fragment is a mirror, each reflecting a past Lu Zhuoyang.

He was crying, he was just learning to walk, he was the first one on the track to reach the finish line, he was shooting a three-pointer, he was drunk and crazy, and he was taking family photos with the whole family...

Each one is Lu Zhuoyang, and each one is not him.

Thousands of fragments passed by Lu Zhuoyang, and then drifted into the distance, dragging out a long, shining trajectory, and finally merged into a bright star, disappearing at the end of the void.

The surroundings instantly turned into darkness.

After a while, where the light disappeared, a faint and imperceptible bean light reappeared, gradually expanding into a patch, and finally covering Lu Zhuoyang completely.

It was so bright that he couldn't open his eyes.

Lu Zhuoyang raised his arms to cover his face, after a while he adjusted to the light of the external environment, and then opened his eyes completely.

The first thing you can see is empty beds and simple wooden furniture.

Lu Zhuoyang is quite familiar with this place.The residence allocated to the Spirit Control Sect on Wangu Peak.He and Fang Tianyue's room.

The room was quiet, except for a man and a woman talking softly outside the door. Lu Zhuoyang recognized the owners of the two voices, one was Fang Tianyue, and the other was Li Ruyu.

Lu Zhuoyang got up from the bed and sat down at the table, pouring himself a glass of cold water.

Fang Tianyue said to Li Ruyu outside the door: "There is movement, it must be that the younger brother has woken up, I will go in and have a look."

"Then I'll go back first, see you later, Brother Tianyue."

"Go." Fang Tianyue replied, pushed open the door, saw Lu Zhuoyang drank two glasses of water, and said with a smile, "You are willing to wake up."

Lu Zhuoyang put down the kettle and asked, "How long have I been asleep?"

"It's not too long, just a day." Fang Tianyue sat across from him, put his hands on the table, and asked curiously, "What did you dream about?"

"I don't remember." Lu Zhuoyang pretended not to know what he was asking, and planned to answer casually to fool him.

Fang Tianyue didn't like him, shook his head and said, "Junior brother, don't lie to me. You have already walked out of the demon realm, but you haven't woken up yet. I'm afraid it's a beautiful dream and you don't want to wake up?"

A dream that doesn't want to wake up...

"Probably so." Lu Zhuoyang replied slowly.

He suddenly remembered something, and suddenly raised his head to look at Fang Tianyue: "No, why are the two of us here? The Fairy Conference is over?"

"Yeah, it's over."

Fang Tianyue answered lightly, and Lu Zhuoyang didn't believe it for a while: "How is it possible? Jiang Ling and I were standing at the entrance of Jiugongge, when a dazzling white light flashed, we just, just..."

Lu Zhuoyang thought about it hard, and found that he couldn't remember anything about it.

"Have no memory of what happened next?"

Lu Zhuoyang nodded honestly.

"That's because you have entered the Demon Realm. The Demon Realm reflects the most unresolved things in people's hearts, and can confuse the world the most. It is extremely difficult for those who are confused by distracting thoughts in their hearts to get out of the Demon Realm." Fang Tianyue laughed. "The last level of the Fairy Conference is to test the individual state of mind. From the entrance into the enchantment, each group of people will be separated, a total of 18 people, and each enters the dream. It takes the shortest time and the fastest to come out of the demon world The three of them are the top three of this conference."

I thought the last level would be a big fight between several groups.Didn't expect it to end like this.

"Then the top three have come out now?"

Fang Tianyue said quite proudly: "Of course."

"I'm hopeless." Lu Zhuoyang looked at Fang Tianyue suspiciously, and seeing his radiant face, he asked, "Brother, have you entered the top three?"

Fang Tianyue held up a finger and said, "No, no." He paused, and said, "It's not the top three, it's the first."

"!!!" Lu Zhuoyang was taken aback, "Is it true? Senior brother, don't let me go."

"What are you doing? It's absolutely true, more real than real gold and silver. Your senior brother, I am the one who came out of the inner demon world the fastest. Then Jiang Ling can't compare to me. What, senior brother, is he particularly powerful?"

Lu Zhuoyang didn't believe it: "...Brother, what did you dream about?"

Fang Tianyue shook her head: "I didn't dream about anything. When I woke up, I already came out."

...Why does it sound so simple?

"By the way, the head of the Cloud Chasing Sect, Li, has already gone up the mountain today. I just met him at the reward meeting, and before the end, I submitted the master's handwritten letter to him. I believe he will come to you soon. .”

"That's a good relationship." Seeing that the main goal was accomplished, Lu Zhuoyang felt a big stone in his heart, and then he remembered the bet with Jing Qiu.

Who knew that before he could speak, Fang Tianyue seemed to have expected what he was going to say, put the pink translucent sky-grade jade spirit stone on the table, put two fingers together, and pushed it in front of Lu Zhuoyang.

Lu Zhuoyang was puzzled: "Brother, what are you?"

Fang Tianyue said: "It was my brother's fault that I made the bet that day. I blame my impulsiveness for disturbing you. But since I agreed, I am willing to accept the bet. No matter how precious the heavenly jade spirit stone is, it is only a stone. I will find it later." That is, the senior brother at the master's place will tell you, you don't have to worry. As for this spirit stone, if you see the kid named Jing, just give it to him."

"...Okay." Lu Zhuoyang picked up the stone, and a refreshing and subtle touch spread from his fingertips to his body.

The heavenly jade spirit stone is really not ordinary, so it is not happy to think that such a good thing will fall into the hands of that kid Jing Qiu.

Although he was reluctant, since Fang Tianyue said so, he could only give it.

Lu Zhuoyang reached out to touch the Qiankun bag, and found nothing. Then he remembered that Jiang Ling had taken his Qiankun bag to clean up when he was fighting the Charming Snake.

Lu Zhuoyang could only put the stone into his sleeve, and asked Fang Tianyue, "Do you know where Jiang Ling is? My Qiankun bag is still in his hand, and I'm going to get it back." There was still a lot of money in it.

"I'm afraid it's still at the head of Li's house." Fang Tianyue said, "I forgot to tell you, Jiang Ling got the second best. The third best is the fairy girl from Shuiyuemen."

"Who is Miss Xianxian? No, you said that Jiang Ling won the second class?"

"Exactly."

It's so weird.

In "The Transformation of Immortals and Demons", Zhongyuan won the first A, Jiang Ling won the second, and the third A can't remember, but it seems that she is also a female cultivator.

Here, Lu Zhuoyang did not win the first prize, but Fang Tianyue won, but Jiang Ling still took No.2... It's all about nothing.

But who cares, the Fairy Fairy Conference of Zheshou is over, and the intersection with Jiang Ling will come to an end.Judging from the current situation, everything is still developing in a good direction. I only hope that the bridge will return to the bridge and the road will return to the road in the future, and nothing will happen again.

The brothers and sisters chatted a little more, someone knocked on the door outside, and Fang Tianyue got up to open it.But he was a low-ranking disciple of Zhuyun Sect, and when he saw him, he saluted and said, "Mr. Fang, the head of the sect has invited Mr. Lu to Luoyan Pavilion for a talk."

It must be about breaking the spirit nail, Fang Tianyue nodded and said: "Thank you for telling me, please reply, Junior Brother will be there later."

Lu Zhuoyang poked his head inside the room: "Did Master Li look for me?"

Fang Tianyue said: "That's right. Pack up quickly and follow me to see Head Li."

"I'm coming!"

The two brothers didn't delay, and hurried to Luoyan Pavilion.

The Luoyan Pavilion was built along the water, surrounded by water on three sides, and only a zigzag path paved with bluestone slabs connected the pavilion to the ground.

The two went downstairs, but they were respectfully stopped by the disciples of Zhuyunmen: "The master is lecturing in the pavilion, please wait a moment for the two monks."

Fang Tianyue said: "It doesn't matter." He looked around and saw a few low tables in the side hall, so he called Lu Zhuoyang to sit aside.

A small clay stove was placed on the side of the low slump. Not long after the two sat down, the teapot on the clay stove began to emit steam, and the timing was just right.

Fang Tianyue took two thin porcelain cups and poured a cup of tea for each of them.

There were several plates of dried fruit snacks on the table in front of him, and Lu Zhuoyang was not polite, he grabbed a handful of melon seeds and ate them, and said to Fang Tianyue when he was done, "Eat."

Fang Tianyue smiled and took a sip of tea.

The two of them didn't sit for a long time, when there was movement upstairs, following the sound, Jiang Ling was coming down the stairs, his handsome face was tense, as if he was in a bad mood.Passing by the entrance of the side hall, he glanced at Fang Lu and the two of them, without stopping, he went straight out of the pavilion, stopped at the guardrail by the water, jumped lightly, and sat sideways on the guardrail.

Lu Zhuoyang lowered his voice and approached Fang Tianyue: "This person seems to be in a bad mood?"

Fang Tianyue nodded: "It seems that I am not very satisfied with the top three rankings."

Lu Zhuoyang understood that, with Jiang Ling's arrogant personality with eyes on the top of his head, he only got the second best, so he might not be happy at all.

Fang Tianyue drank the tea in the cup, and said to Lu Zhuoyang: "You wait here, senior brother will come as soon as he goes."

Lu Zhuoyang tugged at his sleeve: "What are you doing?"

Fang Tianyue glanced at Jiang Ling and said, "Just wait, I'll tell you later." After saying that, she got up and walked towards Jiang Ling.

what's the situation?The first-class winners go to demonstrate against the second-class winners?

No way?

Lu Zhuoyang stopped eating melon seeds, and threw all the rest of his hands back into the plate, and leaned against the wall towards the door. He hid behind the guarding disciple of the Cloud Chasing Sect, rubbing his hands secretly and looking out.

The guard looked sideways at him: "Young Master Lu?"

Lu Zhuoyang hurriedly raised his finger to his lips: "Shhh—"

The man just kept his mouth shut.

At this time, Jiang Ling was holding a dry steamed bun in his hand, and he threw the crumbs to the fish swimming in the lake. When he heard the movement behind him, he didn't turn his head, and asked in a cold voice, "What's the matter?"

Fang Tianyue stood beside him, looked at the schools of fish swimming in the lake, and said, "I want to ask you for a favor."

Jiang Ling should not.

Fang Tianyue said to herself: "You still use the sect saber now, right?"

"So what?" Jiang Ling broke off another piece of steamed bun and threw it into the lake. A large group of swimming fish rushed towards the place where the food fell.

Fang Tianyue opened the universe bag, carefully took out a long wooden box, and handed it to Jiang Ling.

Jiang Ling glanced down, then stopped his movements, turned his head to look at Fang Tianyue: "What do you mean?"

Fang Tianyue smiled and said: "The reward for the first rank in the Bingyin Fairy Fairy Conference is the ground-level long sword magic weapon--Ling Lang. I will exchange it with you for the second-level reward, the ground-level acupuncture array magic weapon-Pear Blossom Rain. How about it? "

☆, gambling

Jiang Ling said, "No change."

Fang Tianyue never imagined that he would refuse so readily.

The results of the Fairy Fairy Conference, when the top three were determined, had been sent to various sects in various places by the disciples of Zhuyunmen at all levels, and it will be announced to the world soon.The birth of the top three names and taboos will soon spread throughout the cultivation world, no matter for yourself or for the sect, it is a supreme honor.

In addition to a chance to become famous, the top three winners will also have a valuable reward.Compared with previous years, this year's Fairy Fairy Conference has particularly rich rewards, and the level of prizes has been fully upgraded compared to previous years.

The reward for the top three is the Spiritual Grade Long Sword Mowen, the reward for the second prize is the Earth-grade Needle Array Pear Blossom Rain, and the first prize is the Earth-grade Long Sword Linlang.It was originally a magic weapon as a reward for the first class, but this time it was only used as a reward for the third class, which shows how generous the reward is.

In fact, if you really want to calculate it carefully, there is no lack of credit for the Spirit Control Sect.The old man Mingxin and Li Moming are old friends, so they provided some support for the Fairy Conference.

It's just that this time the reward for the first class fell into the hands of the disciples in the sect, which probably was beyond the expectation of the old man Mingxin.

The disciples of the Spirit Controlling Sect have extremely high qualifications, and most of their weapons are long swords, and there are also many treasures in the sect.Fang Tianyue's hands are far away, and the style is simple and low-key, but it is a full-fledged heavenly magic weapon.

The earth-level long sword Linlang that was rewarded by this conference was of no use to him.On the contrary, Erjia's ground-level needles, pear blossom rain, are most suitable for Lu Zhuoyang. However, the magical artifacts that have been cultivated are more useful than the current golden needles.After Jiang Ling received the reward at the reward meeting, Fang Tianyue came up with the idea of ​​this acupuncture array.

His idea is also simple, use the ground-level long sword and Jiang Ling to exchange the ground-level needle array, each takes what it needs, and kills two birds with one stone.

Even if Jiang Ling didn't want to exchange immediately, he should at least think about it for a while.

Don't want to be such a simple and direct answer.

"No change."

"Why?" Fang Tianyue was puzzled, "Although the ground-level long sword is not the highest grade, it is much better than the sword given by the sect. It is better to use it as a transition before finding the weighing weapon. Instead of holding a useless needle Array, how can it be more cost-effective to replace it with a long sword, isn't it?"

"If you don't change, you don't want to change." Jiang Ling didn't want to talk to him, and said in his heart: One or two sent by Yu Ling are idiots.

Not to mention that he is a second-class man, holding a first-class gift in his hand, which is unreasonable in terms of emotion and reason. In the future, walking in the world of self-cultivation will most likely be a joke.

Besides, it's just that they simply don't want to make this deal with Fang Tianyue.

With force in his hands, Jiang Ling crushed the food and sprinkled all the food into the lake.

Fang Tianyue wanted to make persistent efforts, but there was a sudden noise in the Luoyan Pavilion. Jiang Fang and the two, including Lu Zhuoyang, who was hiding behind the guard and eavesdropping, all looked into the pavilion when they heard the sound.

But he saw a handsome young man in blue shirt with a wonderful expression on his face, angry and laughing, walking slowly down from the second floor, his steps were extremely heavy, every step made the stairs creak.

Who is not Jiang Ling's younger brother Jing Qiu?Judging by his expression, he might be angry.

What happened to the disciples of the Cloud Chasing Sect?Neither of them looked good.

Jing Qiu didn't leave after going downstairs, but walked straight to Lu Zhuoyang's side.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Fang Tianyue was afraid that he would be disadvantageous to his junior brother, so he hurried forward a few steps to block Lu Zhuoyang's body, bowed in vain, and said: "Brother Jing."

Jing Qiu felt depressed, rolled his eyes shallowly, and hummed, "Who is your brother?"

Fang Tianyue was not annoyed, and said with a smile, "I don't know why Mr. Jing is looking for my junior brother? I see that your breath is not smooth and your mood is unstable. Could it be that you are not feeling well? If you are not feeling well, it is better to go back and rest earlier."

Jing Qiu's face turned blue and white, and Jiang Ling saw that his expression was different, and asked, "Xiao Jing, what's wrong?"

Jing Qiu pouted, squinted at Lu Zhuoyang, and said aggrievedly, "It's not because of him!"

Lu Zhuo was in a cloud of confusion, not knowing where he had offended this sharp-mouthed young man, and hurriedly clarified for himself: "You can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately. I can't beat you, and I can't scold you." You, it won't be me who bullies you, right?"

He paused, seeing that Jing Qiu was angrily but didn't answer, he muttered, "Could it be because of the bet? There's no need to rush if you didn't make the bet, right?"

He continued to say to Jing Qiu: "If it's because of the bet made three days ago, then I really lost." He touched the inside of his cuff back and forth, took out a pink translucent stone, and moved forward with some heartache. Handed, "Hey, the agreed heaven-level jade spirit stone, I would like to accept the bet and give it to you."

"Who cares!" Jing Qiu didn't answer it, as if he was insulted, his face became more and more ugly, he waved his sleeve to block the spirit stone, Lu Zhuoyang couldn't hold it steady, the stone flew into the lake with a plop, causing several layers of ripples After that, he disappeared.

Lu Zhuoyang: "..."

Fang Tianyue: "..."

That was a priceless treasure, so it just flew away like this?

Jing Qiu knew that he had caused trouble, but he didn't want to admit it, but his anger disappeared instantly, and he didn't dare to continue to be a monster. He just looked at Jiang Ling and said with hatred: "I didn't mean it. I came to give Mr. Lu... apologized."

This is how the comprehension world apologizes?Lu Zhuoyang said: I don't study much, so don't lie to me.

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