Junior Disciple C

Because of this delay, it was already afternoon when Feng Ye and Hao Chen returned to the sect.

They had to go through the main hall square on their way back to the room, and today the main hall square was crowded with many people.

Feng Ye glanced at it from a distance. Those people lined up in a long line to sign up for the promotion competition to be held tomorrow. There are only four days before the Floating Island Secret Realm will be held. In one day tomorrow, the final selection will be made for the 79 people who can go to the competition. Participating junior disciples.

Then rest for two more days, and the sect will lead the team to the entrance of the secret realm of the floating island.

But these have nothing to do with Feng Ye, just like Hao Chen, these two people have no interest in the secret realm of the floating island at all.

It's just that they are not interested, and the undisguised conversations of the junior disciples passing by inevitably penetrated into their overly sensitive ears.

"Have you heard? The one named Fang Yang." Feng Ye passed by a junior disciple standing on the square of the main hall and said to his companion.

Fang Yang?

This keyword made Feng Ye prick up his ears again, and he stopped in his tracks.

Hao Chen also heard the conversation between the two junior disciples. He didn't have much interest in Fang Yang, an idiot.

There is never a shortage of amazingly talented people in this world, but even so, people who can stand at the same height as themselves, not to mention rare, are nonexistent.

Although the heavens and the human world are connected, they have always been up to down. There is no way for the human world to actively connect with the heavens. It is as difficult to bridge as the distance between heaven and earth, and the distance between gods and humans.

Moreover, even the gods who live high in the heavens have to be divided into three, six or nine classes. As the Lord of the North Sea, Hao Chen is undoubtedly the top class.

This is a matter of destiny, the number of gods in the heavens is fixed, and there is no such thing as mortal people's fantasy in the storybooks. After reaching a certain level of cultivation, they can break through the realm and become gods.

Gods are all born gods.They each have their own responsibilities and titles, which were bestowed by the Dao of Heaven when they were born.

As Kunpeng, he was born to protect the Great God of Beiming.

It is not an exaggeration to soar up to [-] miles. He turned into a bird, and when his wings are fully spread, he can even block the sun.

The ability to steal the sky and change the sun is just one of the various divine powers he was born with.

Fate is determined by the sky. Although it may sound cruel to ordinary people, it is an unshakable fact in the heavens.

The level of ability is determined from the moment of birth.Like a gift from God, but also like a shackle.

Therefore, although Hao Chen was active in the human world in human form, he never really put human beings in his eyes. Qi refining, foundation building, or Jindan Nascent Soul were all equally insignificant in his eyes.

In his eyes, Feng Ye was a little bigger than insignificant, because this guy was probably not human, and he probably came from the heaven.

But no matter whether Feng Ye came from the heaven or not, or he guessed wrong, Feng Ye is just a human being with ulterior motives, Hao Chen didn't think that Feng Ye had the power to rival himself.

He could count on one hand the gods who could rival him in the heavens. Some Hao Chen knew and some didn't, but from the analysis of his character, Feng Ye was not like any of them.

He is now evenly matched with Feng Ye, and he is just playing. He has never really fought at all, and is completely playing around with the mentality of having fun.

Otherwise, if he really wanted to, wouldn't it be fine to use force to force Feng Ye to reveal his true identity?

But that would be boring, he was boring enough.

So he would rather use various childish means to compete with Feng Ye than adopt other more mature and efficient methods.

All of Hao Chen's interests were limited to Feng Ye, and Fang Yang, a foolish and sweet person, didn't have any other superfluous thoughts other than being treated as a stone to explore the way.

Therefore, he is not interested in the discussions of the people around him.

However, Feng Ye stopped.

So Hao Chen also stopped, and he even thoughtfully raised his fan to cover for Feng Ye who was eavesdropping.

It's a pity that this heart was not posted in the right place. The two chatterers didn't notice Feng Ye and Hao Chen who stopped suddenly at first.

Feng Ye: "..."

Hao Chen gave an apologetic smile: "Accident."

Nothing good happened when I met him.Feng Ye hated it in his heart.Then I thought that since it had been exposed, it would be a bit too embarrassing to eavesdrop again.

So he took a step forward and took the initiative to chat with the two fellow students: "I heard you talking about Fang Yang. I'm his friend. What happened?"

The two looked at each other, and the person who mentioned "Fang Yang" at the beginning answered for Feng Ye: "It happened not long ago, I heard that he killed a suddenly advanced adult in the back mountain by himself. A white-nosed demon bear in the foundation-building period."

So it was this matter, Feng Ye thought to himself, he thought it was Fang Yang's accident.

However, the speed at which gossip spreads within the sect is really breathtaking, Feng Ye thought with a little admiration.It was not more than an hour after Fang Yang was brought down the mountain by the two inner disciples, and he walked down the mountain again, the news of Fang Yang's killing of the white-nosed demon bear had already spread.

Hao Chen wasn't too surprised by this speed of transmission. After all, he had already discovered it when he was chatting with people. The group of sword cultivators looked rigid and serious, but in fact, there was a bitch hiding under every iceberg face. Mother-in-law, otherwise, the rumors that she and Feng Ye are in Shuangxiu will not spread like crazy, and everyone will know.

Now, at the foot of the mountain, among all the junior disciples and the stewards in charge of sundries at the foot of the mountain, probably only Feng Ye himself, and Fang Yang, the chief culprit of the rumor, did not know about the rumor.

As the only person who knew the whole truth, Hao Chen wasn't going to tell Feng Ye, he felt that the status of this Taoist couple was pretty good, and no one would doubt him if he stayed by Feng Ye's side, and on the contrary, he often had some miraculous benefits.

Now that he knew the reason, Feng Ye was ready to leave.Just as he was about to say thank you and leave, another junior disciple said in surprise: "The foundation building period?! Didn't the white-nosed demon bear only reach the tenth level of Qi refinement as an adult? And that Fang Yang... seems to be only the seventh level of Qi refinement?"

The companion nodded: "That's right, the highest level of cultivation among our junior disciples this year is the seventh level of Qi Refining, and there are only a few of them in total. As for the White-nosed Demon Bear, it seems that it has suddenly mutated, and it has advanced to Foundation Establishment. The disciples of the inner sect who cleared up the monsters in the back mountain personally inspected it, and it is definitely in the foundation establishment period.”

Another person sighed: "You can kill the white-nosed demon bear in the foundation establishment stage by practicing Qi at the seventh level. It seems that he is already the definite champion in tomorrow's competition."

The companion echoed: "Yes, we are just waiting for the place to go to the secret place of the floating island. The champion doesn't have to think about it."

"Thank you for letting me know. I still have something to do, so I'll be leaving first." Feng Ye finally caught the opportunity for them to pause and interjected as the two of them spoke to each other.

The two junior disciples nodded politely at Feng Ye, and then continued to chat about themselves.

Feng Ye and Hao Chen continued to walk to their room.

On the way, Hao Chen started talking to Feng Ye randomly based on the conversation he had heard earlier, "Feng Ye, do you think your junior brother can win tomorrow?"

Feng Ye crossed his arms, pretended to ponder for a while, and then said with humility on the surface but proudly: "It can't be too absolute."

Although Feng Ye felt that with the current Fang Yang winning the championship in this kind of competition was a certainty, after all he had taught him, it was better to keep a low profile, so Feng Ye didn't say anything dead.

Hao Chen spread out his fan and shook it, and said, "That's right, if Fellow Daoist Feng Ye participates in the competition, the champion will have to be replaced."

Feng Ye raised his eyebrows, but didn't reply: "Fellow Taoist Hao Chen seems to have misunderstood my strength all the time?"

Hao Chen couldn't help smiling when he heard the words, this smile was rare from the heart: "There is no misunderstanding."

No matter who you are, you are all equally weak to me.Hao Chen thought with a smile.

Feng Ye stared at Hao Chen's smile for a while, and suddenly showed a smile, also from the heart, but he didn't refute, and didn't speak again.

Coincidentally, the two also walked to the place of accommodation, pretended to say goodbye to each other, and then went back to their respective rooms.

These two people who don't care about the secrets of the floating island naturally don't know how intense the discussion outside is. Almost all junior disciples want to fight for this spot, although most of them know that their strength is limited and they just want to grab it Those 79 places.

But there are still a small number of people who are running for the championship, after all, the temptation of the earth-level magic weapon is too great.

At first, I thought I was somewhat sure, but who would have expected that Fang Yang would suddenly overturn a white-nosed demon bear in the foundation-building stage today. With this strength, he was almost a sure-fire champion.

These people who originally wanted to compete for the championship couldn't help but sighed, lamenting the hopelessness of the championship, but some people had other thoughts.

Lu Chengye listened to what other people said that Fang Yang would definitely win the championship tomorrow, and his fists were clenched in anger. Fang Yang, a nosy brat, snatched the soft persimmon he liked once, and wanted to grab it Tomorrow's own magic weapon?

Although the magic weapon was used to reward the champion, Lu Chengye just felt that such a good thing should be his own.

But Fang Yang's strength seems to be really strong, and I'm afraid I really can't beat him. If... there is any way to destroy his cultivation... wouldn't he be able to compete with himself?

The more Lu Chengye thought about it, the more tempted he became. Greed and jealousy were the perfect helpers, and a perfect poisonous plan was born in his mind almost instantly.