Junior Disciple C

The scoring was carried out in an orderly manner, the results of each faction followed the rules, and the ranking of the top ten sects did not change much. At most, it was within one rank. Other than that, it was not far behind the previous ones, and the Aspirations sect was firmly in the first place. .

Finally it was the turn of Ling Xiao Jianzong and Tiangong Pavilion to take the stage, and the two factions lined up to hand in their harvests.

Because of Cao Zirui's popularity in the sect, the members of Lingxiao Sword Sect took him as the team leader spontaneously, and waited for the master's direct disciple to show his achievements to make a blockbuster.

The judges counted the several herbs that Cao Zirui took out, and reported a total score: "Six thousand."

It was a little higher than Cao Zirui's own estimate, which is already considered good in terms of personal performance, but...Ji Chengyue frowned, this is not enough... far from his expectations...

He tried his best to hide it, but there was still disappointment in his expression.

Wu Wenbo understood at a glance that he was putting all his treasures on this person, but unfortunately the result was not satisfactory.Although Cao Zirui's personal performance is not bad, but it is not enough to affect the sect ranking, so he is relieved that Tiangong Pavilion does not need to be at the bottom.

Ji Chengyue still didn't get rid of history, he sighed like before, Cao Zirui's grades are like this, others, he has nothing to look forward to, it seems that Lingxiao Sword Sect is the tenth this time.

However, the people who came up after Cao Zirui surprised the two heads. Fang Yang picked up his storage bag and poured it down. In the black lines on the judge's face, he poured out the Yuan Lingcao that covered the table.

The rest of the sects who did not leave after the evaluation and waited to see the final result were all silent, everyone's thinking was very tacit, it was the first time I saw someone who traveled thousands of miles into the secret realm of the floating island, but brought out such a bag of worthless Yuanling grass.

Wu Wenbo couldn't help laughing, he tried to care about his old friend's face, so he didn't laugh too loudly.

Ji Chengyue rubbed his forehead with a headache, he didn't want to watch anymore, but Fang Yang's next move made him stop.

Fang Yang shook the storage bag and saw that the Yuan Lingcao was empty. After thinking about it, he touched his sleeve and took out the Bingyancao that he put in his sleeve.

As soon as this translucent ice crystal-like herb appeared, it attracted the attention of the audience.

The judges were also surprised, and looked at Fang Yang again. They didn't expect that this kid on the third level of Qi Refining was so lucky to get such a treasure as Bingyancao.

As we all know, there are ice grasses in the secret realm of the floating island, but since the collapse of the secret realm of the floating island a hundred years ago, no monks in the Nascent Soul stage can enter, so naturally, no one has the strength to search the dangerous seabed Bingyan grass.

But Fang Yang got it, it must not be because he has enough strength, but it can only be attributed to good luck.

Envy the good fortune of others.

Under everyone's envious and jealous eyes, the judges reported Fang Yang's score: "160 one."

The fractions are naturally those primordial spirit grasses. Even though they are not worth much, the judges still conscientiously counted them one by one.

"Unexpectedly, it turns out that your trump card is this ugly boy!" Wu Wenbo exclaimed.

Ji Chengyue didn't speak, he just showed an unfathomable expression, because he didn't expect it either.

The evaluation was still going on, Wu Wenbo was overwhelmed, and looking at the ratings below, he couldn't help feeling a little worried.

Because of Fang Yang's unexpected high score, the score between the two factions was very tight at once, and Ling Xiao Jianzong even had a tendency to overtake, and the situation was not optimistic.

Under Wu Wenbo's nervous and anxious eyes, the score of Lingxiao Sword Sect continued to rise. Finally, when there was only one disciple left in each of the last two factions, Ling Xiao Sword Sect's score surpassed Tiangong Pavilion by a small margin.

The two heads looked at each other, and the familiarity in their eyes that belonged to old friends turned into the spark of rivals, whoever was the bottom one, it was all in one fell swoop.

Everyone was staring at the last person who came to the stage. Although the last person hadn't scored yet, Ji Chengyue already had a sense of joy in his heart, because he had an impression of the last person, and it was the one who was still fresh in his memory during the competition. A junior disciple named Feng Ye.

Although Feng Ye's cultivation level is not high, he has profound knowledge in swordsmanship, so he must have gained a lot from this trip.

Moreover, when Feng Ye walked in front of the judges, his expression was very determined, as if he had a plan in mind.

As long as Feng Ye's score is an average score, their faction will basically win.

After being the tenth for nearly a hundred years, whether he can stand up this time depends on Feng Ye. Both Ji Chengyue and Wu Wenbo are experienced Nascent Soul Stage monks, but at this moment, they are nervous like gamblers who are about to announce the results of the quiz. only.

They anxiously and eagerly wanted to know who was at the bottom.

With countless pairs of eyes focused, Feng Ye stood in front of the judges, motionless.

The judges raised their heads and looked at Feng Ye, staring at Feng Ye for a long time. The judges couldn't help but urged in doubt: "Where's the elixir?"

Feng Ye maintained that determined expression and shook his head.

What does it mean to shake your head?

Amidst the bewildered gazes, Feng Ye explained unhurriedly: "I didn't pick a single plant."

Everyone: "..." You are lying to ghosts.

Depending on the richness of the elixir in the secret realm of the floating island, no matter how bad it is, at least you can pick a few Yuanling grass like Fang Yang did, how could there be none.

The judges didn't believe it either. He looked Feng Ye up and down, and he knew that Feng Ye must have experienced a dangerous fight when he saw Feng Ye's tattered Taoist robe.

And danger often means opportunity, Feng Ye may have obtained some particularly precious medicinal herbs, and he was afraid that revealing his wealth would arouse the greed of others, so he dared not take it out.

Many people had the same conjectures as the judges, and the judges said on behalf of everyone: "Whatever you get, feel free to take it out, the heads of the top ten sects are here, and no one dares to snatch it."

Feng Ye glanced at the aggressive eyes around him, and realized that no one would believe him unless he presented evidence.

So he took out his storage bag, lifted the two corners of the bag upside down, and shook it down a few times.

There were two "clangs", and the two spirit stones rolled down.

Other than that, there is nothing else.

There was silence.

Feng Ye tried his best not to make any embarrassing expressions.

Feng Ye didn't hear what Fang Yang and Cao Zirui said, and Feng Ye was perfunctory to Hao Chen without expression.

Fang Yang forgot about his good-for-nothing senior brother when he had a friend. He only remembered to tell Cao Zirui not to go on stage empty-handed, but he didn't remind Feng Ye.

Because he never expected that Feng Ye, who seemed to have searched outside for a long time, would not have harvested a single herb.

Of course, it's not that Feng Ye doesn't have the opportunity to pick herbs, it's just...he forgot...

The only purpose he came to the secret place of the floating island was to build wood, as for other things, such as herbal spirit stones, he didn't care too much.

So in the spirit stone mine in the seabed cave, he didn't take a single spirit stone away, and he didn't pick up any of the herbs that passed by.

Except for the Bingyan grass secretly given to Fang Yang, he really got nothing.

Feng Ye didn't want to be so independent, but after he got out of the secret place of the floating island and saw the jury, he remembered that there was such a thing as a competition, otherwise he would have picked two herbs for appearance, Make yourself less noticeable.

However, it has all come out, and I can't go back and pick it again.Even if there is nothing, there is no other way but to bite the bullet and come up.

Therefore, Feng Ye's determined expression in the eyes of others was not actually determined, but just a forced composure.

Feng Ye's final score was zero.

There is no one before, and there will probably be zero points for those who come.

Ji Chengyue heaved a long sigh when he saw this result, hoped that he would be disappointed again, originally wanted to advance one place, but unexpectedly Feng Ye got zero points.

Wu Wenbo breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that his hanging heart could be let go.

Although Lingxiao Sword Sect is leading, it is only a weak lead, and the gap between the two factions is only single digits. As long as they send the last disciple to take out a little medicinal herb, their Tiangong Pavilion will not be at the bottom.

However, his heart was still too early.

The comer who was supposed to have no one to come, just waved a small fan and came.

The last disciple of Tiangong Pavilion also stood in front of the judges' platform. He was a tall and thin man with the appearance of a gentleman who didn't look like a disciple of Tiangong Pavilion.

Holding a small fan, Hao Chen smiled at the judges in front of him. The judges smiled back politely, waiting for Hao Chen to show his harvest, but they didn't see Hao Chen move for a long time.

Under the apprehensive eyes of the judges, Hao Chen spread his hands and imitated Feng Ye and said, "I haven't picked a single herb either."

Silent.

Everyone looked at Hao Chen, and couldn't help but shift their eyes to Feng Ye who hadn't had time to step down from the stage.

Facing the eyes of everyone, Hao Chen was contented, and waving his folding fan lightly, without any trace of shame.However, Feng Ye did not have the tried-and-tested face of Hao Chen after all, he could no longer hold on to his composure, and he lowered his head and supported his forehead as if evading, avoiding the eyes of everyone.

The judges twitched their mouths and asked the torture of the soul instead of everyone: "Are you two going on a spring outing?"

Feng Ye lowered his head a little lower, while Hao Chen smiled back very calmly, as if he was asking "so what".

Facing the provocation, the judges slapped the table and forced to ask: "How can there be such a coincidence, the secret place of the floating island has been open for so many years, and I have never heard of empty-handed entry and empty-handed exit, one is fine, why are you still in pairs? Get up, to be honest, if you have gained anything, quickly take it out so as not to waste everyone's time!"

Facing the questioning eyes of the judges, Hao Chen shook his head helplessly, then took out his storage bag, and handed the opened storage bag to the judges with his own hands.

Feng Ye was already so poor that the disciples of the Lingxiao Sword Sect couldn't help but want to organize donations. His entire net worth was only two spirit stones, and Hao Chen, he could be even poorer.

There is not a single spirit stone in his storage bag, nor is there any hidden elixir or herb, only two pieces of clothes.

One is a spare Taoist robe of the uniform standard of Tiangong Pavilion, and the other... The judges shook off the black Taoist robe and said hesitantly: "This seems...to be Lingxiao Jianzong's clothes?"

In fact, there is no need to hesitate, the eyesight of the monks is not bad, although they are some distance away from the judges' platform, everyone can see clearly that the pattern of the small sword on the black Taoist robe is clearly the clothing of the Lingxiao Sword Sect.

Then the question arises, the disciples of Tiangong Pavilion, why are there Lingxiao Jianzong's clothes in the storage bag?

The two heads standing together also looked at each other in blank dismay, not understanding what was going on.

Only the two people on the field knew the answer. When Feng Ye heard what the judges said, he raised his head and took a look. He saw the very familiar one. The formation lines were all scattered because of being destroyed, and a big hole was broken in his chest. clothes.

Feng Ye: "..."

His gaze shifted from his clothes to Hao Chen's face stiffly and slowly.

Looking at each other, Hao Chen smiled inexplicably.

Feng Ye: "..." In fact, not only the judges and the crowd wanted to ask, but he also wanted to ask.

Why did Hao Chen pick up his clothes and put them neatly folded in the storage bag.

But in the dark, Feng Ye had a feeling that he didn't really want to know the answer.

"Is it convenient to explain?" The judges represented a group of curious onlookers who looked like cat's claws scratching their hearts. They broke the casserole and asked the bottom line. They pointed to the clothes on their hands and looked at Hao Chen.

Hao Chen waved the small fan unhurriedly, and replied undeniably: "It's not very convenient."

He didn't say anything misleading, Feng Ye couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.Fortunately, there was no mark on the clothes, and no one knew it was theirs.

However, before his breath was relieved, Hao Chen's eyes drifted to Feng Ye, revealing a look of "did I do a good job" begging for praise.

Everyone who didn't know who the owner of the clothes was at first turned their gazes to Feng Ye.

Feng Ye: "..." It's over.

He could feel that the eyes of the crowd were getting hotter and hotter. The close-fitting clothes were given to another man, and they were put away properly by the other man. The plot that can be associated with it can be talked about for three days and three nights. not finished.

Feng Ye couldn't just sit back and watch his innocence be ruined, he couldn't keep pretending to be dumb after all.

He cleared his throat and took the initiative to admit to the judges: "The clothes are mine."

In the sound of "oh", Feng Ye immediately explained: "This disciple of Tiangong Pavilion and I have been traveling together since we entered the secret realm of the floating island. Unfortunately, we encountered a powerful monster. In order to survive, jumped off the shore."

The lies became smoother and smoother, and Feng Ye's expression was no longer as embarrassing as before. He continued with a sincere face: "After jumping off the shore, although the land-born monster dared not go into the sea, it refused to give up. prowling the shore."

"He and I didn't dare to swim back to the shore, so we could only swim in the deep sea, thinking about going back to the shore from another place. But we didn't expect that we encountered even more powerful monsters at the bottom of the sea."

Feng Ye recalled the fish that Hao Chen changed, opened his eyes and talked nonsense, and secretly belittled Hao Chen: "The monster is black and black, it is a big black fish, its body is fat like a ball, It's also oddly shaped and ugly."

When Feng Ye said the first two sentences, Hao Chen's expression was relatively calm. He knew that Feng Ye had used him to make up a lie, but after hearing the last few sentences, he couldn't be calm.

He suddenly interrupted Feng Ye, who was about to continue, and added in agreement: "Yes, not only that, we also met another monster at the bottom of the sea, with a green face and fangs, and extremely thick claws. The palm. The most frightening thing is that he also used illusions very cunningly, using illusions to lure us step by step without us noticing. If I hadn't been alert, Daoist Feng Ye and I would almost never have come back .”

Blue-faced fangs?This is talking about me.Feng Ye thought to himself, he secretly glared at Hao Chen, who was consciously winning back, and decided to settle the score later.

He concluded to the judges: "In short, he and I escaped from death at the bottom of the sea, and we escaped back to the shore after a dangerous and dangerous situation. Later, we were exhausted and only wanted to recuperate, so we were exhausted until the end of the floating island mystery. That's why I got nothing. As for the clothes... I asked him to take them to the river for cleaning, but he just forgot to return them to me."

Feng Ye didn't make a draft at all, so he just made up and told such a story that could barely pass the logic.

Although everyone still had doubts, they reluctantly accepted it.

Because of the cultivation bases of these two people, one is at the third level of Qi refining and the other is at the fourth level of Qi refining, among the monks who have obtained the qualifications to enter the secret realm of the floating island, they are at the bottom of the list.

It doesn't look like he is capable of obtaining any precious elixir at all.And looking at the simple clothes, there is not even a jade pendant or other accessories, and there is no magic weapon to hide things except the storage bag on the body, it seems that there is really nothing.

Therefore, although these two people belonged to different sects, they left the stage with exactly the same score of zero.

The final scores of the two factions were announced, and Ling Xiao Jianzong narrowly won by 5 points, ranking ninth and Tiangong Pavilion at the bottom.

After the selection of the top ten sects, as usual, the judges asked if there were any other sects who wanted to challenge the ranking of the top ten sects.

These ten sects have a long history and profound heritage.Although individual sects are constantly losing ground, after all, the lean camels are bigger than horses, and it is indeed very difficult for other small sects to hit the top ten rankings.

As usual, this time again no one volunteered.

After waiting for a while, the selection officially ended.The crowd who had watched a good show also slowly dispersed. Everyone returned to their respective sects, got on the flying instruments of the sects, and left one after another.

However, the two factions of Lingxiao Sword Sect and Tiangong Pavilion did not separate. The big ships of the two factions flew side by side. No, I am making trouble with my old friend for no reason.

Ji Chengyue was in a happy mood because the ranking that had not changed for a hundred years had finally improved by one place, so he didn't pack up and throw the drunk-crazed head back onto the next boat.

Since the head of Tiangong Pavilion is still on the boat of Ling Xiao Jianzong, it is logical that Hao Chen also found a reason to stay.

The four of them stood on the deck together, leaning against the fence of the ship, watching the big ship sailing on the sea of ​​clouds, with clouds and mist swirling in front of them.

Although Cao Zirui was not familiar with Feng Ye and Hao Chen, he became more and more familiar with Fang Yang. He was almost where Fang Yang was, so he also stayed here.

"I didn't expect so many things to happen to you, senior brother." Fang Yang looked at Feng Ye's tattered Taoist robe and sighed. He finally knew the reason why Senior Brother Waste Chai was in such a mess.

Once again, Fang Yang believed his own lies, which made Feng Ye a little uneasy.So he just gave an ambiguous "huh".

After Fang Yang finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the cabin where the sound of smashing wine bowls came from time to time, and sighed to Cao Zirui: "When will Sect Master Wu finish his drink, you have no chance to go in and talk to Sect Leader. "

Cao Zirui also looked back and comforted him, "Don't be in a hurry."

Cao Zirui is not in a hurry, but Fang Yang is in a hurry. He is always impatient, and he doesn't like to procrastinate in everything, and he will solve it as soon as possible.

So he dragged Cao Zirui and ran from the deck to the door of the cabin, wanting to see how drunk Master Wu was.

As a result, there were only two people left on the deck. As for the rest of the disciples, most of them were repaired in the cabin. They were different from these four people. Most of them searched for a whole day and night without sleep. Unlike Feng Ye and the others, they were in the secret realm of the floating island with peace of mind. slept through the night.

Seeing that there was no one around, Hao Chen couldn't wait to figure it out before Feng Ye did the math: "Fellow Daoist Feng Ye has a serious problem with his eyes? Why can't you tell the difference between fat, thin, beautiful and ugly?"

Where is he fat!And among the fish, he is definitely a handsome, unrestrained and suave mermaid, what kind of adjective did Feng Ye give him.

Feng Ye replied: "Then fellow Taoist Hao Chen's eyes are probably not very good either. How can you describe a normal appearance as green-faced and fangs?"

"Fellow Daoist Feng Ye, do you know that the wicked file a complaint first?" Obviously you were the one who vilified me first.

"Of course I know, isn't there a ready-made example right now?" Feng Ye glanced at Hao Chen, reminding Hao Chen to recall the good things he did.

Hao Chen clearly did it on purpose, deliberately glanced at Feng Ye when everyone was doubting the origin of the Taoist robe, and successfully drew everyone's attention to Feng Ye.

Hao Chen squinted his eyes when he heard this, and when it comes to the matter of who will be the villain first, it's a little hard to tell.

Hao Chen began to wring his fingers and settle accounts with Feng Ye, you and I, everything is fine and small, big and small things are counted, as big as how the two played against each other in the melee on the bottom of the sea, as small as how the two of them played against each other in the martial arts. When sweeping the floor together, whoever sweeps the fallen leaves to the other side first.

At the end of the day, the ten fingers of both parties were not enough, and it was completely unclear who was the first to start in the matter of stumbling each other.

The two of them recalled all the old and new enmities, only to suddenly realize that so many things have happened between the two of them from the time they met by chance, to now they are leaning on the boat to settle accounts together.

Feng Ye couldn't help turning his head to look at Hao Chen. Although he had only known Hao Chen for a few days, when they got along, they were as familiar as old friends for many years.

Coincidentally, Hao Chen was also looking at him.

In the eyes where the two pairs of eyes met, suddenly, the enmity dissipated, and I don't know who laughed first, and the other person seemed to be infected, so he couldn't help laughing lightly.

Feng Ye shook his head while laughing, and lamented that he lived more and more, and that he would do so many childish actions because of fighting against others.

Before he met Hao Chen, he never imagined that he, who became more stable since he was an adult, would have a naive side like a child.

But it just happened, so naturally.

Feng Ye turned around, from leaning against the ship's fence, to leaning on the railing with both hands, leaning on the railing, the wind blew past his forehead, blowing the sail behind him.

He looked at the turbulent sea of ​​clouds, through the lingering clouds and mist, looked at the small and magnificent human world under the sky thousands of miles away.

The towering mountains look down on the clouds, like a long dragon dragging the ground, and occasionally there are market towns scattered around the dragon's body. Although you can't hear the sound, you can feel a bit of the bustle of the world when you look at the soaring cooking smoke.

The majestic mountains and rivers in the world were magnified countless times and filled in Feng Ye's eyes.Looking at the peaceful and happy scenery below, his expression gradually became very peaceful and gentle.

Feng Ye didn't speak any more, and Hao Chen didn't know what was on his mind, so he didn't speak any more.

But while Feng Ye was looking at the sea of ​​clouds, he was looking sideways at Feng Ye beside him.

"Feng Ye." He suddenly called Feng Ye's name, the first time without any suffix, and only called this name with some intimacy.

"En." Feng Ye didn't turn his head, he just responded lightly.

Hao Chen's voice was filled with joy, and he half-truthfully said: "I seem to... like you more and more."

Feng Ye laughed again when he heard the words, he still didn't turn his head, but he could probably predict Hao Chen's expression.

What half-truths, half-false, in Feng Ye's ears, are all false.This was just Hao Chen's usual joke, and as usual, he didn't take it seriously.