Heartthrob forced to scum all over the cultivation world

Guo Tong looked at the spirit stone in front of him. Compared with Miss He, the temptation of this spirit stone was obviously greater.

He coughed dryly, slipped the spirit stone into his sleeve, smiled enthusiastically, and said, "Oh, Miss He is so polite, to tell you the truth, I am the owner of the shop, as long as it is your elder brother If you want to know about the Jingshan Gate, then as long as I can say it, I will know everything!"

"Okay! Refreshing!" Miss He immediately pulled Guo Tong to her elder brother's table.The bald-headed monk has already ordered a table of spiritual dishes, and the table is full of fragrance. The meat of various spiritual animals is grilled and skewered together. Here we come." He Qingqing pushed Guo Tong to sit on the right side of the elder brother, and sat with his younger sister, looking at them curiously.

Guo Tong was very kind, and first cupped his hands and reported his family name, saying: "Brother called Guo to come, and he must have known that Guo was once the chief disciple of the outer sect of Jingshan Gate, but it is really a coincidence that ten years ago, Guo was in trouble because of the evil cultivator. , has already broken the fairy fate, and now he is only helping the master and brothers with common affairs, not working in the Jingshan Gate, so if he wants to ask something that others don't know, Guo can only do his best."

He Qingqing cast a glance at this person, and thought that what he said was different from what he said just now: "Brother Guo, don't be so decisive, our eldest brother hasn't asked anything yet."

Guo Tong got goosebumps all over his body when he was shouted, and he smiled wryly: "Miss He, I don't know your eldest brother's name?"

He saw that the monk in black didn't want to talk to him even though he called him over, and he didn't want to embarrass himself too much, so he could only ask He Qingqing, who smiled and said, "My elder brother's surname is Wei, and his name is Hankong. Big brother asked us to call him Han Kong, so you can do the same."

Guo Tong repeatedly said yes, and then looked at Wei Hankong with a smile on his face. After waiting for a while, he heard the imposing Wei Hankong ask in a cold voice: "We used to live in the mountains and forests and didn't care about world affairs. Now we come out and hear The matter of Jingshan Gate begging for a son-in-law, is it true?"

As soon as Guo Tong heard this kind of problem, he didn't have to worry about it and said everything: "Brother Han Kong, if he comes from a remote place such as mountains and forests, and the news is blocked, it is normal for him not to know. It is indeed true to ask for a son-in-law for a while, but It's not as exaggerated as the rumors say, and our little uncle didn't mean that, so it's just equivalent to finding someone who can double-cultivate, not doing the Taoist companion ceremony."

Wei Hankong had deep brows and eyes, and his expression was very low. When he heard this, he didn't react. He simply nodded, took a sip of the tea in front of him, and continued to say casually: "Then the well-known person who said that Is Liu Chenyuan going to participate?"

Guo Tong was slightly startled, and asked curiously, "Brother Han Kong also recognizes me, Junior Brother Liu?"

Wei Hankong said in a calm voice, "I've heard the name."

"Oh..." Guo Tong was skeptical, but he was thinking that when he saw Junior Brother Liu two days later, he must tell this person about his inquiry and make him vigilant. After all, this person has a high level of cultivation. Tricky, "Junior brother Liu is well known for his love for junior uncle, so naturally he wants to participate in the trials, but now that the deadline for registration has expired, if brother Hankong wants to try, I'm afraid there will be no chance."

Wei Hankong's long hair was like a cloud, curled slightly, and fell on his chest. He held his sword in both hands, thought for a while, and said, "Then if someone gives me a quota halfway, is that feasible?"

"Ah?" Who would give away the once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! "Should...you can." But after all, there is no regulation in this regard. Doesn't it mean that it is allowed if there is no explicit prohibition?

"Then there's nothing else to do, my boss please."

Guo Tong was invited in for no reason, and then asked to leave inexplicably. When he left, he turned his head to look at the guests at the table, and heard that Miss He asked Wei Hankong curiously, saying: "Brother Hankong, have you finally figured it out? If you can Shuang-xiu with the dragon clan is also beneficial to you!"

But the bald man scratched his head and asked in confusion: "Brother, didn't you say that Gu Beiya must be a spoiled dragon with eyes above the top, mercenary and ruthless? Why are you going to participate in the son-in-law contest again?"

He Xixi leaned on her sister's body with her arms around her waist, blinked her eyes, and said, "Yes, didn't you say that you have to do things when you come here? But if big brother and the last one in the cultivation world Being together with dragons is indeed beneficial to practice, do you know if that dragon is worthy of our eldest brother?"

Wei Hankong closed his eyes again, and while resting his eyes, he said flatly: "I don't want to win the championship, I just want to use this to accomplish another thing."

Wei Hankong didn't want to say more, so his companions didn't ask any more questions, and they started to eat and drink together, but Wei Hankong didn't move the things on the table, looked around, stood up suddenly, went to the front and said brazenly Go in front of the middle-aged monk who is looking at the "mirror mountain gate".

When he moved like this, many monks who were already paying attention to him immediately looked at him openly, and the whole inn suddenly seemed to be able to clearly hear the sound of a needle falling on the ground.

Seeing the unknown person with unfathomable cultivation approaching step by step, Chen Feng, who couldn't spit out ivory, immediately turned pale when he had just had a good drink with his companions, and glanced at the person who was still dying in the corner. With two heads, it seems that I will accompany them in the next second.

But has he provoked this monk surnamed Wei, but he seems to kill people for no reason at all...

"This, Fellow Daoist, what's the matter?" Chen Feng couldn't stand up because his legs were weak, but he didn't want to show his timidity in front of everyone, so he purposely made a loud voice, as if this would strengthen his courage, " I am Chen Feng, the grandson of Princess Vientiane, I don't know if you have any advice?"

In the world of self-cultivation, the descendants of the royal family don't have preferential treatment, but Chen Feng always thinks it's better to talk about it, so that Wei Hankong, a countryman who doesn't know where he came from, knows that he is not easy to mess with!If I die, thousands of people will come to seek justice for me!

"It's nothing serious, can you save your life and participate in the son-in-law competition?" Wei Hankong's eyes darkened.

Chen Feng swallowed, pretending to be nonchalant, and said: "Yes, almost everyone here has signed up, and the audition will start in three days. After the audition, there will be a group assessment, and after that, there will be a group arena. You can still bet on it." In the end, three winners will be selected, and they will directly enter the thirteen pagodas of Zhenshan Magical Treasure, Seven Emotions and Six Desires in Jingshan Gate. The first one to come out will be the son-in-law of Chenglong Kuai. Go or stay."

After Chen Feng finished speaking, he wished he could bite his tongue. What was he talking so much to this murderous Wei Hankong?Doesn't this make you look cowardly?

Just as he was distressed and couldn't muster the courage to straighten his waist and look at Wei Hankong, Chen Feng heard the other party say it as a matter of course: "Give me your quota, you won't need it."

Chen Feng had a sullen face, being looked down upon so much, he wanted to save face even if he went all out: "Oh? Did you give it to Brother Wei, so Brother Wei can use it? I think you will be rejected in the audition. The topic of the audition I already knew yesterday, I'm already qualified, brother Wei..." Chen Feng deliberately looked at Wei Han on an empty stomach, smiling wretchedly.

Everyone was in an uproar and whispered: "Fuck, the first round of the Jingshanmen audition is actually a matter of size and length?"

"Isn't it? So Meng Lang..."

"Then I must have passed, ha ha."

"I am too!"

Guo Tong, who was watching, immediately twitched his lips, walked over, looked at Chen Feng, and said, "Don't talk nonsense, fellow Taoist, when will the topic of the audition be leaked? Even if it is leaked, it's not what you said, we Jingshan Gate is not a place of filth and mortals! I see you insulting Jingshan Gate over and over again, why don’t you go here, we don’t welcome you in Jingshan Gate either!”

Chen Feng was angry and shameless, but the situation was pressing, he didn't dare to make a mistake, and he didn't dare to confront Wei Hankong head-on, so he could only take advantage of the situation and go down the donkey, as if he had been humiliated, he flung his sleeves and left: "Hmph! I don't even bother to come here! Just leave! The quota is for you, I don't want it anymore!"

Wei Hankong won the quota easily, and was about to go back, but was stopped by Guo Tong: "Brother Hankong, please stay."

Wei Hankong tilted his head slightly, his profile was stern.

"Well, since you have already got a quota, can you please fill out this form first, Brother Hankong? Originally, every audition candidate has to fill it out for screening, and the passers will be notified after three days." Guo Tong hurriedly asked the waiter Go and get the Four Treasures of the Study, and place them in front of the shopkeeper's desk, and invite Wei Hankong to come over.

Wei Hankong strolled to the front desk casually, and the waiter had already put the paper called 'Survey Form for Audition' in front of the case, on which a lot of required content was densely written.

Just looking at the name 'Submission Survey Form', Wei Hankong was slightly taken aback, and said, "This kind of 'form' has never been seen before."

Guo Tong on the side smiled and said: "Our little master uncle always has a broad mind, and always has some relatively new vocabulary and strange ideas, which make people find it very interesting. This is a question he prepared himself. I hope fellow Taoists can answer it honestly."

Wei Hankong looked down, and the question on the first line was: If the full score is [-], [-] is a pass, how much do you think your appearance can score?

How does Wei Hankong answer this?He picked up a pen and wrote down a relatively humble eighty.

Question [-]: How is your cultivation now?How do you think you are qualified?

Wei Hankong thought about it: the tenth floor of the foundation is about to form a pill.The aptitude is mediocre, but only hard work.

Question [-]: How old are you?Is it more than eight hundred?

Wei Hankong: The virtual age is 25.

Question [-]: Do you think the magic cultivator should be killed?

Wei Hankong: Kill me if you provoke me.

Question [-]: Do you know a monk named Yi Tongchen?

Wei Hankong's eyes turned cold all of a sudden, and he asked Guo Tong, "Who is this Yi Tongchen?"

Guo Tong shook his head and said in a daze, "I've never heard of this person before. It's just that many years ago, my uncle suddenly looked for such a person everywhere, but he couldn't find him. It must be a childhood friend?"

Wei Hankong sneered, and while writing the word 'I don't know', he said in a sarcasm: "He had a partner when he was a child, but he died early."