Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

Two days later, on Yangshuo Peak, Yuan Lie was still studying hard.

Zhao Hao looked at him a few times, but he ignored him as if he had never heard of it.

Without the familiar feeling, Zhao Hao felt very confused in life. What kind of medicine did this kid take wrongly, why did he suddenly look like a different person?

"Don't look at me," Yuan Lie said with a nonchalant glance at him, "The next exam is not a multiple-choice question. Writing runes requires both standard and speed. If you have time, you should practice."

Zhao Hao looked at him suspiciously.

Yuan Lie sneered and turned his head away. He didn't want to tell him that Wang Yin's luck was not used in this way!

Anyway, it's only a piece of debris, far worse than myself.

Using air to transport this thing only counts the number of times, regardless of the size. When he used it for the first time, he got a chance to win for a day, but he didn't realize it. He used it to fight with his brothers for a day. Brother wins almost loses pants.

The two brothers Baiying and Wushe even yelled at him for cheating and insisted on tearing his clothes.

Then his father told him that this luck was enough for him to make a key choice in the battlefield situation, which became an opportunity to win or lose, and it was even more enough for an ordinary person to directly cultivate into a luck monk comparable to Jindan.

After that, he learned to cherish his luck, and never need to give out the key, unlike Zhao Hao, who directly activated the halo of luck, wasting a moment of pleasure, turning around and crying, and sometimes he regretted it.

He even thought that if his father hadn't extracted too much luck back then, Daxuan wouldn't have died so quickly.

At that time, the princes and princes of Daxuan enjoyed the country for thousands of years, and luck was so easy to use. They often squandered a lot of money, and even fought for luck. As soon as Emperor Daxuan left, they established themselves as kings and fought with each other, wanting to re-establish the mountains and rivers, and if Taoist monks interfered, it would be difficult to recover.

But at that time, my father had no choice. If there were so many luck monks and so many nobles in the palace, if they didn't smoke, civil strife would be imminent, right?

Thinking of this, he raised his head and said to Zhao Hao: "You can lend me that copper piece for a day, and I'll give you Internet access for a day?"

"Internet?" Zhao Hao had heard about this magical thing for a long time, and couldn't help but doubt, "You are an outsider, and you can also access the Internet?"

"If you have a little savings, I will pay you back in a day, but I swear, will you do it?" Yuan Lie asked calmly.

"This..." Zhao Hao hesitated for a moment, but he was too curious about the legendary net, so he said, "Then you swear first."

Yuan Lie posted calmly.

Only then did Zhao Hao hand over the copper piece to him.

Yuan Lie took out the spirit stones he earned from posting several small articles in the past few years from his pocket and went out. He came back soon and handed Zhao Hao an online ring: "Injected with spiritual consciousness, you can use it."

Zhao Hao then took it away, and soon showed a look of amazement and obsession, unable to extricate himself.

Yuan Lie touched his empty pocket, looked at the late sky, sighed, and walked out.

He took out his king's seal and filled in the gap, but there were still two gaps, but it should be enough.

Several ghost cultivators silently appeared beside him, he nodded, followed them down Yangshuo Peak, if he expected correctly, these people wanted to take him to a cliff in the south, where the terrain was dangerous, there were few people, and the distance Not to mention, there are no spiritual things growing, and generally no one will go there.

The most important thing is that the mountain is outside the Kunlai Mountain Protection Formation.

But as long as they were offering sacrifices there, and the Kun-Lai formation had a slight sense, it wouldn't be a big problem.

What he wants is to be interrupted in the middle of the process, so that he can have a chance to win the spirit of ghosts and immortals. No matter how strong the second grandpa is, his soul is not weak, and it is naturally integrated with the body, so he definitely has the power to fight .

On the top of Nanshan, he found that the scenery here is good, and the ghost cultivators around him have already started to approach.

He closed his eyes silently, waiting for things to start.

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Feng Qingxiu came to a mountain in the south of Yangshuo Peak early. He has been in Waimen for many years. There are usually few people who come here, but the scenery is good and the atmosphere is good, especially on August [-]th. Watching the moon here is very beautiful. .

But this kind of treatment is only for a chief like him who can feel the moonlight of the fifteenth day. Ordinary outer disciples can only memorize textbooks in the dormitory at this time, so as to cope with the quiz and big exam at the end of the month. dare not come.

Thinking of this, he was a little proud, and quickly built a gazebo on the top of the mountain, moved a big pine tree, and sprinkled the seeds and spiritual liquid. In less than an hour, the originally barren top of the mountain was already green and full of flowers. open all over the place.

He cleaned every corner of the gazebo with his own hands, carved various scenes of Kun-Lai, painted them with colored paint, and then summoned a bird demon with satisfaction: "I will sing well later, you know?"

The leader Nightingale nodded vigorously: "Don't worry, we will drink at the foot of the mountain, and we will definitely not disturb you."

Feng Qingxiu nodded in satisfaction, and opened a big bag of Yunguazi: "This is fixed money, you can divide it among yourself."

Nightingale cried out joyfully, these days, in order to support those little nephews, his brothers didn't give him any pocket money, and he was so poor that he could only catch bugs by himself, he hasn't eaten cloud melon seeds for a long time!

The birds and monsters dispersed as birds and beasts after dividing the melon seeds, and they sang softly in the forest in the mountains.

Feng Qingxiu nodded, and asked again in the void: "Are you all right?"

Ji Yunlai's helpless voice came from the void: "Come on, I haven't done it for a long time, my hand is raw."

Feng Qingxiu nodded, then said seriously with a blushing face, "Yun, this time it's up to you, I will definitely repay you well when I go back."

Ji Yunlai's voice came from the void, with a bit of laziness, and the ending was even more eerie: "It's okay~"

"Naturally!" Feng Qingxiu nodded vigorously, and then said in a low voice, "If you do something, give it to me first."

Ji Yunlai was speechless for a while, and sighed quietly: "Take it."

So he walked out of the void. He was wearing a light-colored robe, the color that young girls like to wear, but it was not abrupt on him. On the contrary, it made him cold and lonely. Under the moonlight, he was especially moving.

Stretching out his hand and waving his sleeves, he placed a pastry and a bowl of birthday noodles on the gazebo table.

Feng Qingxiu was a little salivating, he hadn't eaten the dishes made by Ah Yun yet, so he reached out and embezzled the bowl of birthday noodles, and said with a serious expression: "Hurry up and make another one."

Then he took the pastry with satisfaction and left.

Ji Yunlai chuckled, and retreated into the void. He didn't plan to do any complicated eating today, but he just used spiritual objects to make some home-cooked dishes.

Actually, we can have a family gathering...

He felt a little satisfied in his heart, and felt that this time travel was actually quite worthwhile to get the life he is today.

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On Yangshuo Peak, a small building stands quietly in the forest.

Ji Mingyu was flipping through her textbooks boredly. After Bai Ruolan moved away, she lived alone. The outer door was like this. At the beginning, ten people were crowded in one room, but then gradually fewer people, until finally one person lived alone. It is common for there to be no one in the room or even in the room, which invisibly increases the pressure on the remaining students.

Alas, my father was fascinated by the little goblin, I still have to go and see my father when I have time tomorrow.

Just as she was thinking about it, when her spiritual sense moved, she saw that little fairy Feng Qingxiu knocking on the door.

Ji Mingyu turned her head silently, so she wouldn't open it, hum!

Feng Qingxiu whispered: "Mingyu, today is your birthday, your father has prepared a small banquet for you, and is waiting for you."

Snapped!

The door was opened forcefully, Ji Mingyu's eyes widened, her small face was almost pressed against his, and she asked excitedly, "What did you say?"

Feng Qingxiu said seriously: "I will never lie to you, just follow me, and this!"

He took out a jade box, and after opening it, there were a few exquisite snacks in it: "He made this for you himself!"

"Wow!" Mingyu snatched it up forcefully, almost wanting to roll back on the bed a few times, but because her hostility towards the little goblin hadn't completely subsided, she held back with all her strength, and looked up at him, "You're so kind?"

She's not stupid, her father hasn't given her a birthday for so long, it must be this Feng Qingxiu's idea... From this point of view, it seems, it seems, maybe - he is not a bad thing in front of his father?

Feng Qingxiu said sincerely and seriously: "As long as you like it."

"Hmph, I'm not that easy to be bribed," Ji Mingyu said anxiously, holding the jade box tightly, "Then let's go quickly."

Feng Qingxiu could almost feel Xiaoyu wagging her tail vigorously, she gave a low laugh, and said calmly: "Come with me."

He took Ji Mingyu back to the top of the lonely peak quickly.

Then, I froze.

All the flowers and plants have withered, and there is a ghostly atmosphere between the pavilions. There is also a young man covered in blood who is struggling to get up from the blood talisman formation on the ground. Dozens of ghost cultivators are watching them darkly. , there are countless small talismans around, combined with the indistinct birdsong in the forest, there is an atmosphere that zombies will jump out at any time.

This kind of ghost place, if it is said that it is a place to celebrate birthdays, even ghosts would not believe it.

Ji Mingyu was so angry that her hands were shaking, and tears welled in her eyes: "Feng Qingxiu, you actually used your father to lie to me...and let someone lie in ambush here...you, you—too much!"

She couldn't help but burst into tears, before entering the door, the little goblin was protesting at him!

"..." Feng Qingxiu, who was too concerned about Mingyu's reaction and didn't pay attention to this side, was at a loss for words. She moved her lips and tears were about to burst into tears. After a long while, he finally roared loudly: "Ah Yun, come out quickly." Help!!!"