[Quick Transmigration] Strategies for face-slapping and abuse

When Song Zishu thought of this, he couldn't help laughing. After he calmed down, he returned to his original gentle and refined appearance, and walked to Wanyang Hall.

Even before the Spirit Testing Conference started, the Wanyang Hall was already crowded with people, and all the disciples were excited, discussing anecdotes about the famous people in the sect.

The so-called spiritual test conference is where the cultivators can check their own cultivation level and spiritual power operation through the sky-peeping mirror, so as to determine the direction of future cultivation.

This Spirit Test Conference is very important, because in half a month, all the most favored people in the cultivation world will gather at the Qingyue Sect to hold the once-in-a-hundred-year interrogation meeting. The highest honor adds luster to the sect.

After Song Zishu chatted with several disciples, he saw an unexpected person standing in all white clothes.

Qing Li was right across from him at the moment, with a light smile on his face, a long black dress that made his skin white as snow, and his stunning appearance and temperament could be seen at a glance.

How could he still be alive!

Song Zishu once fantasized about Qingli's countless death situations, and also fantasized about his own bright life without Qingli in the future, but he never imagined that after he sealed the opponent's cultivation base, fed the most poisonous elixir and threw it into the brothel. , this beautiful and enchanting boy will still come back alive.

He opened his eyes wide, and even thought he was hallucinating, but the amazing eyes of the people around him couldn't be fake.

"Junior Brother, I haven't seen you for a long time. Do you worry about my life and death every day and night?" Qing Li walked slowly in front of him, showing a bright smile.

Song Zishu's eyes hurt from this smiling face, he could hear Qing Li's middle voice, he just smiled awkwardly and didn't say anything.

So what if you come back alive?Song Zishu clenched his fists, he didn't believe that with his cultivation in the early stage of Yuanying, he couldn't overwhelm Qingli, who was in the late stage of Jindan.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The heavy drum was beating, and the spirit testing conference began now.

A silver mirror was revealed in the fairy mist, emitting a faint fluorescence.

The spirit testing ceremony is arranged according to seniority, elder Qingxuanzi is the highest seniority, and the two disciples under him are in the front.

"Junior Brother, come first." Qing Li politely said.

"Then Zishu would like to thank senior brother." Song Zishu didn't refuse, and went to the hall graciously.

These days, he and Sun Feiming have both cultivated well, and their cultivation base has greatly increased. They broke through to the late stage of Jindan and went straight to the early stage of Yuanying. Apart from him, there must be no one with Yuanying cultivation in the entire sect.

Song Zishu has long wanted to show off in front of Qingli, aren't you Qingxuanzi's most proud disciple, but if your cultivation level is not as high as mine, will Qingxuanzi continue to look at you?At that time, I will be the first genius of Qingyue Mountain, and everyone will surround me, and your Qingli scenery will no longer exist!

Qing Li, I'd like to see how long you can be proud!

Thinking of this, Song Zishu's whole body was floating, as if he was not stepping on the bluestone steps, but the auspicious clouds in the fairy world. When he walked to the sky mirror, he looked back at Qingli again, with a look of pride in it. Everyone can recognize it.

"This Song Zishu is so confident, it can't be that his cultivation level has improved." The one-eyed disciple whispered.

"It's possible. I think he's been practicing in closed doors recently. He might break through to the late Golden Core stage in no time. Who can say for sure about his cultivation?" The tall man next to him also began to guess. stand up.

Qing Li, the title of the first genius of the Qingyue Sect, is probably going to be handed over to others.

Qing Li was standing opposite Song Zishu, he could clearly see the change in the other person's expression, he looked confident, and he couldn't understand why a person in the late stage of Jindan should be so proud?

Qing Li knew that it would not be so simple, but still with a breezy smile, he quietly watched what tricks the other party could play.

Song Zishu confidently stretched out his hand and input spiritual power into the sky-peeping mirror. As time went by, the entire mirror surface emitted a dazzling purple light. The purple light was as clear and transparent as a gorgeous amethyst illuminated by a bright lamp.

Qing Li raised his eyebrows, it turned out that his junior brother was quite capable, and now he has broken through the Golden Core and directly promoted to the Nascent Soul, not bad, not bad, indeed very interesting.

But so what?

Song Zishu may never have imagined in his dreams that his current cultivation base is already in the late Yuanying stage, and the gap between the two is not as simple as a middle stage.

It's just that Qing Li was kind-hearted in his previous life, knowing that his junior brother was sensitive, and in order to take care of his face, he once hid his strength, but he was kind and considerate of the other party, but was envied by Song Zishu.

Qing Li died once, so he won't be so stupid again. He saw the purple light in the sky mirror gradually dissipating, so he shook his head with pity: Poor little brother, it's not that I'm immoral, it's that you are too arrogant. I don't feel comfortable if I don't frustrate your spirit.

Song Zishu walked over proudly, the corners of his mouth reaching to his ears, he straightened his back, brushed the non-existing dust on his clothes, and said, "Senior brother, is my cultivation enough to catch your eye?"

Qing Li said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a few days, and my junior brother is already a Nascent Soul cultivator. It's really gratifying."

"Senior brother, it's absurd." Song Zishu couldn't hide the smile on his face, so he was no longer modest, "Senior brother, go and test it, Zishu also wants to see your cultivation."

"Okay." Qing Li nodded, and walked into the hall calmly.

A group of disciples around had already begun to congratulate Song Zishu, and he seemed to be the eldest brother of the Qingyue Sect in the future, boasting all kinds of good things.

Song Zishu didn't respond either, but just said with a smile: "You can't speak too early, after all, brother is the first genius of Qingyue Sect."

Qing Li secretly smiled, Song Zishu was really right this time.

He stretched out his slender five fingers to cover the mirror, concentrating on infusing spiritual power into the mirror, and the light gold wrapped the mirror surface, and the people below sighed, it really was the Golden Core Stage cultivation.

The pale gold gradually turned into red gold, and Song Zishu was already grinning from ear to ear. Take a look, Qingxuanzi's most proud disciple, the first genius of Qingyue Sect, his current cultivation is only at the late stage of Jindan, and he is already a Yuan disciple. The baby is in its early stages, what a funny thing.

He just felt that the scene in front of him was so wonderful that he couldn't bear to miss even a little bit of it. He wanted to appreciate Qing Li's expression carefully, and he wanted to watch Qing Li transform from a phoenix into a sparrow with his own eyes.

Song Zishu looked at the golden light for a while, then moved his eyes to Qingli's face, which always had a faint smile on it, as if he didn't care about anything, but today... he was still smiling?

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