Master, love me again!

In the first half of the night, Zhuo Junchen hypnotized himself to no avail. He listened to the corner for half the night, and finally fell asleep in the second half of the night, but he was so cranky that he had some little dreams that were not understandable to outsiders.Although he didn't get up late the next day, there were two bluish-black blobs hanging under his eyelids which were not so obvious.

Seeing this, Jiang Wuxin just smiled with Zhuo Junchen tacitly.On the other hand, Fu Yong was quite embarrassed, coughed a few times and pretended to care unintentionally: "Did your nephew and grandson get a good rest last night?" The guilty look in his eyes, no matter how you look at it, was a drunkard's intentions.

Zhuo Junchen didn't want to meddle in other people's affairs, he only thought that his own cultivation was not going well, so Fu Yong secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

Reluctantly handing the Nether Whip back to Zhuo Junchen, Fu Yong also specifically instructed that he would accompany Zhuo Junchen to participate in the competition all the way, and he would take care of the whip for the rest of the time except during the competition. the meaning of.

Jiang Wuxin was afraid that he would be overwhelmed, so he said to Zhuo Junchen: "If the whip is always in the care of the master, even if others attack you, they won't get the whip, so you will be much safer." He looked at the whip again. Yong glanced at it, and even he didn't quite believe what he was going to say, "Since the master has accepted Senior Brother Shen's entrustment, it is natural that you are the first priority, and the study of immortal artifacts is just a matter of course."

Zhuo Junchen only thought it was funny, and responded casually, but he was thinking of something else.In the past, he knew that his feelings for Shizun were not just admiration, so he always wanted to get close to Shizun or kiss him, but it was vague, and he always felt that he was not close enough.He listened to the wall last night and had another night of dreaming. The tulle that used to cover his eyes seemed to be torn off bit by bit by others, revealing his true appearance.

Fu Yong was probably slightly dissatisfied with Jiang Wuxin because of his nonsense yesterday, Zhuo Junchen looked at Jiang Wuxin's occasional flattery, and felt a little emotional in his heart, if one day, he and his master could be like them .

The three of Zhuo Junchen went to the dining hall together. Fuyong was devoted to Zhuo Junchen except that he was too sleepy and forgot to eat and sleep when he was studying the refining tool. Otherwise, with his cultivation base, he wouldn't need to eat anything at all.

After arriving at the dining hall, Zhuo Junchen received a lot of envious and jealous looks, mixed with some complicated whispers.This is the first time he has appeared in front of everyone after revealing his immortal weapon, and this kind of scene is not too strange.With Fuyong around, no matter how curious the disciples were, they didn't dare to jump over and ask.

Sitting together with Mu Zisu and Lian Xinhong, they were a little surprised to see that Zhuo Junchen came with Fuyong Xianjun and the others.Zhuo Junchen just nodded to him without further explanation.

In yesterday's first round of competition, Qinghua Xianmen's battle situation was pretty good, except for Huo Meier's disastrous defeat in meeting Zhuo Junchen, only five of the 50 people were selected as losers because they were no match for the enemy.The opportunity to participate in the competition is hard to come by. The winners have to prepare for the next competition, and the losers are also gearing up to wait for a comeback in five days.

After dinner, Fu Yong assembled the team himself, and took the disciples of the Xianmen to the lake for a competition.There was no grand opening ceremony today, so the treasure boat was naturally put away by Fuyong, except for being used as a tool when going back, it has no use for it.Fu Yong fulfilled his promise and followed Zhuo Junchen almost step by step. Even Jiang Wuxin went to compete in other competitions, and he didn't show much.

Jiang Wuxin reminded Fu Yong with a dark face: "Master, I'm about to take the stage."

Fu Yong just said perfunctorily: "Quick battle and quick decision."

Jiang Wuxin squinted his eyes and glanced at Zhuo Junchen. Zhuo Junchen turned his eyes away very knowingly, but he couldn't help envious in his heart.I don't know when it started, the idea of ​​monopolizing this master and not letting others take over his mind has become more and more intense... Just thinking of the master sending Huo Meier away and not knowing when he will come back, Zhuo Junchen's expression darkened A little bit, I couldn't help but feel angry, if I could keep the master by my side forever... Such thoughts flooded into Zhuo Junchen's mind.

"Hey, isn't this Shen Xianjun's high apprentice..." A yin and yang voice sounded, which caught Zhuo Junchen's attention.

A group of muscular disciples approached, wearing scarlet robes, the one who spoke first was Peng Yuan who had been repaired by Shen Hanfeng.He originally harbored resentment towards Shen Hanfeng, but yesterday's matter of Zhuo Junchen and Huo Meier's use of immortal artifacts made Zhuo Junchen even more prominent, and the humiliation and resentment in Peng Yuan's heart naturally deepened.

"The first disciple of the Nine Suns Sect." Zhuo Junchen said indifferently. In fact, he didn't even remember Peng Yuan's name, so he had to call him that.

As soon as Zhuo Junchen spoke, the anger in Peng Yuan's heart had a breakthrough: "It's hard for you to remember me, that's good, lest you don't know what revenge I have found when you are on the competition stage later."

Zhuo Junchen frowned slightly: "You molested the female Taoist friend first, and my master taught you later. Not only did you not reflect on yourself, but you also blamed us master and apprentice. I really don't know what kind of revenge you have sought. "I don't know when Immortal Fuyong was pulled away by Jiang Wuxin, and the two of them didn't know what they were talking about, but they would look at him occasionally to make sure that nothing happened to Zhuo Junchen.

Zhuo Junchen choked Peng Yuan into a rage: "Don't think that you can be so arrogant because you have a fairy weapon in your hand! Since you are both men and big men, if you have the ability, you don't need your broken whip to fight with me in an upright manner."

Only then did Zhuo Junchen understand what Peng Yuan meant, and he felt that the chief disciple of the Nine Yang Sect was too stupid to fall into this man's routine: "It's my ability to get early approval. In the battle of the first apprentice, it is even more important to show your true skills."

Before Peng Yuan heard the words, he heard a sneer from the side. It turned out that Mu Zisu had always been concerned about Zhuo Junchen. He and Lian Xinhong saw that something was wrong with Peng Yuan, so they came here to help. Jun Chen has blocked back beautifully.

Peng Yuan regretted it in his heart, but he didn't expect that the aggressive method was useless, but it made Zhuo Junchen a little more vigilant.But he got Jiu Yan's suggestion yesterday, Zhuo Junchen consumed a lot yesterday, and today he probably won't be able to use the fairy weapon to transform the spirit again.

Today should be Zhuo Junchen's weakest day. If Peng Yuan can defeat him, he will definitely be famous in the competition, and their Jiuyangmen will also be honored and their reputation will be greatly improved.

It was precisely with such expectations that Peng Yuan came to provoke him.Seeing that Zhuo Junchen didn't take him so seriously now, Peng Yuan's fighting spirit was even stronger, and he was determined to defeat Zhuo Junchen.

Peng Yuan's cultivation base was on the ninth floor of the foundation building, which was far behind Jiang Wuxin's peak foundation building. He also majored in soil spirit roots, and his muscles were mainly used for defense.Zhuo Junchen only felt that he was very resistant to beating.

After a fight, Zhuo Junchen's Nether Whip was swaying vigorously, Suo Lei's weapons were skillful, and Peng Yuan's footwork was steady, but he was beaten enough in front of Zhuo Junchen.

However, his fighting spirit was strong, and when Zhuo Junchen finally beat him to the ground, making Peng Yuan unable to stand up again, he couldn't help but feel a little respect in his heart.Peng Yuan fell to the ground, his face was so red and swollen that it was the same color as the robe on his body.Zhuo Junchen shook his head, clicked until the end, and waited for the disciple in charge of Cuiwei Palace to decide the winner, and then watched the disciples of Jiuyangmen carry Peng Yuan down.

Looking at their resentful and unfair eyes, Zhuo Junchen only felt that the conflict between them and Jiuyangmen was getting deeper and deeper.

In the next few days, Zhuo Junchen's guess was indeed verified.Although Jiuyangmen's strength is not strong among the seven great immortal sects, it is still above-average strength, and the disciples brought by Dabi are much more expensive than Qinghua Xianmen's.Whenever people from Qinghua Xianmen and Jiuyangmen met on the stage, they were almost immortal.

The people of Jiuyangmen have strong bodies and strong defenses. As long as the disciples of Qinghua Xianmen can't beat them to the ground immediately, it will be a fierce battle.

Although this matter is not the fault of Jiuyangmen, but if there are more disciples in Xianmen, it is inevitable that some people will spread some rumors.

"Brother Zhuo's ability is very strong, but we have suffered a lot. He wants to break his head when he faces a disciple of Jiuyangmen." Thick gauze, when seeing Zhuo Junchen, he couldn't help being sarcastic.

Zhuo Junchen didn't refute when he heard the words, and he didn't care what other people's thoughts were too difficult to control.

He was about to avoid this disciple and leave, but he saw Lian Xinhong coming from the other side, and raised his voice: "It's really interesting, the first person to teach Peng Yuan was Uncle Shen, besides, Uncle Fuyong didn't I don't think it's inappropriate. If this junior brother can't swallow this breath, you can go to Shen Shishu and Shishuzu and say this sentence again."

That disciple didn't dare to say anything, since he saw Lian Xinhong, he probably suffered from him in the past, and he was even more bullied and afraid of toughness, so he dared not speak anymore.

Zhuo Junchen shook his head and said: "Since Junior Brother is injured, and there will be a fight tomorrow, let's go to rest earlier."

The male disciple muttered a few words, and hurriedly said: "When I was bandaging just now, Senior Brother Mu asked you to go to Fengshuling, saying that it was related to Uncle Shen." Seeing how he left quickly, Zhuo Junchen could only When he was ashamed, he didn't think much about it.

Lian Xinhong approached and asked, "Why are you alone?"

Zhuo Junchen said: "Jiang Shishu and Fuyong Xianjun are a little...whispering, I can't stay here, so I come out for a walk."

Lian Xinhong nodded: "What about Fengshu Ridge, do you want to go there alone?"

Zhuo Junchen frowned, Mu Zisu didn't know what to think, and invited him to such a remote place.Just remembering what Mu Zisu had told him before, Zhuo Junchen was worried that Mu Zisu might have something else to tell him.

Lian Xinhong saw through his thoughts and said, "It's a troubled time right now, and there are many people who covet your whip. I'll go with you."

Zhuo Junchen received Lian Xinhong's concern: "Then I will trouble Brother Lian."