Sword Qi Hengqiu

The day of the Immortal Alliance Trial was a fine day, and the morning glow and early sun dyed the clouds into light gold and deep and shallow crimson colors.Clouds and mist surround pines and cypresses, and a ring is set up in front of the mountainside square, with seats set up around it.There is still some open space outside the arena for people to stand and watch the battle.

This Immortal Alliance test is held every year, but it is a big test every ten years. During the big test, internal disciples of the Immortal League will also participate in the internal test. In Feng Qiongye's words, it is an annual meeting for promotion and salary increase every ten years.

During the big test, the heads of various sects will be invited to watch the battle. Occasionally, the heads will practice a few tricks and show everyone their newly created formations and spells.That's when it's called lively, and this kind of annual event is only seen by the disciples of the Xianmeng or the family members of the same sect who are going to try to practice Taoism.

But even if there are only family members of the same sect, there are still a large number of people. At a glance, there are crowds of people, and some people quietly place bets on people. A group of people press spirit stones, spirit pills, and silver coins. It's very lively.

It stands to reason that gambling is banned every year. I don't know why the disciples in charge of the trial of the Immortal League turned a blind eye this year.

It was also the first time for Bu Fanshuang to attend the Immortal League exam in person, but he lacked interest in everything. He went straight to the examinee waiting area, and heard the flattery that he was tired of hearing in the guest room these days. Wen Li turned his head to look at the same time, and saw that the candidates who were the most promising candidates in this exam were surrounded by a group of people.

Those who have made a bet naturally hope that they will win.Some are their relatives and friends, bragging to outsiders how powerful they are from the same sect.There are also some people who come here to curry favor because they fancy their sect background is good.

Bu Fanshuang just glanced casually and continued walking, just in time to meet his next-door neighbor, Jianxiu named Wei Gong, who also happened to walk over.Bu Fanshuang stayed in the guest room for so many days, picked all the candidates, and finally came to the conclusion that there are no heroes in time, and the clown is jumping up and down.Wen Li immediately raised his paw and pointed at Wei Gong: "He's not bad. According to his age, his cultivation level is not low. According to the standards of their Xianmeng, his character is also not bad, neither humble nor overbearing."

Bu Fanshuang saw Wei Gong practiced sword skills, and reluctantly admitted: "Among this group of idiots, he is indeed pretty good."

Wen Li meowed: "It's a pity that he didn't come from the sect of the sect. You can see how old he is. But this kid is also a bit stupid. He is still squeezed out by those famous disciples and can't afford good food. He still remembers to give some delicious food to him." If you share it, it won't be because of you, right?"

Bu Fanshuang sneered and said: "It's just that things hurt their kind. He thought I was as anonymous as him. It's really a bit silly. I've become a muscle after practicing swords."

Even though he said that at the time, Wei Gong inexplicably reminded him of Mei Yingyue back then. Although he didn't like it, he didn't hate such a junior, no matter how you say it, he was much better than those wastes who were not very good and still arrogant about their talents.

So when Wei Gong came to invite him to accompany him, he did not refuse.

Wen Li was a shameless person, so he rushed into Wei Gong's arms and nestled comfortably, using Jianxiu as a mount.

Wei Gong smiled: "Brother Qiu, are you going to wait?"

Bu Fanshuang responded, and was about to leave, but because of the delay in talking with Wei Gong, one of the people who complimented each other caught a glimpse of the two standing aside, and immediately smiled and said: "Isn't those two fair faces congratulatory?" Are Daoyou and Fan Daoyou's opponents this round?"

Wei Gong's opponent is a dual cultivator of Alchemy and Dao, named He Chi, and Bu Fanshuang's opponent is also a sword cultivator, named Fan You.When the two heard it, they looked over together.

That Fan You was arrogant, he just snorted coldly, stood there and kept rolling his eyes at Bu Fanshuang, and didn't step forward, probably because he was afraid of losing his identity.But He Chi wanted to find something to do when he had nothing to do, so he immediately walked over with him: "Isn't this Brother Wei? Why didn't you practice swords today? Knowing that you are going to lose, you came to the examination room early? After all, you are only doing this in your life." I can step into the Immortal League once."

Wei Gong's swordsmanship is excellent, but his mouth is stupid, his face is going to be red with anger, and he can only say: "Don't bully people too much!".

Seeing this, He Chi became even more proud: "Not happy yet? I am the disciple personally selected by Elder Suzaku. To me, being shortlisted is just a formality. What about you? Do you really think there are a few people like you?" If the poor Sanxiu praised you a few times, you are really better than me? As for your three-legged cat kung fu, which villager taught you?"

Wei Gong said angrily: "Don't insult my teacher!"

"You still have a teacher's school?" He Chi sneered, "It's really not easy, how many people are there in the teacher's school?"

"Although his master's gate is small, he is still human." Bu Fanshuang suddenly smiled, "It's no different than you guys. Although the master's gate is crowded, at a glance, it's all animals."

He Chi was suddenly robbed, and said angrily, "Where did you come from?"

Fan You, who had been silent all this time, snorted coldly: "This is said to be Mr. Qiu Changtian, who was brought back by the lord himself and sent to the guest room by fellow Taoist Feng himself. It's just that although the lord valued it, no one saw it with his own eyes."

Fan You's senior brother immediately said: "Give yourself some momentum. I have lived in the guest room for so long, but I haven't seen the leader pay him a look."

Bu Fanshuang flicked his fingers casually: You are blind, when you and I spent the past month and month with your alliance leader, you were still bragging about your breakthrough in realm.

But on the surface, he still pretended to be an expert in the world, and only listened to what they said.

The person who bet on Fan You also booed: "Mr. Fan's swordsmanship has reached the peak, everyone can see it, I think you should admit defeat as soon as possible."

Fan You sneered: "Is he worthy of being looked at by the Immortal Venerable? I am the one who can enter the cabinet and follow the Immortal Venerable."

Bu Fanshuang was too lazy to argue with them at first, but he didn't expect such a sentence from the other side. He raised his eyebrows and suddenly smiled: "Young Master Fan also admires the Immortal?"

"Naturally." Fan You raised his head and looked at people with his nostrils. "Who in the world doesn't admire the lord? So stop dreaming. Isn't it embarrassing to stick to the immortal?"

The pissed off He Chi also laughed and said: "No name, no surname, no money, and ordinary realm, is it worthy of the immortal respect?"

Bu Fanshuang hummed, and said, "I don't want the immortal to treat me particularly preferentially, but he chased me and said I was excellent, so what can I do?"

Fan You was at a loss for words by his shameless speech, and finally glanced at him favorably: "It seems that a face is not bad, don't you want to charm the immortal?"

All of a sudden, the whole room burst into laughter, Wei Gong wanted to draw his sword angrily, but was held down by the paw of the cat in his arms.

After hearing this, Bu Fanshuang touched her face: Don't tell me, I really charmed you immortals.

Mozun's thick skin is beyond comprehension by these few people. Amidst the roar of laughter, Bu Fanshuang smiled and cupped his hands: "With your good words, I have confidence if you say the same."

The laughing stopped abruptly, and Bu Fanshuang saw how funny they were staring at each other, so he laughed again: "I think you are right about my good looks, and I really want to be a Demon concubine or something, when I become the leader's wife, if you are still alive, I will buy you a drink."

After finishing speaking, the cat who was holding back his stomachache and the neighbor Jianxiu who was stunned for a while staggered away, leaving only a group of people behind him clamoring for him to look good on the ring.

Wei Gong was still indignant when he arrived in a quiet place with few people: "Brother Qiu——"

"Leave them alone." Bu Fanshuang carried the cat back, his brows and eyes were full of laziness, "What is this on your waist? A water bag?"

Wei Gong came to his senses, untied it and said with a smile: "Elder Suzaku sent someone to bring water to the examinees, this is for me."

Bu Fanshuang glanced at it, and suddenly said, "Did you drink it?"

Wei Gong was puzzled by the question, but he still answered honestly: "This morning's meal is salty, I am indeed thirsty, so I drank some."

Bu Fanshuang helped him talk to others because he couldn't see what the group was doing and pretending to be the No. 1 person. It wasn't that Ling Rangjin assimilated the kind-hearted people, so he didn't say much, just smiled slowly Get up: "Xiao Jianxiu."

Wei Gong was dazzled by his smile, and his face turned red again: "Huh?"

Bu Fanshuang said slowly: "You probably won't die this time, remember in the future, when you walk in the rivers and lakes, don't trust people casually, even if you are from the Immortal League."

Wei Gong was confused: "Ah? Why can't you die?"

"Just remember." Bu Fanshuang didn't want to say more, turned around to leave, but suddenly heard someone calling him: "Qiu Changtian——"

Bu Fanshuang looked back and saw that it was one of the disciples under Elder Suzaku who was in charge of this exam.He was walking over with the same water bag as Wei Gong's waist: "The kitchen in the back kitchen was too salty this morning, and many candidates were thirsty. The elder ordered us to bring mountain spring water. After drinking this water, we can gather our spirits and gather energy. Well, it's yours."

Bu Fanshuang twitched her eyelashes slightly, and smiled at Wei Gong, "He gave you the water too?"

Wei Gong nodded: "This senior sent water."

"Oh." Bu Fanshuang didn't answer, "I'm not thirsty."

The disciple took a few steps forward, trying to forcefully stuff the water bag into Bu Fanshuang: "Hold it, hold it, if there is one person missing, if there is a disturbance, the elder will punish me."

Bu Fanshuang blinked, took a step back, and at the same time secretly pinched Wen Li's stomach.

Wen Li: "..."

He felt aggrieved and stretched out his meat pad, patted the water bag with one paw, and slapped the water bag on the ground with force secretly. The water bag hit the stone, coupled with Wen Li's dark force, it shattered directly, clean spring water Scattered all over the place.

"Oh." Bu Fanshuang said calmly and expressionlessly, "Look at this cat, how careless I am, how well-intentioned I am, you just think I drank too much."

This time he turned around and left after speaking, even ignoring Wei Gong, and went straight to the ring.

Wen Li licked his paw: "My lord, what is your future? People say you are so happy as a little boy? Are you starting to mention others? But how long will it be good for Israel to be someone else? Do you love your superficial face?"

Bu Fanshuang pondered for a moment, then happily said, "Isn't that better?"

Wen Li: "...on the day he doesn't like you, I think you're still pretentious, so you can't love each other. Do you know what you call it? You call it refusal."

Bu Fanshuang said leisurely: "Whether he likes me or not, you know better than both of us?"

Wen Li sneered and said, "What do you believe in what he says? When did you trust people so easily? You didn't even believe your father back then."

Bu Fanshuang also sneered, "I don't trust my opponent and the person next to me, but I trust you, Si Nanjing?"

Seeing the area around the arena, there were already many people standing around, and for a while, Si Nanjing's guardians had to shut up.

Those people were gathering together to discuss who would definitely be shortlisted, those who could win the top three, and when they entered the Immortal League and went directly to the cabinet, bursts of fairy music suddenly sounded in the air.

The sound of the music is clear and long, mainly harp, supplemented by the sound of hole Xiao, flute, and stringed qin.When the sound changes, it also has the meaning of pipa refined, and in a distant place, there is a faint sound of chime bells.

The Taoist cultivators looked at each other, not knowing what was wrong.