Refinement, masculinity

Under Duan Cheng's patient explanation, everyone finally accepted this reality slowly, and surrounded the two people with a clatter, curious: "Which ancient cave do you go to? Do you know who the cave owner is?"

"I don't know, it disappeared after we left, and then my wife became more and more beautiful." Duan Cheng replied with a smile. He couldn't say that his wife was a demon, and he couldn't say that they went to live in the heaven for nine days, because there probably wasn't one. People believe it, even if they are willing to believe it, it will definitely cause a sensation, so I have to make up an easy-to-accept reason. Of course, Feng Bai and Qi Jun, who are familiar with the identity of the daughter-in-law, probably won't believe it.

Meng Ling had heard Duancheng fooling people countless times, and she had already calmed down, so she stood quietly by the side.

"Why is your luck always so good?" Everyone immediately looked at Duan Cheng with envy and hatred, "Is this why your cultivation has risen so fast?"

Entering the golden core stage is equivalent to stepping into the ranks of high-level monks. The further you go, the more difficult it becomes. In the later stage, it is obviously not possible to do it in nine years, unless there are other opportunities.

Naturally, Duan Cheng couldn't tell them that this was the result of wandering around the demon world and the god world, so he nodded with a smile: "Yes, I ate something strange."

"Sure enough..." Everyone became more and more envious, and some of them showed undisguised admiration. In the era when there were only a handful of Nascent Soul monks, it can be said that there were very few monks in the late Golden Core stage who were about to ascend to Nascent Soul. It's okay to walk sideways on the mainland. Duan Cheng has reached this level of cultivation at such a young age, which has created another myth, so if nothing else happens, he will become the youngest Nascent Soul cultivator.

Seeing that they had almost believed them, Duan Cheng changed the subject: "Why did you insist on thinking that I was a heartless person just now? I love my wife so much, how can I betray her?"

The girls said yes, you love him so much and brought a newcomer, isn't that a slap in the face, and you were too nice to Meng Ling before, we can't believe you can change your mind.Feng Bai said that my junior brother is not that kind of person, so only you are.Some boys said they didn't think so, but felt strange.

It was inevitable that couples would quarrel and break up. If Duan Cheng came by himself, they would definitely understand, but on the premise that they and Meng Ling were friends, Duan Cheng brought a new love, which was somewhat awkward, so they were more repulsive.

Duan Cheng only caught a few key points, and immediately smiled at his daughter-in-law in a fawning manner, his face full of embarrassment: "Did you hear that, everyone said I was good to you~"

Meng Ling glanced at him indifferently and ignored him.

"Actually, I didn't think so," a boy couldn't help but interjected, "I think you may have gotten into a fight or Meng Ling doesn't want you anymore, so you hired an actor to stimulate him."

"No, what I'm thinking is that when Meng Ling died when you were in danger, this person saved you and accompanied you to get out of the pain, love with each other for a long time..."

Duan Cheng: "..."

Meng Ling: "..."

A few more people expressed their thoughts, and the countless goofs almost stunned the two of Duan Cheng. Duan Cheng hurriedly interrupted, diverted the topic to another place, and asked about their current situation. Most of the people present were from Class 1. That's right, Qi Jun was obviously so popular before, but he surprisingly chose a middle-level sect, which caused a lot of heated discussions at the time.

When Feng Bai mentioned this matter, he couldn't help complaining: "You said that it would be great for you to enter a case with me, I really don't know what you are thinking in your head."

Qi Jun smiled gently: "Maybe it's because I don't have much to pursue. Besides, if I really encounter difficulties or can't get along, I can go to you and I won't live on the streets."

Everyone echoed one after another, everyone was a classmate, so there is no reason not to help.

Meng Ling glanced at Qi Jun, and felt that it would be a ghost to believe his words. There are many talents in the big sect, and Qi Jun is not the best. Even if he enters, he will not have much development, but the middle class is different. Qi Jun must be taken seriously. , maybe he can be the head of the sect in the end... No, it should be said that this person's goal is to be in that position, but the head of a middle-level sect probably won't satisfy Qi Jun, so he probably wants to take over the sect after he takes power. It has developed enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with Yizong and Weihezong!

This man...has a lot of ambition.

It was getting late, and people arrived one after another. Some of them had already established their foundations and some were still condensing. We discussed it and decided to have a dinner together. The cafeteria was already overcrowded. Except for the freshmen, the second and third classes were also there. At this moment Seeing them, the acquaintance hurriedly greeted them with a smile, and then suddenly saw Duan Cheng next to him, and saw that his cultivation base had reached the late stage of Jindan, and couldn't help being surprised, and then he was even more surprised when he saw that the person beside him was not Meng Ling, and then came to endure it again. Qiqi couldn't help but look around, and Qiqi was stunned.

"What are you looking at?" Duan Cheng stretched out his hand to cover most of Meng Ling's face, angrily, "This is my wife, don't look at it!"

Meng Ling patted him away blankly, and walked to the third team. He and Duan Cheng had wanted to ask about their situation since just now, but they hadn't left. Now they just happened to meet each other, so naturally they wanted to come to get together, because They had a deeper relationship with Class Three. He knew that Class Three probably didn't like him very much, so he could only speak first, "I'm Meng Ling."

Everyone: "..."

What? !

Duan Cheng stepped forward to put his arms around his daughter-in-law, and told the lie again, and then explained clearly, everyone sat down quickly, chatting with smiles, the situation in the third class was better than Duan Cheng imagined, because they were brought out by Duan Ze , the overall quality is high, and with the opening of that session, there are a lot of organizations or individuals who graduated, so most of them have found a good place to return to. Even if some become casual cultivators, they are also strictly required by Duan Ze's training method Duan Cheng nodded, and suddenly asked: "Is there a chance for this class? Where is my second brother, did you get in?"

Everyone said no, Teacher Duan had to accompany the principal so he didn't go, the opportunity was not good, but a strange phenomenon occurred, the illusion was supposed to be closed outside by manpower, but a person who took the exam stood in front of the illusion after the end and babbled for a long time , Frozenly said that the illusion was closed by himself.

Duan Cheng thought about it for a while, then told about the appearance of the patriarch of the Undead Dragon Clan, and asked if it was him, and when everyone said yes, Duan Cheng and Meng Ling fell silent, secretly guessing that the patriarch said something that stimulated Qinglong, Duan Cheng said in a low voice: "Maybe I just asked him why he didn't tell us the conditions for opening the other two chances, otherwise we would be able to come out, do you believe it?"

Meng Ling: "..."

The food was served quickly, everyone was eating and chatting, it was very lively, there were many freshmen in the cafeteria, they couldn't help but look at Meng Ling and Duan Cheng, this was not only because of their good looks, but also because Duan Cheng's cultivation base was too high , As for Meng Ling... For some reason, they couldn't see his cultivation.

Is it short-lived?The freshman couldn't help but think.

This gathering lasted for a long time, and Duan Cheng suddenly remembered something: "I left in a hurry, and I asked them to keep our yard. Before I came, there was a sound transmission, and I had to ask them for the key."

Meng Ling glanced at the time, and wanted to get it before they rested. Duan Cheng said otherwise, let's go over the wall. Meng Ling said don't act like a thief, it would be troublesome if there was a misunderstanding, so he got up and left.

The college is mixed at the moment. Meng Ling has received a lot of accosts along the way, but he ignores them. Occasionally, there are a few people who get rough, but they are all easily resolved by him. Later, someone reported to the elders, and a monk of the Jindan period came. Standing up for the field, he was still beaten up. From then on, anyone with a brain can see that he is not easy to mess with, and he no longer steps forward to seek death. The freshman was lucky enough to witness this scene in the dormitory area, and he couldn't help swallowing, secretly thinking that this is not short-lived, It's not bad that he doesn't let others die.

Meng Ling successfully got the key, went back to the small courtyard to clean up briefly, and turned back to the cafeteria.

Qi Jun was standing at the door of the cafeteria after chatting with a few freshmen, and when he saw him coming, he smiled at him.

Meng Ling watched those people go away, and looked at him: "So you are willing to go back to the academy to help out in order to attract freshmen to your sect."

Qi Jun breathed out lightly: "Maybe."

Meng Ling stared at him. This person is smart, patient, and ruthless. With the pile of books he got in the illusion, he might be able to squeeze out one of the top three sects in the future. He has never been jealous or envious of his promotion, not even the slightest extra emotion. What is the purpose of his cultivation?Do you really love power that much?He couldn't help asking: "What do you want?"

Qi Jun seemed to be surprised by his sudden question, he was quiet and smiled: "I don't know...what I want."

"Didn't you become the leader and develop the sect?"

Qi Jun's tone was gentle: "Maybe."

The party didn't completely end until midnight, and the dormitory area was quiet. The previous group was a little unwilling to give up, but their cultivation base was low. They were afraid of rushing to the cafeteria and being beaten by the group, so they waited in front of the small courtyard where Meng Ling had just stayed. He fell in love with Meng Ling, and vowed to hug the beauty back, so when Meng Ling and Duan Cheng came back, they saw a group of people rushing forward, some of them were inexplicably excited, and blurted out: "Beauty~"

Before Meng Ling could react, Duan Cheng held him in his arms, looked over him coldly, and his pressure increased greatly: "Who are you calling beautiful?"

Everyone looked at this late Jindan cultivator, opened their mouths, opened their mouths again, turned their heads and ran wildly: "Sorry, I admitted the wrong person."

Duan Cheng naturally refused to do it, he put down the seal with a wave of his hand, didn't listen to others' explanations, and beat him up, and then let him go, and aggressively embraced his wife into the house, Feng Bai also followed, asking the truth, unbelievable: " skyline?!"

"Keep your voice down!"

Feng Bai hurriedly restrained himself, silently digested what he heard, and looked at Meng Ling: "Are you a pure demon now? What kind of spiritual root?"

"No attributes."

Duan Cheng's smiling daughter-in-law took a sip and added: "In the words of my brother-in-law, when the strength reaches a certain level, no matter what you use, it is powerful. In the same way, in the face of absolute strength, no matter what attribute the opponent uses, it is useless." ~Although my brother-in-law is a half-demon, he doesn't use those spells anymore, and I still don't know what his spiritual root is."

Feng Bai digested it again, and said in a daze: "Master will definitely not expel you from the sect, it's hard to say the head of the sect."

Naturally, Meng Ling understood and knew that this matter could not be concealed, so he decided to show his cards, and asked, "When will Master leave the customs?"

"A month later."

"Then let me tell the head directly, is he here?"

Feng Bai shook his head, it was just to select disciples, there was no need for the head of the sect to show up in person, last time it was because of the opportunity and there were too many against the sky, so the team was so spectacular.

Meng Ling responded, and planned to return to the sect with Feng Bai after the graduation ceremony. Whether to leave or stay at that time depends on the head of the sect.

After Feng Bai finished talking about the business, he couldn't help asking curiously: "Have you seen the Emperor of Heaven?"

The two nodded silently, they really didn't want to think of that person.

Feng Bai was excited: "Then did he say what he thinks about monks from the lower realm?"

Duan Cheng recalled: "Yes, he said that there are too few ascensions, and he hopes that more people will go up to work for him. Recently, there is a shortage of labor."

Feng Bai immediately had a high fighting spirit, and at the same time encouraged Duan Cheng: "You are very promising, come on!"

"Even if it's time to ascend, I won't go," Duan Cheng put his arms around Meng Ling, "otherwise what will my wife do?"

Feng Bai was startled: "Is that possible?"

"Well, my father-in-law can handle this small matter."

Feng Bai stopped asking, and sat for a while, got up to say goodbye, Duan Cheng and the two of them took a shower, and lay on the long-lost happy bed, Duan Cheng kissed him, and said with a smile: "Daughter-in-law, Erzhi's parents have been married for nine years. I haven't seen him before, let him stay with them in Kongtong Hai, let's go to Duan's house first after returning from the sect? I'm going to propose marriage."

Meng Ling looked at him: "Beihan Zhixu has become like that, do you think my parents are in the mood to hold a wedding?"

Duan Cheng blinked, and asked innocently: "Isn't it just a crack, shall I get some cement to cover it?"

"...you wake up."

Graduation exams are coming soon, and the cultivation base of the freshmen is very low. There is basically nothing to watch. Meng Ling lost interest after watching a few games, but the most arrogant of his suitors brought a Nascent Soul cultivator and threatened To seek revenge on Duan Cheng, the Nascent Soul cultivator looked at his beloved great-grandson, and there was nothing he could do, but he didn't want to bully the small with the big, so he wanted Duan Cheng to apologize.

Duan Cheng squinted at the past: "He molested my wife, it's good that I didn't kill him, and he wants me to apologize, just dream."

Cultivator Nascent Soul frowned slightly: "He didn't know that it was your Taoist companion, but later he found out that he was going to leave, why did you continue to be cruel?"

"Like I said, he molested my wife, so he should hit me based on this." Duan Cheng glanced at him and straightened it out, "If you want me to apologize, you must beat me up, or you can leave People, choose."

With so many people watching, Cultivator Nascent Soul naturally couldn't return without success. He thought for a moment: "I won't take advantage of you. Whatever you beat him up, I'll return it to you intact."

Duan Cheng blinked and kindly reminded: "Please do your best, I'm afraid you will be overturned in the gutter."

The scene was quiet for a moment. Although there was only a threshold between the late Jindan stage and the early Yuanying stage, there was a huge difference in strength. This kid in the Jindan stage was too arrogant.

Cultivator Nascent Soul was more serious, his face remained unchanged, he jumped onto a martial arts arena in full view of the crowd, and motioned for him to come up, obviously thinking that he was too aggressive and wanted to teach him a lesson in front of everyone.

Duan Cheng didn't mind at all, kissed his wife, and walked up slowly. The freshmen all stepped down and watched excitedly.

Although Meng Ling didn't know what Duan Cheng's current strength was, he knew that he would not do such uncertain things, so he watched quietly, and the other side started soon. This was the first time he saw Duan Cheng practicing in the Demon Realm. After seeing the final result, I couldn't help being startled, squinting my eyes to look at it, he is a demon, others may not be able to see the clues, but he can see it clearly.

I saw that Duan Cheng gathered the spiritual energy to his feet, and used the fire attribute spell to move his body. Because the speed was too fast, people couldn't see the spell was used, and it was impossible to distinguish the specific attribute. Every attack he made was very simple. , short-lived and powerful, and it is only at the moment of action that the aura is gathered. The instantaneous explosive power is particularly powerful, and it is still impossible to explore the attributes used.

Compared with the countless splendid spells of ordinary monks, he can be said to be back to basics.

The whole battle lasted less than 20 seconds, Duan Cheng quickly dodged behind the Nascent Soul cultivator, cut his palm on the back of his neck, knocked him unconscious, and then threw it casually, to a certain man who hadn't recovered. The great-grandson said, "Take it away."

The whole audience was dead silent, and after five seconds, the pot exploded in an instant, and everyone looked at him like a ghost, unbelievable.

Duan Cheng went down to put his arms around his wife, knowing that he didn't want to stay any longer, so he suggested: "Go back to the room."

"Ah."

The two left slowly, ignoring the ups and downs outside, and waited until it was completely over, then left with Feng Bai and set off for Yizong.

At this moment, in the Demon Realm, thousands of miles away, the Demon Venerable contacted Yuan Luo again, and the latter's tone remained the same, asking gently: "Have you considered it? Do you want to accept my proposal?"

Mozun was silent for a long time, and replied in a deep voice, "Okay."