The villain is addicted to my furry

The young man looked to be sixteen or seventeen years old, with waterfall-like long hair scattered casually, dressed in a rouge-colored fairy dress, a tangle of flowers between his eyebrows added a bit of seductive beauty, and his sleeping face was peaceful and peaceful.He was lying on a protruding stone, his waist was thin and delicate, slender and exquisite; because he had no shoes and socks, his feet were naked, delicate as porcelain, white and flawless.

It is only now that Wen Zhixin understands what "yuzu" is.

He is obviously a man, but he has such criminal and fascinating feet.

It really is a fairy with icy muscles and bones!

Wen Zhixin was dumbfounded, his whole body was stiff and unable to move.

Suddenly, the boy moved.

He woke up leisurely, turned over, and sat up with the opportunity. After a long time, he slowly opened his sleepy eyes.

It is as clear as glass, overflowing with golden light, as bright as the morning glow.

Wen Zhixin was stunned.

Gold-red pupils?

Wen Zhixin was taken aback for a moment, then took a closer look, and found that the boy's eyes were normal, with jet-black pupils.

What I saw just now was...an illusion?

The boy gasped in a daze, rubbed his eyes in a daze, and said, "Is it dawn..."

The boy trembled, as if he had been frightened by himself.

He covered his mouth first, then touched up with a surprised face, touched his nose, eyes, and hair.

What the hell! ! !

Zhou Yutang was stunned.

Transformed, really transformed!

Accidents always come such surprises, surprises always come unexpectedly!

Zhou Yutang subconsciously took out his pocket, there was no mirror.

Looking at Wen Zhixin again, it is impossible for a big man like him to carry a mirror all over his body.

Zhou Yutang's eyes lit up, there is a river!

He didn't care about his bare feet, he ran over and looked at the river.

Wow.

I am so beautiful!

Zhou Yutang had many surprises, but he was not overly surprised, because he had seen this face for 18 years—it was [-]% similar to his previous life.

"Little sugar?"

Wen Zhixin in the distance seemed to have just recovered his limbs, walked over with the same hands and feet, and asked, "Are you Xiaotang?"

Zhou Yutang looked back at him, and asked blankly, "What little candy?"

What is his incarnation for?To listen to Que Pavilion and compete for the position of Pavilion Master!How could it be possible to expose the identity of "Xie Yang's spiritual pet"?

Wen Zhixin couldn't believe it: "You're not Xiaotang? Well, that young master is..."

"Pass by and have a rest." Zhou Yutang mentioned "feet", only to realize that he had no shoes.

Wen Zhixin: "That little candy..."

Zhou Yutang: "Your friend may have left, I didn't see him."

"Really?" Wen Zhixin thought for a while, Xiaotang is Xie Yang's pet after all, maybe Xie Yang has something to call back the pet.

Wen Zhixin looked at the boy again, his cheeks blushed for no reason.

Once a person is beautiful, there is no distinction between men and women, even if they are men, they can't help but blush and heartbeat.

Although his beauty is unsurpassed, it is not explicit; although it is full of styles, it is not slutty;

He is bright and magnificent, and his beauty is breathtaking.

Wen Zhixin's throat tightened, and he felt that it was too rude to look at it like this, so he forcibly looked away and asked stammeringly, "Dare, dare to ask, what is your surname?"

"Oh, my surname is Zhou." Zhou Yutang blurted out without thinking.

Wen Zhixin asked with a smile: "Young Master Zhou, I don't know why I passed by here, where are I going?"

Zhou Yutang said: "I'm going to Ting Que Pavilion. It's not because you look so much like a disciple of Ting Que Pavilion, Young Master, that's why I slept next to you, and I want to ask you the way when you wake up!"

As expected of me, it perfectly explained why "passing by and resting"!

As expected, Wen Zhixin couldn't find fault, and hurriedly admitted: "Young Master Huiyan, I am Wen Zhixin, a disciple of Ting Que Pavilion. My son is going to Ting Que Pavilion to participate in the dispute for the pavilion master?"

Zhou Yutang hurriedly said, "Exactly."

Wen Zhixin smiled: "I see that you are extraordinary, may he be the spiritual pet of some other worldly fairy family?"

Zhou Yutang opened his eyes and said nonsense, pointed at the center of his eyebrows and said, "I'm not a spirit beast, and this is not the mark of the blood deed, you read it wrong."

"Huh?" Wen Zhixin was extremely innocent, never knew how to write the word "doubt", and it was what others said.

Having been miserably deceived, he apologized first: "It's because of my poor eyesight. If you don't dislike it, I would like to be a guide and lead the way for you."

Zhou Yutang was helpless by this honest child's enthusiasm: "That really helped a lot, thank you very much."

Zhou Yutang needs to go to the town to buy a pair of shoes.

His clothes are probably made of feathers, and he has to use spiritual power to maintain them. If he encounters an enemy on the way and makes a move, the spiritual power in his body will be stagnant or interrupted...

The picture is too beautiful to imagine.

Zhou Yutang was led by Wen Zhixin into the largest silk and satin shop in the town. The fabrics inside were of various styles, and the store manager was also very enthusiastic. Take it out.

As a result, Zhou Yutang waved his small hand: "I don't need silk and satin, but the cheapest fabric."

Facts have proved that as long as a person is good-looking, wearing beggar clothes is good for the eyes.

The shopkeeper was envious. If it wasn't for the limited conditions, he really wanted to hire a painter with a lot of money to paint a picture of this man in coarse linen and hang it on the wall as a promotional picture to ensure a prosperous business.

The shopkeeper: "I really hit it off with Xianjun. If Xianjun doesn't mind that these shoes are left over from last year, then I will buy one and get one free, and I will give it to Xianjun directly."

Of course Zhou Yutang would not refuse.

Zhou Yutang didn't realize until it was time to pay the bill that he seemed...to have no money.

The shopkeeper has been in business for decades, and he can interpret any expression of a customer. An expression like this, which combines embarrassment and shame, must be out of money.

Although the owner of the store has a lot of opportunities, he has a bad temper. He usually has a bad face when he encounters such a poor man, but this young man in front of him is no match for others.It's so beautiful that people can't bear to sarcasm, so the shopkeeper said with a smile: "Young master, you are too shy?"

When Wen Zhixin in the distance heard this, he rushed over to make a rescue: "I have it, I have it."

How dare you ask others to spend money again?

Zhou Yutang rummaged through Dan's house, relying on his good looks and "obedient human nature", since entering the Taishang Xianmen, that is the treasure of all the disciples, wherever he goes, he will not be stingy with all kinds of good things I gave it to him, just to make him smile.

So, Zhou Yutang has a lot of treasures in Dan's mansion, it is more than enough to change the shopkeeper into a coarse linen clothes.

But... Zhou Yutang touched something heavy.

He simply took it out and saw that it was a money bag!

Inside was a bag full of golden melon seeds.

Wen Zhixin was also taken aback, unexpectedly he was quite rich.

Zhou Yutang reacted for a while, and his heart softened.

Don't need to guess, it was definitely stuffed by Xie Yang secretly.

He wanted to go down the mountain to play, although as a bird, he would not starve to death if he picked fruits and worms along the way, but Xie Yang knew that he was always tricky, and as a spiritual pet, he had status anyway, so he couldn't spread it to others The previous stop, relying on cuteness for alms, right?

Xie Yang didn't want his pet to be wronged, so he prepared a bird full of money for him.

The shopkeeper's eyes turned green, and with a smile on his face, he wanted to show off the "Four Famous Embroideries" in the market.

But Zhou Yutang refused.

He doesn't want to be so extravagant, he doesn't want to be a prodigal pet!

After leaving the shop, Zhou Yutang hid in an unoccupied corner and tried to turn his hands into bird paws under the pretext of going to the toilet. Then he took a handkerchief, dipped it in inkpad and printed two paw prints on it. Put a golden melon seed in it.

When meeting Wen Zhixin, Zhou Yutang stuffed things into Wen Zhixin's clothes while he was not paying attention.

After a while, Wen Zhixin noticed a foreign object in his sleeve, took it out and looked at it, he was stunned for a while, then smiled: "Xiaotang really left, you see, he left me a thank you gift. "

Wen Zhixin spent a total of 70 taels of silver to find Lingzhuhua, and Zhou Yutang Yongquan reported to him and returned him two golden melon seeds.

Anyway, I am Xie Yang's pet, and I have an owner, so the owner should spend money for me.

But Wen Zhixin is different, it's just a normal feeding, how can there be any reason for him to spend a lot of money?

On the way to Tingque Pavilion, Zhou Yutang was worried about one thing.

I used to think that everything would be fine if I transformed into a human form, but I ignored the matter of the imprint of the blood contract of the spirit pet. Come, or you will be exposed in minutes.

Is there any way to hide the mark of the blood deed?

Wear a forehead wipe, or a bamboo hat or something?It seems a bit deliberate and dangerous.If you lose in a martial arts competition, it will be self-defeating, and it is difficult to explain.

Zhou Yutang racked his brains, trying to find clues from the original work.

correct!

Didn't Jiang Xiaofeng's mother hide the imprint of the blood deed and marry Jiang Xiaofeng's father?

Although I don't know how to do it now, but... Zhou Yutang is very optimistic.

The position of the master of Tingque Pavilion is a shining golden mountain, not to mention immortal monks, but also demons and demons covet it!Also, he, Lu Zhanmian, could think of sending a spiritual pet to grab the position of pavilion master, so couldn't the Tianxue Sect and Jinchan Temple think of something?

Naturally, many human monks sent their pets there. Since they are both contracted spirit beasts, they will face the same problem - the blood contract mark.

Going all the way to Tingque Pavilion, after all, you will meet a few of the same kind, and then ask for advice, just steal a teacher and learn a skill.

The reality is as beautiful as Zhou Yutang imagined.

On the way to Tingque Pavilion with Wen Zhixin, he passed by the bustling city and settled in an inn at the gate of the city.

In the evening, when Zhou Yutang went out for a stroll, he heard whispers coming from the wine cellar of the inn. He walked closer and saw three people having a meeting there.

To be precise, they are spiritual pets, and they all have Zhou Yutang's same blood deed imprint on their brows.

Zhou Yutang took a quick look, and the original bodies of the three spiritual pets were clear at a glance.

Gou Xiong said: "What is everyone's troubles, is it tacit understanding to each other?"

The rabbit nodded: "Don't ask about the background, don't ask about the background, just focus on the problem in front of you, how about it?"

Hedgehog responded: "Yes."

Just as Big Brother Bear was about to say more, Rabbit inadvertently turned around and jumped three feet high: "There is someone outside the door!"

Hedgehog: "Who?"

Zhou Yutang was not afraid of being exposed at first, so he didn't deliberately hold back his breath, he appeared calmly, pointed at the center of his brow and said: "Same sickness, pity each other, pity each other."

"So it's the same kind." While Gou Xiong heaved a sigh of relief, his heart couldn't help tightening.

The rabbit and the hedgehog were dumbfounded at the same time.

"Did you feel it? There is light..." Rabbit murmured like a nightmare.

The hedgehog nodded blankly: "Yes, is it Holy Light? It's so warm and dazzling!"

Zhou Yutang has been puzzled by the "Holy Light" all the time, wondering to the extreme: "What kind of light are you talking about?"

"It's hard to describe in words, but I feel..." Gou Xiong's eyes widened, "It's so holy! Dare to ask you who is..."

"Stupid!" The rabbit jumped up and kicked the bear hard, "Don't ask about your background, don't ask about your origin?"

Gou Xiong suddenly said: "Oh, yes, yes, sorry, sorry."

The hedgehog also said angrily: "As soon as you come up, ask him about his real body, whether he is big or small! Fellow Taoist, don't talk to him, sit down quickly, this place is clean."

Hedgehog nodded and bowed, wiped the wine barrel with his sleeve repeatedly, and invited Zhou Yutang to sit down.

Zhou Yutang was helpless: "Let's talk about the blood contract."

Rabbit raised his hand and said, "I'll come first. I read a solution in an ancient book 100 years ago. It said that the imprint of the blood deed can be temporarily hidden with the essence and blood of the heart."

Hedgehog: "I heard that it's a medicine called Jinwudan, hey, wait, is it Jinwudan or Xiguwan?"

"You can't be reliable at first glance." Gou Xiong pointed to the rabbit and said, "This fellow Taoist said it is reliable."

Rabbit: "Then...who will try first?"

Everyone looks at me and I look at you.

If something goes wrong after trying this thing, who can I ask to settle the score?

Bear is worthy of being a bear, he is courageous, he puffed up his chest majesticly and said: "For the master, I will fight!"

The rabbit and the hedgehog applauded quickly, and Zhou Yutang also applauded him for his courage.

The bear became more aggressive, he yelled to embolden himself, and then sat cross-legged to exercise his energy and adjust his breath.

The rabbit swallowed nervously.

Brother Xiong peeled off the neckline of his shirt to reveal his strong chest on the left side, and with a swipe, he took out a drop of blood from his heart. He held his breath, and blended the blood into the mark of the blood contract between his eyebrows.

The rabbit and the hedgehog got up one after another and stared at it with wide eyes.

Essence and blood are integrated, but the blood contract still exists.

Everyone was extremely disappointed.

What a waste of time.

Xiong clutched his chest and gasped for pain: "I always feel that there is a door, maybe it's because I don't have enough cultivation and understanding."

Hedgehog: "I'll try too."

After a while, the hedgehog was also discouraged: "No, it doesn't work."

Rabbit is the most talented among them, and the bloody pact between his brows is looming.

The bear and the hedgehog were extremely excited: "Yes, please try again!"

The rabbit was greatly encouraged and tried three times in one breath.

The blood contract is always looming and cannot be completely hidden.And the rabbit took out the essence and blood of his heart four times in a row, and the whole person suffered a loss, lying half dead on the ground.

Zhou Yutang observed for a long time, taking pictures of gourds.

He peeled off his collar, cut his heart, and took out a drop of blood from his heart.

Holding the blood bead with two fingers, Zhou Yutang gently wiped it on the blood deed on his forehead.

Rabbit, Bear and Hedgehog looked hopelessly.

Zhou Yutang moved his finger away.

The forehead is clean.

"Damn it!!!" The dying rabbit came back to life on the spot and jumped up, "Awesome!"

"Is this the end?" Gou Xiong was stunned.

Zhou Yutang touched his forehead: "Is it gone?"

The hedgehog turned his head into a chicken pecking rice.

Gou Xiong said with admiration: "My lord, how did you do it, please advise!"

Zhou Yutang recalled seriously, and said: "Take blood from your heart, wipe it on, it's over."

Bear: "..."

hedgehog:"……"

rabbit:"……"

There is a time limit for hiding the imprint of the blood deed. According to the strength of one's own cultivation, when the blood essence in the heart is exhausted, the blood deed will emerge.

Zhou Yutang didn't dare to waste time, and called Wen Zhixin to hurry.

"To tell you the truth, Mr. Zhou, I just came from the Supreme Immortal Gate. This trip to the Supreme Immortal Gate is not only to pay respects to the Seven Summits held every four years, but also to choose a future pavilion master with excellent character and learning for the sect. But it's a pity..." Wen Zhixin rubbed his nose in embarrassment, "I don't want to come whoever I like."

Zhou Yutang knowingly asked, "Which talented person is it?"

"The closed disciple of the teacher, Jiang Xiaofeng." Wen Zhixin said, "Do you know, my lord?"

"Slightly heard."

"Although she is young and born late in the younger generation, she is very talented, pure and lovely, and values ​​love and righteousness. I admire her very much." Wen Zhixin's eyes were full of pity, "But she didn't want to come, said You can’t do things that are wrong to your teacher. I really don’t understand why you can’t be wrong to your teacher by being the master of the Tingque Pavilion? If she is so successful and successful, then the teacher should be honored?”

Zhou Yutang could only comfort him: "Everyone has his own ambition, Mr. Wen doesn't have to force it."

Wen Zhixin also took it easy, and said with a smile: "It's not a blessing to lose your horse. I failed to persuade Jiang Xiaofeng, but I received such an unexpected joy from Mr. Zhou. Please forgive me, I think I have a unique vision, and you are a great talent. There must be some earth-shattering, earth-shattering achievements."

Zhou Yutang was a thin-skinned person, and Wen Zhixin's relentless boast made him dizzy and really overwhelmed.

"Don't dare not dare." Zhou Yutang felt that he couldn't beat him so he joined, and he planned to boast and return, but he didn't realize the words were poor when he reached the point of his mouth, so he could only say dryly, "Mr. Wen, um...Zhai Xin Benevolent, simple and kind, he is an upright gentleman, I appreciate it, and you will be rewarded."

Being praised by such an amazing and talented person, Wen Zhixin's face turned into a tomato.

Zhou Yutang is very helpless!

You don't get good rewards, but lunches, big brother.

In the future, the tool man hero who sacrificed heroically to save the heroine, is pitiful.

Zhou Yutang looked at Wen Zhixin's small appearance, hey, he should try his best to keep Wen Zhixin, a good person, alive.

The closer you get to Tingque Pavilion, the more monks you will meet.People come and go along the way, those who fly with swords in the sky, those who walk on the ground, those who ride donkeys, those who drive camels, and those who hold books to study exercises, those who depict the beautiful scenery of mountains and rivers with wonderful brushes, and even set up stalls on the spot. There are all kinds of home treasures, and it is very lively.

"It's such a coincidence that Qifeng Wu of the Supreme Immortal Gate and the master of Tingque Pavilion rushed together. The two grand events are held at the same time. I don't know where to go."

"Yeah, yeah, I really wish I had a dick."

"What you said is true, but in my humble opinion, the Seven Summits of the Supreme Immortal Gate are held every four years. If you miss it this time, you can wait for the next four years. But hearing the battle for the master of the Que Pavilion, it must be the only one." Come back!"

"Fellow Daoist's words are reasonable, so I put aside the Seven Summits and don't look at Wu, and came here specially to have a look."

"According to what Xiongtai means, do you plan to compete on stage?"

"Hey, I know what I'm up to. This time the competition for the pavilion master is fierce. It is said that even Taoist Ci Ning has come."

"Why is she, a nun who is a monk, coming to join in the fun?"

"I heard Que Pavilion said a long time ago, regardless of one's background or background, as long as one is not a monster, anyone can compete for the position of the Pavilion Master."

"How many people's ambitions have been exposed by the position of a pavilion master? Why are the monks all empty? Isn't it chasing fame and fortune?"

"It's not just the Taoist Compassionate Ning, even Master Enlightenment is here, as well as Daoist Feihong from Xiandu, Nanyangzi from Kongtong Mountain, and Danyan from Necrotic Sea."

"Danyan? Grass, isn't that an earth fairy?"

"No, how about the bloody battle for the pavilion master!"

Everyone chatted while queuing up, because there were so many visitors from all directions, so they had to register before entering Tingque Pavilion.

Listening to Que Pavilion's disciples respectfully asked: "Your honor, where did you come from?"

The woman lightly waved the Buddha dust: "Compassionate, from the West Sea."

The two monks who had just spoken ill of others before felt hot on their faces, and hurriedly nodded and bowed their heads to apologize.

"Ci Ning Daoist, please." The little disciple turned his head and saw a slender young man walking towards him, but he was wearing a bamboo hat, so he couldn't see his face clearly, "Your honor, where did you come from?"

"Zhou Yutang, casual cultivator."

"Is your honor here to watch the ceremony, or to participate in the battle?"

"Join the battle."

"Okay, please come inside, young master."

Neighbors started whispering.

"Have you heard of this man?"

"No."

"No wonder it's a casual cultivator, but anyone who comes from a famous school will not be unknown in the world."

"This person is not afraid of threats, and he will be eliminated in the first round. Let's think about how to deal with that Earth Immortal!"

"Even the Earth Immortals are vying to be the master of the pavilion. It sounds like Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in the Pavilion."

The battle for the pavilion owner was decided in three days, but as of today, tens of thousands of monks have come to Tingque Pavilion from all over the world and Kyushu. And some hypocritical monks went to the town at the foot of the mountain to live in luxurious sky-branded houses. It is said that the town inns near Tingque Pavilion are full of people, and the business is booming like never before.

Zhou Yutang came late, and heard that there were not many rooms left in Que Pavilion. Wen Zhixin went to communicate with the three juniors who were in charge of daily life. The man nodded and said: "Wang Meiting, Lanting, Bamboo The pavilions are all full, so only the Wangju Pavilion is left, let’s arrange for senior brother’s friends to live there.”

Wen Zhixin said hastily: "Junior brother, Wangju Pavilion is too remote, and it is a cold place with wind everywhere. My friend is weak, I am afraid of him..."

"Haha, you are weak and sick and you are running for the position of Pavilion Master? Your friend is too..."

"Brother Wen, don't be so troublesome. I can live anywhere."

The sudden voice made all three senior brothers startled.

They never thought that a person's voice would be so special and so beautiful.

"It's too..." The younger brother looked at the visitor, dumbfounded, "It's too inspiring!"

The boy was tall and thin, and he really didn't look strong.

Junior Brother: "Let's live in the Rose Pavilion! It's a good place, warm in winter and cool in summer. It's next door to the "Peony Pavilion" where my pavilion master lives."

Zhou Yutang was taken aback for a moment, if he remembered correctly, Yueji Pavilion seemed to be the place where the disciples of Tingque Pavilion lived.

Zhou Yutang: "This is not very good, if I go, then fellow Taoists..."

"We can go to the next door and huddle together. It's still warm when a group of people sleep together!"

"..." Zhou Yutang imagined the scene, seven or eight tall and burly young men crowded together on a double bed.

Isn't that all meat buns?

"No need." Zhou Yutang hastily declined, "You don't have to worry about me, I don't care much about where I live, just give me a tree branch...that's right, I'll just lie on the tree overnight."

"Of course not!" The younger brother said decisively, "Not to mention that the young master is a friend of Zhixin, you should not be neglected, you have come from afar, and you are also a distinguished guest of Ting Que Pavilion, how can it be so ridiculous to let the distinguished guest sleep on a tree?"

Everyone stood in a row and nodded in unison: "That's right."

"Furthermore..." Junior Brother lowered his head with a blushing face, "Such a peerless beauty, how could, ahem, how could she be treated harshly..."

With such a natural voice, coupled with a personable posture and a reserved and delicate temperament, he must not look bad.

It's a pity that the "peerless beauty" has been wearing a bamboo hat all the time, and they wouldn't rashly ask others to take it off, that would be too impolite.

It really wasn't Zhou Yutang pretending to be mysterious, but Wen Zhixin's unintentional words: "Mr. Zhou's appearance as a celestial being is unmatched in Kyushu. You don't need to wait until the day of the election, as long as you show up, you can become the focus of the entire Tingque Pavilion. "

Indeed, his face is too ostentatious.

Fighting to be the head of the pavilion is full of dangers. It is not good to be too high-profile, it is better to make a fortune in silence.

This is one of them.

Second...

Zhou Yutang felt hungry on the way to listen to Que Pavilion, and Wen Zhixin and Wen Zhixin fished crabs in the sea and roasted them, but it turned out that Zhou Yutang was allergic to some strange species, and had red bumps on his neck, so he had to wear A bamboo hat to avoid the wind.

Wen Zhixin: "In the competition for the master of the pavilion, the competition is not only about martial arts, but also the literary test. The future master of the pavilion can't be illiterate and illiterate, right?"

Zhou Yutang nodded: "Very true."

"In addition to this, there are also the six arts, five virtues, four cultivations and eight elegance of a gentleman. Only those who have both ability and political integrity can become pavilion masters." Wen Zhixin laughed.

Hearing this, Zhou Yutang felt suffocated.

"Burning Bones" is the heroine's novel, and it's told from Jiang Xiaofeng's perspective. Jiang Xiaofeng didn't participate in the Tingque Pavilion dispute at all.So the specific content is simply stated based on the male protagonist Lu Zhanmian's gaze. The point is - Lu Zhanmian didn't directly participate.

At the same time, Lu Zhanmian and Jiang Xiaofeng participated in the martial arts of the Seven Summits at the Supreme Immortal Gate!

It wasn't until the later stage of the campaign that the campaign became more and more intense, and Lu Zhanmian rushed over after winning the seven summit leaders, that the author formally described Tingque Pavilion with a lot of pen and ink.

But after all, it is a fairy tale novel. The author mainly describes the passionate fighting and entangled sadomasochism. The specific details of the campaign will not be written in such detail. After all-readers want to see the male lead robbing the female lead and crying Haw, who wants to read the test questions?

Zhou Yutang asked: "I know what you said about the six arts of a gentleman, but what are the five virtues and four cultivations?"

Wen Zhixin: "The five virtues are gentleness, courtesy, thrift and concession; the four cultivations are introspection, self-denial, prudence in independence, and tolerance of others; the eight elegance are qin, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, incense, flowers, and tea."

Zhou Yutang was dizzy.

No wonder the former pavilion master saw through the world of mortals and went to become a monk. He was driven crazy by listening to the rules of the old Suzerain of Que Pavilion!

Wen Zhixin said with a smile: "A gentleman can be cultivated slowly. It is something that must be mastered after becoming a pavilion master. But the words "gentle, kind, courteous and thrifty" follow the ancestral teachings of Que Pavilion!"

Zhou Yutang suddenly felt that Wen Zhixin was quite suitable to be the pavilion master: "Brother Wen, don't you consider the position of pavilion master?"

Wen Zhixin hurriedly said: "No, no, I have little talent and learning, how can I get involved in the honor of the pavilion master."

"Don't belittle yourself. Believe in yourself." Zhou Yutang urged earnestly, "By the way, is there a monk named Xiang Wan among the monks who signed up for the Pavilion Master competition this time?"

Wen Zhixin also looked at the roster, he thought about it carefully, and was about to answer when a few people walked towards him.

The leader is the same junior brother, followed by a girl in a concubine-colored fairy dress, with a graceful bun, eyebrows tied in a goose yellow forehead, and a delicate, pretty, radiant appearance.

At first glance, that junior brother was fascinated by the beauty of this woman, and he was very respectful and attentive all the way.

Two groups of people met head-on and stopped.

Outside the Rose Pavilion, the frosty wind was howling, and it was inexplicably cold.

"Senior brother Wen!" The younger brother broke the deadlock, "Where are you going?"

"The Rose Pavilion."

"It just so happens that I want to bring this Miss Xiangwan to the Rose Pavilion."

Wen Zhixin was taken aback, then subconsciously looked at Zhou Yutang, and asked with his eyes: Is this the Xiang Wan you are looking for?

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yutang didn't look at himself at all, but kept staring at Xiang Wan.

sweetheart?

Xiang Wan also stared at Zhou Yutang closely.

Wen Zhixin was surprised.

predecessor?

Xiang Wan's facial expression is extremely complicated, from the initial amazement to surprise, and then to bewilderment.

She opened her mouth to say something, but closed it blankly.

Is this feeling warm?

Why do you feel that this person is so dazzling, is it holy light?

Zhou Yutang's facial expression remained unchanged, and the whole process was indifferent and peaceful.

Heh, little fox cub, please give me more advice!

Wen Zhixin's facial expression changed several times, from surprise to enlightenment.

These two must be exes who were forced to break up due to misunderstandings. Judging from Brother Zhou's behavior of inquiring about her, it must be that he has no love for her. If so... As a disciple of Ting Que Pavilion, one should be kind to others and be happy to help others !

Back to each house.

Three days later, all those who participated in the battle for the master of the pavilion went to the hall of Tingque, but before that, Yan Quanzi, the deputy master of the pavilion, took the literary test first, and directly eliminated those monks who only knew martial arts but were illiterate. With one-third of the population, the entire square in front of the hall seemed much brighter.

After Yan Quanzi gave a simple and boring speech, the first round of competition officially began.

The rules of the competition are similar to those of the Taishang Xianmen Qifengwu. All competitors draw lots to find their opponents one by one. Because of the large number of people, it is impossible to compete one by one, so each monk finds his opponent and starts the fight directly. From the perspective of spectators From the looks of it, it's no different from gang fights in the vegetable market.

After this round, the number of people dropped by half, and those who lost were directly eliminated and went home, and winning was not easy.

Yan Quanzi stood up and said, "Nanyangzi from Kongtong Mountain, weed out."

"Why!" Nan Yangzi said anxiously, "I obviously won!"

Yan Quanzi said coldly: "His actions are cruel and he has no virtue of a gentleman. He is not worthy to be my head."

In the second round, all monks were divided into more than 100 groups, with 50 people in each group. Fifty people boarded the Tingque Terrace together to fight in melee. In the end, only one person could advance and the rest were eliminated.

One group played, and the curtain fell in just half a stick of incense. The earth fairy Danyan from the sea of ​​dead spirits won without any suspense.

In the second group, Taoist Ci Ning from Xihai won easily.

Three groups played, and the real Feihong from Xiandu lived up to expectations and stood out.

"The forthcoming competition is the fourth group, deputy pavilion master, who do you think can win?" the elder asked.

The deputy pavilion master shook his head: "It's hard to say, the fourth group is also full of talents."

The monks who didn't have their turn came to watch the battle one after another, and the monks who were eliminated after the competition were not in a hurry to leave and stayed to watch.

"Hahaha, I made my bet, I made my bet, Miss Xiangwan is the hottest one, three for one!"

"I've never heard of this name before. It must be the apprentice of some worldly master. It's too powerful."

"That's right, it's amazing to see her dancing with swordsmanship."

"I lost to her in the first round, and I was really convinced."

"Is there someone named Zhou in the fourth group? I'll vote for him!"

"What week? Is there such a person?"

"You mean the casual cultivator who relied on his opponent's fainting luck to win?"

"I know, I know, the one in the scarlet cloth and the bamboo hat, he went up with his bare hands in the first round of the competition. A three-year-old knows how to use a stick as a weapon. How can he fight with empty hands? As a result... the opponent was very nervous. He fainted directly, he didn't even move a finger, luck won."

"I don't know who came from a remote country, and the clothes are quite shabby!"

"No wonder you don't even have a spirit weapon, you're so poor!"

"I think he has no money to eat, so come to listen to Que Ge's food and drink?"

"It's a good deal for this person to pay one hundred."

"Think about it, he won the last round by luck, but this round he can't survive three tricks under the hands of Miss Xiang Wan, and he will definitely fail miserably."

The discussions among the onlookers were in full swing. In the distance, Yan Quanzi counted the time and gave the little disciple a look. The latter nodded and picked up the golden hammer to ring the bell: "The second round, the fourth group of martial arts competitions, begins!"

Xiang Wan was the first to strike out, striding out, pointing like knives, sealing several air pockets of the sword cultivator beside him with lightning speed, the sword cultivator couldn't even pull out the sword in time, and fell limp all over his body lost the opportunity to resist.

There was a burst of applause and shouts from the audience.

"Miss Xiangwan!"

"The female hero is very skilled!"

Hmph, rare is more strange.

Xiang Wan rolled her eyes in disdain, and stepped forward, her body was as light as a swallow, and in the blink of an eye, the three of them had been connected, and the three of them had no power to resist, and fell limply to the ground.

At the same time, there was a tyrannical sword energy rushing over from the right. Xiang Wan didn't dare to underestimate the enemy, so she hurriedly summoned the spiritual weapon "Sijun" sword, and swept it out with violence. The monk fell down.

Xiang Wan took advantage of the victory to pursue and rose against the wind, holding the hilt of the sword tightly with both hands, condensing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth on the sword body, so that the light of the sword soared several times, and the brilliance shone dazzlingly. !

The sword energy unscrupulously swept across the entire listening platform, and the burst of strong light made the world pale, and everyone had to cover their eyes with their hands. When the brilliance faded, everyone looked again, and the monks on the stage lay down, wailing and screaming. endlessly.

Xiang Wan landed lightly, retracting the sword into the golden core, her movements were chic and fluent, and she did it in one go.

Oh, vulnerable.

"Miss Xiangwan!" Someone from the audience called her loudly, "There are still people who are still alive!"

Xiang Wan was stunned, and suddenly looked back.

On the huge listening platform, 48 monks were lying or kneeling, scattered all over the place.

Only two people are standing.

Xiang Wan is on the left, and the young man in scarlet linen and black hat is on the right.

The crowd was stunned.

The entire square in front of the Tingque Hall was completely silent.

That sword covered the entire Tingque Tower, there was no way this person could dodge it!

Since he couldn't dodge it, did he meet him head-on and resolve the sword move?

Xiang Wan's beautiful almond eyes were filled with shock: "Who are you!?"

The breeze lifted the black veil slightly, revealing the corners of the young man's lips: "Zhou Yutang, please give me your advice."