Zongwu: I am playing badly in Huashan Inn

Lin Fei was even happier without having to compete in person.

But since he was a second-generation disciple, he couldn't run away and had to watch the third-generation disciples compete.

According to Yue Buqun, it was convenient for the second round of team formation.

He simply took out the recliner and lay on it to watch the competition.

While eating melon seeds, lying on the recliner to watch the competition, looking at the entire Huashan Sect disciples, only Lin Fei could do such a thing.

Yue Buqun looked at Lin Fei, frowned and shook his head, his eyes full of disappointment.

When Lao Denuo Liangfa and other second-generation disciples saw it, they just sighed slightly. They had long known that Lin Fei was a lazy and idle person.

But they didn't expect him to be so excessive, making the competition like watching a play on the stage, and even eating melon seeds, it was outrageous!

Seeing Lin Fei like this, Yue Lingshan covered her mouth and laughed secretly, but was suppressed by Ning Zhongze's eyes.

[The host is detected to have lazy behavior. Watching people fighting and eating melon seeds will earn you 10 lazy points and 3 days of Dragon Elephant Boluo Gong power! ]

Oh wow!

He originally loved watching others fighting, and now he likes it even more.

The Jiaofangsi can get silver for drinking wine and fishing, and watching people fighting and eating melon seeds can also earn power. These days are getting more and more promising!

He calculated that he could get a reward about once every 10 minutes.

In one hour, he could get 18 days of Dragon Elephant Boluo Gong power and 60 lazy points.

In fact, the fighting between the three generations of disciples is really nothing to watch.

In Lin Fei's eyes, it's just a fight between noobs.

Although before getting the system, he was more of a noob than the three generations of disciples...

After three hours, fifty people stood out and became the winners of the first round.

As for how to form a team, Ning Zhongze continued to announce the rules.

The fifty people who entered the second round can freely choose their own captains, and a second-generation disciple can only lead ten third-generation disciples at most.

After the rules were announced, the fifty third-generation disciples began to choose their captains.

Lao Denuo, Liang Fa, who had the highest martial arts skills, and Lu Dayou, who had the best popularity, became the biggest winners and were the first to have ten team members.

The other twenty people also rushed to choose their captains.

Originally, Lin Fei had no intention of seriously participating in this strange competition. No third-generation disciple chose him, so he just had a quiet time.

"Little... little master, can I choose you?" A cute voice sounded beside him.

Lin Fei looked back and saw that it was the purple-clothed girl he often met in the back mountain of Huashan before.

"It's you. By the way, aren't you a disciple of Senior Brother Lu? Why don't you choose him?" Lin Fei asked curiously.

The purple-clothed girl said aggrievedly: "I wanted to choose, but I was too slow and someone else got there first..."

"So you chose me because you had no choice? I'm a spare tire?"

The purple-clothed girl widened her eyes: "Uncle Master, what is a spare tire?"

"A spare tire is... a spare person who usually doesn't respond. Once the main person abandons you one day, you come to find a spare tire..."

"No!" The purple-clothed girl interrupted Lin Fei quickly, "Uncle Master is definitely not my spare tire. I have always been very... very respectful to him!"

Seeing the little girl's eyes red and about to cry, Lin Fei couldn't bear it, so he said: "Don't cry, don't cry, I'm just kidding you. Since you don't mind my low martial arts, I'll accept you."

"Really?" The purple-clothed girl grinned, with a drop of crystal snot hanging on the tip of her nose.

This reminded Lin Fei of four words, bursting into laughter.

"By the way, I don't know your name yet." Lin Fei scratched his head.

The purple-clothed girl's expression instantly changed from joy to coquettishness, and her little mouth was pouted.

"Little Master Uncle is too much. As a fellow disciple, we have met so many times, but he doesn't even know my name!"

The next moment, the girl stroked her hair, bowed slightly and said: "Qu Feiyan greets Little Master Uncle."

Lin Fei couldn't help but look at the girl a few more times.

The girl looked about sixteen or seventeen years old, in her prime, with a cute little face and snow-white skin. She was a real beauty. When she grew up, she would not be stunningly beautiful, but at least she would be beautiful.

Wait...

What's her name?

Qu Feiyan?

Lin Fei was shocked.

According to the novel, Qu Feiyan is the granddaughter of Qu Yang, the elder of the Sun and Moon Sect, but she is unknown in this world of Jiuzhou.

People only know that there is a Qu Yang in the Sun Moon Sect, but they don't know that Qu Yang has a granddaughter.

When Liu Zhengfeng retired from the sect, he was interfered by Zuo Lengchan, the head of the Songshan Sect, who accused him of making friends with Qu Yang, the elder of the Demon Sect.

Even under the strong pressure of Zuo Lengchan, even his wife, daughter and disciples were killed by people from the Songshan Sect, Liu Zhengfeng still refused to harm Qu Yang.

In the endAfter the two played a song "Swordsman" together, they were injured by Ding Mian and Lu Bai, and they and Qu Yang cut off their meridians and died.

Although Qu Yang said that he cut off his own meridians, in fact, the culprit was Zuo Lengchan.

Zuo Lengchan got rid of a demon elder and Liu Zhengfeng who betrayed the righteousness of the martial arts world, and his reputation was at its peak.

Liu Zhengfeng had been exterminated and had no descendants left. So the only person in the world who hated Zuo Lengchan and wanted to eat his flesh and blood was Qu Feiyan.

The world didn't know that Qu Yang had a granddaughter, which was also the reason why she survived.

Her intention to join Huashan Sect was also very obvious.

But Lin Fei did not expose her in person, but smiled and said: "So your name is Feiyan, no wonder your voice is so nice."

Qu Feiyan's little head was a little confused for a while, "Little Master, is there any causal relationship between my name Feiyan and my nice voice?"

Lin Fei touched his nose and said: "It doesn't matter, I just said it, don't mind it. But think about it, there is no hope of getting Xiao Huan Dan if you follow me."

Qu Feiyan shook her head and said firmly: "Master, don't worry, Feiyan will not regret it!"

Lin Fei said: "Okay, let's go over there and take a look."

He calculated in his mind that the reward for the winning team is one Xiao Huan Dan per person. It seems that Yue Buqun really spent a lot of money.

You should know that the ordinary price of Xiao Huan Dan in the world is 500 taels per pill, which can roughly increase a warrior's skill by one to two years, and at the same time recover some less serious internal injuries.

If a team of ten wins, the value of the Xiao Huan Dan sent out is 5,000 taels.

It is estimated that Yue Buqun's aura was already very disordered, and he couldn't wait to get some love flowers to make ghost incense.

It was inconvenient for him to come to Zhongnan Mountain to pick them, so he thought of a reason for a competition and asked his disciples to pick them.

Even if they were discovered by the Quanzhen Sect, there was a plausible excuse.

The 500-liang Xiao Huandan was priceless to other disciples, but to Lin Fei, it was only worth 50 salted fish points.

It was profitable in a minute.

The disciples who entered the second round went to pick love flowers, and Yue Buqun asked the disciples who did not enter the second round to go back to Huashan by themselves.

The originally noisy mountaintop suddenly became quiet, leaving only Yue Buqun, Ning Zhongze and Yue Lingshan.

"Mom, I'm tired of standing, I want to go to the pavilion over there to rest." Yue Lingshan shook Ning Zhongze's hand and said coquettishly.

Ning Zhongze was about to agree, but heard a familiar voice from a distance.

"Yue Buqun, do you still remember me?"