when--

when--

A melodious bell suddenly rang out from Wangxian Valley, and more than ten teams of disciples flew out from below. The canyon was brightly lit up in all directions. Bronze square platforms slowly flew out from below, forming an update in the air. Big square platform.

What's going on?

Taoist Wang, who was discussing tactics with Peony with a strange soul, was also attracted by the movement and moved his mind back to his body and opened his eyes to watch the movement.

"What's wrong? This is?"

"It seems that the disciple competition is going to be ahead of schedule?"

"Wangxian Valley isn't it afraid of it? Those demons from the demonic path have not yet appeared, so why did the competition start here?"

"Maybe it's because I'm afraid that my disciples will be hurt by the demonic path. This is also human nature. No matter how powerful those demonic cultivators are, how dare they show off in front of so many fellow Taoists? It's destined to be a heavy thunder and raindrops."

"I still want to watch the fun... I'm not bad to see the new generation of Wangxian Valley."

The monks around him were talking.

Wang Jixuan thought for a moment and felt relieved.

Due to the poor information, he didn't know that there was someone in Tianluo who was helping the righteous monks in this world.

It’s just that there are so few people coming that Peony has not yet been found.

‘My uncle is still so decisive.’

‘Start the competition in advance and let the demons rush over, which will easily reveal flaws.’

Taoist Wang, who put on a certain filter, silently gave his own teacher a thumbs up.

Wang Jixuan didn't do much, but just gave Mudan a light command:

"Level 1 combat mobilization."

The first base suddenly became lively.

The scale of the mobilization there is dozens of times more spectacular than that of the disciples of Wangxian Valley.

Let’s talk about Wang Jixuan’s original body.

Murong Zhengyi ordered his female guard to pack a lot of meals, put it on the gimbal, and was also greeting him at this moment:

"Uncle Master, come and have something to eat with the two fairies. They happened to have a disciple competition started in advance in the Hon Xian Valley."

"Oh? Why start early?"

"I heard from them that it should be to avoid the sharpness of the demon monk."

Murong Zhengyi respectfully handed over a pair of jade chopsticks.

Wang Jixuan took it with a smile, slowly picked up the delicious food and put it in the empty bowl next to him.

Emina immediately floated over and picked up the bowls and chopsticks with a smile.

"Don't just eat, use your sensing circuit to perceive danger."

"Okay."

Emina responded in her busy schedule.

Xiao Huating was much more sensible, so she ran to the other side of Wang Jixuan and knelt down, pouring tea and wine for her master and her sisters.

Murong Zheng went there tactfully, greeted three or five friends, and sat together for a banquet.

Someone asked Murong Zhengyi who this is, and Murong Zhengyi just said vaguely:

"My uncle, come to save my life. Don't bother uncle. He has extremely advanced cultivation."

The other "young" monks were also tactful, and did not make loud noises, nor did they look at the women here.

Soon, the ring was set up, and the disciples who flew to the outside had begun to invite guests to watch the ceremony.

Because the competition started in advance, some guests had not yet arrived, so the clouds on all sides were empty for 40%. In the past, they naturally had to wait for the guests, but today they didn't wait. Two men and women were honored immortals.

Elder Gu flew into the middle of the ring.

Two square platforms filled with young disciples from Wangxian Valley slowly rose from below.

A man and woman named "really young" are ready to go, eager to try, young, and still have a passion that has not yet been extinguished.

If nothing unexpected happens, today's arena will be built for them.

Unfortunately, the accident is in progress now.

"These disciples are in good spirits."

Elder Wang Dao Cheng commented.

Emina picked up a peanut-shaped spiritual fruit, covered her mouth and chewed it. Her bright eyes blinked a few times and asked in a low voice: "Can I change myself? I can't let go of it if I eat it like this."

"Change, you are free, our family does not have such rules."

Pang!

Emina's figure suddenly became shorter.

The fifth one, which has been away for many years, is on the stage again!

She laughed, and her big eyes turned into crescent moons. She sat up cross-legged, rolled up her sleeves and started to shoot her left and right, and a gust of wind swept away the clouds.

“The food here is delicious!”

"Wow! The ingredients used are nourished by spiritual power! This is so luxurious! Why didn't we think of handling ingredients like this before!"

"Wow! Try this barbecue! If you don't eat it, I'll eat it! You're really a good match with you!"

A few black lines hung on Wang Jixuan's forehead.

At some point, he was directly shattered by the little heart-warming fire that Emina had aroused...

However, Master Wang was still gentle after all, and some parts of his heart were touched.

He smiled and said, "Eat slowly, if you don't have to, let your junior brother-in-law buy some for you."

"Okay! Buy more!"

"Do you only listen to the second half?"

Wang Jixuan threw a storage ring to Murong Zhengyi beside him. The latter's female guard had already gotten up and flew out directly.

Murong Zheng smiled and said, "Thank you for your reward!"

Wang Jixuan narrowed his eyes and smiled, feeling more favorable to this young man.

Look at the ring, the two men and women, Wangxian Valley deacons bowed to each other from all directions, and then began to speak lines loudly.

It is probably just some, the autumn is clear and the sun is shining. It is really a honor for me to come here to watch the ceremony from thousands of miles away...

It's been this for many years.

Fortunately, the two of them didn't talk for a long time, only half an hour, and then they read out the rules of this competition and began to arrange the lottery ceremony of these more than 200 disciples.

Xiaona (Emina, the small trumpet) was also attracted by the movements on the stage and watched carefully as the young disciples climbed the stage.

She pounded Wang Jixuan's arm with her elbow.

"Oh, my dear!"

"Cough," Wang Jixuan, who was drinking tea, almost choked himself to death, "Here, you said."

Xiaona sent a voice: "Where is your senior sister?"

"What, what senior sister?"

"The senior sister I missed back then," Xiaona muttered, "Mudan told me that when you were injured and unconscious, you called Senior Sister more than a dozen times."

Wang Jixuan:...

"Don't guess, I only have one ex in the universe, and so is the whole time and space."

"Oh, don't be nervous, this is all a small problem. You don't mind my old age, I don't mind your rich experience. Your rich past can also accumulate enough postures."

"cough!"

Wang Jixuan silently covered his chest.

Return his beautiful girl who is charming, cold, beautiful, and well-behaved and dignified!

"The junior sister has been there for more than a dozen times."

Xiaona's big eyes continued to bend her crescent moon, and her small mouth kept eating.

Fortunately, there have been gongs and drums in front of us, and the first group of disciples have started to compete.

"Look at the battle, look at the battle. Back then, I was also on this platform and enjoyed the attention of everyone, which was very comfortable."

"How to feel comfortable? Tell me carefully!"

Xiaona decided to let him go.

After all, he is indeed quite honest.
To be continued...