Two days later...
There was a thick layer of white frost between the sky and the earth. Not only was the duel ground plunged into deathly silence, but the entire Yuqing Sect was also silent.
Autumn wind in Anhui...
The man in purple stood in the middle of the courtyard, looking up at the white-headed old tree in front of him and feeling slightly lost.
Two days have passed since the inner gate competition ended.
In this competition, Kuang Tu was unstoppable, winning six games in a row without resting or taking any pills.
But the final champion is still Cheng Ye. At this point, that guy Kuang Tu has been depressed for a long time!
However, the biggest winner in this game is neither Cheng Ye who won the championship again, nor Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou, who are absolutely pure dark horses, but Kuang Tu, who advanced to the eighth rank in advance against Cheng Ye!
Advancing to rank eight means entering the ranks of high-level ghost masters, and one's strength has been substantially improved. Of course, Kuang Tu also naturally became the core disciple of Yuqing Sect.
Besides, after Kuang Tu advanced, only Cheng Ye, Zhu Bu Pang, and Gou Bu Shou were left in the finals.
Unavoidably, Zhu Bulang and Gou Bushou met Cheng Ye one after another.
Facing a strong man at the extreme level of the seventh rank, Zhu Bupang and his two men naturally did not dare to hide anything. Facing the exclamations of everyone, the hidden peak power of rank seven was finally revealed.
All this is just to give it a try!
But even though the two of them had the high-level magic weapon given by Feng Ling to cheat them, they still failed unwillingly after hundreds of moves.
Victory or defeat is a matter of military strategist!
Although Feng Ling said very harshly to the two of them when they sent out the magic weapon in advance, they must win first or second place. But they really lost, and Feng Ling didn't blame them too much at that time.
Afterwards, Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou started to pinch each other. One holds the unpredictable Shadow Bearing Sword, and the other wears golden threads that look like turtle shells!
In the early stages, the two were evenly matched and fought inextricably. But high-intensity fighting ultimately consumes a lot of energy.
The later it gets, the more so it becomes.
When the physical exertion of the two reached their limit, Gou Bu Shou was innately invincible thanks to the beneficial factors of the magic weapon's body protection.
As for the Chengying Sword, although it is not bad, it is extremely labor-intensive to activate. At least it consumes a lot more than the golden thread used as a defensive magic weapon!
After waiting for a long time, in the end, Zhu Bupang was caught off guard and lost to Gou Bushou by only one move. He lost the runner-up treasure table in vain, which is really a pity!
In any case, Gou Bushuo had a little bit of luck and managed to complete the task set by Feng Ling. But Zhu Bupang is not so lucky. Losing to Gou Bushou means that the task has not been completed!
Although Feng Ling didn't say anything, he felt more or less guilty.
…
Shortly after the game ended,
The senior officials of Yuqing Sect announced the results of the competition.
as follows:
Champion, Cheng Ye!
The second place is still thin!
Third place, Zhu Bupang!
Fourth place, Ke Wei!
Fifth place, Ye Hui!
Sixth place, brute force!
…
Looking at this unexpected final ranking, many people were secretly sighing.
Just imagine, who could have predicted before the inner sect competition that the six big blood-red characters representing the fat and thin disciples would hang high on the list?
The achievements of Zhu Bupang and Gou Bushou were obvious to all, and they had completely established their status as "dark horses".
Naturally, many elders who were eager to hunt had an idea. They quickly got up from the VIP table and rushed to the two of them to ask for disciples!
Even the kind-browed old man who was busy awarding awards to others was excited after the results were announced. At the same time, more and more elders surrounded the fat and thin disciples, which also made him very anxious!
This scene made all the disciples dumbfounded and showed various expressions of envy, jealousy and hatred.
"I want to take you two as my disciples! In less than a year, I will let you break through to high-level ghost masters!"
"Old monster, get out of here! Hehe, you two should become my disciple, the elixirs are enough!"
What left the deepest impression on Fengling at that time was these two words from the elder of the Weapon Refining Pavilion and the elder of the Alchemy Pavilion respectively.
However, what makes Feng Ling feel gratified is that in the face of the enthusiastic promises made by the elders one after another, the fat and thin disciples just politely declined, and did not nod to accept!
"Twenty elders...!?"
In fact, Zhu Bupang and the two of them also sighed in their hearts at that time, "There were twenty elders present, and they had refused to accept our sons as disciples!"
After that, the elders seemed to be competing with each other, and the promised benefits gradually increased. It would be a lie to say that Zhu Bupang was not interested at all!
Just when the two of them were almost lost in excitement, an old figure appeared in their minds, with pale hair and an amiable...
"Suddenly~...!" In the end, the two of them exhaled a sigh of relief and refused one by one with embarrassment on their faces, but they couldn't help but sneer sadly in their hearts, "How sanctimonious!"
When the two of them wanted to become their disciples, it was so difficult. They were either dissatisfied with their low level or criticized their poor qualifications! Anyway, I can find all kinds of excuses to shirk the two of them.
After comparing this time, it seems that my current master is better. He will neither dislike them in terms of cultivation nor perfunctory in teaching skills!
The elders are not cunning. They often attack people, but they rarely offend people to death, especially the disciples within the sect.
When will the other party's cultivation level improve by leaps and bounds? Even surpassing them is not impossible. After all, there are still many special talents who are "late bloomers" in this world.
"Haha, I think you elders should give it a try. The two of them have been spotted by Liu...!"
After awarding the awards, the kind-browed old man jumped up to the elders and said something that made the elders' expressions change and they gritted their teeth.
"Your Majesty, Master...!" The man in white at the VIP table suddenly stood up and shouted excitedly, with joy on his face, while the woman in white had a glint in her eyes.
Just when everyone thought that the two fat and thin men would be forcefully accepted as disciples by Elder Liu Yidao...
The following sentence sounds very strange. It was said by the haggard old man when he saw the opportunity.
Even thinking about it now, the frustrated expressions of the elders still made Feng Ling burst into hearty laughter...!
"Ahem, elders, can you give way!?
You took your two old and beloved disciples,
I was scared...!
The old man still needs to take them with him.
Go home... and have lunch! "
The old voice resounded throughout the audience. Under the stunned gazes of the elders, a white-haired old man squeezed out from the crowd and was exposed in front of the kind-browed old man...
"Disciple, meet..., Master!"
Everyone was stunned when they saw the fat and thin disciple joyfully stepping forward to kneel down and clasping his fists before the withered old man. He looked like he didn't want to fake it at all.
"Brother Ling, you...!" The kind-browed old man's brain was buzzing even more, and his old eyes widened in disbelief, staring at this "incomparable scenery" scene.
"Haha, Lao Liu! How about it, can these two incompetent disciples, Lao Liu, still catch your eye?"
Ignoring all the envious looks cast by all the elders, the withered old man spoke proudly and kindly helped the two fat and thin men up.
When the two of them stood behind him, they immediately turned to face the kind-browed old man with black lines on his head. Although Ling Weiyun's clone seemed to be belittling Zhu Bupang and the two, in fact, he was already happy.
He snickered and said: You usually show off your core disciples in front of me, but now you are slapped in the face by me in public, you must be dumbfounded!
"Qiu Bai, get out of here right now! Your two junior brothers from Uncle Ling's family have a whim and want to compete with you...!"
"Well……!?"
As soon as these words came out, not only Xiang Qiubai was suddenly startled, but even the man with the purple gold crown who was watching the show with a smile was stunned for a moment.
A seventh-level intermediate ghost spirit master versus a late-level tenth-level peak?
"Hi~...!"
When they came back to their senses, everyone's lips twitched. Could this gap be simply explained as a matter of inner disciples and core disciples?
"Nima...!"
Next, under the wry smiles of the elders, the two old men began to pinch each other, revealing their family wealth.
During the mutual strife, the most ridiculous thing was: Elder Liu Yidao leaked the fact that Zhu Bupang and the two secretly ran away to start a gambling game, and wanted to force the two to stay in the duel in the name of accepting punishment. field!
Naturally, the withered old man couldn't let the other party get what he wanted. After suppressing the anger in his heart, he said that the Ghost Locking Tower is a place of punishment. They can also be punished in the Ghost Locking Tower!
Although Elder Liu Yidao's "treacherous plot" was eliminated, the secondary harm caused by his words did not end.
"How about it, as long as you two turn around and worship me as your teacher, I will immediately help you pay back your huge debt..." Elder Liu Yidao raised his brows. Looking at that tempting look, it was difficult to let him give up.
"Two big liars, lose money, lose money...!"
After hearing this, the atmosphere of the scene suddenly changed, and many inner disciples below started shouting in unison, as if cheering for the treacherous old man with kind eyebrows.
Amidst the mighty crusade, Zhu Bupang and his two men suddenly felt their scalps numb and the corners of their eyes twitching wildly. When they came into contact with a murderous gaze, they subconsciously shrank their necks.
"Hmph~! Since you are an old disciple, I will naturally be the one to pay the compensation on your behalf!" The haggard old man's face was ashen. After a moment of hesitation, he gritted his teeth and said: How could it be someone else's turn to intervene? "
"Ahem~..., the inner sect competition has ended successfully! Exit...!"
As if realizing that the other party was really angry, the kind-browed old man coughed awkwardly, and after receiving the message from the man with the purple gold crown, he immediately turned his head and announced.
Immediately afterwards, streams of light jumped down from the audience, and the kind-browed old man spread his hands helplessly, pretending that he knew nothing.
Then...
Taking advantage of the opportunity when the withered old man was surrounded by the inner disciples who came forward to collect debts, Elder Liu Yidao slapped his waist in a funny manner, and quickly escaped from the opponent's line of sight with a strong aura of resentment...
It's none of your business, hang it high! The other old men were also very knowledgeable and quickly dispersed.
…
"Oh~, these two guys are really prodigal!"
In the autumn wind, after the man in purple finished recalling his memories, he raised his head and sighed quietly: How can this be called making money? It’s totally giving people money!
The bets of hundreds of people, plus the hundreds of taels of gold that were owed to Kuang Tu, totaled zero and zero, and the total amount was nearly 500 taels of gold!
In theory, this high price is equivalent to five low-quality ghost stones!
Originally, Zhu Bupang's prediction was very good. According to their calculations, there would be no loss. But who knew that Kuang Tu would break through?
Later, under the dumbfounded gazes of Zhu Bupang and Zhu Bupang, an unprecedented bet broke out: Although Kuang Tu defeated Cheng Ye, he was not the champion of the competition!
As a result, the result is: Not only did everyone who bet on Cheng Ye win the championship be unlucky, but even those who bet on Kuang Tu to win also made huge profits!
Facing this unacceptable fact, one can imagine Feng Ling's depression...!
Besides, there is no doubt about it. Zhu Bupang and Zhu Bupang are currently on the eighth floor of the Ghost Locking Tower, enjoying a blissful life. Judging from the strength of the two of them together, Feng Ling was not worried at all if they were left on the eighth floor.
Not only did the two possess powerful combined fencing skills, but they also had two high-level eight-level magic weapons to assist them. Not to mention, Ling Weiyun's clone and several other legendary elders are still secretly watching the two of them!
"Senior Brother Fengling, it's almost time, we should leave!" I don't know how long it took, but when I saw that it was almost noon, a woman in green clothes beside me raised her eyebrows, and immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully.
"Okay! Miss Lao Wan'er is here!" A clear voice rang through her ears, Feng Ling came back to her senses and nodded. He smiled bitterly in his heart. If Su Waner hadn't taken the initiative to remind her, he would have almost ignored her.
"Oh~, in the blink of an eye, I was about to leave, and suddenly I realized that I was really reluctant to leave!" With her black hair fluttering in the wind, Feng Ling raised her head and stretched out her arms, slowly closing her eyes and feeling the familiarity around her. of everything.
Rockery, old trees, fallen leaves, breeze,...
Feng Ling was quite touched and felt a little bit reluctant to leave Qiu Feng Wan. But if it really comes, what will happen to the day when she leaves Yuqing Sect? Will you
"Miss said, no one dares to occupy this Autumn Wind. It will always belong to Senior Brother Fengling." The woman in green sighed sadly when she saw the other party, and hurriedly
"Besides, I think that after senior brother goes to Qiaojian Peak, he can still come back from time to time!"
"Whoosh...!"
Rockery, old trees, fallen leaves, breeze,...
Feng Ling was quite touched and felt a little bit reluctant to leave Qiu Feng Wan. But if it really comes, what will happen to the day when she leaves Yuqing Sect? Will you
"Miss said, no one dares to occupy this Autumn Wind. It will always belong to Senior Brother Fengling." The woman in green sighed sadly when she saw the other party, and hurriedly
"Besides, I think that after senior brother goes to Qiaojian Peak, he can still come back from time to time!"
"Whoosh...!"
"Besides, I think that after senior brother goes to Qiaojian Peak, he can still come back from time to time!"
"Boohoo,...!"
