Cannon fodder female supporter's technological path to immortality

Chapter 252 Chapter 253
In the past, the Zongmen had to write the list one by one by hand to form a roster, but now it only needs a monk to click, report his name, and the channeler can enter it by himself and organize it into a book by himself, which is very convenient.

This point is very different from the previous life. The previous life is the previous life, and this life is the present life.

Su Wanyue believes that everything will slowly change, and this prosperous world will eventually come to her wish.

After Chu Xinghe recorded his name, he returned to the inn with Su Wanyue.

Day two.

Su Wanyue and Chu Xinghe rushed to the Magic Night Forest early in the morning.

The Magic Night Forest is a practice resort for the disciples of Xuantian Sect. There are various monsters and little surprises left by the seniors.

At three quarters of the hour, a distant bell sounded from above the forest.

A thin old Taoist priest riding a green bull appeared above the forest in the light of purple clouds.

"Moo..." Qingniu looked up to the sky and let out a long cry, a gap was broken in the barrier outside the Magic Night Forest, and then a light gate appeared.

"Applicant disciples enter the Illusory Night Forest. Within three days, they must pass through the forest and reach the Dao Enlightenment Platform to participate in the second level. Those who fail to make it in three days will be eliminated."

Qingniu turned and left, and the old Taoist had nothing to say to them.

"Who is that senior? Why didn't you report your family?"

"The third elder of Xuantian Sect, Venerable Qingniu, you are not a disciple of Xuantian Sect, why are others talking nonsense to you?"

"It makes sense."

……

Su Wanyue listened to the conversation of the monk next to her, turned her head to Chu Xinghe and said, "Brother, let's compare and see who will reach the finish line first?"

"Okay." Chu Xinghe put away his folding fan and said with a light smile, "It's boring to be alone, how about adding a bet?"

"What bet?" Su Wanyue asked.

Chu Xinghe thought for a while and said, "I haven't made up my mind yet. If you lose, you might as well owe me a wish. When I think it over, you can pay me back."

"Why is it so troublesome." A hearty voice suddenly came from behind the two of them.

The two of them looked back, and saw a sword repairman in green shirt standing not far away. He was carrying a big knife and holding a flagon in his hand. Said: "Fellow Daoist, would you like a drink?"

"I don't drink, thank you." Su Wanyue waved her hand.

Qingshan Daoxiu took back the jug regretfully, and said regretfully, "It's a pity that you are so beautiful, but you can't drink."

The corners of Su Wanyue's lips twitched slightly, what does being beautiful have to do with drinking or not?
Many years later, Su Wanyue found out that she had missed a confession. As long as a certain person looked at someone who was beautiful, he would ask him if he drank. If he drank, he confessed his love. friend.

Before Su Wanyue, he had already asked more than 100 nuns, but unfortunately, none of them said that she likes to drink.

Qingshan Daoxiu said: "He is a senior Huashen, you are too disadvantaged to compare with him, you might as well compare with me, if I win, you call me big brother, if you win, I call you big sister, how do you feel?"

Big... big sister?
Although she is over 30, but she is young, she is not a big sister.

Su Wanyue raised her head and said in a cold voice: "What's the big sister? It's not exciting at all. Why don't you call me the boss and treat me as my younger brother? What do you think?"

"Okay, I don't care." Qingshan Daoxiu raised his head and drank.

Seeing that the other monks had almost left, Su Wanyue hurriedly asked, "What's your name? My name is Su Wanyue."

"Sword wolf?"

Dao... Dao Lang?
What the hell?

Su Wanyue almost yelled "Fellowship", but fortunately she reacted quickly and swallowed the words.

Dao Lang put on the flagon, cupped his hands and said: "Senior, fellow Daoist Su, please first."

"Let's go together, I don't want to take advantage of you." Su Wanyue turned and left. After stepping into the barrier, she waited for Dao Langjin to come in and said to Chu Xinghe, "Senior brother, I'm waiting for you to realize my wish. Waiting for you at the Enlightenment Terrace."

Su Wanyue clenched her fist, beckoned like a jingle cat, turned around and stepped out without a trace.

"Hey! What kind of monster opponent did I find for myself?" Dao Lang wiped his mouth with his sleeve and hurriedly chased after him.

He really really just wanted to cheat a younger sister because of her beautiful looks and sweet smile, but who knew, that girl really didn't show her face, and her speed was incredible.

Daolang chased after him at the fastest speed in his life.

At this time, Su Wanyue was stopped by a Nascent Soul-level Griffon.

The griffin has the body of a lion, its head and wings are like an eagle, and its four sharp claws are shining coldly in the sun. When the griffin's wings are opened, it is hundreds of meters long.

Su Wanyue stood in front of it, looking very small.

Griffin said: "Humans, if you want to live from now on, you must find me Yanxun hemp, which I will use to weave clothes."

Su Wanyue smiled and said: "Brother Griffin, Yanxun hemp is hard and the color is not good-looking. Look at your standard figure and unique hair in the world. How special and beautiful you are, why can't you think about it? Defile your noble body with swallows and hemp."

"Huh... You're right, is that old man lying to me?" The griffin lowered its head in confusion, and flapped its wings unconsciously, which created a strong airflow.

Su Wanyue was blown away by the airflow, and as soon as she was out of the sight of the griffin, she suddenly accelerated and fled.

Griffin waited for her to leave for a while before realizing: "No, it's not that I want Yanxun hemp, why do I want it, the old man asked me to, and he asked me to weave clothes for him."

"Huh... where's the person?"

On the main hall of Xuantianzong.

Seeing the stupidity of the Griffin, Qing Yuanzi couldn't help asking, "Who asked the Griffin this question?"

Why are you so stupid?
Second Elder Jing Ming smiled and said: "It's not about the questions, it's that the girl didn't play cards according to common sense. You see, the other monks knew that it was an exam question, and they all obediently obeyed. Walk."

"This shows that the little girl is not only highly talented, but also very flexible and quick to respond."

Qing Yuanzi snorted, "If you have a quick reaction, you like to be opportunistic."

"Tell me, don't you, Jingchuan?"

Yun Jingchuan withdrew her gaze, and said softly, "That girl seems to have known her before."

Especially her tone of voice, as well as her mischievous way of fooling people, very much like a monk who met once at the auction back then.

It's just that one is a male cultivator and the other is a female cultivator.

Yun Jingchuan didn't connect them either.

Hearing what Yun Jingchuan said, Jingming sighed and said, "Jingchuan, Jingchuan, I didn't expect you to be moved by Fan's heart. It's deja vu, it's a word that our suzerain uses so badly to chase female cultivators."

Sect Master Xuantian, who was sitting and watching the play, was suddenly mentioned, and it was still this kind of black history, so he glanced at Venerable Qingruo who was standing next to him in fright, and quickly explained: "Qingruo, don't listen to my junior brother talking nonsense, I didn't .”

"En." Venerable Qing Ruo replied lightly.

Before Sect Master Xuantian could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Qing Ruo say: "It has nothing to do with me."

This is really angry!

Damn Jing Ming, he would talk nonsense.

(End of this chapter)