Too bad, I was treated as a negative teaching material by Zongmen

Song Yizhi held a big bowl in both hands and drank soup with his head down.

Looking at the little girl who was about to shrink into a ball, Rong Yueyuan raised his hand to brush her hair behind her.

Song Yizhi glanced sideways, "Where is the young palace master?"

"A ninth-level monk." Rong Yueyuan said, "She is a young and proud woman of heaven."

Song Yizhi stared straight at Rong Yueyuan.

Song Luo's cold voice floated over, "The young palace master has expressed her love to the fifth elder. She wants the fifth elder to marry into the Lihen Palace, and then the Lihen Palace and the Changqiu Sect will also be able to marry Qin and Jin. "

Seeing Song Yizhi's eyes light up, Rong Yueyuan tapped her forehead.

Under Rong Yueyuan's helpless look, Song Yizhi leaned sideways and pressed against Rong Yueyuan's arm, "Say it quickly!"

"It's not much to say it's admiration, it's more about weighing the pros and cons." Rong Yueyuan said calmly.

Because of his strength and the Changqiu Sect behind him, the young palace master admired him. In the eyes of the young palace master, he only saw shrewdness and calculation.

Song Yizhi blinked.

"Drink soup." Rong Yueyuan said.

Song Yizhi responded, lowered his head and continued to drink the soup.

"With the young palace master's ambition, I'm afraid she won't give up the Red Teng Moon Silver Snake easily." Ye Su's gentle voice sounded.

She had met the young palace mistress, who was an indescribable woman.

Song Yizhi began to be curious about the young palace mistress.

According to the records in the jade slips, the young palace master is a genius, extremely talented and hard-working. Now most of the power in Lihen Palace is in her hands, and the current palace master is more like a puppet.

……

The next day.

When Song Yizhi and his party arrived at the competition arena, the decks of the boats moored near the shore were already full of people.

"Good morning, everyone." Song Yizhi's gentle voice spread, and when she saw the crowd on the deck, she said, "Life or death is a matter of life and death in the competition ring. If you are afraid of death, you can just jump off the competition ring, but jumping off the competition ring is regarded as admitting defeat."

As Song Yizhi's voice fell, the surroundings became quiet.

"Do you have any questions?" Song Yizhi said again, "If not, let's get started."

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Yizhi flicked his hand, and the red vine moon silver snake fell to the ground, and its somewhat recovered body was sitting next to the competition ring.

"I'll come first!"

A casual cultivator spoke loudly, and after speaking, he jumped off the deck and landed on the island.

Looking at the monk who was the first to board the competition ring, Song Yizhi didn't say anything. She found a place near the competition ring and took out a stool to sit down.

"I'll meet you!"

A monk raised his voice and jumped towards the island.

However, the monk was bounced away before he even hit the ground.

The monk who flew out was caught by his brothers.

This situation attracted the attention of countless people to Song Yizhi.

Song Yizhi didn't even raise his eyes, "It's such a big stone monument, can't you see clearly?"

As soon as these words came out, the face of the monk who faced countless probing, laughing, and sarcastic glances instantly turned red.

He originally wanted to try it out of luck, but he didn't expect...

The monk standing on the competition stage raised his voice and said, "I am not on the competition stage for the sake of Red Teng Yue Silver Snake, but because I want to compete with fellow Taoists of comparable strength to gain some advice!"

With his level of strength, coveting the Red Fuji Moon Silver Snake would be asking for death. The reason why he came to power was to find someone to discuss and learn from.

"Since fellow Taoist said so, let me ask for advice!"

A casual cultivator jumped onto the island and quickly boarded the competition ring.

The barrier on the arena rose, and the two people on the stage began to fight. From the initial trial to the serious confrontation, the two of them fought back and forth, and it really looked like a competition.

After about half an hour, one of the monks stepped down from the competition ring and said loudly, "I surrender!"

After saying that, the monk put away his weapon and saluted the monk on the stage with his fists raised.

The monk on the stage bowed.

As the monk returned to the deck, the monk on the stage looked around, hoping that someone would come to compete with him again.

"Let me give it a try." Wu Qian came out from behind Song Yizhi, with a smile on his baby face.

A strange young man attracted a lot of attention.

Fifth Qian rushed to the competition ring and first clasped his fists and saluted, "I'm Fifth Qian, please give me some advice!"

"Chen Ning!"

Seeing the two people fighting with weapons, Song Yizhi turned back to look at his brother behind him.

When Song Yisui saw his sister's gaze, he took a few steps forward, bent down and whispered, "He said he wanted to find someone to practice with."

"If Fifth Qian comes on stage, I'm afraid he can stay there for a few days." Song Yizhi said softly.

Wu Qian's strength is not weak. He might be the one guarding the ring for the first ten days. If he gives it a try, he can guard the ring for a few more days.

"This is to disrupt the situation." Bei Xianyue sighed in a low voice.

As for those immortal cultivating families and sects, I don’t believe that they didn’t make arrangements. Now that Fifth Qian came out of nowhere, it completely disrupted their plans.

"Their plan must be to force Song Yizhi to come to power as soon as possible, but now Wu Qian is gone." After Wei Ling finished speaking, he shook his head, his eyes full of ridicule.

"Don't worry, there's still me." Zhao Zirong said suddenly.

Song Yizhi turned to look at the small Zhao Zirong, and suddenly trembled.

It wasn't that Song Yizhi was afraid, but that she was sincerely worried about the monks who wanted to come to power.

"If you beg me, I can reluctantly come on stage." Su Dai and Song Yizhi said.

Song Yizhi's mouth twitched slightly.

"Senior Su Dai, their crimes will not lead to death." Rong Yueyuan opened his mouth to dissuade him.

Song Yizhi looked at Su Dai and said seriously, "Su Dai, why don't you go up and fight to the end?"

I haven't figured out what kind of strength Su Dai is, which shows that Su Dai's strength is unfathomable.

It might be difficult for others to fight to the end, but for Su Dai, it shouldn't be that difficult.

"I won't go." Su Dai's refusal was called indifference.

Seeing Song Yizhi's pitiful look, Su Dai sneered, "You're just lazy."

Let herself go up and fight to the end, so she doesn't have to go. It's simply too lazy to make people and gods angry.

Song Yizhi, who was exposed, smiled.

Su Dai took two steps back, his refusal clear.

Song Yizhi was happy. She looked at Zhao Zirong aside and saw that the child was ready to make a move. She said, "How can you do something like this? You can't kill a chicken with a bull's knife."

Let Zi Rong take action, I'm afraid that Yaowang Valley will make a fortune, but, forget it, Zi Rong is also one of his trump cards, and he can't show it unless necessary.

Zhao Zirong thought for a while and finally said 'hmm'.

She trusts Miss Song, and she will do whatever Miss Song asks her to do!
Looking at the child who blindly believed in Song Yizhi, Song Luo turned Feng Canglin around.

Feng Canglin glanced at his wife, then silently put his arms around her shoulders.

While a few people were chatting, Wu Qian, who was on the stage, had already gently sent his opponent off the stage.

"Concession." Standing on the competition ring, Wu Qian cupped his fists and saluted, with a cheerful smile on his baby face.

Chen Ning in the audience saluted No. 5 Qianyi, and then walked towards the ship where he was. (End of chapter)