Become a fairy against the water

Chapter 159
Damn, how come they're not in the same place?

Lin Qingquan rubbed his eyes and pointed his middle finger at God, looked to the other side, and saw that He Lianzhui also had a black eye, and Hua Wu was punched when he hooked the second puppet, so he felt a lot more psychologically balanced.

Upper Realm Heavenly Dao Sect

A group of immortal monks gathered in a hall and looked at the mist in front of them. What was shown on it was the fighting scene of Lin Qingquan and the three of them, just like a movie, except that it was a silent movie.

"Hmph, how can I set up a hub in the same place?" A dark-faced middle-aged man showed complacency.

A female cultivator with a cold face said coldly: "Even if you can't find the hub, your wooden man can't help but beat it."

The black-faced man's face became even darker with anger, and he opened his mouth to curse back, Yuanming Zhenjun couldn't stand it any longer, coughed a few times, the black-faced man finally got a little jealous, and closed his mouth resentfully.

The group of people in the field are all the peak masters of the peaks of Tiandaozong. I heard that this year's trial has a lot of good seedlings, so they rushed over here, not wanting to let Rizhao Peak take advantage of it.

"I don't think there is any suspense for the three of them to break through the level. Adding the two who have broken through before, there are five good seedlings this time. How to divide them?" Others echoed, and even the black-faced male cultivator who was at odds with her nodded along.

Zhenjun Yuanming's heart was blocked, and he felt extremely aggrieved. It was not easy for him to take the turn of the master trial competition, and he finally met a few good seedlings, but this group of people was just like the cat who hadn't eaten fish for three years. Same shameless.

Although he was angry, he also knew that public outrage should not be aroused. It was impossible for these five people to stay in Rizhao Peak, at most he could only leave one.

Having figured it out, True Monarch Yuanming was still flustered, but he still stroked his beard and said with a smile: "I don't want too much, I just want that female cultivator, and you can figure out what to do with the other four!"

Zhenjun Yuanming pointed at Lin Qingquan, and the black-faced male cultivator was the first to choke: "There is only one female cultivator in total, so it is too impolite for Zhenjun Yuanming to do this!"

Several other people also agreed in unison, to the effect that Zhenjun Yuanming was too ruthless and took the best seedlings.

Zhenjun Yuanming's complexion changed several times with anger, and finally suppressed the anger in his heart, and said coldly: "Didn't you all keep the best when you were in charge before? I learned this from you all. !"

After all, everyone was a little embarrassed after hearing this. Whoever is in charge will have the priority to choose. This is a rule that has been passed down for many years, and no one will have any objections.

But this year is different, good seedlings are so good, such good seedlings are hard to come by in thousands of years, it's really not reconciled to let them give it up so easily!

Just when everyone was arguing, a young monk with a face like a crown came in and greeted everyone first.

"Hello, Senior Uncle Yuanming, hello all Senior Uncles!"

"Okay, do you have any orders for the sect master brother?" Zhenjun Yuanming was very polite.

The young monk replied respectfully: "The head teacher asked me to bring a message to the uncle. The old man has other arrangements for the female cultivator, and the other four will be arranged by the uncle."

Yuan Ming's complexion changed slightly, and the anger in his heart really wanted to rush out and vent it fiercely, but the person in front of him was the eldest disciple who was most valued by the head brother, and also the leader of the third generation of disciples, who was only 150 years old. He is already at the peak of Jindan, and the baby is just around the corner, how dare he get angry at him?

Others were very happy, what they couldn't get, Rizhao Peak couldn't get it either, everyone was the same.

After the young monk delivered the message, he saluted and left, leaving behind a group of people with different thoughts.

Zhenjun Yuanming was sulking for a long time, and said in a buzzing voice: "Then I want the male cultivator in red, and the other three will be allocated by you."

He was referring to Hua Wu, and the others didn't object when they saw it. Anyway, the remaining four are almost the same, and it doesn't matter who they want.

It's just that there are only three good seedlings, but there are dozens of peak masters. Even if everyone is divided into five horses, it's not enough. After a while, these dozens of immortals are like shrews cursing at the street. When I got up, the hall was even more lively than the vegetable market for a while.

Lin Qingquan and the others didn't know that the three of them had become hot treasures in the upper realm. At this moment, they had defeated eight puppets, and there was only one left.

Lin Qingquan wiped away the blood that oozed from the corner of his mouth, and gave a sound of pooh, looking at the last puppet with hatred, only wanting to tear it into pieces.

The situation of Hua Wu and He Lianzhui was not too good, their faces were colorful, just like a workshop, and the eyes they looked at the puppets were like beasts in heat.

The three of them didn't use weapons, so they rushed forward and hugged the puppet with bare hands. Lin Qingquan hugged his head, He Lianzui hugged his hands, and Hua Wu hugged his legs. The three of them exerted strength at the same time, and the sound of Kaka was endless. A good puppet is like this It was dismantled into a bunch of parts by them.

Lin Qingquan still didn't let go of his hatred, he stomped the dismembered puppet with his feet, and felt much more comfortable.

The black-faced male cultivator's eyes twitched when he saw it. This time, the loss was huge. There were only a few puppets left among the eighteen puppets.

Zhenjun Yuanming felt distressed when he saw it, but he couldn't keep such a good seedling!

"Okay, let's go to the [-]th floor!" Hua Wu grabbed Lin Qingquan who was still stepping on the puppet, thinking that she looked like a little girl at this time.

The three of them opened the small door in front of them, and their figures disappeared through the door.

The eighteenth floor was also a room, but it was much smaller. Two young male cultivators greeted them with smiles. Both of them were at the peak of Foundation Establishment.

"Congratulations to the three of you for successfully passing the puppet formation. To reward you, you can go to the upper realm without breaking through the heavenly level. We are here to guide the three of you." A slightly fatter male cultivator said with a smile.

Lin Qingquan pretended to be happy and said, "That's great, but I have to go back and tell my parents so they won't worry."

Hua Wu also said: "I also want to go back and talk to my parents, and I have to prepare some things, two adults, can we delay for a while?"

The two male cultivators were also very talkative, mainly because they used to follow this procedure, so they agreed very straightforwardly, took out three pieces of jade charms, and said to them: "Put a drop of blood on this jade charm, and after half a year Someone will come to fetch you."

Lin Qingquan looked at the three pieces of jade talisman, but he knew in his heart that the blood essence should never be dripped, but how could he lose it in front of these two people?
The little treasure in the blood vault connected with her, and said: "Master, little treasure can charm them for ten breaths for you."

Lin Qingquan was overjoyed, ten breaths was enough, immediately, she took out Xiaobao and pretended to play with it, the two male cultivators saw that it was a little fox, and didn't care, most of the female cultivators like to keep fur pets, it's normal.

"Okay, master."

Lin Qingquan noticed that the eyes of the two people were lax, and immediately said: "Hurry up, there is only ten breaths to change the essence and blood."

(End of this chapter)