This Person is Too Serious

Text Chapter 97 Your book, is it serious?

"Sister Ling? Did you invite them?"

"I asked them to stop."

Ling Xiaolan whispered, she put the veil lanyard on her small ears, stepped on the lotus platform and flew out of the big formation.

Just as she was about to leave, the dozens of large ships to the east stopped at the same time and did not move forward.

Eight or nine figures flew out of the fleet, and the leader was Wu Wang, followed by a few people on the left and right.

Looking from a distance, Ling Xiaolan only recognized half of them.

The Ji Mo who smiled but owed a beating, Lin Qi with a cold face and actually lacked love, and the Taoist friend Lin Suqing who regarded himself as a tutor and who actually looked at Brother Wuwang with very gentle eyes.

Others, it seems that there are two elders of Miezong, two real immortal guards with a little impression, and a silver-haired inspector immortal, and...

Ling Xiaolan took a sharp breath.

Suddenly she turned her head and looked to the side blankly, muttering words such as "The child is so old" and "Sure enough, the moon comes first near the water."

"Junior sister, what's wrong with you?"

"nothing."

Ling Xiaolan blinked and recovered her usual cold face, stepping on the lotus platform, leaving only one sentence:

"Recently, there are too many insights into practice, and Daoxin is a bit stuffy."

There are so many insights that Dao Xin is blocked...

Several senior sisters and younger sisters looked at Ling Xiaolan's floating back, and left unwilling tears.

This is probably the posture of a saint.

As soon as Ling Xiaolan left the battlefield, she heard Wu Wang's voice from afar, but she said:

"My fellow escorts all the way, thank you so much!

But the frontier is the territory of Xuannvzong. It was too crowded in the past and blocked the gate of Xuannvzong's mountain. You might as well go back.

Thanks this time, I will come to the next day to drink and discuss the Taoist sect! "

There were heavy shadows everywhere, and there was a loud response:

"Sect Master Wuzuo is polite!"

"We are just waiting here, and we will send Sect Master Wuwang and Young Master Lin Qi back later! Young Master Lin Qi is the thorn in the side of the Temple of Ten Fiends today, and we must protect it!"

"Everyone will wait where they left off!"

Wu Wang didn't say much, he arched his hands to the people behind, and told the elders who stayed behind the ship not to be careless, and turned around and galloped forward with seven or eight figures.

Lin Suqing, Ji Mo, Lin Qi, and Mu Daxian wanted to follow.

As a member of the Renhuang Pavilion, Mao Aowu can avoid a lot of trouble by accompanying him on such occasions;

The two heavenly fairyland elders of Miezong were responsible for supporting the scene, and the two true fairyland guards Yang Wudi and Zhang Mushan had to run errands.

The two celestial masters of the Lin family stayed on the boat, but Lin Qi insisted on asking. ——Lin Qi came to Xuannvzong this time as a protector of the sect, and didn't want to bring her own general.

Ling Xiaolan was waiting in front of the mountain gate early.

In front of the mountain gate stood two rows of female disciples welcoming guests. They were tall, beautiful, and elegant in long skirts. They stepped on lotus seats with decent smiles at the corners of their mouths.

Wu Wang and his party landed in front of the mountain gate, and as Yang Wudi was about to take the invitation card forward, Ling Xiaolan greeted him directly.

With her hands in front of her, she was also particularly dazzling today, and said softly:

"Brother Wuzuo, Brother Ji, Brother Lin, don't come here unscathed."

Wu Wang squinted and chuckled lightly, and said a few words of greeting.

Lin Qi smashed Ji Mo with his elbow, and raised his eyebrows, as if saying "Brother Wuwang who was called first".

Ji Mo curled his mouth and shook his head for a while, sorrowing autumn and spring with his hands behind his back, feeling that things are wrong.

My best friend is still incomparable, incomparable.

Wu Wang smiled and said: "I encountered a little trouble on the way here. The battle was a little bigger. The masters of Xuan Nvzong are like clouds, and there are even more extraordinary masters. I shouldn't mind."

Ling Xiaolan moved her eyes to the flowers and plants, and said suicide: "This is really a battle that fits the identity of Brother Wuwang... Come with me, and I will send you to the reception hall to rest."

After speaking, Fairy Ling turned sideways slightly, making a please gesture with a bit stiff movement.

The female cultivators on both sides leaned forward, making everyone behind Wu Wang tense.

Dongfang Mumu suddenly said: "I also have acquaintances here, no fools, can I take Suqing to find old acquaintances to play with."

"The seniors are free," Wu Wei told Lin Suqing again, "Take care of Mu Daxian."

"Hey," Lin Suqing agreed, and as soon as he nodded to Ling Xiaolan, he was dragged by Dongfang Mumu into the sky and floated to the back mountain.

Several female fairies of Xuannvzong showed up to stop, Dongfang Mumu showed a waist card; these female fairies immediately escorted to the left and right, and accompanied them to the back mountain.

Wu Wang felt relieved when he saw this, and did not care about them.

"That seems to be an old man?"

Fairy Ling asked in a murmur.

Wu Wang Chuansheng explained: "The disciple of the pavilion master of the Sihai Pavilion is temporarily staying in our extinction sect."

"It turns out to be like this, no wonder the cultivation base is so advanced."

Ling Xiaolan smiled and said:

"You can look at the scenery of our Xuannvzong all the way. The mountains, forests, water and rocks on both sides are all arranged by the seniors with a lot of thought, and there is a way in it."

Wu Wang suddenly became a little unclear, so...

How do you feel that Ling Xiaolan's state of mind has undergone a subtle change at this time?

Is he too sensitive?

maybe.

A group of people climbed up the stairs and saw beautiful forests along the way. Many pavilions and lofts were dotted with pine and cypress bamboo forests. There were also large blooming peach blossoms on the eastern mountain. Several female cultivators played and chased in the forest.

Ji Mo grabbed the folding fan and gently tapped his palms, looking everywhere with his clearest gaze.

However, Lin Qi focused on feeling the spirituality contained in the fresh air here, with his hands behind his back and the fingers of the sword, sliding one or two from time to time.

Mao Ao Wulue was a bit cautious, not only wanted to take up the post of a certain branch pavilion master, but also felt that he should do his duty as an elder of the extinction sect.

The two elders, Yang Wudi and Zhang Mushan were much simpler, staring at the back of their suzerain without squinting, it was impossible to make a mistake.

There are countless scenery on the way up the mountain.

The mountains and rivers are beautiful and the clouds follow, ying, sing, butterflies, dance, milk, swallows and flies.

The breeze rubbed the fog in the fairy hall, and the turret disappeared.

The Demon Sect has the freedom of the Demon Sect, and the Xian Family has the style of the Xian Family. If the two are compared, Wu Wang still chooses... the third option.

Although the mundane world is noisy and disturbing, it is quite comfortable to indulge in it, and Wu Wang is the most attracted.

Wu Wang smiled and said: "Before leaving home, I felt that the life at home was too plain. Every day I was basking in the sun and studying magic techniques;

After coming out, I often miss the clouds in my hometown. "

Ling Xiaolan thought a little, and said: "If you don't come out, you will never know the bustling and noisy outside, let alone feel that your home is peaceful and comfortable. It's all out of comparison."

Ji Mo said, "Why have you both started discussing such topics? Brother Lin, how did you spend your time at home?"

"Practice."

Lin Qi said lightly, and then there was no more.

"The reception hall is here."

Ling Xiaolan led the jade steps ahead and led a group of people into the magnificent hall.

There are hundreds of people in the hall at this moment. Most of them are surrounded by immortal auras, and the other half are strong.

Ling Xiaolan wanted to take Wu Wang and his party to the center vacancy, but Wu Wang pointed her finger at the corner.

"this……"

Ling Xiaolan blinked lightly and said, "Don't you like Brother Wuwang like fun?"

"That depends on the occasion. When we leave, we are all seniors, so where is our turn to sit in the middle."

Wu Wang greeted him, and led a few people to the corner vacant. They sat down cross-legged comfortably at a low table.

The masters of these immortals and demons in the temple had actually been paying attention to a few of them before.

Ji Mo, Ling Xiaolan, and Lin Qi are all leaders of the younger generation in the human realm.

Ji's family has a vast family, Ling Xiaolan is the contemporary saint of Xuannvzong, and Lin Qi is the holder of the Yan Emperor's order, but the three of them are like three stars with the moon at the moment, and Wu Wang is hidden by these four young people. Mainstay.

——In the face of the battle between Naruto and Fierce God, Renhuangge has concealed the news by himself.

A few people just sat down, and a female nun walked quickly with Lingguo wine on the side.

They did not pour the wine or tea, put down the tray and leaned slightly to retire, and their expressions were not too cordial.

In contrast, Wu Wang still likes her own female disciple of the Black Desire School.

That's a passion...

They chatted for a while, and a fairy came to call Ling Xiaolan, saying that a distinguished guest wanted the saint to greet her.

Ling Xiaolan didn't want to move her nest, but the teacher's order was difficult to violate and she had to get up and leave.

"Fairy just go," Ji Mo pulled out a spirit fruit and swallowed it in his mouth with a hiss. "I'll stare here for you, and make sure that Brother Wuwang is at his own home!"

"Humph!"

Ling Xiaolan said, "If you dare to watch and run around, I will let the master of Xingtang take care of you!"

"Don't, I finally came here."

Ji Mo immediately took heart, and the female disciples on the side hid their mouths and chuckled, but most of them cast kind eyes on Ji Gongzi.

Eight or nine hours to wait for the apprenticeship ceremony.

Wu Wang looked at the left and the right, and found that there were no acquaintances here, and there was no enthusiasm for ‘expanding columns’.

The Star Dao of the Human Realm, although it is far from the Dao controlled by the Star God-it should be that the similar Star Dao was sealed by the Star God.

However, all the seniors who explored the Star Road, still found out many star methods, including swords, spells, talisman, and formations.

Among them, Wu Wang is most interested in the Star Formation. Such a formation that can attract the power of the stars as the basis for the operation of the large formation is likely to be incorporated into the Star-praying Art.

"Sect Master, Sect Master... Brother Wuluo."

Ji Mo yelled a few words in a low voice, Wu Wei regained his senses from the book and turned to ask him what he was doing.

"Let's go meet all the masters?"

Ji Mo said: "There are quite a few masters of the Great Demon Sect and the Great Immortal Sect here. We are familiar with each other, so we can do things easily in the future."

Wu Wang smiled and said, "Then you can work harder, go to activities.

Guardian Ji, this sect master now appoints you as the master of the Palace of Foreign Relations of the Miezong. Although you do not have a main hall office, and no subordinates are available, the worship will not increase, but this is also the trust of this sect to you. "

Jimo suddenly put on a sad face.

"go quickly."

"Hahaha," Ji Mo laughed a few times, stood up from Wu Wei's side, brought a glass of wine, called Zhang Mushan to pick up a hip flask, and drove alone into a tall pile of people.

Not long after, Ji Mo had chatted with several Xianzong masters.

Wu Wang smiled knowingly when he saw it, and continued to study the Star Dao leisurely.

Lin Qi moved to Jimo's original position, a little closer to his teacher, holding Yuan with both hands, quietly meditating and adjusting his breath, sorting out his feelings along the way.

But half an hour, the originally dull atmosphere of the whole hall was brought to life by Jimo who was walking around, and it became more lively.

Even when some young disciples were passing by outside the hall, they voted for the autumn spinach on Ji Gongzi.

Vague and implicit, shy and timid, yet so bold and active.

After an hour or two, it seemed that some of the distinguished guests arrived, and many experts went out to greet them. Wu Wang and Lin Qi just sat there motionless, completely like outsiders.

They also have the qualifications to remain immobile.

As night fell, a row of female disciples brought delicious food to the place, and several Xuannvzong masters showed up to greet the guests.

No singing and dancing, no show, not even a fairy dancing sword.

Wu Wang was quite bored, and occasionally looked up at some women's eyes. This was purely a subconscious search.

Where did Master Young Master attend such a boring banquet?

Beiye’s surface singing and dancing, secretly staggered with maces and long clubs, is tense, exciting and eye-catching;

The light song of Guantaolou is so full that it can shake the mouths of diners until they are soft.

The gathering of the Yanxuan Nv's Sect this day is really just one word-vegetarian.

"Sect Master," Yang Wudi muttered, "It's not like Elder Miao said.

I think all the female monks are very polite and enjoyable everywhere. I don't think they look down on people. "

"That's just a stereotype."

Wu Wang said: "Just talking to the disciples here about the Black Desire Sect, I subconsciously feel that there is almost the same truth as the Hualou.

But only those who understand the Black Desire Cultivation Method know that in order to pursue true love, they often abolish their own cultivation for thousands of years or thousands of years.

You have to see and think about everything by yourself, but you can't say anything about it. "

"Yeah, the lord of the lord dialed a little, and his subordinates suddenly became enlightened, and their thinking was particularly clear!"

Yang Wudi smiled sullenly, and continued to sit behind the low table behind Wu Wang, looking for the next opportunity to seek rewards.

Um?

Wu Wang sniffed the tip of his nose, and suddenly smelled a particularly familiar breath.

The smell is very light and vague, like a kind of sandalwood, but it is not a ‘taste’ in the ordinary sense.

The body suddenly feels hungry.

To be precise, the body reacted, indicating that there is prey that can be preyed here.

Wu Wang didn't use his eyes to scan, but slowly spread out his spiritual consciousness, projecting the situation inside and outside the hall to the bottom of his heart, patiently sensing and exploring little by little.

Soon, Wu Wang's spiritual sense was locked on a middle-aged scribe.

This person is sitting in a quite conspicuous position, holding a feather fan and wearing a blue robe. The strength of the peak of the true fairyland is a bit low here, and the body is full of delicate Taoism, and talking and laughing are also gentle and elegant.

But Wu Wang smelled fierce blood on him.

And this fierce blood is extremely pure, if it absorbs the divine power within, it can make the strength of his golden dragon incarnation step forward a little bit.

Of course this is not the point, the point is...

The Palace of Ten Fiends, which had been hidden across the board, really left a flaw!

The spies of the Palace of Ten Fiends who had worked hard to plant in the various forces in the human domain could not directly abandon them and die overnight!

At this time, these hidden spies have become the best breakthrough!

It is the so-called one thing against one thing.

The innate gods who created the Temple of Ten Fouls, I am afraid that they would not be able to think that the Temple of Ten Fouls would encounter Wu Wang.

Keep your hands steady, and you can't fight the grass and startle the snake. This time you have to put a long line and catch a big fish.

How can I approach this guy?

Wu Wang thought carefully, thought carefully, and imagined all kinds of scenarios.

At this moment, the speed of consuming mind and mind is second only to how to think about new ideas when I was dating Xiao Jingwei.

‘Yes. ’

Wu Wang stretched his waist and sat up, yawned deeply, and directed some of the eyes in the hall to himself.

He did not speak, and directly addressed Yang Wudi:

"It's so boring without singing and dancing, invincible, show me the book you read before, it's the one that made you lose one year of worship."

Yang Wudi was shocked, his big face and plates were a little white, his bald head lost its luster, and his lips trembled a few times.

Yang Wudi hurriedly said: "Zong, Sect Master, that book is not very serious."

"Can I criticize it?"

Wu Wei turned his head and glared at Yang Wudi. The latter looked like a squeamish big girl, but at this time he decided to obey the suzerain. With the determination of [this is the name of the first generation], he took out a book and closed his eyes. He held it in front of Wu Wang.

The cover was impressively written in the five characters of'Pure Heart Nourishing Qi Jue'. Wu Wang took a look at it. The contents were all character descriptions~www.readwn.com~ Wu Wang's eyes lit up, and he opened a few pages, but his expression was It's getting a little weird...

This seems to be different from the "Spring and Autumn Story" I thought.

Those immortal consciousnesses that gathered have also dispersed, and many masters of magic repairs still show a bit of'just this' contempt, feeling that the generation of the magic way is not as bold as the generation.

Wu Wang's face turned black.

He planned to give the scribe a small book to anger him. He then apologized and asked for advice. Then he moved out of the Ji family son to be a peacemaker and got acquainted with him.

How to implement such a strategy at the moment?

He turned his head and glanced at Yang Wudi, peeled off the outer cover of the camouflage book, revealing the real title of the book——

"The Men the Fairy Will Meet in His Life."

"You a big man looking at this, can you see the kind of sleeplessness?"

"Sect Master," Yang Wudi covered his face with his hands, "It has been this hot in the past few years, and the pen is exquisite and the literary talent is brilliant. It is really a rare good product..."

Many immortals turned their heads and smirked, and Lin Qi also looked over curiously.

Suddenly, a question came from the side: "This Sect Master Wuwang, but he is dissatisfied with the biographies written by Pang Dao?"

Written by...

Wu Wangxun looked at it, but saw that the middle-aged scribe he had just stared at had stood up and looked at him angrily.

Not only that, many female disciples of the Xuan Nv sect also frowned and looked at Wu Wang, and each took out a delicately bound booklet with a signature on it that was still in ink.

Wu Wang was a little embarrassed on the surface, but his heart was full of joy.

Although the process was a bit tortuous and there were some unexpected small gains, in terms of the result...

Plan, pass.

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