nyslfriends Chapter 99
Chapter 99
Xiao Huang was overjoyed to get a satisfactory answer, and he said while the iron was hot: "The opponent who may pose a threat to you is Chu Xiu, I'm not bragging, the achievements of you and Chu Xiu in this age group are incomparable even to the elders of Danzong, they originally There is only a shortage of young high-level alchemists, otherwise there is no need to make every effort to lure Chuxiu to them."
When the wind blows by my ear,
The good-tempered dean didn't care about the arrogant attitude of the genius at all. Xiao Huang pondered for a while and found that he had made mistakes. He publicized that Zixiao Danzun was [-] years old, and even he believed it... what [-] years old? Years old, Han Zheng is only seventeen.
Thinking of this, Xiao Huang felt chest tightness and shortness of breath again. If those shameless people from Hunyuan Danzong knew the real age of the young master, they might come to snatch him with Jianzong. Fortunately, the master took Han Zheng away in advance. When you get to the door, you don't have to worry about the future.
He tried his best to comfort himself in his heart that the little uncle is the apprentice of Zixiao Xianzun, and there is no way he would betray the master. After several times of silent recitation, he calmed down and continued: "There are still some people with good talents in Danzong. Be careful. One is the alchemy saint who came to our Zixiao from sect Daqing." Speaking of Qing Baixue, the dean looked at Xia Ying and Han Zheng carefully,
They probably don't know about the old hag Xuelian's plan to marry Zixiao... I hope that Dan will not make any mistakes when he meets.
"Anything else?" Xia Ying looked a little strange when she saw Xiao Huang, but she didn't pursue it. This Dan sect saint has dealt with them for countless times, and they are old acquaintances.
The dean continued: "There are also Dan Hao and Dan Ling from the Yuan lineage of Danzong. They are the most talented alchemists in the Yuan lineage. They are almost at the fourth rank when they are less than [-] years old. Among the disciples of Danfeng, it is estimated No one can beat it, so it doesn't matter."
Han Zheng glanced at Xia Ying, he personally taught the little beauty alchemy not just to pass the time for him.
Xia Ying sensed the male protagonist's scrutiny, smiled beggingly, and whispered that she would go to alchemy later, and she would never be lazy!
Han Zheng smiled lightly, almost a year away from Danhui, enough.
The dean observed the eye contact between the young couple, and an unbelievable thought appeared, no, no, the young master also wants to win the honor of the youth group, right?
Unconsciously holding his breath, he didn't ask his guess, as if as long as he didn't say anything, this hope would always exist.
After "delivering" the task to Danfeng who cared the most, the dean finally breathed a sigh of relief, took a sip of tea and sighed: "We Zixiao has everything, much better than Jianzong and Danzong, but we are suppressed by them everywhere , Dan would have to slap them in the face more or less from time to time."
The alchemy event is held once a hundred years, unlike other grand events that simply compete in alchemy or martial arts. From the extremely difficult alchemy to the alchemy, to the ordinary spiritual power competition, there are almost all competitions that can be imagined, except for the finale. Big giants, big and small forces in the human world will send people to compete, and the rankings are quite valuable.
A grand ceremony like this kind of comprehensive competition should not be named after the symbol of a certain sect. Unfortunately, Hunyuan Danzong is too rich, and they basically pay for the money to hold the conference. If it is not called Danhui, what is it called?
Although Zixiao disdained to judge the strength of his academy with a simple alchemy meeting, but this year he has grown up with Liang Zi of the alchemy sect, and he has to fight for his breath if he doesn't compete for steamed buns.
After chatting with Han Zheng Xia Yingduo in the main hall for a while, the dean got up and was about to leave, but he turned his head back before stepping out of the mountain gate of Danfeng.
Then he found Xiao Hanyue who was training hard in the training hall.
"Baby! Come here!" When I saw this little guy in the main hall just now, I thought he was extraordinary, but he ran away before he saw it clearly. His eyes lit up instantly.
Although Han Yue noticed that the uncle was calling him, he still trotted over after practicing the sword skills in his hands and retracting the sword. With sweat on his face, he asked doubtfully, "Uncle, what did you ask me to do?"
Seeing that Han Yue had the same calm demeanor as his brother, Xiao Huang was extremely satisfied, and his smile was a little big: "Uncle saw that you practiced well in sword practice, so I specially came to reward you with something!" Then he took out a jade sword with his backhand. Hand the small magic weapon to Han Yue.
Yue Yue became more wary in front of strangers, and he replied with a smile: "Thank you, Uncle~ One must be good at practicing swords, otherwise what kind of swords do you practice? Uncle don't need to reward me!" He didn't look at the magic weapon at all look up,
Xiao Huang was shocked by the mentality of this five-year-old child, and silently thought about who the Han family and his wife are, to teach two children who are so outstanding?
He frowned, pretending to be intimidating: "I am the dean of this college, and everyone has to obey me. If you don't pick me up, I will go to your brother for trouble."
Han Yue was skeptical, but he still handed over Xiao Huang's magic weapon.
The moment he touched the little guy's palm, the dean turned around very quickly with spiritual power, his expression froze,
Good guy, Lei is a heavenly spirit root, and he is another genius who is chased by God to feed his ass.
Xiao Huang had a harmless smile on his face, countless reasons had flown through his mind to beg Han Zheng to agree to accept Han Yue as his closed disciple.
Since Zixiao entered the stage of preparing for the Danhui, the amount of training in each peak has increased significantly. The faction sword disciples who used to be the masters of the academy in the Danhui have been practicing swords day and night. They have to compete with the entire Lingyun Sword Sect for honor , it can be seen that the pressure is great.
However, medical training, medicine training, and poison training are relatively rare. If the academy wants to maintain its dominant position in these areas, Sanfeng's disciples may lose half of their hair.
The most idle people in the whole college are probably the sisters of Hehuanfeng. Danhui has no competition in Hehuanfeng. Unless it is a famous school like Zixiao Academy, the Hehuan faction in a small place is a low-level pickle. , can't get on the table.
So how lonely Invincible is, the Acacia disciple and Rou Niang were invited to Danhui to dance for fun,
In terms of average beauty value, which of the first-class forces can compare with Zixiao's Acacia Department?
The ones with the heavier task are the senior brothers and senior sisters of each peak. After all, the competition in Danhui is biased towards young and middle-aged people, and monks over [-] years old cannot come forward. Therefore, these disciples who represent the cards of each peak are poured out by the respected ones. more expectations,
Like Lin Yuyu, the elder brother of Jianzun Su Tian, Yao Ling under Yao Changtian, Mouying under Danzun, and Feng Shuo under the vice president.
As a sword cultivator, Feng Shuo was tuned by the vice-principal Qiu Wanqiu.After teaching, he will fight with the disciples of the sword department. After finishing his work of supervising the cultivation of Danfeng disciples today, he returned to the site of the vice president.
There is a wafting fragrance in the lobby, and the chirping of spirit birds outside the hall can make people feel calm. The room is neither too quiet nor too noisy. It is the environment of "harmony between man and nature" that many monks love, but Feng Shuo is still upset. distracted,
Today he saw Xia Ying who had returned to the clan.
These days when Xia Ying and Dan Zun left the hospital, he thought that he had let go of his unrequited crush, but he didn't expect that when he saw her again, there would still be rippling in his heart.
But this time it's not the throbbing ripples, but the heartbeat ripples,
Because Xia Ying is still holding a child who looks very much like Danzun... Feng Shuo didn't want to think deeply, so he could only cry silently in his heart,
No wonder the beauty rejected him so simply. It turned out that their children could play soy sauce.
Feng Shuo shook his head, trying to get rid of the distracting thoughts in his heart, but the strange thing was that he couldn't calm down, and after thinking about it, his thoughts drifted to Hua Qianqian, the elder sister of Hehuanzong.
That day Rihua Qianqian saw his ugly appearance not only did not mock him, but took good care of himself, but to this day he still doesn't understand why he suddenly fainted, obviously he is a very strong swordsman.
Although Hua Qianqian didn't say much to him, her graceful figure and beautiful voice still left a deep imprint on Feng Shuo's heart. He thought that since he had no fate with Xia Ying, he might as well try a new one. Marriage, it is not easy to meet a confidant in the realm of comprehension, and sword repair is still the most difficult to find a partner among all schools.
The dean, the vice-principal, and the sword master have been around for thousands of years, and there is no Taoist companion by their side.
After thinking about it, Feng Shuo had done enough psychological construction for himself, took a deep breath and prepared to enter the state of cultivation,
This time it seemed to be more successful, and he quickly immersed himself in it, but he didn't notice that the vice president walked in.
Qiu Wanqiu walked to the hall to meditate silently, the expression on his face was not as gentle as the dean's, his eyes were cold to everyone, and he rarely gave people a good look.
The vice-principal didn't have much enthusiasm for his only disciple, except for imparting cultivation methods and a few spiritual skills, he almost didn't care about anything about Feng Shuo, even when Han Zheng came to ask someone to do something at Danfeng
There is only one rule for Feng Shuo, he must practice here for two full hours every day, and he will even come to investigate.
Talented young monks are only 27 or [-] years old, and they will soon become strong in the rotation period. This year, Zixiao's geniuses really appeared together.
Feng Shuo had circulated his spiritual power in his body for half an hour, and suddenly found that his body became erratic and light. It didn't feel mysterious, but rather like the erratic feeling of a dizzy person who couldn't control his center of gravity. He instinctively felt that something was wrong. open your eyes,
Suddenly found himself floating in mid-air!
No, it's... It's his spirit body! ! !
Feng Shuo was so surprised that he didn't know what to do. If he wanted to get his spirit body out of his body, he had to be at least in the stage of becoming a god. What happened to him?
Maintaining this state for a while, the vice president sitting in the hall seemed to have noticed something strange. As a sword cultivator in the fusion stage, he glanced suspiciously at the position of Feng Shuo's spirit body, and then instantly moved to the place where he was "meditating". Next to the cultivating **, Chaofeng Shuotian Linggai slapped hard, and the spirit body entered the body with a great force,
"What's the matter with you? Did you stop cultivating?" The deputy principal who had just saved his disciple's life didn't speak comforting words, his tone was still freezing, but Feng Shuo, who was afraid afterward, still thanked his master for saving his life.
Qiu Wanqiu indifferently took out a small panacea from the spirit ring, and said in a bad tone: "Soul-fixing, don't make such a moth next time."
Feng Shuo quickly swallowed and digested the elixir, missing the strange look in his master's eyes.