Mu Han holds his hands behind his back. He has a graceful manner and a tall body. He is very popular among the junior sisters in the sect.

I saw a female disciple who had just entered the inner sect, blushing shyly, and whispered softly: "Brother, this is the roast chicken you wanted."

Mu Han took it over. He was always cold and talkative in front of outsiders. The female disciples next to him felt that they had earned something if they said a few words to him.

"Thank you very much," he said, and handed over a high-grade spiritual stone.

"It doesn't cost so much!" The female disciple blushed and declined in a panic: "I am very grateful to be able to help my senior brother."

Seeing that the female disciple insisted not to do it, Mu Han stopped forcing it. Finally, he turned around and said: "Your sword moves are weak and weak. If you have time, you can come and ask me for advice."

!!!

This is too profitable!

The female disciple couldn't restrain her happiness. She didn't expect that a roast chicken worth ten middle-grade spiritual stones would be given personal guidance by Senior Brother Mu Han.

Now she wants to show off to her little sisters desperately.

Mu Han carried the newly baked chicken and walked straight to the quiet room.

"Junior sister, don't be sad. Look what senior brother brought you."

Mu Han's predecessors and descendants all had a first-class preference for Bai Nuo Nuo. His long, jade-like fingers gently opened the packaged roast chicken, and bursts of alluring aroma emanated from it.

Bai Nuonuo was still depressed because Zhang Suqing "hurt" her. She lowered her head and resisted the tears surging in her eyes.

"Third senior brother, please leave Nuo Nuo alone and let Nuo Nuo rest for a while."

Be quiet?

Mu Han felt a little distressed. How many days had this been? Bai Nuonuo never left the house. She stayed in the house depressed all day long, blaming herself.

"Sister, I don't blame you for this. The protective magic weapon on your body is to protect you."

"If Senior Sister succeeds without being injured, do you know what your end will be?"

Mu Han gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes: "Besides, Senior Sister, she doesn't blame you. She is responsible for everything."

"She gave you the quota for the Hundred-Floor Competition as compensation for your injury."

"You don't have to accept senior brother's kindness, but you should be able to accept senior sister's kindness, Nuo Nuo, right?"

Senior sister?

Bai Nuonuo concealed the flash of contempt in her eyes and nodded slightly.

She looks well-behaved, and Mu Han likes her very much. "Now, Nuo Nuo, eat this roast chicken quickly. Fifty portions are served every day at the foot of Zongmen Mountain. Many disciples can't get it. I heard it's delicious."

"Ah?" Bai Nuo Nuo was surprised: "Give me something so hard to grab, senior brother, won't you eat it?"

Mu Han said seriously: "I am attacking Yuanying with all my strength and concentrating on fasting."

He suddenly thought of something and asked: "Nuo Nuo, it seems that after you broke through the Nascent Soul, you have not been able to reach the first level. Have you checked with the master about this problem?"

Normally speaking, when an immortal breaks through to Nascent Soul and consolidates his spiritual power, he will usually quickly reach the first level of strength.

But Bai Nuonuo's current strength is extremely unstable, and there is a faint tendency of regression.

Mu Han and Qi Hengli were puzzled by this, but they couldn't find the problem no matter how hard they searched.

Only Bai Nuonuo understood that this was because Zhang Suqing's hand was disabled, his spiritual veins were damaged, and he was severed from the contract he was bound to.

Without the supply of spiritual energy that Zhang Suqing works hard at all times, her strength will be affected, and she must practice as soon as possible to make up for it, so that she can continue to thrive.

But Bai Nuonuo, the sweet girl of heaven, has been lazy since she was a child. Her strength has been relying on taking away the fruits of other people's efforts.

Do you want her to practice harder?

This is unlikely.

Bai Nuonuo didn't speak, but quietly enjoyed the love that Zhang Suqing should have enjoyed.

Anyway, she has already obtained the most important thing.

Bai Nuonuo will definitely pass the Hundred-Floor Competition, and will aspire to win the Immortal Sect Competition.

…

Time flies by like a flash, and in the blink of an eye, three months have passed.

Pei Fan and Zhang San still practice the training method of working at sunrise and resting at sunset.

She has made rapid progress.

If Zhang Suqing were here at this moment, she would definitely lament that she had been a scumbag in her previous ten years of cultivation.

Zhang San and the others are too strong.

Pei Fan is now extremely suspicious that they are the male and female protagonists who possess the system and hold Long Aotian's script, and they only hope to one day shock the entire world of immortality.

But as long as they don't see each other for a day, in Pei Fan's eyes, they will return to that mosaic style.

Pretend she didn't say this.

Zhang San counted the spiritual stones after selling out the roast chicken today, and closed his eyes with satisfaction: "I really hope I can make so much money every day."

Wang Wu flashed a magic formula to him, holding a piece of paper in his hand: "Stop daydreaming now, it's serious to get this matter done."

"What?" Li Si heard the sound and took it over to take a look.

Pei Fan was not surprised by this: "It's the registration form for the Hundred-Floor Competition."

All real people have quotas under their banners, and their direct disciples will surely advance.

As for the other disciples in the sect who are old and strong and want to participate in the Bailou competition, they will all be reunited in the competition hall a week later to find out.

As a major sect, the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance has been allocated fifty participating places.

Excluding the fixed quota enjoyed by real elders, there are still twenty.

These twenty places will be chosen from among them.

You can fight alone or as a team.

After advancing through single-player combat, go directly to the 100th floor competition with the team. After the 100th floor competition begins, they will be divided into groups for unified training.

Team competition is more difficult, difficult to promote, and less competitive. Teams that win through team competition will be tested directly with the original lineup in the Hundred Floor Competition.

Each has pros and cons.

For the other disciples, it is of course better to fight alone. How much strength you have will be used in the game, and there will be team allocation at that time.

But for Pei Fan and Zhang San, there is no more humane choice than team competition.

A bad reputation, a mosaic group portrait, nothing is more suitable for them.

"Team registration form...Who should be the captain?" Li Si was the first to surrender: "I don't have good leadership skills."

Zhang San: "Don't look at me, I can only pretend to be stupid."

Wang Wu: "I can't even read a few Chinese characters, so I can't lead the way."

Ding Liu: "...I understand everything."

Pei Fan: "...You can just ask my name, there is no need to explain so much..."
Chapter completed!