Chapter 75 Isn't it good to watch Yushi Zhenjun's play?
Chapter 75 Wouldn’t it be nice to watch Yushi Zhenjun’s play?
The extreme recruitment meeting broke out with a huge impact.
Mu Linxiao remained motionless, and the area within a three-foot radius remained calm.
"Damn it, is this something that a disciple in the Foundation Establishment stage can make? I'm afraid it's not two fake Foundation Establishers, right?"
Another voice was more direct: "Two monsters!"
呲——
Chi——
It was the sound of two metals rubbing against the ground, and two figures popped out of the dust.
One inserted the heavy sword into the ground, and the other held the spear behind him.
The two of them stopped at the edge of the ring, looking at each other awkwardly, breathing heavily.
Suddenly, they seemed to have reached some consensus and rushed towards each other again.
Nangong Yi asked: "...Elder Mu, the two of them should have exhausted their spiritual power, right?"
"You want to ask, why are you still working so hard when your spiritual power is exhausted?"
Nangong Yi was silent.
It's not that he has never encountered situations where his spiritual power has been exhausted. In fact, he often encounters various dangers when he goes out on missions, and exhaustion of his spiritual power has long been commonplace.
"The situation they encountered is no different from what you encountered." Mu Linxiao said suddenly.
Nangong Yi looked at the two people waving weapons and engaging in a pure duel of moves and strength, with an imperceptible confusion in his eyes.
"The belief in wanting to live and the belief in pursuing victory, from a certain perspective, they are common."
The confusion on Nangong Yi's face became even worse: "What does this mean?"
Mu Lin smiled but didn't say anything more and stopped talking.
"drink--"
On the ring, Hua Wanzhao swung his epee heavily, but Ye Jingtao only blocked the spear for a moment before losing his strength and being knocked away.
"The winner, with one sword, the wind blows the sand and the flowers shine in the evening."
Although the fact was obvious, the referee still asked as usual: "Do you want to defend the ring?"
Hua Wanzhao felt that her lungs were about to explode. She felt like she was back in middle school after sprinting 800 meters. Her entire chest was on fire, making her unable to curse even if she wanted to.
Mu Linxiao appeared next to Hua Wanzhao, picked her up, and said coolly: "No."
Referee: There was a threat.
"Wait...wait a moment..."
Hua Wanzhao's words successfully made Mu Linxiao stop.
She stretched out her head with great effort and looked at Ye Jingtao, who was still lying on the ground: "Isn't there anyone to pick you up?"
Ye Jingtao shook his head.
Hua Wanzhao looked at Mu Lin and smiled.
The latter clicked his tongue and said impatiently to Nangong Yi under the ring: "You, send him back to his residence."
Nangong Yi nodded, jumped onto the ring, put an arm of Ye Jingtao on his shoulders, and helped him back to the residence arranged by the Immortal League for the casual cultivators.
What happened on the fourth stage naturally fell into the eyes of everyone on the rostrum.
Yue Fuli was confused again and said with sincerity on his face: "That is the disciple of Venerable Ju Yong. Although he is a newcomer, we still have to call him uncle. It is inappropriate and inappropriate for Yushi Zhenjun to do this."
No one paid any attention to him.
Just, it's embarrassing.
After a while, Situ Ba sneered: "It's really just a matter of looking at others. Don't say that True Lord Yu Shi is just helping his fellow disciples. Even if he really has something, he is not his master and disciple. What does it matter? It's really a dog meddling in other people's business!"
Yue Fuli hit a wall again and suffered a bloody head.
He didn't dare to talk back, because anyone who knew Situ Ba knew that he was a mad dog. Once the mad dog awakened, he would bite whatever he caught.
Wen Canglan looked at it and shook his head: "Junior brother Yue, why bother? Even if there is something, I don't think this female cultivator is under the control of True Lord Yushi. Isn't it good to watch True Lord Yushi's drama?"
How many people in the world of immortality are waiting to see Mu Linxiao fall into trouble? What a great opportunity.
Ming Shen: My senior brother is sitting here, and you said in front of me that you want to watch my junior brother’s show???
Li Jingshan joined the group chat: "I think they will have some fun."
"How come even Master Li..." He Yiyi was helpless.
"Hey, isn't it just that they have a seniority difference? As long as she is not a master and disciple in the world of immortality, what problems can't be solved? Come to think of it, you don't have to worry about letting her marry outside, right?"
The last sentence Li Jingshan said was quite meaningful.
The expressions of Ming Shen and He Wuyi changed for a moment.
This change did not miss Yue Fuli's eyes.
He spoke again: "I heard that your little master's brother is the direct disciple of True Lord Yushi."
This alone makes the hierarchy of seniority chaotic. If they are really related, it would not be adding to chaos.
"I don't need to worry about this, Fellow Daoist Yue. I think it would be better for Fellow Daoist Yue to take care of his own affairs first."
After saying that, Ming Shen closed his eyes and made it clear that he no longer wanted to deal with this troublemaker.
Yue Fuli was frustrated again.
***
With Mu Linxiao's cultivation, it only took an instant to get from the venue to Hua Wanzhao's residence.
Putting Hua Wanzhao on the bed not so gently, Mu Lin said with a smile: "My spiritual power has been exhausted just after I advanced. Little Master, you must consolidate your cultivation these days."
Hua Wanzhao knew that Mu Linxiao was right. As for Dabi, if he really couldn't catch up, there would be nothing he could do.
"Huh? Outside-"
"There seems to be something wrong-"
Mu Linxiao picked up Hua Wanzhao again.
"Hey - what are you doing?!"
She didn't feel anything when she was exhausted just now, but now she has some strength in her body. Hua Wanzhao was extremely embarrassed to be held by Mu Linxiao like this.
Their relationship isn't that close yet, right?
"Nangong Yi is about to form a pill, which is a perfect opportunity for you. Not only can it help you shorten the consolidation time, but you may also be able to touch the threshold of the later stages of advancement."
After saying that, Mu Linxiao took Hua Wanzhao and left for Sanxiu's foothold.
***
"Trouble...this fellow Taoist..."
Originally he wanted to call out his name, but Ye Jingtao suddenly realized that he didn't know Nangong Yi's name, so he had to change his words halfway.
"Nangong Yi."
Ye Jingtao took advantage of the situation and changed his words: "Thank you so much, fellow Taoist Nangong."
After that, the two fell into silence.
Nangong Yi didn't speak again until he was about to arrive at the residence of the casual cultivators.
"You...why didn't you give up when you ran out of spiritual power?"
Obviously in the first game, he had more room to counterattack.
"Break and then stand. If you don't break, you can't stand." Ye Jingtao said, "I only remembered it after seeing what fellow Taoist Hua did. In the ring just now, although I struggled in the end and lost the strength to even move my fingers, I
This is the first time that I feel that Dan Dan is so close to me."
Destroy and then stand up, don't you break down and then stand up...
Nangong Yi felt that this was not what he lacked. He had stayed at Foundation Establishment Dzogchen for nearly twenty years, which was long enough.
In twenty years, how many times can he escape from death and stand up again?
So, what exactly is it that he lacks?
In the flash of lightning, he suddenly thought of Mu Linxiao's words.
"The belief in wanting to live and the belief in pursuing victory, from a certain perspective, they are common."
He got it!
The clear sky above suddenly darkened.
"Is this...could it be..."
Ye Jingtao turned his head with difficulty.
"Sorry, my thunder disaster is coming."
Nangong Yi was about to quicken his pace and send Ye Jingtao back first, when a figure fell in front of him.