The Piaomiao Peak

Gu Linyuan held the Xuan Cang spear in his hand, his eyes were sharp, his gun fell, and his dancing was full of wind.

"Shaojun---"

Lu Ying just poked his little head out from a distance, but the result was-

Bang---

The big stone he was hiding was instantly smashed to pieces by Gu Linyuan.

"What does it look like when you hide your head and show your tail?

Lu Ying sat directly on the ground in fright, then hurriedly got up and ran over, and said carefully: "What Shaojun taught me is the lesson---"

Gu Linyuan was too lazy to pay attention to him and took away Xuan Cang's spear.

He lifted up his robe and sat on the bluestone, poured himself a cup of tea, "Cough, did she collect the things?"

After saying that, he didn't get a response for a long time, Gu Linyuan looked at him with sharp eyes with his tea.

Lu Ying was so scared that she hurriedly knelt on the ground, crossing her hands in front of her chest.

"Stop your anger, the little fairy of Gu Ling, she is not in the cave---"

"Not here?"

Gu Linyuan was stunned, and Lu Ying hurriedly said, "Yes, I'm not here, I'm asked by the fairy named Aman to participate in the sect competition, just?"

Lu Ying hesitated, and Gu Linyuan's face changed.

"explain---"

Lu Ying was frightened, "Yes--"

"I will go to deliver breakfast to the little fairy Gu Ling today as Shaojun told me. But as soon as I arrived, I saw that the little white-faced man named Mu came out of the cave just now---"

Click---

The tea bowl in Gu Linyuan's hand was instantly crushed, and his face was extremely gloomy:

"What are you saying? Are you talking about it?"

Lu Ying hurriedly said, "Shaojun, that little white man named Mu, he might have been--- last night."

"presumptuous---"

"It's unreasonable---"

Gu Linyuan was instantly furious.

Without saying a word, he jumped down, followed by a flying sword under his feet, and drew a sword light in the sky, raising his long distance---

"Shaojun, Shaojun, wait for me?"

"Shaojun?"

Lu Ying hurriedly lay on the big bluestone and waved his hand, but unfortunately Gu Linyuan didn't even give him a look.

"Oh, what should I do? Why did this little fairy Gu Ling fall in love with her? It was even more overwhelming that she even left another wild man to spend the night in her cave----"

"It's awful now. My young master won't be able to chop off the man surnamed Mu?"

"Even the woman my young master likes dares to get involved, it's just a matter of death---"

"But, what if the little fairy Gu Ling can't bear to bear it?"

Thinking of this, Lu Ying was a little anxious and quickly turned into a green dragon, which disappeared without a single moment.

......

Piaomiao Sect·Sect Square

It's very lively at this moment.

Whenever there is a major event, both inner and outer disciples will come here.

Now that the sect competition is about to come, it is affecting the hearts of every disciple in the Spiritual Realm.

"quiet---"

The sound was accompanied by soul power, and the square that was originally vented suddenly went out.

The person standing on the platform continued expressionlessly, "The once-in-a-century secret realm of Floating Clouds is about to open. It is a grand event for my Piaomiao Sect. During the temple, all sects will send disciples to them, but the quota is limited, and those with strength will get it."

"This sect competition is divided into three competitions, the first one is the ring match."

As soon as he finished speaking, a large string of words quickly appeared in the stele without words.

"As you see, in this competition, seven seats are set up in the arena, each person has seven chances to compete. The defending game is no less than three games, and winning five games will be promoted. Each game will win 100 merit points. If you win seven consecutive games, the merit points will be doubled, and you will be rewarded with a top-grade magic weapon and a foundation-building pill."

"The competition time is three days. Those who have not yet entered the competition will be treated as abstaining."

"There is no distinction between life and death on the ring. If you lose, you can admit defeat. If you are beaten down, you will lose. The winner cannot continue to attack---"

...

The man on the high platform said a lot of rules of the competition.

Soon, amid the discussion of many disciples, the man waved his hand and seven tall rings instantly appeared around the square.

Figures flew out quickly, and there was a strong man guarding each ring.

That's the referee in the ring.

"The sect competition begins now---"

The man on the high platform shouted loudly, and the drums shook the sky.

There was the brave one who rushed into the ring first.

"The disciples of Wanfa Peak are revealed, and I hope all the senior brothers will give you advice."

"Piaomiao Peak Disciple, Zheng Tong, I will give you advice."

"Weapon Refining Peak..."

...

As the stagers jumped up, the scene became more and more excited.

Jun Guling is also on the list.

She was excited not for anything else, but for the merit value.

Doubled---

One win is 100 merit points, which is more merit points than her tiring and tiring, and she takes on a mission for a month.

Not only that, the winning streak of seven games doubled-

That's one thousand four hundred points.

This is the first game, there are two more games later---

When she thought of this, she was extremely excited.

Aman, who was standing beside him, was also very excited and grabbed her arm and said:

"Senior Sister Guling, Senior Sister Guling, look, that one, that one is called Xingxing, have you seen it?"

Jun Guling glanced at him and said, "Showing it? It's in the No. 1 ring, with a tiger-back and bear-waisted waist, does that look extremely arrogant?"

"Yes, yes, it's him. I heard that he has reached the Great Perfection of Spiritual Realm, and has been stuck in this realm for twenty years and has not advanced. I heard that he is preparing for this secret realm. Not only that, he is also an extremely difficult physical practice---"

Jun Guling frowned after hearing this:

"Physical cultivation? Or the great perfection of the Spiritual Realm?"

"Yes, and I tell you, there are many people like him---"

After saying this, Aman said nervously: "Sister Guling, what if you are unlucky, what should you do if you meet such an opponent?"

Although she was confident that her defense was invincible at the same level, she had just entered the middle stage of the Spiritual Realm and faced such a senior old monk--

Aman was a little depressed.

Jun Guling looked speechless, "Why are you so unlucky? You can meet every game? Of course, it doesn't matter if you meet. You forgot the method I taught you. Have you practiced hard recently?"

"Yes, of course."

Aman looked anxious. If there weren't too many people around her, she would have wanted to perform a show for Jun Guling.

Seeing this, Jun Guling nodded, "That's good. Don't panic when you encounter such an opponent. Find the flaw and hit it with a blow---"

Seeing that Jun Gu Ling was like this, Aman suddenly felt relieved.

But to say that, Jun Guling still watched the game very seriously. Only by knowing himself and his enemy can he win every battle.

Most of the people who dare to rush forward are very confident in their own strength.

For example, the manifestation of the Wanfa Peak.

Not only does the cultivation level of the spiritual realm of great perfection, but also the physical cultivation level.
To be continued...