Time flies. It has been more than half a month since the battle with Xuanye in Jialan City.

With the help of the elders, the lake water in Jialan City has receded. The monsters in the city have also gradually awakened. They must adapt for a period of time before they can slowly connect with the current world of immortal cultivation.

Pei Ji and his senior sister were the most seriously injured. After recuperating for a period of time, they can finally move freely.

Ningning practiced sword for a whole day yesterday. As soon as she left the hospital in the morning, she heard a powerful sound not far away.

The voice was clearly a light and pleasant female voice, but it was read out with a tone of fearlessness, like thunder in the sky, and the monkeys kept crying.

"Fuck you, the center of the Creation Spirit Gathering! The Yin and Yang Five Elements are in my hands, and the essence of the sun and the moon is swallowed into the Danshe, my sweet mother! Explore the root of the sky, and the true breath will give birth to spring. The mysterious and yellow are blended, and the whole body is renewed. Bones, muscles, skin and flesh, come and avenge your mother's Qiankun Bangbang Hammer! Ah——! Die for me!"

The words are sonorous and every word is paused .

She recited the recitation to the effect of shouting, as if she could pack up and debut on the spot in the next second, and her stage name is MC Iron Rose.

Ningning just remembered that the academy where the eldest senior sister has not graduated for many years is about to usher in the annual final exam. If she fails again, she will have to continue to suffer for a whole year.

——But this way of recitation with a curse is too much! Senior sister is calm!

Ning Ning was worried and walked towards the sound. As expected, she saw Zheng Weiqi at the edge of the cliff.

She was still wearing men's clothes, with her hair tied up high. Her delicate features were illuminated by the morning sun. At first glance, she was indeed a beautiful woman, but it was a pity that her features were too fierce, and she kept roaring, which made her recite the book like killing pigs.

Noticing someone approaching, Zheng Weiqi stopped and raised her head slightly. Seeing that it was Ning Ning, she smiled brightly: "Junior Sister!"

"Senior Sister."

The morning reading she had just heard was still ringing in her ears. Ning Ning was a little confused: "Didn't Master cast a forbidden spell to forbid you to swear?"

"You don't understand this."

Zheng Weiqi smiled mysteriously, jumped off the boulder at the top of the cliff, and stirred up a breeze: "Do you still remember the content of the forbidden spell?"

Ning Ning would naturally not forget this.

The verbal dispute between the eldest senior sister and the young city lord in Galan City was a masterpiece, and it still ranks among the top three in Ning Ning's "classic scenes in the world of cultivation".

As for the content of the forbidden spell, as long as you swear, you will do the thing that you are most opposed to at this time. Now she is activating the spell while reciting -

so that's it!

Ning Ning suddenly realized something and opened her eyes wide. She looked at Zheng Weiqi with a bit of admiration.

The eldest sister is indeed the eldest sister. The last thing she wanted to do at this moment was to recite. Once she used the forbidden spell that Tian Xianzi cast on her,

she could force herself to recite non-stop and never stop!

What a talent!

Cursing and reciting at the same time, the two complement each other, it is simply a perpetual motion of reciting.

I am afraid that even Tian Xianzi himself could not have thought that the spell would be used in this place.

"I've been studying a lot lately, and my mouth and ears are almost knotted. Those bastard elders not only don't know how to let off steam, but they also test us all day long, either you or me, about some bullshit."

Zheng Weiqi said with a grin, her eyes curved flatteringly: "Junior sister, I've learned so much that I'm tired. Do you want to go with me to earn some pocket money?"

Ningning was stunned: "Pocket money? Setting up a stall?"

"Of course not! I'm about to take an assessment, and I don't have time to go down the mountain to buy anything. Don't you know? There are ways to make money in our mountain gate."

Seeing the little girl frowning in confusion, Zheng Weiqi said patiently: "The pagoda! The higher the floor, the greater the possibility of dropping high-level treasures. If you are lucky, you don't have to worry about food expenses for a whole year - didn't you get a priceless ghost bead?"

It seems so.

But she gave it to Pei Ji.

"Although the chance of encountering hidden plots is very small, even the items dropped in the normal levels are of high value. Let's find another person and go directly to the illusion of the extreme mode. After one battle, we will definitely gain a lot."

Zheng Weiqi smiled and said, "As the saying goes, three people make a tiger! I just learned a new word, and I put it into practice. Isn't it amazing!"

Ning Ning: ...

Ning Ning was heartbroken: "Senior sister, 'three people make a tiger' is not used like this."

——Is this what you call "superb"? Can you really pass this assessment, senior sister? ? ?

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The sky was hazy with rain and fog.

The illusion gradually emerged in front of her eyes. The first thing Ning Ning felt was a chill that went straight to her bones.

Zheng Weiqi deliberately chose the notoriously difficult floor of the pagoda. They came in with the notoriously poor He Zhizhou and the notoriously vicious Pei Ji.

Unlike the last time they separated after entering the pagoda, the four of them appeared in the same place this time.

This place looks very much like a small town in the south of the Yangtze River during the plum rain season. The thick smoke and dark rain weave a big net that falls from the sky, from the clouds to the light green clothes of the wild grass.

It should be evening now, and the dusk is about to fall. There is no sun or moon in the sky, only cotton-like clouds piled up in groups, blocking the skylight.

They were standing on a long embankment. Not far away was a quiet river, which was dyed a misty dark gray by the milky white mist. The willows swayed in the wind, causing the spring mist and rain to come. The cool breeze blew gently, rippling the jade-colored river like a cold mirror.

A stone bridge spanned the river. Looking back, there were low houses with green tiles and white walls, all soaked in the rain and mist, and the traces could not be seen clearly.

It was more like a piece of black ink smeared on rice paper, which seemed distant and unclear.

Ningning took a deep breath of air. The cool sweetness mixed with the smell of grass and trees was like a refreshing dessert in summer, which made people feel refreshed.

This illusion was not mentioned in the original novel, so she didn't know the details. She only heard Zheng Weiqi say that it had stumped many Jindan and even Yuanying disciples.

She was obsessed with setting up stalls down the mountain and rarely came to the pagoda. She heard that this level was extremely difficult, so she never tried it.

A cry came unexpectedly, as sad as if someone accidentally lost a lottery ticket with a prize of 5 million.

Ning Ning used her aura to block the dense raindrops and looked in the direction of the sound.

There were few people on both sides of the embankment. The closest person to them was a young girl in a long emerald dress.

The girl was holding up an oil-paper umbrella embroidered with lilac flowers, and was sobbing softly with her head down. Although her face was covered with her hands and her appearance could not be seen clearly, her swaying posture like dew flowers and her faintly exposed facial features should be considered beautiful.

She seemed to be trying her best to suppress her crying, and each sob was fragmented, like debris blown away by the wind, hitting the eardrums of others. She deserved to be cold, desolate and melancholy, and she could definitely make a guest appearance in "Rainy Alley".

"She cried so sadly."

He Zhizhou thought intently: "As far as I know, in almost all the plots of the storybooks, this kind of scene where a person walks in the rain and sheds tears originates from a sad relationship - this requires me, a handsome young man, to come on stage and give her a little comfort."

Zheng Weiqi is indeed a seasoned man. She glanced at him lightly and tightened the long sword at her waist: "As far as I know, in almost all the plots of the pagoda, the girl will only be an out-and-out demon - don't fall for the beauty trap and be sent out as soon as you come in."

"So what if it's a monster." He Zhizhou was indeed a otaku who was proficient in all kinds of beautiful girls' love games in his previous life. After grinning, he rubbed his hands together confidently: "I'll tell you the story of White Snake and Xu Xian when I go back. With my personal charm, even if it's a monster, I can turn the situation around and turn it into a beautiful love legend."

"You?"

Ning Ning was used to retorting him: "When it comes to love legends, my little junior brother's face is more suitable to be the male lead."

Pei Ji pursed his lips and said nothing.

As soon as Ningning finished speaking, she heard the sobbing beside her suddenly stop, and then there was the splashing sound of something falling to the ground -

it turned out that the ground was slippery in the rain, and the girl in green fell to the ground while crying, and the oil-paper umbrella was blown away by the wind, leaving her alone in the rain, struggling to get up.

Her green clothes touched the water, like a blooming duckweed.

And her appearance finally became clear in the rain mist, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her eyes were like autumn water, she was really sad and resentful, and I felt pity for her.

"Now it's my turn to play! Pei Ji, you should learn well, it will be useful for picking up girls in the future."

He Zhizhou lowered his voice: "I've seen this plot before, it's nothing more than helping her up, asking about her well-being, and then introducing the plot in the conversation. You just watch it carefully."

After a pause, he continued: "Don't you think that her skirt, spread out like this, looks like a big round scallion cake? It makes me a little hungry - can you eat things in the fantasy world?"

Ning Ning: ...

With your level of thinking, it doesn't seem like you can develop a love story! Please go to the stall and fry scallion cakes directly, thank you!

For some reason, she suddenly had a bad feeling in her heart, and even began to worry about the girl.

He Zhizhou did what he said without hesitation. He immediately took a step forward and shouted in line with the plot: "Girl, what's wrong with you!"

He didn't hold an umbrella, and his feet were swaying in the water. Sometimes he stepped on the moss on the shore and swayed to the left and right involuntarily. He

didn't look like a gentleman, but more like a duck walking.

This was destined to be a love story between a duck and a scallion cake.

When the girl in green saw him, she raised her eyes with tears in her eyes, stretched out her right hand tremblingly, and called out delicately, "Young Master."

Ningning had already vaguely guessed the ending, and sighed in her heart.

——He Zhizhou ran very fast, so he would never notice that there was a huge piece of wet moss near the place where the girl in green slipped.

The next moment, he will personally interpret what "scoring twice" means.

The moss said, the shoes kissed me with pain, but I responded with songs.

He Zhizhou's movements were comparable to the Philippine national diving team. After a ten thousand Buddhas paying homage, he fell backwards with his hands up and his legs straight, just like the girl in green, and fell hard.

He thought things couldn't get worse.

But the hammer of fate finally fell on the delicate shoulders of this beautiful young man.

——Before he fell, he was running in the direction of the girl in green.

Newton's coffin lid is still there. According to the law of mechanics, under the action of inertia, even if he falls to the ground, he will continue to slide towards her.

Question: What will happen if the girl in green stays where she is and He Zhizhou slides down towards her?

Answer: I can't bear to answer.

His legs keep moving forward, and his feet land right on the girl's shoulders.

Then he kicks her far away.

Or the kind that keeps spinning and sliding far away.

Today, it was misty and rainy, and He Zhizhou met a girl who was spinning and sliding away like a spinning top.

She has the color of a spinning top, the fragrance of a spinning top, and the sorrow of a spinning top. She is sad and confused in the rain.

She slides by like a dream, sad and confused like a dream. Like a spinning top sliding by in a dream, the girl slides by his side.

She silently goes farther and farther, to the dilapidated shore.

Wait.

The shore.

He Zhizhou suddenly widens his eyes, stretches out his right hand in vain like a loach in the rain, and lets out a loud wail: "No——!"

He thought that in this script, he could become the handsome male protagonist who has passed through a sea of ​​flowers. Unexpectedly, he guessed the beginning, but could never guess the ending.

He is not Xu Xian, but a spinning top rope.

The blue-clothed woman he kicked away turned around and slid all the way to the end of the levee.

When she fell into the river, He Zhizhou saw her expression.

It was like she had finally found the person who stole her five million lottery ticket. She was shocked, terrified, angry, and so on. It was more abstract than an abstract painting.

In the distance, a passerby screamed loudly, with a voice that could break through the fog, flying into the sky and standing shoulder to shoulder with the dark clouds: "Help! Murder!"

Who would have thought.

It was obviously a complicated plot-based adventure game, but the player took a different approach and directly murdered an important NPC at the beginning.

Zheng Weiqi couldn't bear to watch it and let out a long sigh.

Ning Ning covered her face with her hands, speechless and choking.

Pei Ji's eyes were a little confused, as if he couldn't understand why He Zhizhou's "study hard" was like this.

If Fu Tuta could speak, he would definitely say that classic saying in anger -

Are you kidding me? You guys are the worst class of students I have ever taught!