75 Aren't you interested in the Sword Ancestor's sword?
After a night of tossing and turning, Ji Chen didn't know when he fell asleep.
When he woke up, it was already daybreak.
He sat up from the ground in a trance and glanced at Ruan Xiaolu who was also sleeping on the ground and hadn't woken up yet.
It seemed that the two of them had been tangling on the ground all night and finally fell asleep accidentally.
Ji Chen touched his clothes subconsciously and with lingering fear - fortunately they were still neat and tidy.
He was not afraid of what he had done to others, but he was afraid of what Ruan Xiaolu had done to him.
It was okay to be forced to sleep with a man, but it was unacceptable to be forced to sleep with a woman.
Just at this moment, the waiter came and knocked on the door, saying that he needed to clean the room.
Ji Chen got up from the ground and went to open the door.
The waiter at the door first looked inside and found a girl lying on the ground. He was startled and quickly avoided it, "I, I didn't see anything!"
Ji Chen pulled him back, "Look carefully, she's wearing clothes!"
The waiter dared to enter the house, and looked at Ji Chen suspiciously again, without saying anything.
Ji Chen felt uncomfortable with his gaze, so he asked, "What's wrong?"
The waiter muttered softly, "The immortals still know how to play... on the ground..."
Ji Chen immediately gave him a big slap on the back of his head, "What are you thinking! We didn't do anything."
The waiter covered his head in pain, tears welling up in his eyes, "I didn't say anything, why did the immortals beat me..."
Although he didn't say anything, Ji Chen understood.
The waiter said, "Besides, you two got up so late, who wouldn't think something must have happened last night?"
Ji Chen was suddenly startled, "What time is it now?"
"It's afternoon."
Afternoon!
Then the first round of the competition is over, right?
Ji Chen went back to wake Ruan Xiaolu up, and saw her rubbing her sleepy eyes with a confused look on her face, and said faintly, "Your brother is really nice, he didn't even call you to participate in the disciple competition." Unexpectedly, Ruan Xiaolu
looked like she didn't care at all: "It doesn't matter, didn't Brother Chen go either? He must have seen that you and I were sleeping too soundly, so he called me twice and didn't wake me up, so he left."
"And I was planning to give up directly, I definitely can't beat him, so it's better not to compete."
This idea is really the same as Ji Chen's.
Ji Chen didn't want to fight either.
Because he would definitely not be able to win without the spirit stones, and using the spirit stones would feel like bullying the younger generation.
Perhaps Ruan Xiaolu's brother also knew that his sister was not the type to fight, so he didn't want her to go.
"Okay, as long as you don't mind. I actually have the same idea as you, and I wanted to just surrender and admit defeat."
"Why?" Ruan Xiaolu blinked her big eyes and looked up at Ji Chen, "Brother Chen is so powerful, he will definitely be able to get one of the top three, aren't you interested in the Sword Ancestor's sword?"
"Really not interested."
"What a pity... I wanted to see Brother Chen crush them." Ruan Xiaolu lowered her head in disappointment.
Ji Chen ignored her disappointment, reached out to take Ruan Xiaolu's party uniform on the bed, and threw it to her, "Get dressed, let's go and see the results of their competition."
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The first round of the six sects' disciples' competition ended very quickly, from the morning chenshi to the afternoon shenshi, which took only four and a half hours.
Originally, the disciples thought that the heads of the six major immortal sects would come to watch, but in the end, none of them came.
And not only did the heads of the immortal sects not come, but even more than half of the elders were missing.
Those who came to watch were the junior elders who had just been promoted to elders, and almost all the disciples of the sects signed up.
This resulted in more people participating in the competition than those on the stands.
After the first round of competition ended, many disciples gathered together, not to discuss the results, but to complain.
"We finally organized a disciple competition with such rich rewards, why didn't anyone come to watch?"
"Isn't the organizer the Wuji Sect? Why didn't the head of the Wuji Sect come? What is he busy with?"
"Who knows? His personal disciple Fu Changgeng is here, but he didn't come to watch. He doesn't act like a master at all."
"Oh, don't mention it. My personal master didn't come to watch either. I think they really have something to do and can't come."
When Ji Chen rushed over, the competition was just about to end. He
also ran into these disciples who were walking and complaining outside the Si Shen Temple.
He quickly heard the clues from the words of these disciples.
It seems that Xue Wuxi has begun to devote all his energy to the "Seventy-two Earthly Fiends".
So there must be seventy-two of the most powerful people missing on the field.
Because this formation has 72 points, each person must guard one point in order to perform it successfully, and one person cannot be missing.
As long as it is performed successfully, a net will be laid on the person in the center of the formation, and countless immortal ropes will extend from the net to lock that person.
The locked person cannot move and loses all spiritual power.
Even if there are spiritual stones or others have spiritual power, they cannot be used.
If a normal person is locked, any cultivator can kill him.
But Guitong is different. He is the body of a ghost clan. Even if he has no spiritual power, he can recover.
That's why Xue Wuxi had to let himself swing a fatal sword at Guitong, completely destroying his body and breaking it into powder.
After entering the Si Shen Temple, Ji Chen was looking for Fu Changgeng everywhere.
And Ruan Xiaolu was also looking for his brother Ruan Yichen.
The two of them soon found their desired targets.
Ruan Xiaolu ran towards Ruan Yichen happily, but Ji Chen stood still.
The moment Fu Changgeng saw Ji Chen, he trotted over like a happy rabbit.
"Senior, I made it! I'm in the next round!"
Ji Chen touched his head with satisfaction, as if he was touching his own apprentice, "Well, that's good."
Fu Changgeng said with disappointment: "It's a pity that Master is not here. I wanted him to watch me enter the next round."
Ji Chen persuaded him: "Your Master has something to do, so he asked me to watch you. It's the same, right?"
After all, they are all parents. Dad is still a grandfather, and Master is still a master. There is no difference .
But Fu Changgeng's eyes were still full of disappointment, and his face could not hide a trace of his thoughts.
It was obvious that he just wanted Xue Wuxi to be there.
What could Ji Chen do? The bond between the disciple and the master is different from that of outsiders.
After all, Ji Chen was also a person who had taught disciples.
He could only pat Fu Changgeng on the shoulder to comfort him.
Soon he asked again: "Why do you have such deep feelings for your master? Is he good to you?"
"This..."
Fu Changgeng hesitated for a moment and lowered his head.
"Not very good... but not bad either, he just has a cold personality."
"Then why are you still so devoted to him?"
Fu Changgeng raised his head again, his baby face showing the seriousness of an adult.
"My master never accepted disciples originally, but he accepted me. He said that he was attracted by my single water spiritual root qualification."
"But I am not the only one in this world who has single water spiritual root, but he chose me and flattered me."
"Later I found out that he took me in as a disciple because he felt that my parents had both passed away and it was too pitiful. It had nothing to do with my qualifications."
"Although he is not as enthusiastic about me as other masters are to their disciples, and he is always busy, but I know that he has me in his heart. He even makes longevity noodles for me on my birthday."
"I lost my parents when I was young. To me... he is my father."