Chapter 157 The Second Competition
Opening day.
The leaders and direct descendants of the ten major sects had already arrived.
Abbot Jizhen tapped the ground with his Zen staff, and instantly, dozens of spectator seats that could accommodate thousands of people rose up in front of the huge pagoda; Fairy Yuehua casually threw down a model of an exquisite small building covered with jewels and precious stones. The model fell to the ground, and in the midst of smoke, magnificent pavilions and towers stood up in an instant.
In the Penglai Immortal Sect’s team.
Xiao Xuantong, "Wow——"
No matter how many times he has seen the buildings in Tongzhou, Xiao Xuantong always finds them magical.
The houses on Penglai Island basically don't care about aesthetics.
As long as it's habitable, it's fine.
The Penglai Immortal Sect on the mountain is quite majestic.
After all, Penglai Immortal Sect once produced a few particular people who had the leisure to renovate Penglai Immortal Sect, basically laying the foundation for the direction of its architectural style.
Although Penglai is poor, they are rich enough to be compared with sects such as Wandan Valley and Xuantian Pavilion.
All I can say is that the Penglai disciples do not have high material desires.
As long as everyone has food and drink and a place to live, that's enough.
Didn’t you see that even the ancestors in the back mountain dug a hole in the cliff to meditate in seclusion?
Frugality is a traditional virtue of the Eldar.
Seeing this, Chi Jin, who had once been a demon king and had seen countless precious treasures and exotic beasts, snorted softly, "Big Brother, I will buy you the biggest one from now on!"
"No need," Xiao Xuantong shook his head. He said sincerely, "Let's buy a smaller one. A big one won't make me feel safe."
He had nothing to be embarrassed about.
After all, there is no need to explain the relationship between the five people of Penglai Immortal Sect.
Chang Huaijin came over with a smile, "Junior brother, give me one too."
"Okay." Chi Jin agreed immediately.
Wu Yu rolled his eyes, "Such a show-off."
Chi Jin, "?"
"Don't talk, kelp spirit. I won't buy it for you."
Wu Yu sneered, took out a stack of land deeds from his mustard seed bag, and threw them in front of Chi Jin.
"What do I need from you?"
Chi Jin, "..."
hateful!
I have nothing to say to rich second generation like you.
Last year, the case of the Chang family massacre was already closed.
It was common for demons to break through the seal. No matter how hard Tongzhou investigated, they couldn't find anything. The Chang twins could only blame themselves for their bad luck.
Fortunately, all the property under the name of the Chang family was able to return intact to the hands of Chang Huaijin and Wu Yu under the protection of Feng Wuya. No one dared to divide up his apprentice's things under Feng Wuya's nose.
Therefore.
The twins of the Chang family became rich second generation overnight.
Although this is not their original wish, who dares to say that being a rich second generation is not a pleasant thing?
The direct descendants around with their ears perked up: "..."
So why on earth do you, the Penglai Immortal Sect, put a stack of land deeds in the mustard seed bag you use for the competition?!
Are you planning to use your wealth to put your enemies to shame?
The more lively the fellow students are.
Ruan Wei, who was squatting on the ground finishing the formation diagram, became even more sad, "..."
She spoke tremblingly:
"Second Uncle, I..." Can you please draw it later? It's so embarrassing!
Before he finished speaking.
"Um?"
Chao Jian glanced at him coldly.
He looked as if to say, "If you continue talking, I will show mercy and punish you a hundred and sixty times."
The coldness of the master uncle is minus eight degrees.
Ruan Wei: "Second Master, I see there seems to be a little sweat on your handsome face. Oh, Second Master, are you a little tired? Otherwise, I will find a stool for you to sit on and rest for a while. Second Master——"
Given his previous experiences, Ruan Wei quickly admitted his mistake.
Chao Jian sneered, "Shut up and keep painting."
Ruan Wei: “…”
"oh."
The girl lowered her head and continued to squat on the ground to finish her homework with difficulty.
She was muttering to herself, writing with the magic pen in her hand, and cursing in her mind.
Ruan Wei: The child is in pain, who can understand!!!
Chao Jian, who had originally agreed to lead the team this time, suddenly turned off the communication talisman and did not appear in the Hehuan Sect for three consecutive days.
Ruan Wei thought that Second Uncle-Master would not come.
After all, this time the trip to the Hehuan Sect was led by Fairy Jinggan from the Wanjian Sect, and Ruan Wei felt that Second Uncle-Master would definitely not dare to come.
She was so happy that she almost ran out to buy some firecrackers to set off to her heart's content, but Wu Yu persuaded her to stop.
Since he couldn't come to the court, Ruan Wei simply threw the formation diagram behind him.
Unexpectedly——
If she had known that her Second Uncle, whom she couldn't contact at all, would show up in their courtyard on the morning of the opening day, how could she have dared to cut corners?!
Eighty times is really too much, I can’t finish it, I really can’t finish it…
Chao Jian got angry when he saw her half-dead look.
His forehead was throbbing violently.
Chao Jian couldn't help but scold, "Look at you, what do you look like?!"
"You're not serious at all. It's fine if you haven't finished the formation diagram. Look at the talisman you drew. It's all crooked and twisted. I'm telling you, don't think that this talisman was successful because of your talent. It's all just luck, understand?!"
When the direct descendants of Xuantian Pavilion next door heard this, they felt that eavesdropping was not a good idea, but at the same time they could not help but look at the talismans that Ruan Wei had carelessly scattered on the ground.
Faced with the talisman that seemed somewhat familiar but also seemed not quite recognizable.
Several direct descendants were horrified.
This technique, this brushstroke!
Ruan Wei, tell me the truth, have you been secretly learning to write from those medical practitioners in Wangxi Valley?
This writing style is even more chaotic than their lives!
How on earth could such an ugly thing that can't even be called a talisman be recognized by the Heavenly Dao and condensed into a shape, with horizontal strokes being vertical, left strokes being left, right strokes being short at the top and long at the bottom, or vice versa?
Qi Baiji slowly turned his noble head away.
His eyes were filled with fatigue.
Oh.
Now no one is surprised that Ruan Wei can draw talismans.
besides--
He will be irreconcilable with geniuses throughout his life!!!
Well... forget about being a rich second generation, after all, he is one too ~
Seeing Ruan Wei squatting on the ground pitifully, he poked at her with the pen.
Although I am very angry at this lustful senior sister, but——
Chi Jin: "Second Uncle, it seems to be about to begin."
Chao Jian saw through his thoughts at a glance. His expression darkened and he sneered, "You still have the time to help her out."
"Have you used all the sixty-four character formulas?"
"What level of body forging are you at?"
"Have you written down the theory, method, prescription, and medicine?"
"Your Third Uncle said that if your acupuncture skills become rusty after you return, she will consider acupuncturing you into hemiplegia and then letting you save yourself."
Chi Jin, "..."
Chao Jian launched into a barrage of attacks.
Each sentence is stronger than the last.
Chi Jin was scolded until he became shorter and shorter, and finally he just squatted next to Ruan Wei.
Ruan Wei poked the pen and he poked the ground.
The two little mushrooms, who were scolded to the point of becoming autistic, shivered in the wind, snuggling together to welcome the crazy destruction from the big devil.
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