The Taoist priest Jin, who received the bad news, immediately looked bitter and whistled to the sky: "Ah, my lantern festival, didn't it mean there was a phoenix lantern? I also want to see birds building bridges, and also see the Cowherd and Weaver Girl practicing on the spot!!"

"Who told you what dual cultivation?" Jin Tong's voice was dull, but it sounded a bit subtle.

"Second brother." Taoist Xiao Jin looked innocent.

Very good, Jin Tong's eyes were frost and snowy.

At the same time, at the place where the witchcraft practitioners settled, a man named Second Brother sneezes.

"Waiter, right? Go back and clean him up."

The second brother shivered.

Jin Tong raised the branch blocking the side and explained softly: "In fact, tarot card practitioners have always been playing and having fun, trying to have enough food and drink. Hundreds of years ago, some people in the West made simple Western Qimen knowledge into tarots. For this part of China, combining tarots and some psychological knowledge from China is just a way to make money. What they earn is just the money of the world.

When the college invites them to come, most of the colleges are paying attention to this more secular sect, and they learn from the scriptures and promote the idea of ​​cultivating the truth together.

Unexpectedly, this college festival made them just give up a small follower. The people in Tarot are making trouble now."

The very strange boy who died just now was a seventeen-year-old child from the Tarot Sect.

I recalled his death situation. Although I was unwilling to say it, the murderer clearly wanted to destroy the body.

Jin Tong continued: "Although the academy was decisive and immediately found a casual cultivator with a criminal record nearby, and the person was temporarily detained, it seemed that the other party had never admitted it.

The casual cultivator who claimed to be a Western vampire was following the evil way of absorbing the magic power, bones and blood from the other party. Finally, he burned the person and thought that he would not be able to track him down, which was also in line with his death. This time he was also considered to have fallen in the academy."

It's quite smooth.

"Oh, the big guy is still worried?" Seeing that it was clear that it had been solved, the big guy still frowned and raised his head to ask.

Although most monks who knew about the matter thought that things were over here, Jin Tong didn't think so.

"after all……"

Jin Tong's light pupils seemed to be getting brighter and brighter.

The captured cultivator had a criminal record and had been on the run for many years, which shows that he was not a fool at all. So where was he not good at doing something, when was he not good at doing something, but he was going to be a place like a college festival? Do you want to hit someone with too many eyes and time difference, or is there any reason to have to do it?

Or maybe he was simply framed by someone...

Jin Tong shook his head. It was because Qingcheng Mountain was too leisurely that he would make random guesses.

He doesn't want to think about it any more.

In fact, he was like the treasure "Xuanwu" passed down from the sect. He practiced the turtle breathing technique every day, and wanted to be calm in his heart. He must not be troubled by such trivial matters. Since that is the case, just let it go. He only needs to protect the people in the sect.

The child looked up and curled his lips.

Alas, this cold look is again.

"Then tomorrow..." Taoist Xiao Jin still had fantasies in his heart.

Jin Tong patted his head and knew that he came for it. He comforted him: "Don't worry, tomorrow's 'College Cup Tomorrow' event will be held, go back and rest."

"oh!"

Hey, that's great, it's not in vain. The little Taoist Jin smiled a little and walked back behind Jin Tong.

The morning in Qingcheng Mountain naturally starts with the sound of birds. The air is fresh, making people unable to help but beat a seat to improve their mana.

But the morning of the clerk of the two-yuan shop started with Jiang Anzhi's shout.

Until he stood in front of Jiuqutan, Yi Ruchang still gritted his teeth, but his eyes were not open.

Yes, it's still a day when I get up!

If you talk about the difference today, you can easily touch the top of your head, bangs, back of your head, and beard for some reason, and you will feel a little refreshed.

“Refresh?”

Then he remembered that when they called themselves up in the morning, they were clamoring and whispering, something like "wash and then scrape" or something, "Don't make it bald."

What does it mean? Who is bald? It’s true. My hair is so strong that I can ask the Overlord to find me to endorse it!

Easy to scratch your head confidently again. Then put down your hands.

Then he raised his hand to touch his chin, and this time he did not put it down.

"Puff."

Mo Li and Jiang Anzhi turned their heads secretly with a smile, pretending not to see Yi Ruchang's doubtful eyes.

As for Ningning, she yawned a big yawn, squinted her eyes and took out the breakfast that Jiang Anzhi specially brought from her pocket: Hum? Grilled corn! It tastes good!

biajibiaji, your Ningning has temporarily exited the group chat.

Just as they were concentrating on awakening their own minds, there was another abnormal movement.

"Hey, look at that one!!"

"I'm going, it's too..."

"Don't say it, just take a picture."

The conversation between girls was mysterious. In addition to them, there were many eyes around him from time to time, twisting away, and then glancing over again.

The human vision is heavy, not to mention that it is even more obvious when a monk who does not open his eyes.

Feeling a little uncomfortable pressure, Yi Ruchang opened his eyes slightly, and looked around him almost in a arrogant manner, easily repelling all the gazes.

While rubbing his body, Yi Ruchang complained in a low and hoarse voice: "Little Lizi, did you do something strange last night? Why did I fall apart..."

As soon as these words came out, the whispers next to them became even more intense!

A woman, mysterious: "I'll go, you say that is attacking, which one is suffering?"

A man, confident: "Some people ask? It must be high attacks, and young people are affected..."

Another man, excited: "No, no, no! You didn't hear the tall man say that his bones were ache! It must have been too much force last night! Hiss, I was so excited that I took a photo of Weibo."

Another woman exclaimed: "Tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk tsk

These words fell into Mo Li's ears without any words, and his face was uncontrollable.

It is said that fujokovic can stand half of the sky, but it seems that the number of fujokovicians is also amazing.

No, right! Now isn't the time to think about this.

He shook his head, woke up and immediately changed the subject, pretending that he had not pushed them back, and laughed calmly, "Mr. Yi, I finally brought you back into the cave yesterday. Although I couldn't wait for a word of thanks, I wouldn't be suspected like this."

"Yeah?"

Hearing this, Yi Ruchang touched his butt, and then he felt relieved.

Wait a moment, don't worry?

Seeing this, Jiang Anzhi couldn't help but suck in his breath, and immediately stepped back three steps in his high heels: Why did this confirmation move relieve him? Could it be that he had experienced something before!

Yi Ruchang opened his eyes and found Jiang Anzhi's expression. After combining the words he said before, and the "whispers" that were becoming more and more popular among people around him, he felt that it was a little difficult to explain...

"What the hell are they looking at, you..."

Yi Ru often said, lowering her head and approaching Jiang Anzhi's face.

Somehow, Jiang Meiren suddenly felt guilty and wanted to retreat.

Yi Ruchang suddenly exerted force, pressing Jiang Anzhi's shoulder: "Wait a moment, don't move."

He squinted his eyes.

But I saw that the figure reflected in Jiang Anzhi's lenses unexpectedly had no bangs and his beard disappeared.

"hiss……"

Yi Ruchang touched his smooth face, and the skin under his hair hadn't seen the sun for a whole decade. He seemed to be as fair as before, without bangs blocking his eyes, almost as dazzling as the boy back then.

The difference is that he undoubtedly became more mature. The slight disdain in his eyes and the occasional seriousness are simply life-threatening.

Touching your chin, it was easy to express your self-appreciation naturally.

Meiren Jiang quickly turned her head and her neck turned red.

Really, just like Da Ge said, everyone has their own shortcomings and advantages. This man with a vicious mouth can only be treated well. But to be honest, it is really amazing. He should be 32 years old, and why does he look like he is in his early twenties?

She rubbed her red face, but was a little stunned.

"if……"

If Da Ge is still here, what is he like now?

The expression on the face of Meiren Jiang who was fleeing in a hurry was clearly grasped by Yi Ruchang's eyes, so she no longer pestered her.

Vocals rang out on the stage at this moment.

There is no need for any sound debugging and no equipment is needed. As long as the host's voice is a stern, the sound can be transmitted from the back mountain of Qingcheng Mountain to the front mountain.

This host seems to be a little famous in the world. Hearing his voice almost like a loudspeaker, he thought he was also a monk.

"Okay, dear audiences, monks, demons and monsters, I believe everyone knows that starting three years ago, in order to achieve the future development of the cultivation world, based on the original simple martial arts battle, the "Son of Tomorrow" three-track selection competition will be held at the college festival every year. As we all know, in our cultivation world, the most indispensable thing is these young people who represent the future.

This year's competition we arrived as promised will also bring you a new picture of the future of the world of cultivation."

here we go!
Chapter completed!