After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

"No solution?"

"How can there be no solution?"

In the crowd surging, Zheng Wan looked up his head and looked at the roulette that was lit and extinguished. She couldn't understand how she stood here as a living person. If it is good or bad, it is not good. How can it be incomprehensible? .

True Monarch Fusheng twisted the Buddha beads, "Huh", and "Huh" with him, and a group of Danxinmen who came in mighty afterwards, all of them wearing indigo-blue martial robes, compared to those of Guixumen. Preface, it seems a lot more comfortable.

The first round-faced and round-eyed monk with a wide heart and fat body smiled:

"No solution? It's strange."

Dozens of people in Beimianmen and his party also lost their money. They were dressed in light blue robes, draped with the Big Dipper, and headed by a female monarch with a high crown.

"Mingyu Daoist, come and see, why is there no solution?"

The fat monk waved to the female monarch, and Zheng Wan turned his head subconsciously when he heard the name.

This is a heroic and prosperous woman with thick and dark eyebrows, her eyes are long and narrow, and she has a sassy look when she doesn't smile. It is really good to see at a glance.

Zheng Yu was very impressed with the Ming Yu Daojun. If Liu Yi was just a man who was brought to the limit in his dream, this Ming Yu Xingjun was a very rich and colorful stroke.

She is the future master of Beimianmen. She has been extremely talented since she was a child. She is quite accomplished in Xuanshu. She deduces the true biography of Jingsu Xianjun. The most important thing is—

This Mingyu Daojun is Cui Wang's irresistible friend, and the two have a fateful friendship in Shanmen Lundao.

However, it was about the nature of a woman. Zheng Wan remembers more that Daojun Mingyu has always admired Cui Wang, but this admiration is not obvious, she has never resorted to it, and Cui Wang has never known it.

"No solution?"

Daojun Mingyu laughed, "Then I have to take a look."

"Little monk, raise your head and let this monarch take a look."

Zheng Yu felt that a gentle but inviolable force lifted her jaw, Mingyu Zhenjun didn't know when he had walked in front of her, twisting a turtle back with his left hand, and pinching his right hand.

She gave another "Huh":

"The image of death?"

At this moment, a source of vitality tried to penetrate Zheng Wan's fingertips into her body like a needle, and she subconsciously resisted. Granny Jin said that any monk can't explore other people's cultivation qi without permission.

Unexpectedly, the opponent's Yuanli was like a sea of ​​stars, almost rushing in, and at this moment, Cui Wang moved.

He gently raised his hand and brushed it, and then the Yuan Li that entered Zheng Wan's body slapped back:

"Mingyu, it's over."

Mr. Mingyu laughed again:

"Li Wei, do you feel bad about this little beauty?"

In Cui Wang's unmoving eyebrows, she asked again:

"Little monk, I ask you, you are a lucid person? Foresee the slightest knowledge, and change your fate against the sky. If so, this nine-wheel roulette is really undetectable."

The audience was in an uproar.

There are people with lucid views, but those who can really change their lives against the sky, there are only three in the entire Profound Cang Realm. One exists in the legend, the Lord Ziwei Xing, but has disappeared; one has been driven to the west; there is another, just It is now the Great Elder of Beimianmen, Jingsu Xianjun.

"Yes."

Zheng Wan decided to hate this Mingyu because of the way she looked at her, as if she was a rare thing-no matter how rare it was, it was also a dead thing.

"Then would you like to enter my North Mianmen?"

Zhenjun Mingyu smiled kindly at her, "Go directly to the first peak of my **** machine and be my disciple in the room."

The audience was a sensation again.

This is a good thing to skip the primary election, the second election, and the final exam, and enter the inner door of the big sect-who doesn't want it?

Unexpectedly, Zheng Wan, who was at the center of the discussion, raised his head and refused:

"Thank you Zhenjun for showing love, I don't want to."

"Why?"

Ming Yu was surprised, "A transparent body, if you can practice profound arts, it's the most suitable."

Even Mrs. Jin persuaded her to agree in her mind, and Zheng Wan also knew that for the current situation, it was indeed profitable and harmless to accept it. Although Daojun Mingyu was a bit mad, but according to her dream, He is also an upright and upright person.

But Zheng Wan was unwilling.

She is awkward.

"I'm sorry, I... I want to see it again."

When this word fell into the ears of others, he didn't know how to promote it. True Monarch Mingyu was not annoyed. He just glanced at her from a mysterious place for a few more times. He was about to speak, but listened to the request of the floating Taoist:

"If not, enter my Heavenly Luozong?"

Zheng Wan doesn't want to be a big nun—

She glanced at the bald head of Fusheng Daojun, and thought with regret that if she had to cut off her long hair, she would rather not repair it.

"Fusheng, you are fooling around. When did your monk temple accept female disciples?"

"She is willing to come, she is the first one, little monk, are you coming?"

Zheng Wan also shook his head and refused:

"I don't want to cut my hair."

"You are not allowed to cut it."

A smile appeared on the face of True Monarch Floating, but he heard a "noisy" from the old opponent who had been silent next to him.

Cui Wang glanced at Zheng Wan, and walked away—not far, but walked straight to the position of Guixu Gate to recruit disciples, and then stood still.

As soon as Zhenjun Liwei left, the Danxinmen, Beimianmen, and the following ones all went to everyone, waiting for the roulette to delete the first round of passers.

Zheng Wan was left here.

She seemed to stand in a daze, but in reality she was almost filled with Mother Jin’s screams:

"Mother-in-law!"

"Go, you must go to Yuqingmen!"

Granny Jin screamed, "Although you are the root of Bing Yuan, you are not suitable for that cold spell, but if it is very compatible with Yuqingmen's "Moxu Jing", there is no way to make the sky..."

Zheng Yu was dazzled by her yelling.

"Could it be that Yuqing Sect is the most gorgeous and beautiful sect?"

She noticed the team that had come recently. They were next to the first team at Guixu Gate. There were men and women, with fluttering clothes, handsome men and women, but the facial features were not very attractive. The indescribable charm makes people want to see it again and again.

"Yes."

Granny Jin said in a deep voice, "Don’t look at it more, they are only practising the lowest level of charm, but Yuqingmen Cangshu Pavilion has another volume of immortal scriptures, called'Moxujing', which is created by the combination of virtual and real. Cultivating to the Mahayana level can create a realm, confuse people, and match your temperament. Bing Yuangen can also help you get through the initial impetuousness of the Moxu Jing."

"Entering the Danxinmen, mother-in-law, I almost forgot the old witch's practice, she is now...should be soaring?"

Zheng Wan retracted his gaze, looked at the city guard, and was about to ask how she worked, but when she saw the floating Taoist priest stepping on the lotus, he twisted the ten fingers of the Buddha beads like jade bones, and smiled:

"Little monk, are you looking at Liwei?"

The Guixu Gate is next to the Yuqing Gate, and I was misunderstood.

Zheng Wan shook his head. He hadn't spoken yet, but he heard the harmony voice of the floating Taoist:

"Bing Yuangen, top grade, fifteen bone age, entering the middle stage of the Yuan realm, I can see it, you can enter the Guixu gate."

The city guard was startled, and even the little monks on the left and right after Zheng Wan began to whisper.

"Is there anything wrong with Floating True Monarch? Tianpin Bing Yuangen, but he didn't enter the mid-primary realm until fifteen..."

To the effect is unlikely.

The floating true monarch smiled, like the Buddha holding flowers:

"In the big world, there are so many things in life, how can it be impossible?"

However, Zheng Yu remembered that this Li Jin belonged to the Floating True Monarch... the mortal memory is still there.

"The true monarch said so, he is so."

The city guard looked at Zheng Wan with a complex expression. Such Yuan Gen, no matter which sect he entered, was a disciple of the inner sect. Of course... if his xinxing was not enough, it might not be necessary.

"Go to the market."

Real Lord Floating smiled and said.

Zheng Wan looked at the inviolability in his eyes, and subconsciously remembered that Li Jin's Only Connaught, which is the reincarnation of one soul, why is there such a big change?

"Can you ask True Monarch, why do you want me to go to the market?"

"This gentleman just wants to watch a play."

Zhenjun Fusheng put his hands on her shoulders, and turned around with Zheng Yu, motioning her to look at Cui Wang.

But seeing the man's eyebrows stern, as if brilliance faded in his eyes, and the two looked at each other, Cui Wang turned his head indifferently.

"Is it interesting?"

True Monarch Floating laughed, "This mortal... a worthwhile trip."

The corners of Zheng Wan's lips raised slightly, and he reminded him softly:

"True Monarch Floating, do you still remember the promise made before?"

"Remember, this gentleman never talks."

"I want True Monarch to help me enter the Yuqing Gate."

"Yuqingmen?"

True Monarch Floating Twisted the Buddha beads, but his eyebrows revealed the peculiar displeasure of high-ranking people after being disobeyed, "That one is all repaired by Fly Ying Gougou, not as good as my Buddhist sect's joy of Zen, if it were not the first generation of sect masters. It's too outstanding, I'm afraid it would have been removed from the seven sects a long time ago."

"I will help you and Liwei rebuild the old well, are you not happy?"

Zheng Wan is decisive:

"I'm not happy."

"Didn't this monarch tell you that Li Wei can hear your words."

True Monarch Floating laughed, Zheng Wan looked at Cui subconsciously, but saw him standing still like a mountain, his side face like ice and snow sculpture, cold and hard.

She turned her head indifferently:

"True Monarch was wrong. I only met Liwei True Monarch in a peaceful way. We have had an intersection, and now I have no trace of it."

"Good temperament!"

True Lord Floating caressed his palm and laughed, "My Lord is happy."

"Okay, so you don't want to go to the ruins, stand there and pierce Liwei's eyes. Don't worry, now it's just the primary election, and the sect belongs to the undecided. The real result will not come out until the third round. If you still want to go to Yuqing Gate by that time, this monarch will help you."

Having received this promise, Zheng Wan naturally did not want to disobey the Floating True Monarch in the section, and he really stood among the small cultivators at the Guixu Gate.

Next to them were small dolls of about six or seven years old. She stood so slim among them. She really stood out from the crowd and could be seen at a glance. In order to make True Monarch Floating look happy, Zheng Yu even moved to the opposite side of Cui Wang.

Cui Wang looked solemnly, Zheng Wan looked up and smiled at him.

She watched Cui Wang lowered her gaze, she stopped making troubles, and stood there obediently, waiting for the results of the first trial.

It took a day and night to choose people on the roulette wheel, which was nothing to the monks. In the end, one hundred and twenty people were selected.

Zheng Yu also understood in those whispers that the so-called roulette selection is only a preliminary suggestion, that is, the position of the monk, and it is only showing the initial intentions to the sect. The result is still unknown. In the end, he has to go back. The people at the market gate entered the Taibai gate, some who wanted to go to the Tianzun gate entered the Yuqing gate, and some who wanted to go to the Yumon gate, but went to the Huanxi Sect...

There are a total of twelve sects in the seven gates, three sects and two sects. Among the countless cities in the Profound Cang Realm, the first one is only the smallest one, and in the end, those who can stand out and enter the large sects, each has no more than a hundred people, and those who can enter the inner gates, Can be worthy of three people.

"Only entering the inner gate of Yuqingmen is eligible to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion."

Granny Jin reminded her.

Zheng Wan has heard the city guard announce:

"The first level, the primary election is over."

They swung their sleeves away neatly and uniformly. Before Zheng Yu could react, he felt that his feet were in the air and stood on a wide area with a flat green front underneath, and endless auspicious clouds next to him. He just listened to the front. A familiar sentence came:

"Grasp it."

She subconsciously grabbed the white robe in front.

But when she saw Jiangfeng Hunting and Hunting Station, she stepped on Cui Wang's sword, next to the Guixu Gate Sword, and behind her self-cultivation, she took a young monk and hurried to the end of the sun.

"Where are we going?"

"The second level, Chi Youcheng."