After I was reborn, I became a top player in the cultivation world

Meng Jiujiu stayed for a long time before he came back to his senses.

Meng Zhixin actually became the acting head?!

As soon as her probing eyes fell on Jiang Li,

Jiang Li nodded, looking very pleased.

Ever since the Nepeta Incident broke out and Meng Shijiu suddenly left, Meng Zhixin had learned from the pain and finally decided to take on the heavy responsibility of acting head after discussing with everyone.

Meng Zhixin looked at Meng Jiujiu's foolish expression and said with a smile, "Fat man must be scared to death. I am the one everyone expects..."

Meng Jiu jumped up and beat his silly brother on the head.

"You idiot!"

The position of the leader is so important, and Meng Zhixin is impulsive and willful, and any wrong decision may destroy the Sword Spirit Sect.

He is actually still silly and happy!

Meng Zhixin was beaten all over the floor, "Young Master was elected by everyone."

The two siblings fought on the spot, and Shen Fuling, who had been hiding behind Bai Wei, poked her head out and laughed in a sinister way.

"Sword Spirit Sect is really lively, there are good shows to watch every day."

Meng Shijiu and Meng Zhixin both turned back.

"I want you to take care of it!"

They are noisy, but they don't tolerate anyone else saying a word.

Accompanied by Amber's slightly raucous voice, a ball of flames flew past Shen Fuling's head.

Scattered flames rushed to Bai Wei's body. She frowned slightly and immediately cast a spell to put it out.

But Shen Fuling was obviously not so lucky.

She was so frightened that she temporarily forgot how to cast the spell and let out a series of piercing screams on the spot.

"Help me quickly!"

Meng Jiu looked at Shen Fuling coldly, "Lingbi Valley is also very lively. You can sing wherever you go."

Bai Wei felt quite embarrassed, so she had to turn around and save Shen Fuling herself.

"Little Junior Sister, I think you should avoid messing with that Meng Jiujiu. What's the point of having a higher level of cultivation than her? If you're not being teased by her again and again, you really lose the reputation of Lingbi Valley."

Shen Fuling gritted her teeth with hatred, "Sister, it's easy to say that Meng Shijiu is full of tricks. You'll know it when you meet him in person!"

After this farce, the other sects present looked at the Sword Spirit Sect less contemptuously than before.

At noon, Fang Hai, the owner of the Lingbi Valley, personally presided over the pre-competition grouping of the Shen Ying Conference.

The first round is a duel between two people from each sect, and the opponent is determined based on a temporary draw. It is usually used to filter out some salted fish who are interested in participating.

The second round will be a single-player competition based on the previous round.

The winner who is still listed at the end can enter the final showdown to search for the divine staff.

Meng Jiujiu did not participate in this conference in his previous life, so the information he received was very limited, so he could only participate obediently.

She suddenly asked, "Acting head, you haven't encountered any blackmailers here, right?"

Meng Zhixin suddenly blushed.

"I didn't bring enough travel expenses. I didn't go out much at all this time. If you don't believe me, ask Jiang Li."

Jiang Li was also a little helpless, "I didn't expect that when we came, you had already bought the sky lantern."

Coincidentally, among the people participating in the Sword Spirit Sect's competition this time, except for the unlucky Jiang Li.

The rest of the people escaped because they were too poor.

Meng Jiu couldn't help but feel a little funny.

"Are you sure she bought it?"

Meng Zhixin's eyes wandered to Xie Fan, keeping secrets.

Xie Fan just said calmly, "I have received a lot of care from you in the Sword Spirit Sect. Let me express my feelings."

Meng Zhixin's searching look continued to advance.

"Are you sure we're taking care of you?"

Xie Fan raised his eyebrows slightly, gave a playful smile, and stabbed Meng Zhixin mercilessly.

"We haven't seen you for many days. The acting head is still shy, but he talks more."

"That's wrong, that's wrong." Meng Zhixin covered her heart, feeling like she was being stabbed through. "Can you please be gentle? Why is Senior Meng so partial?"

There was another person who felt equally distressed, it was Jiang Li.

The ambiguous atmosphere lingering between Meng Shijiu and Meng Chen became stronger and stronger, which made him feel even more uneasy.

Meng Jiujiu was so embarrassed that he coughed a few times. He looked up and unexpectedly saw that besides Gu Rufeng, there was also an unfamiliar middle-aged monk standing next to Fang Hai.

At first glance, this middle-aged man is slightly chubby and his appearance looks more aged than Fang Hai.

He has a Chinese character face, two curved eyebrows as thick as paint, and a pair of round eyes that exude peace and calmness, making him very kind.

What's even more strange is that the temperament between this man's eyebrows and eyes is vaguely similar to that of the little thief Qianhua!

Meng Jiu asked strangely, "Who is this? Why have I never seen it before?"

"This is Senior Du Ruo. Like the third elder and the fourth elder, he has been in seclusion since the war a few years ago and only recently came out."

After Jiang Li said this, he stepped forward and drew lots.

In the first round of selection, he and Meng Shijiu were paired together, and their opponents were Su Su and Qu Lin from Miaoyin Pavilion.

After watching several other groups of events, it was finally Meng Shijiu’s turn to play in person.

As soon as the two parties arrived, Jiang Li politely came forward and wanted to chat with the other party.

Unexpectedly, Su Su had a cold face and looked directly past Jiang Li, piercing Meng Jiujiu.

"Meng Jiu, it's not too late to surrender together with your senior brother. Otherwise, the Sword Spirit Sect will be completely disgraced in a short while."

Her tone was unkind, and Meng Shijiu was naturally unkind.

"I see that your scar has healed and you have forgotten the pain. The senior brother next to you has not forgotten how he was beaten all over the floor by me last time."

Qu Lin looked at Meng Jiu with a slightly flinching expression.

In the last street battle, he finally experienced the nature of this Yaksha.

Su Su was so angry that she stomped on Qu Lin hard, "What are you afraid of her doing? Our two cultivation levels are no worse than hers. We have to make this little bitch look good today!"

As soon as Su Su finished speaking, Meng Shijiu had not yet taken action.

In front of Qu Lin, there was a sharp scratch, which penetrated deeply into the stone ground in the field, and there was a hidden fury of thunder.

Looking up, it was Judge Jiang Li who had the pen in his hand and made the first move!

"Is it Miaoyin Pavilion's specialty to speak evil words?"

He has always had a gentle temperament, but he also cannot tolerate others slandering Meng Jiujiu and the Sword Spirit Sect.

Not to be outdone, Su Su immediately took out her jade flute and greeted him.

She is currently in the second half of Nascent Soul. She may not have a chance of winning against Jiang Li, who is also in the second half of Nascent Soul. However, Miaoyin Pavilion's skills have perfect dodge points.

Using music to disturb the enemy, waiting for an opportunity to strike, the body skills are dexterous, and if a woman uses them well, she will get twice the result with half the effort.

Moreover, Meng Jiu noticed that the jade flute in Su Su's hand was different from the one a few days ago.

This is a third-level spiritual weapon. I don’t know where I bought it at a high price. With the help of this thing, Su Su, who was in the early stage of Nascent Soul, became so powerful that he overpowered Jiang Li, who was slightly higher in cultivation.

Jiang Li fought and retreated, at a disadvantage, and was even forced to a corner of the field.

Su Su looked arrogant, "You want to stand up for Meng Jiu, but you're not worthy!"

Seeing that half of Jiang Li's body was already outside, Meng Shijiu was also a little anxious. Unexpectedly, Su Su's expression suddenly changed in the next second.

Her right hand holding the jade flute could not move!

"How could this happen? What did you do?"

Only then did Meng Shijiu notice that Su Su was stepping on every step that Jiang Li took back, and that every time Jiang Li took a step back, she would set up an inch of confinement technique, forming a tight web, and then she would pull Su Su directly.

Locked on the field!

"Accepted."

Jiang Li's face didn't change, and his pen strokes were like the wind, stabbing Su Su's right hand, and he was about to destroy her dominant hand on the spot!