Farming in the Immortal Mansion

Xia Tong gently patted Siko Tingyan on the shoulder and said mysteriously, "What do you think about us joining Taoist Fellow Mu's team?"

Siko Tingyan was stunned again, and Zicuckoo beside him was also a little stupid, and said sarcastically: "Is this okay? We have offended him many times, could it be..."

Xia Tong sighed: "Hey, fellow Taoist Mu has given way to Junior Sister Si Kou several times. Although I don't know why, it is not a bad thing after all! Look at Wei Tong and others from the Dixuan Immortal Sect. They look down on us female cultivators and leave us alone." That's not the case with Taoist Mu. He will recruit the female shopkeeper of Huixing Pavilion as his teammate. Why not? Look at how many female cultivators admire Taoist Mu now. We envy them to death. !”

Zicuckoo nodded repeatedly after hearing this, deeply convinced. Looking at Siko Tingyan again, he was still frowning, wondering what he was thinking.

Xia Tong smiled considerately: "If you don't speak, you are acquiescing! When I turn around, I will make peace with Hongtang and Xiaotao from Huixing Pavilion. It will be acquainted with me once, and I will get to know them twice. I don't think they will refuse. "

Si Kou Tingyan said hurriedly: "Wait! The ugly words come first, Mu Han is great, but the person I admire most is the alchemy master Ye Ling, not him Mu Han! For the sake of Grandmaster Ye, I reluctantly followed I didn’t ask them to join the Huixing Pavilion team. What’s so rare about the last champion?”

Xia Tong and Zijuan knew that she was angry, so they laughed and hurried to find Hongtang, Xiaotao and the others.

In the main ring, Lu Chuan looked haggard, leaning on the green light sword, and stood up in despair. His soul was seriously injured and he could no longer fight.

The disciples of the Golden Pavilion Immortal Sect who supported him were shouting enthusiastically just now. At this time, they were all silent and stared blankly at the defeated senior brother. No matter what, they could not accept this reality, as if the senior brother's challenge to the last champion failed. The shame of their Golden Pavilion Immortal Sect! They were so tired that they couldn't hold their heads high in front of other immortal monks.

Some even criticized Senior Brother Lu, no longer admiring him in words, and said in a strange tone: "It's all because of Lu Chuan's carelessness. He took risks and used his unique skills as soon as he came up. Unexpectedly, he was a foot taller. The devil is ten feet tall! The evil cultivator Mu Han can actually dodge this fatal blow, and his speed of counterattack is jaw-dropping!"

When Hua Xiangchun saw that Lu Chuan had lost power, he suffered a huge loss, and his position as champion was completely lost. Hua Xiangchun spat hard, scolding his senior brother for his disappointing performance, and then got in In the crowd, look for other strong people to be your backers.

Ye Ling put away the ancient treasure wind flag and bowed his hands to the monks who were cheering for him under the ring, which was regarded as a response. Then, he glanced at the dejected Lu Chuan and thought to himself: Youdao is an enemy. It's not appropriate to end a knot. There is no deep grudge or feud with Lu Chuan. It's just a battle of skills. In addition, this son has a good temperament. At most, he is a bit arrogant and can be regarded as a gentleman in his words and deeds. It's inappropriate. Get things done.

So Ye Ling took out three black pills and handed them to the lost Lu Chuan, saying calmly: "Mu was negligent for a moment and accidentally hurt your Excellency. Victory and defeat are common in competitions in the ring. Brother Lu, don't blame yourself." ! These three pills can cure the wounds of the soul. After Brother Lu recovers, he can challenge other champions. Mu is willing to take the position of the last champion just for peace of mind and does not like to fight with others. "

Ye Ling's words made Lu Chuan's face turn red and white, feeling ashamed and ashamed. Fortunately, Mu Han's attitude was calm and indifferent, and he was not arrogant when he won. He also persuaded him not to be discouraged if he failed, which made Lu Chuan easy to accept, and he no longer resented Ye Ling. He took the pill and thanked him.

At this time, not only the other ring masters in the main ring looked at the evil cultivator Mu Han with admiration, but even the Jindan elders who were judging also praised Mu Han's move.

The elder of the Golden Pavilion Immortal Sect thought about the overall situation. It was unexpected that Mu Han could be so generous. Therefore, he did not blame Mu Han deeply. Instead, he turned around and encouraged Lu Chuan: "Since Master Nephew Lu is expected to recover from his injury, just Recuperate and wait until the injury is healed. Challenge the champion in front of you and save the face of this immortal sect! All the disciples and nephews in the arena also listen up. You are not Mu Han's opponent. Don't seek trouble again. "

The disciples of the Golden Pavilion Immortal Sect up and down the ring were eager for this sound. They had all seen with their own eyes the power of Xie Xiu Muhan. Who dared to find a place for the senior brother? Therefore, everyone agreed in unison that no one would provoke this last champion who was more powerful than the top ten.

The Golden Pavilion Immortal Sect is like this, and other such as Youyue Immortal Sect, Lingfu Immortal Sect, Five Elements Immortal Sect and even Dixuan Immortal Sect, together with the monks from various cultivating families and the casual cultivators recruited from all over the Wu Kingdom, all have the same thoughts. It doesn’t matter which challenger you want to challenge. Who would challenge Mu Han without opening his eyes? Unless he is crazy or stupid, or he deliberately makes a fool of himself in public to embarrass himself.

In this way, the competition in the arena lasted from noon to sunset. The other champions changed hands several times, and the fight became more and more fierce. Only Ye Ling, the one on the far left, had the most leisure time. Apart from watching the battle, he held the jade slip in his hand, studying and deducing the Hundred Talisman Formation.

In order to recruit the entire sea vanguard force as quickly as possible, red flame glazed palace lanterns were hung on the four major arenas and the main arena, and fine moonstone powder was sprinkled on the arena to make the night shine like daylight, allowing for all-night fighting.

"Fellow Daoist Mu! Fellow Daoist Mu!" Hongtang's familiar voice came from the left side of the main ring.

Ye Ling turned his face to look and saw Hongtang and Xiaotao under the ring. What surprised him a little was that they were followed by three girls. They were the blue disciples of Youyue Xianmen, Sikou Tingyan, Xia Tong and Zi cuckoo.

Sikou Tingyan noticed that Mu Han was looking at her, and quickly turned his head away, raised his chin, and looked up at the sky.

Xia Tong and Zijuan were much more obedient, and bowed to Ye Ling. Without waiting for Hong Tang to speak, the two girls could not wait to recommend themselves: "We came here specially because we want to join Brother Mu's team! Your position as the champion must be secure. We three sisters are willing to assist Brother Mu!"

Sikou Tingyan snorted coldly and added: "Mu Han, I am helping Hong Tang and the others for the sake of Master Ye, the Grand Master of Huixing Pavilion, not for you! Otherwise, with our status in the immortal gate, we could have found Sister Chu Yan, who is ranked ninth."

Ye Ling secretly laughed when he heard it. After all, they came for him! If it were someone else, it would be fine. Ye Ling could have refused outright, but Sikou Tingyan admired him very much, and Xia Tong and Zijuan knew him well. Their fighting power was not too weak. It would not be bad to let them join the team to make it easier to lead.

So Ye Ling nodded and said indifferently: "Okay! I agree to your joining the team. In addition to you, the nine-person team is still short of three places. Fellow Daoist Hongtang, do you have a suitable candidate?"

Hongtang showed a difficult expression on his face and smiled bitterly: "Fellow Daoist Mu, you don't know, the cultivators who have passed the second level of the arena heard that you want to recruit teammates. At the beginning, there were many applicants. Xiaotao and I were dazzled after choosing for a long time. Later, they heard that you were only the last champion and no longer challenged others. They hesitated and refused to come, saying that the spirit stones and battle honors rewarded by the last team were too few."