Junior Brother Please Don’T Cultivate

Three days after the magic stickers were sent, the disciples of all major Sects have arrived in Black Tortoise state one after another.

For a time, the Black Tortoise state opened an unprecedented mode of gathering elites.

The people coming and going were discussing in twos and threes, wanting to see the true face of this town demon convention.

At the foot of the mountain, it is very lively at this time. People from all Sects are all concentrated in a huge city square here.

In the very center of the city, is a circular square with a length of hundreds of miles.

And around the square, there are some stalls neatly arranged, and the noise is endless. There are also many disciples

The door or the stall owner inquired about the Green Mountain Sect.

Most of the answers were "don't know", "never heard of", "not very clear."

This made many disciples who wanted to see the peerless Sect style a bit disappointed. Isn't it cheated?

With a skeptical attitude, the disciples of various factions set off to the Green Mountain Sect in company.

Green Mountain Sect.

On a small hill that is neither big nor steep.

A young man in his dozen or so, under twenty stood with his hands in his hands, his big sleeves fluttering.

Looking from a distance, she has an extraordinary temperament. It's just that this temperament really doesn't match the environment, and it seems a bit abrupt.

In vain, Fei Jiang Haoran's concave shape is so conceited.

Before he got sweaty, the Great Hall of the Green Mountain Sect had already arrived.

It is said to be Great Hall, but it is just a site temporarily paved by a broken red carpet. Except for the soreness that can be seen at a glance, this Sect has no sense of existence.

Could it be that the selection venue for the Town Demon Assembly is on such a bare mountain?

"Dear cultivators, did we come to the wrong place?" The Sect disciples, shocked by the shabby sight before them, began to discuss each other.

"Yeah, Sect, who dared to open a town hall meeting, wouldn't be so barren, right? It's just empty, the house is surrounded by walls, and the breeze is cool!"

"Yes, we were not deceived?" The noise and doubts grew louder.

Knowing that someone came out of the Great Hall, he said politely: "Welcome everyone to the Qingshan Sect and participate in this Suppression Fairy. Please come inside."

It was another teenager who looked extraordinary in appearance. Compared with the concave shape on the hillside, Lin Wentian obviously looked a little more calm and old-fashioned.

"Green Mountain Sect?" These three words quickly sparked a heated discussion among the crowd again.

"Have you heard of this Sect? I'm afraid it's not a little-known sect, right?"

"I haven't heard of it. Now some little Sects like to bluff and take themselves too seriously." These unfriendly comments are not hidden, enough to make everyone in the Green Mountain Sect in the hall listen to them. It must be clear.

"How can we really say that we Qingshan Sect, Master, let me go out and explain to them clearly." Chen Ming was angrily.

Qingshan Daoist was even more calm at this time. For one thing, he was a small family in the Qingshan School. Secondly, he had to show that the strong should be neither humble nor overbearing in front of Chen Ming.

"Xiao Ming, what do we have to do with people, how can someone else? Those who make big things don't stick to the trivial." Daoist said indifferently, raising Sect's posture and compulsion a lot.

"Yes, Junior Brother, the so-called low-key life, high-key work. This is the teachings of the Qingshan Sect!" Jiang Haoran suddenly has a lot of thoughts, and the sentences that pretend to be forced are like surging rivers, inexhaustible.

Qing Shan Daoist glanced at Jiang Haoran, suggesting that he "you have strengthened my limelight."

The second brother silently shut up.

Chen Ming nodded frequently, bearing in mind the words and proverbs of the Master and the brothers.

Looking at the other brothers next to him, they also looked indifferent. I feel that my own state of mind has lowered the overall quality of Sect. I have been in Sect for quite a while, so how come I can’t learn it calmly.

The other disciples of Sect outside, with disgusting eyes, entered one by one.

The more you go inside, the more empty it becomes, and there is simply not enough place for a competition.

And the only place that can be sheltered is a straw shed? Is this riding a horse teasing us and insulting our IQ?

Anyway, this person is also a disciple of the major Sects, so the competitor is naturally not bad.

In their impressions, who is qualified to hold such a large-scale competition, who is not the gate of the beautiful mountains and rivers on one side?

But as long as there is a sect with a name and a surname, which one does not have a beautiful place?

Although it is correct to say that it is hidden in the city, is it too shabby?

Are they serious about the shabby shed in front of them?

"Just for you, what kind of demons meeting is going to be held. I am afraid that there is not enough room for a chat meeting."

At this time, a lot of ridicule voices have begun to be heard from the crowd. The other Sect sons below also echoed with laughter.

At this time, Qingshan Daoist and his disciples went out to greet him without any influence.

"I heard that you are just eighth-rank little Sects. Is this town magic post really sent by your Sect?" When I thought that when I received the town magic post, the major Sects were shocked and puzzled.

I thought there was another hidden giant in the world of cultivating immortals.

At the beginning, he was very surprised to win the opportunity to participate in the Suppression Fair.

As a result, show me this now?

"Yes, it was indeed sent to Sect by my younger brother Chen Ming." As soon as Lin Wentian said this, everyone's eyes gathered on Chen Ming. After all, many people just want to see someone who can send Zhenmo posts unknowingly.

The man in front of him was more than seven feet tall, his face was like a crown, his eyes were like stars, his nose was dangling, and he was wearing a splendid robe.

There was a breath of dust off the brows, like Star's eyes from time to time exuding a vicissitudes of life that did not match his appearance, as if it were full of stories.

In fact, if calculated by his age, there shouldn't be many stories.

It's just that this handsome appearance and the temperament of vicissitudes of life are inherent in his body.

Looking at this temperament, it doesn't seem strange to be able to teleport the magic bulletin. The whole place suddenly became quiet.

Moreover, as soon as Chen Ming stepped forward, many Spirit Power fluctuations had been discovered around him. Obviously, it was not something ordinary Realm could do.

"It's true that I will send the Zhenmo post to each Sect." Chen Ming tucked his hands in a gesture of courtesy.

Unexpectedly, Chen Ming is so aura now. As soon as he appeared on the stage, it shocked everyone present.

Jiang Haoran was upset to think about it. Just now, under the big sun, following the Master's arrangement, the shape was sunken for several hours under the sun. They are about to be dried into roast duck, just to leave a hidden Sect label on the Sect that came up.

Unexpectedly, there would be no one himself.

Now the junior brother is just stopping here, as if he brought his own person to the scene, completely embracing everyone present.

Hey, it's really different from the same person!

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