Rebirth Profession Sells Miserably

Leng Yao was going crazy. Last time I met Xing Shu at the foot of the mountain, without saying anything, he went up and beat him with a bow left and right. He assumed that Xing Shu was seriously injured at the time and was in a bad mood. Xing Shu was willing to come personally and apologize to him and Zhu Xuanzi. This incident is not impossible.

As a result, Xingshu did not come, and he went to the Immortal Mansion to retreat, and he didn't see anyone.

Later, I heard that Xing Shu had returned to this sect. He thought that the other party had come back to apologize to him, but he waited and waited. The man actually went to worship Master Yan Xiao as his teacher, and then went directly to Wan Beast Peak. I didn't mean to come over to apologize to him!

Leng Yao felt that Xing Shu was playing a trick of getting caught, but he just sneered in his heart.

Unexpectedly, this person was still addicted to playing this kind of tricks. Now that I saw him, instead of apologizing in time, he even acted like he didn't care about it!

It's disgusting! Disgusting!

If it weren't for the long line behind, Leng Yao would have wanted to leave, and he was in the same space as Xingshu, breathing the same piece of air, even if he only had a few minutes, it would make him feel unbearable.

Zi Yang lined up behind Xingshu, and Leng Yao looked at the other person, thinking that he was a little intimate with Xingshu just now, and his face was even more stinky: "Please put the storage artifact on it."

There are no sealed talisman and special blinds in Zi Yang's storage spirit device. Everything in it is at a glance, of course, including the limbs of some monsters, which can be exchanged for points.

Leng Yao saw the limbs of the mysterious high-level monster beast inside, and he couldn't help expressing a regretful expression: "The points of living creatures will be five times higher than that of dead creatures. Since Junior Brother has this strength, he should challenge it next time. Hunt some living creatures."

"Thank you brother for teaching." Zi Yang lowered his eyes slightly, hiding the deep hatred.

Leng Yao felt that he was vaguely familiar in this way, so he asked more: "Which peak master is the younger brother now? With such a high level of cultivation at a young age, the future is bound to be limitless."

Seeing that he had finished the inspection, Zi Yang took back his storage spirit device: "Senior brother laughed. I am still a disciple of Lei Tingfeng's outer sect, and I did not worship the inner sect."

The Yunshan Sect has an unwritten rule that after each enrollment, each peak owner first chooses disciples among these newcomers, and the newcomer disciples can also choose which peak they want to enter.

Those who are selected by the peak master can directly become inner disciples and accept the personal teachings of the peak master. Those who are not selected by the peak master but want to enter this fairy peak are the outer disciples. While doing miscellaneous work in Xianfeng, he received training from the unified freshman class of Zongmen.

Those who can stand out in the freshman class training can once again have the opportunity to choose from each peak master.

During the freshman training period, those disciples who have worked in Xianfeng as outside disciples have a higher chance of being selected under the same conditions.

Therefore, most of the newcomers who were not selected into the inner gate at the beginning will choose the fairy peak they want to enter.

The current Lei Tingfeng peak master is a face-controller, and his aesthetic style is the same as that of the current public. Therefore, when selecting a person for the first time, he didn't look at Zi Yang and passed him away.

Zi Yang wanted to investigate the cause of his master's death, and of course he did not hesitate to choose to enter Thunder Peak and become an outer disciple.

However, he was an arrogant man in his previous life, and he was reluctant to accept until he died. Of course, he didn't know how to write the words "benevolence" in his life. The day after he entered Lei Tingfeng as an outer disciple, he provokes him. A new disciple of the inner sect.

That inner sect disciple looks good, is very spoiled, and is a must-have temperament, so naturally he won’t let him go easily, so he stumbles over and over again, slanders him in various ways, and finally reports him. Stole a treasure artifact of an Inner Sect brother.

Zi Yang did not do such a thing, of course he did not plead guilty, so he was deliberately included in the list of the first attacking team of Wan Beast Peak this time.

And these twists and turns, the peak owner of Lei Tingfeng, who happened to be in retreat recently, didn’t know that they were all "handled" by his subordinates. This is why he was clearly qualified, but was missed again and again, and was finally assigned here. s reason.

"I didn't worship the inner door? This is also strange." Leng Yao said so, but he could probably guess the reason. After all, Peak Master Thunder Peak is a matter of face control, and it's no secret.

"Junior brother can actually come to the main peak, Sect Master Xing always loves talent." Leng Yao dug the foot of the wall without a trace.

"Thank you brother for the point." Zi Yang neither said yes nor refused directly.

Leng Yao nodded, knowing that it should be done, so he let him pass.

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In the afternoon, Xing Shu returned to Yunshan Sect, but he didn't intend to report to Xing Danshang at the main peak, and went directly to Yan Xiaofeng with his sword.

Of course, Xing Danshang didn't care whether Xing Shu came back safely, he only cared about whether his little daughter had fun in the hunt.

Speaking of it, Xing Yiyao has gained a lot from this hunting. Although she encountered several dangers, she fled other people's fireworks or used others to block the knife and escaped.

Xingshu didn't care about Xing Yiyao's affairs, but he could guess that their first assault team was attacked in the front. As the son of Xing Dan's injured Sovereign, no one came to rescue him at all. Instead, he took a detour. Xing Yiyao's instigation and provocation are indispensable.

This little Nizi had a bad mind, she probably wanted to kill Xingshu a long time ago, but she hadn't found a suitable opportunity.

After thinking about it, Xing Shu had already arrived in front of the Immortal Mansion of Real Person Yan Xiao, and bowed his head, which was kind of greeting.

"Master, the disciple was disappointed and didn't bring the Shark back."

After a long time, Yan Xiao's slightly lazy voice rang from the fairy mansion: "So, you have already met the mackerel?"

"Yes, that shark already has a partner, and will not become a disciple's contract monster."

Yan Xiao: "Kairen is an extraordinary monster. It is not easy to see it. It cannot be regarded as a contract beast. If you can make friends, it will be of great help to you."

Xing Shu: "..." Master, such words should be said earlier!

Seeing Xingshu's silence, Yan Xiao keenly felt something: "If you can't make friends, you can sell for a profit."

Xingshu: "..."

Yan Xiao: "..."

Yan Xiao: "What have you done to that shark?"

Xing Shu tentatively asked, "I was beaten half-handed and not dead, is it okay?"

Yan Xiao: "..." His disciple is just the pinnacle of consecration, and he can beat the monster beast that is strong against the sky at birth, should he feel relieved?

Xing Shu called again: "Master?"

"It's okay, you are tired these days. Go to Houshan to take a bath and change clothes, wash away the dust and dirt, and come back tomorrow... Maple Red, Maple Orange, you two will take care of Shu'er's Immortal Mansion."

"Yes." Feng Hong Fengcheng led the way, and Xing Shu retired in a respectful voice, holding the ball, which was still asleep, and came to the back mountain.

There is a warm pond on the back mountain of Yanxiao Peak. The water in the warm pond is misty all year round, giving it a sense of wonderland.

There are many fairy grasses planted by the pool water. When the wind blows, the flowers and leaves fall on the water. When the heat is smoked, there will be spiritual energy emerging, and it will become a place of healing and tranquility.

Xing Shu came to the edge of Wen Chi, took off his clothes, took the ball with one hand, and walked down the stone steps step by step.

A little bit of warm water spread over Xingshu's body. Xingshu was sitting on the stone steps, dragging the ball's head with one hand, holding a handful of warm water in the other, and evenly showering it on the ball's hair, rubbing gently. Its fur.

As if feeling the warmth of this aura, the ball hummed comfortably in his sleep, and the four claws swayed in the water unconsciously.

Seeing that it had adapted to this temperature, Xing Shu lay down and placed it on his stomach, breathing with only two nostrils for one person and one dog.

The spiritual energy in the warm water was gently stroked, slowly absorbed into the body, and concentrated in the pubic area and circulated.

Xing Shu opened his left eye in the water, allowing the crystal core hidden in the left eye to absorb some spiritual energy, and his heart calmed down a little bit.

In the comfort and gentleness, sleepiness gradually surged, Xingshu stretched out a hand and gently encircled the ball lying on his belly, and fell asleep with one eye open and one eye closed. past-

In the mist-surrounded dream, the scene of the end times flashed by.

He sneered at the infatuation of the original owner. How could he be better before?

The cheapest thing in this world is the infatuation that only touched oneself.

If one true heart can really give another true heart, then there won't be so many sad people in this world.

The howling of the zombie group is the end of everything and the beginning of everything.

New world, new life.

The fairy tale battlefield in the dreamland is no less tragic than the zombie wave.

Rubble splashed, dark clouds rolled, blood stained the river, black smoke was everywhere.

Broken arms and limbs were all over the floor, and the flags of the family crest were broken and shaken.

The lightning struck in the sky was a desperate struggle between the Immortal Venerable and the Demon Emperor. The golden dragon was entwined with the black mist, and it landed a desperate blow.

Even if he knew that this was just a dream, Xing Shu stood in this dreamland, still feeling cold in his hands and feet, and cold in his muscles and bones.

Maybe this is because of the final scene of the handover of life and death between him and the original owner? That's why this memory is still fresh, even after a long time, I can still dream of this state.

Has become a nightmare.

But at this moment, the battle in the sky had already decided the victory and defeat, and Xianzun used his body to sacrifice his sword and beheaded the Demon Emperor, and he died because of it.

The entire space was violently shaken by the remaining power, and the violent wind rolled up the broken wreckage and flew all over the sky.

A white group was thrown in front of Xing Shu's eyes, and he was grabbed by Xing Shu. When he turned it over, it was the weak, pitiful and helpless ball, and a mirror with a shining streamer with a handle.

Oh, yes, the mirror!

Xing Shu thought: At the time, it seemed that he had caught a mirror. Where did he go?

At that time, his mind was still very confused. When he looked in the mirror, he didn't think it was strange. Now that the dream reappeared, he thought about it carefully and realized that his face could not be seen in the broken mirror!