The leader, Yun Mo, sighed: "It is difficult to predict the rise and fall of a sect, so Brother Dao, don't blame yourself too much."

The topic here turns to the current situation of Wei Yuanzong.

Li Dazhi quickly suppressed his smile and sat behind the leader, frowning and listening.

The headmaster arranged for him to listen and watch here, so he naturally had to seize the opportunity, study hard, and seek progress.

Today, when he saw his son fighting with the Lianxu disciple, Li Dazhi completely understood it.

In the current situation, it is no longer possible for him to escape unscathed if he wants to.

Sometimes, if you don't try hard to rush forward, you will be stepped down hard by others. Even if you don't mean to harm others, others do not mean to harm others.

Not fighting is self-destruction in disguise.

Let’s not mention that Li Dazhi was secretly cruel there;

Not to mention that Mu Ningning was surrounded by several senior sisters, using the pagoda to deliberately poke her thin skin;

In the corner of the cloud platform on the west side, there is a petite young female cultivator with a double bun, looking at the disciples fighting on the ring with complex eyes.

Wen Ling'er sighed quietly.

From what she saw from the battle of the human list, she now fully understands why the disciples in the inner sect are called the proud ones of heaven, and why a handyman disciple like her is not taken seriously by the sect.

The difference is really too big.

Wen Ling'er actually earned a lot of spiritual stones in the town where she originally lived. The Wan Yun Sect was always generous to working disciples like them, providing them with plenty of elixirs and magic weapons;

She always felt that her cultivation speed was not too slow. As long as she could reach the True Realm within three hundred years and extend her longevity, there would be a slim chance of becoming an immortal.

But now, Wen Ling'er's Taoist heart has been hit hard.

Are all inner disciples monsters?

Those who are fighting today are all disciples who have started within ten years.

Wen Ling'er suddenly understood why Master only gave her the title of 'named disciple'.

It's not that the master just wants her to be a handyman, it's that her qualifications and talents are not second-rate.

'Oh, Master is actually pretty good to me.'

Then, Wen Ling'er thought of the mission given by her master again, her eyes moved to the air, and the image of Li Ping'an casting spells in the air appeared in her mind.

'Can we really hug this thigh?'

Wen Linger continued to stare at the ring in a daze.

She was already worried, and after watching the previous fight, she lost interest in continuing to watch the game. She sat there thinking wildly, and her thoughts gradually drifted away.

After a while of this, Wen Ling'er's eyes became a little more lively, just because the Condensing Light Realm disciple stood on the ring again.

Wen Ling'er looked at Li Ping'an's handsome face, and his voice was like a magic sound that lingered in her ears for a long time.

'Doesn't he use that powerful explosive weapon technique?'

Wen Ling'er had such doubts in her heart, and she quietly looked at the figure holding a gun on the ring.

In Li Ping'an's fight, as well as in the subsequent fights, he only used spear formations and talisman formations at most. Although he won more and lost less in the fight, he still lost two games.

The battle for the local rankings came to an end, and Li Ping'an ranked seventh. With a fifth-level cultivation of the Condensing Light Realm, he was among a group of late-stage disciples of the Void Refining Realm.

Wen Ling'er sat in the corner holding her chin, her eyes always following Li Ping'an's figure, watching him chatting and laughing with the immortal sect talents beside him, watching him whispering to the bright and charming junior sister, watching him respectfully address the immortals

What is the master telling you?

Gradually, Wen Ling'er's heart disappeared from those messy thoughts.

The competition on the first day came to an end, and the outer disciples who were watching the competition began to leave.

Wen Ling'er turned around to look for Li Pingan, only to see Li Pingan leaving in the clouds with a fat, middle-aged immortal.

'This must be the lucky disciple of the Golden Immortal Patriarch mentioned by Master.'

Li Ping'an suddenly lowered his head, and their eyes met across a long distance.

Li Ping'an showed a slight smile and nodded gently to Wen Ling'er.

Wen Ling'er was stunned for a moment and quickly bowed in return, but when she looked up again, Li Ping'an and his father were gone.

A female disciple on the side asked: "Junior Sister Wen, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I just lost my mind."

Wen Ling'er kept saying this, Yu Wudunkong, and followed the queue of outer disciples, feeling a little happy in her heart.

I don’t know when Master arranged for her to go there;

She held this thigh firmly!

…

'Wen Ling'er is also practicing in the mountains?'

Li Ping'an thought about the manager Xiao Yue, and felt a little unsure.

This Manager Xiao cannot be said to be resourceful, but can only be said to be cunning.

Li Ping'an always felt that Mr. Xiao had some plans since he gave him a piece of spiritual grass last time.

"dad."

Li Dazhi, who was thinking about something, turned around and looked over: "Well, what's wrong? Were you injured in the previous fight?"

Li Ping'an said in dialect: "That's not true. I'm just a little tired. The Spirit Exploding Technique is too distracting... The assembly line of magic weapons we prepared may have to be handed over to Mennei in advance."

"Oh?" Li Dazhi smiled and said, "I see that you used this spell today, so I can probably guess what you are thinking. If nothing happens, just make arrangements. Dad will cover you."

"Dad, if you want to present treasures to the door, you will be the main one," Li Ping'an warned, "If you just let me do it, it won't have any effect. You must be blessed by your identity, dad."

"Just arrange it."

Li Dazhi waved his hand, showing little interest in such topics.

Li Ping'an handed a brocade box to his father, no longer speaking in dialect, and said directly: "This is a gift given to me by Elder Xiao Yue during the previous outer sect trial. Can you please take it to Shu Chen Peak to help refine it?"

An elixir that can replenish your qualifications.”

"oh?"

Li Dazhi took the brocade box and couldn't help but stare:

"This is not what we searched for for half a year last year but didn't find... This vintage is not cheap either! The value is extraordinary!

"What does Mr. Xiao mean?"

Li Ping'an smiled and said: "I dare not refuse this gift from my elders. This is what you taught me, dad. Anyway, I owe Elder Xiao a favor this time. I just rely on you to pay it back in the future."

Li Dazhi laughed loudly: "Everyone pays his father's debt to his son. It would be better for you, as the son repays his father's debt! Okay, okay, I'll find an opportunity to give her some repayment!"

"Uncle Dazhi, why are you so happy?"

"Ping'an made a big splash today, Uncle Dazhi really hid it from us all!"

"Hahahaha! Peace! Where did you learn the secret method of detonating magic weapons?"

Several greetings came from the side, and a group of immortals came around in the clouds. Looking at the proud Li Dazhi and the budding Li Ping'an, they each prepared a lot of words of praise.

The soul of Li Ping'an's Lingtai was trembling slightly, and he immediately showed a gentle smile.

The second round of Xianmen Social has begun.

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