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Chapter 48: Unexpectedly, someone dares to ask me to solve the problem

One copy of calligraphy, the other group crosstalk... Wang Lu successfully delayed the period for three months with despicable tactics.

It is not long, but half shorter than the most optimistic year expectation. But from another perspective, when I just decided on the Immortal Competition, the preparation time was actually only three months, and now it is equivalent to preparing time.

Doubled, I am proud.

However, Wang Lu, who created this miracle, couldn't stand it and fought in front of the rostrum.

In the past three months, he was the one who worked hardest in the entire immortal city. In the first month, he kept writing hard in the competition venue. Including the time twist, he had not closed his eyes for seven or eight years.

Even though the endurance and energy of Jindan Zhenren is unusual, even if Wang Lu has entered an ethereal state when writing and consumes much less, the inability to rest for seven or eight years is still a torture that can cause the Nascent Soul monk to collapse mentally.

Moreover, he was not idle in the next two months. Of course, he wrote the script of group crosstalk. In addition to him, few people could create so many rich scripts in such a short time, and they would also use it according to

The audience's reaction was adjusted and modified in time. However, the price of this job was to further consume energy. Group crosstalk was a continuous cycle in two months, and his script and director naturally had to rest...

Even if the man in black did not come forward to stop, it would be difficult for Wang Lu to persist so all night long. When Zheng Shiliu's story came to an abrupt end, Wang Lu felt relieved.

"That's all I can do, and the next thing... depends on yours."

Wang Lu said, his eyes swept over everyone around him.

"After all, we are all masters. Please sell more energy in the future... Don't even be able to compete with me, the little golden elixir."

The many True Lords and Elders on the Rooftop were deeply ashamed to hear this. In terms of strength and experience, they were far above the king and land, but on the stage of this group of immortal competitions, they performed

The effect is minimal, and we have to rely on Wang Lu, the tiny golden elixir to control the situation...

Of course, this is certainly the indulgence of the True Lord of Hetu to Wang Lu, but on the other hand, these True Lords ask themselves that if they are in a different place with Wang Lu, they really can't do as much as they do.

For example, the opening ceremony of this group of immortal competitions, something that no one took seriously was actually possible, but he could actually take three months from it to have both genius creativity and extraordinary execution.

Wang Lu's general planner is also unwilling to accept it.

"Everyone, I won't say much nonsense. This time, I have to win the Immortal Competition. I never want to taste the taste of failure. This time I won't win or lose. Don't let me down.

If I wake up and find out that you lose, I will consider changing jobs.”

After Wang Lu said this, he could no longer hold back his deep sleep, and what left the True Lords was an indescribable embarrassment.

This naked condescending and distrustful tone is really rare for these big guys with extremely prominent identities and status. What is more important is the last sentence.

Job change? Where to jump? Where to go? Where to go?

In theory, this is of course a joke, but Wang Lu cannot think about it with common sense and take jokes seriously. He has done too much... For example, the three-month opening ceremony, who would not think it was said in advance.

Is it a joke?

If the Wanxian Alliance really lost to the ancient earth immortals in the Immortals competition... he really wanted to jump into the Earth Immortal camp? He might be able to do this. To put it bluntly, the Immortals are very good at it.

The competition is for dominance, but ultimately it is to fight the crisis of falling into immortals. If the Wanxian Alliance is really muddy and cannot be covered with the wall, then it is understandable that good birds choose trees to live in. To put it in a small way, the mysterious mo is obvious in the Earth Immortals.

The relationship with him is unusual, and a large group of brainless fans were discovered during this period. In addition, he is the excavator of this group of immortal tombs, the opener and even the heir, and there is actually not much resistance to joining the Earth Immortal camp.

The more you think about it, the more complicated the True Lords’ eyes looked at Wang Lu.

Why do such a genius disciple say such words without saying anything?

Among them, Feng Yin Zhenren was the most embarrassed. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. He had always been mediocre and was not eloquent. Moreover, he was quite troublesome about Wang Lu's problem. Wang Lu also felt that Wang Lu was very troublesome.

After all, his predecessor was that person... How could Feng Yin say about him?

When he was struggling, Feng Yin saw that Wang Wu was sitting upright on the cushion, holding a plate of melon seeds in his hand, watching with interest, looking like he was sitting and watching the show, and he was immediately angry.

.

In the soul, Feng Yin roared: "Wang Wu"

Wang Wu was shocked and half of the melon seeds sprinkled: "What's wrong with me?"

"Look at the good apprentice you taught?"

"Damn what does this have to do with me? Don't just sit around at will?" Wang Wu retorted angrily, but as soon as she finished speaking, Feng Yin blocked all her words back.

"Do you still want the elders?

"I'm dependent on you, a bitch who abuses power, you'll be cruel and wait for me."

Wang Wu despised Feng Yin's behavior of bullying the weak and fearing the strong in his soul. Then he looked at Wang Lu who had already died of sleep, and felt a little hatred in his heart: You bitch, you actually pushed everything to me and then yourself

Sleep alone

But... things have to be done, who made him... Wang Lu?

Wang Wu then stood up with a smile on his face: "Don't take it seriously, Wang Lu is just a childish statement."

A true master snorted coldly: "A real person with Jindan is also considered a child?"

Wang Wu curled his lips: "As a virgin, why doesn't it count?"

"puff"

At that time, the True Lord almost vomited blood: "Is Wang Lu a virgin?"

Wang Wu said: "Well, if you have to be serious, I can't make a 100% assertion, I haven't used it anyway."

"You are masters and apprentices, how can you overcome them?"

Wang Wu raised her eyebrows: "What's wrong with the master and apprentice? Many sects of ancestors and grandchildren's love are popular, and masters and apprentices are simply clear soup and white noodles. It's true that they are still so rigid in their era."

"You? How could you, a genuine elder of a super sect, say such a ruthless thing?"

Wang Wu put his hands on his hips and laughed three times with great momentum: "Hahaha, what's so great about us monks practicing immortality, just act against the will of heaven and saying something traitorous? If you dare not say anything, what else can you cultivate immortality?"

"You're messing around"

Wang Wu raised his chest again: "It is natural for me to be a woman to mess around and mess around. If you don't accept it, you might as well castrate yourself by wielding your sword and stand on the same level as me. But I will still defeat you with rich experience."

"you"

Seeing that Wang Wu was getting more and more excited, the Zhenjun who was scolding her was already blushed. He had to use his immortal heart to cultivate to suppress his anger and not burst out. On the other hand, Feng Yin Zhenren was really kneeling down.

"Fifth Junior Sister, you are good at it. Please take over your supernatural powers... If you continue, the face of our Lingjian Sect will disappear."

"Damn, didn't you tell me at the beginning? You're so fickle, you're even more like a woman than me."

Seeing that the quarrel was about to expand to an uncontrollable situation, Master Hetu sighed: "Okay, stop arguing, why is this for an irrelevant issue?"

Hetu's words always have some effect. Although the true lords were so angry that they were all restrained and stopped talking. They just stared at Wang Wu with fierce eyes, and asked her to look good in the future. As for Wang Lu,

It is indeed necessary to be careful. It is true that he is talented, but the more talented the person has, the more difficult it is to control. Once there is a problem, it is a big problem that can hurt the Wanxian Alliance.

"We don't have much opportunity to waste on questioning each other. Doubtless people don't have to use people. Since we have chosen Wang Lu, let him continue. If we are wary of everything, what else should he do?"

After Hetu finished speaking, he looked at the dozens of earth immortals led by Xuan Mo had already walked into the venue from the rostrum and said, "It seems that the friends of earth immortals can't wait, everyone can follow me."

, go and complete the last step.”

The last part of the opening ceremony was that the Wanxian Alliance and the Ancient Earth Immortals made a bloody oath to ensure the effectiveness of this competition.

Since it is said that the Immortals are going to determine the dominance in the future battle of the Immortals, there must be a restraining measure. For example, if you lose on the field, you will bow to your opponent on the surface, but secretly disobey your opponent and just care about it.

Their own interests ultimately lead to the distrust of each other and even oppose each other. What is the significance of this fairy competition?

A contract that is binding on both parties is absolutely necessary, and the signing of this contract is arranged at the last link of the opening ceremony, and the location is at the central competition venue in the Xianyi District.

Both parties who entered the venue to sign the contract were all 121 ancient earth immortals who woke up from the tomb of the immortals, and 147 senior elders who represented the will of the Wanxian Alliance. One hundred of them were from

The Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance Tongtian Holy Hall - is also the highest authority of the Ten Thousand Immortal Alliance, and the other forty-seven are the so-called evil demons and heretics.

These more than 200 people entered the competition venue at the same time. The pressure caused by their existence alone made the venue overwhelmed and trembled violently. Yinyinfang grassland, which had previously carried the opening ceremony, was instantly

As it cracked, thousands of bottomless cracks crisscrossed and bloomed on the earth, like a gorgeous flower of death. The blue sky was torn mercilessly, the stars fell, the sky collapsed, revealing a dark piece of

Void.

But soon, the space in the competition venue began to expand rapidly and extend to its limit, and only then could it barely absorb the pressure of these more than 200 peak monks. But at this time, there was no tangible thing in the venue, two hundred of them were no longer visible.

Yu people stood in the dark void, and the faint light emitted from each other's body.

After the two sides confronted each other silently for a moment, the Taoist of Hetu stepped forward from the crowd of the Wanxian Alliance. On the other side, the man in black who claimed to be a sinner also appeared quietly and came to Hetu.

The two of them each represented one camp, and their eyes met, and they both felt a vast and majestic force that was almost like the way of heaven came to their faces.

The man in black was slightly stunned, then nodded and praised: "I am worthy of being the leader of the monks in Jiuzhou."

He Tuze said: "The talented people from Jiuzhou Continent have emerged in different generations. If you call me the leader of a monk, I'm probably an exaggeration."

As he said that, he took out a quaint scroll from his arms and placed it in the void place on his chest. Then he pushed the scroll horizontally with invisible force, but it was a picture.

A picture depicting the mountains and geography of the continent of Jiuzhou. The scroll is only two feet wide and three feet long. The huge Jiuzhou has only a few strokes on the painting. However, if you look closely, you can magnify the subtleties of the painting infinitely, and you can see the mountains rising and falling

The rivers rush, and even the flow of spiritual energy in the world. Pictures that seem to be a few feet square contain endless content.

A picture seems to carry the entire Jiuzhou

The real person in Hetu said in a deep voice: "This thing is the Jiuzhou map, which records everything that the Wanxian Alliance knows about the Jiuzhou continent. And all 147 people on our side put some of their souls on it."

On the other side, the man in black nodded, then raised his hand high, and saw hundreds of stars rays suddenly lit up in the dark void.

"This is a little fairy for all of us, so let's put it on your picture."

As he said that, more than a hundred rays of light flew down like meteors, and then lingered on the Jiuzhou Map, forming a vague momentum of sky enveloped.

The real person in Hetu took a look, smiled slightly, and then reached out and pressed on the sky of Jiuzhoutu.

The galaxy was shattered, and more than a hundred rays of light were pressed into the scope of the Jiuzhou map by this palm, and merged with the drawings, like the whole world.

"good"

This light-hearted move attracted the same cheers from both sides. He pressed more than a hundred immortal spirits into the Jiuzhou map, and this move alone was no less than the power of the Divine Power of the True Lord of the River Tu who came to the world. The strength of the True Lord of the Hetu who was born in the world was completely unsatisfied.

"Okay, the blood oath has been completed, next..."

The real person of Hetu looked deeply at the Jiuzhou map, which contained both the Earth Immortals and the Elders of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance, and had only endless feelings in his heart.
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