"It seems that there is no need to worry too much about the God-Cultivating Team Battle."

When Hai Yunfan returned to the office with a thick stack of materials, he saw Wang Lu, who was confident.

"What do you mean?" Hai Yunfan asked with exhaustion.

"They are not in harmony." Wang Lu said concisely, "It's okay when the one-on-one fights, but no one will kill him during the team battle."

Hai Yunfan originally wanted to ask you how to know, but considering that Wang Lu had just gone to the Earth Immortal's house, maybe he had some confidential information, so he didn't ask more questions.

Moreover, it is definitely a good thing for the earth immortal to be uneven, which can effectively reduce the intensity of future work. For example, if you work overtime in the near future, you will be exempted if you really want to. Thinking of this, Hai Yunfan felt a little relieved.

"So, can the pension plan be suspended?"

Wang Lu thought for a while: "Prepare for both hands, make one before talking about it."

Hai Yunfan sighed, this is the disgusting thing about being a secretary. If the leader has an idea, he will have to run off his left middle and right leg.

But of course, you can't be the only one who is suffering. Hai Yunfan nodded and took over the job that Wang Lu had lost, and turned around and asked, "So what do you think of your team battle plan? If the situation changes, will your plan also have to be re-established?

Make one?"

Wang Lu thought for a while: "Pick up the previously invalidated part and take a look."

Hai Yunfan said: "You burned it with your own hands."

Wang Lu said: "I know, so please remade one for me. Anyway, you have participated in the previous one, so you should be able to do it, right?"

Hai Yunfan just wants to vomit blood. Of course, I can do it. How much is it at my fingertips now?

Wang Lu thought for a while: "How about calling your wife to work overtime together, which will help you and your husband miss each other."

"I'm enough to suffer some of the pain myself, and I will never bring Feifei together."

"It's really unfaithful." Wang Lu despises Hai Yunfan, "Martial wife cannot share hardships, you are going to cheat."

Hai Yunfan endured it for a long time: "If you talk nonsense, I will take a sick leave."

Wang Lu shook his head: "Forget it, it's nonsense, work." Then he buried his head in sorting out the combat plan.

A day later, the plan was released and sent to all relevant people as soon as possible.

The team battle at the God-level is very much attention. Everyone attaches great importance to it and is also very nervous. Several of the God-level real people participating in the competition were shut down after receiving the plan - even if it is only a short time before the start of the main competition.

short time.

The only thing that can be considered relaxed is Feng Yin Zhenren. The leader of the God Transformation Team has neither been in a dead end nor found out at the last minute. Instead, he lives and practices as usual. He is now in the Organizing Committee of the Immortal Competition

He also holds a position, but most of his time is on Lingjian Mountain, sometimes watching stars and practicing swords. He seems relaxed and comfortable, which makes Wang Wu, who occasionally returns to the mountain, curses the old guy with double standards when he sees him, is strict with others, and is indulgent to himself.

.

Feng Yin Zhenren really didn’t care much about this team battle.

Because long before Wang Lu made a judgment, he used the Star Da Yan technique to determine that this battle was in danger and did not need to be as nervous as the outside world.

Of course, the result of the Stars and Great Arts is not absolutely correct, so Feng Yin did not reveal it to outsiders. He just sat alone on Xingchen Peak, smiling at the red dust rolling under the mountain. The immortal heart of the Jade Mansion reflects the red dust and becomes more refined

Condensation.

Feng Yin narrowed his eyes. The world at the foot of the mountain was divided into countless lines in front of him, extending infinitely to the distant place that was beyond his reach. Feng Yin tried to calm his heart to see more clearly. However, at this moment, he was lifted up behind him.

A ripples disrupted the peaceful lake of heart.

"Senior Brother, are you in a good mood? You are actually playing on the top of the mountain."

Feng Yin's mood suddenly became worse: "Why are you here? Didn't you ask you to go to Wang Lu to help?"

Wang Wu spread her hands: "I'll help him come to find you."

Feng Yin was also shocked. He didn't expect that this guy was actually doing things seriously: "What's the matter for me?"

Wang Wu said, "I think about it."

"..." Feng Yin took back his preface and felt even worse.

"By the way, I'll ask, how are you preparing?"

Feng Yin said, "This battle should be fine."

Wang Wu said: "If you are not afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of something? Have you considered the funeral?"

Feng Yin: "...Was Wang Lu asked you to ask?"

Wang Wu said: "This is what I thought of with my subjective initiative. Don't interrupt me. Please answer me first. If you die on the court, who will be the head of the Spirit Sword? Although Wang Lu is the chief disciple, he is definitely the successor.

But I am too young and have a low level of cultivation. Why don’t I feel wronged and ruled behind the curtain?”

Feng Yin laughed twice: "Get out."

"Oh, senior brother, you are so weak that you are so angry that you are so angry. It's really worrying. It's better to have a few days of rest. I will take the post of the head..."

Feng Yin said, "Don't you want the offering?"

Wang Wu sneered: "Senior Brother, you have this again. Have you forgotten what I am now? Will you care about those hundreds of spirit stones?"

Feng Yin said, "How many hundred? Your offerings are five million in this period."

Wang Wu was simply shocked: "Senior Brother, you are really obsessed with the cultivation of your life and are confused. When did I have five million to worship? How much is our Lingjian Sect's annual financial income?"

"Didn't you win a key game during the Immortals Competition? Later, Wang Lu used this as a reason to specially approved a bonus of 5 million yuan and bought horse bones for a thousand gold coins."

Wang Wu was stunned: "Why didn't I know when? And since it was my bonus, how could it be turned into a sect worshipper in your hands?"

Feng Yin said: "Wang Lu directly granted it to the sect, so of course it is in my hands. Others will not want this spirit stone, so they will definitely send it to you in the end, but if you insist on neglecting your duties, then I

I had to confiscate the spirit stone."

"I will never do it." Wang Wu quickly stopped it, and then gritted his teeth with hatred, "This bad trick must have been created by Wang Lu. I suggest that he be disqualified as the chief disciple."

Feng Yin said, "...what did you come?"

Wang Wu was silent for a while and smiled and said, "You can't come to see you if you're fine?"

Feng Yin scolded: "Get out quickly and make less trouble for me."

After sending away the plague god Wang Wu, Feng Yin finally breathed a sigh of relief, but a smile slowly appeared on his face.

This idiot is still as stupid as before.

When the eldest brother was here, she was very bad at expressing herself. She was like a puppet every day, in addition to practicing and practicing. After the eldest brother died, her temperament changed drastically and looked so passionate and cheerful that she was distorted, but in fact she was still very unlucky.

Good at expressing oneself.

She was clearly visiting her, after all, the battle between the God Transformation Team is imminent, and no one dares to say that she is fully confident. However, Wang Wu's way of visiting people is quite special, which is really hateful...

After sighing with Wang Wu, Feng Yin was not angry, but it was difficult to restore the previous purity. The thin lines leading to the infinite depth in front of him had become a mess with each other, and the Stars and Great Arts could no longer be seen.

Clear the future.

If you can't see clearly, you won't read anymore. Feng Yin has become less and less dependent on the Star Da Yan Technique, and he will no longer be so sure about the result.

What's more, in this battle of God Transformation Team, he firmly believes that there will be no danger in the end, regardless of whether there are great arts or not.

Because after all, he took action himself, how could there be a reason for failure?

The Lingjian Sect is good at challenging the two on Wuxiang Peak. When he was in the Western Yi Continent, Feng Yin once showed his edge. No one would really regard him as the ordinary peak of the God Transformation, but,

How much room can he have for his gods above the God Transformation? By the standards of the True Lord level, is he the top level standing side by side with Hetu and others, or the second level?

Even Wang Lu didn't know these things, of course, because he didn't want to know too much. The elders of the Lingjian Sect were all his junior brothers and sisters, and their relationships were already subtle.

On the plus side, it was the time he sacrificed himself to buy for the Spirit Sword Sect. But from another perspective, the most difficult period of the Spirit Sword Sect was the junior brothers and sisters without him.

Make your own efforts and support the sect from scratch.

So to date, the strength of Feng Yin Zhenren is quite mysterious. When Wang Lu made the plan, he just conservatively labeled Feng Yin as the peak of the God Transformation Fl0, and he was the same as the upper middle class when he was given the plan.

A level of True Lord monk.

But what else does not know about it, how could Feng Yin himself not know?

"...but why did I feel a little uneasy in my heart?"

Feng Yin returned to the bamboo room and did not deliberately pursue the calm lake that had just happened. However, after being visited by Wang Wu, he always felt something was wrong... He took out the Kunlun mirror and looked at the future again. The countless lines became even more chaotic.

And the place where lines condense seems to have ominous signs.

It's just strange that this ominous sign did not point to yourself - no matter how vague and deviation the Star Da Yan Technique is, it will not even predict your own good or bad luck.

Could it be that this battle of the God-Making Team can be safe and sound, but others may encounter bad luck?

Thinking of this, Feng Yin picked up his pen and wrote a letter to Wang Lu, who was far away in Qunxian City.

"Hey, there is an ominous sign in front of you? What are the old blind man, the head of the sect, doing?"

In the courtyard of Xianwu District, Wang Lu soon received an urgent flying sword letter from Lingjian Mountain. He looked at Feng Yin's true self with what he saw in front of him and in detail what he felt in his heart, he was also confused.

According to Wang Lu's existing news, this God-level team battle will be the most likely to lose the game - of course this is quite serious, but the meaning of Feng Yin's letter seems to be the result of this team battle

It's worse than losing.

This made Wang Lu confused. The information he had just found out about Xuan Mo not long ago probably said that this battle should be without danger. As a result, in a blink of an eye, the real person Feng Yin came to slap in the face.

But Wang Lu had to pay attention to it. Feng Yin was a very stable person. Although sometimes he was not careful about the details, he was mostly reliable in major events, otherwise he would not have designated him to take over the Spirit Sword Sect at the beginning.

So Feng Yin wrote solemnly that he could not ignore it.

The question is, how should we pay attention to it?
Chapter completed!