Spirit Planters - Chapter 598

[Chapter 598 is normal]

The place was dead silent.

The result was so unexpected and unacceptable.

Luo Jingchen smiled lightly, but did not move.

Jun Xingjian stared straight at the extra green vine on his neck, as if thinking about the possibility of breaking it.

In the end, it turned into three words, “You won.”

It was you who won, not me, who obviously didn’t intend to stop.

Sure enough, the next sentence came, “Gu Qing, wait for your natal magic weapon to be ready, let’s try it again.”

Luo Jingchen was silent, sure enough!

Holding a sword flower, Jun Xingjian neatly took back Lei Ming who pointed at her back door, and Luo Jingchen also took back the Bilang Sword.

He turned around and smiled at Jun Xingjian and clasped his fists, “Jun Daoyou agreed.”

This was a polite word, but Jun Xingjian didn’t understand, and shook his head, “I didn’t let you, you won the battle yourself. , but next time, I will win it back.”

Luo Jingchenhan, this game has just ended, can we not mention these fighting and killing things for a while?

At this time, the referee, who had always existed as a decoration, finally had the opportunity to show his face, and his smile was still a little stiff, mainly because even he did not expect this result.

“Everyone, the leader of the Nascent Soul Stage of the Five Realms competition in this world has been released, and he is the ancient Qing of Lingyin Sect.”

As usual, when these words came out, the audience was bound to be thunderous, but this time there were only two or three kittens. Yinghe cheered and applauded, and even at the Lingyin sect stand, only a few young disciples of the Lingyin sect clapped together a few times.

This scene is really cool enough.

The referee’s unnatural smile became even stiffer. I can’t blame everyone for not giving face. The main reason is that this leader is too unexpected. In the past, no matter how dark horses were, they would always leak some details.

There will naturally be many people who can bet right, but this year I really don’t know whether to say that Jun Xingjian is too unsatisfactory, or that Gu Qing is too capable.

Except for his silly brother and Wei Hongyi, no one bought him to win.

Everyone lost miserably, and who would be in the mood to applaud.

After a dry laugh, the referee bit the bullet and continued the following cliché, “The second place is Jun Xingjian from the Void Realm.”

This time there was finally a response,

It’s just this response that once again made the referee’s teeth sour, such a big boo.

The old face of the volley in the main stand has turned black.

Seeing this, the referee hurriedly coughed a few times.

Forcibly suppressed the boos, skipped this part quickly, and quickly said good news in order to liven up the atmosphere, “Hehe, everyone may not know, the Void Realm Lord Lingkong Venerable has already made a decision before the game in order to encourage backward progress. Jie Fan who enters the finals will get a Ruyi House specially made in the Void Realm, and the higher the ranking, the higher the rank.”

Ling Kong’s old face turned green.

Shit, who asked him to mention this.

Lingkong Club made this promise generously before because he didn’t want Jun Xingjian to be too angry, but now the person who has the leader is not Jun Xingjian at all.

His plan didn’t work out, and it was no longer his grandson who took all the Nascent Soul elites as stepping stones. Why should he come out with this reward to calm the public anger.

Who would have thought that he hadn’t thought of a way to default on his debts, and he was looking forward to seeing everyone lose their memory together. The bastard on the stage actually told the truth in public, and Ling Kong couldn’t be embarrassed.

And Baishi looked at him with an admiring smile, “Brother Lingkong, younger brother Dai Guqing, thank you for your love.”

Looking at his dazed smiling face, Lingkong almost couldn’t help but spit at him regardless of his image.

I love you ass, I can’t wait to chop up that dead boy alive now.

Here Ling Kong is still roaring in his heart.

There followed the referee’s sentence, “Now we have asked Venerable Lingkong to award awards to the Nascent Soul elites from all walks of life.” The audience burst into applause.

Ling Kong’s face twitched, what the hell.

You pretended to be dead just now, why are you all resurrected now?

In fact, everyone’s psychology is also well understood. Just now, they pretended to be dead because they were all losers and were in a bad mood. Now they will all be resurrected, of course, because they found a hapless person who lost even more than themselves.

Why did Lingkong make such a promise? Although everyone is not qualified to sit in the main stand, it is unclear, but it does not affect them in guessing the truth.

With Jun Xingjian’s strength at the beginning, what kind of abacus is Ling Kong planning, and the people present are at least in the Yuan Ying period, how can he not guess, so Ling Kong is now basically losing his wife and losing his army.

People are like this. When you are unlucky, you will be depressed and lost, but once you see someone who is more unlucky than yourself, you can instantly heal. Since seeing someone who is more unlucky will make you feel better, people will of course scold the more unlucky guy. Even more unlucky.

Amid the applause of the crowd, the Nascent Soul elites from all walks of life who had entered the finals flew off the stage one after another. Except for Du Nian, who was beaten with only half his life, all the members were present, together with Luo Jing, who had not come down from the stage. Chen and Jun Xingjian, plus a referee who acted as a temporary host, were full of thirty-eight people.

This time, no matter how frustrated and depressed Ling Kong was, he had to force up his smiling face, and flew “elegantly” to present the reward.

Dafang leaned over to Yuan Zhen and asked in a low voice, “Master, why does the disciple think Venerable Lingkong’s face is a little weird?”

Yuan Zhen was still cheerful, “It’s normal.” You will die if you

knock down your teeth and swallow blood .

Isn’t that what he looked like when he insisted that he was fine.

Touching his oily head, looking at Ling Kong’s supposedly normal face, he was generously puzzled.

On the stage, I kept taking the Ruyi houses that the referee took out of the storage bag, and handed them over to the cultivators of the Yuanying. They had to force a smile to say no thanks, and continue to work hard for the volleys of such scenes. , My heart was bleeding constantly. When it was sent to Jun Xingjian, I almost burst into tears, grandson, how could you lose like this.

Silently lowered his eyes and restrained himself, Jun Xingjian took the storage bag handed over by Lingkong (because there are rewards for the top three players, so Fang Hui has a special storage bag), and said thank you indifferently.

Ling Kong silently patted his shoulder, grandson don’t be discouraged, we will win it back next time.

Silently encouraging his grandson, Ling Kong stepped forward, and finally saw the face that made him grit his teeth.

“Friend Gu, the Lingyin Sect has hidden you so tightly.”

No matter how good he was, Ling Kong couldn’t help but say something sour.

Luo Jingchen pretended not to understand and smiled lightly, “Because most of the boys were practicing in seclusion before, it wasn’t because the sect was deliberately hiding it.”

As soon as these words came out, the audience fell down. Most people who practice in seclusion can do this. The combat power and temporary anti-ability of the fighters, kid, you lied to us and didn’t practice it, didn’t you?

Ling Kong laughed a little twitchingly, “So that’s the case, it seems that you are really talented, little Taoist friend. You can practice such fighting ability even in long-term seclusion.”

Luo Jingchen still didn’t hear “understand”, his eyes were smiling. Looking at Ling Kong, the smiling face looks like a child who is ignorant of the world. “Your Excellency, you said the same thing, no wonder my ancestor asked me to plant Putuozi, because I was afraid that I would be too aggressive and affect my practice.”

Uh… Lingkong Really can’t go on, is this kid really stupid or fake.

After taking the storage bag handed over by the referee, Ling Kong resisted the urge to smoke, and handed it over, “Congratulations to the little Daoist friend for becoming the leader of the Nascent Soul this year.”

Luo Jingchen politely took it, “Thank you Venerable.

” It was said that Lingkong loves face the most, so Luo Jingchen is not afraid that he will play with the prize, and he will not check it in public.

And her generous and decent behavior immediately won her a lot of goodwill.

Many female cultivators present looked at her with bright eyes, and some even began to inquire about Gu Qing’s life background.

Wei Hongyi pouted, and Wei Sa looked at her with a playful smile, “Hongyi, if you don’t hurry, be careful to be preempted by others.”

Wei Hongyi’s pink face turned red, “Uncle, what are you talking about? Well, he’s a Buddhist cultivator.”

Wei Sa said with a disapproving smile, “What about a Buddhist cultivator, he hasn’t shaved.”

Not all Buddhist cultivators have to shave or become a monk, and there are some who, in Buddhist terms, can’t let go of the world. Humans exist as named disciples. Of course, the skills that such people can practice will be somewhat worse than that of formal Buddhist disciples, but the strength displayed by Luo Jingchen obviously cannot be classified into this common sense. middle.

The cheerful Wei Hongyi blushed when Wei Sa teased her, stomped her feet, and turned her head away to ignore him.

Wei Sa, who felt that I could understand the mentality of this little child, smiled and didn’t continue to tease her.

The volley on the stage finally completed this terrible awarding ceremony, and once again encouraged everyone, flicked his sleeves, and flew back to the main stand.

Baishi greeted him with a smile, and prepared a cup of spiritual tea diligently, “Daoist Lingkong has said so much, you are thirsty, come and drink some spiritual tea to moisten your throat.”

Knowing that he was stumbling around, Lingkong Gritting his teeth, he took the cup of spirit tea, “Thank you, Daoist Baishi.”

Baishi waved his hand with a smile, “No, no, you have given Gu Qing so many good things, what is there for my brother to invite you to drink a cup of spirit tea?” Ling

Kong The tea that just entered the mouth almost spit out, can we not mention this terrible thing?

Putting down the teacup in his hand, UU Reading www.sonicmtl.com Lingkong finally replied angrily, “Speaking of this, this defeat is not a bad thing for Xingjian, after all, he is too young, and someone can take a setback. His spirit is more conducive to his future cultivation.”

Bai Shi agreed and nodded, “Yes, it’s not all good things for a young man to be successful, alas, it’s a pity that no one can dampen Gu Qing’s spirit.”

Ling Kong was angry, this old boy It’s just to burp himself.

“That’s not necessarily true. Didn’t Xingjian make an appointment with him to wait until his natal magic weapon is all right? In fact, as long as Xingjian is given a few years, when he grows to the age of Gu Qing, the outcome will be difficult to say. Yes

.”

Humph!

My grandson is only thirty-eight years old, not to mention among the many monks in the Illusory Spirit Realm, even among the monks in the Nascent Soul stage, he is also a young boy, and it is nothing to lose one or two times if he is inexperienced.

People under the age of fifty who can cultivate to the middle stage of Nascent Soul can no longer be regarded as ordinary geniuses, not to mention that Jun Xingjian is still a “juvenile” at the age of thirty-eight, not to mention the middle stage of Nascent Soul. There are a lot of people under the age of 3, so Ling Kong said this with confidence, and decided that Luo Jingchen must be older than Jun Xingjian.

(To be continued) ()