In the 100th year I traveled

Qi Bai getting the quota for the World Cultivation Ceremony was a reassurance for Qiu Xing, during this time he seemed to have nothing to do, even though he had nothing to do.

Holding Zhu Xiaoan in one hand, carrying the Chengying Sword, he walked around the Xuyang Immortal Sect in such a grandiose manner.

"Brother Tianxing, I heard senior brother Qi Bai say that he is going to take you to the Cultivation Ceremony, is it true?" the child asked sweetly with his big cute eyes open.

Qiuqiu asked maliciously, "Does Xiaoan want to go too?"

"Well, can Xiao An go?" The big eyes twinkle, and even the usual bun is cuter than before.

"No." Qiuxing cruelly broke the child's fantasy.

The child lowered his head in frustration, "Oh."

Qiuxing smiled, and rubbed the child's well-touched head, "Xiao'an, hurry up and work hard, the champion of the next World Cultivation Ceremony may be yours."

"Xiao An will work hard, so this time, Senior Brother Qi Bai and Senior Brother Deming will win."

"But there is only one champion, who does Xiao An think will win?"

"Hey..." Zhu Xiaoan hesitated, who is more powerful, Senior Brother Qi Bai or Senior Brother Deming.

"Pfft..." Qiuxing snickered, and was delighted by the child's embarrassing expression.

The angry child puffed up his bun face, "Brother Xing said who is more powerful that day."

"Qi Bai!" Qiu Xing said the answer.

"Why?" Zhu Xiao'an was puzzled. Senior brother Deming stepped into the Golden Core realm earlier than Senior Brother Qi Bai, and he was a swordsman, so the general lethality would be more powerful than ordinary Golden Cores.

"It's a man's intuition."

"Liar." The child rolled his eyes directly.

"Then let's wait and see!" They seemed to have completely forgotten that besides Qi Bai and De Ming, there were many more talented monks who were staring at this world cultivation ceremony.

Deming is undoubtedly happy that Qi Bai got the quota. Uncle Sun rebelled against the evil way, and Qi Bai lost most of the resources of the sect. Both the master and the elders turned their attention to him, which made him feel The unprecedented pressure, now that Qi Bai got what he deserved, the pressure didn't decrease, but became heavier, and even his mind was in a trance during this time.

"Senior brother, this step is wrong." Qi Bai held a black flag in his hand, frowned slightly, and looked at Deming dissatisfied. He should not make such a low-level mistake.

"Sorry!" Deming laughed dumbfounded, "I'm a little distracted, think I've lost this round!"

The slender fingers that were as white as jade mischievously disturbed the entire chessboard, pointing at the chessboard and said: "Brother, is his mind distracted, or his mind is disturbed."

"My heart was flustered." Deming admitted, with a wry smile, "I was a little flustered the moment I heard that my junior brother got a quota. Maybe I'm not a good senior brother at all."

"Oh." Qi Bai looked at the person in front of him in surprise, "If you say it so bluntly, you will be hated."

"Then junior brother hates me! It's a terrible thing for me to have such thoughts." Deming was a little sad, he would be afraid, Qi Bai spent quite a lot of time with him, and they used to fight each other often. But he never really saw Qi Bai clearly.

The unknown, despite the familiarity, is certainly frightening.

"But it's no wonder that senior brother has that kind of thinking." Qi Bai rearranged the messy chess pieces on the chessboard, took Deming's white pieces, and played chess with himself with great interest.

"Senior brother, although you are strong, you are not my opponent." Not sure whether it was sarcasm or just telling a fact, the overly steady voice continued: "Senior brother, you are afraid of me."

Deming stood up abruptly, "No, I just..."

Qi Bai raised his head and smiled lightly: "Of course I understand that senior brother treats me well, but there can only be one winner. Senior brother is a little bit stupefied."

Deming was stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly and said, "I can't compare to you in terms of state of mind alone."

The once proud man of heaven was deprived of almost all privileges, and lived in a small courtyard. The teachers and uncles in the door deliberately downplayed his influence, but he just did nothing like this, and was still in the eyes of the new generation. He has a high prestige among the disciples, and even his cultivation has been growing steadily.

The more this is the case, the more people feel fear. No one can bet on whether the disciple taught by the demon will become the next demon, and no one dares to gamble.

The two colors of black and white spread out on the chessboard, criss-crossing, and the fighting was fierce, but Qi Bai's heart was calm, like a mirror, he just didn't care, since he didn't care, then naturally there would be no waves in his heart.

"Senior brother, I will win." Qi Bai faced the challenge unilaterally, "Whether it's you, or all my opponents participating in the World Cultivation Ceremony."

Deming: "In this case, I will do my best." He didn't take Qi Bai's arrogant words as fantasy, Deming had a premonition that if it was Qi Bai, he might really be able to do it, and at this moment he also felt that A raging desire to win was ignited, and only in terms of cultivation, he thought he was no worse than anyone else.

Facing Qi Bai's provocative gauntlet, no one could stand it, the entanglement in his heart seemed to have disappeared, and there was only one belief left, which Qi Bai could not underestimate no matter what.

Qi Bai clapped his hands and praised: "This is why I am a senior brother."

Deming sat down, pointed to the chessboard and said, "The game just now doesn't count, let's do it again."

Qi Bai naturally agreed, cleared the chessboard, and the two began to fight fiercely again.

"Are you going to take Junior Brother Qiu with you this time?" Deming found a good position, and pressed down the white word lightly. With a clear sound, Qi Bai also dropped the sunspot.

"Well, he wants to go, so I will take him with me naturally."

"Junior Brother, Junior Brother Qiu is just a mortal from beginning to end, the cultivation ceremony is too much..."

"I know what senior brother wants to say, heh, Qiuxing is just a mortal." Qi Bai interrupted him with a chuckle, "Senior brother, ask yourself how he looks like a mortal."

Deming woke up suddenly. Indeed, Qiuxing was a very special person. He obviously had no cultivation level at all, but he didn't show any timidity when facing people who were several levels higher than him. He has always been neither humble nor overbearing, and he has indeed always placed Qiuxing on an equal footing.

"Junior Brother Qiu is indeed different." Deming was a little puzzled, "Such a person is definitely not just an ordinary disciple."

"He's not ordinary." Qi Bai chuckled, not caring about De Ming's heart at all, "After all, he's the one I'm looking for."

"Junior Brother, you are happy." Deming rubbed his forehead, "As long as he doesn't do anything harmful to the sect, Junior Brother can treat him whatever he wants."

"Don't worry, senior brother! You just love to worry too much." Qi Bai put down a black chess piece, he didn't like a mere Xuyang Xianmen.

"If my younger brother hadn't woken me up, I wouldn't have thought so much." De Ming put on a white piece, his brows were slightly frowned, his white piece didn't seem very good.

"I was talking too much." Qi Bai pointed to the chessboard, "Brother, let's concentrate on playing! We're about to lose again."

Deming put away his extra thoughts and began to practice quickly, looking for Baizi's way out.

The situation here in Qiuxing is not so good. There is a saying that the road to enemies is narrow.

Qiu Xing asked himself that he and Tao You were not enemies, but unfortunately Tao You and Qi Bai were not at odds, and Qiu Xing, who was labeled as Qi Bai, was naturally disliked by him.

"Hey, isn't this Qi Bai's pet boy? Why, come out for a walk." Holding a folding fan, Tao You looked at Qiu Xing frivolously. Last time he didn't notice Qiu Xing at all. Now, take a closer look. Look, it turns out that this is the man Qi Bai likes. Although he is good looking, will a tough man be comfortable to hug?

Tao You gritted his teeth, he didn't care, as long as he wanted to snatch Qi Bai's things, he would throw them away in the end.

"Hey, isn't this Taoyou ~ Master You, why are you out of the mood to blow air again." Qiuxing pulled Zhu Xiaoan behind him, and asked in a leisurely tone.

"My uncle's name is Tao You, not Tao Youyou." The bones of the folding fan in his hand made a sound of being overwhelmed. What the hell is Tao Youyou? It sounds like a girl.

"I'm sorry, I bit my tongue, real Tao Youyou." Qiuxing picked out his ears, gritted his teeth, and showed a toothy smile at Tao You.

"I see." Tao You put away the folding fan in his hand, "You must want to attract my uncle's attention, right? Very good, you succeeded."

Qiu Xing was stunned on the spot, the familiar words, he vaguely remembered that such words often appeared in the eight o'clock file that his mother loved to watch when he was a child.

But when Tao Youyou said it... It was like seeing a fly stretching its teeth and claws in front of him. Qiuxing waved his hand, "As expected of a real person, the way of thinking is really special." It was hard to tell whether it was a sigh or nothing to say.

"Of course, as long as you follow me, I will give you what Qi Bai can give you, and I will give you what Qi Bai can't." Tao You said with an expression that Lao Tzu is a god and other mortals are not coming to worship soon. Said to Qiuxing in high spirits.

"That's really sorry, you really can't give me what Qi Bai can give me." Qiuxing interrupted Tao You.

"What are you talking about! He's just a traitor's apprentice. He has nothing at all now. What good will you gain by following him?" Tao You became more and more angry as he thought about it. His father had clearly promised him that the quota for this cultivation ceremony was absolutely absolute. He would not participate, but he regretted it at the Zongmen meeting, and tried his best to get Qi Bai elected, but in the end, Qi Bai still wanted to participate.

Father didn't even think about how he could win with Qi Bai around?Even this mortal in front of him turned to Qi Bai, what is so good about him.

Qiuxing replied solemnly: "Qi Bai is pretty."

He added mercilessly: "I am not resistant to good-looking people at all. Tao Youyou, you have to go back to the furnace and remake it at least a hundred times before you can meet my standards."

Frankly speaking, Tao You is not ugly, he looks like a young boy, but unfortunately for some reason he looks extraordinarily vain, and at first glance, it lowers his impression a lot.And among the cultivators, there are very few ugly ones, unless the resting method is special.

"You..." Tao You grabbed the wrist who was about to leave Qiuxing, with an unfriendly expression on his face, about to explode.

"You can think clearly, what will happen if you touch me, Qi Bai." Although he lost his cultivation, the aura of the God Transformer was preserved without reservation. Tao You, who was locked in by this aura without reservation, Immediately pale and let go of his hand.

Qiuxing pulled Zhu Xiaoan away without looking back, and let out a disdainful sneer, as if mocking Tao You's timidity.

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Autumn trip: Tao Youyou~

Tao Youyou: ...

Autumn trip: Tao Youyou~

Tao Youyou: ...

Autumn trip: Hey, it’s still not right, then, Tao Youyou, it must be right this time!

Tao You: Hey, look at me, Heihu, digging out his heart!

Good evening, fellow passengers, here is a friendly reminder to you: Mr. Qi Bai is rushing towards the road with a 40-meter long knife, innocent people please evacuate the scene quickly to prevent accidental injury~