The System Takes Me to Practice

Zhou Feilong belongs to the young master Jie Gao, but Zhou Zhiyuan is a handsome dandy who has been among the thousands of flowers and leaves his body alone.

Especially the appearance of wearing a white dress and a folding fan, and the follow-up of the fan when the fan was gently fanned with his right hand, which made the non-girl monks obsessed.

So overall, Zhou Zhiyuan's first impression of Yang Fan was pretty good.

Zhou Zhiyuan looked around, frowning suddenly, and this frowning movement made the ungirl monk scream in shock.

"Zhou Zhiyuan, I want to marry you!"

"Ah! Zhiyuan, I want to give you a monkey!"

"Fuck! Zhiyuan is mine, don't fight with me!"

"..."

Among these shouting female monks, there are still Taoists, and some Taoists are sitting next to them. When these female monks' Taoists heard this, they became furious, and pointed at their own Taoists to curse. The female monk who was scolded was not happy on the spot, and directly proposed to break up.

So this happened. Zhou Zhiyuan's arrival made many male monks become single dogs.

"Why isn't Jian Wudi coming? Is he afraid of me?"

Zhou Zhiyuan used Xian Yuan Li to spread the voice throughout the safety zone. In his opinion, Jian Wudi must be hidden in a corner, trying to embarrass himself.

At the same time, the western region of the Lower Continent, in the dark forest.

Whoosh whoosh!

In the dense woods, there are three real wonderland powerhouses flying fast, led by a fat man, holding a long sword with a high-grade fairy weapon in his hand, and there is still a trace of golden blood on the blade.

Behind him, a man and a woman followed. The man has a fierce face and a scar on his forehead. The woman was a little ugly, and there was a sesame-sized measles on both cheeks.

Both of them have the strength of True Wonderland, and the fat man headed by them has the strength of True Wonderland.

"Hurry up, Master Jian has already said that the kid has a high level of swordsmanship. If you absorb him, Master Jian will be even stronger."

"But the boss, that kid is too good at hiding. We chased him for so many years and always let him run away when we were about to catch him. This is not the way to go."

The scared man couldn't help complaining.

"It doesn't matter, he was cut by me."

After that, the fat man pointed to the golden blood on his long sword, and an inconspicuous green light flashed on the blade of the long sword.

"But the boss, just cut him, it's not of much use, people can instantly recover if they know the tactics."

"Lin Yang, did you get kicked in your head by the donkey? Have you forgotten the poison on the boss's sword?"

The person who answered the scarred man named Lin Yang was the measles woman. Although she was a woman, she sweared foul language from time to time.

"Jiang Ting, you are not much better, but you are smart and pocky. It is impossible for a man to love you in this life."

"what did you say?!!"

The measles woman named Jiang Ting was furious and was about to take action to teach Lin Yang, but was drunk by the fat man.

"Enough, that kid can't run far, let's speed up."

Huh huh!

The two had no choice but to stop, speeding up and flying away with the fat man.

About a day later, on the ground where Lin Yang and Jiang Ting were noisy, a small soil **** suddenly bulged out, and the soil **** was pushed open, and a young man with embarrassment emerged from it.

The man held an ordinary long sword in his hand, his eyes were full of sword intent.

Looking at the three people who had gone away, the man patted the dust on his body, then turned around and flew towards the central area quickly.

The man tossed and turned, and it took more than half a month to get to the battle platform in the central area.

At this moment, Zhou Zhiyuan stood quietly with his hands behind his back on the battle stage. With his eyes closed, the noisy surroundings could not affect him in the least.

With the first rays of sunlight shining on the ground, there was a burst of cheers from those watching the battle.

"Finally, this day, to be able to witness the battle between the two Tianjiao, I believe it will be of great help to me."

A monk in the fairyland couldn't help but excitedly said.

"The battle between the two arrogances in the rankings has not been seen for a long time. I hope that I will not be disappointed today."

In an inconspicuous corner, there was a human body with a donkey-headed Yaozu widening his eyes, looking at Zhou Zhiyuan on the stage thoughtfully.

"Tsk tsk..."

And on a seat opposite the demon clan with a donkey head, a sloppy old man took a pot of wine and drank it happily, but a few meters around him, no monk was willing to follow him, just because he was all covered. Exudes an extremely unpleasant smell. This kind of smell can still be smelled even if it is isolated with the immortal power.

The sloppy old man is very powerful, and because he is well hidden, no one knows that his realm has reached the tenth level of the true fairyland.

"what?"

Suddenly, if the sloppy old man felt something, he cast his eyes directly on the monster monk with the donkey head. And this monk with a donkey head just felt cold all over, and he looked down and found that it was just an old humanoid man, and he immediately became angry.

"What do you look at, what a sloppy old man, believe it or not I kick you to death?"

"drink!"

The sloppy old man was amused, and said in a playful tone.

"Old man, I have lived for most of my life, and this is the first time I have seen this underdeveloped half-human half-demon. I think it must be delicious to roast.

"What are you talking about? Do you know that Lord Lü, my name resounds throughout the lower reaches of the continent, even if sect elders like Xianwuzong see me, they must respectfully invite me over for tea. You are all over The unpleasant, sloppy old man wants to roast me. If I don’t teach you, I’ll write my name in reverse."

The strength of the demon clan of the human donkey head is only at the level of the true fairyland. In this battle platform, the strength is also top-notch, so the demon clan who claims to be the donkey don't put the dirty old man in the eyes.

The sloppy old man wore a robe and held a piece of floating dust in his hand. It's just that because I haven't changed and washed all the year round, whether it is a robe or floating dust, there is a thick layer of grease stains on it, emitting an unpleasant smell.

Not only that, but the sloppy old man was barefoot and without shoes. In other words, the shoes are worn out for a long time because they are only ordinary products. Because the nails on the feet have not been washed and cut all the year round, the smell they emit is even worse than that on the body.

The sloppy old man was not ashamed but proud, digging his nostrils while clasping his toenails. Sometimes the digging didn't go well, and the hands were turned back, and the hands that pulled the feet were used to dig the nose. The monks who looked at him felt extremely sick.

puff!

At this moment, a not very loud voice sounded, and the old man was the center of the center, and an unpleasant odor filled a radius of one kilometer.