After Wearing a White Moonlight Stand-in

The latest chapter after wearing a white moonlight stand-in!

How to win against Fang Lingqing within three days is now the number one problem facing Qiao Wan and the number one problem facing the entire Injustice Academy.

Before that, Li Juan specially analyzed Qiao Wan.

"The physical quality is good, and I can barely cope with the third-order magic weapon, but it is best not to use it so frequently and hurt the body."

Physical fitness is a plus.

Aside from physical fitness, spiritual consciousness is quite strong, but unfortunately, without systematic study, it is easier to manipulate magical beasts and spirit beasts with demonic energy, but when encountering a monk who specializes in this area, or who has specially cultivated spiritual consciousness, it is very likely that have to kneel.

Ye Xiyuan is a tragic case.

Martial arts can be regarded as the best among peers, plus points.

But since Fang Lingqing can be ranked in the "benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trust", he is not a vegetarian, not to mention being ashamed and courageous, these few days must be devoted to cultivation.

In this ten-day appointment, it is still unknown who will win.

"All in all," Li Juan changed to a comfortable position and sat down, and came to a light conclusion, "It is to check and fill in the gaps, ensure the advantages of martial arts, and shorten the disadvantages of oneself."

But there are only three days left, and even if you want to be reborn, it is too late.

After listening carefully to Li's analysis, Qiao Wan raised her hand and asked implicitly, "Senior, the academy... Is there any kind of unique swordsmanship or storytelling?"

Commonly known as gold finger.

Li Juing sneered: "If the academy had these ancient books, how could it be reduced to the level it is today."

Qiao Wan: She thinks too much QAQ

What can you do in three days?

Li Juan frowned: "Have you ever fought against Jindan or Yuan Ying monks with a high level of cultivation?"

"Your consciousness has already broken through the Nascent Soul. If you have fought against these monks, it is better to go back to the memory of the first fight, and maybe you will gain something."

Ga baby.

Hearing this, Qiao Wan's heart rose instantly.

She played against Jiaying!

Noticing the change in Qiao Wan's face, Li Juan obviously misunderstood something, and his brows furrowed even tighter: "No?"

If not this is troublesome.

Qiao Wan immediately shook her head: "Yes."

And more than just a cultivator of Jindan and Nascent Soul, the one who fought against her is the current demon emperor!

"Senior, I have a solution."

Leaving such a sentence in a hurry, Qiao Wan quickly crossed her legs into silence, letting her divine consciousness immerse in the sea of ​​consciousness.

The memory in the sea of ​​knowledge is like a river, following this long river, ripping and pulling in the memory.

In the next second, Qiao Wan's eyes flashed, and when she regained her senses, there was a handsome and proud man in a black robe in front of her.

The man glanced at her coldly: "Come."

Jiaying, the demon emperor Jiaying.

Compared with martial arts, who can compare to the demon emperor!

Although there is no way to change the memory, it can be traced back. In the sea of ​​​​knowledge, "traveling" into the past self relives the **** and tearful battle with Jia Ying over and over again. This is a top free sparring practice!

Thinking of this, Qiao Wan's spirit was lifted.

There is no need for a golden finger, and the battle experience one after another is her strongest golden finger.

There are many benefits to playing against the demon emperor Jiaying, but there is one thing that is not very good, that is, the mental pressure may be a little big.

Especially when he relived how he was shattered by Jia Ying's palm over and over again, it was a **** of a mental force.

"The thief of the rat generation." As if he suddenly lost interest, Jia Ying tugged at his face, and his robe sleeves twitched, "Suffer to death."

Once again, he was knocked out, and he re-experienced the thrill of a broken bone.

Qiao Wan spat out a mouthful of blood.

Mom sells batches.

Before it hurts to the point of losing your mind, quickly dial back the memory.

Another flower in front of her eyes, and with a flash of divine effort, she saw Jiaying standing with her hands behind her back, her tiny black and white braids fluttering in the wind.

The man's eyelids drooped, and his voice was low and arrogant: "I found it."

This was the first time she and Jiaying met.

With these short three words, the almost terrifying coercion instantly collapsed.

This is one of the top combat powers in the entire cultivation world.

Qiao Wan held her breath and paid attention to every move Jia Ying made, and every change in her demon power when a man made a move.

It doesn't matter if you don't see clearly, just dial it back.

again and again.

As we all know, the demon emperor Jiaying is a fighting maniac. When he broke the temple and fought with her, he didn't use his true skills. The reason why he suddenly turned his face and ended the battle was because he felt bored.

There is an advantage to this.

In the battle of the broken temple, the man deliberately lowered his own cultivation and ability, and gave her a chance to fight, otherwise, she might not be able to see the doorway clearly.

After repeating the battle of the broken temple more than ten times, Qiao Wan recalled the days when Nan Huozhou went with him, and continued to review Jiaying's guidance.

Just when Qiao Wan was addicted to using Jia Ying as a sparring partner.

In reality, she had already squatted in front of her and watched the crowd.

"The mountain chief has been quiet for almost a day," Zheng Wenliang said with a lie, "Shouldn't he really give up?"

Even if he were to die, he would still struggle to the death. Light entering stillness without cultivation is useless!

Could it be that they fled without a fight in the first battle of their academy?

At this moment, a low and deep male voice sounded.

"Get back."

Zheng Wenliang and the other "little cabbage" were startled: "Uncle Li?!"

"Uncle Shi, come and take a look, the mountain chief has been quiet for almost a day."

Green waist stretched out his hand with a gloomy look on his face: "Since morning until now, we haven't moved the nest here, aren't we worried?"

Li Ju's face didn't change, and he glanced at Qiao Wan, who was sitting cross-legged: "Wait."

Wait for "he" to wake up.

The next day, Qiao Wan ended the memory retrospective, remembered all the tricks, and began to try to use the method taught to her by the magic method before, to create a sandbag version of Jiaying in the sea of ​​​​knowledge.

After all, the ability is limited, and if you squeeze it, you can at most get a low-profile version, but a low-profile version of Jiaying is almost equal to a high-profile version of Fang Lingqing.

Poke the hand-made Jiaying on the ground, Qiao Wan began to try to play against the low-profile version of Jiaying. This time, she did not need to be trapped in the memory that could not be changed, she could change the move.

Can try it on the figure Jiaying, what did she learn from the retrospective.

After the fight, Qiao Wan sat on the ground again, recalled the battle just now, and continued to fill in the gaps.

Playing with power is addicting.

Especially against a powerhouse like Jia Ying who seems to be hanging on.

Every move is simply walking on the edge of life and death, and there is almost no backtracking, and you can learn a little different experience from it.

Jumping back a step, Qiao Wan took a breath, only to feel goosebumps all over his body with excitement, and his heart was boiling.

Although it has only been three days, she already understands why Jiaying is busy fighting with others every day!

Because it is really-

So cool!

It's really addictive, but painful!

On the third day, Qiao Wan finally came out of the stillness.

Seeing this, a group of "little cabbage" people hugged and cried.

In the past three days, the cabbage people's psychology has successfully completed the transition from "if you can't beat it, you have to struggle for a while" to "if you can't beat it, don't die."

"It's out! It's finally out!"

"Even if you really can't beat it, you can't shut yourself off, Chief Mountain."

It's not that they grow other people's ambition and destroy their own prestige. It's just that they have spent the past three days in tranquility, and Qiao Wan didn't practice at all, which is still a hairline.

Unexpectedly, facing everyone's gaze, the young man stretched out his hand very calmly.

"Qiao Wan: "You... and you, try a few tricks with me. "

The crowd of cabbage looked at each other in dismay.

This is because of failure to cultivate, so I have to take a few of them to vent their anger, or do I struggle a little bit before losing?

In the interval of hesitation, Li Juan raised his foot unceremoniously and kicked: "Go!"

To be honest, but the cultivation of the foundation has wasted three days in the tranquility. Zheng Wenliang and a few do not believe that Qiao Wan can change.

But after a while, a few cabbages came back crying with blue noses and swollen faces. When they came back, they hugged Li Jong's thigh and cried, stunned Lu Yao and Zheng Wenliang and the others.

While running on Li Ding's thighs, the little cabbage burst into tears.

They are wrong! They shouldn't look down on Shanzhang as a little white-faced.

Master! The mountain leader is so scary! Is that human being? ! This move is too terrifying, this is not human!

He kicked the Confucian scholars who hugged their thighs, and Li Ju stared at Qiao Wan for a while, then suddenly pulled the corner of his mouth to reveal a shallow smile, and pulled out the small white-sheathed sword behind him.

"Before going to the Fa conference, have a trick with me."

"Let's talk first." Li Juing whispered: "If you lose to me, don't go to the Fa and you will lose face to the academy."

Four eyes facing each other.

Li Juing's face remained unchanged, his eyes darkened.

Qiao Wan also pulled out a smile: "Yes."

Fighting in the sea of ​​knowledge for so long has completely ignited her passion. Every inch of her body, every inch of muscle, is screaming and fighting!

On the Dharma Assembly, the flower seat peak.

Looking around, there are huge crowds.

The reason why Huazuofeng is called Huazuofeng is because the shape of the peak is like a lotus flower, and the lotus platform is spread among the lingering clouds.

Not far from Huazuo Peak, there are three mountain peaks that stand a thousand meters on the wall and tower into the clouds.

At that time, the top three of the three religions will be on the top of the three peaks, sitting on the top of the peaks, with a cliff of hundreds of feet at the foot, and the top of the head is a barren oil cloud. At the same time, discuss the law on these three peaks, and win the leader.

The three peaks are also the places that the disciples of the three religions yearn for.

But now, many people are looking anxious, staring at the flower seat peak and looking left and right.

Mainly because of the ten-day appointment between Qiao Wan and Fang Lingqing.

It's already 4 o'clock when the appointment is made, so why haven't you come yet?

In the crowd, there were intermittent discussions.

"Should he run away?!"

"I rub it! My spirit stone! QAQ, I bet a hundred middle-grade spirit stones!"

"I also bet three hundred mid-grade spirit stones!"

If this runs away, it will be a fool.

Fang Lingqing, who was in the center of the crowd, looked around, and his face was a little unsightly.

If Lu Cixian didn't come, it would be beneficial to him, but he couldn't hold back the subtle unhappiness in his heart.

In the past ten days, he had worked hard for the humiliation of the summit, but his opponent ran away.

And... he was alone at the top of the mountain.

A gust of cold wind blows.

The young Confucian scholar held a noble and glamorous posture, glanced around inadvertently from the corner of his eyes, and felt a subtle bleak and bally sadness.

Selecting the time and place for the registration conference and opening ceremony of the Three Religions Dharma Conference also has Fang Lingqing's own selfishness.

Winner takes all, loser for Kou!

Those who lose will go back to their hometown, but those who win will be different.

Fang Lingqing swept around, feeling a little excited.

On the first day, the headmasters, leaders, and elders of these sects will all be present, which is undoubtedly the best chance to make a name for themselves.

Look at who the deer dies!

The problem is that almost a quarter of an hour has passed, and there are only three quarters of an hour left before the agreed time.

This Lu Cixian, is the **** coming or not?

As the "Opening Ceremony" approached, various factions began to appear one after another.

This time it is an official debut, and everyone has done their best. Regardless of whether they can be shortlisted in the end, they must not lose in terms of momentum.

Various types of flying boats crowded the entire sky.

Among them, Chongde Ancient Garden is the most local tyrant, and it has brought a fairy palace!

Carved railings, jade bricks, green tiles and rubies, the splendid fairy palace hangs high in the blue sky, and countless Confucian scholars stand by the railings.

"Zhaohai Fairy" Bai Shanhu, and "Canglang Sword" Meng Canglang were among them, Qi Feidao glanced down lazily with a hand.

Looking from a distance, I saw the aura of local tyrants coming towards him.

In the distance, the disciples of Taixuan Temple came in succession with their swords, and the sword lights in the sky were intertwined, and the darkness was overwhelming.

Just as everyone was fighting with all their strength, a wheelchair fell from the sky.

A man whose body had been cut in half was nestled in a wheelchair, with an official smile on his face, followed by two teams of strong men, all of whom were full of evil spirits.

This is Ma Huaizhen, the head of Kunshan's Enlightenment Hall, and his Anbu disciples.

"Who is this?"

The man raised his eyelids lazily and glanced at the peak.

Where his eyes fell, it was Fang Lingqing.

As the Anbu disciple closest to Ma Huaizhen, Yuan Liu was taken aback when he heard the words.

"Ah. This seems to be a battle."

He is more familiar with this.

Although Ma Huaizhen seems to be a little down-to-earth and loves horse racing, after all, he is not a young eldest, and he is also the head of Kunshan's Awakening Hall. It is impossible to care about these juniors. The "Ten-Day Covenant" is also normal.

But most of the Anbu disciples like them came up from the outer door, and they tend to pay attention to these things.

Considering that Ma Huaizhen may not have heard of this, Yuan Liu very thoughtfully unwrapped the jade slip, explained the ins and outs, and let Ma Huaizhen see for himself.

Ma Huaizhen glanced at the intact eye.

dating?

Put it on today, have a fight here?

The reason why I noticed Fang Lingqing was that it was too prominent, and the two lacks were prominent.

Since it is an appointment, there must be an opponent, so I don't know who the second number two is?

"Lu Cixian?"

Taking the jade slip handed over by Yuan Liu, Ma Huaizhen flipped it over with his right hand, and his eyes were fixed on the left image.

The young man has fair complexion and cold eyebrows.

"Yes." Yuan Liu sighed, "Look at the hall master, this Lu Cixian looks pretty good."

Unexpectedly, Ma Huaizhen leaned on the wheelchair and was not very interested.

It turned out that this is the second missing number two, and it looks really good.

The most incomprehensible person in Kunshan, Ma Hall, thought leisurely.

Too bad he's a fool at such a young age.

After so many years of rolling and crawling in the outer door, Yuan Liu had cultivated a pair of fiery eyes long ago. Seeing that Ma Huaizhen was not very interested, he did not mention it again, and turned to mention another matter.

"I heard that this time, Venerable Miaofa has also arrived."

Venerable Miaofa hasn't left the customs for so many years, and I don't know why he is here today.

Hearing this sentence, the man lifted his eyelids: "Is there any news from Venerable Miaofa?"

"Not yet," Yuan Liu frowned, "I guess I'll be there later."

Now the one who picks up guests here is Zen Master Kongding.

Ma Huaizhen undecidedly returned to the wheelchair.

The juniors compete with each other, that is the matter of the juniors, and the twists and turns of the interests between the sects are the goals of their coming here.

Noticing the change in Ma Huaizhen's expression, Yuan Liu only felt bitterness in his mouth.

If it weren't for Qiao Wan, they would have been reduced to the level of caution they are today.

The thought of Qiao Wan made Yuan Liu feel very complicated.

I have to thank Qiao Wan for being able to run errands for Ma Huaizhen.

If it wasn't for Ma Huaizhen's eyes in the secret mudstone realm last time, he wouldn't be able to hang out with Ma Huaizhen.

It is said that men shed blood but not tears.

Yuan Liu felt that he was a tough guy all the way from an outer disciple, rolling and crawling to the captain of the Anbu squad.

Qiao Wan died, he was actually very sad when he heard that, and shed a few tears for Qiao Wan.

Not just him.

Even the tough guy like Hall Master Ma was affected a bit. During that time, he was not in a good mood. He always had a gloomy face, was ruthless in his words and actions, and changed his ways to spar with his disciples.

It was the darkest time for the Anbu disciples, but Hall Master Ma couldn't be blamed.

After all, Qiao Wan was gone, and Hall Master Ma was really unhappy.

There is no way, I can only bear it, there will always be a day when the clouds can be seen

But who knows that after a few months, reality will give him a cruel slap.

Qiao Wan she is not dead at all, Qiao Wan she is not dead! !

Hold!

All the Anbu disciples, including Yuan Liu, were Spartans.

Then their suffering and co-authorship during this period of time were all in vain? !

And most importantly, Qiao Wan deceived Ma Huaizhen too!

What about clearing the clouds to see the sun, and keeping the clouds open to see the moon? This is simply a dark cloud, no dawn!

Yuan Liu still remembers that dark day.

After learning that Qiao Wan was not dead, Ma Huai, the immortal **** of the world, had a very strange reaction. He sneered at first, but then his face became dark again, and he called a group of Anbu disciples for a devil training.

Abruptly trained the tough Anbu tough guys to cry and yell at Qiao Wan.

Until now, Ma Huaizhen has always looked so gloomy, which made the Anbu disciples who were accompanying them worried all day long.

See eye drops.

Two quarters of an hour left.

Including Yuan Liu, a thought was circling in everyone's mind.

Is Lu Cixian really not planning to come?