Once Upon A Time, There Was A Spirit Sword Mountain Chapter 637: : I never imagined that someone would dare to ask me to solve the problem

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A calligraphy copy, a group of cross talks ... Wang Lu successfully used a mean and shameless tactic to delay for a full three months.

It's not long, it's more than half the expectation of the most optimistic year. But looking at it from another angle, when we first set the comparison of the celestial beings, the preparation time was actually only three months. Now it is equivalent to doubling the preparation time, which is proud.

Wang Lu, who created this miracle in one hand, was somewhat unable to support it, fighting in front of the rostrum.

In these three months, he was the hardest person in the entire city of immortals. In the first month, he kept working hard to write a book in the competition field. Counting the factors of time distortion, he did not close his eyes for seven or eight years!

Even if Jin Dan ’s endurance energy is unusual, even if Wang Lu has entered an ethereal state at the time of writing, the consumption is much lower, but he ca n’t rest for seven or eight years, which is still enough to cause Yuanying monk to collapse Torture.

And he has n’t been idle for the next two months. Of course, the scripts of cross talk are written by him. Besides him, few people can create so many rich scripts in such a short time, and It will be adjusted and modified in time according to the audience's response. But the price of this job is the further consumption of energy. In two months, the group dialogues are connected, and his script plus the director must naturally not rest ...

Even if there were no people in black to stop, Wang Lu was hardly able to persevere all night. When the story of Zheng Sixteen came to an abrupt end, Wang Lu felt relieved.

"That's all I can do. Next ... it's up to you."

Wang Lu said, glancing at everyone around him.

"Everyone is a guru anyway, so I'll be more troublesome and sell some strength ... but don't even compare to my little golden pill."

And many true elders on the podium felt ashamed. In terms of strength and experience, none of them far surpassed Wang Lu, but on the stage of this group of immortals, they played a very small role, and they also had to rely on Wang Lu, a micro-jindan to control the situation. ......

Of course, this is indeed Hetu Zhenjun's connivance to Wang Lu, but on the other hand, these true monarchs ask themselves, and if they move away with Wang Lu, they really can't do it.

For example, in the opening ceremony of this group of Xian Dabi, something that no one should have taken seriously, he could actually pick out three months from the inside! With both genius creativity and excellent execution, Wang Lu's master plan is also unacceptable.

"Everyone, I won't talk more about nonsense. This time Daqun Dabi, I have to win anyway, I never want to taste the taste of failure, this time it is Xu Sheng not defeat ... You do n’t Disappointed me, if you wake up and find that you lost ... I will consider changing jobs! "

After Wang Lu said this sentence, he could no longer support his deep sleep, and it was indescribable embarrassment for the true monarchs.

This * naked, domineering and distrustful tone is really rare for these dignitaries. And the most important thing is the last sentence.

Jumping? Where to jump? Dixian side?

In theory, this is of course a joke, but Wang Lu ca n’t use common sense to take a joke seriously, he has done too much ...... For example, the three-month opening ceremony, said in advance, Who doesn't think it's a joke! ?

If Wanxianmeng really lost to the ancient Dixian in the Daxian group ... He really wanted to change to Dixian camp? He may really be able to do such a thing. To go bigger, the hordes of celestial beings compete for dominance, but in the final analysis it is to fight against the crisis of falling celestial beings. If Wanxianmeng is really muddy and not on the wall, it is understandable that good birds choose wood and live. When I was younger, on the side of the earth immortal, Xuan Mo was obviously out of touch with him. During this time, a large group of brain powder was discovered. In addition, he is the excavator, opener and even heir of this group of fairy tombs. In fact, there is not much resistance to join the Dixian camp!

The more you consider, the more complicated the real monarchs look at Wang Lu.

Why is such a talented disciple discreetly saying this?

And among them, Feng Yin is the most embarrassing. He wants to say something, but he does n’t know what to say. His eloquence has always been mediocre, and he is not very eloquent. And he is also quite intractable about Wang Lu ’s problems. Wang Lu ’s predecessor was that person after all ... What should Feng Yin say about him?

When tangled, Feng Yin turned around and saw not far away. Wang Wuduan sat on the futon, with a plate of melon seeds in his hands, watching with interest, and a pair of sitting and watching a good show. Come here.

In Yuanshen, Feng Yin roared: "Wang Wu!"

Wang Wu was all in shock, and the seeds were half-sprinkled: "What's wrong with me?"

"Look at the good apprentice you taught!?"

"What does it matter to me if I depend on this? Don't you sit at random!" Wang Wu retorted angrily, but as soon as he finished speaking, Feng Yin blocked all her words back.

"Don't you want the elder's offering!?"

"I depend on you, a **** who abuses power! You are ruthless! You are waiting for me!"

Wang Wu severely spurned the bullying and fearful behavior of Feng Yin in Yuanshen, and then looked at Wang Lu, who had fallen asleep, and he also hated: You are a slut, she actually pushed everything to I then sleep alone!

But ... things still have to be done, who made him ... Wang Lu.

Wang Wu put up a smiley face and stood up: "Don't take it seriously, Wang Lu is just childish."

A true sneer snorted: "Tang Jinjin Dan is also a child?"

Wang Wuyi pouted: "Why don't you think it's a boy?"

"Poof!"

At that time, a real monarch almost vomited bleeding: "Wang Lu is a virgin!?"

Wang Wu said: "Well, if you want to be more truthful, I can't make a 100% assertion anyway. I haven't used it anyway."

"Nonsense! You are mentors and disciples, how can you pass it!"

Wang Wu raised his eyebrows: "What happened to the master and apprentice? Many denominational grandchildren and even multiple grandparents are popular. Masters and apprentices are pure soup and white noodles. Really, in what age they are so rigid!"

"You !? The authentic elders of the superb sect, how can you say such a big deal!"

Wang Wu smiled three times with both hands on his hips: "Hahaha! Our monks repaired the fairy road to act against the sky! What's so great about saying something bad? What dare to say, what kind of fairy are you still repairing? !? "

"You're so irritating!"

Wang Wu is another chest: "I am a woman! Hu Human Tang is the righteousness! If you are not convinced, it is better to brandish your sword and stand on the same level as me. But I will still defeat you with rich experience . "

"You!"

I see Wang Wuyue talking more and more vigorously, and she has looked to the true prince who is spraying on, so she must use Xianxin cultivation to suppress the fire and not explode. On the other side, Feng Yin real person kneels sincerely.

"Five Master Sisters, you are good, take the magical power ... let's talk about the face of our Spirit Sword School!"

"Fuck, did n’t you let me say it at first ?! So fickle, you are more like a woman than me!"

Seeing that the quarrel is about to expand to an unmanageable situation, He Tu Zhenjun sighed: "Okay, do n’t quarrel, for an unimportant question, why is this?"

He Tu's speech always had some effect. Although several real monarchs were irritated, they all stopped condensing and no longer spoke, but stared at Wang Wu with fierce eyes, and wanted her to look good in the future. As for Wang Lu, it is indeed necessary to be careful in the future. His talent is not false, but the more talented people have more ideas, the more difficult it is to control. Once something goes wrong, it is enough to make Wan Xianmeng hurt. problem.

"We do n’t have much opportunity to waste our doubts on each other. Suspects do n’t need to be suspicious. Since Wang Lu is selected, let him do it. If he is always on guard, he needs to do it. What? "

After He Tu finished speaking, he looked at his side, and dozens of Dixian headed by Xuan Mo had already entered the stage from the rostrum, saying, "It seems that Dixian friends can't wait anymore, everyone. Follow me to complete the last link. "

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The last part of the opening ceremony was the blood vow made by Wanxianmeng and the ancient Dixian to ensure the effectiveness of this contest.

Since it is necessary to determine the dominance in the future war of falling immortals by the ratio of the immortals, there must always be a restrictive measure. For example, if you lose in the game and surrender to the opponent on the surface, but secretly obey the yin and violently, and only care about your own interests, which ultimately leads to mutual distrust and even mutual opposition, what is the point of this group of immortals?

A contract that is binding on both parties is absolutely necessary, and the signing of this contract is arranged in the last ring of the opening ceremony, the venue is in the central competition center in the Xianyi District.

The two parties who are preparing to sign the contract are all 121 ancient celestial awakened from the Tomb of the Immortals, and 147 high-level elders who represent the will of Wanxian League. One hundred of them came from the Ten Thousand League Tongtian Shengtang, which is also the highest power organ of the Ten Thousand League, and the other forty-seven are the so-called evil demons.

More than two hundred people entered the competition venue at the same time. The pressure caused by their presence alone overwhelmed the venue and shook violently. The Yinyinfang Grassland, which had previously performed the whole performance of the opening ceremony, broke apart in a blink of an eye, and thousands of deep cracks criss-crossed and bloomed on the earth as if it were the same gorgeous flower of death. The blue sky was torn relentlessly, the stars fell, the sky collapsed, revealing a dark void.

But quickly, the space in the contest began to expand rapidly and reached the limit, only to barely absorb the pressure of more than two hundred peak monks. But at this time there were no tangible objects in the field, more than two hundred people were standing in the dark void, emitting a faint shimmer on each other.

After a silent confrontation between the two parties, the Hetu Daoist stepped forward from the crowd on one side of the Wanxian League. On the other side, the man in black who claimed to be a sinner also appeared quietly and came to Hetu.

The two of them represent one camp, their eyes meet, and they both feel a majestic burst of power, and the power of near heaven comes in front of them.

The man in black slightly stunned, then nodded and praised: "It is worthy of the head of the Kyushu monks."

He Tuze said: "The mainland of Kyushu is capable of coming out of different generations. If I were to be called the head of a monk, I would be overstated."

As he said, he took a quaint scroll from his arms, placed it in the empty space in front of his chest, and then pushed the scroll to open horizontally with an invisible force, but it was a picture.

A picture depicting the geography of the mountains and rivers of the mainland of Kyushu. The scroll is only two feet wide and three feet long. The large Kyushu has only a few strokes. However, if you look closely, you can zoom in infinitely from the painting. Undulating mountains and rivers, rivers rushing, and even the flow of heaven and earth aura. A picture that looks a few feet square, but contains endless content.

A picture seems to carry the entire Kyushu!

He Tuzhen said in a real voice: "This is a map of Kyushu, which records everything Wanxianmeng knows about the mainland of Kyushu. Our 147 people have pinned some Yuanshen on it."

On the other side, the man in black nodded, then raised his hand high, only to see the dark sky, suddenly lit the light of hundreds of stars.

"This is a little fairy for all of us, so pin it on your picture."

Said, the more than one hundred rays of light flew down like meteors, and then hovered on the map of Kyushu, faintly forming a sky that enveloped the sky.

He Tuzhen looked at him, smiled slightly, and then stretched his hand on the sky of Kyushu.

The galaxy is broken, and more than one hundred rays of light are pressed into the scope of the Kyushu map by this palm, and it merges with the drawings as if the world is one.

"Okay!"

The light weight of the hand attracted both sides' unanimous applause. Pressing more than one hundred Taoist spirits on the Kyushu map, this one hand is no less than the magical power of a real fairy! Hetu Zhenjun's strength is simply not deep!

"Okay, the blood oath has come, next ..."

Hetuzhen