Spirit Planters Chapter 598: very normal

The scene was dead silent.

This result was so unexpected and unacceptable.

Luo Jingchen smiled lightly, but did not move.

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

Finally turned into three words, "You won."

You won, not me. Obviously this sword idiot isn't about to stop.

Sure enough, the next sentence comes, "Gu Qing, when your natal magic weapon is ready, we will try again."

Luo Jingchen was silent, sure enough!

After 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.

Turn around to face Jun Xingjian with a light smile and clasped fists, "Jun Daoyou has conceded."

This is a polite speech, but Jun Xingjian didn't understand it 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 you not mention these fighting and killing things for a while?

At this time, the referee, who had been present as a decoration, finally had a chance 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 the Lingyin Sect."

As usual, as soon as these words came out, the audience was bound to be thunderous, but this time only two or three kittens cheered and applauded, and even there were only a few members of the Lingyin sect in the Lingyin sect stand. The younger disciple clapped his hands together a few times.

This scene is really cool enough.

The unnatural smile on the referee's face has become 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 are, they will 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.

With 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 is finally a response, but this response once again made the referee's teeth sour and booed.

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

Seeing this, the referee quickly coughed a few times. Forcibly suppressed the boos and skipped this part quickly. In order to liven up the atmosphere, he quickly said good news, "Hehe, everyone may not know that, in order to encourage the backward, Venerable Lingkong made a decision before the game. 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.

Ling Kong 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 was unsuccessful, and it was no longer his grandson who used all the Nascent Soul elites as stepping stones. Why should he come out with this reward for quelling public anger.

Who knows, I haven't thought of a way to default on the debt, and I'm looking forward to everyone losing their memory. The **** on the stage actually told the truth in public, and Ling Kong can't be embarrassed.

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

Looking at his dazed smiling face, Ling Kong almost couldn't help spraying 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, **** it. You pretended to be dead just now, why are you all resurrected now?

Actually, 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, but now they will all be resurrected, of course, because they found a hapless person who lost even more than themselves.

Why Ling Kong made 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 the strength that Jun Xingjian showed at the beginning, what kind of abacus Ling Kong was planning, at least the people present were in the Yuan Ying period, how could he not be able to guess, so now Ling Kong is simply losing his wife and losing his army.

This is the case with everyone. 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, of course, everyone will cheer up and make it worse. The unlucky guy is even more unlucky.

In the applause of the crowd, the Nascent Soul elites from all walks of life who 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, and together with those who were originally on stage, they did not get off the stage. Luo Jingchen and Jun Xingjian, plus a referee who acted as a temporary presiding judge, were full of thirty-eight people.

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

Da Fang approached Yuan Zhen and asked in a low voice, "Master, why do you think Venerable Lingkong's face is a little weird?"

Yuanzhen is still cheerful, "It's normal."

Isn't that the face of knocking out teeth and swallowing blood and saying it's okay.

Feeling 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 handing them over to the cultivators of the Primordial Soul, they had to force a smile to say no thanks, and continue to work hard. The words of the scene were volleying, and 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 lightly Thank you.

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

I silently encouraged my 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 you are, Ling Kong couldn't help but say something sour.

Luo Jingchen smiled lightly, pretending not to understand, "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 retreat can have such combat power and temporary anti-power. Boy, are you lying to us that you haven't practiced?

Ling Kong twitched with laughter, "So that's the case, it seems that you are really talented, little Taoist friend. You can practice such a battle ability even after long-term seclusion."

Luo Jingchen still didn't hear "Understood", and looked at Ling Kong with a smile in his eyes, like a child who didn't know the world, "Your Highness, you said the same thing, no wonder my ancestors asked me to plant Putuo seeds, so it turns out that I was afraid that I would be too aggressive and affect my practice."

Uh... Ling Kong really can't go on, is this kid really stupid or fake.

Taking the storage bag handed over by the referee, Ling Kong resisted the urge to smoke someone, and handed it over, "Congratulations to the little fellow Daoist for being the leader of this year's Nascent Soul."

Luo Jingchen politely took it, "Thank you, Venerable."

Master 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 nuns present looked at her with bright eyes, and some even began to inquire about Gu Qing's background.

Wei Hongyi pouted, and Wei Sa looked at her with a joking smile, "Hongyi, don't hurry up and be careful to be preempted by others."

Wei Hongyi's pink face turned red, "Uncle, what are you talking about, he is a Buddhist cultivator."

Wei Sa said with a disapproving smile, "What about Buddhist cultivation, he has not shaved."

Not all Buddhist practitioners need to be ordained to be ordained. There are also some people who, in Buddhist terms, can't let go of human affairs, and exist as registered disciples. The number of Buddhist disciples is a little worse, but the strength shown by Luo Jingchen obviously cannot be included in this common sense.

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

Because I feel that I can understand the mentality of this little child, Wei Sa smiled and didn't continue to tease her.

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

Baishi greeted him with a smile, and prepared a cup of spirit tea diligently, "Daoist Lingkong said so much, you must be thirsty, come and drink spirit tea to moisten your throat."

Knowing that he was bending around so hard, Lingkong took the cup of spirit tea with gnashing teeth, "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."

The tea that Ling Kong had just put in his mouth almost spit out, can we not mention this terrible thing?

Put down the teacup in his hand~IndoMTL.com~ Ling Kong finally replied angrily, "Speaking of this defeat is not a bad thing for Xingjian, after all, he is too young, someone can take a setback His spirit is more conducive to his future practice."

Baishi nodded in agreement, "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 is angry, this old boy is just here to answer him.

"That's not necessarily true. Didn't Xingjian make an appointment with him to wait until his natal magic weapon is gone? In fact, as long as Xingjian is given a few years, when he grows to the age of Gu Qing, the outcome will be determined by the outcome. It's hard to say."

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 hairy boy, and it is nothing to lose one or two times if he is inexperienced.

A person under fifty who can cultivate to the middle stage of Nascent Soul is no longer an ordinary genius, 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 forty, so Ling Kong's words are full of confidence, and he believes that Luo Jingchen must be older than Jun Xingjian. (To be continued)()