Yun Jian stood in front of Fengying expressionlessly.
Fengying frowned and looked at him expressionlessly.
Neither of these two people are talkative people.
They stared at each other for a long time, but no one said anything.
Fengying raised her eyebrows and suddenly understood.
I heard that Yun Jian is a fighting maniac. Is he going to start a fight with me?
Fengying narrowed her eyes and said, "If you want to fight, then fight. Come with me."
beat?
What to fight?
Yun Jian was a little confused.
but……
Fighting with Fengying should be quite exciting, right?
Yun Jian remained silent and followed.
This small town in Yuncheng is almost full of immortal cultivators at the moment.
And most of them are young and energetic immortal cultivators.
When there are many young people, the blood will be strong.
In order to allow these people to fight with reason, in a regulated manner, and in a civilized manner, several three-level arenas were built in the small town specifically for civilized sparring.
Fengying took Yunjian to the arena.
She jumped up directly.
Yun Jian immediately followed.
The two militants fought each other without saying a word.
These two people, one is the leader of the Huangji Sect, and the other has obtained the immortal method, and his swordsmanship has improved by leaps and bounds. For a while, they were evenly matched.
However, in the end, neither of them used the trick to press the bottom of the box, so it was considered a draw.
Fengying looked at Yun Jian solemnly: "You are not the leader of Shenwuzong?"
Yun Jian said honestly: "The leader is my second senior brother, he is much stronger than me."
Fengying's face couldn't help but change slightly.
She and Yun Jian are only between two choices.
He actually has a senior brother who is much better than him?
"Are you here to test my cultivation for your senior brother?" Fengying said coldly: "There are still ten years until the competition. In ten years, I will not lose."
"Oh." Yun Jian responded casually.
The second senior brother can handle this matter by himself, and it is none of his business.
Yun Jian's attitude was casual, but Fengying misunderstood. She said coldly: "You don't believe it?"
Yun Jian was a little confused: "Does it matter whether I believe it or not?"
Fengying stared at him for a while, then suddenly snorted coldly, turned around and jumped off the ring.
"Wait a moment." Yun Jian immediately chased after him.
"What else do you want?" Fengying was angry.
Yun Jian hesitated for a moment, and his face suddenly turned red.
He...he has never spoken like this in all his life.
This is really embarrassing.
"I...I..." Yun Jian stammered, blushing and speechless for a long time.
Fengying's eyes couldn't help but change when she looked at him.
What's going on?
This expression...
Could it be that he wants to confess to himself?
They haven't met each other a few times, so why is this happening?
What's more, she is devoted to immortality, but she has never thought about finding a partner.
That’s all.
It's better to simply refuse him.
"Sorry, we are not suitable." Fengying said.
Almost at the same time as her.
Yun Jian spoke: "Do you read the script?"
Fengying: "???"
Yun Jian: "???"
Yun Jian was stunned for a while, and then he said with some hesitation: "Look at the script, is it suitable for the two of us?"
Fengying's face turned slightly red, and she coughed covertly: "What storybook?"
Yun Jian immediately started to recite: "The story of the heroine tells the story of a mortal woman who is perseverant and achieves perfection in cultivation!"
Fengying was not interested in the conversation at first, but the subject matter a little bit attracted her, and coupled with the little misunderstanding just now, Fengying felt a little embarrassed.
"Then give it to me and I'll look at it when I have time." Fengying said.
Yun Jian hurriedly handed over the storybook.
Fengying took it and left in a hurry.
Yun Jian couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Then, he frowned again.
Junior sister, the task of pushing the ground is too difficult.
Could it be that every time he pushed a book, he would have to fight with someone?
He already likes to fight, so that's okay.
that is……
It's a bit physically demanding.
Yun Jian sighed and continued to find the next target.
Shi Nian gave a book list with different recommendations for different people based on gender, preferences and other data. He had to look at the person to decide what to recommend.
For Yun Jian, this is more difficult than fighting.
At this time, Yun Jian saw a disciple of the Sword Sect. All the disciples of this sect used swords.
Yun Jian immediately walked up, and then started staring at the disciple again.
Ten minutes later.
On the stage.
The disciples of the Jian Sect raised their hands and said, "As expected of the leader of the Shenwu Sect, I was the one who lost."
Yun Jian very skillfully took out a storybook: "You deserve the path to the growth of the Sword God."
Sword Sect disciple: "???"
It's suddenly late.
Shi Nian, Yun Jian, and Lu Zhuoyan gathered in the room.
"How about it? How many copies will you push out?" Shi Nian asked.
"Five books." Yun Jian looked tired. He was still a little tired after playing five games in a row.
Shi Nian was slightly proud, "I'll push out twenty copies."
Then, Shi Nian looked at Lu Zhuoyan: "Uncle Junior Master, where are you?"
Lu Zhuoyan said calmly: "I can't remember. Probably more than a hundred books?"
More than a hundred copies?
Such amazing data suddenly appeared.
Lu Zhuoyan and Yun Jian both stared at him in shock.
"Uncle Junior, what method did you use!" Shi Nian couldn't help but ask.
"Oh. I just set up a stall with a book and a low-grade spiritual stone." Lu Zhuoyan said.
Shi Nian was a little puzzled: "You can't eat this book, and you can't practice. Although a book and a low-grade spirit stone are not expensive, they are not cheap either. Besides, little master uncle, you just set up a stall casually, and
How could so many people buy it without any publicity?"
Lu Zhuoyan glanced at her: "Buy? It's a book, and I'll give them a low-grade spiritual stone."
Shi Nian & Yun Jian: "..."
!!!
What kind of rich man’s play is this!
Shi Nian made a quick decision: "Uncle Junior, we will all depend on you from now on! Let's make the reputation of Ling Tianfeng's specialties known as soon as possible!"
This small town now gathers elite disciples from fifteen sects.
If they can do business with them, they will bring the news to other people in the sect after they return to the sect.
Isn’t this business network already established?
After realizing that Lu Zhuoyan was capable, Shi Nian and Yun Jian happily decided to give up. Lu Zhuoyan silently took on everything.
That night.
The ghost hides the door.
A disciple was looking at the notebook in his hand with red eyes.
Bitter.
It's too bitter.
The poor protagonist was plotted from the beginning, but later relied on his own counterattack. As a result, the person he loved died.
The protagonist embarked on the road of resurrecting his wife again, which was difficult and made him cry.
The disciple was about to look down.
Suddenly, there was the sound of the door opening.
The senior brother who lived with him came back.
The disciple quickly put the book away.
Junior Sister Shi said that this book only gave him a confidant. He could not let other people see this book.
The senior brother also looked a little uneasy. The two of them talked and went to bed to rest.
midnight.
The disciple hid under the quilt and secretly used illumination to read the storybook.
Suddenly, there was a sound of knocking on the bed board next to me.
The disciple was stunned for a moment. He got out of bed and took a look. He didn't know when his senior brother had also hid under the blanket.
The disciple hesitated and lifted the quilt.
The two senior brothers each held a book in their hands and looked at each other.