Chapter 1757 The Worries of Jiufang Mingyue

Soon, a gorgeous hairpin with spring scenery, winter snow, sea view and sunset appeared in He Sheng's hand.

Like Wang Lun's hairpin, these four-scene hairpin also have spiritual energy flow, but the spiritual energy fluctuations in it are more than ten times higher than Wang Lun's hairpin. There is the spiritual charm of He Shengcai's Four-scene, and the superb refining techniques in the inheritance of the Seven Treasures Immortals, and the contribution of the spiritual fire.

Comparing the two hairpins, as Wang Lun said just now, it is simply the difference between the light of a firefly and the brilliance of a bright moon.

Wang Lun was so ashamed that he quietly put away the hairpin in his hand, his face full of hatred for He Sheng. In his opinion, He Sheng was just an advantage of spiritual fire. If he also used spiritual fire to refine this hairpin, it would definitely be a hundred times better than He Sheng's.

"Ling'er, do you like it?"

He Sheng said softly.

Zhou Ling'er nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "I like it, Senior Brother He, please help me bring it!"

As he spoke, Zhou Ling'er shyly approached He Sheng.

Wang Lun's heart was like a dog. Zhou Ling'er was so quarrel! She just gave her a hairpin, and she said she never wore it, but He Sheng was so happy when she gave it to her. This is such a bare double standard!

But he had no choice.

Wang Lun clenched his fists and inserted his nails into the flesh.

"Okay, He Sheng, tomorrow's weapon refining competition, I hope you can pass the last level. I must defeat you in front of all the monks in the Taoist temple."

After throwing a harsh word, Wang Lun left. He really didn't want to see Zhou Ling'er looking at He Sheng's little bird.

However, He Sheng didn't even bother with Wang Lun. He was not very interested in the Daoyuan competition, but he heard that the cultivator who won the final prize in each competition would get a top-grade immortal weapon or top-grade immortal art, so he barely became motivated.

Zhou Ling'er was particularly happy today. She received a gift from He Sheng. Although this gift was not very expensive, it was refined for her by He Sheng himself, and even more precious than the treasures in the palace.

The three of them chatted for a while and waited until it was dark before they parted.

After He Sheng left Haohanlou, he went to the house to catch Qiufeng. He had been greedy for the delicacies of the house for three months and packed eight roasted pig trotters for Xiao Qilin, which was considered to be a compensation for him to bring Xiao Qilin out to play in the past three months.

Once back to Mingyue Palace, Mingyue in Jiufang sent a maid He Sheng to the cultivation room.

At this time, Jiufang Mingyue felt a little anxious, just like an intern class teacher, facing her students' first school-wide test. After all, it was her first time to take an apprentice, and she didn't know what the effect of this teaching method was?

Seeing Jiufang Mingyue with the words "anxious" written on her face, He Sheng was puzzled. He didn't know what was wrong with his master?

I have been in seclusion for a while and I haven't made her angry!

It was not until He Sheng sat down for a minute or two before Jiu Fang Mingyue said slowly: "He Sheng, tomorrow's competition, you can get the third place in the hospital!"

After Jiufang Mingyue said this, her eyes were fixed on He Sheng, as if only He Sheng promised her personally would be at ease.

"Master, this is probably a bit difficult!"

He Sheng said.

He was looking for the top-ranked prize of the first place, so wouldn’t he be a little far from his goal to get the third place?

Jiufang Mingyue bit her lip, "Then the fifth one is fine!"

A big embarrassing word appeared on He Sheng's face, "Master, I want to be the first one. Do you think this third and fifth are not making things difficult for me?"

"Forehead!"

Jiufang Mingyue was startled first, then turned to a stern face, "He Sheng, I didn't joke with you. The last time I selected many veteran Si Ming, who had the qualifications, accepted apprentices. They must be participating in the competition."

He Sheng then realized that Jiufang Mingyue did not have no confidence in him, but himself!

He hurriedly comforted: "Master, don't worry, at least I am sure of refining alchemy and weapons."

"Don't forget, I have obtained the inheritance of the Seven Treasures Immortals."

Hearing He Sheng say this, Jiufang Mingyue finally had a smile on her face, "Okay, tomorrow, the teacher will come to the scene and watch your competition in person. You'd better not let your teacher be embarrassed."

When He Sheng heard the last words of Jiufang Mingyue, his heart couldn't help but feel nervous. Although Jiufang Mingyue did not appear in the Taoist scene, it seemed that he still valued his reputation very much.

He Sheng had to pat his chest and promise that Jiufang Mingyue would let him go.

The next morning, the Sun Mingyue Palace became busy early in the morning. Because the Jiufang Mingyue was about to leave the palace, the corresponding four maids also had the opportunity to go down the mountain. They got up early to wash and dress up, and were worried about what kind of clothes they were wearing.

After all, it is difficult for them to have a chance to go down the mountain, and this time it is a competition in the Taoist temple. Almost all monks will be present. Not only new monks, some old monks of the fourth-grade fairy spirit, but also have their own competitions.

Although Jiufang Mingyue and his maids got up early, it was not until He Sheng waited in front of the palace gate that he saw them coming slowly.

Today, Jiufang Mingyue was wearing a blue Siming Taoist robe, and her white jade hair crown pulled up her hair high. Because Jiufang Mingyue was tall and extremely well-known, she forced this simple Taoist robe to be out of the S curve. Because her face was decorated with Jingxin, He Sheng was instantly petrified and on the spot.

When Jiufang Mingyue saw He Sheng's stupid appearance, although she was angry on her face, she felt extremely contented.

The four maids were all wearing red robes, with gorgeous clouds embroidered on them. Although the girls were just maids of the bright moon in the nine directions, they were not much worse than those of the female cultivators who were competing for beauty in the Taoist temple.

The four women walked slowly towards the bright moon in the nine directions.

"Why are you standing there? Why don't you leave quickly!"

Jiufang Mingyue whispered a soft reproach, then Shi Shiran walked past He Sheng, then jumped and headed towards the square of Jiuling Taoist Courtyard with his sword.

After He Sheng reacted, he hurriedly followed.

Today, the Jiuling Taoist Courtyard is particularly bustling. The central square is full of monks wearing Taoist robes. The competition every three months is an eternal rule for the Jiuling Taoist Courtyard for thousands of years, especially this time, new monks participated.

Because both old monks know each other's weight, they know who is first and who is second, and there is almost no newness.

But the new monks are different. This is the first competition after the new monks practiced immortal arts. Its importance is second only to the selection of spiritual talents. The selection of spiritual talents can only select the talent of monks. However, in addition to talent, the cultivation path also depends on various opportunities, so the selection of spiritual talents is not completely accurate.
Chapter completed!