Feng Ci was about to laugh angrily at this bastard.
After all, he is a big monster who has practiced for thousands of years, and still has such a childish temper. A three-year-old cub is more mature than this person.
Feng Ci's original joy of reunion was overwhelmed by Pei Qianyue's childish behavior. After thinking about it, he was no longer in a hurry to catch up. Instead, he took half a step back and pulled Meng Changqing back into the crowd.
The news of Langfeng City's arrival spread quickly, and within a short while, an elder from Lingxiaomen came out from the main hall to greet him. When the crowd crowded, Pei Qianyue was completely invisible.
Feng Ci withdrew his gaze, and Meng Changqing asked him from the side: "What's going on, why are you—"
"Hush." Feng Ci raised his hand to his lips, glanced around, and pretended to be mysterious, "I sneaked here, and I didn't go with the teacher."
Meng Changqing was startled: "You—"
"What's so strange about this." Feng Ci interrupted him, "The selection of the Immortal Alliance is a rare and big event, what's wrong with me coming here to join in the fun?"
"You..." Meng Changqing felt wrong again as he said, "Wait, didn't I hear that City Lord Pei has already accepted you as a disciple? Why doesn't he want to bring you here when all the sects selected by the Immortal Alliance brought disciples here? ?”
Feng Ci glanced in the direction where Pei Qianyue left, recalled the other party's actions just now, and couldn't help showing a little smile: "He, he is angry with me, stingy..."
No one in the entire comprehension world dared to say that about City Lord Pei, and Meng Changqing looked at Feng Ci as if he had seen a ghost.
Feng Ci didn't take it seriously, looked left and right, looking leisurely.
Meng Changqing pulled him aside: "You can't do this. In the past few days, the Lingxiao Gate has been strictly guarded, and the guests who come and go have been issued pass tokens. That is, you met me, and you have not been checked until now. But I’m going to enter the secret realm in a while, you—”
Feng Ci asked him: "Are you going to enter the secret realm too?"
"Yes." Meng Changqing said, "There are a lot of people in this trial, and each of the six sects has sent disciples to inspect it to prevent accidents. Here, this is the tracking device issued by the master."
He raised his wrist, wearing a bracelet that seemed to be made of some kind of metal.
This thing is small and exquisite, with a boxy dashboard above it. Meng Changqing raises his hand a little, and a blue light spot lights up on the dial. A little more, and a map appeared.
"Amazing, isn't it?" Meng Changqing smiled triumphantly at him and showed him, "This is the internal map of the Lingxu Cave Array. Those disciples participating in the trial will appear as green dots. If anyone is in danger or cannot continue the assessment , the light spot on it will turn red. What we have to do is to save those people." He said, sighed again, "I hope there will be no big trouble, I heard that the monsters in this formation are not easy to deal with. , I'm not sure."
Feng Ci didn't answer.
He looked down for a moment and asked, "Isn't this Yanjia?"
"This is Yanjia." Meng Changqing said, "Since it was decided to use the Lingxu Cave Formation for assessment, my master... is Elder Jiyun, who personally sent the Lingxu Cave Formation to the Wanfa Pavilion for the pavilion owner to modify. Two days ago, when Pavilion Master Yuchi sent back the formation, he brought a batch of these things with him."
"I heard that it took two and a half months to make it without sleep. I passed out just after showing how to use it, and I'm still asleep in our backyard."
He paused, and then said: "While sleeping, he also scolded City Lord Pei for oppressing him."
Feng Ci: "..."
It took more than two months to transform such a powerful formation, and to build so many tracking instruments, it was indeed a squeeze.
but…
Feng Ci asked, "Can you show me?"
"Ah?" Meng Changqing hesitated for a moment, but still took off the bracelet-shaped object, "For the sake of our teachers coming from the same school, let me show you, don't let me break it."
Feng Ci took the things over.
The shape of this thing is actually closer to the watches that Feng Ci has seen in other worlds. The whole body is silver, and the naked eye can't tell what material it is made of.
Feng Ci looked at the thing over and over in his hands for a while, then frowned slightly.
Spiritual power is an indispensable source of power for the Yanjia Mechanism to be driven smoothly, but the strange thing is that Feng Ci can't detect the slightest spiritual power from this thing.
Or, what new technology has been invented by Wanfa Pavilion, which can make Yanjia hide its spiritual power
Feng Ci couldn't see the reason for it for a while, so he had to return the thing to Meng Changqing.
Meng Changqing still wanted to say something to him, when suddenly someone called his name in the distance. It was approaching noon, and the Lingxiaomen disciples were about to gather to enter the secret realm.
Feng Ci said: "You go first, don't worry about me, I have my own way."
Meng Changqing never had to make any troubles, so he said, "Then you should be more careful" before leaving.
"Brother Meng." Feng Ci stopped him.
Meng Changqing looked back at him: "Huh?"
Feng Ci suddenly remembered what happened in Lu Jingming's memory, the night when Tianxuanzong was exterminated. Through Lu Jingming's eyes, he stared at the youthful face of the young man in front of him.
Three days later, Lu Jingming's physical body will completely collapse. Strictly speaking, this is probably the last chance for the two orphans of Tianxuanzong to meet.
But Feng Ci didn't say much, he just said softly: "You have to be careful too."
Meng Changqing was startled.
"Don't worry." He smiled at Feng Ci, and said seriously, "I still want to avenge my master, and I will take care of myself."
Near noon, the Lingxu Cave was about to open, and everyone gathered in the square in front of Lingxiao Gate.
At the front of the square is the seat of the head of the Six Gates. Except for the seat of the master of the Wanfa Pavilion, which is still vacant, the other heads have all arrived. Pei Qianyue sat in the center, his face was even uglier than when he first arrived at Lingxiao Gate, and he exuded the aura that strangers should not enter.
Of course Feng Ci knew why.
The little snake lost her temper and played with herself, and missed the chance of reunion just now, Feng Ci has already hidden her aura again.
Pei Qianyue couldn't find him.
Feng Ci secretly smiled, and continued to look at the stage. Behind the head of the six sects are representatives of other sects of the Immortal Alliance. In order to make this Xianmeng assessment fairer, Pei Qianyue summoned almost all sects in the Xianmeng to witness together.
A disciple of the Lingxiaomen came to the front and began to read the rules of the Xianmeng assessment.
These rules are almost the same as what Xiao Guo told him earlier, Feng Ci mingled in the crowd and listened quietly.
Not only the monks who were about to enter the secret realm trial, but also the fellow disciples who came to cheer them up, the number of people was extremely large. Therefore, Feng Ci just used illusion to change a pass token for himself, and then easily mixed into the crowd.
Next to where he stood, there was a fairy gate.
"I, I'm so nervous!" A young woman's voice sounded crisply.
Feng Ci looked back, it was a woman in a light yellow dress, with a delicate face, she was only fifteen or sixteen years old, holding a sword tightly in her hand.
Beside her, a teenager who was about her age replied, "Then don't go in."
The woman was unhappy when she heard it: "Why, I'm going."
Holding the sword in his arms, the young man turned his eyes away: "Your cultivation base is not high enough, and going in will only add to the chaos, what's the use?"
"It seems like how strong your cultivation is!" The woman said angrily, "You are a year behind me, little, master, brother."
The boy's cheeks were flushed, and he stuttered: "I, I am older than you, and my swordsmanship is better than yours..."
"It's only eight months old. When it comes to swordsmanship, you only won five times out of nine times. Does that count?" The woman shook the sword in her hand and said provocatively, "How about we fight again? , to see who wins and who loses."
"Enough!" Behind them, an old man yelled, "You've been arguing non-stop before entering the secret realm, do you still want to try?"
The two quickly shut their mouths and lowered their heads like quails.
The old man glanced at them, but did not pursue further, just sighed: "If our Jiuxiao Sect had not been busy, and the number of qualified disciples in the Sect could not be more than ten, the master would not make an exception and let the two of you go. Since you haven't entered the secret realm yet, if you don't want to go, take off the tracker on your wrist."
In order to show fairness, only the younger generation of disciples are allowed to participate in the secret trial. For some smaller immortal sects, it is not easy to get together ten young disciples with decent cultivation bases. Therefore, the requirements for secret realm trials have been relaxed to five to ten people.
However, due to the rules of finding and competing for treasures, most immortal sects try to send out as many as ten people. After all, the more people there are, the greater the chance of finding treasures.
"I don't." The woman quickly covered her wrist, "I also want to do my part for the master, but it's Junior Brother Mu who doesn't want to go and wants to pick him off!"
"I'm not, I'm just..."
The boy glanced at the woman beside him, his voice became smaller and smaller, and almost only his breath remained in the last half of the sentence.
The woman didn't hear clearly: "What are you talking about, muttering."
Feng Ci smiled lightly.
He did hear it.
What the boy said was: "I'm just worried about you."
If it was before, Feng Ci would not have taken this kind of youthful concern seriously, but now it is quite interesting to watch it.
The seemingly tit-for-tat but caring attitudes, ambiguous words and vague physical contact.
really interesting.
Feng Ci didn't know what to think of, and raised his eyes to look forward again.
After the Lingxu Cave Array was acquired by the Lingxiao Gate, the entrance was sealed in a bronze mirror half the height of a person. The bronze mirror is now placed in front of everyone. After the Lingxiaomen disciples read out the assessment rules, Pei Qianyue stood up, without saying anything, and raised his hand lightly.
The originally calm mirror swirled open.
There seems to be lightning sparks hidden in the dark purple spiritual power swirl, which is weird.
Pei Qianyue said coldly: "Go."
All the immortal gates flow into the secret realm in turn.
Almost all sects participating in the trial had ten people, and there were more than 120 immortal sects, that is, more than 1,200 people. After the more than 1,200 people entered the secret realm, they were patrolling disciples sent by the six sects.
After everyone entered the secret realm, hundreds of light mirrors lit up on the square, reflecting the situation inside the secret realm.
As the name suggests, the Lingxu Cave Array contains heaven and earth in the secret territory, and there is another cave. It is said that there are more than ten different landforms in this secret realm, and each landform hides magic weapons and monsters of different difficulty.
This is also the reason why this secret realm can accommodate thousands of people for trials at the same time.
The trial has officially started, and the lucky and fast testers have already met the monsters on a narrow road, and they have fought their way.
Hundreds of light mirrors simultaneously reflect the scenes in the secret territory, and it is very tiring to really look at them one by one. Feng Ci is not like other spectators, there are fellow disciples who are trying to practice inside, and they are all excitedly looking for their own family members at the moment. Therefore, he just sat cross-legged on the spot and began to stare... Pei Qian, who was sitting upright on top, was even more dazed.
Pei Qianyue was also not interested in the situation in the secret territory, and sat there without saying a word, still with that icy look.
Excited.
Under the filter of hundreds of meters, Patriarch Qianqiu only felt that his own little snake's sulking appearance was cute, but it was not the case when it fell to the heads of other immortal sects.
As the leader of the alliance, Pei Qianyue was not in high spirits, and they did not dare to speak. A group of people sat upright, not daring to slack off at all.
Perhaps because Feng Ci's eyes were too focused, Pei Qianyue seemed to have sensed something, and turned his head to face his direction.
Feng Ci quickly looked away.
He could vaguely feel a sense power searching around him, that power was invisible, but the deterrence brought by the great monster who had practiced for thousands of years was clearly visible. What's more, Pei Qianyue didn't want to hide it at all, so the monks beside Fengci couldn't help but shudder.
"Why do I suddenly feel so cold..."
Feng Ci laughed.
This bastard couldn't find anyone, so he started to toss others.
He thought for a while, propped his forehead with his hands, and pretended to fall asleep. At the same time, a ray of spirit floated out from the body.
Those present today are all the leading figures in the cultivation world. But Feng Ci always carefully concealed his aura, so no one noticed him. His soul leaped over more than a dozen disciples and walked to the high platform in front, as if entering a land without people.
Feng Ci stood in front of Pei Qianyue, looking down at him.
Pei Qianyue searched around in the crowd, but couldn't find anyone, and the chill on his face became even worse. That handsome face seemed to be covered with a thick layer of frost and snow, which made people afraid to get close. But the more he was like this, the more Feng Ci recalled how he was when he was in love.
The roots of her ears were stained crimson, her brows were furrowed, but there was a smile on her lips.
It seems that the whole person has become alive.
Only Feng Ci had seen such a lively Pei Qianyue.
Thinking of this, Feng Ci leaned down and pinched Pei Qianyue's earlobe lightly.
Pei Qianyue looked up suddenly.
His reaction startled the people sitting beside him, Wen Ruyu tilted his head and asked him, "City Master Pei, what's wrong?"
More than ten eyes on the high platform all fell on Pei Qianyue.
"...Nothing." Pei Qianyue said calmly, "The trial will last for three more days, and you can arrange it yourself during this period."
As soon as he said this, Li Jiu got up first and yawned: "Then I'll go back to sleep and see the results at noon tomorrow. I got up too early, so sleepy..."
As soon as Li Jiu left, Xiao Guo stood up on the back and bowed to Pei Qianyue: "I remember that I still have some urgent matters to deal with, so I will take my leave first."
Feng Ci: "..."
The two of them had already figured it out, and they almost wrote the words "I'm in a relationship, I don't have time to deal with other things" directly on their faces.
Feng Ci slandered, lowered his head and continued to play with his little snake.
He moved his fingers from the earlobe to the cheek of the other party, pinched it lightly, and saw the tight side neck of the other party with satisfaction.
After Pei Qianyue said that everyone can make arrangements by themselves, only the two who left actually left, and the other heads of the fairy sect remained seated. Although the atmosphere was no longer as dignified as before, it was not much more relaxed.
Pei Qianyue's words and deeds were still under the watchful eyes of everyone.
So he can't move.
The smile in Feng Ci's eyes deepened, and his hand gradually moved down. He put one hand on Pei Qianyue's knee, and the other on his throat, gently stroking the protruding Adam's apple, enjoying himself.
The Adam's apple rolled, Pei Qianyue gently raised his hand, and his wide sleeves fell down.
Under the cover of his sleeves, Pei Qianyue held Feng Ci's hand.
"Don't mess around."
Pei Qianyue's voice reached Feng Ci's mind.
Feng Ci responded with a smile: "Aren't you pretending you didn't see me now?"
Pei Qianyue was silent for a moment: "... It is clear that the master did not keep his promise first."
Even though he said so, the hands covered by the robe were still kneading the fingers playing Feng Ci, and he didn't intend to let go at all.
The two of them already have skin-to-skin relationship, and since they haven't seen each other for such a long time, it's impossible to say that they don't have any other thoughts.
The smile on Feng Ci's face gradually subsided, and was pulled into his arms by Pei Qianyue.
Others couldn't see Feng Ci, Pei Qianyue's action seemed to be simply straightening his sleeves, no one knew that the majestic Qianqiu Patriarch had already sat in his arms in full view.
Surrounded by prominent figures in the current cultivation world, and more than a hundred cultivators watching from below, this special occasion gave Feng Ci a different kind of excitement. He leaned against Pei Qianyue's arms, raised his arms, and hooked the other's neck.
"Master Pei, is it inappropriate for you to do this?"
Pei Qianyue was expressionless: "Why is it inappropriate?"
Feng Ci really admired the opponent's determination.
He thought for a while, tilted his head, and quickly kissed Pei Qianyue on the lips.
"So..." Feng Ci admired Pei Qianyue's stiffened body and the suddenly tightened palm around his waist, and smiled, "Isn't it a little inappropriate?"