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Chapter 79 What a double standard
Wen Xiangyi gave a thumbs up and said, "You are a role model for us. Xiaobai can sit calmly in his arms. I really have you!"

Jiang Shaobai corrected her very seriously, "To be precise, she didn't sit in my arms."

The moment he broke through, the false illusion dissipated on its own.

Wen Xiangyi waved his hand, "If a handsome man with eight-pack abs, long legs and thin waist asked me to help him, I probably wouldn't be able to withstand it."

Ling Lanfeng narrowed her eyes, raised her eyebrows and smiled, "What if it's Ye Yunsheng? He seems to just meet this requirement."

Wen Xiangyi raised his fist, "If you see that my fist is as big as a casserole, I will punch him to heaven!"

Ling Lan burst out laughing, "You have such double standards!"

Wen Xiangyi snorted and explained in detail what had just happened.

"Looking at the monk's expression just now, I think he probably regards you as a boss. You don't know how arrogant he was before."

Ling Lan nodded, "Yes, yes, I have to find a chance to beat him up in the future. People who show off are the most annoying!"

"Heroes see the same thing!" Wen Xiangyi and Ling Lan high-fived.

Jiang Shaobai smiled lightly and said, "It doesn't matter if there are no extraneous matters. If we enter the casual cultivator alliance, we might meet him again. Anyway, there are plenty of opportunities to teach him a lesson."

The three of them chatted casually for a while, then returned to their residence with their swords and closed the door to practice.

Wen Xiangyi practiced breathing for a while. Seeing that it was still early, he took out the Xuanbing Iron Vest again and tried to put it on.

This time she was not as embarrassed as before. Although she was sweating profusely after putting it on, she could barely walk a few more steps. Unlike before, she could only lie on the ground motionless and pretend to be a bastard.

After walking for half an hour, Wen Xiangyi was out of breath from exhaustion. She wanted to sit down and have a sip of tea, but her butt broke suddenly as soon as it touched the thick wood of the stool.

Wen Xiangyi reluctantly cleared away the broken stool and sat on the floor.

Thinking that she would be going out to do a mission in two days, wearing this Xuanbing Iron Vest would definitely affect her performance. She sighed softly and put it away again with regret.

It is estimated that when she breaks through to a small level, she will be able to wear this vest all the time.

After resting for a while, Wen Xiangyi went into the spirit beast bag to check the condition of the buns.

Baozi is still sleeping, but his stomach is not as bulging as before. It seems that he has almost digested it.

In his sleep, Baozi seemed to realize that his master was looking at him, and the tip of his tail moved, like a puppy showing goodwill.

Wen Xiangyi burst out laughing, patted his head gently, and put away the spirit beast bag.

……

It rained heavily on the day of the second round of trials.

Before going out, Wen Xiangyi stood under the corridor and looked at the swaying vegetation hit by the heavy rain and sighed, "It's raining harder than the day Yiping went to her father to get money."

Jiang Shaobai walked to the side and stood still, looked at her with a puzzled expression, and then opened his thin lips lightly, "The thunder is falling, and the rain is coming."

Ling Lan trotted up and patted Wen Xiangyi on the shoulder with a smile, "Listen to what Xiaobai said, how cultured he is."

Wen Xiangyi raised her eyebrows and glanced sideways at him, "Come on, come on, top student, you say something too."

Ling Lan looked at the dense rain, pondered for a moment, and then said seriously, "This rain is heavier than the day Murong Yunhai and Chu Yuxun broke up."

Wen Xiangyi: "Pfft! Hahahahahaha! How dare you fucking accuse me!" Ling Lan straightened her back, "I am doing this to cooperate, do you understand?"

"Ah yes yes yes!"

Jiang Shaobai looked at the two laughing people and couldn't help but smile.

When the rain subsided a little, he took out his Kunwu sword and said, "It's getting late, let's go."

There is a formation under the square, and when it rains heavily, the formation automatically opens.

Wen Xiangyi tied the sword with a white cloth and carried it behind his back. Then he looked around and found that there were far fewer people than before, especially the evil cultivators and demon cultivators who were missing more than half.

She smiled and clicked her tongue twice, "It seems that some demon cultivators and evil cultivators are not very competent and bad enough, so they cannot pass the test of asking one's mind."

Ling Lan shook her head and complained, "If you become evil one day, then Satan will probably have you tattooed on his back."

Wen Xiangyi glared at him, "Can this be said?"

Jiang Shaobai didn't say anything but smiled faintly. Although he sometimes couldn't understand what they were saying, he felt relaxed inexplicably.

Not long after, the monks in charge of the assessment arrived one after another. Wen Xiangyi raised his neck and looked around, and found that he was still the same person as before.

Since he had already been threatened before, the man did not show off any pressure after standing on the high platform, but directly talked about the rules of this round.

Exactly as mentioned in the plot, this round of testing requires going to a designated place to pick spiritual plants.

The monk first gave a general talk, and then asked everyone to line up and go up one by one to draw lots.

The task this time was to pick three kinds of spiritual plants, namely: Tianling Fruit, Earth Mushroom Flower, and Blood Nugget Grass.

These spiritual plants all grow in Yunshuijian in the north of Liuxian City. There is a spiritual medicine valley formed by the Sumeru space there, but the terrain is dangerous and full of dangers.

Among the three spiritual plants, the Heavenly Spirit Fruit is the best to pick. In order to prevent everyone from flocking to the same place, they choose which one to pick by drawing lots.

If there are several people forming a team, one person from the team can be sent to draw lots, but the final calculation of the spiritual plant is based on the individual, not the team.

After hearing this, Wen Xiangyi inexplicably felt that this rule had sinister intentions. If the people in the team were temporarily formed, there would probably be conflicts of interest.

Jiang Shaobai whispered, "There is a mixture of fish and dragons in Yunshuijian, both good and evil. This time, the demon cultivators and evil cultivators are probably on the same mission as us. No matter what, we have to be careful."

Jiang Shaobai and Wen Xiangyi nodded at the same time, their expressions becoming more solemn.

Among this group of people, their cultivation level can only be considered average. If they encounter those monks who use evil methods, it will be really difficult to deal with them.

The team kept moving forward, and when it was almost their turn to draw lots, Ling Lan and Jiang Shaobai unanimously decided to let Wen Xiangyi do the drawing.

Wen Xiangyi had played a lot of card-drawing games before crossing the book, and thought she was pretty lucky, but now she was asked to go up and draw lots, and she was still a little nervous, muttering in her mouth, wondering what the explosion rate was.

Almost everyone at the scene hoped to draw the Tianling Fruit, and Wen Xiangyi was no exception. She rubbed her hands and said, "If I don't draw the Tianling Fruit, don't say my hands smell bad."

Jiang Shaobai reassured, "It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter what you draw. This is also an experience anyway."

Ling Lan also smiled and waved her hand, "Don't worry and go smoke it. It's not a big problem. We still believe in your luck."

(End of this chapter)