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Chapter 2251 There is also Fang Zhongyong in the fairy world?

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    Everyone looked up, only to see a handsome man in a rain blue fairy robe, leading a group of fairy disciples, coming down.

    The man in the rain blue fairy robe has a strong water vapor all over his body, the breath is extremely pure and powerful.

    He was also quite shocked when he saw the red soul of poetry "Will Enter the Wine".

    Elder Feng snorted coldly: "Immortal Lord Shi Yu, the Divine Heaven Sect has sent you to this immortal test conference."

    Luo Yun's heart trembled secretly: "Another Xuanxian."

    It's not just this Shiyu Xianjun.

    After the news of the second-class poetic soul spread, the entire Immortal Trial Palace erupted.

    Sha Tuo, Numan, and nobles from the Huo Luo Empire on the northwest side of the school grounds all set off to come.

    Dozens of elders and disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect also flocked here.

    In an instant, Luo Yun became the most beautiful boy in the audience.

    In such a scene, even Emperor Tang was not calm anymore. He turned his head and asked, "Yuan Wu, Xiao Yun isa saint possessed?"

    "I don't even know that the dog has such a great talent."

    Luo Yuanwu was shocked.

    He couldn't understand this son more and more.

    At this time, Luo Yun was surrounded by at least ten mysterious immortals, and he was still a little nervous, for fear that there was a big boss hidden among these people who would see through his secret.

    Suddenly, the three parties joined forces to prop up an aura for him, separating the aura of the immortals and shielding him from detection.

    It's Emperor Tang, Lao Die and Dust Kongzi of Longevity Hill.

    Luo Yun knew very well.

    "Little friend, the Immortal Examination Conference is about to begin, so let me explain clearly."

    "This "Will Enter the Wine" poetic soul, 1.5 billion Bodhi Pills, can you give up your love?"

    Elder Feng looked sincere and longing.

    "Pfft!"

    The mortals not far away almost vomited blood when they heard Feng Ji offer the price.

    Especially Ku Biliang, with his fists clenched tightly, his nails piercing into his palms, blood was flowing out

    Jinguda is also stupid, it is really 1.5 billion, not 15?

    "1.5 billion? Elder Feng, you are too stingy to make a move."

    At this moment, Chen Kongzi laughed lightly.

    "I haven't finished talking yet."

    Elder Feng didn't have a good face, but he always kept a smile on Luo Yun: "This old man has a recommendation quota in his hand. No matter what spiritual root you awaken, you can join our hospital without examination."

    "Little friend with such a poetic talent, it is a match made in heaven to practice our school's exercises!"

    "I believe that the Supreme Master will also focus on cultivating young friends, and even train them as future successors of our academy, not necessarily."

    Hearing the last sentence, everyone in Datang was dumbfounded.

    The future heir of Qiankun Academy?

    This, this, Luo Yun is the rhythm of going to heaven.

    "Great, Xiaoyun"

    Madam Liu and Luo Yubracelet burst into tears.

    "Hehe, choosing a master is the most important thing for cultivating immortals, so you should be careful, little friend."

    At this time, Chen Kongzi sang against Feng Ji again:

    "The old man remembers that many years ago, there was a genius in Luzhou, Beiju, who knew a thousand characters at the age of three and could compose poems at the age of five. He was recruited into Qiankun Academy at the Immortal Examination Conference.  In the end, life and death."

    Immortal Lord Shi Yu of Shenxiao Sect smiled: "Chen Kongzi, are you talking about 'Fang Zhongyong'? It is rumored that this person reincarnated after death and has entered the path of the devil. Sooner or later, he will seek revenge from Qiankun Academy."

    "Two, what does Fang Zhongyong have to do with our academy?"

    Feng Ji's complexion was very bad.

    "This"

    Chen Kongzi and Shi Yu Xianjun looked at each other, smiled, and did not expose it.

    To put it bluntly is to tear the skin off.

    "Fang Zhongyong?"

    Luo Yun is a person who has received nine years of compulsory education, how could he not have heard of this name?

    But he didn't ask much, but respectfully saluted: "Elder Feng, thank you for your kindness, but I don't plan to join your courtyard."

    The corner of Elder Feng's mouth twitched: "Then this poetic soul"

    Luo Yun: "I won't sell it either, I'll keep it for myself."

    The corner of Elder Feng's mouth twitched again: "Little friend, if you don't cultivate talent, what's the use of poetry soul?"

    Luo Yun blinked his eyes: "The soul of poetry, can it only be used to cultivate talent?"

    "No and no."

    Chen Kongzi's laughter came again: "This poetic soul is a good thing. It can be used to refine magic weapons,All the medicines can be used, and burned into the furnace, it can make the precious medicine psychic, and the spirituality will multiply"

    "Dust Kongzi!"

    Elder Feng broke out: "You deliberately confront this old man, don't you?"

    Chen Kongzi looked puzzled: "Why did you say that? This old man has a predestined relationship with Young Master Luo, so I just answered some questions about his cultivation."

    "No problem! Good, good!"

    Elder Feng took a hard look at Chen Kongzi, waved his sleeves and left, not forgetting to sigh: "It's a pity, it's a pity, it's a pity, it's a shame"

    "Hmph, it would be bad luck to be in your Qiankun Academy and squeeze out your talent."

    Chen Kongzi snorted coldly.

    While turning around, Luo Yun showed gratitude.

    This old man is not bad, if he awakens a good spiritual root aptitude, Longevity Hill will be the first choice.

    The Immortal Trial Conference is about to be held, and the immortals will retreat.

    The elders of various sects communicated through sound transmission, discussing whether Luo Yun should offer some benefits and weigh the pros and cons.

    "Luo Yun, 1.5 billion elixir, my mother, why don't you sell it?"

    "You posted it, you can buy fairy artifacts casually!"

    Everyone retreated, Shen Quan was the first to rush forward, almost kneeling down to Luo Yun in admiration.

    "Aren't you stupid to have such a huge sum of money in your arms, and if word spreads, everyone won't come to grab it?"

    Luo Yun gave him a blank look.

    Shen Quan quickly calmed down: "It turns out that the elixir can be snatched, but the soul of poetry cannot be snatched, and it can be destroyed with a single thought. Luo Yun, you are too thoughtful, why didn't I think of it at all."

    "Xiao Yun is as meticulous as a hair, and her future achievements are limitless."

    Feng Xiao sighed with emotion to Luo Yubracelet, who kept nodding his head and weeping, not knowing what to say.

    "How could this be how can this boy write second-class poems?"

    Jin Guda stood in the low tide, his face was swollen with gas.

    He originally promised Ku Biliang that he would make Luo Yun lose face, but who knows, he made a big splash!

    "Hey, that one over there, bitch, don't you also have a poem? Why didn't you hear anything?"

    At this time, Luo Yun noticed the golden bone fight.

    "Pfft!"

    Jin Guda almost vomited blood: "What a cheap bone, Xiao Wang's surname is Jin!"

    "Oh, bitch, where's your poem?"

    Luo Yun said with a smile: "Isn't it because I heard my son's "Will Enter the Wine", and I am embarrassed to show my shame?"

    "That's right, even if you multiply all the poems written in this life, the next life, and the next life, they will definitely not be as good as my "Will Enter the Wine"."

    "Luo Yun, don't be complacent" Jin Gu gritted his teeth angrily.

    "So narcissistic!" Princess Xiangning stuck out her tongue, but her eyes couldn't be separated from Luo Yun.

    "Is this poem really written by him? Why do I have a sense of familiarity?" The princess Jingjue who was seated in the Western Regions still had doubts in her heart.

    "What's so great about writing a poem or two?"

    At this time, Kubiliang's mocking voice came from Yuanmeng's seat far away.

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