Chapter 140 Conspiracy

Besides, after Feng Xiaotian came to the rostrum, except for those predecessors and real people, there was only a blue-shirted man standing on the stage, staring at Feng Xiaotian, and his eyes were full of vigilance and vigilance. It was the disciple of Pengzhou Fairy Island, a proud disciple of Shangguan Wuyou - Xiao Beichen!

Although Xiao Biechen is arrogant and gives people a cold feeling, which makes people feel inaccessible, he is handsome and can indeed be called a beautiful man. Unfortunately, his eyes show a gloomy light, which greatly affects his image.

Feng Xiaotian saw that there was only Xiao Biechen as a contestant on the stage, and he lost the Wu'ang of Xifanzong. It seemed that Xiao Biechen had defeated Wu and would be a strong opponent for the Pengzhou championship!

Feng Xiaotian looked at Xiao Beichen's provocative eyes, but didn't care. Instead, he smiled at Xiao Beichen and nodded, arched his hand and said, "Congratulations on Brother Xiao on winning!"

"Humph!" Xiao Biechen just snorted coldly and did not answer. In his opinion, this unknown boy who laughs all day long really doesn't have much strength. It's really amazing that he can enter the finals at the same time as him.

After Feng Xiaotian beat Lang Xiaotian, he was in a good mood. He was not annoyed by Xiao Biechen's rudeness. Seeing that he ignored him, he smiled bitterly and walked towards Tianling Zhenren.

Tianling Zhenren watched Feng Xiaotian pass by from afar and laughed cheerfully, "Ha ha, Xiaotian brother is good, hey hey, it's worthy of being my brother!"

Feng Xiaotian also giggled and saluted the seniors present.

Other elders of the holy land of cultivation are not very good-looking. After all, the disciples of the holy land of cultivation can be said to have been destroyed by the whole army. As a foil in the previous Pengzhou conferences, the scattered cultivation shined brilliantly, which makes these elders of the leaders of the holy land feel embarrassed. There is no light on his face, and in the face of Feng Xiaotian's enthusiasm, he is a little absent-minded.

As for Shangguan Wuyong, his face was red and he was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth. After all, his proud disciple Xiao Beichen earned him great face, which made him straighten his waist in front of these elders of the holy land of cultivation. Moreover, after Xiao Biechen won, a perfect one slowly appeared in his heart. The plan came, which made him excited and happy.

Only Feng Xiaotian and Xiao Beichen were left in the audience for the speech. Shangguan Wuyong didn't have a speech **, so there was a lot less nonsense. After a while of greeting, Shangguan Wuyong set the final of the final of this Pengzhou Conference for three days later, and the venue of the competition was on the rostrum. The award ceremony It will also be held at that time.

After Shangguan Wuyong announced the decision, everyone stopped talking and left and returned to their home one after another.

Feng Xiaotian and Tianling Zhenren also returned to the bamboo forest. After returning to the bamboo forest, the Zhenren returned to the lineup, which made everyone guess again.

Within three days, in order to make Feng Xiaotian devote himself to practice, Yan'er did not bother him, but whispered with Danyu all day long by the bamboo forest stream.

Qian Xiaosheng and Li Haoyu also have a tacit understanding. They know that they can't help Feng Xiaotian. When they come, they can only disturb Feng Xiaotian's practice. Therefore, no one has come to the bamboo forest in three days. Only Tianling Zhenren and Daquan Zhenren accompany Feng Xiaotian. In the interval of Feng Xiaotian's cultivation, the two of them put their precious cultivation and The experience of fighting has been taught to each other, which has made Feng Xiaotian's true knowledge in the past three days reach a great step.

On the evening of the third day, the full moon was shining, and everyone sat together in the pavilion in the bamboo forest. Qian Xiaosheng and Li Haoyu, who had not seen each other for three days, came.

The stone table in the pavilion was full of wine and vegetables, and several people chatted while drinking.

"Brother Xiaotian, I always feel that the Shangguan Wuyong old man looks like charity, but he hides a knife in his smile. I'm afraid there will be some treachery. We have to guard against it!" The real person said to Feng Xiaotian worriedly.

"Well, I feel the same way. I always feel that Shangguan Wuyong seems to have some conspiracy, and I always feel a little unsteady!" The red fish also echoed.

"Real? Why don't I feel it?" Feng Xiaotian asked doubtfully.

"Hey hey, no matter what kind of conspiracy he is, there is the first master in the world of cultivation here, and he doesn't care about any plots!" Qian Xiaosheng shook a broken fan and looked at Tianling Zhenren and said flatteringly.

"You don't talk nonsense, just listen honestly, and don't interrupt!" Li Haoyu frowned and scolded Qian Xiaosheng.

"To be honest, Brother Tian, I always feel a little scared these days. It seems that something bad will happen. Why don't we not compete? Let's go back to Fengjiazhuang now. Yaner is homesick!" Yan'er said with some fear.

"You stupid girl, you, if you care, you will be chaotic. It's better than now. How can you retreat from this? Brother Xiaotian promised you that we would go back to Fengjiazhuang immediately after the competition. Hey hey, speaking of which, I'm really a little homesick. At that time, Brother Xue, Sister-in-law Xue, and Brother Lu will all go back with us!" Feng Xiaotian comforted Yan'er.

"I'll go then too!" Qian Xiaosheng said unrelentingly when he heard the words.

Although Li Haoyu didn't say anything, he also looked at Feng Xiaotian eagerly. Obviously, he was also eager to be with Feng Xiaotian.

"Okay, if your two masters agree, I don't mind the two followers behind!" Looking at these two living treasures, Feng Xiaotian said helplessly.

"When it comes to conspiracy, I also think there is something wrong!" Tianling Zhenren, who had never spoken, said.

"Oh? Why did Brother Xue say this?" Feng Xiaotian asked curiously.

"These days, I always feel that there seems to be something hidden in Shangguan Wuyong's eyes. Maybe this old guy is still plotting against the Xiaotian brothers? Brother Lu is right. We really can't guard against it!" Tianling Zhenren said with a solemn face.

"Brother Xue also thinks so. There is no doubt that Shangguan Wuyong has a conspiracy. What we need to do is how to prevent the other party's conspiracy from succeeding." The real person said in awe.

"Well, from tomorrow's going to the game, there must always be one person between us who is inseparable from Xiaotian until we leave Pengzhou Fairy Island. In this case, with our strength, I'm afraid it's not easy for Shangguan Wuyong to plot against Xiaotian!" Tianling Zhenren suggested.

"Well, what Brother Xue said, just do it!" A complete collection of real people.

"Is this necessary?" Feng Xiaotian scratched his head and said puzzledly.

"Of course!" Everyone else said with one voice, so scared that Feng Xiaotian shrank his head and dared not say more.

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At this time, there was a wide room in a fine house in the middle of Pengzhou Fairy Island, and the candle was bright.

In the middle of the room, Xiao Biechen, dressed in a green shirt, sat on the futon. His eyes were closed, the white smoke curled on the top of his head, his face turned red, and the meridians on his face were open. The big drops of sweat on his forehead turned into a white vapor evaporation channel in the air before it slipped. It seemed that the work had reached a critical moment.

Around Xiao Biechen, eight old men with white hair surrounded them. They raised their arms flat in front of their chests, with their palms facing out, far away from Xiao Biechen. The invisible spiritual power passed through the air to Xiao Biechen's body. It seemed that they were helping Xiao Beichen practice. These eight old men were the eight immortals of Pengzhou who broke through the competition space together!

Shangguan Wuyong stood aside and muttered, "Tianlingzi, Tianlingzi, you will never expect that I will take the fairy Feng Xiaotian out like this. Humph, I'll see what else you have to say then!"

As he spoke, the eight immortals of Pengzhou, who were sitting around Xiao Biechen, shouted softly. Their palms flew over and their bodies moved forward. Several people clapped their palms on Xiao Bianchen's body in turn, and then withdrew their palms and stood on the side of Shangguan Wuyong.

When the last old man finished shooting, he only heard a "crack" sound on Xiao Biechen's body like stir-fried beans. Xiao Biechen's face suddenly twisted and seemed to suffer great pain.

One of the Eight Immortals in Pengzhou looked at the painful Xiao Biechen's face with a trace of unbearance, and said to Shangguan Wuyong, "Brother Shangguan, it's hard to do it like this. I'm afraid that it will be difficult for him to enter his cultivation in his life!"

Shangguan had no need to hear the words, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He sighed and said, "Alas! Why don't I know this? I brought up the dust with one hand. Why don't I deeply regret that he will end up like this? It's just that it's related to the safety of the whole world of cultivation, so I can only wrong him!"

"Is it just that it's a little unfair to the dust?" The old man still seemed to be a little dissatisfied.

"Well, Lao San, we have already compensated him for helping him win the championship of this Pengzhou Conference. Is it possible that we old men should pay him for his life?" Shangguan Wuyong suddenly said slightly angrily.

The old man, known as the third brother, was angry when he saw Shangguan Wuyong. He couldn't help but change his face. He took a step back and knelt down and said, "Brother Shangguan is angry. I know he is wrong. Please forgive me!"

The other old men also bowed slightly and asked in unison, "The third brother (brother) lost his words for a moment. Please calm down your anger!"

"Well, it's nothing. I know you feel sorry for the dust, and I don't blame you. Lao San, get up!" Shangguan Wuyong waved his hand, his face was slightly pale, and he said slowly.

"Thank you, Brother Kai En!" The third brother listened to Shangguan Wuyong's words and thanked him respectfully. Then he got up from the ground, but Shangguan Wuyong and the other seven immortals did not find it. There was a trace of resentment hidden in the third man's eyes.

While several people were talking, Xiao Biechen's body suddenly shook, and then it returned to normal. Even his face was much more relaxed, and a strong momentum came out.

Seeing this, Shangguan Wuyong took a breath and said, "Huh... Finally, the great work has been completed. Feng Xiaotian is also Feng Xiaotian, even if you are already distracted, what can you do? It's not the same that I will die in the hands of my disciple!"

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