"Oh." Lin Fan nodded, not giving Shen Minglou any good face.

Lin Fan was not unhappy about Shen Minglou.

But he was very upset when he saw everyone who came to participate.

Shen Minglou laughed and said, "Brother Li, what level are you?"

"The Third-grade Taoist Master Realm." Lin Fan said.

When Shen Minglou heard this, he slapped his thigh: "Fate, I am also the third-grade Taoist priest, and I am the young master of Mingyue Pavilion."

Mingyue Pavilion?

Lin Fan thought about it for a while, but he had heard that it seemed that it was also the largest sect in a certain province.

Shen Minglou is a familiar person and keeps chatting with Lin Fan.

Although Lin Fan didn't give him any good looks, he was a shameless person and kept pestering Lin Fan and chatting.

"Quiet!"

At this time, Wang Jin walked in in the lobby wearing a long robe.

Wang Jin!

Lin Fan's pupils shrank slightly, and then subconsciously stood in the crowd.

Even Xunhuan can recognize his identity. If Wang Jin also recognizes his identity, his current situation will be over.

After Wang Jin stood up, dozens of Quanzhen Sect disciples surrounded the five hundred people in the middle in the hall.

Wang Jin said with a gloomy look: "I am Wang Jin from Quanzhen Sect! This time, the competition for marriage is divided into four rounds."

"Now start the first round!" Wang Jin said loudly: "Give it to me."

As he said that, these Quanzhen Sect disciples walked into the crowd and began to "please" out of the crowd by "willing" people who were disliked.

As long as you have a slightly worse appearance, you can't pass the test.

Wang Jin stood there, holding his hands behind his back, feeling quite depressed and unhappy.

After the Sun and Moon God Sect was ruined, the matter of his restoration to the position of elder was in no time.

Only when you make some great achievements can you have a chance.

Now, one person is needed to host the competition for brides.

That person, as an elder, came out to host a martial arts competition to attract brides, and lost more than one share.

However, the granddaughter of the Great Elder Zhou Zong, who is the granddaughter of the martial arts competition and the host has insufficient strength and status, which is also a problem.

Just so happens that Wang Jinna is the strong man in the fairyland, not an elder.

So this hard work naturally fell on him.

At this time, a disciple of Quanzhen Sect walked straight towards Lin Fan.

Lin Fan frowned. Should he let him take off his mask again?

Now that Wang Jin is here, if he removes his mask...

Thinking of this, Lin Fangang was thinking about countermeasures.

However, this disciple bypassed Lin Fan and said to Shen Minglou: "Your Excellency, please leave here."

When Shen Minglou heard this, his originally ugly facial features were even more crowded together. He said, "Hey, I said, is this kind of hospitality for you Quanzhen Sect?"

This Quanzhen Sect disciple was quite straightforward: "Do you have no idea about your appearance? You dare to participate in the lady's martial arts competition to attract brides."

Lin Fan also felt a little acknowledged with this disciple's words.

Shen Minglou was a little angry. Finally, he took out a few demon pills in the transformation realm and secretly handed them to the disciple: "I am the young master of Mingyue Pavilion, brothers can you please?"

When the Quanzhen Sect heard this, he cursed in a low voice: "Who do you think I am? You want to bribe me with such a little demon pill?"

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"Yes, yes, look at me." Shen Minglou said, handing over a few more demon pills.

"This is OK." This Quanzhen Sect disciple turned his head and looked at Lin Fan: "You..."

Lin Fan felt nervous.

"This is my brother." Shen Minglou laughed and said, "Tangrong and tranquil, the other party is not bad, look."

"That's it." After the Quanzhen Sect disciple said that, he turned around and left.

After this Quanzhen Sect disciple left, Lin Fan said to Shen Minglou on the side: "Thank you."

"No, no, no." Shen Minglou looked painful, and he said, "Anyway, he has so many demon pills in it, so I'll help you."

As he said that, he looked at Lin Fan's face and said, "Brother, are you wearing a disguised mask on your face?"

"Yes." Lin Fan nodded slightly.

Perhaps ordinary people can't see anything about such a disguise mask, but monks, and cultivators with great cultivation, can naturally easily recognize them.

"Then you must be an ugly guy." Shen Minglou said without hesitation.

Just kidding, who would be willing to wear a mask if you are more handsome?

Even if I look so naughty, I don’t want to wear a mask.

In Shen Minglou's eyes, Lin Fan should have reached a certain level of uglyness, so he is like this.

Lin Fan showed a speechless look on his face, but he had just done him a favor, so what else could he say?

Soon, five hundred people were eliminated directly by 300 people.

Among them, most of them are only in the first and second grade Taoist priests, or even lay Buddhists, who are directly driven away.

The remaining 200 people all have good faces or good talent.

"You two hundred people, come with me." Wang Jin said loudly.

At this time, several buses were prepared at the entrance of the hotel.

More than two hundred people got into the car one by one.

Lin Fan and Shen Minglou found a car casually. After sitting down, the car slowly started and drove out of the city.

"This situation is really big." Shen Minglou curled his lips, with emotion in his eyes.

Lin Fanze looked out the window and said nothing.

Shen Minglou seemed to be a chatterbox. He said, "Brother Li, you are not right, you are talking too little."

The car drove for nearly an hour and finally stopped outside a suburban forest.

This forest covers a wide area.

After the car stopped, more than 200 people all got off the bus.

Wang Jin and a group of Quanzhen Sect disciples stood in front of them.

Wang Jin said, "A lot of people have been cleared out in the first round just now, and the second round will begin now."

"It's ten o'clock in the morning now." Wang Jin glanced at the time, then pointed to the woods behind him: "We have put thirty-two hydrangeas in advance in this forest. Before the sun sets, he brought hydrangeas here. Even if he passed the second round of assessment, all those who did not get hydrangeas will be eliminated."

After hearing Wang Jin's words, more than 200 people immediately started to talk in a low voice.

"In addition, after entering the forest, regardless of life or death, it has nothing to do with our Quanzhen Sect." Wang Jin said: "If you are timid, you don't have to go in, so as not to lose your life."

Wang Jin's next sentence immediately made many people retreat.

After all, this time, many people came here with the mentality of luck and giving it a try.

But now, if you enter inside and grab the so-called hydrangea, you may lose your life, which makes people feel a bit unprofitable.

What if I lose my life here?
Chapter completed!