Chapter 162: What's Your Attitude?

Swish swish~

The surrounding air flow roared wildly and the wind roared in his ears. Ye Junlin took the lead at an incredible speed and ran straight out of the prairie.

In the next few maps, Ye Junlin relied on his astonishing luck, sometimes riding a mount, sometimes teleporting, passing through levels as if it was a joke, and soon reached the end.

Looking at the empty venue and the golden hourglass with half the time remaining, Ye Junlin couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "Hey, I should have known I should have walked slower."

After saying that, he threw the dice back casually, and when it hit the ground, it happened to be another golden sixty points.

Gulu~

At this time, there was a gurgling sound in his stomach. Ye Junlin felt the hunger coming from his stomach and said: "After running around the map for so long, it's no wonder that I'm a little hungry. It's time to reward myself with something to eat."

After all, he is now in the Qi-training state where his cultivation has been suppressed to the lowest level. It is normal for him to feel hungry after strenuous exercise.

On the other side of the mountain.

Liu Huangshu, the first island owner of Death Immortal Island, looked at the finish line shown in the pond. The expression on his face was still in shock. He was obviously stunned by this fast and fierce man!

Damn it, what kind of incredible luck is this? !

The dice probability is one in a thousand, and it can be triggered at will. The entire sprint process is smooth and smooth.

This is no longer God's favorite. This horse is God's biological father, right? ! !

Liu Huangshu felt complicated, but then he thought about it. When he set up this level, he took his personal luck into consideration!

After all, the battle between great avenues ultimately relies on luck. Among those who stood at the top of the pyramid in ancient times, which one was not a person with great luck? And those with weak luck, or even no luck, have long been submerged in the torrent of the times, without even a splash of water.

But even so, the big guys, including him, were unable to prevent the major catastrophe that year.

And now, a person whose luck is even worse than theirs is born in future generations. Doesn’t this mean that there is a turning point?

You know, luck is also part of strength!

It's just that this person's luck is indeed too good...

Thinking of this, Liu Huangshu suddenly became enlightened, and his frowning eyebrows relaxed. Just when he was about to smile with relief, he suddenly seemed to see something in the next second. His expression instantly froze on his face, and the corners of his mouth twitched one after another.

at this time.

In that empty field, there was a curl of smoke rising.

The fire was set up, and the bright flame was very strong.

Ye Junlin grabbed a large handful of meat skewers that he had prepared in advance from the storage ring. He turned them over and spread the sauce on them, humming a tune briskly in his mouth.

Not long after, the mouth-watering aroma of meat filled the air.

"Oh!"

Ye Junlin picked up the skewers and showed them to his mouth, eating them with gusto, his face full of enjoyment.

Seeing this, Liu Huangshu's eyelids jumped. At this moment, he wanted to rush over and grab Ye Junlin's collar. He roared with a ferocious expression: "What are you doing? Tell me what you are doing? This is the top inheritance in the Kunlun world. It’s a trial! Can you be more serious?”

However, due to his status as a senior, Liu Huangshu still tried his best to hold back.

“Actually, it’s good to enjoy yourself in time, which shows that he has a pure heart.

Liu Huangshu forced a smile, which was slightly stiff.

Next, Hong Qianye and Chen Xiao came to the finish line one after another.

The two of them were as tired as dogs and sweating profusely. They looked at the silver-haired young man eating skewers leisurely in the empty field in front of them, and felt an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

"Xiaohong, are you hungry?"

Ye Junlin picked up a fragrant chicken skewer and greeted enthusiastically: "Come over and eat chicken!"

Hong Qianye's face looked unnatural, and she always felt that these words sounded strange.

But he was indeed very tired from running and a little hungry, so the kebabs handed to him came as timely as timely help.

"Thank you Master!"

Hong Qianye walked over and caught the fragrant skewers. The meat of the skewers was fresh, smooth and tender. It tasted delicious with the sauce and cumin.

Seeing the two masters and apprentices showing off the barbecue, Chen Xiao, who was covered in a black robe and hood, his throat squirmed a few times and he swallowed hard.

Out of sight, out of mind, Chen Xiao gritted his teeth and walked to the corner, sat cross-legged with his back to them, took out the Bigu Pill and swallowed it, secretly saying: "Huh, this is the correct way to cultivate immortality!"

As time went by, another group of people came one after another.

In the crowd, Li Wujie looked shabby and disheveled, looking like a refugee who had escaped from a disaster. Suddenly he smelled the scent of meat in the air, his eyes widened, and when he looked towards the source, he saw two familiar figures. The figure is eating barbecue.

"Hey, leave some for me!"

Li Wujie rushed forward, stretched out his hand to grab a large handful of skewers, saliva almost flowed out from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of desire for food.

"Ada~!"

At the moment of lightning, a standard sideways kick came, sending Li Wujie flying more than ten meters, somersaulting several times, and then he fell heavily to the ground, eating a mouth full of sand.

Li Wujie grimaced in pain and lay on the ground in a daze.

Why don't you just eat a kebab?

"Am I familiar with you? It's rude to grab food when you come up!" Ye Junlin brushed down his sleeves and snorted coldly.

Li Wujie asked directly, and after holding back for a long time, he finally managed to say, "Master, Master, I am your third disciple, why don't you recognize me?"

Ye Junlin was stunned, and looked at Hong Qianye inquiringly, who nodded helplessly.

Case solved!

Ye Junlin pretended to cough dryly a few times, and hurried forward to help the third apprentice up, with an awkward smile: "Sorry, you have changed a lot."

"It's okay, I'm used to it."

Li Wujie smiled bitterly, pointed his finger forward, and asked in a rather polite and cautious tone: "Master, can I eat now?"

Ye Junlin blinked, "Yes."

Li Wujie rushed over and grabbed a handful of skewers as if he had been pardoned, and ate them voraciously, with excited tears flashing in the corners of his eyes.

Ye Junlin stood by and said with emotion, "Xiao Li, if you come later, the master will be full, but don't worry, the rest will be given to you!"

Li Wujie paused in his action of eating the skewers, raised his face that was uglier than crying, "Master, you know how to comfort people."

Then

As the sand in the golden hourglass was drained, it also marked the end of this level.

It was obvious that more than half of the cultivators on the field were missing, and you can imagine how fierce the competition was.

"It is worthy of being a test by an ancient immortal. I hope I can make it through the next level." After experiencing the previous levels, Xue Wuhen completely put away his contempt and said solemnly.

At this time.

A majestic and mellow voice sounded over the Immortal Island, "This round of levels is over. Congratulations to the successful trialists. The first place winner will be baptized by the immortal arts!"

Swish!

A bright immortal light shone on Ye Junlin, and countless auspicious auras burst out from his body.

"Wow!" Exclamations broke out in the crowd.

"After being baptized by this immortal art, you will be helped by God in your future cultivation. Senior Ye will soon become an immortal." Xue Wuhen's eyes flashed with envy, knowing that this is something that is of great benefit to cultivators.

"Damn, what kind of shit luck did this guy have!?" Chen Xiao's eyes turned red, his face twisted, and he was almost crazy with jealousy.

Hong Qianye took a deep breath, with a complicated expression. After all, he was ranked second. Looking at the silver-haired young man bathed in the fairy light, it would be a lie to say that he was not jealous.

Until the dazzling fairy light dissipated.

Ye Junlin's expression was calm.

To be honest, for him with a golden finger, this thing is not as real as a skewer!

Li Wujie asked in confusion: "Master, are you not happy?"

Everyone was also very surprised. If this kind of benefit was placed in the outside world, it would definitely cause the legendary fairy war with the collapse of the sky and the crack of the earth and the flow of blood, but why did Senior Ye have no reaction?

"Haha, I'm so happy!" Ye Junlin raised his hands and tried to get away with it with his poor acting skills.

Uh, so perfunctory...

Everyone was speechless.

In the yard, Liu Huangshu looked ugly and felt as if his dignity was insulted.

You know, the baptism of immortal arts just now, in the heyday of Kunlun Realm, was as precious as a gift from heaven. How many descendants of immortal emperors rushed to receive the initiation, which would be of great benefit to their future practice.

Who would have thought that someone would have such a perfunctory attitude? !

Let alone showing an exaggerated reaction, such as screaming with excitement, or crying, or rolling on the ground with joy, but you have to have a flattered reaction, right?

The result is just like this? Huh?

Liu Huangshu suddenly felt that his sincerity was wasted...

After a while.

A majestic voice sounded again above everyone's head, "Now, the second round of levels is open, please go to the next location."

Click!

The vast mountain wall in front of them cracked, rumbling to both sides, and the dust rolled, shaking the earth.

Everyone walked with trepidation, wondering what kind of weird level this time?

Li Wujie was eating the last few skewers while walking. When he saw the scene in front of him, his eyes suddenly widened.

"This, this is..." Hong Qianye's scalp was a little numb, and he was in doubt.

"Huh?" Ye Junlin, who was in the middle of the three people, stopped and his pupils reflected the dense, stick-like glowing energy bodies, and he fell into deep thought.