"If there is no threat from the demon race, I am afraid that the Qin State will have the strength to dominate the world!" In the temple, the writers looked at the mayfly list and began to discuss. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"It seems that the Yan Kingdom is still going to be at the bottom this year! If it continues like this, when the longevity of the Guancang Sea is exhausted, the Seven Kingdoms will become the Six Kingdoms!" sighed the writer of the Qin State.

"There is no country without saints! This is also a matter of no way! In fact, if my human race can be unified, what can the demon race do!" another writer laughed.

This is not his opinion alone, many semi-saints and Confucians have such thoughts.

"The fifth level is a place that tests personal strength and chance, I don't know who can be the first to enter the sixth level!"

"Hey, I can actually see the mayfly list!" Zhuang Yichen suddenly felt a vibration in the official seal, and took it out to see that there was actually a list.

Fang Luo and Zhu Zi'an were stunned, and the latter suddenly said excitedly: "I know! Officials above the seventh grade can check the mayfly list through the official seal! It stands to reason that we can't look at the mayfly list, but you are a person with an official position, this can be said to be a loophole!"

"Loophole?" Zhuang Yichen also came to his senses, in this way, he could not easily know who was eliminated and who entered the sixth level! This seems to have no effect, but it is powerful at a critical time.

"Only forty-one people from our Yan Kingdom have left!" Zhuang Yichen couldn't help frowning as he looked at the mayfly list.

"It's already better than last year! In the Mayfly List, the fifth weight is one point, the sixth weight is 10 points, and the seventh weight is 100 points! After the score is accumulated, the highest is in the top! Last year, we were a few points short of surpassing Zhao Guo, which is a pity. Zhu Zi'an said.

"What about the eighth weight?" Zhuang Yichen asked curiously.

"The eighth weight is a thousand points, but those who can enter the eighth weight can count it on both hands after thousands of years. Zhu Zi'an sneered.

"I see!, but just by entering the eighth level, you can get a higher score than the Qin State, which is a bit unreasonable, right?" Zhuang Yichen said.

"Which do you think is more important than a hundred Juren or a demi-saint?" Zhu Zi'an asked rhetorically.

"Naturally, it's important to be a demi-saint!" Zhuang Yichen replied without thinking. As soon as the words fell, he also woke up.

In this way, those who have entered the eighth level have a much greater chance of being canonized in the future than others, and their value is naturally far greater than that of others.

"In this way, wouldn't the ninth weight be counted as ten thousand points?" Fang Luo said in surprise.

"That's nature!However, since the land of mayflies, no one has ever been to the ninth level!" Zhuang Yichen said, this is what Yu Yuefeng said, naturally there will be no mistake.

"Therefore, it is rumored that the chance of the Nine Heavens being canonized in the Land of Mayflies will increase by thirty percent, and it is one of the most desirable places of trial for the human race, but it is a pity that everyone only has one time in their life!" Zhu Zi'an knows a lot, and the Zhu family is obviously not just as simple as the Fucheng family.

"It's useless to say so much, let's concentrate on finding the Soul Condensing Grass!" Zhuang Yichen smiled, and suddenly noticed that someone seemed to be spying on the three of them in the dark.

"Whoever hides his head and tail, come out and come out!" he shouted at once.

Fang Luo and Zhu Zi'an both showed surprise, the three of them were now in the plains, there was no grass and only wasteland within ten zhang of the vicinity, who could lurk in the dark?

"It's pretty sharp!" a hoarse voice sounded, with a sense of pride, and then a figure appeared out of the air, as if out of thin air.

"Stealth!You are from the Shen family!" Zhu Zi'an shouted, and a solemn look appeared on his face.

The Shen family, the ancestor of the poultry slippery, was the first disciple of Mozi, and later became a half-saint. The word Shenzi was changed to Shen for some unknown reason.

The Shen family belongs to the Wendao Semi-Saint Family, but there is a secret technique called stealth, which can be used even if it is a showman, of course, there are certain restrictions.

"You still have a little eyesight! I didn't expect that there are still people with some insight in the poor countryside of Yan Kingdom. Leave the Soul Condensation Grass and get out of here!" said the head of the Shen family lightly.

"He seems to be just hiding here, and he didn't deliberately follow us! Could it be that there is something going to be a treasure here?" Zhuang Yichen found out at this time that the people of the Shen family did not have any strong murderous intentions, but just wanted to drive them away.

As for wanting the Soul Condensing Grass, this is just an excuse.

"Brother Shen, those who are destined for heaven and earth have it, you want to be alone in this way, it's a little unreasonable!" Zhuang Yichen suddenly smiled slightly and said.

The pupils of that person's eyes suddenly dilated, and a terrifying killing intent suddenly appeared and shot directly at Zhuang Yichen.

However, Zhuang Yichen inherited the inheritance of the martial saint, how could the killing power of the mere talent be able to threaten half of his mind.

"I'll count three times, if you don't leave, don't blame me for killing you with secret techniques, even the Holy Power is too late to kill you!" The man's faint words carried infinite murderous intent, which seemed to be able to influence people's minds.