"Name?"

"Song Yan. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Age?"

"Twenty. ”

"Cultivation?"

"The day after tomorrow is perfect. ”

After a simple registration, the housekeeper of the Zhu Mansion handed Song Yan a wooden sign with a number written on it: "Song Gongzi, this is your number plate, please put it away, it will be used in the martial arts competition tomorrow." ”

"Thank you. Song Yan took the number plate and looked at it, it was written three hundred and twenty, it seems that he should be the third hundred and twenty to compete in martial arts.

Then Miss Zhu is very popular, there are so many people to sign up.

"Come on, send Song Gongzi to rest. The butler shouted again.

Soon, a family member stepped forward and said politely: "Song Gongzi, please come with the little one." ”

"Trouble. ”

Song Yan nodded and put away the number plate casually.

After a while, the housekeeper led Song Yan outside a guest room, took out the key and opened the lock on the door, and reminded him: "Song Gongzi, you live here for the time being, someone will bring you food every meal, if it is not necessary, please don't walk around, so as not to bump into the lady of the house." ”

"Thanks for the reminder, remember in the following. Song Yan nodded.

And the boy withdrew. The family saluted and left.

Pushing open the door, Song Yan walked into the room.

The room is clean and bright, except for a wooden bed, only a wooden table and wooden chairs remain.

After a brief look, Song Yan pushed open the two wooden windows, intending to ventilate the room.

With the idea that what comes is safe, Song Yan did not deliberately explore the Zhu Mansion, but took out a novel from the storage spirit ring, and looked leisurely.

"This brother is so Yaxing, in Xia Li Duyang, I have seen Brother Tai. ”

Suddenly, a handsome young man with a long body, wearing a white robe, and a chic temperament appeared in front of Song Yan's door.

"In Xia Song Yan, I have seen Brother Li. Song Yan put down the book in his hand, stood up and saluted back.

"It turned out to be Brother Song, please don't blame me for a rash visit. ”

"Brother Li is polite, please come in quickly. Song Yan said with a smile, and quietly put the novel into the storage spirit ring, the font on it is different from the font of this world.

After a simple greeting, the two chatted casually, but as they chatted, the topic of the two gradually turned to the heroine of this competition.

Li Duyang asked, "Brother Song, have you seen Miss Zhu?"

Song Yan shook his head: "I haven't seen it, I've only heard people say that this woman is as beautiful as a flower, it's like a fairy descending to earth, otherwise, there wouldn't be so many people to compete in martial arts to recruit relatives!"

"That's right. Li Duyang clapped his hands and said: "This Miss Zhu is indeed born as beautiful as a fairy, if she can take such a woman as her wife, she will be willing to die." ”

Hearing this, Song Yan couldn't help but quip: "Brother Li is really a peony flower to death, and he is also a ghost." ”

Li Duyang was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Brother Song's sentence is appropriate, I don't know where the allusion comes from?"

This sentence comes from "The Peony Pavilion", the story describes Du Liniang's dream of a scholar holding a willow branch to ask her to write a poem, and then the scholar was hugged to the Peony Pavilion, and they became a joy of clouds and rain.

Thinking that there is no "Peony Pavilion" in this world, Song Yan simply told this story.

After listening to this story, Li Duyang couldn't help but show a hint of appreciation, and said: "Brother Song is very knowledgeable, and he can't do it yet. ”

The two chatted for more than an hour before Li Duyang said goodbye and left.

"This Li Duyang is a wonderful person. Song Yan said secretly, because Song Yan saw that this Li Duyang was a congenital master, and it was rare for a dignified innate master to be so polite to him as "acquired perfection".

In the evening, sure enough, a family member from Zhufu brought a meal.

Its taste is not as bad as Tianxianglou's.

After eating, Song Yan walked around the room before returning to the room.

However, not long after he came back, Li Duyang came to talk to him again, still carrying a bottle of wine in his hand, and he didn't know where he got it.

After chatting for a while, Song Yan suddenly changed his words: "Brother Li, I heard that Old Man Zhu was once a disciple of Xianmen, you say, is there really a Xianmen in this world?"

Hearing Song Yan's inquiry, Li Duyang couldn't help but show surprise: "Brother Song doesn't know that there is an immortal gate in this world?"

"I really don't know, if Brother Li knows, please let me know. Song Yan pleaded.

Li Duyang nodded, and said slowly: "Actually, I don't know much about it, I heard that in our Tang Dynasty, the largest immortal sect is called the Qionghua faction, and it is also the protector of our Tang Dynasty.

However, the selection of disciples in the Immortal Sect is extremely strict, it is said that the Qionghua Sect will open the Immortal Gate every ten years to accept outer disciples, and only those who have cultivated to reach the innate triple level or above, and are only twenty years old, are eligible to be selected.

Although the other small immortal sect disciples were not as strict as Qiong Hua, they had to be innate martial artists under the age of twenty to be included in the door wall. ”

"Then does Brother Li know how strong the strongest immortal of the Qionghua Sect is?" Song Yan asked.

Li Duyang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Brother Song is too high-minded, and he is just a small mortal martial artist, how can he know, but I heard that the elders of the Qionghua faction are all peerless masters of the Jindan level, and with a raise of his hand, he can destroy a city like Beijiang." ”

"The elder is a master of Jindan, so isn't the head of the sect a master of Yuanying?" Song Yan said secretly, and then said to Li Duyang gratefully: "Thank you Brother Li for your advice." ”

"It's getting late, let's have another drink. Li Duyang raised his glass and said.

"Good. ”

Sending Li Duyang away, Song Yan showed a contemplative look, the immortal cultivation sect in this world is much stronger than the immortal cultivation sect of Shui Lanxing, on Shui Lanxing, the foundation building period is enough to serve as the head, and in this world, even the Jindan period can only serve as an elder.

Not at all on a hierarchical level.

However, this is also expected, after all, the aura of heaven and earth in this world is too strong.

At the same time, he considered whether to join an immortal cultivation sect, so that he could also have a detailed understanding of the immortal cultivation forces in this world.

It's just that he already has a cultivation in his body, I'm afraid that the Qionghua faction will not include him as a wild cultivator who comes from an improper way, so even if he wants to join, he can only find a small sect.

The night is ticking.

In the early morning of the next day, a family arrived and personally brought Song Yan to the martial arts arena of the Zhu family.

Ten rings have been set up in the center of the arena.

On the left and right of the ring, there are hundreds of tables and chairs, each of which has tea and pastries and the like.

"Song Gongzi, you can find a table and chair at random and sit down, and it will be a while before the competition starts. Jia Ding reminded.

"I'm tired!" Song Yan said to his family, and walked to an empty table and sat down.

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