Wen Mo didn't tell Wang Xiaolian about his guess, if this matter was related to Uzo Kai, whether it was true or not, the relationship between the two of them would definitely be seriously affected. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The five-year Youth Alchemy Festival is about to be held. The major sects and academies all sent people to participate, so they did not leave directly, and some people wanted to stay to watch the competition, or participate in the competition.

The outer disciples of the Alchemy Sect generally participate in the Youth Alchemy Festival, and most of the people who came to the secret realm this time were outer disciples, so they were all ready to participate.

It's just that after Wang Xiaolian separated from Wen Mo because of the affairs of Wangjia Village, she returned to the Alchemy Sect and did not participate in this competition.

A group of people who were with Wang Xiaolian were in no mood to participate. A group of them entered the secret realm, lost most of them, and in the end only three came out. Wang Xiaolian, Shu Qianrong, and another senior brother with good strength.

The person other than Gu Qing'er, when he entered the trial, he suffered from greed and died.

When the four stones converge, what opens is a trial, a unique trial that belongs to this secret realm.

The purpose of the trial is mainly to find the inheritor, an alchemist inheritance.

The requirements for opening this inheritance are very demanding, and you must have no other inheritance on your body, and you must find four unlocked keys at the same time.

Although Wen Mo had the key, she was carrying the inheritance of other alchemy systems, and the first request pushed her out.

Entering the place where Xie Fang is located can be regarded as an opportunity given by the spirit of the realm to see Xiao Ling'er's face.

Xie Fang is not the owner of the secret realm, she can only be regarded as a sojourner, but the things she took out casually are also rare in the outside world. Therefore, the realm spirit can be regarded as attentive.

As for what happened during the trial, Wen Mo didn't know at all. I didn't know that Wang Xiaolian was under the scramble of everyone, and she got the inheritance in a daze without knowing it.

The Alchemy Festival is a grand event held by the four countries of the Xuanhuang Continent together, and it belongs exclusively to the alchemists.

In the past few thousand years, the aura on the Xuanhuang Continent has gradually exhausted, and low-level people have not felt it, but high-level cultivators are worried and hurried.

The exhaustion of Reiki means that the amount of Reiki that each person can absorb becomes limited, and the amount that used to be absorbed in one day now takes one and a half days, and what used to be two days now takes three days......

Even if the talent is good, the speed of cultivation has slowed down.

What's more, due to the exhaustion of spiritual energy, the quality of the children born has also decreased a lot, and there are fewer and fewer excellent spiritual roots.

This has formed a vicious circle, the qualifications are not good enough, the cultivation is slow, and the qualifications of the children born are also poor...... From generation to generation, some families whose ancestors were emperors also slowly declined.

Therefore, in order to be able to absorb more resources, the major forces have attached great importance to the foreign object of the pill.

Methods have been developed to speed up the growth rate, so that the elixir can mature in the shortest possible time. Although the medicinal properties are not as good as those born and raised, they are not far behind.

The cultivation of alchemists is indispensable.

Wen Mo didn't know that the alchemy festival was about to be held. After she entered the sect, she didn't know many people at all, and she stayed in the nest every day, planting elixirs, cultivating, alchemy, and so on.

Except for the occasional meal with the fat man, and when she sold Bigu Dan, she didn't say much to others.

If it weren't for the fact that when she was waiting for Wang Xiaolian, she heard her ask Shu Qianrong if she wanted to go to the alchemy event, and she remembered that her grandfather had mentioned it.

But at that time, she knew that she couldn't cultivate, and she couldn't refine the pill, so she just wanted to live a carefree life, so she didn't inquire much.

Now that she heard this term again, she had mixed feelings for a while.

Grandpa said at the beginning that when his brother Wen Qian came to the alchemy event, he could almost go and participate in it and test the water. It doesn't matter if you don't break into many places.

Since the alchemy festival is held once every five years, anyone under the age of fifty can participate, Wen Qian is currently nineteen years old, and he can participate six times as long as he wants.

Wen Mo thought about Wen Qian's injuries and guessed that he should have missed this time.

This youth alchemy event was held half a month later, first selected by the town, and the top ten entered the preliminary round and went to the local main city.

In the main city, the game really begins, that is, the preliminary round.

The top 10 in the preliminary round entered Cangzhi City, the capital of the central country, to participate in the semi-finals, and the top 10 in the semi-finals entered the finals, and the venue of the finals was in the country of Wu, also known as the land of fire.

Although the Youth Alchemy Festival is still half a month away, Wulian Town is very lively.

Wu Lianzhen was also lively in the past, but it was not so lively.

Everywhere there were lights hung with red and green silk, and red lanterns were lined up along the streets, stretching to the other end of the town.

When Wen Mo arrived, it was just after the evening sunset, and the night lights were first on the market, and the red lanterns seemed to welcome Wen Mo, and the brushes were lit up, and the streets were red.

Pedestrians come and go, with festive smiles on their faces.

The child sat on his father's head, holding his head and looking left and right. Slender women dressed in beautiful clothes walked generously down the streets. Even the man couldn't bear to take care of it quietly, dressed gracefully, and paced slowly on the street.

The young men and girls with swords shuttled between the pedestrians, all of them had outstanding demeanor, their chins were slightly raised while walking, and the corners of their mouths were hooked with Ling Ran's smile, and the pedestrians around them consciously moved away, with panic in their eyes.

Winmer also followed the pedestrian into the town, and was pushed by the pedestrian, so he got out of the way.

Looking at the signs on their chests, they are not the symbols of the three major sects, nor are they the symbols of a few famous forces.

She raised an eyebrow, then looked away and focused on the food around her.

She hadn't walked on such a street for a long time, and a wave of nostalgia rose in her heart, and the clouds in her heart seemed to have been dispelled a little, and the corners of her mouth hooked up with a smile, but with sadness.

Especially looking at the children sitting on the shoulders of his parents, Wen Mo missed it even more, remembering that he wanted to try it before, so his brother volunteered to stand up to her.

As a result, she was hit by someone and fell down, if it weren't for her grandfather's quick reaction, she would definitely hit the ground with her face.

Wen Qian was so frightened that he didn't dare to hug her for a long time, and practiced hard every day, just in case.

Wen Mo couldn't help but laugh when he thought of the scars on Wen Qian's face at that time. An alchemist who cultivates the spirit, but wants to refine his body, you can imagine how miserable he will be.

"You! That's you! A voice interrupted Wen Mo's memories, causing Wen Mo to frown and turn his head to look over.

The person who spoke was a young woman, looking like a teenager, wearing a peach-pink dress, looking delicate and lovely with a sense of arrogance, the green silk was coiled high, only two short strands of hair fell between the ears, and the blue pendant on the ear swayed as she spoke, reflecting her expression more smart and lovely. His eyes widened, seemingly clear as water, but dark as ink.