Chapter 611: It Begins

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"Xiaoyu, are there any restrictions when you compete?" Xu Ziyan asked softly.

"Nope." Ximen Yu shook his head and said, "The two sides of the competition can use all means. ”

Xu Ziyan nodded and said lightly: "In this way, let's let a few young people go up and experience it." I, Xu Shu and Xiaobai, the three of us went up to fight. ”

Ximen Yu didn't hesitate at all when he heard this, Xiaobai's cultivation couldn't be seen through by him, just like an ordinary mortal. Xu Shu's cultivation was also incomprehensible to him, but Xu Ziyan said that she could do it, so he didn't have the slightest doubt. Xu Ziyan is in Ximenyu's heart, who is that? That's a god-like man. To a certain extent, Ximen Yu's worship of Xu Ziyan has surpassed that of his father Ximen Guyan.

Come to think of it, Xu Ziyan is not a monk of the Divine Machine Sect, and he can actually crack the Transformation Technique of the Divine Machine Sect. And it can be refined out of the Sanyuan Dan. Sometimes, Ximen Yu really wondered if Xu Ziyan's true cultivation was the tenth layer of the Dan Period?

Ximenjie's eyes swept back and forth at Xu Ziyan, Xu Shu and Xiaobai a few times, and finally couldn't help but laugh:

"Haha······ eighth. Brother really pity you, the monks who can be sent out under his hands are all so good. Well, eighth, do you have a grudge against Xu Ziyan and the others? Didn't you send them to their deaths? ”

Ximen Yu's face suddenly turned pale, and he said coldly: "Second brother, the person on my side has already been chosen." And there is no replacement manpower, you can do it, be cool, don't mother-in-law. ”

Ximenjie's face changed, and he sneered and said, "Old eight, don't say it, it's really not easy for me to find a monk who is one order higher than them." There's no way, the monks under the second brother's cultivation are very high, and it's really hard to find a level of garbage like this. ”

Ximenyu's expression froze, Xiaobai raised his head from the binge, and the murderous intent flashed in his eyes when he looked at Ximenjie. Xu Shu looked at Ximenjie quietly, like a lurking poisonous snake staring at its prey.

Only Xu Ziyan was still faint, and his expression did not change in the slightest.

All of this naturally fell into Ximenjie's eyes, frowning slightly and quietly, feeling that the three people on the other side didn't seem to be very easy to deal with. Beckoning, a guard ran over, Ximenjie whispered a few words, and the guard quickly left.

After a quarter of an hour, I saw more than two dozen monks walking towards this table from a distance. When he walked to him, he neatly said to Simon Jieshili:

"Meet the second son."

Xu Ziyan swept his eyes and saw clearly that these people in front of him were all monks who were above the eighth rank of the Dan period. And from the temperament of the other party, it can be seen at a glance that they are all characters who have experienced countless battles, and they are definitely not comparable to those monks who only know the cultivation of the Dao and have no experience in fighting. Most importantly, they are all young and have unlimited potential and future.

Moreover, it can be seen from the names of these people for Ximenjie that they should be Ximenjie's core subordinates, maybe they are the henchmen that Ximenjie has cultivated with great effort. Because they called Ximenjie the second son, instead of calling Ximenjie the lord like the Xu clansmen who served as waiters and maids in the Eternal Life Pavilion. This is the difference between subordinates and minions, that is, Ximenjie only treats the Xu family as subordinates, not subordinates.

"Second brother, it's really a big deal, even the secret camp that you have always been precious and trained by yourself has been pulled out." Ximen Yu said sarcastically, but there was nervousness in the depths of his eyes.

Dark Camp can be said to be a trump card for Ximenjie's future. The monks in the camp are all young monks with good qualifications selected by Ximenjie from many followers, and he has spent great efforts to train them and establish an organization. In Ximenjie's words, there is no need for the Dark Camp to contribute to him now, but when the monks of the Dark Camp grow up, they will be surprised by the entire Heavenly Desire City and even the entire Vast Continent.

Ximenjie said to Ximenyu: "Old eight, no matter what you do, I think it's better to be cautious." I don't like to do things I can't control. Old eight, I think you were not cautious enough at the beginning, so you were hugged and exploded in Heavenly Desire City, and you ended up like this. So, there's nothing wrong with being careful, eighth! ”

Ximenjie put on a serious look, and inadvertently uncovered Ximenyu's scar, making Ximenyu's eyes turn red all of a sudden. However, when he saw Xu Ziyan's still faint expression, he didn't know what Lu Dao was doing, and his heart calmed down. I thought to myself:

"I have Sister Ziyan, and my sister will help me."

Seeing that Ximenyu gritted his teeth and was speechless, Ximenyu was so angry that he couldn't speak, and proudly swept his gaze to Xu Ziyan, Xu Shu and Xiaobai again. Xu Ziyan and Xu Shu's cultivation was obvious to him at a glance. But Xiaobai's cultivation was a fog, and he sat there like a child who had never cultivated. However, he can't open his mouth to ask, because that would mean that your own eyesight is not good. frowned slightly, turned his head to look at Ximen Yugan, smiled twice and said:

"Eighth child, for the sake of fairness, I took out a snapshot of the real mirror. Every monk who participates in the battle of life and death must be looked at in the real mirror, so that the person who is a brother wins by luck, and you will not say that the person who is a brother hides his cultivation. Ha Lu Ha ······"

Ximenyu pursed his lips and said in his heart, it's not that you are not at ease, I am afraid that my sister will hide her cultivation and trap you! However, he also suspected that Xu Ziyan had hidden his cultivation, and he also wanted to know Xu Ziyan's true cultivation, so naturally he would not object. Besides, Ximenjie has already mentioned it, even if he wants to oppose it, it is impossible. So, he showed an indifferent expression and nodded lightly.

The mirror is a treasure with only one function, which is to be able to illuminate whether the monk is hiding his cultivation. It is said that whether it is the use of exercises to conceal cultivation, or the use of breath charms to conceal cultivation, it will be reflected in the mirror. However, Xu Ziyan really doubted in his heart that if he used the Breath Gathering Talisman Treasure, would the mirror be able to reflect his true cultivation.

"I didn't expect that there would be such a treasure in the immortal cultivation world, wait until I go back, ask Ximen Yu if he has a real mirror, and try to see if he can shine out the hidden cultivation of the Breath Gathering Talisman Treasure."

Xu Ziyan was thinking about his mind here, and as soon as Ximenjie turned his hand, there was an extra mirror in his hand, and he first looked at Xu Ziyan, it was indeed the peak cultivation of the late tenth layer of the Yudan period, Ximenjie immediately moved the mirror away, and looked towards Xu Shu again. Seeing that Xu Shu was also the same cultivation as the cultivation she revealed, it was the cultivation of the seventh layer of the Dan period. He is no longer entangled, in fact, what he wants to take the most in his heart is Xiaobai, and taking Xu Ziyan and Xu Shu first is just going through the motions.

However, after shining in the mirror to Xiaobai, Ximenjie's brows furrowed deeply, because in the mirror, Xiaobai's cultivation was still as chaotic as her appearance showed. If a mortal who has not cultivated is ordinary.

"Hmph, since I can't see it, I'll use a monk from the Great Perfection of the Dan Stage to go up. What do you think then? ”

Ximenjie made a decision in his heart, and his face returned to smiling, looking at Ximenyu and saying:

"Eighth child, I don't know who you arrange to play first."

Before the words fell, Xiaobai threw the remaining bone on the table. Just now, Ximenjie took out the mirror, and Xiaobai's heart knew that the other party did this because he couldn't see through his cultivation. I couldn't help but sneer in my heart:

"A broken mirror wants to reflect my cultivation, if you reflect my cultivation like this, then am I still the bloodline of the divine beast? Do you know that Lu Dao, the Green Dragon, the White Tiger, the Vermilion Bird and the Xuanwu are just the Quartet Divine Beasts, and my Kunpeng is a more noble Divine Beast than them, Kunpeng! ”

Therefore, Xiaobai is very unaccustomed to Ximenjie. Seeing Ximenjie asking, he threw down the bone he had just gnawed in his hand, raised his little face and said coldly:

"I'll do the first one."

"Oh?" Ximenjie turned his head to look at Xiaobai, and said with a gloomy smile: "So I will send one of my subordinates to play with the little girl." ”

After the words fell, he turned his head and shouted towards his dark camp: "Dark Sun, this scene is up to you." ”

A tall and sunny young man walked out of the twenty or so monks of the Yudan period, and bowed deeply to Ximenjie:

"Yes, I will obey the orders of the second son."

Ximenjie is also bright, and when he looks at the dark sun in the mirror, it appears in the mirror that the dark sun is the cultivation of the great consummation of the Dan period.

When Ximen Yu saw it, his eyebrows jumped, and he just wanted to speak, but he saw that Xiaobai had jumped off the chair, and said impatiently as he walked towards the ring in the middle of the garden:

"If you want to fight, hurry up, I'll come back to eat after the fight."

Ximen Yu glanced at Xu Ziyan, and when he saw Xu Ziyan's indifferent expression, he relaxed slightly. Everyone got up from their chairs and walked towards the ring in the center. At this time, there were two early Yuan Infant monks fighting in the ring in the center, and it was nearing the end. In the end, because the cultivation of the two monks was similar, although one of the Yuanying monks won, it was also a miserable victory, and there was no strength left to kill the other party. Both sides reluctantly withdrew from the ring, and the victorious side naturally had staff members offer rewards.

At this time, Ximenjie had already arranged it, and a monk in the early stage of the Yuan Infant stepped into the ring and shouted loudly:

"The next contest is suspended."

The onlookers were stunned, and the early Yuan Infant monk standing in the center of the ring shouted excitedly:

"Now there are three bets between the owners of this garden, Ximen Jie's second son and Ximen Yu's eighth son. If the eighth prince loses, he will give his mansion in Heavenly Desire City to the second prince. If the second prince loses, all the 791 monks of the Xu family in this garden will be given to the eighth prince. "To be continued.