The martial arts arena has always been a place for the clansmen to learn martial arts and compete in spells.

However, today, the martial arts arena was crowded with people, and it was requisitioned by warlocks gathered from all over the country, and a magic gathering was being held.

In the past morning, these people basically stayed on paper to communicate, even if there was a conflict in the concept of magic, they only said a few words, and if they didn't work, they would shake their faces and break up unhappily.

The previous magic conferences mainly provide a platform for communication.

However, after the three poles of the day, the communication on paper was closed, and after the staff of the magic alliance cleared the field, the melon-eating warlock was driven around the martial arts arena, and in the field, a large open space was vacated to stage a real sword and gun exchange between spells.

The venue is divided into two areas.

On the side of the main field, in the style of warlocks and factions, one or two masters of magic are elected in advance to represent each place.

On the other side, there is a private arena, and in the large area, it is divided into many small fields, leaving it for the warlocks who walk the rivers and lakes on weekdays to compete and compete, and anyone can go on the field and make an appointment with those who are unhappy with them.

However, in order to avoid injury and harmony, if you don't dare to fight, you just need to go up and write the word "suit" to the other party, and stamp the master seal that you usually use when you go south and north, and you can avoid a bloody disaster.

Of course, this is very humiliating in the circle, and it is not good for the value.

At present, there are constantly ruthless people in the two fields taking turns to fight, and the scene is quite hot!

"Master Li won. ”

"Master Li's one-handed finishing touch, it's really good!"

"Take!"

"Humph!"

"Master Li wins, in the next game, Jiangnan Wu Fangtu, against Master Li of Hexi. ”

Wang Jing absentmindedly presided over the battle on this side of the home area.

At this moment, his mind is full of the future of the Wang family.

Tens of thousands of warlocks outside the field, although most of them watched with vigor, cheers and cheers, but such as the virtuous masters, Tongxuan scholars, these real masters, looked very boring and drowsy.

"It's all a rabble. ”

Tongxuan scholar snorted harshly, although he had just lost to Luo Yu in his fighting methods, but at this moment, looking at these Jianghu masters' fighting methods, he felt naïve and ridiculous.

Then, he looked at the old man on the side, and said tentatively: "Virtuous old ghost, my Dao Law has risen greatly in the past twenty years, and you have been dormant in Anling City with me, and you have not left the house, and now I am afraid that you have entered the half-immortal, right?"

"How can it be so easy, there is still a line left, and the decay is never broken. ”

Master Xianming shook his head and smiled bitterly, and the seclusion in Anling was precisely because he had learned the power of the old immortal back then, so he simply washed his hands in a golden basin, thinking about cultivating for twenty or thirty years, catching up with the other party, and keeping his luck for the Wang family.

Later, he found out that this was too wishful thinking.

The road became narrower and narrower, and even walked into a dead end.

"Even you, an old ghost, have been poor all your life, you can't enter the half-immortal, it seems that I have a slim chance, Qimen Dunjia, Xuanmen cultivation, after all, it is a small way, or you have to find the true way of cultivation, in order to seek immortals and seek longevity." ”

The Tongxuan scholar put away a little arrogance, and his eyes became solemn and complicated.

He is now in the middle of the Yuan Infant Period, which is equivalent to a median scattered immortal.

More than ten years ago, the wise old ghost stood in the consummation of the scattered immortals, and spied into the realm of the half-immortals with the posture of a great scattered immortal.

At first glance, it sounds very powerful, and it can almost wrestle with the medicine king once upon a time, but in fact, the gap is quite large.

In the words of the Xianmen and Taoists, among the cultivators, the Xuanmen Heavenly Master is the least valuable, and similarly, among the scattered immortals, it is also the Xuanmen scattered immortals who are the least valuable.

The reason is that they take the side door and shortcut, the Dao base is like a pavilion in the air, there is only a sub-empty shelf, and there is a lack of solid Dao fruit, and even a "law phase" that is quite important for seeking immortals cannot be cultivated.

Even so, the Xuanmen cultivators, cultivating to the point of scattering immortals, feel that they are already at the limit.

If you want to cross the catastrophe, you can't even touch the edge.

Desperate!

"It's easier said than done!"

The virtuous master sighed, "I wait for this qualification, the immortal sect outside the world can't look down on it at all, and the Taoists in the world, although they have the method of cultivating the truth, but they cherish themselves, how can they easily teach each other?"

Tongxuan scholar nodded approvingly, and then smiled playfully: "You wise old ghost, even if you don't enter the half-immortal, you must be a few levels better than me, just now I didn't defeat that person, you don't want to have a fight with him, maybe you can prove that you have a reason, and you will break through directly!"

Master Xianming scolded with a smile: "You black-hearted sour Confucian scholar, don't want to excite me, the old man has no grievances with others, and he has asked others, how dare you make a mistake?"

Having said that, the old man's eyes still couldn't help but flash a trace of essence.

Tongxuan scholar opened the iron fan and sneered. This old guy must have moved, but he only begged others, so he didn't follow him, otherwise, if he really started, even if that person was strong, he might not be able to win this hidden old thing......

"Director Sui, you will preside. ”

On the other hand, Wang Jing was really boring to host, so he found someone to replace him and took the opportunity to withdraw.

Wang Jing came to the backyard area, and a middle-aged man and a graceful man shadow with a light veil covering his face walked over.

"Dad. ”

"Big brother. ”

It was Wang Sanye and Wang Zhaoqin.

"Big brother, what does Master Xianming say, is he willing to come forward for the Wang family and negotiate with Luo Xianyu to let my Wang family welcome back the goddess as soon as possible?"

As soon as Wang Sanye came over, he was extremely concerned.

The result of the battle between Luo Xianyu and the Medicine King hit the top of the Wang family quite hard.

Originally, the Wang family wanted to watch the fire from the other side, and waited for the Medicine King to kill Luo Xianyu, and then went to pick up Miss Xiangxue, but it backfired, and now Luo Xianyu is powerful in the world, and even the Wang family is helpless.

"I'll talk about that later. Wang Jing said solemnly: "Master Xianming has found a peerless master for my Wang family, most of this person has the ability to keep the luck of the Wang family, and even entangle the terrible old immortal back then, and eradicate it in one fell swoop!"

"Really?" Wang Sanye was excited.

"Where are the people?" Wang Zhaoqin's eyes were also shining, she and her brother Wang Bailun were not in the climate, and they couldn't help the Wang family survive this catastrophe, and the virtuous master seemed to be powerless.

"Someone will show up later. Wang Jing looked at his daughter who had been praised as a goddess by the family since she was a child, took a deep breath, and said helplessly: "However, you may need to make a little sacrifice......

"What sacrifice?" Wang Zhaoqin was furious by her father's eyes.

"Yes, big brother, what do you want Zhaoqin to do?" Wang Sanye also had an ominous premonition.

"Ahem...... It's just that I will recruit this person as my son-in-law, Zhaoqin, you and him will be married. ”

Wang Jing laughed dryly, a capable man who is more advanced than a virtuous master, fame and fortune, rich and rich, it is definitely useless, except for obediently offering his daughter, he can't think of a better way.

"This is the good way you came up with?" Wang Zhaoqin's beautiful eyes widened, and she snorted angrily: "I won't do it!"

In fact, she wanted to tell her father that she already had someone in her heart.

But with her status in the Wang family, she was afraid that if she said this, her father and third uncle would be angry on the spot. Free love between young men and women has always been a luxury for her Wang Zhaoqin.

"Yes, big brother, Zhaoqin is the goddess of our family, can the Wang family rise in the future, and counterattack the royal family, you have to rely on her, you make your own assertions, how can the sect elder be willing to give up?"

Wang Sanye also lost his temper.

"If this person is a mortal, of course the old guys will not agree, but this humane law must be above the virtuous master, recruit him as the son-in-law of the Wang family, I believe the old guys will only be happy!"

Wang Jing looked confident, "By the way, Zhaoqin, don't worry, this person is by no means a bad old man, he is not only young and handsome, rich and handsome, but also has a temperament that is rare in his father's life, and in all aspects, he even overshadows Luo Guying, the son of the Luo clan." ”

In order to make his daughter accept, he, the head of the family and father, also became a marriage salesman, blowing the sky. However, what is said is the truth.

Wang Zhaoqin rolled her eyes, like the man her father described, she had only seen one man in her life......

Wang Jing's mouth was dry, but at this moment, he suddenly found that the Luo tribe's brigade was coming to the martial arts field, and immediately took his daughter's hand, pointed to which side, and danced with his eyebrows: "Qin'er, look, people are coming!"

Wang Zhaoqin was angry, looked up with great resistance, and was about to reduce this man who was useless, so that his father would die, but he was directly stunned at the moment when his beautiful eyes found that cold figure.

Then, his pretty face under the veil flushed, like a chicken pecking rice, and nodded a little shyly.

"If it's him...... I do. ”