"Made, how can you not have the breath of my "Nine Character Mantra"?" Hua Xinzi rushed down from Maoshan all the way. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Not long after he left Maoshan, he lost the breath that left its mark on that book!

"How is that possible?" Hua Xinzi pinched his fingers, and his face kept changing. No matter how he calculated, he just couldn't figure out the location of his book. Could it be that it wasn't that loose cultivator who stole my book, but was taken by Ye Dayang's disciples?! Hua Xinzi frowned and said to herself.

"Hey, what's that smell?" Hua Xinzi stopped, and suddenly noticed that there was a smell left behind by his clothes. He was suddenly overjoyed, maybe with this breath, he could find the guy who stole his "Nine-Character Mantra".

"Smell this smell and see if you can find the source of this smell!" As a cultivator, although his nose is more sensitive than that of a dog, he is still a little worse than the Ghost King! So Hua Xinzi let the three ghost kings around him smell it, and then let the ghost kings lead the way and follow behind.

"Wow, you two are still alive?" Back at the hotel, Wang Yuanfang just pushed open the door and saw Qibao and Spitter sitting on the bed, their faces dead gray!

"Wang, are you still alive?" When Spitter saw Wang Yuanfang, his godless eyes lit up, and he shouted excitedly.

"Fellow Daoist, it's not easy for you to escape from the clutches of that old nun who is silent!" Shippo was also very excited.

Just now, the two of them thought that Wang Yuanfang was dead, and they were chased and killed by a half-step Heavenly Master cultivator, which was indeed more auspicious, and seeing Wang Yuanfang come back, this made the two of them overjoyed and extremely excited.

"Of course I'm fine, that old nun was fooled by me......" Wang Yuanfang casually made up a story, blowing up his experience of escaping. He was not good at telling the truth, and he didn't dare to tell Spitter and Qibao about the book he had snatched from Hua Xinzi. Because, it is inevitable that these two people will not have different hearts.

"It's a pity, I won't be able to enter Maoshan again tomorrow!" Qibao sighed and said faintly: "This time it's a big loss, I can't peek at the nun taking a bath, but I have become a rat crossing the street!"

When he fled, Qibao had already been clearly seen by the group of nuns chasing him, and if he dared to appear at the Maoshan Spell Realm Conference again tomorrow, Maoshan's disciples would definitely not let him go!

"Well, so am I!" Qibao was sighing, and Spitter was also sighing, and he said very sadly: "I really want to see the appearance of your Huaxia spells, but tonight I have been seen by that Maoshan disciple, if I enter Maoshan Mountain, they will definitely recognize me!"

When the time comes, let alone that he is a crooked nut, even if God comes, it is estimated that he will be beaten by the Maoshan disciples.

"Hahaha!" Hearing Qibao and Spitter pouring bitter water, Wang Yuanfang laughed and said, "I can enter Maoshan because they don't know who I am!" Wang Yuanfang was very glad that he put a plastic bag on his head before entering Maoshan Mountain!

"......" Spitter and Qibao looked at each other helplessly and smiled, scolding Wang Yuanfang in their hearts. At this time, in the town at the foot of Maoshan Mountain, Hua Xinzi followed the three ghost kings to the source of the smell!

"I'm your ancestor's!" Hua Xinzi was trembling with anger, and he couldn't care about his image anymore and scolded. Looking at the fried chicken restaurant in front of me, there is also that familiar smell. Hua Xinzi's nose was crooked, and he scolded Wang Yuanfang in his heart, can you wash your hands after eating? !

Maoshan, last night's noise doesn't seem to have left a trace here. When the sun rises, everything is business as usual. This is the second day of the Spell World Conference, and Maoshan is still bustling.

"Fellow Daoists, after the discussion of several major sects in the spell world, we will no longer hold a spell competition this year......" At the beginning of the second day of the conference, the head of Maoshan announced a news on behalf of the Standing Council of the Spell World!

"What?"

"Why......"

"How did I cancel ......?"

Before Ye Dayang finished speaking, he was interrupted by the noisy crowd in the audience. Angry, puzzled, and questioning, all kinds of voices came into Ye Dayang's ears.

And the people who made this voice were basically the children of famous and decent families, and they had no idea about the cancellation of the spell competition before, and they didn't hear any rumors at all. The sudden news confused them all!

Just kidding, aren't those famous and decent kids coming here to participate in the spell world conference just to participate in the spell competition?! Isn't it just to show off your skills in front of everyone, win a place and get the guidance of the elders of the spell world?!

"Alright, quiet!" Ye Dayang looked at the noisy crowd in the audience with a tiger face, and said angrily: "Shut up for me, there is still news to announce!"

"After the research and decision of the Standing Council of the Spell Circle, we report a spell competition this year!" Ye Dayang looked at the crowd that had quieted down, and said slowly: "This competition can only be participated by casual cultivators, and the cultivation must not exceed the realm of the Dao Chief, let alone the cultivation of the half-step Path Leader!" The top ten will be accepted as inner disciples by any of the seven major sects in the magic world......"

"I'm going to be a ...... for you" Wang Yuanfang listened attentively to Ye Dayang's speech, but Qibao beside Wang Yuanfang couldn't help but burst into foul language! Because he has a half-step Venerable cultivation, he can't participate in the Spell Realm Competition!

Qibao still came in, although he had been seen clearly last night, but after Wang Yuanfang dressed him up, now he has completely lost the appearance of yesterday.

"Shippo, why are some people so excited and others so angry?" Wang Yuanfang asked as he poked Qibao beside him with his fingers.

"Can you not be angry?" Qibao said coldly: "The cancellation of the spell competition has already made the famous and decent children fry the pot, and now the spell competition can only be participated by loose cultivators, and their hearts are out of balance!" If it weren't Ye Dayang on the stage, those famous and decent children would definitely turn the sky upside down! ”

"But why are those loose cultivators so angry?" Wang Yuanfang pointed to a few disgruntled cultivators, glanced at Qibao and said, "It's almost the same as your expression!"

"Humph!" Qibao said coldly: "It's not because you can't participate in the spell competition!"

"Is this spell contest and spell contest that important?" Wang Yuanfang looked at the people in front of him with a confused expression and said to himself: "Is it worth making a fuss like this?" No, even Ye Dayang was annoyed by the noisy people in the audience and walked off the stage! ”

"It's not because of spell competitions and spell competitions, it's because of the results and the rewards that can be obtained!" Qibao said faintly: "It is to get the magic guidance of the elders of the Seven Great Sects and accept him as an inner disciple!"