The day of the final is April 26, which happens to be Shi Zhiyi's eighteenth birthday.

It has been two full years since I left Yunqi City and went south to stand in the ring of the finals of the Lanchun Conference today. In the past two years, Shi Zhiyi has experienced many dangers, and he has also made a lot of new friends, and his cultivation realm has reached the peak of dawn from the peak of marrow washing, and he has crossed four stages in two years.

But the most important thing for Shi Zhiyi is that he is getting closer and closer to learning the news of his mother, as long as he crosses the threshold of Da Xi Zhiyu, he will perfectly complete his promise to his father, and his father promised to give him a clear explanation of his mother's affairs.

Is my mother really a demon?

How did Dad and Mom meet?

Is my mother alive or dead now?

If so, then why haven't I seen her since I was sensible?

If so, how did she die? Where is her tombstone?

With a series of questions, lingering in Shi Zhiyi's heart, there is only one last step left before the mystery is revealed.

Every time the finals of the Spring Festival Conference, Cuijing Mountain and its surroundings are as lively as the New Year, and even the New Year is not as lively as today. After all, the Chinese New Year is once a year, and the final of the Spring Festival Conference can only be met once in ten years.

The time when the Spring Festival Conference was held was also the season of bright spring and blooming flowers, and many families were helping the old and the young to go out together, one was to join in the fun, and the other was to take this opportunity to come to the beautiful Cuijing Mountain.

There are tens of millions of people in Kyoto City, at least one-tenth, that is, millions of people have come to the vicinity of Mt. Tsuikeong, which was originally verdant mountain, but at this moment, from a distance, it is densely packed with crowded people.

The platforms and mountain roads were crowded with people, and even the branches of trees in a slightly better position were full of people joining in the fun. There are also many vendors who bury candy and snacks, carrying flat shoulders and carrying baskets to intersperse and sell in the crowd, making the already crowded mountain road even more terrifying, and many people who can't even go up the mountain have to find a place at the foot of the mountain, spread oil paper, and listen to the news from the mountain while eating snacks.

Compared with these crowds who join in the excitement and listen to the news, the audience who can enter the Spring Festival is undoubtedly much happier. But the cheapest ticket for the finals of the Spring Festival has also been fried to fifty taels of gold, which is close to two thousand taels when converted into silver.

This money is enough for the expenses of a well-off family for ten years, so those who can afford tickets are basically either rich or expensive. With their vision and realm, they may not be interested in the duel between the two martial artists who are just the Dawn Cold Window realm, but the important thing is that at this time, appearing here is itself a symbol of identity and status.

Holding the Spring Festival Conference is the official act of the Great Jin Dynasty, but for more than 600 years, the number of times that the emperor of the dynasty has visited the finals in person is only a handful. This time, Emperor Jingchang also did not attend, but he didn't know if it was because he was busy with government affairs or because the two guys who advanced to the finals were not happy with him.

Instead of Emperor Jingchang, Yu Zhongqian, who had just ascended to the throne of the prince, was also the first time he appeared in public outside the court after the succession ceremony of the prince. In terms of age, Yu Zhongqian is also just suitable to participate in this Spring Conference, if his identity is still the third prince, then participating in the competition is naturally a sure thing, but now as a prince, his status is noble, and he is no longer suitable to meet others in the ring.

Due to the identity of the prince, Yu Zhongqian can't show his support for a certain party like other audiences, so he can only show his eyes to cheer Shi Zhiyi on.

Shi Zhiyi in the ring nodded at Yu Zhongqian and Yi Ning, and then turned his gaze to Da Xi Zhiyu, an opponent who was about to compete with him.

Da Xi Zhiyu is the eldest son of the current head of the Da Xi family, Da Xi Bo, that is, the third son Da Xi Mengze and the second son Da Xi Xiunan's brother. I don't know if it's a coincidence or fate, Shi Zhiyi actually fought with the three of them one after another, and left an indelible deep memory for the first two.

Unlike Yushu Linfeng's two younger brothers, Da Xi Zhiyu looks mediocre and dresses extremely plainly, belonging to the kind of people who can't be found when thrown into the crowd, and can't tell that this is a direct descendant of a top family.

Da Xi Zhiyu's body does not have that kind of domineering and exposed momentum, if he is not standing in the spring ring at this time, it is easy to be mistaken for an ordinary Kyoto citizen who came to visit the spring.

The competition has not yet begun, but more than 30,000 spectators have already entered the stadium and are sitting in groups, discussing the finals that will start today.

"That's Da Xi Zhiyu, listening to the name, I thought it was a handsome boy!"

"Don't look at his ordinary appearance, but all the previous games were all about solving the opponent within ten breaths, even in the semi-finals, facing Prince Su's grandson is no exception, and the strength is not second in this generation of young people. ”

"At the age of thirty, he has already reached the middle stage of the cold window, at this rate, wouldn't he be able to enter the sainthood before the age of fifty, this cultivation speed is really like a demon!"

"Speaking of cultivation speed, the young city lord of Yunqi City opposite him is not weak, he is only eighteen years old, and he has already broken the middle of the dawn of cultivation, and he is even more genius than Da Xi Zhiyu! If he participates in the next Spring Conference, this laurel must be in his pocket, but this time, he can only be a stepping stone for Da Xi Zhiyu. ”

"There is a magic spell in the recent Spring Conference, as long as someone from Yunqi City comes to participate, it will definitely win the championship, from Shi Shuyuan sixty years ago, to Shi Huaichuan thirty years ago, today we can't rule out the possibility of Shi Zhiyi defeating the strong with the weak......!

"I know the spell you're talking about, but it's coming to an end today. Whether it is Shi Shuyuan or Shi Huaichuan, they were already in their twenties when they won the championship, how old is Shi Zhiyi? One of him and Da Xi Zhiyu is in the middle of the dawn and the other is in the middle of the cold window, the gap between the two is really too big, if you want to win, it is difficult to climb to the sky!"

At this time, a strong and capable middle-aged man walked to the center of the ring, he was Zhang Xuancheng, the deputy commander of the imperial guard, and his current identity was the referee of this final.

"The game is about to start, are you two ready?"

Shi Zhiyi and Da Xi Zhiyu glanced at each other and nodded together.