Jiang Rui was also stunned, why did she only think about letting Zhao Yan survive at that time? Why?

She looked at Zhao Yan blankly, this guy who used to smile badly every day and had a red thread wrapped around his hand, a guy who looked down on her every day, now in her eyes, she was in a daze.

She looked at Zhao Yan blankly, and suddenly, as if she understood, why?

Because she wants him to live, she wants him to be with her, because she loves him!

But when he opened his mouth, he laughed, "Because you were the closest to me at that time!"

Zhao Yan listened to her and didn't bother to pay attention to her.

Jiang Rui followed Zhao Yan shamelessly.

It is by no means easy to rebuild the Immortal Cultivation Wooden Gate, and I don't know when it will succeed?

"Master, I've heard that the Immortal Cultivation Conference is two days away, so let's go to the hundred schools that make the chickens and dogs restless and regain the position of the wooden door!"

"Is your cultivation okay?"

"Don't worry, I can get the true inheritance of the four masters. ”

Jiang Rui followed behind Zhao Yan's buttocks, chattering, wanting to alleviate the escape at that time, and the debt to the wooden door, as well as the different feelings for Zhao Yan, all of which were diluted.

A few days later, the five-year Immortal Cultivation Conference began.

Hundreds of schools of thought withered, and those who served as the Immortal Cultivation Conference were all people with mediocre qualifications, but they boasted of being Jindan.

And the first person to stand up and speak was the new head of the Lu family in Hengshui that day, Lu Muran.

"Hello everyone, thank you for coming to Hengshui today to participate in the five-year immortal cultivation conference. Lu Muran was not erotic in the boudoir, and he looked cowardly.

"After three months ago, the hundred schools killed Qingqiu, and the remnants of the wood seven and seventy-one columns, the vitality of the hundred families was greatly damaged, and all the wastes were prosperous. And this five-year immortal cultivation conference is a grand event.

Through this immortal cultivation conference, we have a good time to celebrate, and at the same time renegotiate the position of the hundred schools of thought and the hundred heads. In the future, under the leadership of the new leader, we will definitely go better and better, and go further and further!"

Lu Muran said those words in a dignified manner.

Standing at the bottom of the disguised Zhao Yan and Jiang Rui, independent of the new sect and standing at the bottom.

"The hundred formations broken by the demon girl Mu Qiqi before are no longer the formations we implement, and we don't have to break the formations she left behind in order to inherit the new head. The new rules, the competition in the ring, the draw of lots to determine the order of appearance, the competition for three days, and finally the saint is the head of the hundred schools!"

"Okay, good, good!" This group of mediocre people thought about beating themselves up, obviously the ancient formation left by the ancestors, judging their cultivation to be high or low, but because they couldn't break through, they directly gave up. When will this human immortal cultivation path be completed!

"Master, I'll be on it in a moment!" Jiang Rui said, holding his Frost Killing Sword.

"Don't worry! ”

"Yes. ”

Then I saw those hundreds of schools attending one by one.

"The Hengshui Lu family fought against the Mao Meng Yuan family. ”

"The Chen family of Qinling fought against the Gu family of Youzhen. ”

"The Northern Xuansun family fought against Jinnan Zhaomen. ”

"The seven families of Jiyuan fought against Hechuan Jiangfu. ”

......

Report them one by one. The people of the two factions flew over to the ring and began to compete.

Hearing the results of the lottery, they took the names of the seven families and came to participate in the Immortal Cultivation Conference.

"You want to deal with your own family, is it okay?" Zhao Yan asked.

Jiang Rui looked at the Jiang family sitting on the seat opposite. Those people are no longer her family. "They had nothing to do with me back when I went up to the wooden door. ”

Zhao Yan glanced at it, he was really a tough guy.

Sure enough, these monks left behind are all mediocre people, and some don't even know basic spells, this is obviously an immortal cultivation conference, and it feels like a martial arts competition.

It's a fist and foot competition.