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With Luo Weizhen's impassioned speech, the main conference of the Daonan League officially kicked off.

The conference lasted for three days, and the main purpose was not to elect the leader of the alliance, but to explore the strength and details of each Taoist sect.

Of course, the leader of the alliance will still be elected, and according to the agreement, those who can get it.

Zhu Ping hid Zhang Fan's identity very well, and so far, he has not revealed his true identity.

In the end, more than 120 people participated in the election for the leadership of the alliance.

In other words, more than 120 people, all of whom passed the test.

Of course, it is impossible for so many monks to participate in the alliance leader election together, and most of them need to be eliminated.

So, Maoshan made a very interesting appraisal conference.

After drinking the laba porridge specially prepared by Maoshan, Luo Weizhen stood up and informed the specific content of this evaluation conference.

"The position of the leader of the alliance can be obtained by those who can do it. ”

"In my Maoshan Mountain, there are nine peaks, ten valleys, and twenty-six caves. In these caves and blessed lands, the eight gossip flags placed by the five of us. ”

"Among the one hundred and twenty-eight of you, in the end, only the eight who have obtained the Bagua Banner can participate in the alliance leader election. ”

When Luo Wei Zhenren said the content of the assessment, some people were already eager to try.

"Then let's not talk much, everyone, the eight immortals have their own magical powers across the sea, and only by showing their true skills can they be eligible for this gossip flag. The time is before eight o'clock tonight, and those who return here with the gossip flag will be able to pass this qualification assessment, everyone, go!"

As soon as Luo Wei's real voice fell, all the more than 120 people who passed the test dispersed in an instant.

Zhang Fan and the monk stood very calmly.

"The alliance leader conference was made to look like a disciple selection, this Maoshan is really interesting. Zhang Fan said with a smile.

Then he turned around and looked at Shi Buyi, Shi Su and Fang Hao, who were the audience.

"Then we'll see you at eight o'clock in the evening. ”

After Zhang Fan finished speaking, he left the statue of Lao Tzu with the monk unhurriedly.

Of the one hundred and twenty-eight Dao realm masters, only eight of them were able to truly participate in the alliance leader election. Obviously, this is a fierce battle of elimination.

Of course, this gossip flag is certainly not so easy to obtain. The heads of the five major factions personally arranged it, and obviously made a lot of traps inside.

It's only eight o'clock in the morning and ends at eight o'clock in the evening. For a full twelve hours, it was clear that there were countless changes in it.

"Sir, what shall we do now?"

The competition has begun, and the monk belongs to the kind of person who is brave and not willing to lag behind. He was worried that he would be late and the gossip flags would be snatched away.

Zhang Fan looked at him with an anxious look on his face and said, "Let's go our separate ways! Find the gossip flag, and go back to the statue of Lao Tzu by yourself." ”

"Understood!" replied the monk.

"Wait a minute. Zhang Fan stopped the monk who was about to leave.

I saw him force a drop of blood from between his fingers, and then nodded it on the monk's forehead.

Immediately, he recited the incantation, dripping blood into a talisman, and a strange spell appeared on the monk's face.

"This is a Pure God Talisman that purifies and dispels most of the Dao traps, allowing you to come and go freely. ”

The monk didn't know why Zhang Fan drew this talisman for him, but since it was painted by Mr., he should be grateful.

"Thank you, sir. ”

"Well, go ahead!"

After Zhang Fan finished speaking, he let the monk leave alone, and he himself fought alone, walking in the nine peaks, ten valleys and twenty-six caves of Maoshan Mountain.

Unlike other people looking around for gossip flags, Zhang Fan was completely wandering around in Maoshan Mountain. Leisurely and enjoyable, as if you are not here to participate in some selection meeting, but to travel.

After walking for a while, Zhang Fan suddenly stopped. Vaguely, he felt a familiar aura.

Then, he searched for this breath and began to move purposefully. Eventually, he came to the entrance of a cave called Huayang Cave.

Obviously, this Huayang Cave belongs to one of the twenty-six caves of Maoshan Mountain.

This is a natural karst cave, above the cave wall, there is a handwritten inscription left by Su Dongpo back then.

"Dongpo layman, who can also be regarded as my Daonan family, asked reverently in his later years, alchemy and nourishing the heart. This place seems to be one of his former monastic caves. ”

Zhang Fan just guessed that the reason why he came to this Huayang Cave was not because this was a place where Su Dongpo had been, but because there was an aura that made him feel familiar.

When he walked to the entrance of Huayang Cave, he suddenly felt a biting chill coming in.

Zhang Fan flicked his fingers and lit the fire, and one after another real fire flew towards his body, and in the darkness, eight rune papers were ignited in an instant.

Those eight pieces of rune paper were obviously the Dao traps set up by Luo Wei Zhenren and them in this Huayang Cave, but they were cracked by Zhang Fan so lightly.

"Bagua Xuanbing Formation, a good formation. Zhang Fan only praised it slightly.

Of course, this is just for Zhang Fan, it is a breeze.

If it were someone else, it would probably be stiff by now. If you don't leave this cave within ten minutes, you will die in this cave because your body temperature drops, your whole body will freeze.

Therefore, it is not that this trap is too weak, but that Zhang Fan is too strong.

Powerful enough to ignore these Dao traps. In the whole Maoshan Mountain, he can come and go freely.

After easily cracking the Dao trap of Huayang Cave, the temperature in the cave was no longer as cold as before. Zhang Fan also swaggered in.

Not long after, he saw a gossip flag on a stalactite platform.

Obviously, there are eight gossip flags, and Zhang Fan has easily obtained one of them.

But after Zhang Fan saw this gossip flag, he just flicked a drop of blood towards the gossip flag and set a trap. And it was not taken out.

Then he headed towards the depths of Huayang Cave, and it was obvious that this gossip flag was not his goal.

For Zhang Fanlai, getting the gossip flag is just a breeze.

But his purpose is obviously not only in this gossip flag.

After Zhang Fan set up a Dao trap for the Bagua Banner, he continued to move forward.

He could feel that in the depths of Huayang Cave, something must be calling to him.

After walking nearly 200 meters, the passage came to an abrupt end. In front of me is a huge stone wall, on which are carved many blurred handwriting left by ancient literati and artists.

Zhang Fan stretched out his hand and placed it on the stone wall, and an invisible aura covered the entire cave. Then his eyes lit up.

"Inside the stone wall, there is no cave. ”

Zhang Fan's domain field could sense that within this seemingly natural stone wall, there was a deeper karst cave.

This stone wall is naturally not a natural stone wall, but an ancient stone gate. For mobile phone users, please browse M. Reading for a better reading experience.