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Yang Ze stood in the crowd of people participating in the Putian Courtyard Competition, and next to him was Xuanyuan Cod, who was incarnated as Gillian. The two of them originally dressed as Qiao to enter Guanglu Temple, and their clothes were extremely ordinary and simple, and even some of them were cold to match their identities.

However, at this moment, Yang Ze is wearing a brand new set of cotton clothes, which is a piece of clothing that Lin Weichu brought to Sheng Tang and has not yet worn once, although it is slightly narrower on Yang Ze's body, but with his ordinary face of Liu Fu, it looks a little energetic. And Xuanyuan Cod Tian changed into a new dress of a female bookkeeper named Liugu in Guanglu Temple. This female writer is also a scholarly family of Daye, and her middle-aged figure has gradually plumped, but she still turns out a set of young dresses. Changed to Gillian's body, the clothes were slightly larger, but immediately this freckled girl suddenly had a lot of femininity.

The people of Guanglu Temple didn't know what happened to Liu Fu and Gillian, and they thought that in the past few years when the two returned to Daye, they might have had some circumstances, and even their strength was infinite. Even more powerful than those military attachés. In this case, they are certainly suitable to represent Guanglu Temple in the big competition.

People don't wonder why they are still as honest and responsible as they used to be. They were just inexplicably excited, so much so that in the past few days, everyone has worked hard to contribute money, make preparations, and dress up the two of them in their own way. I hope they can represent Guanglu Temple and represent Daye. In the harsh experience of Futenyuan, at least it can last a little longer. In this way, when facing other arrogant embassies on the same street in the future, the people of Guanglu Temple, who were originally not taken into account by others, can hold their heads high.

Seeing the men, women, and children of Guanglu Temple who were surrounded by the crowd on the periphery waving vigorously with eager hope, Gillian nodded at them. So they roared even harder. In the eyes of the Tang Dynasty people next to him, there was a look of looking at a group of rural people.

Lin Weichu, who was Yin Cheng, was bowing his head and talking to the old civil official, but in fact, he didn't care about Liu Fu and Gillian in the field at all. This is a great event in the cultivation world of the Tang Dynasty. But for Daye, this is not the most important thing at the moment.

It's just that "Liu Fu's" expression is uncertain, and when everyone is looking at the high peak of Liewang Mountain with great expectation, he is absent-mindedly staring at a stand in the distance. The grandstand is covered by a saman in the veil that the wind lifts from time to time, revealing the slender figure from time to time.

So his gaze was slightly glazed, and his feet involuntarily took a step forward, but under a certain boundary, he finally stopped. He thought about just walking out, cutting through the crowd and standing in front of Naman. But he can't do that, reality simply can't allow it. Because at this moment, he has more important things to do.

What's more, what could he do and say when he stood in front of her? It had been a long time since he had seen her or the weather was fine today, should the tone be inquiring or questioning? Or when he received some kind of affirmative answer, he turned his head away? Thinking about it, an inexplicable emotion of annoyance just crushed his chest.

Behind him, a cultivator who moved his muscles and bones, seeing the stupid appearance of his face, couldn't help but sneer, and his heart sighed, "Such a stupid guy is also worthy of participating in the academy competition?"

And in the ranks of these cultivators, Yang Ze also saw many familiar faces.

Han Xue, Chu Wei, and Tao Ziyi of the Yancang Cultivation Institute. It's just that I don't see the boy from Parson. However, Parson is the weakest of the four. It is probably reasonable that he was not selected. And Chu Wei is the physical cultivation of the Tianxuan Seven Grades, and when he really fights, his strength is comparable to that of the sect guard who has cultivated the [Martial Saint Battle Body]. Tao Ziyi is also the spirit rune master of the seven grades of Tianxuan, and both of them are vaguely moving towards the six grades of Tianxuan. The strength is not weak. ...,

At this time, Han Xue was dressed in a strong suit, with short neck-length hair coiled into a small bun on her head, and her exposed neck and body curves were extremely straight. It's just that between the eyebrows, there seems to be something on the mind, which adds a touch of gloom to that pretty face.

Despite this, this sassy and heroic posture still attracted the attention of many people. Even some cultivators can't help but secretly admire. Some people were on guard, because Han Xue was also one of the powerful cultivators who might reach the top. It's a very strong opponent for some.

For example, he is now also dressed as a samurai in a samurai costume. The county lord is the county lord, even in the Putian Courtyard Competition, there are also several cultivators around her, and these cultivators are probably inserted in, and they must assist her in climbing the stepping stones. Although she and Han Xue are incompatible, it is likely that the Star Picking Tower incident hit her hard, so the usual commanding attitude did not appear on her this time. On the contrary, she was very silent, and when she saw Han Xue, she didn't have the usual collision, but just turned her head coldly. The two should not be able to see each other. Between her brows, there is still a haze that has not dissipated from the incident not long ago.

In addition, there are also Qi Jie's Qi Valve, Qi Xuanxuan's two brothers and sisters, and Song Jing, the seventh son of Song Valve, who is also among the cultivators.

They couldn't arouse Yang Ze's interest, but what surprised him the most was that he was in the Star Picking Tower at that time, next to them, and the young man who had greeted him and Zong Shou cordially was also in the crowd.

On the list, this young man's name is Xia Yu, and he is a cultivator recommended by the embassy of Canaan.

The Kingdom of Canaan was a small vassal state in the westernmost part of the Tang Dynasty, and the land was not large. There is a small cultivation sect that is not well-known in the mainland, and this Xia Yu is the crown prince of Canaan. Everything is so natural and logical, but probably Yang Ze and Xuanyuan Cod Tian themselves are now due to their own origins and identities, which also makes Yang Ze have some doubts about this Xia Yu, he feels that he is very wrong, but he can't tell why he is wrong, no matter how he dresses or his words and deeds in place, they are very consistent with his identity and origin. But when Yang Ze was still looking at him, he frowned, this was purely a gut feeling,

Yang Ze's intuition has always been very sensitive, not because he is suspicious by nature, but because the spiritual veins in his body can provide him with more keen insight than ordinary people. So his instincts were effective and helped him out of danger many times. It wasn't the Canaanite prince who caught his intuitive attention.

There are two more. It made him instinctively feel a danger.

The cultivators present were all selected by the Tang Empire, and they were not necessarily the strongest cultivators in the Tang Empire, but some of them were very likely to become the future figures of the Tang Dynasty. So it's normal for these people to be able to make him feel threatened. But the danger is different. This sense of crisis that made his consciousness feel like a pinprick came from the two people in the crowd.

One looked like a thin scholar. The eyes narrowed to only two thin lines. At this time, he was listening to the chatter of several cultivators next to him before the courtyard was coming, and it seemed that he had been excluded from those circles, and no one cared about him at all. But he sometimes raised his eyes to look at the people around him from time to time. Especially when the eyes are focused on Han Xue, his eyes will be inexplicably widened. exuded a look that made Yang Ze feel chilled at a glance. It's hard to describe the feeling that a person who has been suppressed for a long time has an extreme desire for a thing. It can send chills out of the vest.

The other person, from head to tail, was hunched and looked rather short, and to be honest, he was a short man compared to the cultivators around him. The most memorable thing is that his face is extremely stiff like a pile of stones. It makes people wonder if he can make a smile that is not weird, or blend in with the normal people around him. The reason why this person has a special appearance, but is not noticed, is because his body does not have the momentum that emanates from the inside to the outside like the cultivator next to him. That kind of divine consciousness cultivation has reached a certain level of sharpness that is revealed outside...,

He is more like a cultivator of the embassy of a small country who came to accompany the flowers. There is no hope for the ranking of Futenin at all.

But this person. But it made Yang Ze have an absolutely dangerous intuition. This feeling is even worse than that thin scholar. This is also the first time that Yang Ze has looked at such an unastonishing character, and there is a trace of chills in his vest.

Futenin Temple. Inside, there are thousands of weather, hidden dragons and crouching tigers.

The days are fine, and everything is already doomed. Everything is also carried out according to the rules and procedures.

After a brief uproar of onlookers at the foot of Kings Mountain. The current national teacher of the empire, the Phantom Elder appeared, at the foot of the Kings Mountain. He was accompanied by some ministers and officials of the Tang Dynasty. One of them came to the center of the fenced field and began to read out the process of the entire courtyard. The language of the reading was official, but the content of the conference was clarified in general.

When the reading was completed, it attracted countless crowds of noisy discussions.

"There are three stops on the Mount of Kings today. That's three levels!"

"Is it just three levels? Then these three levels, aren't they extremely difficult, and they are battles between cultivators."

"Every level is going to be a trial. Those who persist until the end of the level will be able to reach the top of the palace of kings. Presumably, what they are facing this time is only an extremely terrible competition!"

"Where is the palace of the kings so good? If everyone can climb the Zizhu Garden, how can the four elders teach it? In the future, I will be in the Tang Dynasty, won't the strong go sideways. Gaowen Kingdom and the Orthodox Church can be destroyed with a snap of a finger!"

The crowd suddenly stirred up an even bigger uproar. At this time, the people in the stands also became right.

After the reading was done. There were cultivators wearing courtyard uniforms, leading more than 200 cultivators towards the gate of the Kings Peak.

Futenin Temple. It's officially started!

Countless people in the watch table straightened their waists and looked intently ahead. The sound of the crowd under the fence gradually became quieter. Because at this time, the eyes of countless people had already begun to move with the group of cultivators who had begun to climb the Peak of the Kings.

The Futenin Temple set up three stops on the front mountain road of the Kings Mountain, and all the competitions were carried out under the eyes of everyone. When you can witness a fierce battle between the practitioners, everyone's hearts are beating with excitement.

More than 200 people followed the cultivators who led the way to the first stop. At the first platform after entering the mountain gate.

There are many houses lined up neatly on both sides of the platform. The houses are all herringbone eaves, standing between the green slopes and lawns, some of the walls are covered with green moss, and some of the grass grows extremely vigorously and peels off the foot of the wall.

One thing these houses have in common is that they are all square, with no windows and only one door.

Another feature is that there are enough houses on this platform, more than 100 rooms. It's like a small town.

The academician, who had led the doubtful crowd to this point, finally spoke, "This is the first stop of the competition. As you can see, there are enough rooms here, and in each room, two people go in. The one who comes out first will be eligible for the second stop!"

In a room, enter two people, and whoever comes out first will be qualified to continue up. It seems simple, simple enough to rule, but it is full of cruelty. This is the cruelty peculiar to the world of cultivation. That is, on top of the first stop, half of the people will be eliminated!

After the academician finished speaking, he looked at a group of frightened people who suddenly suddenly felt like they had never thought of fighting so directly with the people around them, and said, "There are formations in these houses, so you don't have to worry about it at all, it will cause damage to the surrounding walls." He was laughing, but he didn't feel kind, "When you come out, I'll wait for you at the second stop." Whoever arrives first will start the second stop of the competition. Then the competition has begun. ”

The voice fell. The crowd is still chewing on this rule, which is so simple but cruel. The academician, for some reason, had already walked on the mountain road in the fog. Only a back shrouded in fog light remains.

There are only a few people who can keep up with the speed of his back. All of them all showed a sense of shock. But the sudden rise of emotion came to an abrupt end.

More than 200 people dispersed in an instant, some rushed into a room with a cold snort, and some people gritted their teeth and squeezed their hands or their eyes after hesitating and being silent for a moment!

In the chaos, Yang Ze only saw everyone rushing into the room, and as soon as the two of them entered these houses, the doors would be slammed shut!

"Gillian" already showed an excited expression on her freckled face, and then quickly chased a person into the house. I didn't expect this Putian courtyard competition to be extremely temperamental to this Nizi.

Yang Ze shook his head slightly, looking at a house with a hole next to him. He walked in

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