In the inner city of the imperial capital, there are few pedestrians on the wide streets, and only a few horse-drawn carriages rush by.

A carriage stopped outside the main entrance of the Ministry of Rites, and a teenager got out of the carriage.

"This is the Ministry of Rites?"

Zhang Xiyun looked up, and there was a black golden silk nanmu plaque hanging on the top of the red vermilion lacquer gate.

Xu Chuan also got out of the carriage and said to him, "Go in." ”

The two walked up the stairs, and there was a guard outside the main entrance, indicating their identities before entering.

"Wuju people, please go to the Zhen Law Academy, and don't trespass in the rest of the places. After the release, the guard reminded again.

After the two walked into the Ministry of Rites, Xu Chuan patted him on the shoulder and said, "Zhen Luyuan will go to the left side of the road, today's martial arts re-examination identity, I should not go, I just have a few old friends in the Ministry of Rites, I will go over to say hello, and wait for you by the way." ”

"Brother Xu doesn't have to be like this, I remember the way back, and I can walk when the time comes. Zhang Xiyun said.

Xu Chuan waved his hand, "You don't have to be so polite to me, I'm also idle today, so it's okay to wait for you for a while." ”

"Oh well. Zhang Xiyun thanked him, "Then I'll go to Zhen Law Academy first." ”

The two went in opposite directions, and Zhang Xiyun went all the way without meeting anyone again.

It wasn't until he reached the end that he faintly heard the sound of talking.

It came from the Zhen Law Academy.

In the courtyard, there were no less than 100 people waiting here, and everyone gathered together in twos and threes, but the discussion was very quiet, as if they were afraid of alarming something.

When Zhang Xiyun walked into the courtyard, no one paid too much attention, most of them looked at him. Then he withdrew his gaze.

Wuju people from all over the five continents will naturally have fellow villagers on the same continent. Those who are closer to each other get together, and places like Zhang Xiyun who were added by An Luping. Naturally, no one knew him, so no one came forward to talk to him.

He was also happy to be quiet, and sat down on a stone bench in the corner of the courtyard alone, waiting for the arrival of the officials of the Ministry of Rites.

"I don't know what kind of form this martial arts meeting will be?"

"I heard that the last martial arts move was to kill the kraken, and the great monk of the Divine Realm took everyone to the Bohai Sea."

There were a few people discussing in front of him, and Zhang Xiyun was bored, so he listened to their conversation carefully.

"The Bohai Sea is too dangerous, and now the world is hidden. Naturally, he wouldn't let the Great Cultivator of the Divine Realm take us to the Bohai Sea, and it was almost impossible for Wuju to let me wait to kill the Kraken. ”

"Is that going to be a pure competition?"

"It's also unlikely, now that Longting is in dire need of talents, it won't blindly look for reckless people, it should be more resourceful. ”

"That's better, otherwise, in terms of strength alone, wouldn't the champion of martial arts be won by Liu Hao!"

Zhang Xiyun raised his eyebrows, and in this person's words, he seemed to approve of what Liu Hao said.

"Don't be delusional. Since Liu Hao can have such strength, how can his resourcefulness be weaker than others?"

The man who spoke earlier smiled awkwardly and said, "It's just that I'm just comforting myself." ”

After listening to their conversation, Zhang Xiyun quietly released a wisp of divine consciousness.

The hall was full of mortal monks. Presumably, Monk Xianlu was in another place, and almost all the people present had cultivated to the level of breaking eight doors and six, and even some people. Zhang Xiyun couldn't figure out his cultivation

"Except for those who do not want to be officials, the mortal monks gathered here. Probably the best of the mortal monks."

Zhang Xiyun couldn't help but be a little worried in his heart, he now broke the two gates of the human body and the two gates of heaven and earth. For the disciples of the Fangwai Sect who have a heavy Dharma in their upper bodies, they can probably be on par with the monks of the Eight Sects who break six, but if they meet Tianjiao who can climb the mortal list, I am afraid that they have no chance of winning.

In Xu Chuan's eyes, Zhang Xiyun is such a Tianjiao, because they don't know the mystery of the two gates of heaven and earth, so they only think that Zhang Xiyun can easily defeat the monks who break five of the eight doors with the cultivation of breaking two of the eight gates, but in fact, Zhang Xiyun is still the cultivation of breaking four of the eight gates.

Just when he was secretly beating the drum in his heart, three men in official uniforms walked into the Zhen Law Academy.

When the officials of the Ministry of Rites arrived, everyone present turned their heads to look, and Zhang Xiyun also stood up and walked outside the crowd.

From this time on, the martial artists who have not yet arrived at the Zhen Law Academy will be regarded as giving up. A Ministry of Rites official said.

The official of the Ministry of Rites in the middle took out a booklet and said, "I will read it one by one according to the list in the book." ”

The official beside him stepped aside, raised his hand, and saw a light shine brightly, and a half-human-high monument appeared out of thin air.

"This is the body monument, when you passed the state government Yawuju, you have already injected the breath into the Wuju token, and now you want to check your own breath and the breath in the token, and when the Wuju comes, you will also verify your identity for the third time. ”

On the day Zhang Xiyun got the token, Yan Jiujun also asked him to inject his breath into it, which turned out to be the method of verifying his identity.

The person who read it stepped forward, placed the token on the stele, and then used his energy to inject his own breath into the stele. ”

"There are eight stone leaves on the body tablet, and each petal represents the cultivation of breaking a door. ”

After the official of the Ministry of Rites finished speaking, he opened the booklet and read: "Pang Hong, the cultivation is eight doors and six gates, from Nanlingzhou, a disciple of the Ansan faction." ”

After he finished reading, a young man walked out of the crowd, took the token from his waist, put it on the body tablet, took a deep breath, used the strength in his body, and slowly touched the stone tablet with his hand.

The eight-petal stone leaf on the body tablet lit up successively to the sixth stone leaf.

The official of the Ministry of Rites nodded slightly, turned a page of the booklet, and continued to read: "Liu Hao, the cultivation is all broken for the eight gates, and the gossip is complete, since Xihezhou, a disciple of the Xianqian faction. ”

Everyone present couldn't help but let out a burst of exclamation, and the official of the Ministry of Rites frowned, and shouted softly: "Quiet!"

A young man in white walked out of it, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking handsome and handsome, looking like a handsome boy.

On the body stele, the eight-petal stone leaves are all lit up.

The three officials of the Ministry of Rites seemed to be satisfied, and they all smiled and nodded.

After that, a famous martial artist was read to his name, and he stepped forward to check his identity, and what made Zhang Xiyun feel shocked was that no one had cultivated below the level of breaking six of the eight gates, and there were even three more monks who had broken all eight doors.

One of them was also a woman, looking gentle and elegant, from Xihezhou, a disciple of Lingmiao Mountain.

Half an hour had passed by this time, and the official of the Ministry of Rites turned another page, and when he was about to read out his name, he frowned slightly, and held the booklet up to his colleagues beside him.

"The cultivation of the Eight Doors and the Broken Two, but the wrong one is listed in the book?"

The colleague beside him also frowned, but replied in a low voice, "It can't be wrong." ”

The two of them were responsible for registering the martial artists from all continents, but they remembered that in this martial arts, none of the martial artists from all continents were cultivated below eight and breaking six.

"I remember, a few days ago, Li Shilang personally added a person, saying that it was the quota of Qin Tianjian, and it might be this person"

The official who read the book also remembered this, took back the register, and prepared to read the name, but secretly slandered in his heart.

Suddenly, his eyes widened, he pointed to the name on the book, and said to the colleague next to him, "Tianqiong!" (to be continued.) )

PS: One change today, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow to make up.