"On the Divine Assembly?"

At this moment, the elimination system on the test field has reached the second round.

The winning Sanyuan is against the poor disciple Sanjie, who won the first game with one move, and now he has broken three games in a row and has become the current champion on the field.

"Senior Brother Yan, how could you lose to Sanyuan with your cultivation?"

The two chatted a few words at the mouth of the back valley of the venue.

The call from the field was close at hand.

Shao Yan was extremely annoyed when he thought of this, and he didn't have the face to say that he was confused by a little girl's illusion, and now that he has broken his skills, his cultivation has fallen off a lot:

"Senior brother, I didn't find Sanyuan so powerful on weekdays, so this time I underestimated the enemy, and maybe there can only be Senior Brother Lao Sanjie in the Divine Conference."

Sanjie sighed: "I originally thought that I could go with Senior Brother Yan to participate in the competition, but it seems that I really missed it." ”

The anger in Shao Yan's heart pretended to be calm and said, "Even if there is no underestimating the enemy this time, I am afraid that I will be scolded by the master for the opportunity to participate in the round election." ”

Sanjie sighed: "You, you are also too reckless, relying on the master's love for you to hand over the Tianshu Sword to you, at that time, I intended to promote you as the next head, you are good, you don't have to take it to Ziling's arrogant girl." ”

Shao Yan is also selfish, and at this moment, she is snuggling up to her brother: "Zi Ling is young and late, and her cultivation is shallow, and I, who is a senior brother, can't bear to watch her being bullied, so I will help." ”

In fact, after he broke the skill, he became more and more interested in Meng Jiu'er's spiritual water, if he could help Zi Ling kill her during the competition, wouldn't it be beautiful.

Sanjie shook his head: "You are always so kind-hearted to your brothers and sisters, but you have a bit of the bearing of inheriting the master, what are your plans now?" ”

"Zi Ling was taken by the master to Siguo Cliff, and I am going to go to the old man to apologize."

Naturally, Meng Jiu'er was also taken away, and naturally he had to think about it behind closed doors, so he took the initiative to ask the master to reward him with some elixirs to help him recover, and secondly, he wanted to ask the master to agree to his participation in this seminar.

"Junior brother walk slowly."

Shao Yan had just come out of the mountain gate of the test field, and Meng Jiu'er came to him, and he walked step by step.

Ah Jiu didn't stop, her mind was entangled in the matter of the God Conference, and she didn't know how to arrange it for just four words, so she planned to go back and ask the elders in the door.

Shao Yan watched the casual Meng Jiu'er enter the arena so indignantly.

How did she not get punished?

"Senior sister." Shao Yan's voice was low.

Ah Jiu's footsteps stopped abruptly.

Shao Yan took two steps back, and looked at her condescendingly with her hands behind her back: "If there was any misunderstanding before, I am also your senior brother, why am I so rude?" ”

Ah Jiu came back to his senses at this time, and only then did he think about things too preoccupied: "Hello senior brother!" ”

The resentment on Shao Yan's face softened a lot: "Well, why did you come back alone?" What about the Purple Spirit? ”

Ah Jiu pointed to the Siguo Cliff that was hidden in the clouds that was invisible to the naked eye: "I was left in the Siguo Cliff Cave by the head to think about it." ”

This is really a row of practices in charge, and he naturally knows: "Why didn't you get punished?" ”

"Maybe it's because I have to do what the boss told me, so I wasn't punished for closing the door." Ah Jiu said, suddenly remembering the Treatise on God Conference:

"By the way, Senior Brother, what is the Divine Conference?"

Shao Yan's eyes were stunned, and she almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood: "What is it?" That is the disciple of each sect who has selected the highest cultivation among the proud protégés, and gathers together to compete and compete, once every three years! ”

The last few words Shao Yan was almost squeezed out of between her teeth, this is a major event for cultivators in the world, how can it be said to be something?

I haven't seen it on the market.

"Oh, I see." Ah Jiu muttered to himself, that's easy to do, since he is a proud protégé, wouldn't it be okay to be selected from the top three in this competition?

"Senior brother, there is one more thing to ask for, where is this conference on God held?"

Shao Yan took a deep breath, in fact, he was already impatient with the explanation, but after all, he was the eldest disciple who sat down in charge, and he must have grace:

"Over the years, the venue has been uncertain, and every year it is voted and selected by the seniors or heads of each major sect, and after deciding whose sect will set up a conference on the gods, cultivators from all over the world will rush there."

I see, then it's too early to toss back and forth.

"Thank you, senior brother, for your doubts." Ah Jiu saluted in a proper manner and turned around and went to the arena.