On the 15th of August, the streets of ancient Hancheng were bustling and lively.

There were all kinds of people on the street, young and old, men and women, human races, demon races, and all kinds of void alien races all walked to Jinguiyuan, the largest playground in the city.

Ordinary people also walked over there, although the Golden Gui Festival could not enter, but the area near the Golden Guiyuan Garden was the most lively place in the ancient Han City, where there were many snacks and amusement projects, and it was a good place to enjoy the moon.

Zao Wou-Ki walked on the street, looking at the bustling crowd, and felt a sigh in his heart, the preferences of the human race in heaven and earth are almost the same, and they love to live in groups and be lively. The Terrans are very strange, even if they don't communicate with each other and don't speak, a new amusement project appears in the Nether, and the Upperworld is likely to invent a similar thing, and they don't know what the mystery is in it, just like as long as people will invent it, everything has a number of days.

"Fellow Daoist, do you know how to get to Jin Guiyuan?"

Someone asked for directions, and actually asked everyone how to go to the Golden Guiyuan, Zhao Wouji looked back, and saw a little Taoist priest opposite, a second-level immortal realm monk, wearing a Taoist robe, or new, but the style is outdated, it looks a little simple, in fact, the appearance is good, round face, big eyes, crystal clear.

Zao Wou-Ki nodded and said, "It's good for you to come with me." ”

The little Taoist priest thanked again and again, and said, "Great, great, this ancient Han City is so big, I'm going to get lost." ”

Zao Wou-Ki said, "Haven't you ever been to the ancient Han City?" ”

The little Taoist priest said: "I have never been here, I have never been down the mountain gate." ”

Zhao Wuji was stunned, this little Taoist priest said that he was a little Taoist, in fact, he was more than three hundred years old, older than himself, he had never gone down the mountain, how did he survive so many years.

"Which mountain gate are you?"

"Aoyamamon."

I haven't heard of Xiaoshanmen.

"Why is the master too strict, can't you get out of the mountain?"

"No, it's because I don't want to go out of the mountain, but the master talks about going out to travel every day."

"Then why?" Zao Wou-Ki was surprised.

"I don't like to go out of the mountains, I like to study the secret art of the master and correct the secret art of the master gate, there are many deficiencies in it." The little Taoist priest talked about this, and his eyes were shining.

Zao Wou-Ki smiled, this also dares to blow, it is not so simple to change the secret technique of the master.

"Does it work?"

"The effect is not too good, I modified the master's wind listening technique, and I can hear the sound transmission of immortals below the third level, but I can only hear the sound transmission and secret technique of the first-level immortals before."

This is really not simple, if it is true, it is a rare talent, but this little Taoist priest even talked about this, I don't know if it is really a child who never goes down the mountain or goes out, or a big traitor in the rivers and lakes, but then again, there is no need to pretend to be tender in front of a passerby.

Zao Wou-Ki said: "Daoist friend's surname? ”

"My name is He Chuan, He He, Dachuan Chuan."

The little Taoist priest said so sincerely and meticulously that Zao Wou-Ki was embarrassed not to talk about himself, and he said, "My name is Zao Wou-ki." He Daoyou, are you participating in the Golden Laurel Conference? ”

"Yes." The little Taoist priest is simple.

And a little embarrassed.

"Is there a goal then?"

"I don't know, the master only asked me to make a name for myself and strengthen the momentum of Qingshan Gate, but I don't know how to make a name for myself!" He Chuan said confusedly.

The kid is confused enough, this Qingshan faction is really, and it is safe to let him go down the mountain alone.

Zao Wou-Ki said with a smile: "If you want to become famous, it's very simple, beat the most famous in the Dao world, and you will become famous!" ”

He Chuan is still confused, who is the most famous, he has never been down the mountain, except for Shizun and his younger brothers and sisters, he has never seen anyone else, and Shizun has never talked about things under the mountain, and no one is famous to him.

Zhao Wuji said with a smile: "You don't have to think about it, it's good that the second-level immortal realm is not beaten!" ”

What kind of world is this, a world where there are as many cultivators as many as dogs in the seventh-level and eighth-level immortal realm, who can the second-level immortal realm fight?

"Daoyou, you are also participating in the Golden Laurel Conference?"

"Yes." Zao Wou-Ki said.

He Chuan said: "Then I'll just follow Daoyou." ”

This is indeed a simple solution, but Zao Wou-Ki is a guest sitting on the stage and does not participate in the performance, so Zao Wou-Ki patiently led He Chuan to the registration office to sign up.

The area of the Golden Cinnamon Garden is very large, and many osmanthus trees are planted, and it is the flowering time, and the fragrance wafts in the air.

In the middle of the Golden Guiyuan is a huge square, and there are some small buildings around the square, which is the place used by the organizers of the Golden Gui Conference to register and sign in, and it is also a complete set of processes, complex and delicate.

They walked to one place at a time.

Qingshanmen was not invited, he needed to pay to sign up for it, his master had already signed up before, He Chuan only needed to fill in the registration and receive the identity waist card.

The identity waist card has the participant information, as well as the meeting schedule, and Zao Wou-Ki, as a guest, also has a conference identity waist card given by Chen Yu.

In the first stage of the competition, each contestant performed in order.

Zao Wou-Ki did a good job to the end, and simply took He Chuan to the waiting area for the performers, which was a large room, where many people were already seated, and there were also more than a dozen Confucian students maintaining order.

Zhao Wuji glanced at it, and found that some of the people in it were very high-level, and there were actually several eighth-level immortal realm cultivators waiting here to sell their goods.

These people glanced at them, and then stopped looking at them, probably treating them as competitors, and felt that their realm was too low, and they were not at the same level as each other, so there was no need to pay attention to them.

The givers went on their own business, some were silent, some were meditating, some were thinking, some were groaning, some were holding their swords and sighing.

He Chuan found a place to sit down and said, "Zhao Daoyou, you can also sit down and wait first!" ”

Zao Wou-Ki said, "No. ”

Zhao Wou-Ki looked at everyone in the room unscrupulously, and He Chuan said in a low voice: "This is not good!" ”

Zao Wou-Ki said: "What's wrong! ”

This is to look at talents in advance, and to look carefully is the greatest respect for others.

Most of them are fourth- and fifth-level immortal realm cultivators, there are also some second- and third-level immortal realm cultivators, and a few have just advanced to the immortal realm.

Although there are more opportunities for high-level monks, performance is not a strength fight, as long as the skills are unique and practical, or there is a future for training, low-level monks also have a chance to be recruited.

Zhao Wuji also wanted to recruit an eighth-level immortal realm monk, looking at these eighth-level immortal realm monks, the realm is the same, the appearance is different, a few are still void aliens, the appearance of the void alien race is more weird, some have dark blue skin, eyes obliquely on both sides of the head, some have huge heads, extremely thick legs, and they look pretty good, at least the lower plate is strong.

Those who can't fly must be strong in the lower plate, otherwise they will be beaten passively, and they will collapse as soon as they hit.

The realm of these people is all eighth-level immortal realm cultivators, but it is impossible to tell what secret techniques and treasures there are, and they have to wait for others to perform their skills at the Golden Gui Festival to see it.

"Look at what, go home and see your wife!" An eighth-level immortal realm cultivator screamed impatiently.

This fourth-level immortal realm cultivator was too unscrupulous, and he checked the room one by one.

Another strong man with a meaty face walked directly towards Zao Wou-ki, this is to beat someone.

The strong man said: "You kid is interesting, you are all out to eat, what do you see?" ”

Zao Wou-Ki said: "Who knows what level if you don't look at it?" ”

The strong man of the eighth-level real human realm snorted coldly and said, "What level does it matter to you, is it really begging for a beating?" ”

This guy really wants to come over and do it, the Confucian sect doesn't want to care, just now someone from the Confucian sect came to whisper to the Confucian steward here, probably already knows the identity of Zao Wou-ki, it is very cool to make him ugly.

Zao Wou-Ki said: "How can you do it if you don't look at it?" ”

"Recruiting? Who are you hiring? Which big agency are you? The strong man immediately became interested and said.

Isn't staying here just to mix a bite of good food to eat, everyone is excited when they hear about the recruitment, and immediately four or five people surround them.

Zao Wou-Ki said: "Shanhaimen." ”

He didn't dare to report to the Nature Sect, and he didn't know what happened to the Nature Sect in the Nether Realm, and whether there would be problems.

These people originally wanted to come over, but they were suddenly disappointed, and stopped their steps, this Shanhaimen is not famous, they can't afford to raise a great monk like them, don't look at it just to help others, all the big monks like them are very expensive, on the contrary, it is very easy for them to set up a sect by themselves, but they can't earn enough spirit stones, and it's very hard, so they come out to work for others, but they are not low-voiced people.

"Go, go, what sect is Shanhaimen, let's rest!" The strong man said impatiently.

Zao Wou-Ki smiled: "Isn't it to sell money here?" Looking down on Shanhaimen, do you think you are worth a few dollars? ”

Arrogant, so many eighth-level immortal realm cultivators dare to say that.

The strong man with a meaty face sneered: "You mean I came out to sell?" ”

Zao Wou-Ki said: "Hehe, sell to the emperor's family, sell to the commoners, it's all for sale, just sell it for a good price, isn't it?" ”

That's true when you think about it, but you can't say that.

He Chuan persuaded: "Zhao Daoyou, anyway, I already know the land, so it's better for us to go outside and enjoy the osmanthus flowers." ”

Zao Wou-Ki smiled and walked out.

The strong man snorted coldly, and endured not to make a sound, he was still looking forward to finding a good owner, and he didn't want to be complicated at this time.

There are more performers outside, and staying under the osmanthus tree is obviously more comfortable than that room, and it will not affect the performance, so as long as it is almost the turn of the time, come and verify your identity and you can play.

There is still a little time before the opening of the Golden Cinnamon Festival, and it is boring to wait, so Zao Wou-Ki has nothing to do to enjoy the flowers in the Golden Cinnamon Garden.

The golden cinnamon in the garden is dark and fragrant, and there are figures shaking under the osmanthus tree from time to time, and many people feel bored like him to come out to enjoy the flowers.

They were all people who participated in the Golden Gui Conference, and ordinary people were not allowed to enter.

Zhao Wou-Ki sighed, judging from the organization of the Golden Gui Conference, the Confucian forces are very strong, everything is well organized, meticulous, and very tight, which shows that the Confucian sect is powerful, and the small gang can't do this.