Two days later.

Jiang Wan went to the martial arts arena with everyone from the Tianyan Sect, and today is the second round of the sect conference.

"The hoarfrost is recovering very quickly."

The voice of the system sounded in the sea of knowledge, and Jiang Wan subconsciously glanced in the direction of the white frost.

With a white dress and bright makeup, today's hoarfrost is still the appearance of a goddess who is high above, and there is no trace of the embarrassment of that night.

looked at Murong Yi on the side again, and he was also proud.

It seems that in the two days that she has been practicing the explosion spell, the relationship between Bai Shuang and Murong Yi has undergone a lot of reversal.

"Host, or we're here tonight"

Before the half of the sentence at the back of the system, "Go to Baishuang to take a look", was ruthlessly interrupted by Jiang Wan, "Don't go." ”

The love-hate relationship between Murong Yi and Bai Shuang, she was not interested at all.

System "!! ”

How could she be like this!

As soon as Jiang Wan stepped into the martial arts arena, a man who looked like an attendant walked over not far away.

"Miss Jiang, our city lord wants to see you."

City Lord?

The person who can be called the city lord in this Fuxi City naturally has no one else except Wu Zhao.

Jiang Wan's gaze turned to Murong Lingxiao at the front, with a faint inquiry in his eyes.

Murong Lingxiao recognized this person, it was indeed a person from Wu Zhao's side, and he had seen it yesterday when he drew lots.

Murong Lingxiao nodded at Jiang Wan, Jiang Wan answered, and followed the attendant.

The attendant took Jiang Wan through the small half of the martial arts arena, and finally stopped in front of an extremely richly decorated room, turned his head and made a "please" gesture towards Jiang Wan.

"The city lord is inside, just Miss Jiang just go in."

When Jiang Wan walked into the room, he saw a person standing respectfully in the room.

It's a turnip.

And the one sitting at the top was Rong Yan, who was caressing the fox hair.

So, does Wu Zhao want to see her, or does Rong Yan want to see her?

"Elder Taishang, Lord Wucheng."

Jiang Wan called the two very politely, and his clear voice was full of alienation.

It wasn't until Rong Yan glanced at Wu Zhao that Wu Zhao turned around.

"Miss Jiang, I called you here today to ask you to make a choice."

Jiang Wan stared, choice, what choice?

Wu Zhao patiently explained to Jiang Wan, and Jiang Wan understood Wu Zhao's intention to call her over.

It's because she was promoted in the competition a few days ago.

She was in the middle stage of Jindan when the draw was drawn, but after the competition, she had already advanced to the late stage of Jindan through the competition with Kui Xi.

In the next competition, Wu Zhao gave her two choices as to whether Jiang Wan would continue to participate in the middle stage of Jindan or participate in the competition in the late stage of Jindan.

One is to continue to compete in the name of Jindan mid-term, then the top spot in Jindan mid-term must be her.

And the prize for the first place is a nine-rank spirit sword.

The second is to participate in the actual cultivation of Jindan in the later stage, Jiang Wan can skip the first round and directly enter the second round, but the probability of being eliminated is predictable.

Jiang Wan, a newly promoted Jindan late-stage disciple, wanted to stand out from the group of disciples who no longer knew how long they had stayed in the late Jindan stage, it was almost impossible.

The result of this is that not only will you not be able to get the prize that belongs to the top spot in the middle of Jindan, but you will also be eliminated, and you will not get anything in the end.

How to choose, fools know.

The nine-grade spirit sword is hard to find.

Since the previous sect conferences, although there are not many people like Jiang Wan who can be promoted in the competition, there are a few.

Naturally, those people chose the first one, without a doubt.

Jiang Wan almost didn't think about it, and said directly, "I'll choose the second one." ”

Wu Zhao, who had already made a decision in his heart, didn't listen to what Jiang Wan said at all, and responded directly, "Okay, then you just need to go through the form to enter the last round, and then you can."

Wait a minute!

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly reacted.

What did Jiang Wan say?

She said she would pick the second one?

Feeling that he must have heard it wrong, Wu Zhao hurriedly confirmed it again, "You said you chose the first one?" ”

Jiang Wan raised his eyes, looked at Wu Zhao's eyes, and repeated very seriously: "I'll choose the second one." ”

Wu Zhao: "!! ”

He heard it right, she really chose the second one!

She's got a good brain, right?

"Are you sure?"

"Hmm."

Jiang Wan nodded seriously again.

Wu Zhao:.

It's really off the charts, and it's the first time I've seen such a nervous abnormality when I've been the city lord of Fuxi City for a thousand years.

Could it be that the attraction of the Nine Rank Spirit Sword is already so low?

So much so that Jiang Wan would rather go to the later stage of Jindan to give away his head than ask for it?

Looking at the shock and confusion on Wu Zhao's face, the system in the sea of knowledge gave a summary in place: he doesn't understand it when he sees it, and the king of the volume will never stop!

After speaking, I didn't forget to add another sentence: "No wonder they are more than 1,000 years old and still in the Mahayana period!" ”

A flash of light flashed in Jiang Wan's eyes: Mahayana period, envy.

Wu Zhao looked at Jiang Wan for a while, and made sure that Jiang Wan really had no intention of repenting, so he withdrew his gaze.

In this rumor, Jiang Wan, who awakened the spiritual root for a year and cultivated to the late stage of Jindan, is indeed quite different.

The matter was decided, so Wu Zhao asked Jiang to go back, and then looked at Rong Yan, who had not spoken during the whole process.

"Elder Taishang."

Wu Zhao didn't know what Rong Yan was thinking, just now when he said that he was going to summon Jiang Wan, Rong Yan rarely raised his eyelids, but after Jiang Wan came, he didn't say a word.

Looking at the absolute ruler of the Xuantian Palace, Wu Zhao only felt a lot of pressure.

"Something?"

Wu Zhaotou: Didn't you take the initiative to come to me???

"No, no."

Rong Yanhu glanced at him suspiciously, and then disappeared in place with Hu Jiu, who was already asleep.

Nominally, Rong Yan is the Supreme Elder of the Xuantian Temple who does not ask about the world.

But in fact, almost everyone knows that the Xuantian Temple is actually Rong Yan's final say.

More than two hundred years ago, Rong Yan was the veritable master of the Xuantian Palace.

However, after the defeat of the Imperial Corpse Gate, he neither took advantage of the victory to pursue, nor did he take advantage of the situation to expand the territory of the Xuantian Palace, but gave himself the position of an idle elder of the Taishang, and then began a leisurely and wandering retirement life.

Every day, it's either fishing and lounging, or teasing your own contract beast.

is obviously the age when he should strive to cultivate, but he has become a retired old man in the cultivation realm.

If you want to be as bad as you want, you can be as bad as you want!

But even so, Rong Yan still advanced to the realm of tribulation at the age of three hundred.

So much so that many people are thinking, if Rong Yan can work a little harder, just a little, is it time to become an immortal now?

Everyone still remembers that on the day of Rong Yan's promotion, the thunder was rolling, the beasts were wailing, and the sky was gloomy as if it was about to collapse.

Jiang Wan: Except for myself, everyone around me is rotten?

(End of chapter)