On the way back, Lin Xiu had been thinking silently, and Fu Huang beside him was also very silent with interest. Fallen leaves spread on the ground, and Lin Xiu stepped on it, but he couldn't feel the warmth of the earth.

Previously, he learned from Luo Qiang's mouth that there was also the existence of the Inner Gate Trials, but the details were unknown, and then there was the matter of the Yuan Jing, he always had to find a way to get some, the pressure was getting heavier and heavier, and he had to do everything possible to improve his cultivation, and this Spirit Condensing Array was a good choice.

Out of the courtyard, bypassing a few paths, Lin Xiu came to the small courtyard where the named disciple was, as soon as he stepped into the courtyard, what caught his eye was piles of firewood, in the small courtyard that was not very spacious, more than a dozen people, each busy with their own work, and for Lin Xiu's arrival, they didn't have much reaction, just said hello, senior brother, just buried their heads in hard work.

Looking at their lives, Lin Xiu couldn't sigh anything, this is the reality, without talent and qualifications, they can only do this, resources will always be the exclusive product of the strong.

After scanning for a week, he didn't find Zhang Fan's figure, so he turned around and left. "Hey, Senior Brother Lin Xiu, how did you get here. Behind him, Zhang Fan's somewhat honest voice sounded, and Lin Xiu immediately turned around.

Zhang Fan, who was dressed in black, was carrying a burden on his shoulders, and on the burden were all kinds of daily necessities, and it seemed that he had obviously gone down the mountain to purchase. "Hehe, I want to ask you something, so I asked a few people and found here. Seeing Zhang Fan's somewhat honest appearance, Lin Xiu also said with a smile. "It's crowded here, so let's go and sit in the house first. Zhang Fan put down the items in his hand, and then said in a respectful tone.

Nodding slightly, Lin Xiu followed Zhang Fan into the house.

The room is extraordinarily simple, with a café and a few chairs, and nothing else. But fortunately, the house is very clean and looks very neat.

"Senior Brother Lin Xiu, please drink tea, this tea is not very good, I hope Senior Brother will not be surprised. ”

Putting the teacup in front of Lin Xiu, Zhang Fan's honest voice came again.

"Hehe, the tea is good, and simplicity is also a kind of beauty. ”

Picking up the teacup and taking a sip, the tip of Lin Xiu's tongue bypassed the slightest bitterness, but in this faint bitterness, there was a slight aroma.

"Senior Brother Lin Xiu doesn't dislike it. ”

Zhang Fan scratched his head with a smile and said with some embarrassment.

"Zhang Fan, I also came here to ask a few things, you have been here for a while, do you know when the selection of the inner disciples of the Lu Dao is time. ”

"Zhilu Dao, this inner disciple selection competition is held once a year, and the time of holding it is generally held within half a year of the entry of newly selected disciples. "Let's talk about the specifics of the game. ”

"Newly selected disciples are just getting started, and they are generally arranged in the outer gate, of course, there are some people who will directly enter the inner gate, and these are not gifted, and there are regulations that say that under the age of sixteen, eight-star martial disciples or above, can enter the inner gate, while others must pass the selection of this inner disciple and enter it. ”

Glancing at Lin Xiu, Zhang Fan paused, and then said: "The selection is carried out among the outer disciples, of course, the age must not exceed sixteen years old, and the top fifty in the general selection competition will have the opportunity to enter the inner door to study, and it is said that the top fifty will also have their own rewards." Listening to Zhang Fan's explanation, Lin Xiu's brows furrowed without a trace, the outer disciples, how to say that there are hundreds of people, the top ten, it is still very difficult. "Senior Brother Lin Xiu, I only know about this, and I don't know much about it, after all, I haven't participated in it, and I only know it from other people. "Hmm. ”

Groaning slightly, Lin Xiu continued to ask, "Let me ask you one more thing, do you know any way to obtain Yuan Crystal?"

"Yuanjing?"

Zhang Fan was also stunned, obviously surprised by Lin Xiu's question.

"Yes, Yuanjing, is there any way?"

Lin Xiu asked.

"You can go to the guard ring and take a look, I heard that many people have made a lot of money there, but there is also a high danger there, senior brother must be careful if he goes. ”

After lowering his head and thinking for a moment, Zhang Fan said to Lin Xiu. "Guarding the ring?" A hint of surprise flashed in Lin Xiu's eyes, obviously he was a little puzzled by this unfamiliar word, it had been a while since he came to the Holy Fire Gate, but he had never heard of such a thing as guarding the ring.

"Well, I haven't been there either, Senior Brother Lin Xiu can go and see if you're interested. ”

"Okay, thank you, Zhang Fan. ”

Lin Xiu still has a good impression of this temperamental Zhang Fan, who understands etiquette and will come to trouble.

"Senior brother is polite, if there is anything that senior brother doesn't understand, just ask, Zhang Fan is honored. ”

Bidding farewell to Zhang Fan, Lin Xiu went to the ring according to the address Zhang Fan said, for him who wanted to seek Yuan Jing, this ring was necessary to see.

Directly south of the sect, there is a huge circular arena, surrounded by small arenas, and in the center of the circle, there is a wider platform. At this time, in the guarding field, it was already crowded, and the sound of cheering and cheering was one after another.

As soon as he stepped in, Lin Xiu's eyes were attracted by the lively scene here, the noise in his ears continued, and the ring was crowded with people, and above the ring, he was the real protagonist of the ring.

After looking around for a while, Lin Xiu walked towards the adjacent ring. "Xu Yan is a fucking bird, Chen Liqing, beat Lao Tzu hard! Kill me and count me!" "Get out, you don't look at it, just Chen Liqing's strength, against Xu Yan, it's like an egg hitting a stone, you can't do it." "Silly X, you, you have the ability to compare with Leng Wuxi, and you don't see what you are, just come out and pretend!" "Hey, look, both of them are on stage!"

The quarrel of the onlookers gradually subsided with the appearance of the two guards in the ring, and everyone's eyes were focused on the platform, which was not too spacious. There is a place one foot away from the ring, there is a stone seat, and the back of the seat is clearly engraved with the word warrior. Above the seat was an old man with his eyes closed, and the years had carved his rings on the old man's forehead.

Lin Xiu just glanced at it, and then refocused his gaze on the ring.

At this time, in the ring, there were two extremely young-looking figures, the one in the north, about six feet tall, holding a folding fan, with a smile on his face, and the man in the south, with a long sword in his hand, had no expression on his cold face, like a stone statue, and only from those eyes that flashed with danger could he see something.

"Peripheral disciple Xu Yan, please advise!"

The person in the north bowed slightly, clasped his hands into fists, and smiled.

"Chen Liqing!"

And the cold man in the south, after hearing Xu Yan's words, looked at the other party's eyes, with a hint of coldness, politely clenched his fists, and said coldly.

After introducing each other, the two did not immediately move, but just quietly clubbed in place, as if waiting for something.

After a moment of waiting, the crowd in the audience fell into a noise again, but most of the noise was discussing the wins and losses of the two people on the stage, but there was no mention of the waiting of the two. "Ahem. On the stone chair, a clear coughing sound came out, and the noisy crowd calmed down very tacitly, and everyone's eyes, including the eyes of the two people on the stage, were all focused on the figure on the stone chair.