At dawn, the Tiger Leaping Cliff, which is located thirty miles southeast of Qinglan City, was already full of people at this time.

The martial artists who had been gathering in Qinglan City for half a month finally moved here, which made the ordinary people in the city, merchants and even the city lord's mansion all breathe a sigh of relief.

At this time, on both sides of the Tiger Leaping Cliff, Jing Wei was clearly divided into two camps, and there were all parties who were eligible to participate in the White Bird Festival at the boundary of Cangzhou and even nearby.

The left camp is headed by the Louvre, and in the middle of the best position stands Wang Feiyun and several other Louvre Taoist priests who Zhao Han has seen before, around them, like the stars and the moon, crowded with some of the subordinate forces in Cangzhou, attached to the Louvre, and then there are some small and medium-sized sect forces that want to climb but are not qualified, but this time they happened to get the access quota.

The arrangement of the camp on the right is also similar to that on the left, the core is the Purple Sun Demon Sect, the outer layer is the affiliated organization of the Purple Sun Demon Sect, and then there are some lucky people in the Demon Dao, who luckily got the admission quota of the White Bird Club, and there are even some solitary loose cultivators.

Compared with the orderly arrangement of the righteous path on the left, the demon path camp on the right is quite chaotic, one by one the demon flames are monstrous, the expression is gloomy, and even before the White Bird Club starts, there are already some grumpy demon path people who have begun to fight among themselves.

It was at this moment of confusion that Zhao Han and the young lady in the white skirt followed behind the white crane in the sky and came to the Tiger Leaping Gorge.

At this time, after he removed and digested the gun intent entrenched in his chest, his strength had returned to the peak state, and even his soul had been condensed to the extent that it was not weaker than the ordinary Origin Spirit Realm Martial Arts, and the condensed martial arts will had earth-shaking changes in strength compared to before.

The presence of the white crane in the sky attracted the attention of a small number of people, and did not cause too many waves, even if he was the master of the White Crane Tower, one of the best masters in Qinglan City, but in the field, it was not uncommon for a martial artist whose strength could be comparable to him.

For example, the people from the Louvre Palace and the Purple Sun Demon Sect, such as the Badaomen and the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, the Qingyang Palace and the Red Lotus Temple, etc., all had the presence of the Origin Spirit Realm Martial Artists, so that the White Crane in the sky would not be conspicuous.

"This time, there will be eleven people in the Louvre Palace to enter the secret realm, nine people from the Ziyang Demon Sect, five people each from the Badaomen, Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion, Qingyang Palace and Red Lotus Temple, and some other forces with good luck and some lucky loose cultivators. Cangtian Baihe chose a relatively hidden place but with a good angle to introduce the various forces in the field to Zhao Han.

"The Louvre originally had nine places, plus the two that I got in exchange, for a total of eleven. Zhao Han looked around, and saw that in the middle of the righteous path camp, behind Daoist Wang Feiyun and the others, eleven Taoists wearing silver crowns, white trimmed Taoist robes, and carrying long swords were stern, standing quietly, even if they were dozens of zhang away, they could feel the majestic spiritual power contained in the other party's body.

"It's so strong. ”

Zhao Han's gaze swept over the eleven people, remembering their appearances, and finally lingered on one of the ordinary-looking Taoist priests with a small mole on his lips.

"What, you fancy that female doll?" Cangtian Baihe noticed Zhao Han's gaze and quipped, "But people are disciples of the Louvre, and they can participate in this White Bird Club, and their identity in the Louvre will not be simple. ”

"You're not ashamed to think about dirty things. Zhao Han opened his mouth to fight back, "I just think that person is not simple, as for whether it is a man or a woman, I don't know." ”

It's just that in the bottom of his heart, he is secretly vigilant, this person has already condensed the will of martial arts.

Since Zhao Han condensed the will of martial arts, he found that his intuition had been enhanced in all directions, and he could sense some of the secrets that others had covered, such as the will of martial arts, Zhao Han could clearly sense how many people present had condensed the will of martial arts, but they were not sensed by others.

Zhao Han turned his gaze and looked at the Demon Dao camp, and saw that in the center, behind the three Purple Sun Demon Sect Origin Spirit Realm martial artists, nine disciples of the Purple Sun Demon Sect were wearing black robes, their breath was scorching, and a purple line appeared in the center of their eyebrows.

The Heavenly White Crane on the side opened his mouth and explained: "The disciples of the Purple Sun Demon Sect have a characteristic, before they cultivate to reach the Bao Dan Realm, a purple line will appear in front of their forehead, which is due to their cultivation techniques, but they can also judge the approximate cultivation level of a disciple of the Purple Sun Demon Sect by whether there is a purple line in front of their forehead. ”

Zhao Han nodded, was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked: "The Purple Sun Demon Sect has always been at odds with the Louvre, this time their number is two fewer than that of the Louvre, will they be miserably abused in the secret realm?"

With the domineering character of these two families and their long-standing grudges, if they enter the secret territory of the White Bird and don't fight, it will really be a sow that will go up the tree.

"It's not clear. Cangtian Baihe thought for a moment, and then added, "However, according to the usual practice, these two families will not stop until they completely divide the winners and losers." It's just that this time why the Ziyang Demon Sect sat back and watched the Louvre put the two places in the bag, but I don't know, maybe they have a lot of confidence in what hole cards they bringed. ”

"Another guy who condenses the will of martial arts. Zhao Han observed it for a while, and secretly wrote down the appearance of the disciple of the Purple Sun Demon Sect who had condensed the will of martial arts, "Therefore, those big forces are the most annoying, and the genius in the eyes of outsiders is like a leek in him, stubble by stubble." ”

Zhao Han stood beside the white crane in the sky, listening to the introduction of the other party, and at the same time remembering all the people who had successfully condensed the will of the martial arts in his mind, and secretly said in his heart, there were less than a hundred people who entered the secret realm of the white bird, but among them, there were five people who successfully condensed the will of the martial arts, counting him, and the little pride that had bred after successfully condensing the will of the martial arts was broken like a bubble.

In fact, Zhao Han is a little arrogant, and now the martial artists gathered here almost include the top-ranked forces in Cangzhou and nearby, and the strength of each one should not be underestimated, and in such a short period of time, he can rank among the younger generations of these forces, and he can already be a little proud.

After more than half an hour, the white crane looked at the sky and said in a deep voice: "It's almost time, you have the voucher ready, and the secret realm will be opened later." ”

"I've made it clear to you. In the secret realm, once you are in danger of your life, you can crush the voucher, and you can save your life to get out of the secret realm, but you can't enter it again. ”

"Okay. Zhao Han took a palm-sized jade certificate in his hand, pretended to be casual and asked, "Landlord, do you want me to help you pick a seven-leaf cangyang grass, what if a disciple from another force snatches it?"