The road up the mountain is narrow and congested.

Bai Qing looked at it, thinking that there was nothing big about it, so he thought about taking advantage of the situation to go down the mountain.

Walking up the sea of sheep on the mountain, he said softly, "Mr. Bai Qing, if you have nothing to do, you can take a look at the scenery on the mountain with me and others!"

Bai Qing was stunned, Yang Hai did not hide his voice, but looked directly at Bai Qing and spoke.

He didn't expect that Yang Hai would invite him like this, originally he just came to see what kind of person the Wasteland Divine Mountain greeted, but now that he saw it, he didn't have the heart to continue going up the mountain.

Besides, if the elders of the Wasteland Divine Mountain needed his help, that is, the matter of spreading the word, he could arrive at any time, and he did not plan to stay here for a long time.

Yang Hai comprehended, so he smiled and said, "Sir, the people of the Peng clan are here, I'm afraid it's not as simple as showing, maybe Mr. needs to be in charge!"

Only then did Bai Qing understand that Yang Hai wanted to ask him for help, just like the elders of the Wasteland Divine Mountain before.

But he was curious, why didn't he see the other few people at the beginning, and Mo Yaoyao also came here, didn't he go out to practice?

A young man of the Peng clan in his twenties, three feet tall, with a cold face, beautifully dressed up and down, and a body full of golden silk, but the fluctuation of qi on his body was different from that of ordinary people, which was similar to the middle-aged leader of the Peng clan.

He glanced at Bai Qing, who had not yet turned into a human form, his eyes stopped at the cluster of green gold divine flames in the center of Bai Qing's eyebrows, and then looked at Bai Qing again, and he didn't see Bai Qing's heels and cultivation, so he lost interest.

It was the middle-aged leader of the Peng clan who looked arrogant before, and said with a light smile, "This little brother, just come up and take a look at that time, you should drink and drink, you should enjoy the scenery and enjoy the scenery, don't be restrained, if it is said that it is the first to come, it is the people of our Peng clan who came later in this wasteland sacred mountain, and disturbed the distinguished guests who lived in the Demon God Temple." ”

As soon as the conversation changed, the middle-aged man sneered, "If you wait and think, my Peng clan is noisy, and the little brother will leave on his own!"

The elders and disciples of the demon clan in the Wasteland Divine Mountain all looked a little unsightly, and they could naturally hear the meaning of the middle-aged words of the Peng clan.

Bai Qing's eyes glanced indifferently at the middle-aged age, and then looked at the elder of the Divine Mountain in the Wasteland, and said, "I'll go for a walk, and you can notify me if you have something!"

The elder led by the demon clan and the square-faced elder glanced at each other, and they all nodded in greeting, but the middle-aged man of the Peng clan got up laughing, and actually raised his wine glass and toasted to Bai Qingxu, and said with a smile, "It seems that the little brother has already hated us for being bothered, so please take care of yourself." ”

A young girl in the Peng clan stared wide-eyed, feeling that this wolf demon was really bad, and it was too big.

Could it be that he really didn't know who they were, and who was the host of the Wasteland Divine Mountain?

The current person in charge of the Wasteland Divine Mountain, who has cultivated as an emperor, is rumored to be in awe of the elders of the major holy land clans, even if he lives in the Demon God Temple, he is not such a big demon who does not know the number of etiquette and has no one in his eyes, right?

Even if that's it, don't you even know the big people of their Peng clan? That is a middle-aged person who toasts, but a character who can sing with the elders of the Wasteland Divine Mountain, don't look at the thorns in his words, and don't take others in his eyes at all.

In fact, they have this capital, they are the strongest in the Emperor Zun Realm among the Peng clan, the famous Peng clan elders, and in a few months, they have made a name for themselves on the mainland, and even the big people of the Holy Land clan have personally praised them, and they are only a little short of reaching the realm of saints.

The girl was disdainful in her heart, thinking to herself that this distinguished guest who lived in the Demon Temple of the Divine Mountain in the Wasteland could not be a fledgling cultivator, right?

Could it be that he is the illegitimate son of some big man on the Divine Mountain in the Wasteland, so he doesn't dare to show his face in front of outsiders, and he doesn't dare to sit at the same table with them and stay here?

Bai Qing turned around and was about to walk down the mountain, when suddenly an arrogant and cold voice came from behind him, "Stop!"

Bai Qing turned around, it was the young man wearing the golden silk ribbon, he walked to the top of the steps, looking down at Bai Qing, "Who are you?"

Although the young man's words seemed domineering, Bai Qing looked at him and shook his head slightly, he still tried to be as peaceful as possible, not wanting to hurt the friendship between the Wasteland Divine Mountain and the Peng Clan for no reason, so he said politely, "I am from a place further west, this time we came to seek the help of the Divine Mountain, not from the Demon Clan, but I heard that the Wasteland Divine Mountain had a guest, so I thought of finding an opportunity to come and have a look." ”

A woman from the Peng clan smiled lightly.

And one of the young men of the Peng clan joked softly, "The big man didn't know anything before!"

The middle-aged man of the Peng clan led by him looked at the beautifully dressed Peng youth and said with a smile, "Okay, you are rude, don't be rude to this little brother!"

"How did I tell you before, when you leave your own territory, you can't just find people right and wrong, are you trying to do it again?"

The young man took it with one hand, condescendingly, his right hand leaned out slightly, and a divine sword appeared in his hand, the tip of the sword pointed obliquely at Bai Qing, ignoring the middle-aged words, staring at Bai Qing and asking, "How many years of cultivation, is it now the Zun Realm, or the quasi-Emperor Realm?"

Bai Qing's eyes flickered, nodded at the people of the Wasteland Divine Mountain, turned around and left, not planning to pay attention to this fledgling born in the Peng clan.

He wants to talk to others, but it doesn't mean that he can talk to everyone, on the contrary, for these strangers of the Peng clan, Bai Qing doesn't want to provoke, let alone be afraid.

Luo Bin of the three clans, the people of the Shengjinling, the people of the Sima clan, the people of the Liu clan, and the pride of the Tianzhi of the Ancient Divine Sect who was killed by his brother, of course, the sparse Tianjiao of the Starry Sky Ten Thousand Clans who were killed, as well as the various Tianjiao who were above the Tianjiao Conference, their arrogance has been understood.

Although many of them were his brother's hands, he was not afraid, and now that he was alone here, he couldn't say that he was not afraid, but he just maintained the principle of not provoking if he could, he didn't like trouble, he just wanted to cultivate, and then go to find his brother.

The young man of the Peng clan holding the divine sword sneered and lightly skimmed, "This kind of waste, I am embarrassed to enter the Demon God Temple, and dare to show my face in front of us, I guess the person who taught you to cultivate just taught you to be timid and afraid, the same waste thing?"

The middle-aged eyes of the Peng clan narrowed slightly, his nephew has always been straightforward and fast-talking, and he has a stinky temper, which is really harmful.

Of course, it's not to harm one's own people, but to outsiders, if someone can't catch this sentence and goes up, then the follow-up can be imagined, generally speaking, his nephew wins.

He has always been proud of his nephew's cultivation talent, and he did not hide his praise, and directly threatened to protect his nephew.

The middle-aged man of the Peng clan is not willing to bully the small with the big, looking at your children and nephews, you have to persuade the young man not to provoke Bai Qing anymore, cultivate the mind, cultivate his nature, cultivate his heart, and cultivate the latter.

But the middle-aged knew that these words were not only inaudible to their own children and nephews, but also young and frivolous young people, who were not in the left ear and out of the right ear, with impatience on their faces, and after their elders finished speaking, they sneered behind their backs, just seeking happiness in their hearts.

Among the demon clans, the most cutting-edge power has been revealed in the recent past, but it is not the demon lord of the current desolate Divine Mountain, and now it is already the Holy Venerable Realm, and he has won the title of the head of the demon clan for this desolate divine mountain early.

The younger generation on the Wasteland Divine Mountain is even more proud of this, whether it is above this Divine Mountain, or outside, there must be a place for the Demon Clan of the Wasteland Sacred Mountain, every time that Demon Clan makes a move, his subordinates must have no life.

But it is the birth of such a demon lord, and it is very likely that he will be the leader of the demon clan in the future.

Besides, this demon lord is not very old, and he is the same as him, thinking that he has been in the Emperor Venerable Realm for a long time, and that demon lord is already in the Holy Venerable Realm, and he is a strong man in the Holy Venerable Realm.

Under the Wasteland Divine Mountain, there have been many demon clan branches, such as the chaos of today, the demon clan of this heaven and earth, as long as there are no variables, who else can really challenge the authority of the Wasteland Divine Mountain.

So the younger generation can only compete, which is why they came here this time.

Wanting to take this opportunity to explore the essence of this wasteland, although their Peng clan was born not long ago, it was naturally impossible to provoke a demon clan powerhouse in the Saint Venerable Realm, and the key to it fell on these younger generations.

However, this demon lord has not shown up for nearly a year, and it is not because he is disappointed about the situation in this world, and it is rumored that there are two godless realms among the human race.

There is also the fact that the demon lord seems to be contrary to the younger generation of the current Wasteland Divine Mountain in terms of concept, especially the attitude towards the human race, which makes many demon clans dissatisfied.

It's just that the demon lord is powerful, so he shouldn't care about these details, and he doesn't care about what the young people under him think, whether he likes it or not, and he doesn't care about it.

As for its whereabouts, it was even more mysterious, and even the elders on the Divine Mountain in the Wasteland had not revealed it.

Hearing the yin and yang strange words of the young man holding the divine sword, even Bai Qing, who was usually gentle and temperamental, suddenly stopped and turned his head to look at the figure on the steps.

He doesn't know much about the so-called rules of the demon clan, let alone the arrogance in the mouths of these Peng clans, but Bai Qing feels that there is some truth in this world, which is accurate in this world, and some things are even more right and wrong.

The two grandfathers who taught him to cultivate, and the elder brother who treated him like a younger brother, these things were handled very well.

Fortunately, the middle-aged man of the Peng clan had already walked to the young man's side, and said with a pretended face, "So arrogant and arrogant, how can your father let you go out to practice, I'm afraid it will be postponed for a while!"

The young man was furious in an instant, his arrogant expression was covered with frost, and the cold air was awe-inspiring, but the person in front of him was his uncle, and he was also the master who taught him the truth and supernatural powers, and the master was also half a father, not to mention that in front of so many outsiders, he didn't want to lose face for middle age.

Snorted coldly, he didn't continue to speak, turned around and walked to the side, turned his head to look at the sea of clouds in the mountains, only to feel upset and uneasy.

The middle-aged man looked at Bai Qing and said with a smile, "Little brother, don't blame me, my nephew doesn't understand the rules, and I, Zhan Tianhua, am here to make a compensatory deal with you." ”

Bai Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, looked at the young man on the side, then nodded at Zhan Tianhua, turned around and walked down.

In his heart, he almost felt extremely bad for Zhan Tianhua's son and nephew, because it reminded him of those people of the Holy Clan at the beginning, who were also like this, don't look at this Zhan Tianhua is making amends to him, in fact, his heart is also extremely selfish.

He followed his brother to walk in this world, and he seemed to be napping on weekdays, but in fact, he saw everything around him very carefully, and some things knew the good and bad at a glance.

I don't understand whether it's a human or a demon clan, there is a little power behind him, so he is so arrogant.

It's weird!

Bai Qing sighed for his brother more and more when he thought of this scene, anyway, there are always some people who are self-righteous and want to find a sense of existence in others, his brother was saddened, and now, he himself has encountered such a thing in this desolate divine mountain, which is really annoying.

Obviously, he just came to take a look, but he couldn't get around it, and he was always in trouble, which made Bai Qing sigh.

Bai Qing left without speaking, this detail suddenly made the young man of the Peng clan who was angry with a belly completely unable to suppress the pride and anger in his heart, turned around suddenly, and scolded sharply, "The dignified Peng Clan Emperor Realm Elder personally apologized to you, you evil beast didn't say a word?

Bai Qing's front paws just stopped an inch on the steps, his figure froze, and then he turned around expressionlessly, and the cluster of divine flame-like lapis marks on his eyebrows burned like a green gold divine sun, looking at the young man of the Peng clan, "Do you want to fight, or do you want to die?"

Bai Qing has been in the Wasteland Divine Mountain during these years, he has always been a man who does not leave the door, he is silent, and his mood is really not too good, the elders and disciples of the demon clan on the Wasteland Divine Mountain have seen some clues, and the first demon clan elder of the Wasteland Divine Mountain is also very restrained, even if there are some things, he will not disturb him.

So even if he might need Bai Qing's help this time, he was just invited to take a look, and he didn't care about how Bai Qing acted, just to let Bai Qing settle the thoughts in his heart alone.

Although these demon clans are not as good at observing words and emotions as the human race, at the same time, the demon clan, they can still feel Bai Qing's feelings.

The young man of the Peng clan walked to the top of the steps, looked down at Bai Qing and sneered, "Okay, what I'm waiting for is what you say, I want to see how much ability a wild wolf can live in the Demon God Temple?"

The many demon clans in the Wasteland Divine Mountain are all staring at each other, and this young man of the Peng clan is so loud that he actually wants to test how much ability Bai Qing has?

Don't be beaten to death!

They didn't stop it, even the Emperor Venerable Realm elders of the Wasteland Divine Mountain were silent, with banter in their eyes.

Bai Qing walked up the steps step by step, stepped on the top of the steps, glanced at the Asgard in front of him, and the next sentence made all the creatures in the Asgard Palace feel terrified, "Life and death are conceited?"

He turned his head to look at the middle-aged man of the Peng clan, "Does it count?"

The middle-aged man of the Peng clan saw Bai Qing's calm and indifferent appearance, and said in a deep voice, "Little brother, it's okay to fight, no matter what the victory or defeat, I won't interfere, but I don't want to fight to death, just stop at the point, don't hurt everyone's harmony, how about it?"

Bai Qing sneered in his heart, Amiable, you Peng clan are also embarrassed to say harmony?

came to provoke one after another, came to question him from the beginning, and now is amicable to him?

The square-faced elder of the demon clan on the Wasteland Divine Mountain, "Bai Qing Gongzi, let's learn, how about it?"

The Peng clan was about to speak out in the seventh year, and the middle-aged Zhan Tianhua of the Peng clan glared at him with a cold look in his eyes, and the young man who had almost never seen such a stern side of his uncle was also so frightened that he was so frightened that he didn't dare to talk to the damn wolf clan anymore.

Zhan Tianhua stared at Bai Qing deadly, and said in a deep voice, "If you want to live and die conceitedly, I won't agree, but if it's just a discussion, even if it's a key point, I'm willing to suffer a little for my nephew." ”

I hope he can take advantage of this opportunity to know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, the mountains are outside the mountains and the outsiders, and he should not be above the top. ”

"Self-righteousness, after learning a little something, I think I am invincible among the young generation on the mainland!"

At the end, Zhan Tianhua, a middle-aged man of the Peng clan, turned his head and glanced at his own son and nephew, in front of so many outsiders in the Wasteland Divine Mountain, such a tone could be said to be extremely harsh.

Teaching children in person and enlightening behind their backs, this is probably the world in the hearts of elders.

Bai Qing took a deep breath, "Then let's learn!"

Zhan Tianhua, who was standing beside his nephew, lowered his voice and said to his nephew, "Haoran, remember to be proportionate, be a man and leave a line, don't forget that this is the Wasteland Sacred Mountain, and he is also a distinguished guest of the Wasteland Sacred Mountain, not to mention that his path is getting narrower and narrower!"

Obviously, Zhan Tianhua is still more optimistic about his children and nephews, but as an elder, there are some truths that still need to be mentioned.

It's good to be young and vigorous, but before you get to know the details of Bai Qing, you still can't act rashly.

The young man of the Peng clan who was holding the divine sword looked at Bai Qing on the edge of the steps and pulled the corners of his mouth, "Uncle Hua, I know it in my heart." ”

The surrounding people moved the venue aside, and for a while, only Bai Qing and Zhan Haoran, a young man from the Napeng clan, were left in the field of more than thirty zhang.

The divine sword in Zhan Haoran's hand was shocked, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a contemptuous smile was revealed, only to see his toes lightly, and his figure disappeared in place in an instant.

Suddenly, as if a blazing sun appeared in the cold winter season, countless golden sword lights shrouded the sky, and thousands of sword qi roared.

Zhan Haoran held the divine sword in his hand and wrapped thousands of sword qi, and it came in an instant, and the momentum was huge.

Bang!

There was a dull sound of thunder in the field, and out of the corner of everyone's eyes, they saw that the silver-white figure in the field suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, Bai Qing's figure appeared head-on in front of Zhan Haoran, who was killing with a sword, and with a claw, Zhan Haoran's mighty sword qi was instantly broken, and the claws of the silver-white figure suddenly bombarded Zhan Haoran's forehead.

With a single blow, Bai Qing's figure bounced back to the ground, retracted his claws, and stood in place in a dashing manner, as if he had never moved.

And Zhan Haoran, a young man of the Peng clan, was like a golden meteor, slapped by a claw in the air, directly past everyone, and finally hit the gate of the fairy palace heavily, roaring and shaking, life and death are unknown.

The crowd was dumbfounded.

Compete on both sides.

One side is huge, but the power is as small as ...... No.

One side simply did not have a momentum, just stood quietly in place, and the shot was a thunderous blow.

Bai Qing turned to leave, but when he left, his paws also collected the hair on his head, as if it was a little messy, leaving a back for the demons.

It turned out that this was the distinguished guest of the Wasteland Sacred Mountain.

It seems to be tepid, and the shot is a storm.

Zhan Yuehua's expression was solemn, her body twisted, she didn't care about being frightened and Bai Qing's strength, her figure flashed, and she quickly swept towards Zhan Haoran, who had slipped from the gate of the Immortal Palace, and helped her son and nephew up.

The elders of the demon clan in the Wasteland Divine Mountain looked as usual, but the younger generation was amazed, "Is this Mr. Bai Qing's strength?"

Among the Peng clan, Qing Bang, who was holding the best treasure folding fan, put away the folding fan with a bang, and looked at the silver-white figure that was fading away, it was definitely a big demon in the imperial realm!

Could it be that he is the inheritor of the Demon Emperor of other demon clan branches? Just because this world is about to be chaotic, and now the Wasteland Divine Mountain is famous, he has to come to seek the Tao?

Otherwise, he really couldn't think of anyone who could teach such a young Emperor Realm Great Demon Tianjiao to enter the Emperor Realm earlier than those Heavenly Pride on the continent.

Yang Hai looked at the two figures in front of the Immortal Palace with a shocked expression, looked at Fang Yan and couldn't help but ask softly, "Then Zhan Haoran won't be killed, right?"

The square-faced elder gently rubbed the wine glass in his hand, smiled without saying a word, and just looked at Bai Qing's figure that gradually disappeared into the sea of clouds.

The demon clan elder who was sitting on the main seat explained with a smile, "Don't worry, Zhan Gongzi will naturally not have any big deal, Bai Qing Gongzi just hit Zhan Gongzi with brute force, and his soul was slightly shocked, it will not hurt his body and soul, this time, Bai Qing Gongzi temporarily withdrew his hand, probably as Elder Zhan said before, he didn't want his path to go narrower and narrower."

If Bai Qing, who was going down the mountain, heard this, he didn't know if he would turn around directly and roast this elder with a mouthful of green gold divine flames, the avenue or something, he knew it in his heart, as for why he didn't kill it?

What he had promised before was to learn from each other, and besides, he didn't want to get into any trouble.

Moreover, the people of the Peng clan are so arrogant and humiliated, there will definitely be a lot of small actions afterwards, and when he is a killer again, who dares to say that he is wrong?

Moreover, he dared to mention his parents, isn't he looking for death?

Sure enough, Zhan Yuehua helped Zhan Haoran to return to his seat, and with Zhan Yuehua's help, Zhan Haoran had slowly sobered up, except for looking embarrassed, his spirit was acceptable.

It's just that this time he lost his big face, in front of so many outsiders, he lowered his head, his eyes were full of resentment, he pinched the wine glass in his hand with one hand, and covered his forehead with the other, his face was red.

The young man of the Peng clan, who was not too big to join in the fun, stretched his neck and looked at Bai Qing, whose figure had been blurred, and exclaimed, "Wow, what a big man who is really deep and long!"

At this moment, several figures fell one after another in front of the immortal palace on the top of the mountain, Mo Yaoyao glanced at the people of the Peng clan coldly, stopped on Zhan Haoran's body, and snorted softly.

Then they found their own seats and sat down, they had seen the previous things in the distance, this proud son of the Peng clan was simply looking for death.

Even his brother dared to speak disrespectfully, if that person was present, just by virtue of the previous words, this Zhan Haoran would be a thousand and eight hundred times.

That is, Bai Qing didn't want to cause any trouble to the Wasteland Divine Mountain, otherwise, if a mouthful of the green gold divine flame was really baked, the elders of the Wasteland Divine Mountain would dare to reprimand a few words at most.

Mo Yaoyao's gaze looked at the elder sitting on the main seat, the elder was dressed in black, with black hair, and his face was as cold as a knife, feeling Mo Yaoyao's gaze, he just smiled and shook his head slightly.

The group of the Peng clan also looked at Mo Yaoyao, and the young man of the Peng clan who was like a scholar with a folding fan in his hand looked at Mo Yaoyao, wearing a green shirt, his body was exquisite, and his face was as round as mutton fat.

The corners of the scholarly young man's mouth were slightly upturned, and he had such an amazing pair of long legs, and the departing wolf demon was afraid that he didn't know the customs here.

Only the descendants of the demon clan who have formed a human body like them know that this is the most beautiful scene in the world, and I don't know how many men have been injured.

Mo Yaoyao's eyes glanced at the scholar coldly, and her cold eyes hung in the scholar's heart like a sharp sword.

The scholarly young man of the Peng clan sighed in his heart, and secretly exclaimed, "What sharp eyes!"

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In the West Fire Spirit Continent, Xia Ziyu followed the crowd and rushed to the selection venue.

He didn't go for any knowledge, but he had been in this capital for nearly half a month, so why did he have to go and see it in person, otherwise he would be sorry for waiting for so long.

Although this capital city only needs one divine thought to be completely covered, how can it be seen clearly with your own eyes.

In this selection, many cultivators were already waiting for good, but now that the conference was approaching, they were even more impatient, and one by one they seemed to see their infinite prospects, and they desperately squeezed forward.

But for some people, even a few words can be chilling because they're not ready.

The top young generation of this dynasty each went out to compete in this selection, and the winner could get a place, so that they could soar to the sky.

This is a battlefield of young and handsome people, but it seems that the dynasty wants to preserve the living force, and only divides victory and defeat, not life and death.

Although there are often people who are at war with life and death, everything depends on the intentions of both sides, but everyone knows that once a practitioner meets in the outside world and sees a grudge, it is very likely that they will fight to the death.

At the critical moment of the future competition, according to the temperament of these young generations, most of them have to separate life and death.

And many of the cultivators who were already standing on the field were all murderous and war-like.

As if they hadn't fought yet, everyone on the viewing platform felt a strong bloody atmosphere.

It seems that on the battlefield, there is already a clash of swords and swords.

All the young people were not famous before, it can be said that they are unknown, and they are not even as famous as the officials of one party, but in such a selection battlefield that can stand out, how can they be child's play?

Xia Ziyu walked up to the viewing platform, casually handed over a spirit stone to the officials who maintained order, and then found a place to do it at random.

The selection battlefield is not very big, for Xia Ziyu, the small one is a little pitiful, but in the eyes of others, this battlefield is already very large, and the battlefield of hundreds of zhang can accommodate how many people to fight.

Some people who are close only feel that they are in the middle of the battlefield and can see very clearly, but if they are farther away, they can still see clearly, but they will still feel unhappy.

Furthermore, when the monk strikes, some are as fast as thunder, some are as powerful as a thunderbolt, and some are as subtle as a single hair, or they can be thunderous.

The true meaning of the avenue contained in the supernatural power is fleeting, of course, close observation is the best choice, which is also the reason why the viewing platform in front of it is already overcrowded.

Therefore, the positions of these viewing platforms were divided into three, six, nine and so on, and the positions of the first three rows were extremely spacious, not only prepared some snacks and wines, but also some high-class palace maids trained and cultivated by the dynasty, with good appearance.

As for whether the person sitting in the first three rows appreciates it, that's another matter, but this heart is respected, and people can't find any flaws.

Xia Ziyu delivered spirit stones, not gold and silver coins, the official saw Xia Ziyu walk to the last row by himself, and looked at the spirit stone in his hand and seemed to have some uneasy conscience, so he stepped forward and invited Xia Ziyu to the first row.

Xia Ziyu was stunned, seeing that the official was begging for mercy in front of him, and he couldn't drive it away, the spirit stones had already been taken out, so naturally there was no reason to take it back, and in the end he couldn't resist the official, so he could only follow the official to the first row and sit down.

Because you can't use magic spells without authorization, and your body is suspended in the air, it's too unlikely, everyone wants to occupy a higher field of vision, and the scene will be even more chaotic.

Therefore, the people in the first three rows are some wealthy people in the dynasty, and the back is no different from the people in the market.

The official was familiar with the matter here, helped Xia Ziyu open the way, and came to the seat unimpeded, the position was excellent, and when he finally left, he also handed over a token to Xia Ziyu's hand.

This made Xia Ziyu arouse a lot of curious eyes at once, that silver-white hair, golden hairband, and carrying a long sword, could it be that he was a child of the immortal family who roamed the rivers and lakes?

The two palace maids beside Xia Ziyu took advantage of the fact that the selection had not officially started, and they talked to Xia Ziyu about the regulations of the general election, as well as the many wonders of the snacks and drinks on the table.

Xia Ziyu smiled lightly and looked at the dim sum and wine on the table, it is indeed a good thing for ordinary people, that dim sum is made of tea leaves containing aura, which can prolong life, clear the liver and eyes, and is the favorite of those dynasty officials.

But for him, such a thing is really useless, at most it is used to satisfy his cravings, just like the tea boiled by Tianyang is just a pastime.

Of course, he would not embarrass the two palace maids and echo their words.

The tea leaves used to make the dim sum were the famous bitter snake orchid of the dynasty here, and it was highly regarded among these officials.

If you have a good meeting, it must be to cook a cup or two, there is a good run, and you have to send a box of bitter snake orchid by hand, which is a kind of beautiful meaning of bitterness.

As for the wine or something, it is much inferior to this bitter snake orchid, after all, the bitter snake orchid is cultivated by the heaven-level forces and is in the preaching dynasty.

The connection between the big forces above and the dynasties below is much closer than Xia Ziyu imagined, unlike in Kunlun Divine Continent, where a secular immortal has many ways to go to Shangzong, and even in his lifetime, he may not be able to find the existence of heaven-level forces and holy land clans.

And in this West Fire Spirit Continent, there may be this gap between the two, but after all, there are all kinds of bridges, and there are various interests between the courtesies and exchanges.

Xia Ziyu listened to the words of the two palace maids, and on the other hand, he looked at the people around him silently, the most important thing was the people in the first three rows, there was no suspense, these people were all from heaven-level forces, and there were even disciples of the Xiang clan.

He looked around and found that these people except him, the rest of the people did not have any decorations, even if they were carrying the sword, they were also quick and neat, which was like him, with a sword on his body, a golden hairband between the ends of his hair, a quaint wine jug around his waist, and a jade pendant that pierced the eyes.

He suddenly felt that he was full of jewels, shining, and upright, didn't he make it clear to the world that I was carrying a heavy treasure?

Xia Ziyu shook his head helplessly, and didn't care about other people's eyes, anyway, he didn't care about these external things, the artist was bold, and that's what he said in this Jianghu.

When the strong man sees something on his body, he will only look at it, but that sword has some weight, and he has to have a life to take it, as for those who take a fancy to his things, it will be wiped out in a snap of his fingers.

Xia Ziyu smiled indifferently, not paying attention to the people around her, but looking at the battlefield, shielding her gaze, staring intently, and seemed to look extremely serious.

Xia Ziyu suddenly remembered something, it seemed that until now, he didn't know which heaven-level forces he came to select this time, and what the heaven-level forces under the Xiang clan were, he had been here for half a month, and he had forgotten to inquire.

Thinking of this, he shook his head and smiled slightly, he seemed to have a problem with his mentality, and there seemed to be no difference between him and those who were on top, and he didn't seem to pay much attention to these things.

He opened his mouth to let the two palace maids beside him also eat some snacks, and the two palace maids shook their heads vigorously again and again, and the two palace maids quietly pointed to the officials standing at the entrance of the viewing platform.

Xia Ziyu knew in her heart, so she asked, "Can I take some back and eat them?" Or can I just sit here and eat?"

A palace maid's face turned slightly red, and she said embarrassedly, "Childe, it seems that it is okay to take it away, but it seems that no one has ever done this." ”

Xia Ziyu grinned, generous, and waved the dim sum on the table in general, slightly accentuating his voice, "Such a good dim sum, I have to add a little bit of it back to me, let it chew it slowly, and eat it well." ”

The two palace maids almost didn't find a crack in the ground to get into, why could a very good-looking son do such a contemptible thing in public.

The people around looked at Xia Ziyu in surprise, followed by laughter, whispering slightly, and looking at Xia Ziyu with a look of disdain and contempt.

It turned out to be a chick who had never seen the world.

Some people in the dark were already eyeing him, but Xia Ziyu smiled slightly and looked at the official on the viewing platform.

The officials are also speechless, doesn't this make it clear that they are really playing tricks on others?

Xia Ziyu quietly waited for all the people involved in the selection to arrive, waiting for the start of the big battle.

It's just that at this moment, a divine consciousness transmission sounded in his mind, a little familiar and unfamiliar, and his voice was soft, "Young Master Xia!"

Xia Ziyu's eyes condensed slightly, and his thoughts instantly surged in all directions, but before he could find the person, he heard a person.

At the Tianjiao Conference, Xia Ziyu saw her and Gu Sanhe and the others for the first time, and felt that her difference was like a Nine Heavens Xuannu, beautiful and incomprehensible.

It's just that I didn't have time to kill it at the beginning, but I never thought that she remembered herself.

If I'm not mistaken, she should be called, Si Yueshan!

Except for knowing that this woman's origin was the forbidden Tianjiao of the Ancient God Sect, Xia Ziyu knew almost nothing about anything else.

But looking at the battle at the beginning, this woman's status among the younger generation of the Ancient Ancient God Sect must not be low, and her strength is not bad, if it weren't for the Phantom Cloud Relief, and the forbidden Tianjiao of other Holy Land clans, whether she could be suppressed is two words.

According to Chu Tianling's joking words at the beginning, if at Xia Ziyu's age, there is a chance to make Si Yueshan, the proud daughter of the sky, a Taoist couple, I am afraid that many people are willing to give up their lives.

That soft voice continued to think in Xia Ziyu's mind, "Xia Gongzi, I don't know if you can come back now, the little woman has something important to discuss with you, and there are many people on weekdays, so I can only take this opportunity to talk to you." ”

The corners of Xia Ziyu's mouth raised slightly, glanced at the battlefield, and then responded, "Okay!"

Xia Ziyu got up and told the two palace maids that she was going out for a trip, and she would come back when she went.

The palace maid wanted to help open the way ahead, Xia Ziyu smiled and said No, he would not go wrong in this Kyoto.

Xia Ziyu silently left her seat and disappeared into the crowd.

The viewing platform is crowded with people, and it is crowded at a glance, although it is not as good as the viewing platform of the Tianjiao Conference, but it is also a lot.

In the end, a childish boy was too small to fight for territory, and he was shy like fighting with the world, standing behind in a daze, helpless.

With tears in his eyes, the child's eyes lit up, and he jumped on tiptoe, even if he was already standing on top of his actions, where could he see the battlefield below?

He came this time just to see the demeanor of those cultivators, and the reason why he was so embarrassed was because there was a little accident, because he had gone to school before, and his grandfather said that he would bring him with him, but by the time he returned home, the old man had long since disappeared.

Fortunately, he still needs some silver taels on him, otherwise he would not even be able to enter this viewing platform, and in front of him, there are children riding on the necks of adults, looking at the battlefield below with great interest, where he is still at a loss for what to do.

What did Mr. say about that, it's really better to be a human being than a god.

Three taels of silver is difficult for a hero, no, is it a child, the little boy pouted and looked at the crowd angrily.

Thinking, thinking, he wept again, and looked on tiptoe.

There is not a word in his grandfather's mouth to believe, he clearly said that he was going to take him with him, but now it's good, he can't even see anyone.

The big sparkling eyes are about to hold back tears.

As soon as he thought of this, the child, whose eyes were slightly red, got off the stool and sat down, deaf and holding his head with his hands, trying to see clearly ahead.

He inexplicably understood the meaning of the word blank, just like he was now, he wanted to go to the front, he had no money, he wanted to watch here, and he was not tall enough.

It's really inexplicable.

Could it be that he really should have cultivated with his father and mother? Could it be that when he came back here in the first place, he was wrong from the beginning.

Thinking of the real sadness, the childish boy had red eyes, clenched his small fists, red eyes, and gently tapped his heart, as if this would make him feel better.

The people around him looked at him like a fool, and the childish child pouted and grimaced.

He's not stupid, he's just choked on saliva before.

Then he suddenly found a hand stretched out in front of him, more delicate than a woman's, even his grandmother did not have such a beautiful hand.

On that hand was a piece of exquisite jade pendant token engraved with 'Tianzi Xi No. 3', he raised his gaze and saw a white, handsome face, even more delicate and beautiful than a woman, and a silver hair, very good-looking, the child's eyes widened, and he wondered: Hey, isn't this the big brother who lives next door to my house?

Xia Ziyu smiled, "That's right, I'm the one sitting next door to your house, if you want to go to see the competition, I can lend it to you, after you get to the first row, someone will naturally pick you up, and say that you are ...... Forget it, you just take it. ”

The childish boy opened his mouth wide and looked at Xia Ziyu blankly and stopped talking.

Xia Ziyu grabbed the child's hand, put the jade pendant in the child's two small hands, turned to leave, and waved his hand, "After you sit down over there, don't run around, remember to return the token to me." ”

Xia Ziyu thought as she walked, this little boy was too cute, and she was choked with saliva sadly.

It's just that you can't see the scene of the election, so sad?

Xia Ziyu, who happened to pass by before, was stunned, and the little man, his eyes were red.

But these are not the real reasons why Xia Ziyu handed out the token.

I just remembered that when I was young, in the spring, summer, autumn and winter, I endured the cultivation over and over again, and I also secretly cried.

He didn't worry that his token would be missing, or that it would be smuggled by the little boy, and that he would live next to his master's house.

Take 10,000 steps back and say that this token was issued by the dynasty, even if it is lost, the officials of the dynasty have the ability to find it.

Besides, he's covered in money now, and it's not ordinary money.

In the study room of the house where Xia Ziyu lived, a woman wearing a gold-rimmed white robe sat at the desk and gently flipped through Xia Ziyu's books.

The flowers and the moon are beautiful.

The woman held her cheeks with one hand and turned the pages with the other, her posture was lazy, and she also revealed an atmosphere that did not belong to the mortal world.

The woman at this time may be the most tempting of the world's pride, and it will make many taboo Tianjiao drink a pot of immortal wine and a pot of spirits, and they can't solve their worries from beginning to end.

That kind of love is the most heart-scratching.

It is those chic characters who have traveled all over the world and seen all the mountains and rivers, and they have to be broken for it.

However, a wisp of purple gold divine light swept by.

The edge of the sword has arrived, the cold light is shining, and the edge of the sword is against the woman's snow-white neck.

The handsome boy of the banshee stood in the doorway, and the glamorous fairy sat at the desk.

It's like a match made in heaven.

It's just that the sword is out of the sheath, and the sword is clear.