The first spring breeze of the new year makes the frozen soil that has been cold for many days begin to show signs of relaxation, and even the sunshine has a bit of spring warmth, giving people a feeling of vitality.

Jian Wuya and Sima Xu stood at the entrance of the Four Realms to perform martial arts, looking at the crowds of people in front of them, Jian Wuyan and were quite surprised: "I didn't expect there to be so many people?"

Seeing so many people participating in the competition, Sima Xu was a little nervous, before today, he boasted in front of Feng Lingwan and her master Jingxu Fairy that he would definitely send the Obsidian Snow Dragon Sword to Tianyao Palace as a dowry. But looking at the thousands of contestants in front of him, Sima Xu felt a little unsure in his heart, could he and Jian Wuya really stand out from these people and win the first prize?

"You think too much, they're not all players. ”

Seeing what Sima Xu was thinking, Feng Lingwan walked to Sima Xu and Jian Wuya's side and explained to them: "These people are not all contestants, there are some of the players' elders or brothers who are here to watch the competition. ”

Feng Lingwan pointed to a long queue in the distance of the crowd, and said with a smile: "Let's hurry up and sign up first, otherwise we don't know how long we will have to wait."

Jian Wuya looked at the long line in front of him, there were a lot of people, it would take a lot of time just to sign up, and he didn't know what cumbersome procedures there were after entering the venue, so Jian Wuya asked: "Wind girl, you seem to know the process of performing martial arts in the four realms, can you tell me about the two of you?"

Feng Lingwan smiled at Jian Wuya and Sima Xu, and hooked Sima Xu's soul away: "According to my senior sister, the first day of the martial arts performance in these four realms is a audition, no matter how many applicants there are, they will arrange to compete with each other, win and enter the next round, until the top eight are selected to enter the finals!

"Your senior sister?"

Jian Wuya thought for a moment and asked, "But the leader of the last Four Realms martial arts, Mu Shenxue, the senior disciple of Tianyao Palace?"

Feng Lingwan nodded: "Does Wuya also know my senior sister?"

"I've heard of it, but I've never had the privilege of seeing it. ”

The three of Jian Wuya chatted while queuing, and it took a full hour before they signed up for the pre-selection venue.

After entering the venue, Jian Wuya found that this venue was an incomparably empty hall, not to mention the size of an acre of land, and there were eight rings in the hall.

Looking around very casually, there are hundreds of people in this venue, and at first glance there is no shortage of good players, among which there are several people who are also aware of the sword, such as the gray-robed young man who is standing with his hands not far away. This person is not only known by the sword, but also by Sima Xu, who is known as the strongest among the younger generation in the rivers and lakes, the young master of the Jiang clan in the Vermilion Bird Realm, Jiang Yucheng.

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that he stepped into the Qi Transformation Stage at the age of twelve, and even defeated his brother who was at the peak of the Spirit Silence Period two years ago to become the next patriarch of the Jiang clan, which can be said to be a genius among geniuses!

Jian Wuya sighed and suddenly felt a cold gaze, and turned his head to see that a purple-clothed knife man with a knife in his hand was leaning on the corner and looking at him.

Jian Wuya carefully looked at this purple-clothed swordman, this person is different from Jiang Yucheng, Jiang Yucheng shows confidence and domineering, and his powerful martial arts are not restrained in the slightest, and he still feels powerful, but this person is the opposite!

Jian Wuya couldn't detect a trace of breath from him, if it weren't for the fact that this person's gaze was too cold at him, Jian Wuya would not have been able to detect the existence of this person, but what surprised Jian Wuya the most was the weapon in the hand of this swordsman, which was actually the Long Yuan Blade!

It turned out to be the night rain...

Although Night Rain Canglan had already dealt with the Jian Wuya Fist Wind Family, at that time, Night Rain Canglan was dressed in black and masked from beginning to end, so to this day, Jian Wuya has been able to see his true face.

So you look like this...

Jian Wuya smiled at Ye Yu Canglan, this Night Yu Canglan's appearance is actually quite good, not only his face is handsome, but he also has a pair of deep and bright eyes, and there is a scar at the tip of the left eyebrow, but it does not make his face ugly, but adds a bit of martial artist's fortitude. It's exactly the type that those little girls who are new to the world like...

At this time, Ye Yu Canglan naturally didn't know what Jian Wuya was thinking, he nodded towards Jian Wuya, and pointed to his knife again, as if to tell Jian Wuya: I said, there will be a battle between you and me.

Just when Jian Wuya and Ye Yu Canglan looked at each other, Sima Xu pulled the corner of Jian Wuya's clothes very inappropriately, and laughed ugly: "Wu Wu Wu, look, there is a monk over there who is asking for food!"

"Huh?"

Jian Wuya looked over with Sima Xu's gaze, there was really a monk who was turning into a relationship!

I saw a young monk in a simple blue monk's robe sitting cross-legged in the corner of the venue, with a broken bowl in front of him, and there was a little broken silver in the bowl...

"Let's go, let's go check it out too!"

Sima Xu pulled Jian Wuya and Feng Lingwan, wanting to join in the fun, Jian Wuya looked back at the location where the night rain was just now, where was there any trace of him, so he had to be pulled by Sima Xu.

Pulled by Sima Xu into the crowd of onlookers, Jian Wuya also observed this monk, this monk's behavior is indeed a little weird, some players respectfully put down the silver taels in his broken bowl and gave him a salute, and the monk didn't open his eyes, just gave a salute to everyone who put money in his bowl.

Sima Xu asked curiously, "Monk, what kind of scripture are you reciting?"

"Amitabha, the poor monk recites the mantra of rebirth."

... Isn't this for the dead to be excessive?

"Stinky monk, what are you going to do for yourself? ”

Many people began to make irresponsible remarks about this monk, and even spoke obscenities, saying that this monk was not kind. When everyone was disagreeing, a young man in pink clothes of fifteen or sixteen years old squeezed into the crowd, cowered and took out a gold ingot from his body and put it in the monk's broken bowl, and then quickly ran away.

"Little boy Dongmen, don't be deceived again. ”

"Really, Dongmen boy, you really have no money to spend. ”

Some people in the crowd who knew the pink-clothed young man ridiculed him, and the pink-clothed young man still looked cowering, and whispered: "I read what is written in the book, monks can't lie, they are all a group of good vegetarians, he must have encountered some difficulties to beg for money here." ”

Asking for money? Could it be that this monk is asking for wealth for others?

Jian Wuya looked at this monk, only to feel that this monk was afraid that it was not simple, and in the face of many doubts, this monk did not open his mouth to defend himself, and did not seem to take their words to heart.

A silver ingot was put into the bowl, and Jian Wuya asked, "Why did this master turn his fate here, can you tell us?"