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The insect room on the first floor is more lively, or more crowded, incubation, screening, evolution, breeding in the four rooms, filled with a large number of white neon ants, laying eggs and laying eggs, devouring and devouring, hatching and hatching, a busy and abnormal appearance. Even if he gave the spirit insect bag around his waist to the white neon ant, Han Xu still felt that the place was too small. Some of them are too slow.

However, I don't know why, the white neon ants can't enter the second layer of the Xuanhuang Imperial Spirit Tower, and the bloodthirsty lice and the silver-spotted poison-tailed scorpion definitely can't enter the first layer. It's like, when these spirit insects were included in the spirit tower, the Xuanhuang Imperial Spirit Tower had already set the location for these spirit insects. It's just that I don't know if it's based on potential or strength.

Retracting the power of divine thoughts, he casually touched out the Yuanhua Holy Body and decided it, now he has no demon beast blood for cultivation, but it does not prevent him from comprehending and comprehending.

Time came to the morning of the third day in a blink of an eye, and after Han Xu finished washing, he walked out of the stone house and walked towards the center of the gourd valley.

The morning sun is like fire, making the gourd valley warm and cool with a hint of warmth. The glow shines, making the sky above the gourd valley rainbows, walking in it, as if in an illusory space.

The gourd valley is still lively, even in the early morning, there are many monks coming and going.

Around the time of tea, Han Xu came to an open space similar to a football field. This open space is only a thousand zhang in size, surrounded by bungalows, and there is a stone platform in the middle of the open space, and the three big characters of Xuanwu platform are engraved on the foundation of the stone platform.

This is the place where some of the elder teachers and uncles of the sect take the stage to preach the Fa, and there are some seats around, and on the fifteenth day of the first day of each month, there will be the eldest teachers and uncles of each sect to come here to solve the confusion and teach the Dharma for the low-level disciples of the sect.

Han Xu couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he saw that there were many monks in the seats. And looking at the costumes of these monks, there are actually several major sects, but most of them are disciples of the Imperial Spirit Sect.

I secretly felt a little strange in my heart, today is not the first day of the new year, not the fifteenth day of the new year, let alone the time to preach the scriptures, I don't know what these people are doing here. Even if someone takes the stage to give a lecture today, the time is not right, and the identity of a monk should not be so complicated. Just when Han Xu was a little puzzled, someone gave an answer.

"Come on, come on, this is the kid named Han Xu. ”

"It's not very good-looking! not as handsome as me. It is really unreasonable to be able to get the favor of Senior Sister Chen Pan. ”

"I dare to provoke Wang Kun in this realm, I think this kid is either sick or stupid. ”

"The ten layers of the Early Yang Realm are very ordinary. To dare to pursue the goddess in my heart is really beyond my strength, what an abomination!"

The noise of the crowd was very loud, and they did not mean to avoid Han Xu at all.

"This kid is really unlucky, he actually provoked Wang Kun, wait, I'm afraid I don't even know how he died. ”

"By the way, have you heard? Wang Kun has already said that he will move the Supreme Elder Wang Mingkun and ask him to officially propose to form a partner with Senior Sister Chen after today's victory. ”

"Elder Wang Mingkun, my God! That's the existence of the True Yang Realm, right now, Senior Sister Chen is in trouble. ”

"Hmph, what are you talking about? Troublesome? I think it's a step to the sky! If you can get the favor of a Supreme Elder, do you still need to worry about cultivation in the future?"

"That's it, women! born to be played with. As long as you can live well, what difference does it make who you play. ”

When such a sentence came out among the crowd, Han Xu's face was a little ugly.

He can say whatever he wants, but no one is allowed to desecrate Chen Pan.

At that moment, he swept his eyes and immediately found that these words were said by a disciple of the Great Perfection of the Early Yang Realm.

Han Xu's figure flashed, and Ge Ran appeared in front of this person, raising his big hand, accompanied by a crisp voice, and a miserable scream came out.

"Grass, you say it again. Han Xu's face was pale, his face was hideous, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his round eyes.

The disciple who was beaten was caught off guard, and for a while he was taken by Han Xu's momentum. A full breath of time passed before I reacted.

"You, how dare you hit me?" After the beaten man reacted, he immediately turned his hand and took out a medium-grade spirit sword and stabbed at Han Xu.

Han Xu's figure flashed, he took a few steps back, and after letting the sword pass, he flipped his hand, and the floating light sword also appeared in his hand.

"Stop!" At that moment, a cold voice rang out. Then, a figure flashed in the corner of the square, and Wang Kun walked over with a group of disciples.

"Don't stop me, let me slaughter this little cub. How dare you beat Lao Tzu?" the beaten disciple shouted angrily.

"Song Zhong, today is the day of my challenge, and it is not your turn yet. As soon as Wang Kun waved his hand, several disciples behind him immediately rushed over and stopped the disciple named Song Zhong.

"You kid, it's really not a fuel-efficient lamp, and you dare to make trouble at this time. Wang Kun's eyes swept Han Xu coldly.

"Foul language, his heart should be punished. Han Xu dropped a sentence coldly and walked towards the stone platform.

"The time is not up, what are you panicking about," a sneer appeared on the corner of Wang Kun's mouth.

"What are you doing slowly, but you just want more people to see you playing majestic?" After Han Xu walked onto the stone platform, he immediately sneered coldly.

"Hmph! It's good that you know! However, there are still a few important guests who have not come, so the master can only let you be in the snort for a while," Wang Kun snorted disdainfully, his heart was full of pride, as if he had lived for more than 20 years, and only today was his most proud, most satisfied, and most freehand day.

When Han Xu heard this, he couldn't help frowning, and he couldn't help but believe a little in his heart about what everyone was talking about just now, after all, there would be no wind without holes

Suppressing the anxiety in his heart, Han Xu stood tall on the stone platform, his eyes slightly closed and his expression calm. No matter what he was going to face next, he decided not to back down.

Time passed, and in the blink of an eye, the square was full of monks, and the discussion became louder and louder. Suddenly, a shocking coercion swept in. The chatter in the square suddenly stopped.

Han Xu, who was on the stone platform, also felt it, and looked at the place where the coercion came from, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

There were more than a dozen new monks, and the leader was an old man with a bright head, the old man was dressed in a gray sermon robe, his gait was vigorous, and his reddish face was shining with a crystal luster. There is no sense of old dragon bell at all, but a crane-haired and childish appearance.

Behind the old man, followed by a middle-aged woman in her thirties with her head in a high bun, wearing dark blue women's clothes, holding a jade ruyi in her hand, her expression was calm, but her eyes looked a little indignant.

Behind this woman, there were four men and three women, Chen Pan and the girl named Ling'er, who were also among them.

Han Xu and Chen Pan's eyes paired, and they suddenly found that Chen Pan's gaze was full of sorrow.

"Uncle Lian, Uncle Ji," Wang Kun took the initiative to greet a few people and saluted with his fists.

"Hmm!" The old man at the head replied lightly, and then walked towards the Xuanwu platform. The beautiful woman, Chen Pan and others, walked to the side of Xuanwutai.

"Today, Elder Ben was entrusted by Uncle Wang to preside over the dispute duel between Wang Kun and Han Xu. ”

"Now, I declare the bet on the duel between the two. ”

"If Wang Kun wins this battle, Han Xu will travel and promise not to harass Chen Pan's nephew in the future. ”

"Han Xu won, not only canceling his previous promise, but at the same time, he can also get a thousand meritorious points. ”