The third person is the youngest. But about thirty. Ordinary appearance. It's the kind of thing that you forget when you throw it into the pile.

Roy. The small tribe is the most promising wizard. But now. has been replaced by Lin Xuan. Passed on his memories. Lin Xuanran recognized the two people in front of him.

The old man's name is Santo. He is one hundred and eighty years old this year. Those who have to cultivate immortals in the later stage of foundation building. Even though he had to be the highest. However, it has reached the end of its life. There can be no hope in this life.

Strong men are younger. But it is also more than 100 years old. And it didn't take long to build the foundation. The qualifications are just average.

Those low-level wizards don't say anything. Of the three, Roy is the most promising. Deeply respected by the elders.

Although the cave is on the same mountain. But on weekdays, they all practice separately. Rarely meet. Nod to each other. I said hello.

Lin Xuanran won't say much. Otherwise, wouldn't it be self-defeating to expose the flaws?

The old man's expression was pale. He pulled out a note from his bosom. Whispered a few words. Blew a breath. Suddenly turned into a flash of fire. Flew into the cave.

After a while. The clouds in front of me suddenly swelled violently. With a low, roaring sound. Like two sides apart. A passage was revealed.

The three of them glanced at each other. Then the old man was the leader. Lin Xuan was second. The strong man is the last in line. Uzuna flew in.

This is a cave house similar to Roy's cultivation. However, the area is much larger. Except for the practice room. Outside the living room. There is also a small medicine garden. Spirit Beast Room. Library ......

Although they are also immortal cultivators. But it has to be said. Wizards learn more than monks. Of course. It's not that that's a good thing. What exactly are the pros and cons. Still talking about it.

After the three of them entered the cave. Landed in a large stone chamber.

The stone chamber is circular in shape. The area is extremely vast. The height alone is seven or eight feet. Reiki is abundant. And surrounded by mountain walls. There are many marks of knife and axe. Apparently being forced. Forced to open up.

In the center of the stone chamber. There are small round pieces. Xiang Lu sank in. An old man with a strange appearance. Meditate below.

Although his face was also covered with wrinkles. But compared to that Santo. Noticeably younger. Chronological age though. But it's more than twice as big. This person is a sorcerer of the Ning Dan period.

"Elder. The three of them crossed their hands over their chests. Bow together.

"Hmm. The old man slowly opened his eyes: "It's all here." This time I call you. It's to discuss the affairs of the Witchcraft Conference. ”

"Witchcraft Conference?" Lin Xuan's brows furrowed slightly. Not impressed. Leud remembers. There is no such thing at all.

However, Lin Xuan glanced at it out of the corner of his eye. Two others. He looked surprised and delighted. Apparently this Witchcraft Convention. They know it all in their hearts.

It doesn't make sense, only Roy doesn't know what to say. Come to think of it. Lin Xuan couldn't help but smile bitterly. It seems that there was a problem with using Soul Searching at that time.

I have also received a lot of useful information. However, there is a small percentage of memory loss. It's like being shielded by some secret method.

A little foundation building wizard has such a skill. It really surprised Lin Xuan. This Witchcraft Convention. Light from the name. You can hear that it's extraordinary. Lin Xuan suddenly became attentive.

"Elder. Is it really going to be held now? Isn't it seven years before the holy fruit ripens? Why did it come so early?" asked Santo first. There was a look of surprise and enthusiasm on his face.

"Hmm. It was indeed a little earlier than expected. However, there is a scope for the ripening period of the holy fruit field. Up and down. Even with the great elder's supernatural powers. Occasional mistakes are expected. It's also very normal. The sorcerer explained with a smile. And Lin Xuan also remembered his name at this time. It's kind of weird. It's called Master of Dead Leaves. It is the head of the Tianmu faction in the past. The Deadwood True Person's Dao Number is somewhat similar.

The strong man's eyes also flashed. Show concern. However, it is the same as Lin Xuan. There is no opening.

"I summoned you this time. It's for the sake of the Witchcraft Convention. You also know the way. Witchcraft conventions have to compete. It is directly related to the distribution and attribution of the elixir refined by the Holy Fruit. And we are in the Heavenly Firmament. In antiquity. It was one of the few largest tribes in the Moyue Clan. Light is a primordial infancy wizard. There are a few of them. There is even no shortage of super strong people in the late Yuan Infant period. Can be in a battle with the Qin people. The losses were also the heaviest. Until now. Only a few thousand remained. There are only a dozen wizards in us. ”

Dead leaves are here. His face was full of silence. If it was in the heyday of the Heavenly Firmament. He is a small wizard in the early stage of Ning Dan. Don't talk about the elders. Even if it is the duty of protecting the Dharma. It's definitely not your turn.

"People are not prosperous. I went to check for all the newborn babies to have spiritual roots. In other words. For a short period of time. Clans do not add new wizards. Revival is far away. ”

That's all there is to it. Santo's face was as gloomy as the strong man's.

"So we should pay more attention to this witchcraft conference. If you can get a good place ranking in the competition. Then you can get more elixirs from refining the holy fruit. We can add a few new wizards to the Heavenly Firmament Division. ”

Hear here. Lin Xuan's heart moved. Faintly caught something. But it's a little vague. It's not very clear. But it's getting more and more concerned.

"This witchcraft contest. According to the ancient rules. Who attended. Must not be more than 100 years old. ”

Hear here. Both Santo and the strong man had disappointment on their faces. The two of them couldn't help but turn their eyes to Roy.

The wizard named Withered Leaf Condensation Pill also looked over: "Roy." It's up to you to come with me this time. Let's go back and get ready. Three days later we departed. ”

"Yes!"

Lin Xuan nodded. Respectfully bowed. No objections were expressed.

Half an hour later. Left the Dead Leaf Cave Mansion. Return to your own place. However, Lin Xuan was not idle. There is one more thing in hand that needs to be clarified urgently.

What exactly is a Witchcraft Convention?

Although from a few words. Lin Xuan heard something extraordinary. But Roy has to remember about it. It's completely blank. Not the slightest message remained.

But the "holy fruit". The "elixir" made Lin Xuan very interested. Why this thing allows the tribe to add a few new wizards? Could it be.

It was impossible for Lin Xuanran to ask others. I can only quietly flip through the classics.

Fortunately, this is not a secret. Soon, Lin Xuan found a record about the "Witchcraft Conference" in an ancient jade tube.

It all started from ancient times.

After losing the Great War with the Qin people. The Moyue Clan was forced to retreat to the poor mountains and bad waters. And their numbers have plummeted. So to speak. Youzhou is the second largest family. to the point of extinction.