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Except for the fifteen of them, all the rest were monks from the foundation building period. They all glanced at them with disdain in their eyes.

"Even if it is the winner, in our eyes, what is the difference between him and an ant, and he doesn't pee and take pictures, is there any qualification to stand with us?"

"It's good to have a baby, what are you complaining about? Isn't this the case at every Treasure Hunt Conference? There are many strong people, and today's situation looks good. Wait until you don't compete, I'll go!"

"It's better to be careful, it is rumored that among these disciples, one of them defeated Yue Mingxin, and I don't know which one it was. ”

"Come on, Pavilion Master Yue suddenly fell ill, otherwise, how could this kind of junior who has not yet built a foundation win, do you know what it means to win? Maybe it was because he was pitiful and deliberately let him play a game. ”

Everyone, you can say anything.

Lan Feng occasionally heard a few words, and he could only smile bitterly in his heart.

Should a disciple who has cultivated a little higher should laugh at a disciple who has cultivated a little lower? What kind of world is this?

However, since you have broken into the world of novels, you should adapt to the plot here, and I really can't figure it out, I only wrote twenty chapters of the novel before my death, how did the rest of the content come about. Shouldn't the whole world be destroyed after twenty chapters because of the author's eunuch?

He has now ignored a serious problem, that is, everyone's words are gradually approaching him.

Lan Feng sighed lightly, and could only shake his head helplessly, and at this moment, the afterglow froze.

He vaguely saw a dog.

Yes, that's right, a dog.

A white dog.

A dog with a leg missing.

The dog was a little old, his beard had turned white, but his eyes were piercing, and he watched everything around him vigilantly, preventing any enemies who wanted to harm his master.

Lan Feng paused, looked up, and saw that beside the dog, there was a gray-haired one-eyed old man, who was brushing his beard at this time, carefully watching the competition on the stage.

The first impression is really important, Lan Feng saw this scene, and instantly sighed in his heart, is this just a mutual affection and sympathy?

Out of curiosity, he narrowed his eyes, and his sense crept towards him.

"In the early stage of foundation building, he was not a master on the field......" Lan Feng was touching his chin and thinking, when the dog suddenly barked wildly, grinning in his direction.

Lan Feng's body was shocked, and he quickly retracted his gaze, took a deep breath, and quickly followed the team in front.

Relatively speaking, there are more disciples of Xuandemen in this test field.

At this time, Feng Jiechen, the head disciple of the Xuande Sect, was standing on the viewing platform in the center, scanning the fifteen disciples who had just been promoted.

"Disciple Chu Yunfeng......" he muttered to himself, his gaze resting on Lan Feng, frowning and trying to think about something.

Behind him, there was also a medium-sized young man with sword eyebrows, small eyes, hooked nose, and an ivory folding fan in his hand, fanning it vigorously.

His eyes were not very regular, and he glanced at some young female disciples from time to time, and couldn't help shaking his head and saying, "Although the figure is okay, it is still not as good as the Mo Li I met that day." ”

This man, if Lan Feng saw it at this time, he definitely didn't need to think about it, and he would immediately be able to report his name, Gong Fuyu.

"Brother Gong, that person looks a bit like the murderer who killed his junior brother in the Hundred Beasts Forest seven years ago. Feng Jiechen touched his chin and said leisurely.

Gong Fuyu was stunned, his eyes instantly showed a fierce light, and he said coldly: "Which one are you talking about?"

"The last one, but I'm not sure for sure, after all, we've already mistaken a lot of people. Feng Juechen's brows furrowed.

Xie Wenque squinted his eyes and looked carefully, and when he saw Lan Feng, he instantly shook his head and smiled disdainfully: "It is absolutely impossible to be that coward." ”

"Coward, do you know him?" Feng Jiechen looked puzzled.

Gong Fuyu sneered, and said leisurely: "Yes, I think I saved his life on the way that day." ”

"Oh?" Feng Jiechen put down his hand, glanced at Lan Feng again, and muttered to himself: "But his appearance is really too similar to the person who controlled the spirit beast in the forest that day, is there really such a similar person in the world?"

Lan Feng has sneezed no less than twenty times since he went to Cuihua Peak, and he is also very depressed in his heart, who is he so concerned about him.

At this point, the team had come to the edge of the reserved vacant seats.

According to his habit, Lan Feng sat at the back of the line, and his eyes scanned the entire competition room.

The competition ground of Cuihua Peak and Meridian Peak can be said to be one heaven and one underground.

The whole structure is in the shape of an eight-pointed star. In the middle is a circular test table, made of pure gold, and the audience is divided into eight corners.

Lan Feng sat at the end of the line, that is, at the tip of the corner, although the place was narrow and could only accommodate one person, but the field of vision was very wide, and everything was clear in his eyes.

"What a majestic test field, what a luxurious test bench, this is just the test site for the foundation building period, I really don't know what a spectacular scene Tianji Peak will be, I look forward to it. ”

Lan Feng sighed in his heart, and glanced in the direction of Tianji Peak, there was smoke on it, and he could only faintly hear bursts of cheers, and he couldn't see the situation above at all.

Tianji Peak is the highest peak of Xuande Mountain, and there are no side peaks around for people to watch, Lan Feng can only shrug his shoulders helplessly, and secretly said that he can't go up at all.

On both sides of the test table, there are two huge golden palms, the palms are facing each other, and a transparent box is held high on it, and a treasure can be faintly seen in each box, exuding a powerful aura.

On the golden test table, there were two monks competing at this time.

Out of curiosity, Lan Feng patted the middle-aged man in front of him and asked, "Big brother, what's in the glass box?"

"What is the glass box?" the middle-aged man turned his head and stared at Lan Feng suspiciously.

"It's that glass ......" Lan Feng was suddenly stunned, remembering that it was not the 21st century, and smiled awkwardly: "Look, it's the box dragged by the big golden hand." ”

The middle-aged man turned his eyes and shook his head: "That's the glass box, which contains the chips of the two people on the field." ”

"Chips?" Lan Feng was a little puzzled, seeing that the middle-aged man was about to turn around, he hurriedly asked, "Is it the magic weapon they brought themselves? ”

"There is no ...... in rank," the middle-aged man shook his head, and then said: "This treasure hunting tournament has always been voluntary, and when it is your turn, you will take out your chips and wait for the opponent who likes your magic weapon to challenge you." ”

"Oh, that's right. Lan Feng nodded, touched his storage bag, and chuckled, "My little wind, I can finally see the light today." (To be continued.) )