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The middle-aged man touched his stomach, and a yellow booklet instantly appeared in his hand, coughed lightly, and said: "This treasure selection, logically speaking, is carried out in order according to the order of your retreat growth and cultivation. However, the magic weapon has always recognized the Lord, which is not directly related to the monk's cultivation, if it is according to the ranking, it is breaking my rules here!"

As he spoke, he opened the booklet, glanced at it at random, his expression moved, and he read aloud: "The king, who is the king?"

All the disciples began to talk about it, their eyes wandering in the crowd, looking around for the person the middle-aged man called.

The king was staring at the snickering disciples viciously, and when he heard his name, he was stunned at first, glanced at Lan Feng, and immediately showed a look of surprise, sorted out his clothes, stretched out his hand and waved, and responded loudly: "King, here!"

Everyone's eyes went straight to the back of the line.

"Alas, I suddenly found that the name is unique and has this benefit, the Treasure Pavilion is so magical, he can choose at will, I am really envious!" A female disciple pouted and looked at the king who walked out of the crowd with a look of envy.

"I've heard of this man, he was practicing in the last cave at that time, but he didn't grow much!" a man next to him chimed in.

"But it's good for the elders to follow such rules, maybe I'll be next, I'm looking forward to it!" a tiger-headed disciple had a longing look on his face.

"You are the king, come, come up!" the middle-aged man at the door of the Treasure Pavilion beckoned to the king with a smile.

The king took Lan Feng and stepped forward together, bowed deeply to the middle-aged man, and pleaded: "Elder, this is the brother who lives with me, the two of us come together, see if you can let us go in together!"

Originally, I thought that the king wanted him to accompany him, but I didn't expect this intention, Lan Feng smiled embarrassedly, waved his hand at the middle-aged man, and said, "Elder, I'm just accompanying him up, don't mind, it's my turn then, I'll go in again!"

"Your name is Lan Feng?" the middle-aged man asked as he glanced Lan Feng up and down.

Lan Feng nodded.

"Well, since you're here, it's fate. The middle-aged man smiled at Lan Feng and nodded, his hand circled his stomach, and said, "But in order to avoid the influence of others, it's better to go in one by one, you can go next!"

"Elder Xie!" Lan Feng nodded as usual, but he was a little surprised in his heart, he glanced at the king and took half a step back.

"You keep calling me Elder, it sounds so awkward! I'm not an Elder, I'm just a janitor of Chu Yunfeng, my name is Li Le, just call me Brother Li, how kind is this!" the middle-aged man said loudly to everyone, and walked into the attic with the king.

Lan Feng touched his chin with one hand and looked at the person in front of him, for some reason, he had an indescribable feeling.

At this moment, he saw a group of people walking towards him.

"Lan Feng, your news is quite good!" only to see Xie Wenque walking out of this group of people, staring at him with a smile.

"No one knows about such a big thing as a magic weapon, right?If it weren't for the king's long eyes, I'm afraid someone would come to my residence tomorrow to inform me!" Lan Feng glanced at Xie Wenque with dissatisfaction and snorted lightly.

"I'm in charge of notifying the news, it's not that I don't want to inform you about this matter, it's just that I mistakenly think that you are the last one, and I haven't had time yet!" Xie Wenque looked at Lan Feng with bad intentions, waiting for him to help but strike first.

Lan Feng was indeed very annoyed when he heard this, but with his strong endurance, he suppressed the anger in his heart and turned away without saying anything.

Xie Wenque was a little disappointed by Lan Feng's reaction, looked at the Treasure Pavilion, and said to himself: "Originally, according to the ranking, I have already entered now, but it turned out that Li Le didn't follow the routine, which was really a bit disappointing." ”

After saying that, he snorted lightly and walked away.

Lan Feng squinted at Xie Wenque, clenched his fists, and muttered inwardly: "If people don't offend me, I won't offend anyone, surnamed Xie, I remember everything you did to me at the beginning." At the Treasure Hunting Conference, you will definitely be killed by Lin Yu, for the sake of your dead body, I will let you live a few years first!"

After waiting for a while, the door of the Treasure Pavilion opened, Li Le walked in front, and the king smiled with satisfaction, and slowly walked out behind him.

Everyone looked at the king's hand, wondering what kind of magic weapon he had chosen, but they all looked lost, his hands were empty, and they didn't seem to want people to know.

Li Le stood at the door, beckoned to Lan Feng, and said, "You come with me!"

Lan Feng stepped forward quickly, followed behind Li Le, and walked in.

At the moment when Lan Feng entered the door, in the crowd, a white-clothed disciple showed a strange look, patted the disciple beside him, and asked, "Do you know what is the name of the person who just entered?"

The disciple beside him shook his head and said, "He kept his back to me, and he didn't see it clearly!"

"Okay, thank you!" The white-clothed disciple frowned slightly, looked at the half-hidden door, and whispered to himself: "This figure is too similar to the person I met back then!"