Chapter 254: Registration

After Zhang Di returned to his room, he released his divine thoughts and glanced around, took out a array disk from his arms and put it in the room, and a magic trick hit it, which immediately activated the prohibition function and imitated other people's voyeurism.

Only then did he put his mind at ease, held the jade slip of the giant spirit clutch that the white robe would give him in his hand, and looked at it carefully with his eyes and the Qi Technique.

After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief and said secretly: "There is a layer of foggy things on this jade slip, and you can't see through it at all, huh...... Let's just shield it with a shielding formation!"

After making up his mind, he took out the Xuantie carving knife, poured the sharp gold trick, and sneered at a slender golden ray, which shot out and landed on the jade slip, leaving a thin nick immediately.

I saw Zhang Di's eyes shining, and under the rotation of his wrist, golden rays continued to shoot out, and just a stick of incense carved a rather practical shielding formation on the jade slip.

It turned out that Zhang Di had not wasted his time in the Formation Hall, and had already studied some formations that could only be mastered by second-grade array mages, one of which was the formation he carved on the surface of this jade slip, which had a shielding and protective effect.

If there is really something inappropriate in the jade slip, as long as Zhang Di urges a thought, he can immediately activate this formation, and in an instant, a powerful shielding and protection formation will be activated, and this jade slip will be enclosed in it, even if it is broken by a Jindan period monk, it will take a little effort.

With this formation as a precaution, Zhang Di finally put his mind at ease, and the principle of what he is doing now is that everything must be prepared and carefully sail the ship of ten thousand years!

Next, he put the jade slip on his forehead. He began to scan the jade slip with his divine thoughts, and studied the exercises of the giant spirit clutches over and over again.

This study and enlightenment. Two hours passed.

He suddenly opened his eyes, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "What a vicious scheming! However, if I forcibly cultivate now, it will inevitably be harmful and useless! This palm technique is too strong, and I can only cultivate steadily when I enter the foundation building period! It seems that the white robe leader has absolutely no good intentions in giving me this jade slip!"

With Zhang Di's mind and insight, he will naturally not be fooled, and if he understands this section, he will simply just comprehend and deduce it over and over again in his thoughts, and will not really urge the magic to try, so as not to hurt the meridians.

Seven days later.

Registration for the Zhao Guo Miscellaneous Studies Conference was on the last day. There are far fewer people gathering in front of the ring to sign up.

In front of the Linggu planting ring, the steward in charge of accepting the registration was holding a notebook and was registering at the desk.

A yellow-faced man walked over, followed by a tall entourage wearing a hat, and stopped in front of the steward: "I want to sign up for the Linggu Planting Competition." ”

The steward raised his eyes and twitched the yellow-faced man, and found that he was only at the fifth level of body refining, and his clothes were only casual cultivation, not from any sect, and should just be an ordinary casual cultivator. So he said expressionlessly: "Leave your name, pay ten spirit stones as the registration fee, and then go to the lottery to group groups, and the competition will start tomorrow!"

The yellow-faced man nodded. He took out ten spirit stones and put them on the table, and said, "Wang Qishan." Then he reached into the holder on the table and took out a stick. glanced at it and said, "Ding eighty-eight." ”

The steward took the sign and looked at it. Said: "You are the eighty-eighth member of Group D, and you will come to the ring of Group D at noon tomorrow." If you enter the top 30, you will enter the semi-finals. ”

The yellow-faced man nodded, "Understood." ”

The steward glanced at the tall entourage behind him, felt a little extraordinary, and asked, "Is your entourage also signing up?"

The yellow-faced man shook his head and said, "No, he just came with me." ”

The steward lost interest, registered the information, and then threw the yellow-faced man a waist tag with "Ding Eighty-Eight" written on it, and waved his hand, signaling that he could go.

The yellow-faced man arched his hand, then turned around with his waist card, and the tall attendant wearing a hat followed silently.

The two came to a nearby remote place, next to a teahouse, a junior came out and poured swill, glanced at the yellow-faced man intentionally or unintentionally, and asked in a low voice, "Have you reported your name?"

The yellow-faced man took out the waist card of "Ding Eighty-Eight" and shook it.

Xiao Er nodded and said, "Remember the agreed code, if you enter the semi-finals, someone will join you." ”

The yellow-faced man circled the thumb and index finger of his right hand, and the other three fingers stood up and shook it gently at Xiao Er.

Xiao Er shook his thumb upwards and shook it slightly, and then turned around and walked back to the teahouse.

This yellow-faced man is Zhang Di in disguise, and that Xiao Er is the eyeliner arranged here by the Heavenly Demon Society, it turns out that Zhang Di has already received the task of the Heavenly Demon Society, signed up for the Spirit Valley Competition, and is ready to enter the semi-finals to listen to the instructions for the next step.

Zhang Di looked around, and when he saw that no one was paying attention, he wandered around among the pedestrians, and the old donkey's head followed closely beside him.

The two went all the way out of the city and came to an abandoned City God Temple outside the city.

Zhang Di released his divine thoughts and glanced back and forth, and when he saw that there was no one around, he jumped in, looked around in the City God Temple, walked to the abandoned statue, and suddenly reached out and grabbed a jade slip from the wall behind the statue, and pasted it on his forehead.

Jin Ruolin's voice came into his mind from the jade slip: "Senior brother, I have disguised my identity and went to the branch of the sect in the capital of Zhao to inquire about the whereabouts of your family, but the people there said that you are not allowed to inquire about the whereabouts of your family until the Zhao Kingdom competition is over, and you really expected it." ”

Speaking of this, he sighed softly: "Senior brother, are you okay now?" Senior sister was bullied a few days ago, and my father was also greatly humiliated. Next, he briefly talked about the conflict between Jin Qingyun and Jin Wuming, and finally said faintly: "Senior brother, have you entered the city? Have you already registered for the Linggu Competition? Senior sister will be waiting for you in the semi-finals! Take care!"

With a snort, Zhang Di pinched the jade slip into powder, with a hint of anger in his eyes, and said in his heart: "Sure enough, it was said by the Jiang shopkeeper, the master has been remembered by the head of the Jin family, it seems that the master of this Linggu competition is also quite dangerous!"

Thinking of this, he slowly raised his head, looked up at the sky, his eyes flashed with excitement, and thought: "This miscellaneous competition seems to be really a battle between dragons and tigers, and many forces converge!"

He has now entered the Heavenly Demon Society, and secretly has the intelligence support of the Hongli Business Alliance, what he needs to do now is to participate in the Spirit Valley Competition with peace of mind, and enter the semi-finals first.

At that point, the shopkeeper will bring further information, and he can start thinking about rescuing his family.

After making up his mind, Zhang Di had no worries, so he simply sat down cross-legged, ate a second-grade Linggu, and began to exercise silently, striving to adjust his spirit and body to the best state, and prepare to participate in tomorrow's Linggu preliminary competition.

The old donkey walked outside the temple and stood silently at the door, guarding for him. (To be continued.) )