The farmer surnamed Nadu and the scholar surnamed Yu hurriedly walked all the way in the direction of the Heavenly Wolf King's Palace, seemingly very familiar with the path, and it didn't seem like they were coming for the first time. Wu Yan followed him to the palace of the royal city, and saw that the guards of the palace seemed to recognize the two of them, and invited them into the royal city very respectfully. Wu Yan had no choice but to stop, giving up his plan to catch up with the two of them and ask them carefully.

Returning to the small inn where he was staying next to the Futu Temple, Wu Yan walked to his room and met two obscene-looking Jianghu guests. The two men, one in his fifties, had a scruffy beard, and his eyes were more white and less black, and they seemed to be blind. The other was in his twenties, skinny, roe deer. When Wu Yan came over, the two of them happened to walk from the door of his room to the next door, as if they had been at the door of Wu Yan's room just now.

When the two heard the movement, when they saw Wu Yan coming, their faces changed slightly, and they said hello to Wu Yan embarrassedly, the thin man dragged the blind man's arm and opened the door next door, and the two of them got in one after another, and then quickly closed the door, sneaky, for fear that Wu Yan would ask them something.

Wu Yan touched his chin, looked at the door next door suspiciously, walked to his door, checked it carefully, and found that there was no trace of the door being opened. He looked suspiciously at the next door again, and then opened the door and walked in. Standing at the door, I carefully inspected the room, and there was nothing unusual in the room.

Wu Yan shook his head, secretly thinking that he was too careful? Closing the door, just lying down, about to rest, he heard the words "floating Tu Zhu" in his ears again.

The sound came from the next room. Although the voice of the person who spoke was very low, with Wu Yan's current cultivation, he could still hear it clearly. With his current cultivation, unless it was a monk who used a special forbidden control array to cut off his spiritual sense, otherwise, it would be impossible for any sound and smell within tens of zhang to hide his senses.

It was the two people next door who had just bumped into each other. The two of them also seemed to be afraid that someone would listen to the content of their conversation, so they deliberately lowered their voices.

Wu Yan sat up quietly, listened attentively, and the more he listened, the tighter his brows wrinkled.

First, an old muffled voice said: "Mouse, I heard that many mysterious people have been inquiring about Futu Zhu recently, do you know?"

Then a squeaky voice said, "Uncle Blind, I've heard about this too." I was fishing for money in the gambling house this morning, and I heard from the boss of Nago that someone had opened a reward of 1,000 taels of gold to buy the floating Tu Zhu. Uncle Blind, you say, who will be fine, what do you want that thing for? But I know that that thing is left behind after the cremation of Futuzi, how disgusting, and there are still people who ask for that thing at such a high price, tsk, it's really strange that there are things every year, especially this year. ”

"Mouse, what do you want from other people's houses, you don't want to be rewarded? Although our Heavenly Wolf Country is a prosperous Buddhism, there are many temples, and there are many floating slaughter beads, but I really haven't heard of a few floating slaughter beads. Hehe, rat, uncle has a deal now, do you dare to do it with uncle?"

"What kind of deal?"

"I heard that there is a floating slaughter pearl treasured in the palace, why don't we step on it in the past two days and get it out for him?

"Really?"

"Then is there any fake? The floating Tuzhu in the palace was not blind in his early years, and when he was a guard in Ouchi, he personally escorted him to the palace from Sanggan Temple in Cangwu Prefecture. Uncle is familiar with the path of the palace, although his eyes are blind, but his ears are bright, and his heart is like a mirror. Uncle leads the way, how about you work?"

"Okay, that's it! But, uncle, let's get out of here quickly, how do I feel that the tenant next to me feels very weird, as if he is very powerful?"

"Well, Uncle also feels this way, don't recruit him, let's leave tonight and leave here. was hanged by someone, and this business is unbelievably yellow......"

The two muttered for a while. Wu Yan was really surprised at this time. He sat up, touched his chin and thought for a moment, and couldn't help but be in his heart when he heard this "floating pearl" twice.

The two weird immortal cultivators in the first place said this, although Wu Yan felt suspicious, he didn't pay much attention to it. Now that I listen to these two people, there are still people who are buying "Futu Zhu" at a high price, so there must be a lot of articles here. It's about whether he can participate in the Futu Conference smoothly, and he can't help but care.

Thinking of this, Wu Yan didn't feel sleepy anymore, got up and quietly walked out of the room, feeling that the two people in the next room had stopped talking, and he was afraid that he would pack up and leave here soon. Wu Yan walked to the door of the two-person room, thought about it, took out a paper bag from a leather bag around his waist, opened the paper bag, shook his hand and sprinkled some colorless and odorless white powder in the paper bag on the door, and then walked downstairs with a blank face.

Out of the inn, Wu Yan identified the direction and walked towards a separate courtyard where there were scattered cultivators who had gathered a few days ago. This is a place for the exchange of underground monks who do not belong to either the sect or the Loose Cultivator Alliance, and are temporarily formed by the Loose Cultivators who came to participate in the Futu Conference.

knocked on the door, the courtyard door opened, and a young monk with a third layer of qi cultivation stood at the door, seeing that it was Wu Yan, the young man smiled and said: "It turned out to be Wu Daoyou, Daoyou will not come today, and everyone will disperse tomorrow." ”

Wu Yan also inquired about this underground communication place when he was wandering around by chance. He has been here twice in the past two days, and he is familiar with it. Here, everyone can exchange some cultivation experiences with each other, and they can also confirm each other and increase their knowledge.

Entering the house in the courtyard, there were already seven or eight people in the house who were in the third to tenth floors of the realm at this time. When everyone saw Wu Yan coming in, they nodded to each other and greeted each other. The exchange continued.

Wu Yan found an empty seat and sat down, squinting at the audience. It's nothing more than some things about the cultivation experience of the primary exercises. Wu Yan didn't bother to interject, just listened quietly.

After everyone exchanged for a while, they suddenly heard a middle-aged monk in Tsing Yi talk about the selection of disciples at the Futu Conference, and only heard the monk in Tsing Yi say: "I heard that the Futu Conference three days later has changed the rules this year, I don't know if everyone knows?"

"Oh, what rules have you changed? Isn't it no longer the three levels of Cha Ling, Zen Trial, and Fighting Fa?" Hearing what the monk in Tsing Yi said, everyone was slightly stunned, and some people couldn't help but mention it. After all, it was a matter of whether everyone could be selected at the Futu Conference, so they all focused their attention on this matter.

"Hehe, the three-level assessment, naturally unchanged, but it seems to have increased a little this year, haven't you all heard of it?" The monk in Tsing Yi touched his short beard under his chin, and glanced at everyone quite smugly, showing off his well-informed skills.

"Lu Qing Daoyou, don't sell Guanzi, what's going on, tell me quickly?"

"Yes, we all know that Lu Daoyou, you have a wide range of friends, well-informed, everyone is in the same way, say it quickly, so that everyone can prepare in advance, right?"

Wu Yan couldn't help but sit up straight, revealing his intently listening movements. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Lu Qing smiled smugly and said, "Actually, it's not a big deal." I heard that this year, the Futu Palace invited a relic holy light and placed it at the gate of the Futu Temple. All the monks who participate in the Futu Assembly must enter the gate of the Futu Temple under the light of the holy relics. As you must know, this holy light of relics has always been able to illuminate a demonic and demonic object, so that it has nothing to hide. Moreover, this relics holy light can also give birth to a special sense of the monks with Buddha nature, if they encounter monks who do not meet, the relics holy light can naturally shine out, and the Futu Palace can also eliminate the monks who do not meet in advance, so as not to disturb the Futu Assembly and provoke jokes in vain. ”

"Hey, that's the case, so what's there to worry about? You and I are both monks of the Heavenly Wolf Kingdom, and most of our monks of the Heavenly Wolf Kingdom practice the "Treasure Elephant Sutra" exercise that has been circulated in the Futu Palace. Hehe, what I am cultivating below is this "Treasure Elephant Sutra", which is equivalent to passing the first level. After listening to Lu Qing's words, a red-haired young man couldn't help but speak proudly.

Everyone echoed one after another, and seven of the nine monks present were cultivating the Treasure Elephant Sutra. Hearing the name of this exercise, Wu Yan's heart moved, and he remembered that he had obtained an incomplete Qi Refining Technique from the decapitation person's storage bag, wasn't it the "Treasure Elephant Sutra"? Unexpectedly, this exercise was actually the basic exercise handed down from the Futu Palace. Unexpectedly, this exercise still has such an effect, Wu Yan couldn't help but secretly regret it, why didn't he study it in the first place.

The other person who did not practice the "Treasure Elephant Sutra" was the young man who opened the door to Wu Yan just now, but the young man's face did not show any worry, although he was not practicing the "Treasure Elephant Sutra", but the family heirloom "Wheel Sutra", which is also a secret method of Buddhism, so naturally he is not worried.

Wu Yan's heart sank at this time, and his face also showed a trace of worry, after listening for a while, and looking for an opportunity to ask Lu Qing about the doubts in his heart, Wu Yan was finally convinced that the gate of this Futu Temple, I am afraid that it is not easy for him to enter.

Among the nine people, he was the only one who was a Taoist monk.

Leaving this small courtyard with a heavy heart, Wu Yan walked alone on the dark and dreary street. After pondering for a moment, Wu Yan walked quickly towards the inn.

After a stick of incense, Wu Yan returned to the inn and quietly sniffed at the door of the next room, Wu Yan frowned. The two men in the room had already left.

Wu Yan didn't go back to his room, but shook his nose slightly, and walked out of the inn, at the gate of the inn, he shrugged his nose again, frowned, and looked north.

It's actually the direction of the royal palace. It seems that those two guys, obviously afraid of the news leakage, actually set off to the palace tonight to steal the floating pearl. Wu Yan blessed himself with a trick to resist the wind, and his body fluttered in the direction of the palace, galloping away.