When the old man heard this, he said lightly: "Are you dead? Go down the mountain and check what's going on."

From beginning to end, the old man didn't open his eyes.

"It's Master."

The disciple nodded and was about to leave, but the old man said again.

"Wait, let Shi Feiyan be with you. Lu, she is more familiar to you. She has flying magic weapons and can save a lot of time."

"yes."

The royal city is becoming more and more lively and tense.

All contestants have a wish. They do not seek first place, but only seek to perform well and attract the attention of the great forces in the royal city, so as to become disciples of the royal city. Of course, most of those who have these ideas come from the sub-city.

During this period, the inn shopkeeper came back and he took the initiative to find Zhang Yifeng. The results of the elixir identification finally came down.

The elixirs that Zhang Yifeng gave him were indeed genuine and could improve his cultivation. However, the specific amount of improvement was not certain, because they had been studying it for so long, but they could not get specific results.

In the end, the researcher asked a master to take this pill and suck it. The conclusion was that a Dasheng Yuan Pill is indeed comparable to a thousand top-quality true qi pills. However, the elixirs contained in the Dasheng Yuan Pill can be ignored! The real value is far more than a thousand top-quality true qi pills.

The shopkeeper looked for Zhang Yifeng, of course, to ask who made the pill and whether there was a single prescription.

Zhang Yifeng naturally couldn't tell him the elixir of the elixir, but just a tactful statement that he got the elixir by chance.

After the shopkeeper persisted for a few days, he didn't ask any more questions.

Time passed, and finally, the day of the preliminary round has arrived.

"Let's go, follow me to the Lightning Hall."

On this day, Zhang Yifeng and others set out early in the morning and rushed to the Lightning Hall.

On the road, there are crowds of people. The four-year Junjie Competition is definitely a grand event.

What's more, this time the Shen family's foreign tribes have to recruit disciples, which will naturally bring about terrifying traffic.

When Zhang Yifeng came to the Lightning Hall, there were already many people standing at the door of the Lightning Hall.

"Why are there so many people, are there so many participating?" Fang Ling's surprised voice came.

Sima Hankai explained: "These people queuing up are all audiences. The preliminary and finals are allowed to watch. It's just that everyone has to pay a top-quality true Qi pill."

"Brother Han, it means that we have to queue up when we go in, and we still have to pay the True Qi Pill?"

Fang Ling was speechless.

Before Sima Han could answer, Zhang Yifeng's calm voice came: "You really have to queue up. Here are some top-quality true qi pills, you can use them. I'll go in first. Take good care of Nishang for me."

"Young Master, you go in first, we will come in later."

Sima Han nodded and could only queue up with peace of mind. Zhang Yifeng was the first to enter the Lightning Hall.

At this moment, a large arena has been built on the huge martial arts training ground of Lightning Hall. Around the arena are the audience seats.

I have to say that the Junjie Competition every four years is really a good way to make money! The huge martial arts training ground can accommodate at least a few thousand people. In fact, it is only a few thousand top-quality true qi pills. Although it is not much, it is not much.

Of course, the premise is that the audience seats are full.

After Zhang Yifeng came, he went under the arena.

There have been many people under the ring, and these people are all contestants. There are not a hundred or eighty in this number.

No wonder the Badatangkou has to recruit disciples separately, and a simple primary election is also required. There are indeed many people coming to the competition every four years.

When Zhang Yifeng arrived, these participating disciples were flattering each other.

"It turns out it's xxx from xx City. I have long been famous. I have to show mercy in this battle."

"Where, where, my cultivation level is only at most the top ten in the preliminary round of the branch hall."

Those who are flattered have obviously smiled, but they still have to deliberately pretend to be low-key, but this is obviously a pretentious person.

Zhang Yifeng's arrival attracted people's attention, but no one greeted him. No one knew this passerby.

"Wow, look, that's Jiang Wujun!"

"Jiang Wujun is here."

Suddenly, a commotion broke out among the contestants. Because of the storm, Jiang Wujun came!

Jiang Wujin changed into white clothes today, with sword eyebrows and cloudy hair, and looked quite elegant.

"So handsome, he is much more handsome than the rumor."

Some female warriors actually started to be crazy about flowers.

On the side, many male warriors secretly scolded these women for being superficial. People like Jiang Wuji can also be called handsome, so why wouldn’t they all be so handsome!

Jiang Wujun's popularity was obviously very strong. As soon as he arrived, not only the participating cultivators were boiling, but even the audience around him became boiling.

"Jiang Wujin, come on! We came to Lightning Hall just to see you."

"Jiang Wujin, you are the prince charming in my mind. The first one must be yours."

In the world of warriors, only worship the strong. Jiang Wujun is the young strong man in their eyes.

At this moment, on the edge of the martial arts training ground, two deacons appeared quietly, smiling and watching the scene.

"Deacon Ding, we have a lot of audiences this year! It's quite enthusiastic."

"Yes, it's indeed more than in previous years. You and I know the reasons."

Although the martial arts training ground of Lightning Hall is not full, the number of people is several times that of the past. In the past, those who came to Lightning Hall to watch the battle were all friends of the contestants, but this time, many people came to the initiative. It is obvious that these people are all visiting Jiang Wujin’s battle and are Jiang Wujin’s admirers.

"Let's go on stage. The sun is almost rising. I wonder if there are any good seedlings for my Lightning Hall participating in this year."

"Hopefully there can be."

In the crowd, the endless river is like stars holding the moon, radiant.

Suddenly, he saw Zhang Yifeng standing in the corner and out of touch with the crowd.

"Yeah, it's you, why are you standing alone in the corner?"

Jiang Wujun's words instantly made the crowd explode.

What's the situation? Who is this kid? Jiang Wujin actually knows this person. Which force is from?

A female warrior approached Jiang Wujin and asked charmingly: "Brother Jiang, who is this person?"

"Brother Jiang, if you like me, I'll go to bed for you tonight? You haven't told us who this boy is."

"The bedtime service depends on my mood. Moreover, you may need to queue up. As for this person, I don't actually know him."

Jiang Wujin's words made the crowd speechless. If you didn't know him, you would even say hello to him.

After a pause, Jiang Wuji said again.
Chapter completed!