"Well, that's what I have in mind. The mid-year general election for freshmen in the Academy is coming soon. Counting the days, the students who traveled in the first half of the year should also return. By then, I will take advantage of the mid-year general election and grab the other seniors.

What do you think about organizing a competition for the leader of the Xuanling Realm?" Baili Bai stroked his beard and asked.

"This is very good. It will also open the eyes of those new students and know what it means to have someone outside the world. There is a sky outside the world. Don't act like the pride of heaven and the only one who dominates you all day long." Jiu Yao Sanren blew at the mess.

Xu's beard paused and said: "Zhaosui came to me before..."

"Western Emperor? What do you mean?" Baili Bai asked suspiciously.

"It's about the strange movements of the four mythical beasts. The golden-winged rosefinch, the Minjiang Yinglong, and the northern water scorpion-tailed turtle are not a cause for concern. The sword-backed tiger in the dead desert of Xisha is indeed a big problem. The Western Emperor devoted all his country's power to fight against the barbarians.

The beast tide has just saved the West

The country's three most important cities, but failed to stop the tide of barbarian beasts, Zhao Sui is still to blame. I am afraid that he will not get any benefits in this Central Continent Summit, and even the three inherent ones who entered Danxun City

The quota may not be guaranteed.”

"How is that possible?! The Western Emperor suffered the heaviest losses in the fight against the barbaric beasts. I heard that no less than three hundred spirit generals fell among them. There is no credit but hard work!" Baili Bai's face as rosy as a baby showed a look of shock.

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"Hmph, Lao Bai, Lao Bai, you think too simply. The Summit of Central Continent is a competition between the four countries. Credit? That is something that only the victor is qualified to comment on. As long as you fail to fulfill your responsibility to protect Central Continent, you will

He is a sinner for the ages, so how can he have the face to fight?" Jiu Yao snorted coldly and said slowly.

Baili Bai was speechless and lamented again and again.

"You should not pity others, and there is no need to complain for the Western Emperor. The current Four Emperors are far more stupid than you and I imagined. In their eyes, there is no common people in Central Continent..."

Baili Bai's face became more sad when he heard this, and Jiu Yao San people knew that he was mourning the people of Zhongzhou this time.

"Forget it, just don't tell me. Zhao Sui hopes that I can let the students from the Academy go to the Western Kingdom to support..."

"Wouldn't going to the Western Kingdom at this time be like committing suicide... What conditions did Zhao Sui offer?" Baili Bai's smooth brows frowned slightly, but seeing the expressionless look on Jiu Yao Sanren's face, he asked.

"The condition is the three inherent quotas for entering Danxun City..."

"Shameless! Zhaosui, do you think we are fools?! How can there be such a shameless person!" Baili Bai heard this and his white beard suddenly spread out, his white eyebrows stood up, he pointed angrily towards the west and rebuked loudly.

"Old Bai, please don't get excited. Please listen to what I have to say." Seeing Baili Bai's anger, Jiuyao Sanren felt regretful. He shouldn't have deliberately betrayed him to make this old boy angry. What if there were wrinkles on his forehead tomorrow?

Don't trouble yourself.

"Zhaosui admitted frankly that the three inherent quotas are difficult to guarantee, but he will try every means to keep them. Moreover, the disciples from the academy who are going to the Western Kingdom to support will not let them go to the border Xisha to take risks, but will only let them help enter the city to help protect the spiritual veins.

Lingquan.”

"Then you agreed?" Baili Bai squinted his eyes and looked at Jiu Yao Sanren, as if he was going to take action as long as Jiu Yao nodded.

"Old Bai, please calm down first." Jiuyao Sanren coughed twice, unable to bear Baili Bai's sharp eyes.

"Old Master Shen's original intention of establishing the Dongxuan Academy. You probably understand without me telling you. The Academy is not to cultivate good ministers and generals for the Four Kingdoms, but to provide peace of mind to the people of Central Continent. We, as teachers, cannot just test

I have to consider the safety of the students, but also the life and death of the people of the Western Kingdom. Only then can I be worthy of Old Master Shen." Jiuyao Sanren almost said that he was moved, wiped the dry corners of his eyes, and complained about why his tears were so disappointing.

"Hmph! Don't try to pressure me with Old Master Shen... So what if the Western Emperor fails to get those three places at the Central Continent Summit? You can't let my disciples of the Academy take risks in vain!" Baili Bai snorted and then muttered in a low voice.

One sentence, and then express what is on your mind.

"I, Jiuyao, have been wandering around in the Jianghu of Zhongzhou for more than three hundred years. How can I do a losing business? Oh no! How can I let my students of Dongxuan Academy suffer? Look..." Jiuyao Sanren said and the light of the Qiankun ring flashed on his hand.

, a simple red jade tablet appeared in his hand.

"This is?"

"The talisman of the Weeping Buddha." Jiuyao Sanren said word by word.

Baili Bai was shocked when he heard this. This was the treasure of the Western Emperor. He looked at the lustful Jiu Yao, pointed at his sloppy and arrogant old face, and said with a smile: "You, you!

No wonder Old Master Shen chose you to be the chief..."

Little did Jiu Yao Sanren know that a young boy dug a hole for him in Mincheng, a thousand miles away.

…

In the territory of Dongguo, on the official road along the Minjiang River.

Three carriages moved slowly.

It was Lin Chuan and his party who were rushing to Yuyao City. Zhong Lai was lying on the roof of the carriage, holding a piece of dry grass in his mouth, staring at the sky in a daze. Lu Liubao was holding Jia Tianquan in his arms, sleeping soundly.

Lin Chuan and Zhong Hui sat on the banquet in front of the carriage. They sat silently and silently. Zhong Hui fiddled with his fingers, looking at the colorful clouds in the distance with his almond-shaped eyes, and kept looking at the young man beside him with his peripheral vision.

Zhong Hui was wondering, why was he sitting so upright, like this all the way, wasn't he tired? Or was it because I was sitting next to him, and he felt restricted? Why didn't he talk to me, and just looked at the road ahead, the road ahead?

What's there to see? The horse knows the way and doesn't need to be driven, so why doesn't he look at me...

Ever since he heard Zhong Lai tell the secret about Danxun City, Lin Chuan became obsessed with it, thinking about how to sneak into Danxun City all the time.

Lin Chuan didn't know that such a treasure city existed in the past. He felt that he was an inferior soul and could only improve his cultivation level by relying on the enlightenment of life and death over and over again. He might die in one of his attempts. Now he knows it.

There are mountains of rare treasures and elixirs in Danxun City. If you could sneak into it and fish out some rare elixirs, wouldn't you save yourself the trouble of taking risks again?

But according to what Zhong Lai said, every time the seal is opened, there are only twelve places to enter, and these twelve places are all in the hands of the four emperors, which is a bit embarrassing.

Lin Chuan was thinking about it when he suddenly saw the carriages parked on the road ahead. He stood up and looked far away, only to find that the road ahead was cut off by the Minjiang River. There was a ferry in front of him. The carriages were gathered at the ferry waiting for the ferry. Lin Chuan looked at the clock on the carriage shed.

Lai.

"We can only cross the river here. If we go to the next ferry, we will have to walk for two more days." Zhong Lai jumped from the roof of the shed and spat out the dead grass in his mouth.

"How long will this take..." Lin Chuan looked at the dozens of carriages in front of him and felt a little dizzy.

"In the past, this ferry was not as congested as it was. Probably because the river dragons have turned around recently and they no longer dare to take the waterway. Even the number of ferries has not decreased. In the past, there were at least four or five ferries, but now there is not even a boat.
Chapter completed!