The next day, it was not until noon that Wei Yan lazily got up from the bed.

After simply washing up, Wei Yan ran out of the inn.[]

Just as he went downstairs, the spiritual consciousness he released suddenly noticed something strange.

"Oh, what's going on? Why are there so many more monks in this small town overnight?" Wei Yan couldn't help but feel a little more confused.

When he arrived at the inn owner, Wei Yan beat him up and asked curiously: "Shopkeeper, why did so many more immortal cultivators appear overnight? What's going on?"

The shop was originally pointed and pointed. When he heard Wei Yan’s question, a strange look appeared in his eyes. After glanced at Wei Yan with a strange look, he immediately said, “Fellow Taoist, you are from other cultivation countries. In a dozen days, you will be at the Jade Man Sect to hold a sword fighting conference every three years?”

"Sword Fighting Conference?" Wei Yan stared at the store with a suspicious look.

"Oh, I forgot. My fellow Taoist came from other cultivation countries. I'll tell you. This Jade Man Sect only has the name of fellow Taoist. I don't know if you have heard of the famous saying in our Zhou State. It's called Hengyue's Huanger, the jade man's skin! I won't explain what this means. I'd better tell you a brief sword fighting conference. This sword fighting conference is held every three years. At that time, whether it is the Hengyue Sect or the Royal Cultivation Clan, they will send a large number of them.

The Irish disciples come to participate in the competition. As long as they can enter the top ten, in addition to the prizes, there is also the most attractive unwritten rule, that is, they can choose two female cultivators you like in the Jade Man Sect. Damn, that's two. Most of the contestants come for the unwritten rule. Of course, some casual cultivators will not be able to resist the temptation to try it, but judging from the experience of the past, there are not many casual cultivators who can enter the top ten!"

When the store spoke at the end, a complex look appeared in its eyes, which was both envy and desire.

Nodded, Wei Yan didn't say anything more.

"Oh, fellow Taoist, there is another thing that may be helpful to fellow Taoist. Every time there are always some small trade fair secrets held more than ten days before the sword fighting conference begins. If you are interested, you can go and have a look. Maybe you will encounter some of your favorite magic weapons?"

Wei Yan glanced at the store again and then ran outside.

After a moment, the people moved on the streets. The number of monks in the Killing Pharmacy stage increased by several times that night, which surprised Wei Yan.

At the same time, Wei Yan couldn't help but have a further understanding of the strength of the Zhou Kingdom. A first-level cultivation country actually has so many cultivators in the Killing Phalan-stage. It seems that to a certain extent, the southeast of the Ziyue Star has developed faster than the northeast.

Wei Yan thought so in his heart, and then walked forward slowly.

At about four o'clock in the afternoon, Wei Yan was walking bored on the street, and suddenly a familiar figure appeared in Wei Yan's eyes.

"Why is it her?"

Just as Wei Yan was thinking this in his heart, the figure obviously found Wei Yan and ran towards him with a smile on his face.

"Fellow Daoist Song, Fellow Daoist Song!"

At this time, a white-faced Confucian scholar was walking towards him with a delicate face, and there was a woman behind him. At first glance, this woman grew up somewhat similar to the white-faced Confucian scholar, and behind this woman was followed by two beautiful women who were disguised.

Although the two women were wearing men's clothes at this time, the charm that emanated from their bones could not be covered.

"It was originally Chen, fellow Taoist Chen!" Wei Yan laughed and said lightly.

"Sister, this is what I told you about the life-saving benefactor. If it weren't for him, I'd be killed by those people long ago!" The white-faced Confucian scholar was naturally Chen Qiaoer who had previously rescued Wei Yan.

As soon as he heard his sister say this, he immediately looked at Wei Yan with a strange look.

"Although it is the early stage of Jiedan, it gives people an inexplicable feeling. I only have this feeling when I see the sect leader. Could it be that he is the late stage of Jiedan? "When I think of this, the woman hurriedly said: "Qiao'er, since you are your life-savior, then thank you very much. Why are you still so unqualified? How did your sister regret you when she is usually there!"

Suddenly, the woman stared at the white-faced Confucian scholar and scolded him.

A hint of blush appeared on the white-faced Confucian scholar's face.

"Fellow Daoist Song, Qiao'er didn't have time to formally thank him that day. Now that I have met, then Daoist must give Qiao'er this opportunity, otherwise my sister would eat me!" As she said that, Chen Qiao'er made a face at Wei Yan, showing a cute look.

"Fellow Daoist Song, there is a teahouse not far ahead. Why don't we go there and rest for a while?" Chen Qiaoer's sister's eyes lit up and drifted into the Astronomy Network.

After hesitating for a moment, Wei Yan agreed.

After passing through this street, he walked forward dozens of meters and a very spectacular teahouse appeared in Wei Yan's eyes.

There are four floors in total, and the traffic is quite large. There are basically no empty seats on this and the second floor.

After retracting his spiritual sense, a dull look appeared in Wei Yan's eyes.

As soon as he entered the teahouse, a strong man in a blue brocade robe saw Chen Qiaoer's sister and immediately ran over with a respectful look in his eyes.

Chen Qiaoer's sister did not say anything, and then winked at the strong man in blue brocade robe, then headed straight to the fourth floor.

"It seems that this teahouse belongs to the Jade Man Sect!" Wei Yan thought to himself that the man had already reached the third floor.

After two breaths, under the woman's guidance, the three of them had already sat down in a very luxuriously decorated tea room.

As for the two women dressed up, they stood outside the door like two pieces of wood.

There was no one on the entire fourth floor except Wei Yan and a few others.

After retracting his spiritual consciousness, Wei Yan's eyes showed an expression of enlightenment.

At this moment, the two disguised women outside the door had already brought two pots of tea.

After putting it down respectfully, the two disguised women hugged and retreated.

"Fellow Daoist Song, this is Ye Ermei. I'm afraid there are not many people in the entire Zhou Kingdom. Fellow Daoist tastes it?" After Chen Qiaoer's sister poured a cup of tea himself, she said in the Piaotianwen.

Suddenly, a cool feeling came into Wei Yan's nose. After taking the tea, Wei Yan took a sip and a faint coolness echoed in his heart.

"How about this tea for fellow Taoist?" Chen Qiaoer's sister murmured,

Wei Yan nodded and made no comments.

I had just talked so simply for half an hour, and I had almost said any polite words. Then Chen Qiaoer's sister's eyes flashed and she murmured: "Fellow Daoist Song, Xianger said anything. I hope she won't be accustomed to it!"
Chapter completed!