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Chapter 738: Ink Rain Protector

The eight of them drank spiritual wine and chatted. In the middle of the night, when they were going back to the bamboo house to meditate, Taotie slipped out unprepared and swallowed all the remaining wine in the jar.

'Hiccup~'

Everyone: "..."

After Feng Xinglan and others returned to the bamboo house, Yunzheng waved to Taotie.

Seeing this, Taotie walked towards her and transformed into a human form.

"Owner."

Yunzheng knelt down and looked at the little boy in front of her. She saw that there was already flesh on his cheeks and was no longer sunken. He had a delicate and beautiful complexion and looked very lovable.

At this moment, he still had one of his fingers in his mouth.

She raised her hand and touched his head, and asked with slightly arched eyebrows: "Shitao, have you tasted the spirit wine?"

"A little bit." He looked at her longingly and silently added: "It smells good."

Yunzheng took out a jar of spiritual wine from the storage space and handed it to him, with a gentle smile on her lips, "Here, this jar of spiritual wine is for you to drink."

Taotie smelled the fragrance and almost couldn't help but shed tears.

He was holding the wine jar and was about to start drinking when he suddenly remembered something. He then approached Yunzheng, lowered his head and took a sip on the back of Yunzheng's hand.

Soft and waxy touch.

"Thank you, Master."

Before Yunzheng could react, Taotie violently opened the lid of the jar and suddenly poured it into his throat.

Two seconds later, Taotie finished the drink and even the jar of wine went into his stomach.

Yunzheng: "..." It's really fast.

Finally, she sent Taotie back to the Fengxing space.



The next day, the qualifiers for the Tianling Conference officially began.

Yunzheng and her friends got up early in the morning and went out of Guanren Mountain together to the outside of Zongmen Mountain. This was because the Shenye Sect disciples who signed up for the Tianling Conference were going to participate in the preliminaries together.

Soon, we arrived outside Zongmen Mountain.

Yunzheng saw the person standing at the head, the third elder Ouyang Junyang. He was standing with his hands behind his hands. His face was solemn and a bit stern. The four old men beside him were all members of the Shenye Sect.

Elder Gate.

Under the stone stairs are the disciples who signed up.

Mainly elite disciples and inner disciples, there are also a dozen outer disciples.

When Yunzheng saw one of the outer disciples, his eyes changed slightly. Isn't this female disciple Jun Ziyue the one who planned to sneak attack her in Fengyue City?

She remembered that Jun Ziyue's Dantian was destroyed at that time, but now Jun Ziyue's Dantian is intact...

Yunzheng suddenly remembered the worm in Junziyue's heart.

Jun Ziyue's attention was also attracted by the eight elite disciples who were walking over. When she saw the girl at the head, her pupils shrank, and she couldn't help but have a flash of resentment in her eyes.

At this time, Jun Ziyue's heart was beating wildly, as if she wanted to devour Yunzheng's bloodline talent.

Her face was startled, and she quickly lowered her head and raised her hand to cover her heart, for fear that others would notice that she was acting strange at this moment.

Yunzheng calmly withdrew his gaze, and then together with his friends, he raised his hands and bowed to the third elder and others.

"I have met five elders."

The third elder raised his eyes and glanced at them, but could not feel their current strength and cultivation, so he knew that they were covering up their cultivation with artifacts.

He nodded slowly.

At this moment, the disciples, seeing the eight members of Fengyun Team, could not help but whisper:

"To be honest, I haven't seen them for more than three months. I heard that the eight of them have been practicing in seclusion for the past few months..."

"Why can't I see through their cultivation?"

"Is she the junior sister Yunzheng? The junior sister who buried Junior Brother Yan in a trap, killed the entire arena, harvested 600 million red jade, and won the first place in the inner sect's trial?!"

"Yes, it's her! Don't be fooled by her appearance!"

In the queue of elite disciples, the young man standing at the head had clear-cut features, a resolute face, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and was handsome and clear. He was Sun Hongji, the first disciple of the sect.

Changsun Hongji had no expression on his face and kept looking straight ahead, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.

The beautiful young man Yan Kongye raised his eyes and stared directly at Yunzheng, with a shallow evil smile on his red lips. If you are not careful, you will be able to get immersed in it.

Seeing this, Luo Wuyan and Wo Gaoyang silently shook their heads.

Junior Brother Yan looked at Junior Sister Yunzheng with eyes that were far from innocent.

well……

Junior Brother Yan's condition is not serious.

Yunzheng and her friends soon entered the queue of elite disciples.

As soon as the time for the call came, the third elder and the other four elders took the registered disciples and set off for Fuxi Terrace.

The first day of preliminaries will only test the Shenye Sect and the top ten elementalist organizations.

Other forces or strong casual cultivators will follow in the next few days.

Although today only the Shenye Sect and the ten elemental master organizations were tested, many people came to Fuxi Terrace to inquire about the situation and watch the excitement.

Before dawn, some of the audience seats at Fuxi Terrace were filled with people.

When Yunzheng and the others arrived at Fuxi Terrace, Fuxi Terrace was already crowded with people, no, they were from the eight major races.

Although other races except the human race have taken suppression pills, they still maintain some of their original basic characteristics. Therefore, at first glance, they may seem a little uncomfortable.

It is said that in the competition arena of the Tianling Conference, the eight major races do not need to be restrained and can fight in the strongest fighting mode.

Therefore, at the Tianling Conference, you may see a game between giants and dwarves, or a game between monsters and the undead...

"So many people!"

On the Fuxi platform in front, there are ten columns of elemental masters.

Yunzheng glanced over, and her eyes stopped on a certain man. She saw her uncle dressed in purple clothes with a delicate flower on his waist. He was as handsome as a lady, with a spring breeze-like smile on his face, sitting

He stood at the front of the team of thunder elementalists.

Yan Chen sent a message and asked: "Zheng Zheng, is this uncle?"

Yunzheng nodded, thinking to herself that her uncle didn't seem to know that she was going to attend the Tianling Conference. She was standing in the middle of the crowd, so his uncle probably didn't see her, right?!

Mo Jing glanced at the man in Fu Xitai, then at Yunzheng, and was almost so shocked that he revealed the relationship between Yunzheng and Di Nian.

The friends will know who is Zhengzheng's uncle at a glance.

When the elite disciples of the Shenye Sect saw Di Nian's appearance, they couldn't help but move their eyes to Yunzheng's face, wondering in their hearts, why is Junior Sister Yunzheng so similar to Di Mad Dog?!

If the two of them didn't have slightly different last names, they would really think that Junior Sister Yunzheng is related to Mad Dog Di!

The third elder said calmly: "Follow me to Fuxi Terrace."

"yes!"

After they arrived at Fuxi Terrace, Shenye Sect and the ten major elemental master organizations gathered together.

At this time, more than a dozen figures suddenly appeared on the Fuxi stage, and an invisible pressure descended, forcing many people present to choke.

Everyone was shocked.

People from the high-end continent are here!

When the third elder and the leaders of the major elementalist organizations saw this, they immediately stepped forward, raised their hands and saluted respectfully: "We have met all of you, your venerables!"

"Then let's start testing."

As soon as he finished speaking, eleven small mountains of test crystal pillars fell on the Fuxi Platform.

Yunzheng looked up and saw an acquaintance again.

The friends were also very surprised when they saw someone.

Mo Jing couldn't help but move closer to Yunzheng and asked in a low voice: "Ayun, is this the Protector Mo Yu?"


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