Chapter 95 Beginning

As soon as the sky was dawn, Zhang Yan, who was meditated, suddenly opened his eyes and got up and walked out. However, he saw Shi Luocheng standing respectfully outside the door. Seeing him come out, he quickly said respectfully, "Master!"

In fact, Zhang Yan noticed that Shiluocheng came in the middle of last night, but he did not open the door to meet. He wanted to see if his servant was still respectful to himself dozens of days after he left.

Shiluo City did not knock on the door, but stood quietly outside the door, looking like a stone sculpture, and the color of respect has never changed until now.

Seeing his attitude, Zhang Yan was finally relieved. At least for the time being, he didn't have to worry that Shi Luocheng would betray himself and reveal the soul stone.

The purpose of Shiluo City is very simple. Ask Zhang Yan to participate in the trial conference, or how to fake it in this situation once he meets Zhang Yan and the two become opponents.

He won't win Zhang Yan. After all, he is consciously sitting on a servant's job.

This matter is really necessary. Zhang Yan thought for a little and asked, "Are you sure to enter the top few? I mean among these outside disciples.

"Except for the owner, it is absolutely no problem to enter the top three." A strong self-confidence emerged on Shi Luocheng's resolute face, and his whole body was like a long sword out of its sheath, showing its sharpness. But then the momentum came to an end and the usual calmness was restored.

Zhang Yan's eyes condensed and naturally saw the change of the momentum before and after Shiluo City, and built a great success! Unexpectedly, after he got the soul stone, he would advance from the later stage of foundation building to the great perfection in just a few decades! I couldn't help smacking my tongue secretly, and I accidentally accepted a plagiarism servant.

"What skills have you practiced?" Zhang Yan was curious about what kind of skill it is and that the soul stone can play such a big role.

"Can I not say anything? The owner will definitely know in the future..." There was no trace of embarrassment on Shi Luocheng's face and simply refused.

Zhang Yan was stunned. Indeed, who doesn't have any secrets of his own? The servant is also a human being, not to mention such a proud and plagiarised servant?

"Taoist friend..." Liao Yuhu hurried over and saw Shi Luocheng with a cold face. He quickly shut up and looked puzzled.

Zhang Yan turned his head and looked at Liao Yuhu, but said to Shi Luocheng, "Go ahead and prepare for the game. If you and I really become opponents, it will be a few days later."

Shi Luocheng arched his hand and turned away. He didn't even look at Liao Yuhu, and his expression was extremely cold and arrogant.

"What is he... looking for a Taoist friend?" Liao Yuhu and other Shiluo City disappeared from sight and quickly asked.

"Let's go. It's time for the game to start." Zhang Yan glanced at him, did not answer, and took the lead in walking forward.

Liao Yuhu had to follow quickly and still looked a little confused, but as long as Zhang Yan's participation in the trial conference was not delayed, everything else was fine.

......

At the top of Zhuxi Peak of Qianyuzong, a hundred feet of open space in front of Cuiyu Hall.

Eighteen huge ringes are located on it, and each ring is equipped with array protection, emitting a faint white light. This is a three-level array tortoise armor array, which is extremely strong enough to resist the full blow of a golden elixir monk!

A bronze bell is hung next to each ring, which is used for issuing orders. In a huge open space in the center of the 18 ring, an exquisite small attic rises up, surrounded by white jade guardrails, and there is a pavilion.

More than 2600 foreign disciples have signed up for the competition, and more than 6,000 have not signed up, so they can't do too low. At this time, the rising sun was half exposed in the sea of clouds, and the front of the ring at the top of Zhuxi Peak was already full of people, either excited, whispering, or closing your eyes and breathing, without saying a word, or running around to find friends...

When Zhang Yan and Liao Yuhu came, they looked around and there was a lot of people. When I squeezed into the council hall of Cuiyu Hall, I saw a ten-foot-sized streamer mirror above the hall, full of fly-head small characters, which was written about the contestants' matches and opponents. Since Zhuxifeng's trial conference has to select 50 disciples in three days, and there are nearly 3,000 participants, the one-day competition is divided into a complicated number of games and strictly stipulated time. The competition was presided over by Qingchuan, known as the first monk of Jindan, and Yang Chan, his younger brother in the middle of Jindan. There was a Jindan monk in each of the 18 ring as the referee.

Zhang Yan ignored these, but looked at his games and opponents carefully, and then came out with Liao Yuhu. But I saw an extremely tall old man stop them from going with a smile.

Liao Yuhu's face changed and he hurried forward and said respectfully, "Father!"

"There is no need to see the courtesy. I just came to see Zhang Yan's Taoist friend." The old man waved his hand and looked at Zhang Yan with a smile.

Zhang Yan was stunned. The old man was ordinary and majestic. He turned out to be Liao Yuhu's father, Liao Ruogu, the patriarch of the Liao family.

What is he doing here?

Liao Ruogu looked warm, with a smile on his face and looked at Zhang Yan carefully. A strange color flashed on his face. Gradually, the smile on his face disappeared. He hummed slightly, stared at Liao Yuhu and turned into the crowd.

Liao Ruogu appeared for a moment and left after seeing Zhang Yan's appearance, without hiding the disappointment on his face. Obviously, he thought that Zhang Yan, a guy in the middle of the foundation, was not as powerful as his son described.

Liao Yuhu smiled bitterly and was about to explain. Zhang Yan stretched out his hand to stop him and walked out, "Let's go to Wu Xiurong!"

"She also participated? Does this girl dare to come here to make a fool of her mid-term foundation? Liao Yuhu was stunned and followed Zhang Yan with surprise on his face.

Zhang Yan turned his head and glanced at Liao Yuhu, with a cold look in his eyes.

Liao Yuhu was stunned again and dared not speak any more.

Just now, in the council hall, Zhang Yan saw Wu Xiurong's name and scene, and she must have come back...

Zhang Yan was eager to take a look at the girl, so he hurried to the ring in the southwest corner.

......

Wu Tailai half narrowed his eyes and looked at his daughter and Xue Longshan, Xue's eldest daughter, with a smile. Beside him, the thin old man with triangular eyes hunched and stood respectfully aside.

"Sister, sister, is the little leopard you mentioned really that cute? Why didn't I see him take it~" Wu Xiurong's big watery eyes were full of curiosity, but his pink little mouth pouted.

Xue Longshan squeezed her lips and smiled and said, "Shh~ that little leopard is bad, don't mention it."

"Why is it broken? Sister, you said that he is fleshy, and I like it~" Wu Xiurong stretched out her white and tender hand and pulled the corners of Xue Longshan's clothes, and her little face was begging.

Why is it broken... Xue Longshan's pretty face suddenly raised a drunken blush. She remembered the embarrassing scene that day and whispered, "Anyway, it's very bad, bad!"

Tell me quickly, otherwise my man will come, and I'll let him beat you, haha~" Wu Xiurong was going to stretch out her pink and snowy little fist to scare her, but as soon as he mentioned Zhang Yan, she was happy and smiled.

"You...man, you are so ashamed~" Xue Longshan's eyes flashed with surprise and stretched out her hand and pinched Wu Xiurong's small nose.

Wu Xiurong giggled, avoided Xue Longshan's hand, and said carelessly, "He is my man~"

"When did he become your man?" Somehow, Xue Longshan's heart tightened, and a trace of unnatural flashed on her beautiful face.

"I..." Wu Xiurong broke her finger and thought for a moment before saying, "It's very early. We are both old husband and wife, haha"

Xue Longshan was stunned, but she didn't laugh. She remembered what Wu Xiurong said when she first saw Zhang Yan.

"Remember, big brother, this is the first time I say I love someone~"

Xue Longshan suddenly felt a trace of melancholy and couldn't speak.

Wu Xiurong still looked ignorant. She looked around with big eyes and sighed, "I don't know if my man has come..."

Wu Tailai, who was beside him, suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked at the old man beside him, with a trace of coldness flashing in his eyes.

Far away, Zhang Yan and Liao Yuhu finally came to the southwest corner. At a glance, they saw Wu Xiurong and Xue Longshan standing beside the ring. They were about to come forward, but they saw Wu Tailai and the thin triangular-eyed old man behind them.

With a concentration in his eyes, Zhang Yan hesitated. Since the day he saw Wu Tailai, he had a bad feeling in his heart, especially the triangular-eyed servant, who inadvertently flowed murderous intent in his eyes. As long as he was not a fool, he could see that he was biased against himself!

Liao Yuhu also saw them, paused beside Zhang Yan and muttered, "No wonder this girl is in the late stage of building the foundation..." There was a trace of envy and loss in her tone.

"Let's go back. My game is about to start." Zhang Yan thought for a little and turned his head back.

"Aren't you going to see them?" Liao Yuhu was stunned and tried his best to squeeze here from the dense crowd, just to have a look?

Zhang Yan didn't answer him, and his pace was faster.

Liao Yuhu shook his head and followed helplessly.

Zhang Yan's competition is located in a ring in the northeast corner. When he and Liao Yuhu came here, the trial conference was about to begin in a quarter of an hour.

sudly~~

A burst of clear cranes cut through the sky and spread all over the peak of Zhuxi Peak in the morning red glow.

Twenty extraordinary white cranes landed from the clouds. In the middle of the middle of the attic, 20 silver-clad monks jumped off the white crane, with their clothes fluttering and graceful posture.

The leader is Qingchuan with sword eyebrows, and behind him are the unruly Yang Chan and 18 other golden elixir monks.

As soon as Qingchuan and other people appeared, the scene was suddenly silent and stood up with a respectful look.

For a moment, there was only the sound of the morning breeze blowing bamboo leaves.

When Zhang Yan saw Qingchuan and Yang Chan, he felt a chill in his heart. Why are they two?

Qingchuan and Yang Chan have communicated with him several times, and even Yang Chan has always doubted his identity. But Zhang Yan was sure that Yang Chan's suspicion could not withstand scrutiny. He just lost face in front of himself and had resentment in his heart.

Zhang Yan is most vigilant about Qingchuan. Every time he comes into contact with him, although he is warm and polite every time, he knows that Qingchuan brings great pressure on himself.

Shaking his head gently, Zhang Yan stopped thinking about this. He used Yi magic, and his cultivation was in the middle of the foundation. He still used the Zhenyuan of Aoki's attributes, even if they saw themselves.