"Following True Lord Yuan Heng should be Fairy Fufeng. She has been quite popular in the sect recently, and many of the disciples below have heard of such a person. But it's normal for you, uncle, not to have heard of her. Yes." The disciple who spoke secretly praised the other party, implying that Ningxia and the other party were not on the same level.
"Fufeng?" The woman's tone became more and more suspicious.
Ningxia is indeed one of the more popular ones recently. Before this, she could even be said to be unknown. Her current fame and popularity are almost due to this competition. So what the other party said is absolutely correct.
However, for some people with higher eyesight or disciples who are strong and only focus on cultivation, Ningxia is not enough, or they are dismissive, or they have never heard of it.
This person is also not well-known, but she is completely different from Ning Xia. She lacks nothing, and in terms of background, she surpasses hundreds of other people in Ningxia. That disciple is a smart man and naturally knows who is most beneficial to him.
Xun Jiao glanced at Ning Xia's leaving figure again, her eyes inexplicable, and she didn't know what she was thinking.
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Ning Xia and others went to the venue and found that the situation had changed again this time.
If there was a kind of World Cup viewing venue before, then this time it was completely cleared, there were no seats, and it was completely empty. I guess everyone will have to stand and listen to the opening ceremony for a while.
She didn't know if "Butterfly" would be released later. Although she knew it was unlikely, she was still curious about the matching method this time.
Many people have already come to the venue, standing together in twos and threes chatting. This time, there were no fixed seats in the way, and everyone seemed much more comfortable for some reason. They were already chatting in full swing before the competition started.
True Lord Yuan Heng was also very capable. He walked around the huge venue and pulled out several lost Formation Hall disciples, and gathered them together in a short time.
"You guys, I asked you to wait outside the venue. Don't come in first. It will make us have a hard time. And you, what are you laughing at... You two are not as good as others. I have a few younger ones. If you know how to come in and look for people, you can just stand at the market and chat. If I hadn't gone to look for you two, I'm afraid I still wouldn't have seen anyone."
Ningxia and He Haigong successfully became negative examples in teaching young disciples
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"Only two people from our Formation Hall have made it to the second round of this competition. You guys need to be more competitive... where is the other person?"
A very tender-faced young monk in the crowd weakly raised his hand.
"There seem to be a lot less people this time." Ning Xia looked around suspiciously and whispered.
"Half of the monks were eliminated in the first round, so there are naturally a lot less. It is said that many of the defeated disciples were stimulated this time to go into seclusion again, or out of anger they applied to go out to experience more training."
Thinking of the news they knew before, Ning Xia guessed that the other party would probably doubt their life if they came back and heard some news.
If we can survive this round, we can truly enter the finals. That’s when it really comes into play.
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"Zhenjun Lingche, he's awake!"
"What?" As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, Lingche Zhenjun saw someone running out to see someone in a hurry, with an excited look on his face, and he was about to reprimand the other person for his powerful actions.
Unexpectedly, he couldn't hold himself any longer at the next moment. Hearing Xie Shi's movement, he rushed into the yard.
God knows he was going crazy.
This little bastard, who just said he had grown up a few days ago, did something like this in a few days, which scared his old father to death. Right now, Zhenjun Lingche just wants to hold someone's shoulders, shake them, and ask him, what are you doing?
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"It turns out to be Senior Nephew Ning. I haven't seen you for a long time..."
"You've grown up too. You're a big girl, and I didn't even dare to recognize you just now." Zhenjun Lingche said with emotion, his attitude was quite close. This kind attitude towards his family's nephews made the disciples of the Huyang Sect who followed behind him I couldn't help but murmur in my heart. But because Ningxia was still there, no one asked.
The other party asked her about her current situation again. Ningxia had a very good impression of this elder. She and Xie Shi were also good friends, and Ningxia had a natural affinity with him.
But for some reason, Ning Xia always felt that there was a lingering worry and solemnity in the other party's expression today. Every time he notices it clearly, and wants to look carefully, he finds that there is nothing there. The other person looks normal... which makes Ningxia a little confused.
"Junior sister Ning, you are here..." It was He Haigong's voice. Ning Xia had made an appointment with him and Jin Lin to wait here. She came a little earlier and didn't expect to meet Zhenjun Lingche here. The other party shouted again, and Ning Xia was hesitating whether to respond first and ask him to wait there or to bring him over to see him politely. Zhenjun Lingche is a great master of alchemy, so it is good to know each other, but...
"He's here to find you, right?" Zhenjun Lingche raised his eyebrows and glanced behind her. The other party had obviously noticed his presence. He was standing far away with no intention of disturbing her, but his eyes were still staring in the direction of Ningxia. , couldn't help but smile: "You will participate in the competition later. I won't bother you. We are meeting in a hurry. I will ask San'er to find you when I have time in a few days. You have to work harder for the competition. Go stop."
"Yes, that disciple will leave first." Ning Xia was stunned for a moment and then responded, bowed and left, walking towards He Haigong not far away.
Looking at the two people who had walked away, a disciple couldn't help but ask: "Master, this is..." If he read correctly, the emblem of the Wuhua Sect was embroidered on the sleeves of the other party. This should be a disciple of the Wuhua Sect, but he seems to be very familiar with their master.
"A friend of your junior brother, she has quite a connection with our sect. If you meet her in the future, you might as well take care of her." The connection is indeed very deep, not only because of Xie Shi, but also because of the incident that has already happened. Secrets buried in the dust of time. After all, their sect indirectly owed the other party a big favor, but it was just not enough to be appreciated by outsiders.
And the fewer people know about it, the better, both for them and for Ningxia itself.
"Yes." It turns out he is Xie Shi's friend. No wonder he is so kind. Master loves their little junior brother the most. Just thinking of the current situation, they looked at Zhenjun Lingche with some worry.
Ning Xia's figure was no longer visible, and it took a long time for Zhenjun Lingche to say: "Let's go."
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"Who was that just now?" He Haigong asked doubtfully. Although it was impossible for him to recognize all the monks in the sect at his level, the one just now was very eye-catching in terms of his dressing style and the disciples around him, so he should not be a monk in his sect.
Turns out his instincts were good.
"That is Zhenjun Lingche of the Huyang Sect. Do you still remember the Hundred-turn Pill that Senior Brother Jin took before? It was refined by this person.
