Chapter 551 Ten days later, the Dongxuan Competition!

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Luo Yi may not know yet, but he actually saved Su Minglou's life by preventing him from coming to see the bamboo slips in the East Palace.

Because no one except the Luo family can read this scroll of bamboo slips.

If the beauty cannot help but open up when she returns, the best result is that her soul will be broken and she will become an idiot.

The power Luo Yi had previously speculated was that this bamboo slip was enough to hurt a monk at the peak of the Return to the Void Realm.

But in fact, if there is no bloodline of the Luo family, even if you are in the Tongxuan realm, your soul will be injured, or...

When the body dies, the Tao disappears.

It's just that Luo Yi seems to be kept in the dark for a long, long time about this secret.

Luo Yi didn't know what Luo Tianchen wanted to do. If he just wanted to enter the Luo Fairyland, then relying on this outrageously detailed bamboo slip would indeed be a big help to Luo Yi.

It can even be said that it paved a way for Luo Yi.

This bamboo slip is really too detailed.

Many familiar names pop up on it.

Whether it's Mucang, Jian Guming, or Shentu Yushu, they are all on the list.

In addition, there are many names that Luo Yi has never heard of.

It's just that most of these people come from the Western Region and the Eastern Region.

The realm of these people is not low, and their Taoist age is over ninety and under a hundred years old.

Compared with these people, a genius like Makura seems to be a generation behind.

Because Luo Yi learned from the bamboo slips that Makang and Shentu Yushu had just passed their thirties.

Only thirty years old.

As for Jian Guming, his Taoist age, in the words of Shanxia Yazi, is only ancient.

If he had never been involved in monasticism, he would have been a gray-haired person in his twilight years.

But a hundred years may have passed since he practiced Taoism in the mountains, retreated and came out again.

Therefore, in the eyes of monks, everyone under the age of 100 is a veritable young man.

And Luo Yi is only twenty-one years old this year.

But his character has been tortured by Luo Tianchen for a long time, like a centenarian.

Even more so.

Luo Yi took a deep breath and continued to read the bamboo slips.

It's just that after every half of the incense stick, you have to take a long rest.

He silently wrote down every name on the bamboo slips.

But there is a very strange place on this bamboo slip.

There are forty-nine names on it, not written in ink. These names glow with blood-red luster on the bamboo slips.

These names were written by Luo Tianchen in blood.

Luo Yi didn't know what the difference was between these forty-nine people. Their realms were not high. Most of them had just entered the realm of returning to the virtual world. The highest level was only the fifth level of the returning realm, and the lowest level even had the divine sea. territory.

However, Luo Yi didn't know Luo Tianchen's specific intention, so he forced himself not to think too much, because once his mind fluctuated too much, he might fall into Luo Tianchen's way again inexplicably.

It seemed to be just an ordinary bamboo slip, but the moment Luo Yi got it, everything seemed to be different.

Time flies, it seems that it is just a blink of an eye, and one and a half months pass quietly.

Unknowingly, autumn has entered the entire Northern Territory.

The originally green branches and leaves have turned a bit yellow, and even the wind seems a bit more desolate.

And Luo Yi finally finished reading the bamboo slips.

When Luo Yi left the Tower of the Dead, his eyes were bloodshot.

What's even more strange is that after Luo Yi memorized the contents of this bamboo slip, this strange bamboo slip seemed to have lost its strange power.

But what disappeared along with it were the words on the bamboo slips...

Luo Yi rubbed his eyes. Logically speaking, Luo Yi would rarely feel tired in his current state.

But now, Luo Yi felt the long-lost fatigue, and his mind was groggy, which made him look a little listless.

When Luo Yi appeared in the palace, he found that Su Minglou and others were gathered here.

Even Chen Mo, Jing Haoran and others were there.

The beauty came first, "Sir, are you okay?"

Hongyan wanted to step forward to help Luo Yi, but Luo Yi just waved his hand, but he didn't seem to see it. When he appeared in front of everyone, Su Youlan was the first to take a small step, but when Hongyan left After passing by, for some unknown reason, the third princess stopped there and did not come to Luo Yi.

Among the people present, it seemed that only the girl Su Qingqiu, who was sitting on the wall and chewing an apple, saw Su Youlan's little move.

The girl shook her head and sighed while nibbling on the apple.

"This little girl is probably hopeless."

Luo Yi glanced up and found that almost everyone was here except Ren Miaomiao.

Luo Yi turned his head and looked at the pavilion in the middle of the lake, but he didn't even see that figure.

"Where's Ren Piaomiao?"

Everyone, look at me and I look at you. No one knows where the swordsman in white has gone.

Luo Yi sighed, "That's all, he has this temper. He should be back before the Dongxuan Competition."

Luo Yi looked at everyone: "Is there any news about the reception?"

Su Minglou was the first to speak: "In three days, Liuli Taoist Academy will send a gentleman and several disciples to attend this cocktail party."

"Three days..." Luo Yi read the time silently.

Well, I can take a good rest in these three days.

Su Youlan said softly: "At sunrise seven days after the reception, the Dongxuan Competition will begin."

"And it is said that this time's competition is very different from the usual competitions. Regarding the specific changes, Liuli Taoist Academy has not yet given any information."

Luo Yi nodded. In fact, he had already guessed that this competition was unusual.

No matter what happens, as long as it has something to do with Luo Tianchen, he will definitely not follow the rules, and there will definitely be various situations.

Jing Haoran suddenly said: "The Jingtian Pavilion headquarters has sent many people over. Every time there is a competition, the headquarters will come to do some 'big business'. I will introduce you to a few people at that time. After all... "

Jing Haoran smiled and said, "After all, you still have the identity of a heaven-appraisal master. Those who want to come to the headquarters also want to make friends with you."

Luo Yi nodded and said: "Since he is coming from the Jingtian Pavilion headquarters, it is indeed time to meet him. If I remember correctly, in a few years it will be your Jingtian Pavilion's treasure appraisal conference, right?"

Jing Haoran smiled and nodded.

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Mo took over the conversation: "There are people from the Hidden Wind Tower headquarters as well, but they're not coming for me, they're coming for you."

Luo Yi was stunned, "Are you here for me?"

Chen Mo sighed: "I'm also very surprised. It's just that the envoy from Hidden Wind Tower wants to see you by name. It seems that someone is telling you what you did in the Eternal Secret Realm and what happened outside the Necronomicon Tower. War, all were passed back to the headquarters, and as for what the envoy meant, it is still worthy of scrutiny."

Luo Yi took a few steps forward and sat on the stone bench in the pavilion. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyebrows.

A wisp of autumn wind came, carrying a few slightly yellow leaves, and slowly blew them in front of Luo Yi.

Luo Yi reached out to catch the fallen leaf and sighed slightly.

"What a troubled time."