It is the seventh day of September in the year 734 of the Southern Calendar, 147 of the New Calendar.
In the evening of that day, Lu Ran won the ticket for the final selection of the Huantian Dajiao. Although the process was not satisfactory, the ending was like this.
In a house in the central market of Jueying City, the lights were still bright late at night, and people were running back and forth, discussing, copying, and transcribing something.
In a room, two blank papers were placed in front of Ma Xiaoyan. One was as smooth as a mirror and as white as snow, while the other was much rougher.
After thinking for a while, Ma Xiaoyan wrote the following message on the piece of paper Xue Xue——
Among them, Li Mojun, the champion of the winter arena, is from England. He is forty-two years old, a Taoist priest, and has raised two fairy beasts. One day, one day, he had good luck and good courage, but it was a pity that he was picked off the horse. That Luer Yun.
This person's overall rating is up and down.
The autumn challenger's name is Lai Pa'er, also known as Lai Lai Jushi. He is 318 years old. He is an alchemist from Luozhu Kingdom. He has a magic weapon, good luck, good courage, and good overall evaluation.
The Summer Challenger is the only female among the four. She is a sixteen-year-old alchemist named Wan Yinxin. She comes from the Kingdom of Liuhe. She is the goddess of the Wan clan of Liuhe Wanren Mountain. She possesses a treasure, good luck, and courage. Up and down, the overall evaluation is up and down.
Ran Lu, the master of Spring Challenge, is eighteen years old. He is from Xia Ya. He has no sect or sect, and no foundation for Qi refining. He has a magic weapon and a treasure of insight into the Heavenly Lord. His chances are good, but his courage is average.
Overview……
Ma Xiaoyan hesitated for a long time, and finally solemnly added the word "下中" at the end.
Then he immediately changed to another piece of rough paper and wrote the following title on it——
Huantian Dajiao is operated in a black box again! Ran Lu’s true identity is shocking!
Why is this so! The son of the former Prince Xiaya was made into sugar pills by the Heavenly Lord of Huanjiao!
Goddess or leftover girl? The orphan girl of the Wan family tried so hard to hide her true age, but it was because of an unspeakable secret!
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After reviewing it twice and feeling very satisfied, I carefully put away another piece of paper, picked up the rough paper filled with sensational news, and sent it to the editor's office upstairs.
Ma Xiaoyan, a storyteller at Debao Building at the entrance to Jueyingcheng’s second-hand market, is the youngest main writer in the history of Huaban. After tonight, after handing in the last draft, he will have a new identity.
An identity that I couldn't even imagine in my dreams three days ago.
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Nanlanhai.
On the island closest to the south among the ten islands.
Since Xu Fu came back, whenever she had time, she would stand here and look towards the direction of Jueying City.
It’s self-evident what exactly he is looking for.
Zhen Jiayu, who was wearing a flower on her head, handed over a letter and sighed at the side: "This Mr. Lu is really blessed with immortality. Fortunately, there is no danger, and the place of disciple in the inner chamber is easily available."
Xu Fu glanced at the newspaper clippings on the letterhead. Instead of feeling happy, Xu Fu felt more anxious.
After a long silence, Xu Fu sighed longly in the direction of Jueying City and said, "But this is not good news."
"Speaking of which, I've always wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask, okay, why did you come back alone?" Zhen Jiayu asked very carefully.
"I..." Xu Fu nodded and then shook her head subconsciously, and finally said with a hint of fear: "I saw things I shouldn't have seen, and I saw things I didn't want to see."
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Immortal Villa, in the secret room of Wuxi.
The twelve immortals gathered together again.
The time they spent gathering here in the past hundreds of years is probably not as good as these few days.
The meeting was naturally chaired by Huaihuang from the Zhengzhi Bureau and Liu Ping'er from the Internal Affairs Bureau.
The protagonists of the meeting were Gong Shudou from the Equipment Bureau, Zhou Quan from the Intelligence Bureau, and Qin Wujia from the Engineering Bureau.
The three of them came with a heavy box.
The box is full of flowers made of paper, and each one is thin in the hand.
The style is exactly the same as the iron flower given by Lu Ran.
The twelve immortals, each holding a handful in their hands, looked at it carefully, smelled it, and touched it. They were simply mesmerized.
Finally, under the leadership of Huaihuang, the twelve people stood up collectively and respectfully bowed three times to the three paintings hanging behind them.
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Lu Ran, in a daze, defeated Li Chunfu, and returned to the fifth underground floor of Wanhuan Building surrounded by a group of people. Then he was invited to the sixth floor of Wanhuan Tower by the little boy from Huanjiao. After staying temporarily on the tenth floor, I finally got a moment of peace.
But after he was at peace, he thought more, and all kinds of worries came to him at once, making him feel a little lonely again.
At this time, Shinan and Beiquan invited him to play on Caohua Street. They said that Emperor Insight was also going. Lu Ran thought about it and said he was a little tired, so he refused.
He suddenly remembered that after Chu Yi was beaten by the female alchemist Wan Yinxin to the point of running away, he was no longer seen in the crowd. Could he be waiting for him?
He changed into a hooded robe that he didn't usually wear, and quietly reached the second underground floor where Chu Yi was.
When he opened the door, he saw that Mr. Chu was half-naked, holding a wine bottle, and soundly asleep.
What kind of loss are you talking about?
What kind of sorrow am I talking about?
Lu Ran didn't care about the difference between men and women, woke him up, waited for him to change his clothes, and then suggested that they go to the tavern for a drink.
The two of them dragged themselves all the way to the unknown tavern they were familiar with.
In fact, this tavern originally had a signboard, but it was in disrepair. The owner also changed several times, and the business was average, so it just got around.
The original name of this store was "Wuxuejian".
I don’t know what it means, maybe it’s a way of saying that this is a store that is honest and does not bully customers.
"I know what this name means." After listening to the waiter's explanation, Lu Ran patted his chest, "It means 'a world where no one can bully', and it was chosen based on the name of the Master Wu Bull."
The waiter smiled and agreed, obviously not knowing about this and not caring.
In the entire store, there were four or five tables of customers, all of whom were indifferent. It seemed that Jueying City had indeed forgotten Master Wu Qi a long time ago.
"Hey, hey, why haven't you drank yet, and people have already started talking nonsense." Chu Yi saw the flame of fear flashing through Lu Ran's eyes, and then he smiled inexplicably, "Man, then Let’s start with a few pots of ‘Hateful Fire’, and don’t want any other wine.”
"Yes, today is a good day to celebrate. Let's not go home until we get drunk!" Chu Yi remained the same, adapting to the wind.
After a while, after drinking three cups of "hate fire", both of them felt very light and light. Under the guidance of an extremely beautiful woman who had never seen them before, the two of them entered the room. The second floor of the tavern has never been visited before.
