The man in front of him has lost the temperament of a master of martial arts. His brows no longer showed the evil and breathtaking look before. He has returned to his original appearance, clean and pure. Standing there, he seems to have blended in. The calm tranquility of the entire natural world seemed even more evil than before.
"This technique is indeed excellent, much better than the breath-condensing technique I used before."
"Really? As long as it's useful." Her tone was still very calm, but Cao An vaguely felt that she seemed a little unhappy.
"It's almost time and I've finished drinking, so I'll take Jiu'er back first." Su Jinyao stood up quietly, said goodbye to Cao An, and left with Su Jiu'er who was still a little reluctant to leave. Cao An waved his sleeves , put away the things placed on the roof, and the next second the figure appeared in the yard.
The disturbance caused by Su Jinyao only lasted for one night, and she never appeared in the courtyard where the Baiyu Jingmen were housed. However, Su Jiuer came a few times, asking Cao An to tell her stories, or maybe I went to play with Li Dou'er, and during this period I also brought some bunches of candied haws to Cao An and the others from the Shendu market.
Five days passed in a flash, and Cao An saw with his own eyes that the deep hidden building disappeared into nothingness, gradually becoming dim and transparent, then disappearing completely without any fluctuation in power, just like the original cloud. Just like the previous one, this day is the official start of Wuzong's banquet.
The sun was rising, it was cloudless, and it was a good weather. On the huge school grounds, a total of forty seats were raised, twenty on the left and twenty on each side. On each seat, umbrellas were thoughtfully prepared to protect them from the sun. There is also something special about it. The first seven tables and chairs on both sides are all vermilion, and after the seventh seat, they are yellow.
The main seat is the strangest thing. The emperor's dragon chair is not in the middle position, but a few points off. From his seat down, there is King Pingtian Zhao Tianxing, and then down there are the eldest princess Fengyang and Jing. Anhou Li Chuang. Cao An's position was still below Princess Fengyang. Next to the seat, there was a medium-sized sign.
It should be about the size of a palm, with the three characters Bai Yujing written on it.
Bai Yujing Cao An, Martial Academy Cen Zhan, Tianjian Sect Yuwen Wudi, Jingzhou Tiandao Sect Bai Chongjia, Tianxia Bookstore Chief Fan Daqian, Great Eunuch Fengjiu, and Yu Lingjun commander He Zhijun.
Cao An just came over, and the people sitting in the seats had smiles on their faces, and they began to introduce themselves to Cao An. It was obvious that they were not familiar with each other to that extent, but they gave people a feeling of knowing each other. Cao An He responded one by one, and he probably understood the meaning, but he didn't say it clearly.
He didn't expect that all this would happen so quickly. The situation he originally thought did not happen. Instead, it became the current situation. Inexplicably, there were still some ripples in his calm heart. He had already sensed a lot of them while he was there. The Seventh Scene of Martial Arts Master, what could be more exciting than witnessing a real martial arts master?
Yes, but probably very few.
On the other side, it is also very clear that Jiangshan, the leader of Wutang Mountain, is wearing a green and black robe. Those who don't know really think that he is an old scholar who engages in learning. Next in order is Wujie, a black-robed monk who is enshrined in the Marquis Mansion of Jingan. , Daluoshou Meng Qianli, Yan Wuxiang, the owner of Tingfeng Tower, Song Qi, the elder of the Beast Control Sect, Fei Fulong, the leader of the Baiyun Sect, and Guo Tong, the sworn brother of Jingan Hou Li Chuang.
Seven people versus seven people, all the sects in the world have long seen that the situation is not quite right. At this moment, they no longer have any grudges. Compared with their own trivial matter, they are more looking forward to the competition between the two dragons. This lasts for a whole day. After nearly a hundred years of overt and covert fighting, the winner will finally be decided today.
Although this method seems a bit childish, the position of the Ninth Five-year-old and the Dabao is determined in this way, but it is the most suitable method for the current Yin Dynasty. None of them can afford to bet. When it comes to fighting to the last soldier, who is benefiting from such disputes and killings?
Back then, they could still accumulate their own strength step by step, but this time, once they were separated, they no longer had enough time and ability to reintegrate these resources and strength. Of course, even so, according to King Pingtian's It is absolutely impossible for Xingzi to accept such an approach.
It wasn't until that night that an old man walked out of the imperial mausoleum in Houshan and visited Pingtian King Zhao Tianxing. Everything was just as Emperor Zhao Tianli expected, taking advantage of the opportunity of Wuzong's banquet to embark on this path.
It was a coincidence, but it was probably because the Yin Dynasty was destined to die. The man in the imperial mausoleum had not appeared for nearly two hundred years. No one knew where he had gone. It was not until recently that he suddenly appeared in the imperial mausoleum. In the mausoleum.
"His Majesty Emperor Wu has arrived!!"
"King Pingtian has arrived!!" Two people walked out from both sides one after the other. Emperor Zhao Tianli was in front, while Zhao Tianxing slowed down two steps with a gentle look on his face and walked to his seat. He also glanced at the emperor above him, until he was sure that the emperor was sitting down, then he cupped his hands towards the people present and sat down.
The eunuch beside the emperor changed. After receiving the emperor's instruction, the eunuch folded his hands forward.
"The Wuzong Banquet has officially begun, and the sect level challenge can begin!"
Cao An looked back at the area. Starting from the eighth seat on both sides, there were already representatives of various sects. He saw two people from the Fire Cloud Fox Clan, as well as a few from the Jingkong Sect, and there were people from the Zhenwu Sect. Cao An also paid more attention to the people in Xinjianzhai, but unfortunately he didn't see anyone he was familiar with.
No, there is actually one, but isn’t that person originally from the family? How could he become a member of Xinjianzhai? Li Jinlan, this woman who had had some conflicts with Cao An, was sitting behind the seat of Xinjianzhai with her head lowered. She was no longer the same as she had seen before, as if someone had taken away the pride in her chest. .
Looking now, the people who were arranged in the seats on both sides, although there was a lot of excitement and expectation between their brows, they were also mixed with a faint worry. Cao An understood the reason as soon as he thought about it. Among the first seven seats , everyone knows how to divide it, but the sects behind them don't have that idea.
Being arranged in this way, if you really have other ideas, it will be very bad for yourself.
Cao An's eyes moved and he saw a familiar person again! However, the latter didn't look over. He sat quietly cross-legged and closed his eyes to rest. It seemed that everything around him had nothing to do with him. Cao An felt very strange. Sitting there, he didn't look like a person. He didn't have much popularity, but more like He is an unattainable and illusory god.
That kind of aura suddenly evoked Cao An's memory, just like the feeling he had when he faced the Collarbone Bodhisattva in the ruined temple. The slight difference was that she was more holy and illusory than the Collarbone Bodhisattva. .
She is Xinyue who has returned to the Blood Spirit Cult! !
