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"Xiaoyu, are there any restrictions during the competition?" Xu Ziyan asked softly.

"No." Ximenyu shook his head and said, "Both parties in the competition can use all means."

Xu Ziyan nodded, and said lightly: "So, on our side, let some of us young people go up to practice. Me, Xu Shu and Xiaobai, the three of us go up and fight."

Ximenyu didn't hesitate at all when he heard the words, he couldn't see through Xiaobai's cultivation, just like an ordinary mortal. He couldn't see through Xu Shu's cultivation, but Xu Ziyan said she could do it, so he didn't have the slightest doubt. Who is Xu Ziyan in Ximenyu's heart? That is a godlike person. To some extent, Ximenyu's admiration for Xu Ziyan has surpassed that of his father Ximen Guyan.

Think about it, Xu Ziyan is not a monk of Shenjizong, but he can break the transformation technique of Shenjizong. And it can refine the Sanyuan Dan. Sometimes, Ximenyu really doubts whether Xu Ziyan's real cultivation base is the tenth layer of alchemy stage?

Ximenjie glanced back and forth at Xu Ziyan, Xu Shu and Xiaobai, and finally couldn't help laughing:

"Hahaha..., old eight. My brother is really pitiful to you. The monks who can be sent out under his hands are all so good. Well, old eight, do you have enmity with Xu Ziyan and the others? You Isn't this letting them die?"

Ximenyu's face suddenly turned livid, and he said coldly: "Second brother, the person on my side has already been selected. And there is no replacement manpower, you can send someone, be more refreshing, don't be a mother-in-law. "

Ximenjie's face changed, and he said with a sneer: "Baby, don't tell me, it's really not easy for me to find a monk who is one level higher than them. There is no way. It’s very high, it’s really hard to find such a level of garbage.”

Ximenyu's expression froze, Xiaobai raised his head from the binge eating, and looked at Ximenjie with murderous intent in his eyes. Xu Shu looked at Ximenjie quietly, like a lurking poisonous snake staring at its prey.

Only Xu Ziyan is still faint, and his expression has not changed at all.

All this naturally fell into Ximenjie's eyes. He frowned slightly calmly, feeling that the three people on the opposite side seemed not very easy to deal with. After beckoning, a guard ran over, Ximenjie gave some soft instructions, and the guard left quickly.

After a quarter of an hour, only twenty or so alchemy cultivators walked towards this table from a distance. to come to the front,

Neatly saluted Ximen Jie:

"Meet the second son."

Xu Ziyan swept his eyes and saw clearly that these people in front of him were all monks with more than 80% of the alchemy stage. And from the temperament of the other party, it can be seen at a glance that they are all characters who have experienced countless fights, and they are definitely not comparable to monks who only know how to cultivate but have no experience in fighting. Most importantly, they are all young, with unlimited potential and future.

Moreover, it can be seen from these people's names for Ximenjie that they should be Ximenjie's core subordinates, maybe they are the confidantes that Ximenjie has worked hard to cultivate. Because they called Ximen Jie the Second Young Master, instead of addressing Ximen Jie as the master like the Xu clan members who served as servants and maids in the Yongsheng Pavilion. This is the difference between subordinates and slaves, that is to say, Ximenjie only regards the Xu family as servants, not subordinates.

"Second brother, it's really a big deal. You have even pulled out the secret camp that you have always treasured and trained yourself." Ximenyu said sarcastically, but there was tension in the depths of his eyes.

The Dark Camp can be said to be a trump card for Ximenjie in the future. The monks in the dark camp are all young monks with excellent qualifications selected by Ximenjie from many followers, and they have made great efforts to train them and established an organization. In Ximenjie's words, there is no need for the dark camp to help him now, but when the monks in the dark camp grow up, they will surprise the entire Tianyu City and even the entire vast continent.

Ximenjie bared his teeth at Ximenyu and said happily, "Old Ba, no matter what you do, I think it's better to be more cautious. I don't like to do things that I can't control. Lao Ba, I think you were not cautious enough at the beginning. He blew himself up in the arms of someone in Tianyu City, and it has come to such a point. So, be careful, there is no big mistake, old man!"

Ximenjie put on a serious look, and inadvertently uncovered Ximenyu's scar, making Ximenyu's eyes turn red all of a sudden. However, when he saw Xu Ziyan's still indifferent expression, he didn't know why, and his heart calmed down. I thought to myself:

"I have sister Ziyan, she will help me."

Seeing that Ximenyu gritted his teeth and said nothing, Ximenjie knew that Ximenyu was so angry that he couldn't speak, so he triumphantly turned his eyes to Xu Ziyan, Xu Shu and Xiaobai again. He can see the cultivation bases of Xu Ziyan and Xu Shu at a glance. But Xiaobai's cultivation was a cloud of mist, sitting there like a child who had never practiced. However, he couldn't open his mouth to ask because that would mean that your own eyesight is not good. Frowning slightly, he turned his head to look at Ximen Yu and said with a dry smile:

"Old eight, for the sake of fairness, I took out a snapshot of the real mirror. Every monk participating in the life-and-death battle will be photographed in the real mirror. In this way, even if the brother wins by chance, you won't say Those who are brothers hide their cultivation. Haha..."

Ximenyu curled her lips and said to herself, it's not because you are worried, because you are afraid that your sister and the others will hide their cultivation and cheat you! However, he also suspects that Xu Ziyan has hidden his cultivation base, and he also wants to know Xu Ziyan's real cultivation base, so naturally he will not object. Besides, Ximenjie has already mentioned it, even if he wants to object, it is impossible. So, he showed an indifferent expression and nodded lightly.

The true mirror is a treasure with only one function, which is to be able to reveal whether a monk has hidden his cultivation. It is said that no matter whether one uses exercises to hide one's cultivation or one uses the breath-holding talisman to hide one's cultivation, it will be revealed by the real mirror. However, Xu Ziyan really doubts in his heart that if he uses the breath-holding talisman, whether the mirror that illuminates the truth can reflect his true cultivation.

"I didn't expect such a treasure to exist in the Immortal Cultivation Realm. After I go back, I will ask Ximen Yu if he has looked in a real mirror, and try to see if he can reveal the hidden cultivation base of the Breath Containing Talisman."

Xu Ziyan was thinking about things here, and when Ximenjie flipped his hands over there, a mirror appeared in his hand. First, he took a photo at Xu Ziyan. Moved away, and moved towards Xu Shuzhao again. Seeing Xu Shu is also the seventh level of cultivation in the alchemy period, just like the cultivation base she revealed. So he didn't bother anymore. In fact, Xiaobai was what he wanted to take the most in his heart. Taking Xu Ziyan and Xu Shu first was just a formality.

However, after looking at Xiaobai in the mirror, Ximenjie frowned deeply, because in the mirror, Xiaobai's cultivation was still as chaotic as her appearance showed. Like a mortal who has never practiced.

"Hmph, since I can't see it, I'll go up with a monk who is in the alchemy stage of Dzogchen. See what you guys think then?"

Ximenjie made a decision in his heart, his smile returned to his face, he looked at Ximenyu and said:

"Old Ba, I don't know who you arrange to play first."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Bai threw the leftover bone on the table. Just now when Ximenjie took out the mirror, Xiaobai knew in his heart that the other party did this because he couldn't see through his own cultivation. I can't help but sneer in my heart:

"A broken mirror wants to show my cultivation. If you show my cultivation like this, then am I still the blood of a beast? Do you know that Qinglong, Baihu, Suzaku and Xuanwu are just four-dimensional beasts. I, Kunpeng But the god beast that is more noble than them, Kunpeng!"

Therefore, Xiaobai can't understand Ximenjie very much. Seeing that Ximenjie asked each other, he dropped the bone he had just gnawed in his hand, raised his face and said in a cold voice:

"I'll be the first one."

"Oh?" Ximenjie turned his head to look at Xiaobai, and said with a sinister smile, "So I'll send one of my men to play with the little girl."

After saying that, he turned his head and shouted towards his dark camp: "Dark Sun, this one is up to you."

A tall and sunny young man walked out of the twenty or so alchemy monks, bowed deeply to Ximenjie and said:

"Yes, I would like to obey the second son's order."

Ximenjie was also upright, he turned the real mirror to the dark sun, and it appeared in the mirror that the dark sun was the practice of Dzogchen in the alchemy stage.

When Ximenyu saw it, her eyebrows twitched. Just as she was about to speak, she saw that Xiaobai had already jumped off the chair, and said impatiently as she walked towards the arena in the middle of the garden:

"Hurry up if you want to fight, I will come back for dinner after the fight."

Ximenyu glanced at Xu Ziyan, and seeing Xu Ziyan's indifferent expression, he was slightly relieved. Everyone stood up from their chairs and walked towards the central ring. At this time, two monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul were fighting on the ring in the center, and it was coming to an end. In the end, because the two monks had similar cultivation bases, even though one of the Nascent Soul monks won, it was a miserable victory, and there was no energy left to kill the other. Both sides retired from the ring unwillingly, and the victorious side was naturally rewarded by the staff.

At this time, Ximenjie had already made arrangements, and a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul stepped onto the ring and shouted loudly:

"The following competition is suspended."

The onlookers were all taken aback, and the early Nascent Soul cultivator standing in the center of the ring shouted excitedly:

"Now there are three bets between the masters of this garden, Mr. Ximen Jie and Mr. Ximen Yuba. If Mr. Eight loses, he will give his mansion in Tianyu City to Mr. Second. If Mr. No. 2 loses, Mr. Send all the seven hundred and ninety-one monks from the Xu family in this garden to the eighth son." To be continued.