Chapter 843 Conflict at the City Gate

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Early the next morning, Xu Ziyan, Yanshan soul and son Ye came to the Qi Dao competition again. Along the way, Xu Ziyan also noticed that Gongziye's expression was a little haggard. But people didn't say it, and it's not easy for me to ask. After entering the arena, the four bid farewell to each other. Young Master Ye went to the VIP seat, Yan Shanhun went to the arena, and Xu Ziyan took Qin Qing and other four women and Young Master Duan to the box.

Sitting in the box, Xu Ziyan looked at the VIP seat naturally, and was shocked in his heart. He hurriedly turned his head and asked Mr. Duan:

"Fellow Daoist, didn't you say that those monks in the Mahayana period and the city lords of the three major cities and other masters will not come in these two days? They will only appear during the Treasure Competition."

"Yes!" Young Master Duan nodded.

"Then look at the VIP seats!" Xu Ziyan pointed to the VIP seats in the distance.

Young Master Duan looked along Xu Ziyan's fingers, and his face froze there. After a while, he jumped up from the chair in surprise and said:

"Why are they all here?"

Xu Ziyan glanced at him and thought, your reaction is too slow. Does it take so long to jump up from the chair?

"Could it be that something happened?" Young Master Duan muttered to himself and sat back on the chair, staring at the VIP seats in a trance.

"Hey!" Xu Ziyan called him and said, "Has the knife at Renzhenguan come?"

Young Master Duan's eyes scanned the VIP seat back and forth carefully several times, and then he turned to Xu Ziyan and said:

"No!"

Xu Ziyan frowned slightly, and asked softly: "Isn't he coming back to attend such a grand event? Is it really so dangerous for people to pass the town?"

"I remember he came back from the last Qi Dao Competition." Young Master Duan said while thinking: "Maybe there is something delayed, maybe he will come back tomorrow."

Xu Ziyan nodded, thinking in her heart that the knife must come back when it is opened. If he doesn't come back, how can Shen Qianji deal with him? As for how Shen Qianji makes the knife open and come back, then let's not do Xu Ziyan's business. Although Xu Ziyan didn't know why Wang Woyun and the three major cities were indifferent to her appearance in the refining city, but she still felt that there was a conflict between Dao Kailai and the refining city, and she could be safer.

Xu Ziyan doesn't care that it is fake, after all, he is surrounded by great powers at this time. Originally, he wanted to quietly hide in the dark and watch the Qi Dao Competition. It would be best if he could find a chance to reconcile with the three major cities. If he didn't find the chance, he would leave quietly. Who would have thought that the soul of Yanshan would be so high-profile, making her appear in front of everyone all of a sudden.

I was thinking wildly there, and suddenly felt several sharp eyes sweeping towards me. Squinting his eyes slightly and looking over, he met the gazes of the Four Great Vehicles and the Three Great City Lords. Xu Ziyan was shocked in his heart, but tried his best to keep calm on his face. He leaned his body slowly on the back of the chair and looked at the opposite side calmly.

However, the result made Xu Ziyan very depressed. Although she couldn't see it clearly, she clearly felt a condescending look down from those eyes. Moreover, so many masters focused their eyes on her. Although they were far away, Xu Ziyan felt endless pressure.

The bell rang melodiously, making Xu Ziyan relieved and secretly relieved. The eyes on the other side moved away from Xu Ziyan's body, and looked at the arena of the Qi Dao Competition. Xu Ziyan also hurriedly opened Hawkeye, first glanced at the whole arena, and was a little surprised in her heart.

In Xu Ziyan's view, anyone who comes to participate in the Qi Dao competition is a monk who should have confidence in himself. At least it shouldn't be a problem to become a low-grade refiner. And once you get the qualification of a low-grade weapon refiner, you will never give up on the middle-grade magic weapon master. Whether you have the ability or not, you should try it.

However, what surprised Xu Ziyan was that there were more than 50,000 monks, but now there are about 40,000 monks left, and more than 10,000 people did not participate in this middle-grade magician competition. How did she know that it was precisely because of the sensation caused by the soul of Yanshan in the last match that the direct result was that many monks melted the first refining materials, so they were in a hurry, and the soul of Yanshan The impact on their psychology has been lingering. More than 10,000 people failed to refine the low-grade magic weapon because of this. They did not get the qualification of the low-grade magic weapon master, and naturally lost the qualification to participate in the middle-grade magic weapon master competition.

This time, after accepting the lesson from last time, none of the monks participating in the competition paid attention to Yanshan Soul, for fear of being influenced by him again. At this time, Xu Ziyan and Young Master Duan's eyes are also locked on Yanshan soul.

With the spiritual power of Yanshan soul, he can naturally feel that someone is locking him. At this time, the other monks had already started to melt the materials. Yan Shanhun first looked up and glanced at the big monks sitting in the VIP seats who had locked their eyes on him, then turned his head and smiled in the direction of Xu Ziyan, and then began to refine the middle-grade magic weapon.

Whether it is the refining technique of Yanshan soul or the cultivation level of Yanshan soul, the medium-grade magic weapon is really nothing. It's just a trivial matter. He didn't need the forging hammer beside him at all, it was still the same as refining the low-grade magic weapon last time. But this time it took a little longer than a quarter of an hour.

When Yan Shanhun casually walked towards the judging table with the medium-grade treasure, it still inevitably caused a sensation. However, this time everyone was obviously able to control their emotions, paying attention to the soul of Yanshan and the materials in their hands at the same time. They looked at the figure of Yan Shanhun, their eyes filled with disbelief. A middle-grade magic weapon is definitely not as simple as being one level higher than a low-grade magic weapon, otherwise there would not be a large number of monks stuck on the threshold of a middle-grade magic weapon master, and they would only be able to be a low-grade magic weapon master in a lifetime.

Yan Shanhun walked to the judging table unhurriedly, flew to the stage gracefully, casually placed the medium-grade magic weapon on the table, and then removed the badge of the low-grade magic weapon master from the storage He took out the ring and put it on the table, then stood there indifferently.

Those judges are all treasure weapon masters, although they are only low-grade treasure weapon masters, but with just a glance, they know that the sword in front of their eyes is a middle-grade magic weapon. That Xiang Qi hurriedly stood up from his seat, cupped his hands towards Yan Shanhun and said:

"Congratulations, brother Yan, for becoming a middle-grade magic weapon master!"

"Thank you!"

Yan Shanhun bowed his hand to return the gift, took the badge of the middle-grade magic weapon master that Xiang Qi handed over, put it into the storage ring without looking at it, turned around and floated down the ring, and left the arena.

A moment later, the figure of Yanshan soul appeared in Xu Ziyan's box. He said to Xu Ziyan:

"Zi Yan, there is nothing interesting in the middle-grade magic weapon competition, let's go."

"That's good!" Xu Ziyan stood up from his seat, turned his head and said to Young Master Duan: "Friend Daoist Duan, what else is there to do in the refining city, let's go shopping?"

Young Master Duan was thinking about it, but he heard Yan Shanhun say: "Zi Yan, why don't we go out of the city to have a look today."

"Where are you going?" Xu Ziyan asked curiously.

A trace of nostalgia flashed in Yanshanhun's eyes, and he said in a deep voice, "Let's go to Wushan outside the city to have a look!"

Xu Ziyan's heart moved, she now knew that Yanshan soul got Langya's head in Wushan. He thought to himself, could it be that Langya left something there? However, the members of the family are hiding in Wushan. It's nothing more than Yanshan's soul returning, but if Young Master Duan finds out, it's not very good.

However, considering how huge Wushan Mountain is, the soul of Yanshan Mountain would probably only go to see the lonely peak that collapsed in the first place. He may not go to other places, so it is difficult to meet his own people. Then he nodded and said:

"Okay, let's go take a look."

The seven people left the arena and headed towards the gate of the city in a monster car. After a full hour and a half, the three arrived at the gate of the city. Getting off the monster car, just about to step out of the city, he heard the sound of clothes in the sky, and figures kept falling.

Xu Ziyan stopped, looked up, and saw more than 70 monks, led by Sha Wuhen, landed directly at the gate of the city from the air, blocking Xu Ziyan and others.

Xu Ziyan looked coldly, except that Sha Wuhen was in the late stage of distraction, there were four monks in the late stage of distraction standing behind him, and the remaining dozens of monks were all monks in the middle stage of distraction. Xu Ziyan just glanced at it, and recognized that none of these monks were the monks of the thirty-six city guards yesterday. Xu Ziyan's heart moved. Could it be that these people are the secret forces in the refining city that Mo Jili said?

Xu Ziyan looked warily at Sha Wuhen who stopped him, and a thought flashed in his mind, is the refining city going to do something to him?

Yan Shanhun frowned slightly, and said coldly, "Fellow Daoist Wuhen, what do you mean?"

Sha Wuhen looked at Yanshanhun and Xu Ziyan seriously, and said with cupped hands: "Please return the two fellow Taoists to the city."

Yan Shanhun raised his eyebrows, and his voice became even colder: "What? You want to restrict my freedom?"

Sha Wuhen still refused to give an inch, and said with a serious face: "As long as the two of you don't leave the Artifact Refining City, anything will be fine."

Yan Shanhun said coldly: "Go back and tell your city lord, I know what he means. But, he'd better settle down in front of me."

After the words fell, Yan Shanhun slowly walked towards the city gate. Xu Ziyan followed closely behind. Behind her are the four women of Qinqing. Although they are also following Xu Ziyan's footsteps, they can see tension and even a trace of fear from their faces. The most entangled one was Young Master Duan. He stood on the spot, looking at the backs of Yan Shanhun and Xu Ziyan, and then at Sha Wuhen and others, his face constantly showing signs of struggle. Finally, he gritted his teeth and followed up.

Today I found that there are four more lights of great gods, thank you comrades. It's the end of the month, ask for a pink ticket!