The cultivators who were chatting were stunned and turned around and found that the person who spoke sarcastically was Chi Bilian. They couldn't help but sneer, "Saint Chi is thinking about it. At least he has an affair with the son of Qianyang Shaozong, so why wouldn't he be assassinated?"

"I can't tell that this Saint Chi is quite affectionate, which is different from the rumors. It's true that the son of Yang Shao Sect is young and strong compared to the elders of the Holy Lotus Sect."

"Tsk tsk..."

Chi Bilian, who was ridiculed by the crowd, looked completely dark, "You are arrogant!"

"Oh, we can be more presumptuous. Do Saint Chi want to feel it?" The brave male cultivator was already picking, "I'll be satisfied with you."

"Bastard!" Chi Bilian's face turned pale. She never expected that these people would not share the same hatred with her? Shouldn't they be fighting Yan Ziyu with her?

Unfortunately, there are not many brainless practitioners among the practitioners, and not everyone can be instigated by Chi Bilian. Moreover, the people of the Central Plains have always despised the Jiuli clan, and the practitioners of the Central Plains are even more so.

However, many of the secret techniques of the Holy Lotus Sect are quite frightening, so practitioners from all walks of life just said a few words and did not continue to provoke Chi Bilian.

But Chi Bilian was still very angry, "These are nasty men!"

"Saint, it's not that we talk too much, but that you are too quick to speak." Some disciples of the Holy Lotus Sect really couldn't stand it. Originally, their cooperation with Kunwu Sect did not include speaking for Kunwu Sect.

It is said that their Holy Lotus Sect should be as low-key as in previous years until the task is completed! But their saint is really, and they don’t know what they think, so they always want to jump out and act as a demon.

"What, do you want to teach this saint a lesson?" Chi Bilian asked gloomyly.

"I dare not, I am just reminding you that our elders of the Holy Lotus Sect cannot enter the Central Plains. You are a person who shoulders great responsibilities at the moment, so don't delay the hope of the entire sect."

"You don't have to talk too much! This saint is very clear about what she is doing!"

“So best.”

"Hmph!" Chi Bilian snorted coldly before sitting in the seat.

As soon as she sat down, she saw that Yan Yu and his family had just entered the venue were very jealous.

"clatter!"

Yan Xiaobao, who had already put on Cuicui's hand-sewn shoes, ran happily at the front. His small steps were quite steady, and because others were small and exquisite, he was even more cute when he was jumping around!

"Oh, the little son of god can run away! I thought he wouldn't leave, so cute!"

"How could he not leave? He probably would fly. It's completely different from the children of ordinary people! Not to mention, it's so cute to run like this!"

"Yes, I look so good in a little red dress! I look so good. If I had such a cute baby, I would faint! Ah, look so good-"

Many practitioners have never seen a doll that can run away at such a young age. They have been attracted by a small fan again. But he can understand it. He even proudly raised his fat face and continued to run forward with a "dada" look.

"Slow down." Yan Yu regretted letting the baby leave by himself. There were many people here, so she was afraid that if a person was not careful, the baby would be submerged in the crowd.

However, a little girl was very obedient. His mother asked her to slow down, so he turned around and waited slowly, smiling, obviously very happy. Yan Yu was not willing to hold it back. Compared to the depressed baby, she still likes lively and agile baby.

"Don't worry, I'm watching." Rong Dasiming, who was holding his wife, was not worried at all, but the three Yan Qingshou who were beside them were very worried!

"It's better to bring it back, there are too many people!" Yan Qing looked at his little grandson with a look of rushing out to hug the child at any time.

Brother Yan Ziye was also very worried, "Yes, there are so many people."

"No!" Yan Xiaobao wanted to run by himself, and he wanted to show off his beautiful little shoes. He was raising a small fat foot with difficulty, but it scared Yan Qing, "Okay, don't raise your foot! Grandpa can see it!"

However, a ball of wind from unknown origin swept over a little foot at this time, making him stagger and he was about to fall to the ground. Yan Qing had already rushed out!

"Da!" A little girl flew into his father's arms by herself, causing his grandfather to lose.

Yan Qing:...

"Hehe!" Yan Xiaobao laughed, "No, here!" Grandpa couldn't catch Xiaobao.

"You little bad guy!" Yan Qing turned around and pinched his grandson, and looked at the prospective son-in-law who was giving the child a slipper. His eyes were quite complicated, "You taught well." In just a few days, he taught his grandson who was under one year old to fly!

"Wow! You really know how to fly!" The crowd became restless because of this!

"Not to mention it, did the little son of God fly on stage and look for Master Yan?"

"It seems so! It's amazing! It's really the Son of God! It's worthy of being the child of Dasiming and Master Yan. It's indeed a gift!" People from various forces praised it.

So much so that Chi Bilian, who finally hoped that a child would make a fool of herself, turned black into ashes. She just didn't feel happy about the family's warmth! She just jealous and couldn't stand it!

However, no matter how much Chi Bilian doesn't like it, the family is so warm and envious of others.

"The king arrived-"

It was not until the singing of the chant entered the venue that many people's attention had been removed from the beautiful family, "Is the king here?"

"King Xi, General Cheng arrives-"

The King of Dingxi and Cheng Kuo, who came with him, have entered the venue together with Emperor Yuan Kang.

"Greetings to the king, the king has been for thousands of generations."

"Gours to the king,..."

There was a group of people kneeling in front of the Daxia Temple, and the scene was quite spectacular.

Yan Xiaobao grabbed his father tightly, obviously knowing that the king was the last time he was the fierce one!

Rong Yi gently stroked the baby's stuffed bun and looked up at Emperor Yuan Kang. The latter looked indeed recovered and his condition was better than five days ago.

After Emperor Yuan Kang walked to the throne, he waved his sleeves and said, "Flat."

"Thank you, King."

People from various forces then stood up one after another.

Emperor Kang of Yuan greeted a certain Grand Secretary Ming, "Dashiming, Yan Aiqing, why not come to the stage to sit down?"

"No, it's pretty good here." Rong Yi sat in his original position from beginning to end, and Yan Yu next to him was pulled by him, not even pretending to be a face.

Emperor Yuan Kang didn't say anything, but just signaled King Dingxi to announce the start of the game.

The King of Dingxi immediately stood up, "The King of Kings came to hope that the previous tragedy would not happen again. I hope that all sects participating in the finals will adhere to the great ceremony of friendship and harmonious progress."

"It should be like this." The sect leaders of each sect agreed.

The King of Dingxi began to announce the finals. "In the final field, each sect needs to send out elixirs, beast masters, martial artists, and spiritual masters to conduct five major events. Among them, elixirs, beast masters and martial artists win one point each game, and spiritual masters win two points each game, and if they lose one point, they will deduct one point and two points.

Each sect has five qualifications to challenge, but it needs to challenge different sects. After the event, the top seven sects with the most points will be awarded the reputation of the sect of the Guardian Kingdom. The cultivation resources for the next seven years will be allocated by the national treasury to reward the major sects that have made contributions to the protection of the dynasty."

The sect leaders of various sects expressed their gratitude when the King of Dingxi finished his speech. This was a routine routine.

After the greetings with the sect leaders of each sect, the King of Dingxi also reminded him, "The challenge system of the finals is different from the challenge competition in the rematch. It can only be one-on-one, and it is not allowed to continue to challenge the sect after a sect has been challenged three times in a row.

According to the finals system, after a certain sect is challenged three times in a row, it can choose whether to respond to the challenge. At the same time, it is qualified to refuse to continue the competition three times in a row. Each sect shall not humiliate or provoke the sect, otherwise it will be regarded as despising the royal court and will not participate in the sect enthronement ceremony for a hundred years. I hope that all sect leaders will restrain their disciples."

"Yes!" The sect leader responded in a stern voice.

The people of the Holy Lotus Sect who did not come to the sect leader could only hope that their saints should not talk much. Although it is not important for the Holy Lotus Sect to participate or not, after all, the resources provided by the court to the Holy Lotus Sect have never been better.

However, the King of Dingxi announced the start of the competition. Yan Qing, who can take the lead in the first finals as the ranking of Kunwu Sect, said directly, "My disciple of my sect, challenge the Holy Lotus Sect's Saint."

"Um……"

"Guru."

The major sects immediately silently scattered wax for Chi Bilian! So they always want to come out and pay it back.

Mei'er had already sharpened her knife and stared at Chi Bilian. She was waiting for this day! She had been waiting for a long time, and for this reason she really joined the Cangwu Sect.

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Chapter completed!