Rebirth after the end of the world: I am engaged in introversion in the world of self-cultivation

Chapter 76 The King of Volume Never Stops

Two days later.

Jiang Wan went to the Martial Arts Arena with everyone from the Tianyan Sect. Today is the second round of the Zongmen Conference.

"Bai Shuang recovered quickly."

The sound of the system rang in the sea of ​​consciousness, and Jiang Wan subconsciously glanced in Bai Shuang's direction.

White dress, bright makeup, today's Bai Shuang still looks like a high-ranking goddess, without any trace of the embarrassment of that night.

Looking at Murong Yi at the side, he also had a proud expression on his face.

It seems that the relationship between Bai Shuang and Murong Yi has undergone quite a reversal during the two days when she practiced the Explosion Charm hard.

"Host, how about we tonight"

The half-sentence behind the system, "Let's go to Baishuang's place again", was interrupted mercilessly by Jiang Wan, "I won't go."

She is not at all interested in the love-hate relationship between Murong Yi and Bai Shuang.

system"!!!"

Why is she like this!

Just as Jiang Wan stepped into the martial arts arena, a man who looked like a servant walked over not far away.

"Miss Jiang, our city lord wants to see you."

City Lord?

In Fuxi City, there is no one other than Wu Zhao who can be called the city lord.

Jiang Wan's eyes turned to Murong Lingxiao at the front, with a faint inquiry in his eyes.

Murong Lingxiao recognized this person, he was indeed someone close to Wu Zhao, he had seen him yesterday when he was drawing lots.

Murong Lingxiao nodded towards Jiang Wan, who responded and followed the attendant.

The attendant led Jiang Wan through a small half of the martial arts arena, and finally stopped in front of a very ornately decorated room. He turned to Jiang Wan and made a "please" gesture.

"The city lord is inside, just go right in, Miss Jiang."

When Jiang Wan walked into the house, he saw a person standing respectfully inside.

It is Wuzhao.

And the one sitting first was Rong Yan who was stroking Hu Jiu's hair in a leisurely manner.

So, is it Wu Zhao who wants to see her, or Rong Yan who wants to see her?

"The Supreme Elder, the Lord of Wu City."

Jiang Wan called the two very politely, his clear voice was full of alienation.

It wasn't until Rong Yan glanced at Wu Zhao that Wu Zhao turned around.

"Miss Jiang, I called you here today because I want to ask you to make a choice."

Jiang Wan stared, choose, what choice?

Wu Zhao patiently explained to Jiang Wan, and Jiang Wan finally understood Wu Zhao's intention of calling her over.

It was because of her advancement in the competition a few days ago.

When the lottery was drawn, she was in the middle stage of Golden Core, but after the competition, she had advanced to the late stage of Golden Core through the competition with Kuixi.

In the next competition, Wu Zhao gave her two choices as to whether Jiang Wan should continue to participate as a mid-stage Jindan, or participate in the late-stage Jindan competition.

One is to continue to participate in the competition under the name of Jindan Zhongqi, then the first place in Jindan Zhongqi must be none other than her.

And the prize for the top prize is a rank nine spirit sword.

The second is to participate in the competition with the actual cultivation level of Jindan in the later stage. Jiang Wan can skip the first round and directly enter the second round, but the probability of being eliminated is predictable.

It is almost impossible for Jiang Wan, a Jindan Late Stage who has just advanced, to stand out from the group of disciples who don't know how long they have stayed in the Jindan Late Stage.

The result of doing this is that not only will you not be able to get the prize that belongs to the first place in the mid-term of Jindan, but you will also be eliminated, and you will not get anything in the end.

How to choose, a fool knows.

Ninth grade spiritual swords are hard to come by.

Since the previous sect conferences, although there are not many people like Jiang Wan who can advance in the competition, there are still a few.

Those people naturally chose the first one without a doubt.

Jiang Wan almost didn't think about it, and said directly, "I'll choose the second one."

Wu Zhao, who had already made a decision in his heart, didn't listen to what Jiang Wan said, and responded directly, "Okay, then you just need to take a formality and enter the final round, and then you can."

and many more!

Before Wu Zhao finished speaking, he suddenly reacted.

What did Jiang Wan say?

She said she chose the second one?

Feeling that he must have heard it wrong, Wu Zhao hastily confirmed it again, "Which number do you think you would choose?"

Jiang Wan looked up, looked into Wu Zhao's eyes, and repeated it seriously: "I will choose the second one."

Wu Zhao: "!!!"

He heard correctly, she actually chose the second one!

Is she out of her mind?

"you sure?"

"Ah."

Jiang Wan nodded seriously again.

Wuzhao:.

It's really far from the big picture. After being the lord of Fuxi City for 1000 years, it's the first time I've seen such an abnormal person.

Could it be that the attractiveness of the Ninth Grade Spirit Sword is already so low?

So much so that Jiang Wan would rather go to Jindan's later competition to give away the head than take it?

Looking at the shock and doubts that were about to overflow on Wu Zhao's face, the system in the Sea of ​​Consciousness gave a good summary: He didn't understand at a glance, Juan Wang never stops!

After finishing speaking, I did not forget to add another sentence: "No wonder they are over 1000 years old and still in the Mahayana period!"

A gleam of light flashed across Jiang Wan's eyes: Mahayana period, envy.

Wu Zhao looked at Jiang Wan again for a while, making sure that Jiang Wan really had no intention of repenting, so he looked away.

Jiang Wan, who was rumored to have awakened his spiritual root for a year and cultivated to the late stage of Jindan, is indeed quite different.

After the matter was settled, Wu Zhao asked Jiang Wan to go back, and then looked at Rong Yan who hadn't spoken the whole time.

"The Supreme Elder."

Wu Zhao didn't know what Rong Yan was thinking, just now when he said that he was going to call Jiang Wan, Rong Yan rarely raised his eyelids, but after Jiang Wan came, he didn't say a word.

Looking at the absolute ruler of the Xuantian Temple, Wu Zhao felt the pressure was enormous.

"Is something wrong?"

Wu Zhao's head is big: Didn't you take the initiative to come to me? ? ?

"No no."

Rong Yan glanced at him suspiciously, then disappeared from the place holding Hu Jiu who was already asleep.

In name, Rong Yan is the Supreme Elder of Xuantian Palace who doesn't care about worldly affairs.

But in fact, almost everyone knows that Rong Yan has the final say in Xuantian Temple.

More than 200 years ago, Rong Yan was the veritable master of Xuantian Temple.

However, after the defeat of Yushimen, he neither took advantage of the victory to pursue, nor expanded the territory of Xuantian Temple, but appointed himself a leisurely position as the Supreme Elder, and then started a leisurely retirement life.

Every day is not fishing and wandering, or teasing his contracted beast.

He is obviously the age when he should work hard to cultivate, but he has lived his life like a retired old man in the world of cultivation.

If you want to be as bad as you want, you will be as bad as you are!

Even so, Rong Yan still advanced to the realm of transcending robbery when he was three hundred years old.

So many people are thinking that if Rong Yan could work just a little bit harder, wouldn't it be time for him to overcome the tribulation and become an immortal?

Everyone still remembered that the day when Rong Yan was promoted, thunder and thunder rolled, beasts wailed, and the sky was so gloomy that it was about to collapse.

Jiang Wan: Except for myself, everyone around me is doing badly?