The abandoned girl became an immortal and became the ancestor of the immortal sect

Early on the next morning, Lu Nanzhi yawned and arrived at the Sifang Martial Field, the location of the second trial.

There are a total of four fighting battlefields in this square martial arts field, all of which are made of bluestone more than one meter thick. Different patterns are carved in the center of each fighting field.

They are Qinglong, Suzaku, Xuanwu, and Baihu.

Li Mengyue waited at the Sifang Martial Arts Field early today again, and hurried over as soon as she saw Lu Nanzhi.

"Why are you yawning? Did you not sleep last night?"

Li Mengyue was very puzzled. The wing room she came to specifically should be very quiet.

Lu Nazhi shook her head. It was already midnight when she came back from following Dong Wanyu yesterday.

After that, subtle moans kept coming from Dong Wanyu's room, which kept her awake, so she simply practiced Qi all night.

When I came back to see him today, Dong Wanyu had returned to his normal appearance.

Lu Nanzhi didn't want to say more, so he could only pass it off casually, "It's nothing."

Li Mengyue wanted to ask again, but Lu Nanzhi interrupted her.

"My brother said he has to practice so he doesn't have time to accompany me, but you can stay here all day long. Don't you need to practice?"

Li Mengyue waved her hand.

"Hey, you also said that after Lu Menlin's death, those of us who were originally disciples in his name will have nowhere to go."

"I heard that after you new batch of candidates are selected, we will choose the master again with you."

"So that's it," Lu Nanzhi suddenly realized.

Li Mengyue wanted to ask Lu Nanzhi if he was ready, when he heard the voice of the top disciple from yesterday.

"Everyone, please stand in the same position as yesterday. Our masters from Tianjiyuan will come over today to observe the battle."

As soon as these words came out, the crowd burst out with excitement.

This means that the masters from Tianji Academy are coming to see this year’s new disciples!

If they can win the battle today, they can win the favor of their favorite master in one fell swoop!

Lu Nanzhi didn't care at all. After all, she just wanted to join another master, and Weng Jia would never allow it.

Soon, four of the six masters from Tianjiyuan arrived.

"Sure enough," Li Mengyue squinted and looked at where the masters were, "I knew that the Sixth Master would never appear on such an occasion. But why didn't Dan Fu come?"

Lu Nazhi looked around and said, "Not only is Fu Dan not here, Fu Chunjiao is not here either today."

Li Mengyue said disdainfully: "She must have been frightened by you. She has no shame to come out to see people today."

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard a group of noisy ducks quacking.

"Get out of the way, give me the way!"

Weng Jia drove his group of floating beasts and swaggered into the middle of the disciples participating in the trial meeting.

The Sifang Martial Arts Field, which had been quiet and was just waiting for the trial to begin, suddenly started to jump up and down.

"Ouch, this duck pooped at my feet!"

"Be careful! This thing is a mythical beast. I won't be able to pay for it if it tramples you to death or sells you."

"What are you doing here, Sixth Master? Why are you here to join in the fun if you don't go to the stage!"

......

Weng Jia didn't care at all about the screams that surrounded him.

He held up a small bamboo pole and waved excitedly to Lu Nazhi.

"My future disciple!"

We haven’t seen him for many days. Not only is the old man Weng Jia’s face glowing, but he also looks a bit fatter!

Lu Nazhi curled his lips and couldn't help but feel a little angry.

She was so anxious to hatch the plankton eggs that she couldn't find this old man in the whole world.

Fortunately for him, he ended up hiding away somewhere.

Lu Nazhi ignored him and turned around as if he didn't hear him.

Li Mengyue asked directly, "Sixth Master, where have you been these days?"

Of course Weng Jia looked mysterious again.

"Oh, you little brat, stop taking care of adults' business."

His mouth was fierce, but the smile on his face never stopped for a moment.

"I won't talk nonsense with you," Weng Jia bypassed Li Mengyue and approached Lu Nanzhi, "I heard that you are going to fight five times today?"

Lu Nanzhi nodded slightly with a cold face.

"Hmph," Weng Jia stroked his gray beard, "Logically speaking, it is impossible for these twin fish to have such a problem."

"However, if we fight five games, we will fight five games. I'm sure my future disciples will still be afraid of them!"

He moved closer to Lu Nanzhi again, lowered his voice and said, "How did you hatch the plankton egg?"

Lu Nanzhi glanced at him, not wanting to answer him.

It's a pity that Li Mengyue can't hide her words, so she said them all at once.

"Sixth Master, you don't know how hard Nanzhi works,"

As she spoke, she stretched out her hands to draw.

"Before, I couldn't hold the egg with both hands, but now it's only as big as a fist!"

When Weng Jia heard this, he suddenly narrowed his eyes with joy.

OK!OK!

He knew that Lu Nanzhi would be able to solve the problem of how to hatch eggs on his own.

But he didn't expect this little baby to be so diligent.

You know, if an ordinary person can break ten cultivation crystals in such a few days, it can be regarded as hard work.

Excellent talent, smart, and hardworking.

He, Weng Jia, dared to pat his chest and promise that there would be no better disciple than this one in the Nine Provinces!

At this time, everyone else was staring at Weng Jia with a grimace.

Lu Nanzhi noticed Dong Qingqing's gloomy expression in the stands that was about to rain.

She reminded Weng Jia aloud: "Sixth Master, if you continue to stay here, the trial meeting will not be able to start."

Only then did Weng Jia react. He turned around and blamed Dong Qingqing fiercely.

"Xiao Dong, you are still the same as before, always putting on a bad face."

"Why don't you know how to remind me! You made me stand for so long. Oops, my old bones are not working anymore, it's starting to hurt."

After he finished speaking, it seemed as if he was really in pain.

While tapping his thighs and medicine, he muttered and walked towards the stand where the masters were.

Dong Qingqing looked at him limping over and was so angry that her whole body trembled.

If Weng Jia hadn't suddenly led a group of "ducks" to cause trouble, the trial would have started long ago!

Instead, he started blaming someone else!

But even if she was angry again, she would not rebuke Weng Jia to his face.

Before she came, the great elder of the Wuji Sect had repeatedly told her not to provoke Weng Jia, and to be polite to him no matter what he did.

She is also very self-aware. Weng Jia's cultivation strength is far superior to hers. No matter how unhappy she is, she can only hold it in.

Seeing that Dean Dong was so tolerant, the rest of the people naturally did not dare to speak out first.

He could only put on an angry look to match Dean Dong's expression.

Seeing Weng Jia getting closer and closer to the stand where the masters were, the disciples who had arranged their positions panicked.

The Sixth Master had never attended such an occasion before, so they followed the usual practice and did not prepare a seat for the Sixth Master.

Who knew that Sixth Master would suddenly be willing to come this year!

But soon, they discovered that their worries were unnecessary.

The other four masters, including Dean Dong, all stood up consciously when the sixth master came over.

In the end, not only the Sixth Master, but also the group of "ducks" he led also had their own positions...

The eldest disciple in charge breathed a long sigh of relief, cleared his throat and began to explain the rules of the battle.

"Each battle is the time of one stick of incense."

"No one is allowed to hurt anyone during the battle. The disciples who were forced to stay yesterday are responsible for their own lives."

“In the end, he who is seriously injured, falls to the ground, and admits defeat is the one who loses.”

"Now the second trial of the Tianjiyuan Trial Conference has officially begun!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the spiritual fish in the hands of the eight disciples who participated in the trial began to move.

They followed the spiritual fish swimming in the air and boarded their own battlefield.

After the two sides on the battlefield were in place, there was immediately a barrier glowing with goose-yellow light that covered the entire battlefield.

The remaining disciples participating in the meeting can freely move around and observe the situation in the four battle fields before the result of the battle is announced.

After several battles, even the masters couldn't help but walked down from their seats and walked directly to the battle stage, hoping to see it more clearly.

In this way, Guan Zi's solitary figure, far away from the crowd, looked special.

He was like a cold pine and cypress, holding the spiritual fish in his hand tightly, his eyes falling on Lu Nanzhi intentionally or unintentionally.