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"Senior sister, what's wrong?"

When Ci Jing heard Feng Caitian's words, he immediately asked in confusion.

Dongfang Yuan is also strange.

The battle to choose a saint has not even started yet. Feng Caitian seems to have given up hope for Ci Jing.

Feng Caitian's face turned gloomy and she said helplessly: "Junior sister, that girl Song Tingxin has already come back ahead of you."

Cijing looked at her immediately, and Feng Caitian continued: "The one who came back with her was Dongli Xunyi."

"It has brought more than a dozen powerful Immortal Emperor Realm experts from the Samsara Immortal Clan, among whom there are nine from the eighth level of the Immortal Emperor Realm. Plus Dongli Xunyi himself, basically Song Tingxin's side has been selected."

Dongli Xunyi is the young master of the Samsara Immortal Clan.

Hearing this, Ci Jing frowned tightly.

Song Tingxin really called someone from the Samsara Immortal Clan.

Moreover, there are nine people in the eighth level of the Immortal Emperor Realm with extreme cultivation levels.

It can be seen that in order to help Song Tingxin win the position of the saint, Dongli Xunyi also spent a lot of effort.

No wonder Feng Caitian has no hope for it.

After all, in this hall, only Dongfang Yuan's cultivation is at the seventh level of the Immortal Emperor Realm.

As for Lei Zu, he is in the Immortal Emperor Realm and cannot enter.

But if she truly understood Dongfang Yuan's strength, she might not have such thoughts.

"Master of the Phoenix Palace."

"It's just the ninth level of the Immortal Emperor Realm. They can't pose a threat to Ci Jing's position as a saint, so just relax." Dongfang Yuan said.

Feng Caitian was a little surprised, "What does Fellow Taoist Dongfang mean?"

"Junior sister, do you have other helpers?"

Ci Jing shook his head.

Dongfang Yuan smiled and answered: "Palace Master Feng, there are many things that cannot be explained in words."

"You only need to wait until the battle to choose the saint begins, and you will naturally understand."

Feng Caitian looked at Dongfang Yuan in surprise.

What she saw in Dongfang Yuan's eyes was incomparable calmness and confidence.

She even felt it vaguely.

How could this man's aura... come to dominate him invisibly?

"Strange...is it an illusion?"

Feng Caitian was confused...

Then he no longer thought about it: "That's it."

"Since Fellow Taoist Master Dongfang said so, I will wait and see."

"But again, junior sister, if you really can't do it, just do your best, don't force it."

"Even if you don't have the status of a saint, senior sister can still protect you throughout your life."

"Thank you, senior sister." Ci Jing said.

After that, Feng Caitian left.

"Your Majesty, let me take you to visit the Changyin Immortal Palace." Ci Jing said proactively.

"it is good."

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Dongfang Yuan asked the Shadow Guard to stay. He, Lei Zu, Linghu Fan and Qian Xinrui followed Ci Jing around the Changyin Immortal Palace.

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Ci Jing took Dongfang Yuan and the others around for about half an hour, and then walked to a square.

This is the martial arts training stage for the disciples of Changyin Immortal Palace. There are dozens of stages, all of which have people competing.

There were many disciples watching all around.

"Senior Sister Ci."

At this time, someone suddenly shouted towards Ci Jing.

Ci Jing, Dongfang Yuan and the others turned to look.

They saw a young and beautiful woman walking towards them with a dozen people.

Next to that woman, there was a handsome young man of the same age, who looked bohemian and had a faint smile on his face.

"Junior sister Tingxin." Cijing looked at the woman and said with a slight smile.

Song Tingxin came over with someone and said with a smile on her face: "Senior Sister Ci, I thought you didn't come back so early. After all, there are still seven days before the battle to choose the saint."

Ci Jing smiled slightly: "Junior sister came back early too."

"Sister, how can we compare?"

"Oh, right!"

"Let me introduce you."

"This is the young master of the Samsara Immortal Clan, Dongli Xunyi."

"Also my fiancé."

"After I become a saint, I will announce my marriage to Xunyi."

Song Ting's heart was now facing Ci Jing, and she introduced him with a "kind" look on her face.

"I have heard of Fairy Ci Jing's name for a long time, and when I saw her today, the rumors turned out to be true."

"It would be polite to look for one in Xia Dongli."

Dongfang Xunyi smiled slowly at Ci Jing.

Ci Jing just nodded, and then said: "Junior sister, you said you wanted to become a saint before announcing it? What should you do if you fail in the battle to choose a saint?"

Song Ting had already taken the lead in disgusting her.

At this time Ci Jing was not willing to be outdone and retorted.

"Senior sister, you really know how to joke."

"This time, with Xunyi's full help, how could I fail?" Song Ting said with a smile.

"Not always."

"No one can say for sure until the end of the matter." Ci Jing replied.

Dongli Xunyi ignored the two women's verbal quarrels. His eyes couldn't help but be attracted to Qian Xinrui next to Dongfang Yuan.

"I wonder who this girl is?"

When Dongfang Yuan saw this pretty boy, he actually wanted to take advantage of his own woman.

He immediately smiled disdainfully, hugged Qian Xinrui's slim waist, and said bluntly: "If nothing happens, just borrow it."

"Get out of the way, we have other places we haven't visited yet."

Seeing that he was being ignored, Dongli Xunyi, who was smiling like a spring breeze, turned a little cold.