Sister takes space and bravely enters the world of cultivation

Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan returned to the room, and she carefully recalled the words of the two Yuchi brothers.

"Ling'er, do you want to participate in the martial arts competition?" Wan Qiyuan saw that Ling'er was silent and thought she was thinking about the martial arts competition.

"No, Yuan, I'm thinking about the signs. Do you still remember the two signs we found in Wanling Forest before? Well, this is it,"

Fu Ling'er took out two brands. She remembered that they were found on a group of mercenaries. At that time, she didn't know what the functions of these brands were. Now it seems that they are probably the brands to be competed for in the competition.

Wan Qiyuan took the sign and looked at it carefully. The two rust-colored signs were neither gold nor wood, with the numbers ninety-two and fifty-two on them.

"Ling'er, if the competition is about competing for this kind of brand, then we have two pieces. Then we will go to the ring to win a few more pieces. What do you think?"

"That's for sure. There are many of us, so we should at least let Qin Zhiyan and He Lanyi get it. Let's ask them tomorrow if they want to participate in the competition? Or go on stage to train. Yuchi Yuanyao is right, he is a training person. Great place to go,”

"Okay, then I will also go out to compete and get an extra sign. If you don't use it, I'll keep it as a favor. What do you think?"

"Well, that's exactly what I meant,"

Outside, Qin Zhiyan and He Lanyi were also discussing about competing in the ring.

"Yi, are you going to participate in the martial arts competition?"

"Of course I want to go. It's a secret place. As long as we get the sign, we're eligible to go there. Who doesn't like treasure hunting?"

"Look at how lightly you talk about it. You think it's so easy to fight in a hundred games. If you don't have the strength, you will give up after a hundred games."

"I am confident that I will definitely go. Don't forget that there is an age limit for martial arts competitions. Those old guys are not eligible to participate. Don't worry. It's just Bai Yu. Do you want to participate?"

"Me? I can enter without participating, so why do I have to go to the ring so hard?" Bai Yu raised his eyebrows, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and looked at the two of them proudly, with an expression that told them that I am Such a good fate.

"You...really," Qin Zhiyan suddenly thought of Bai Yu's identity. Indeed, couldn't Bai Yu just get in? Lie down and win.

Just envious.

"Okay, Zhiyan, let's both sign up and try to get a plaque back."

"Okay, I listen to you. You still have half a month to practice again. Let's go to retreat." With that, Qin Zhiyan took He Lanyi to retreat.

Bai Yu looked at the backs of the two people walking away. The master and Sister Ling must have gone to retreat. Now he was left to look after the house alone. He was depressed. He had been so proud just now.

Cultivation takes no time.

Soon Wanling City became lively because of the martial arts competition. Countless cultivators rushed from all directions, and the number of people signing up at Wanling Square increased day by day, which made the staff very busy.

Fortunately, the city lord's palace attaches great importance to this competition and has prepared early. Build a competition stage, register and arrange patrols to maintain order. There are a lot of trivial things. Although it is already a familiar task, it is still necessary to handle everything in detail. The most important thing is to prevent someone from snatching the sign, so the city lord's palace also sends more people to patrol continuously.

City Lord Zhao has gradually come to terms with the death of his second son during this busy period of more than half a month. At the same time, the so-called guests at that time had also died down.

Maybe he felt the power of despair and could no longer bear the collapse. Anyway, they didn't bother the City Lord's Mansion any more, or maybe they were afraid that pushing the City Lord's Mansion into a hurry would be counterproductive, or maybe they were given up by the family and no longer paid attention to them. For various reasons, the eldest son of the City Lord's Mansion breathed a sigh of relief. Regarding his brother's death, he could only say one thing, if you don't commit suicide, you won't die. Should!

In this tense and orderly atmosphere, the martial arts competition began in full swing.

Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan appeared in front of Yuchi's family with different appearances. After saying hello, Mr. Yuchi knew it was them and was secretly excited.

"You two are finally here,"

"Hello, Grandpa Yuchi. Long time no see. How are you lately?"

"Okay, okay. I miss you two strange people after not seeing each other for such a long time. Why don't you come and see me, old man?"

"Grandpa Yuchi is not old at all. Aren't we here today? Grandpa Yuchi, don't think we are annoying in the next few days."

"Haha! No, no, I will be happy when I see you. How about it? Do you plan to all play?"

"Grandpa Yuchi, I want to ask you," Fu Ling'er took out two signs, glanced at Yuchi Qiongtian secretly, and then asked in a low voice,

"Grandpa Yuchi, please tell me, is this the brand we are competing for in the competition?"

"Yes, yes, that's it. Girl Ling, where did you get this?" Yuchi Qiongtian lowered his voice subconsciously.

"It's really true. That's great. Grandpa Yuchi, of course I got this from someone who was robbed and then killed him. Hehe! Grandpa Yuchi, please don't tell anyone."

"Hahaha, great," Yuchi Qiongtian gave a thumbs up and then whispered in appreciation,

"That's how it should be. You must pluck the geese when they pass by. What if you miss something good? Is it a loss? Right, hahaha!"

"Hey! Grandpa Yuchi, I think so too." Fu Ling'er was chatting and laughing with Yuchi Qiongtian with a look of approval, attracting many people to look at him and speculate on the identity of Fu Ling'er and his party.

"Old Yuchi, if I don't want to introduce you, who's junior is this? He looks very impressive," a strong voice from the side cut in.

Several people turned around and saw an old man with a beard walking over. He was tall and greeted Yuchi Qiongtian very familiarly, but his bright eyes were looking at Fu Ling'er and his party.

"Eh? Old Man Kong, why are you here just now? Where's Mr. Ming? Why don't you see him with you? Girl Ling, Mr. Wanqi, this is my in-law, the head of the Kong family. You should also call him Grandpa Kong. Old Man Kong, these are the juniors I love very much,"

"Hello, Grandpa Kong," Fu Ling'er and Wan Qiyuan quickly greeted Kong Xiangtian, followed by Bai Yu and the trio.

"Okay, okay, you can tell at a glance that they are good kids. They have tall and strong bodies and a natural temperament. Well, not bad.

Unlike those boys in my family who only know how to entertain cats and dogs all day long, they are still dawdling at home right now. I don't want to look at it, so I came over first to talk to you old boy, "

"Okay, let them young people play, Yuan Yao. Go ahead, take Ling Yatou and them over to sit down, and I will talk to you, Grandpa Kong, for a while."

"Okay, Grandpa, Miss Ling, Mr. Wanqi, come with me and sit here. This is the stand of my Yuchi family. My father arranged seats for you early in the morning," Yuchi Yuanyao led the five of them to The center of the stand is where the city lord's palace is. The first seat on the left is the Yuchi family's. There are three rows of seats and more than ten chairs, which can be enough for five people including Fu Ling'er.