Long Aotian's apprentice always pretends to be weak

The few attendants at the side didn't show anything after hearing this, but said angrily: "That Chang Zhuo not only snatched away the master appointed by the young master, but now he has enough limelight."

Wang Shao smiled and didn't speak again, but his eyes were not kind.

A few days later, the peaceful atmosphere in the Tianyan Sect was broken, and it was much more lively than usual.

And Chu Huan was sitting in front of a desk in the library, looking down at the yellowed booklet in his hand,? He has been staying in the library for the past few days, and he didn't care about the passage of time.

He not only searched the entire second floor of Zangshuge, but also searched for other floors. In the end, he got some results. It was the booklet he was holding in his hand. Looking carefully, it was because of its age The cover has been lost, and the pages on it are incomplete.

But there are precious records on those few fragmented pages that are not found elsewhere, but the shortcoming is that the description of that record is unclear, which is very puzzling.

First of all, the above record is different from the other several books in that it is written as an evil puppet. Although its name is different, what it describes is very similar to the characteristics of the ignorant ghost clan.

They are all without sanity and sealed in the back mountain.

What is puzzling is that the evil puppets mentioned above are not only sealed in one place, but are scattered in several places, and there are grades, and the upper one overcomes the lower ones.

Chu Huan still remembers the appearance of the ignorant ghost who escaped from the back mountain he saw in his previous life. Just looking at his appearance, he doesn’t look like a crippled one, so this sentence means that there are more than one evil puppet. Only?

After thinking about it, Chu Huan put down the book in his hand, stood up and searched around in the Library Pavilion, but after a while, he found nothing else.

Chu Huan cast a spell in his hand to return the book he had drawn out to its original position, then pushed open the door and walked out. Before leaving, he found that there was no one in the seat where Xuan Ming was sitting. Chu Huan was stunned for a moment, and looked around. No sign of him was seen either.

Usually Xuanming is here all the time, unless there is something exciting to watch...

Thinking of this, Chu Huan suddenly remembered the secret letter a few days ago, maybe the martial art competition has already started?

Indeed, as he had imagined, not only did the martial art contest begin, but it was Xiao Zhuo's turn to go up soon.

The old man in green shirt who sat on the side seat and stared at the table was none other than the disappeared Master Xuanming.

Now the first round of the martial art competition is halfway through, and the surrounding onlookers have mobilized the atmosphere in the competition field.

Xiao Zhuo in the audience watched the competition in the enchantment on the stage in front of him, carefully observed everyone's move habits and weaknesses, and thought about strategies in his heart.

Although the two of them will definitely not be able to match this round, the next round may be the same. It is not harmful to know some opponent's weaknesses and habits in advance.

Although Xiao Zhuo was not moved when he saw the secret letter at the time, he still had a brief understanding of the situation afterwards. After all, the master entrusted this to him because he wanted him to participate, so he had to prepare with all his heart. .

After the people on the stage went down, Xiao Zhuo turned over and jumped up, his eyes were full of eagerness, this match was his.

After seeing Xiao Zhuo's appearance, one of the onlookers had a wicked-looking guy who broke through the crowd and walked out. The vacant space was quickly filled by others, and no one noticed him.

Not a moment later, the sly-eyed man slowed down after walking to a four-cornered pavilion.

"Senior brother Chang Shao, I know who Chang Zhuo is. If I arrange a competition with him in the second round, he will definitely suffer!" The man bared his two incomplete teeth with confidence. The person in the pavilion assured.

He had just carefully identified the aura, that Chang Zhuo was just a Jindan early-stage cultivator who had just established his foundation and had not yet stabilized his state. It should be very easy to beat him and play some dirty tricks.

"Well, can you finish this?" Wang Shao still had some doubts about the person in front of him. After all, this person had a very bad face and didn't look like a kind person.

"Brother Changshao, please rest assured, I will definitely handle this matter for you without delay."

"Don't shake me out even if the plan fails." The person sitting in the pavilion reminded after hearing his answer, "If others know about this, you should know your fate the most."

"Yes yes yes." The ugly man said repeatedly.

After seeing that the person in front of him seemed to believe him, the man pulled out an extremely flattering smile, rubbed his hands together and asked hesitantly: "Then... the reward that senior brother promised me..." "Here, this is only part of it." Wang Shao threw him a bag from a distance.

"Thank you, brother!"

The man said with excitement in his tone after taking it.

Any outside disciple here would be able to recognize him at a glance. After all, his appearance is very special, so it is easy for people to remember him.

This person is one of the top three in the outer sect competition, and the outer sect's resources are not enough compared to the inner sect's. Today's first round of the competition happened to be a very weak opponent for him, so it was very easy for him to win.

Seeing this, Wang Shao smiled and stood up, walked to the man's side and patted him on the shoulder, and said in a low voice, "The better you do, the better your reward will be."

"Yes!"

In the distant martial art contest, who knows who set up a place to bet on winning or losing, and now it is attracting a group of people to gather around to watch.

"Buy it and leave it, buy it and leave it." I saw a very rich man shaking the sieve in his hand and watching everyone bet one after another, he was very happy.

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