Chapter 773: Situ Yang
"idiot!"
Chu Yan said directly, what kind of dog is this, Mr. Zhu, who sneaked up on him at the gate of the city and didn't care about him, and now he's disgusting himself, of course Chu Yan won't bear him anymore.
"Who are you scolding!?"
Mr. Zhu, who had just stepped into Xingchen Pavilion, suddenly turned his head, looked at Chu Yan with a ferocious expression, and shouted.
"Since I agreed, I don't know who I'm talking about. It seems that I'm really an idiot!"
Chu Yan sneered.
As soon as the words fell to the ground, the noisy crowd around, including the old man in yellow robe, all looked at Chu Yan dumbfounded, and their eyes were full of sneering.
"The bumpkin from there dares to seek bad luck from Mr. Zhu Wushuang!"
"You must be impatient to live. Mr. Zhu is the number one genius in Xixia City. Against him, this bumpkin really doesn't want to live!"
"No way, every year during the assessment of the Three Pavilions, there will always be some bumpkins who have never seen the world, and in the end, they will die without knowing how!"
"Look, there is a good show to watch!"
"..."
Hearing the discussions around, the anger in Zhu Wushuang's heart was even stronger, and he rushed to Chu Yan in two steps...
"Kneel down, or... die!"
Zhu Bi stared at Chu Yan with bloodshot eyes, his whole face twisted together.
As the number one genius in Xixia City,
In front of so many people, how could he bear to be challenged by a bumpkin.
"I wish...Master Zhu, Xingchen Pavilion prohibits the use of force, you..."
Seeing this, the old man in yellow robe stepped forward nervously to dissuade him.
"Damn it, get out! Who cares about my business!" Zhu Wushuang snarled viciously at the old man in yellow robe, then turned his head and continued to yell at Chu Yan
"Boy, I'll give you a moment to kneel down immediately, or your limbs will be broken!"
Zhu Wushuang's cultivation has reached the half-step heaven-reaching realm, and his strength is not weak. In addition, the few followers behind him are all masters of the heaven-reaching realm, and his arrogance is extremely arrogant.
Chu Yan raised his brows, the Gang Qi was released from the inner alchemy, poured into his right fist, and was just about to punch out, but suddenly, a figure suddenly appeared, blocking between him and Zhu Wushuang.
"Brother Zhu, in front of the gate of Xingchen Pavilion is the territory of the Seventh Prince. For today's matter, give me some face, forget it!"
A dark-complexioned, sturdy man with a bloody ax behind him, tall and tall like a hill, gave me a faint sense of coercion when I looked directly at it.
"Yue Chong!?"
When Zhu Wushuang saw the appearance of the tall and tall young man, his ferocious face gradually stretched, and the bloodshot eyes gradually faded away.
It's not because of the tall young man in front of him, Zhu Wushuang naturally knows that the Xingchen Pavilion is in charge of the Seventh Prince, and the Seventh Prince is a prince who is at the height of the sky among the royal forces supported by the Nine Spirits Xuantian Sect, and his cultivation and talent are astonishing , but Zhu Wushuang was extremely afraid.
"Okay, Brother Yue, I'll save face for you today!"
Seeing that there was a step down, Zhu Wushuang no longer persisted, suppressed the anger in his heart, turned around and entered the restaurant.
"Old Huang, this little brother's entry fee will be charged to my account!"
Seeing Zhu Wushuang retreating from the cloud, Yue Chong turned his head, looked at the old man in yellow robe, said boldly, and then strode into Xingchen Pavilion.
"yes!"
The old man in yellow robe nodded. Now that the matter is settled and someone pays, he will naturally not embarrass Chu Yan anymore.
You must know that those who can enter and exit this Xingchen Pavilion are all famous people within a radius of ten thousand miles of Chaotian City.
"Thank you!"
Chu Yan thanked Yue Lin's background, and also stepped into Xingchen Pavilion.
The first floor of the Xingchen Pavilion has a huge area, several miles in length and width, densely packed with hundreds of altars, large and small.
These altars are of different sizes and colors. Under some of the altars, warriors cultivate with their legs crossed. The rich spiritual energy of heaven and earth pours into the warriors' bodies like a stream of water. It is obviously a spiritual formation altar that increases the speed of cultivation.
According to what Situ Yang said before, this kind of altar that can increase the speed of cultivation is extremely expensive, and there are not even some powerful sects in Extreme North Continent. Unexpectedly, there are hundreds of altars in this Xingchen Pavilion.
"What a big handwriting!"
Chu Yan glanced over, his face turned cold, and he couldn't help but marvel at the strength of the Zhongtian Continent forces.
This Xingchen Pavilion is just a subordinate force of the Jiuling Xuantian Sect. It is a place established to serve the assessment of new disciples. It has such a huge strength. If it is in the inner sect of the Jiuling Xuantian Sect, how rich will it be? Sample?
Chu Yan's spiritual consciousness slowly spread out, and in less than ten breaths, it enveloped the entire first-floor hall of Xingchen Pavilion. In an instant, Chu Yan's face was stunned again.
What he didn't expect was that there was a huge joint formation hidden among the hundred altars, and the center of the formation pointed to was on the second floor.
After Chu Yan looked around, his eyes fell on a crowd of warriors on the right, and he saw that they were discussing and communicating around something.
As he walked closer, Chu Yan heard various voices of discussion from the crowd.
"This time, the Seventh Prince doesn't know how many quotas will be allocated!?"
"I heard that among the 800 quotas, the Seventh Prince got 500 by himself. Just now, a warrior spent 100 yuan crystals to get a quota!"
"Oh my god, why are there so many places in Xingchen Pavilion? Once every half a month, 800 places are too exaggerated!"
"You don't understand, the Xingchen Pavilion is different from the Silver Moon Pavilion. There are only a few places in the Silver Moon Pavilion a year, but the Xingchen Pavilion casts a wide net and can make money!"
"So that's the case, is there no hope for Haori Pavilion at all?"
"Nonsense, the Nine Spirits Xuantianzong recruits disciples and divides them into three categories. Among them, the prospective disciples of Haori Pavilion, once they pass the assessment, they will be directly promoted to inner disciples!"
"No way, before the age of twenty-five, how much cultivation is enough to enter the inner sect of the Nine Spirits Xuantian Sect?"
"Hey, let me tell you, the Nine Spirits Xuantian Sect recruits disciples, they don't look at their cultivation and strength at all, they only look at their talents. The more special talents they have, the more they like them. If they are alchemists, they are all exempted from the examination!"
"....."
Standing behind the crowd, Chu Yan heard the discussions in the crowd clearly. Of course, he also knew that this group of people was just waiting for the Xingchen Pavilion quota on the second floor, and was going to auction to grab one. , Participate in the assessment of Xingchen Pavilion.
Not far away, there is also a group of warriors, the number is relatively small, less than ten people, all of them have a deep breath, they look extremely extraordinary, they are obviously genius warriors, and you can guess that some of them are holding a star jade talisman. It turns out that these people are warriors who have obtained the qualifications to participate in the Xingchen Pavilion assessment.
Chu Yan glanced at the ten people, and suddenly, seeing a fat and outrageous figure, his expression changed drastically, and he was stunned.
That body of fat, like a stream of water, swayed on his body, with a pair of small eyes, staring at a beautiful woman three steps in front of him.
But when that woman saw him, her face was frosty, completely ignoring the shining eyes on the fat man and the glistening saliva at the corner of her mouth.
Isn't this fat man... Situ Yang!
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