I am extremely grateful to classmates (1888), classmate u. Zhuang, classmate Cheng Mengyi Bing Zishang, and classmate ******34856 for their rewards!

Early the next morning, Xu Ziyan, Yan Shanhun and Gongzi Ye's father and son came to the Qidao Competition together. ^//^ Along the way, Xu Ziyan also noticed that Gongzi Ye looked a little haggard. But they didn't say anything, and it was hard to ask him.

After entering the arena, the four people said goodbye to each other. Gongzi Ye went to the VIP seats, Yanshan Hun went to the arena, and Xu Ziyan took Qin Qing and other four women and Gongzi Tuo to the box.

Sitting in the box, Xu Ziyan looked naturally towards the VIP seats. His heart was shocked, and he hurriedly turned to the young master and asked:

"Fellow Taoist Forging, didn't you say that those Mahayana monks and masters from the three major cities won't be here in the next two days? They will only show up during the Treasure Weapon Competition."

"Yes!" Young Master Tuo nodded.

"Then look at the VIP seats!" Xu Ziyan pointed at the VIP seats in the distance.

Young Master Dui followed Xu Ziyan's hand and his face froze. After a while, he jumped up from the chair in surprise and said:

"Why are they all here?"

Xu Ziyan glanced at him and thought, your reaction is too slow. Did it take so long to jump up from the chair?

"Did something happen?" Gongzi Tuo murmured to himself, sitting back on his chair and looking at the big shots at the VIP table in trance.

"Hey!" Xu Ziyan called him and said, "Has the knife from Zhenguan come yet?"

Young Master Duan's eyes carefully scanned the VIP table several times, then turned to Xu Ziyan and said:

"No!"

Xu Ziyan frowned slightly and asked softly: "Don't he come back to attend such a grand event? Is it really that dangerous to go to Zhenguan?"

"I remember he came back from the last Qi Dao Competition." Gongzi Dui said while thinking, "Maybe something delayed him, maybe he will be back tomorrow."

Xu Ziyan nodded, thinking in her heart that the knife must come back. If he doesn't come back, how will Shen Qianji deal with him? As for how Shen Qianji can make the knife come back, then he won't do it.

Xu Ziyan's matter. Although Xu Ziyan doesn't know why Wang Woyun and the three major cities are indifferent to her appearance in the Refining City, she still feels that she can be safer if there is a conflict with the Refining City. ^

//^

Xu Ziyan didn't care that it was false. After all, he was surrounded by great powers at this time. He originally wanted to hide quietly in the dark and watch the Qi Dao Competition. It would be best if he could find an opportunity to reconcile with the three major cities. If he didn't find it,

When she had the opportunity, she left quietly. Who would have thought that Yan Shanhun would be so high-profile and suddenly appear in front of everyone.

While he was thinking wildly there, he suddenly felt several sharp eyes scanning towards him. He squinted his eyes slightly and looked over, but he met the eyes of the Four Mahayana and the Three Great City Lords. Xu Ziyan was shocked in his heart, but tried his best to keep his face calm.

Calmly, he slowly leaned on the back of the chair and looked across calmly.

However, the result made Xu Ziyan very depressed. Although she couldn't see it clearly, she clearly felt a condescending look from those eyes. And so many masters focused their eyes on her, even though they were far away,

But it also made Xu Ziyan feel endless pressure.

The bell rang melodiously, which made Xu Ziyan relax and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. The eyes on the other side moved away from Xu Ziyan and looked at the venue of the Qidao Competition. Xu Ziyan also hurriedly opened the eagle eye, first looking at

I glanced at the entire arena and felt a little surprised.

In Xu Ziyan's view, all monks who come to participate in the Weapon Dao Competition should be confident in themselves. At the very least, it should be no problem to become a low-grade weapon refiner. And once you get the qualification of a low-grade weapon refiner, you will never give up.

Anyone who wants to be a mid-level magician. Regardless of whether he has that ability or not, he should give it a try.

However, what surprised Xu Ziyan was that there were originally more than 50,000 monks, but now there are about 40,000 left, and more than 10,000 people did not participate in this middle-grade magician competition. How did she know that it was precisely because of the above

The direct consequence of the sensation caused by Yanshan Soul in a game was that many monks melted and used up the first batch of weapon refining materials, so they were in a hurry. In addition, the impact of Yanshan Soul on their psychology continued to play out.

As a result, more than 10,000 people failed to refine low-grade magic weapons. They did not obtain the qualifications of a low-grade magic weapon master, and naturally lost the qualification to participate in the mid-grade magic weapon master competition.

This time, they accepted the lesson learned last time. No one among the monks who participated in the competition paid attention to Yanshan Soul, for fear of being influenced by him again. At this time, Xu Ziyan and Gongzidui's eyes were also locked on Yanshan Soul.

With Yan Shanhun's mental power, he could naturally feel who was targeting him. At this time, the other monks had already begun to melt the materials. Yan Shanhun first raised his head and glanced at the people who had their eyes fixed on him.

The great monk at the VIP table then turned his head and smiled in the direction of Xu Ziyan before starting to refine the medium-grade magic weapon.

The middle-grade magic weapon is really nothing for Yanshan Soul's weapon refining skills or for Yanshan Soul's cultivation. It's just a trivial matter. There is no need for the forging hammer next to it, and it is still the same as the last time.

Making a low-quality magic weapon is average. However, this time it took slightly more than a quarter of an hour.

When Yan Shanhun casually carried the middle-grade treasure and walked towards the judging table, it still inevitably caused a sensation. However, this time everyone was obviously able to control their emotions and paid attention to Yan Shanhun.

While paying attention to the materials in their hands, they looked at the figure of Yan Shanhun, their eyes filled with disbelief. The middle-grade magic weapon is definitely not just one level higher than the low-grade magic weapon, otherwise there would not be a large number of monks stuck in it.

On the threshold of a mid-level magic weapon master, one can only be a low-level magic weapon master for the rest of his life.

Yan Shanhun walked to the judges' table unhurriedly as before, flew to the stage gracefully, casually placed the middle-grade magic weapon on the table, and then took the low-grade magic weapon master's badge from the storage room.

He took out the ring and put it on the table, then stood there calmly.

Those judges were all treasure masters. Even though they were only low-grade treasure masters, they only glanced at each other and knew that the sword in front of them was a mid-grade magic weapon. Xiang Qi hurriedly stood up from his seat.

He stood up, raised his hands towards Yanshanhun and said:

"Congratulations to Brother Yan for becoming a middle-grade magic weapon master!"

"Thank you!"

Yan Shanhun returned the gift with his hand, took the mid-level magic weapon master's badge handed to Xiang Qi, put it into the storage ring without looking at it, turned around, floated down the ring, and left the arena.

After a while, Yan Shanhun's figure appeared in Xu Ziyan's box. He said to Xu Ziyan:

"Zi Yan, there's nothing interesting to see in the middle-grade magic weapon competition. Let's go."

"That's fine!" Xu Ziyan stood up from his seat, turned to Young Master Duan and said, "Fellow Duan, are there any other good places in the weapon refining city that we can go shopping?"

Young Master Duan was thinking there when he heard Yanshanhun say: "Ziyan, we might as well leave the city today."

"Where to go?" Xu Ziyan asked curiously.

A trace of nostalgia flashed in Yanshanhun's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Let's go to Wushan outside the city to have a look!"

Xu Ziyan's heart moved. She now knew that Yanshan Soul had obtained Langya's head in Wushan. She thought, did Langya leave anything there? However, the family members were hidden in Wushan. Yanshan

It's just that the soul has returned, but it wouldn't be good if Young Master Dui found out.

However, considering that Wushan is so huge, Yanshan Soul will probably only go to the single peak that collapsed. It may not go to other places, so it will be difficult to meet his own people. He nodded and said:

"Okay, let's."

The seven people left the arena and rode the monster car towards the city gate. An hour and a half later, three people arrived at the city gate. They got off the monster car and were about to leave the city when they heard something in the sky.

There was a loud shouting, and figures kept falling.

Xu Ziyan paused, looked up, and saw more than seventy monks, led by Sha Wuhen, falling straight from the air to the city gate, blocking Xu Ziyan and others.

Xu Ziyan looked coldly. In addition to Sha Wuhen who was in the late stage of distraction, there were four monks in the late stage of distraction standing behind him. The remaining dozens of monks turned out to be all monks in the middle stage of distraction. Xu Ziyan just looked at him.

After scanning, he recognized that none of these monks were the thirty-six monks from the city guard army yesterday. Xu Ziyan's heart moved, could these people be the secret forces in the refining city mentioned by Mo Jili?

Xu Ziyan looked warily at Sha Wuhen who was blocking him. A thought flashed through his mind. Is the Refining City going to attack him?

Yan Shanhun frowned slightly and said coldly: "Fellow Taoist Wuhen, what do you mean?"

Sha Wuhen looked at Yan Shanhun and Xu Ziyan with a serious face, raised his hands and said: "Please also ask the two fellow Taoists to return to the city."

Yan Shanhun raised his eyebrows and his voice became even colder: "What? You want to restrict my freedom?"

Sha Wuhen still refused to give in, and said with a serious face: "As long as you two don't leave the weapon refining city, anything will be fine."

Yan Shanhun said coldly: "Go back and tell your city lord, I know what he means. But he'd better be at ease in front of me."

After saying that, Yanshanhun walked slowly towards the city gate. Xu Ziyan followed closely. Behind her were four women from Qinqing. Although they also followed Xu Ziyan's footsteps, they were able to learn from the four of them.

There was tension on his face, and even a trace of fear. The most troubled person was Gongzi Dui. He stood there, looking at the backs of Yan Shanhun and Xu Ziyan, and then looked at Sha Wuhen and the others, with struggles constantly showing on their faces.

With such a look on his face, he finally gritted his teeth and followed him.

Today I found four more Lights of God, thank you comrades. It’s the end of the month, please get a pink ticket!
Chapter completed!