There is still one week left until the Motosari Ceremony.
The Seventh Prince's Mansion.
Sitting in the hall was a handsome young man with a bun.
That person is none other than Wu Tianjiao.
His face hadn't changed much at this time, but his overall aura had matured a lot.
If he was a sharp sword before, now he has hidden his edge and is more restrained.
He held a cup of tea in his hand and sipped it lightly.
At this moment, a loud laugh rang out, and then the Seventh Prince walked in from outside, waving his fan.
Wu Tianjiao put down the tea cup and slightly clasped his fists towards the Seventh Prince without waiting for greetings.
The seventh prince waved his hands and said with a happy face: "What a great thing, a great thing!"
Wu Tianjiao also smiled and said lightly: "At this time, the thing that makes His Highness so happy must be related to the gift of Yuanshou, right?"
The Seventh Prince clapped his hands and said, "Hahaha, the one who knows me is a genius! At this time, it is also a good thing for you... Isn't it time to submit the list of the 'Competition' today? Guess what I found?"
"
Special celebrations like these also have complicated procedures.
It is necessary to submit the list in advance and check the process.
Of course, this does not mean that once the list has been submitted, it cannot be modified. There is also a certain degree of freedom within the process.
But basically, once the list is confirmed at this time, it already represents the person who made the move, unless there are any special circumstances!
Wu Tianjiao narrowed his eyes: "Who temporarily changed the participants?"
The seventh prince nodded, and then quietly leaned over: "It's the prince, and the person he reported to is not Chen Fan!"
"Chen Fan..."
Wu Tianjiao's expression changed sharply when he heard this, he frowned deeply, and then shook his head:
"With his strength, even if he has not made any progress in the past two years, he is still enough to participate in the Yuan Shou Ceremony. There is no way he will not participate!"
The seventh prince's expression was subtle: "But what if Chen Fan isn't here?"
Wu Tianjiao was stunned.
The seventh prince continued:
"My recent spies have obtained the latest news. At the critical moment, the prince seems to be unable to contact Chen Fan."
"I originally thought that the prince was setting up a trap, but when I think about it, there is no need. No one in the imperial capital knows Chen Fan's name at this time, and he is not someone's hidden trump card. What's the point of playing this trick now?!"
Wu Tianjiao sighed when he heard this, then his eyes flashed and he shook his head:
"In this way, it is really possible... I practiced hard for two years and finally advanced to the ninth level. I also completely absorbed the 'soul-burning fire' for my own use. I can fight to the limit of the ninth level. I originally wanted to take this opportunity to prove myself.
, but it seems... God won’t give me this opportunity.”
Wu Tianjiao had just turned thirty at this time, and he had advanced to the ninth level so quickly that he had already surpassed the genius who ranked second on the Hero List!
Of course, it was because he entered the spiritual realm and was heavily trained by the Seventh Prince that he could make such progress in two years.
The seventh prince chuckled:
"We will fight each other again when you have more opportunities in the future. There is no room for failure in this 'deer competition'. My talent is already better than that of the prince. If I can get this 'golden deer', it will take ten years for me to have the confidence to get rid of him completely!"
When Wu Tianjiao heard this, he nodded confidently and said: "Without Chen Fan, even if my strength has not been broken through, no one will be my opponent!"
…
Prince's Mansion.
Prince Liu Lun also politely clasped his fists and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him.
"Teacher, you are here."
Wen Siyuan frowned and looked at Prince Liu Lun: "I heard that Chen Fan is missing. When was the last time you successfully contacted Chen Fan?"
The prince narrowed his eyes with helplessness on his face:
"That was after Chen Fan came back from the ancient ruins. He contacted me and said that he wanted to go back to his hometown... It should be more than five months ago..."
"Then three months ago, I contacted Chen Fan once, but I didn't get in touch. I didn't take it seriously. After all, he might be in retreat... But I contacted him several times later, but he never got through.
I haven’t been able to get in touch until now…”
Wen Siyuan rubbed his chin and frowned:
"I asked Xiuyilou, and they said that Chen Fan's life soul lamp has not been extinguished. Under the current circumstances, he should not encounter the killers of Wujianmen... Could it be that he is trapped in some Jedi or special secret realm?
?”
The prince nodded helplessly, but a hint of subtlety flashed in his eyes: "This boy has always been restless. I can't contact you at this time. I'm afraid he won't be able to catch up with the gift of Yuan Shou... If it weren't for him, I might not be able to win this time.
The seventh brother and the thirteenth brother."
Wen Siyuan's eyes were dim: "The gift of Yuan Shou is a trivial matter. Even if you can't win, it doesn't matter. After all..."
He did not continue talking, but divided it up: "In any case, Chen Fan's strength is developing too fast, and he is always dishonest. If he can come back, then... don't wait any longer."
"If he advances to the tenth level, or dies early, all our long-term plans... will come to nothing."
When the prince heard this, a sharp flash of light flashed in his eyes: "The teacher is right."
At this moment, his expression suddenly changed, and then he turned over his hand and took out a spar, which was glowing with fluorescence.
The prince also had a subtle look on his face.
Wen Siyuan next to him narrowed his eyes: "Is it Chen Fan?"
The prince nodded, and a strange smile flashed across his face: "It seems that I don't have to lose this Yuan Shou gift."
…
Far to the northwest.
In the wilderness.
Chen Fan, who was hiding in the Star Palace, also had a subtle expression.
In order to refine the Bodhi Pill, he naturally blocked all outside information, just to avoid failure of the breakthrough.
Because he had the experience of refining the Bodhi Pill last time, he never thought that refining it this time would be such a waste of time.
The reason why it took so long was because Chen Fan encountered many difficulties in the process of breaking through the boundaries of the heavenly realm with his spiritual consciousness.
It was too short for him to reach the peak of Bingxin state, and he had just eaten a divine refining grass.
It is somewhat reluctant to break through to the heaven-human realm now.
In fact, without the dual blessings of Bingxin Bodhi Pill and Star God Seal, his forced breakthrough may even lead to a demonic state and a backlash of his spiritual consciousness.
But anyway.
With the double blessing, Chen Fan actually broke through this bottleneck of spiritual consciousness, but it inevitably took a longer time.
But the result is good!
It was only after he came out of confinement that he saw the records of the prince's countless summonses.
"Is it possible that I am in seclusion and have missed the gift of Yuan Shou?"
He had accepted so many gifts and help from the prince. If he were not there at the critical moment, he would naturally be extremely embarrassed.
He also immediately responded to the message, and when he heard that the Motosari Ceremony would start in a week, he breathed a sigh of relief.
After simply stabilizing his spiritual realm, Chen Fan also took another look at the distorted blood demon.
After not seeing each other for several months, this guy still remembered Chen Fan and showed his affection towards Chen Fan.
After Chen Fan fed the beast, he also left the Star Palace and immediately set off towards the imperial capital.