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Chapter 0059 Clue Tracking

The two sides agreed that each would send five disciples to fight. The side that wins three out of five battles will be considered the winner and will seize control of Xingluan Palace for the next ten years.

Jiang Chen was not interested at all in the competition between the five meridians' Qi levels.

When everyone's eyes were fixed on this group of boys and girls, Jiang Chen quietly used his third eye and began to observe the guests present.

If lotus collectors are coming, they will naturally not show up openly. They will definitely pretend to be guests and take advantage of the situation.

It has to be said that these guests were very fascinated. Where Jiang Chen's Heavenly Eyes were spreading, almost everyone was focused on watching the competition in the field.

This is a competition between the most outstanding disciples of the new generation of Xingluan Palace. Most of these heroes are making a living in the Jushi Prefecture, so they naturally have to pay attention to the situation of the next generation of Xingluan Palace.

The first two battles ended quickly. However, the Southern Sect and the Northern Sect each won a game.

Jiang Chen also completed a round of observation. The result was nothing. None of these people looked like lotus collectors in disguise.

Jiang Chen was worried and observed carefully again, but the result was still the same. Jiang Chen couldn't see any flaws in these people.

"Then the lotus picker? Is it true that he didn't come? Or is he pretending so well that even my third eye can't see through it?"

Jiang Chen was a little doubtful of his own judgment. He was practicing "Heart of the Rock" and had a vague mental intuition, telling him that something would happen in Xingluan Palace today, and it would probably be related to the Lotus Picker.

In other words, the lotus collector might already be there.

However, there were a total of three hundred guests watching the battle. Which one was the lotus picker? Jiang Chen first observed through the Divine Eye of the Third Eye, and then listened to the breathing and pulsation of these people through the ears of the wind.

As a result, still nothing was found.

"Is there something wrong with my feelings?"

While Jiang Chen was thinking about it, he realized that the battle had already completed four rounds, but he had won two games each.

At this time, behind Mrs. Beizong Yu, a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old, wearing light yellow clothes and with an exquisite figure, walked onto the stage.

"North Sect disciple Wen Ziqi, please enlighten me."

This girl named Wen Ziqi has a waterfall of black hair, and her eyes are as pure as a mountain spring.

She whispered a word, and her face turned red all the way to the back of her ears.

"I heard that Uncle Jade of the Beizong has accepted a good disciple, and he must be you, junior sister. Foolish brother Lu Boyu, please accompany junior sister to do some tricks for you."

Lu Boyu was tall and tall, his thin cheeks exuded a suave look, and his eyes seemed like a second mouth that could speak.

There is quite a certain magnanimity in the way he moves his hands and feet.

What surprised Jiang Chen was that these two people actually had six meridians of true energy!

In this small Xingluan Palace, two strong men of six meridians actually appeared, and as expected, those watching the battle also let out some soft sighs.

Mrs. Yu's originally confident and handsome face suddenly darkened. She arranged this proud disciple at the end to hide her strength. She was originally planning to make a big splash. Unexpectedly, this Nan Sect also saved a hand.

The confrontation between these two disciples who were at the bottom of the box was indeed much more exciting than before.

Although Wen Ziqi is polite and blushes every time he speaks, once he enters the fighting state, he is not ambiguous at all, he advances and retreats in a measured manner, attacks and defends, and he is quite dignified.

However, Lu Boyu, this disciple, was obviously a key figure cultivated by the Southern Sect. No matter how good Wen Ziqi was, he could actually suppress Wen Ziqi.

Moreover, judging from his confident fighting attitude, it is obvious that he still has some strength left.

Jiang Chen shook his head slightly and glanced at the leader of the Southern Sect, Shen Rong. After all, he was still cunning. After ten years of competition, it seemed that the Northern Sect still couldn't win.

Just as Jiang Chen's thoughts flashed across his mind, Lu Boyu gave a soft drink and grabbed half of Wen Ziqi's sleeve in his hand. He brought it to his nose and took a sniff: "Well, the country is beautiful and fragrant. I like it. Thumbs up!”

Wen Ziqi was extremely embarrassed. She could neither advance nor retreat for a moment. Her eyes turned red, and tears were already rolling in her eyes.

Snapped!

Mrs. Yu of the Beizong clan stood up with a slap on the table and said angrily to Shen Rong of the South clan: "Shen Rong, are the disciples you taught as frivolous and incompetent as you?"

Shen Rong laughed and stroked his long beard: "Junior Sister Yu, what's wrong with young people making harmless jokes?"

Mrs. Yu was so angry that her delicate body trembled slightly, and her pink face turned red with anger. She had been preparing for ten years, but in the end she still missed a move. You can imagine her depression.

Lu Boyu cupped his hands towards Wen Ziqi: "Junior Sister Wen, Brother Yu didn't mean anything else, it was just a joke with Junior Sister."

Wen Ziqi's tears welled up in her eyes, and she lightly stamped her feet, but then she ran to Mrs. Yu and cried aggrievedly.

"Why are you crying?" Mrs. Yu was also depressed and shouted, "My skills are not as good as others, just go back and practice hard. People who practice martial arts know how to shed tears when encountering problems. How will they take on important tasks in the future?"

As the victor, Shen Rong did not take the opportunity to add insult to injury. Instead, he walked up to Madam Yu, cupped his hands and said: "Junior sister, you can't write two Xingluan Palaces in one stroke. Although you and I are divided into northern and southern sects, it's just fate. Funny. I am in charge of Xingluan Palace, and I have always had a grand ambition, which is to merge my northern and southern sects, restore the grandeur of the past, strengthen the momentum of my Xingluan Palace, and make my Xingluan Palace the first-class sect in the entire Eastern Kingdom. Door."

"Pretentious." Mrs. Yu was annoyed.

"Junior Sister, Brother Yu was enlightened in the mountains a few days ago and accidentally discovered a secret realm of the sect, which may involve some of the inheritance of the founder of Xingluan Palace. Brother Yu is unable to support himself alone, so he would like to invite Junior Sister back to the mountain to discuss countermeasures together." Very low.

"Secret realm of the sect? Founder?" Mrs. Yu frowned slightly.

"Junior sister, you and I share the same sect, so why should we be divided on such a major matter? If this matter can lead to the merger of the northern and southern sects, won't you and I also be great contributors to the sect in the future?" Shen Rong said in a very serious tone. sincere.

Mrs. Yu fell into deep thought, feeling a little conflicted in her heart. If Shen Rong had a high attitude, Mrs. Yu would definitely walk away.

However, Shen Rong kept his posture very low, and every word he said was based on the sect's justice, which made Madam Yu feel a little moved.

"Junior sister, there are a lot of people here, why don't you and I go to the sect's secret room to talk first. I have some clues, so I can discuss it with my junior sister."

Mrs. Yu hesitated for a moment and finally nodded: "Shen Rong, if you are determined to merge the sects, I, Mrs. Yu, am not a heartless person."

Shen Rong was overjoyed: "Junior sister is generous, it is our sect's fortune, please."

Immediately he ordered Lu Boyu: "Boyu, please entertain all distinguished guests. I have something to discuss with your uncle."

"yes."

Shen Rong apologized to the guests and went to the Xingluan Sect with Madam Yu.

Jiang Chen sat in his seat, but he felt baffled in his heart. The competition ended just like that. But he didn't find any clues.

His intuition clearly told him that there was definitely something unusual about today's ten-year competition. But no matter how he observed, he could never find any clues.

"What is the problem?" Looking at these guests, they have dispersed in twos and threes. Some are preparing to leave, and some are preparing to return to their residences to wait for the banquet in Xingluan Palace before leaving.

Jiang Chen was at a loss for a while and fell into a deadlock.

"Is this trip really in vain?" Jiang Chen was unwilling to accept it. He felt that there must be some details that he had missed.

Having practiced "Heart of Rock", he is confident that his intuition will be much stronger than ordinary people.

At this moment, another disciple walked out of the inner sect and said to Wen Ziqi and the other six or seven female disciples who were left behind: "Several junior sisters, on the order of Uncle Yu, please come and pay homage to the founder of our sect.

"

When Wen Ziqi heard that her master had a destiny and that she was paying homage to the ancestor, she naturally would not refuse and followed the disciple.

Looking at the disciple who was delivering the message, Jiang Chen felt an inexplicable flutter in his mind.

"Have I seen this person?" Jiang Chen went through the past few days in his mind, but could not find any memory about this person.

However, when this disciple arrived just now, he sensed a hint of familiarity through his telekinesis.

"Who is this person?" Jiang Chen thought suddenly and walked towards Lu Boyu, "Brother Lu."

Lu Boyu saw Jiang Chen dressed as a martial artist and smiled lightly: "Do you have any advice?"

"Brother Lu, who is the disciple who came to deliver the message just now from your Xingluan Palace?"

"Oh, that's a registered disciple of my master. I don't remember his name. Why, do you know him?"

Jiang Chen shook his head: "I'm just curious."

A named disciple, obviously an unknown person. But it gave Jiang Chen a familiar feeling, and Jiang Chen instinctively chased outside.

However, when he chased them out, there were no traces of those people outside.

The most amazing thing is that these female disciples should have body fragrance, but at this moment, the air is filled with a strange fishy smell, making the female disciples' body fragrance indistinguishable.

"No, no." Jiang Chen immediately used his Heavenly Eyes to the limit and looked around, but found nothing.

It was as if the named disciple and the female disciples disappeared out of thin air.

Jiang Chen found a disciple of the Southern Sect and asked him where the Ancestral Master's Hall was. When he quickly arrived at the Ancestral Master's Hall, there was a padlock on the door of the Ancestral Master's Hall. Apparently there was no ancestor worship ceremony.

"Sure enough, there is something wrong with that named disciple!" Jiang Chen calmed down and sorted out the whole thing again. Suddenly, the long beard of Shen Rong, the leader of the Southern Sect, appeared in Jiang Chen's mind.

"Huh? Shen Rong! Yes! I actually felt Shen Rong's aura on the messenger disciple just now. Although that person deliberately concealed his aura, some subtle movements and some subconscious habits were hidden.

But my third eye is the divine pupil~!"

"Is there a ghost in this Shen Rong?" When Jiang Chen thought about this, he no longer hesitated and used the Divine Eyes of Heaven, the Ears of the Wind, and the Heart of the Rock to the extreme.


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