In the next few days, Su Yun kept wandering around Guyue Village, and Su Xue acted as a guide, explaining various situations to Su Yun.
Soon, half a month passed.
The grandmaster battle of the Seven Villages is about to begin.
Guyue Village has selected three candidates for the Grandmaster, all of whom are seventh-grade Grandmasters.
This is agreed upon by each village, and is limited to the seventh grade.
Of course, if any village has to dispatch an eighth-level master, it is not impossible. However, before taking the stage, the energy and blood will be blocked and a certain amount of power will be suppressed. Only the strength of the seventh-level martial arts can be unleashed.
Moreover, they will also be targeted by other participating masters.
The one who represented the Sunan Mountain lineage was the old man with gray hair and a goatee.
Although the old man said that he was old and in poor condition and did not want to participate in the grandmaster battle, he had no choice but to participate after being named by Su Nanshan.
After Su Yun found out, he was speechless.
The old man's own condition was secondary. The key was his mentality. He was obviously afraid of fighting.
Before everyone set off, he looked dejected.
What good results can be achieved by selecting such representatives to participate in the war?
"Brother Su Yun, we are about to set off. Grandpa and the village leader invite you to come over." At this time, Su Xue walked up to Su Yun with an obedient expression.
Su Yun shook his head and said with a lack of interest: "I won't go to the grandmaster battle. Please let me know when the forbidden area is opened."
A battle between a group of seventh-grade masters was like a fight between children to him, so he naturally had no interest in watching the battle.
"Ah?" Su Xue was stunned for a moment, then realized it and said, "Then I'll go talk to Grandpa and the others."
Soon, Su Tongde, Su Nanshan and others were not surprised when they heard Su Xue's reply.
"A master's fight is indeed not something that can catch the eye of an innate strong man. Forget it, let's go ahead first," Su Tongde said.
The group left Guyue Village in a grand manner.
Su Yun stayed at the house in Sunan Mountain, thinking that he could be peaceful for a while.
But only half a day later, Su Yun suddenly raised his eyebrows slightly, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Everyone, since you are here, come out."
Su Yun's voice was not loud, but it seemed to have special penetrating power, piercing out in all directions.
"Master Immortal, what happened?"
Dao Liu and Dao Jiu hurried over when they heard the noise.
Different from the arrogance they showed when they first met Su Yun, when they faced Su Yun again, their expressions were full of awe, as if they were worshiping a god.
"It has nothing to do with you here, please step back." Su Yun waved his hand.
Dao Liu and Dao Jiu were a little surprised and confused.
However, before they could retreat, an old but rich voice echoed in the sky: "It seems that Su Tongde was right. Your Excellency is really innate. No wonder your spiritual sense is so keen and you can sense our arrival."
As the voice came, an old man in a wide robe and long sleeves was seen stepping in the air. Every time he took a step, an invisible lotus seemed to be supporting him under his feet.
In a few steps, the old man had already stepped into the courtyard.
"Zhao, Master Zhao——" Dao Liu and Dao Jiu were both trembling with fear.