In this way, the first place winner in the Fenglin Xiaohui competition will naturally be Yan Qingzhu of the Yan family.
For a time, the Yan family was very lively.
The lively Gu Changqing took Chi Jin and quietly returned to Gu Changhuan's side.
As for the second place, it was relatively left out.
But this is normal. Wen Wu is the first, and Wu Wu is the second.
Most people can't be number one, but they can always flatter themselves to be number one. As for number two, under the dazzling halo of number one, who can see it?
In any case, this Fenglin party was finally completed successfully and lively.
And Yan Qingzhu was able to stand out in the competition that many young talents from the Eastern Wasteland participated in and win the first place. His name was completely spread.
For a period of time, the talk in the streets and alleys was about his winning streak and defeating the elites of many families.
Although the tree is big and attracts the wind, with the Yan family as its backer and the Yuanying Ancestor protecting it, there are really not many people in the land of the East Wasteland who can break the tree of Yan Qingzhu.
However, Yan Qingzhu himself does not care about fame.
He has been living a smooth life in the family and is attracting much attention. He doesn't really care about the praise of outsiders. Although he has won consecutive battles, it is only because of a little bit of competitiveness.
In fact, he won too easily.
Su Shaoxun and Xiu Ming, who were able to compete with him, both chose to stop after testing.
If they all try their best, it is still unclear who will take the position of leader.
Even among the monks who did not participate in the competition, it is impossible to say that there will be stronger ones.
Yan Qingzhu couldn't help but sigh when he thought of this. He turned over on the couch and muttered:
“These people are really crazy, why didn’t I think of this at the time!
Now I'm fine, I can't go out casually anymore.
It’s better to practice in seclusion for a few days first. It’s true that the demon clan has been so quiet recently..."
Unlike the Yan family, which was packed with guests, the Gu family was very quiet.
After Feng Lin's meeting, although some monks visited the Gu family, Gu Changhuan and others, it was only lively for two or three days and then quieted down again, which did not affect the cultivation of the Gu family and others.
However, not long after Feng Lin's meeting, Gu Changhuan heard some interesting news.
Dongfang Zhi joined the Shaoyang Sect and was accepted as a disciple by Xiu Ming's master, Ruyang Zhenren.
From being a casual cultivator to becoming a disciple of the Yuanying Sect all of a sudden, and even becoming a disciple of a powerful Jin Dan Zhenren, Dongfang Zhi was blessed.
Although there were many casual cultivators who joined the four Nascent Soul forces after Feng Lin Xiaohui, Dongfang Zhi was the only one who was accepted as a disciple by the powerful elders of the sect.
Wuqiugu, on the other hand, seems to have taken advantage of this opportunity to attract many monks. It can even be said that all the casual cultivators who participated in Fenglin's meeting that day had all received invitations from Wuqiugu, and even a few famous ones had been invited by Wuqiugu.
The salaries offered by large casual cultivators are extremely generous.
However, considering that Wuqiu Valley is currently in the development stage, this is reasonable.
On this day, in the Gu family's residence, Gu Changze, who was closing his eyes to rest in the courtyard, suddenly opened his eyes. At this moment, the sound of bells one after another passed through the formation and reached Gu Changze's ears.
The bell rang three times in a row. Gu Changze's eyes lit up and he stood up and went to knock on the formations of his brothers and uncles one by one.
The bell rings three times, which means that a large number of monsters are invading, and the recruited monks need to rush to the front line to resist the monsters without delay.
At the same time, Qi Zhi and other four Jindan families gathered together, and after a little discussion, Feng Yidao appeared.
After many days, the demon clan sent a large number of demons to fight. As a Yuanying monk stationed here, he was naturally worried about letting the army of monks go to the front line alone. Although the two clans had an agreement, the demon king and the human Yuanying were not allowed to intervene and occupy it.
But it doesn't hurt if he goes to press the battle.
So, in less than a quarter of an hour, the Pojun war boat and the other two war boats carried the monks in the city and went into battle.
Fairy Liu Yi and Qi Zhi from Wuqiu Valley, as well as several other Jindan masters, stayed behind to garrison the city.
They originally thought that the demon clan had been recuperating for several days and that this attack must be a hard fight. But what they didn't expect was that the human monks only left for three days and then came back.
Still came back victorious.
It's just that the number of casualties among low-level monks was much higher than expected.
"The Purple Man Demon King sent a large number of low-level demon beasts this time. Although there are also fourth-level demon beasts, they are like flying kites. They don't fight at close range with us. They will flee for several miles if they lose the wind.
Then he quietly turned back to attack us or other low-level monks, which is really cunning."
Master Bai Yan said with a wave of evil fire.
Qi Zhi frowned, this was quite different from the information they had received before.
He thought for a moment, turned to look at Feng Yidao, who looked indifferent, and asked:
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Feng Yidao nodded.
"Two are coming."
At this time, Liu Yi looked at the expressions of everyone present and asked:
"If this is the case, won't we be able to build the next level four spiritual vein soon?"
Master Bai Yan nodded and said:
"Judging from what we have discovered before, there are only one-third of the low-level monsters left in the Jiashan Mountains in front of us, but there are more fourth-order monsters in the Jiashan Mountains;
But from today's point of view, there seem to be a lot less fourth-level monsters. It is not known whether they are stationed in the spiritual veins or have been transferred away by the Purple Man Demon King;
But I have sent people to investigate the specific situation, and I believe there will be news tomorrow."
At this time, Master Yunyang of the Shaoyang Sect said with some worry:
"If all those fourth-level monsters are transferred away by the Purple Man Demon King, the battle in the future will be even more difficult."
After all, the closer you get to the core of the Purple Man Demon King's spiritual veins, the more monsters there will be and the more difficult it will be to deal with them, and the number of fourth-order monsters will be greater. If the Purple Man Demon King allocates his strength to defend his fifth-order spiritual veins, then when the time comes, the four
Everyone has to fight together. Although there are more people and strength, the speed of opening up territories will suddenly slow down.
As it is now, eight or nine fourth-level spiritual veins were captured less than a year after the war started. This must never happen again.
Qi Zhi smiled and said:
"Last time, my human race spent a full thirty-seven years in order to conquer Qingzhou. Now it's less than a year. Master Yunyang must be a little patient.
The territory of this Purple Man Demon King is much larger than Qingzhou!"
If not, it wouldn't be enough for the four families.
After hearing what Qi Zhi said, Master Yunyang also smiled and said:
"It seems that things have gone too smoothly since the war started, so that now that normalcy has returned to a little bit, I actually feel that it is abnormal."
After he finished speaking, the other Jindan Masters all smiled.
Indeed, due to adequate preparations and various other reasons, the battle between the two clans progressed extremely smoothly in the early stage, so that now the speed has suddenly slowed down, and they are not used to it.
The speaker has no intention, the listener has intention.
Feng Yidao, who was sitting in the front seat, was listening to their conversation. An idea flashed through his mind like lightning. He vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong. After thinking for a while to no avail, his brows gradually