Is anyone there? May I ask if this fat chicken cub is your spirit animal? He came to my place and didn't leave, and he ate a lot of peach blossom cakes, and now I'll send it back to you......" The person standing at the gate of the courtyard said this with a smile, and after looking up and seeing the three people in the courtyard, the smile on his face froze.

The city lord, Luo Anling and Yu Xinlan looked at each other and did not speak for a long time.

As soon as the big yellow chicken in the arms of the city lord saw Luo Yunyi, he chirped twice, flapped his wings and was about to fly to Luo Yunyi. As a result, he flew two steps and fell down like a big rock.

"Be careful!" The city lord took two steps forward, took the big yellow chicken in his arms, and said with palpitations, "If you can't fly, come down and go." ”

"Thank you." Luo Yunyi stepped forward and took the big yellow chicken in the city lord's arms.

"Cloud ...... Ah, seniors. The city lord wanted to shout Yunyi, but as soon as he shouted out a word, he realized that it had already been different, so he saluted and called his seniors. As the chief disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect, Luo Yunyi was certainly worthy of any junior city lord's senior. It's just that the person in front of him, different, is his grandfather.

Luo Yunyi hugged the big yellow chicken, looking at the old man in front of him, who was more than ten years old, and his mood was a little complicated. The monk's appearance is not very easy to change. But these days, the person in front of him has actually been so haggard.

"Grandfather, would you like to come in for a cup of tea?" Luo Yunyi couldn't bear it after all, and asked.

"I, can I?" The city lord looked at Luo Yunyi in flattery.

Before Luo Yunyi could speak, the city lord himself shook his head again, looked at Luo Anling and Yu Xinlan, and saluted the two: "I'm sorry, although you may not need this apology, I still want to say it." ”

After saying this, the city lord turned around and walked away quickly.

Luo Anling looked at his father's distant back, his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he still didn't say it.

Yu Xinlan glanced at Luo Anling, and said angrily: "Okay, if you want to talk to him, go there." I'm not angry yet, anyway. Maybe I'll be willing to deal with him when the weather is gone. But not right now. ”

"Then I won't go, I'm still angry." Luo'an Mausoleum Road.

Luo Yunyi glanced at his father and mother, and went out with the big yellow chicken in his arms.

My mother said that time is always the best healing medicine.

And the monk, the last thing that is lacking is time.

……

Six days have passed since the Heavenly Dao Gate initiated the invitation, and there is still a steady stream of monks coming. But the Heavenly Dao Gate is like an infinite space, no matter how many people come, it can accommodate it, which makes the monks amazed.

Tiandaomen announced that the competition would be held in six days. In the next six days, the number of monks who came to the Heavenly Dao Gate gradually decreased, and almost everyone who should have come came.

The elders of the four major sects were in charge of the judges of the audition.

Anyone who participates in the competition can sign up, and there is no age limit for kitchen repair. However, if you participate in the sword and spell competition, all the participating monks must be under the age of forty, and after entering the competition ring, the cultivation will become the same, and the low-level cultivators will improve their strength in the ring, and the cultivation of the high-strength monks will naturally be invalid after stepping down. In other words, to win, it depends on one's own understanding of spells and swordsmanship, as well as one's own battle plan. Develop the same strength to the maximum.

This just surprised the monks, the Heavenly Dao Sect could even do such a thing.

This made many low-ranking monks overjoyed.

(End of chapter)