"Counting the day I recovered from treating you, we were here for a total of four days. Zhang Poran knew that the past four days had passed like a dream, and he could be said to have walked from life to death to life, and he had walked through the ghost gate.

While his mind was wandering, he suddenly remembered the matter of passwords, and asked Chang Wei: "Can you hand over your Chang family's passwords to me?" This is really important to us. ”

Chang Wei flipped his hands, and a piece of wooden wedge slid down the silk thread in front of Zhang Po. Like the previous two, this wooden wedge is in the shape of a prism, with strange words engraved on it, which is the password of the Chang family.

"I've wanted to give it to you for a long time, but my dad wants to keep you here, and I can't help it. Chang Wei shrugged.

After replenishing the energy, Zhang Po's actions were no longer in trouble, and Xiao Yifei also recovered from the fatigue of last night in a short time, and after a little discussion, the two decided to rush to the next mark on the parchment, the Xiao family.

"Are you going to the Xiao family?" Chang Wei heard that Lin Mu's next destination was the Xiao family, and he immediately showed an excited expression.

Xiao Yifei nodded: "What's wrong?"

"The Xiao family can be said to be one of the few big tribes in these 100,000 mountains, and among the seven major families, the Xiao family has been the best in these years, their family will hold a martial arts conference every year, and many cultivators from other tribes and martial artists who come to practice in these 100,000 mountains will participate, I have always wanted to go, but my father will not let me. ”

Hearing this, Xiao Yifei was also interested: "When?"

Chang Wei thought for a moment: "If you count the time, it happens to be next week." ”

Xiao Yifei noticed that when Zhang Po heard the "Martial Arts Conference", his face was obviously gloomy, and it was obvious that Zhang Po obviously knew something about this "Martial Arts Conference".

"What's wrong with you?" Xiao Yifei asked with concern.

Zhang Po pondered for a while and said: "Just like Chang Wei said, I have also heard of this 'Martial Arts Conference', which is a gathering for cultivators to learn martial arts provided by the Xiao family, and its prizes are also very rich, and the first-place martial artist can even have the opportunity to contact the Xiao family's holy beast "Riyan Qilin", which is a very big opportunity. ”

"So what, isn't it better?" Xiao Yifei asked.

Zhang Po paused and said: "This 'martial arts conference' has a limit on the age of the contestants, and people over the age of thirty are forbidden to participate, so the contestants are all young men in their twenties, young and vigorous and aggressive, and every 'martial arts conference' will inevitably have some casualties." ”、

"Not to mention some other rewards, just this 'Sun Yan Qilin' is enough to attract strong people from all walks of life to gather here, and they are eager to rush for it, and most of the people of this Xiao family are cultivating the most explosive and fierce fire attribute true qi, with the Xiao family's exercises handed down from ancient times, the strength is strong, no one can match, basically the champions of the previous 'Martial Arts Conference' have been dictated by the Xiao family alone, and it is precisely because of this that the Xiao family dares to release such a big chip, in order to train the young people in their clan. ”

It turned out that this "Martial Arts Conference" was a training place founded by the Xiao family for the young people in their clan, and Xiao Yifei also had a general understanding of the "Martial Arts Conference" in his heart.

"Listen to your tone, have you also participated?" Chang Wei heard the meaning of Zhang Po's words.

Zhang Po nodded.

"What is the result" Xiao Yifei hurriedly asked, thinking about Zhang Po's strength, even if he can't win the championship, but the ranking can't be too low.

"I didn't even make it past the first round. Zhang Po replied gloomily.

Xiao Yifei and Chang Wei looked shocked.

Xiao Yifei recalled that since he stepped into the cultivation realm, he had met very few enemies or friends who were also cultivators, and he had never known what kind of position his current level belonged to, and this 'martial artist' conference happened to bring together the leaders of the younger generation among the cultivators from all walks of life, and it was worth breaking through by himself.

As soon as he thought that he could face so many strong people among his peers and become stronger in the battles again and again, Xiao Yifei was full of expectations, and his face was filled with excitement, and his smile was even stronger.

Zhang Po and Changwei smirked at the wall when they saw Xiao Yifei's magic barrier on the side, worried that something was wrong with Xiao Yifei, so Zhang Po stepped forward and patted Xiao Yifei on the shoulder.

"Hey, are you alright?" asked Zhang Po with concern.

was slapped by Zhang Po like this, and Xiao Yifei came to his senses from what he had just said: "Ah, I'm fine." ”

"It's okay, let's quickly pack our bags, go to Xiao's house and get the password and leave, so as not to cause any extraneous branches. Zhang Po pocketed the Chang family password that Chang Wei handed him, got up and prepared to leave.

But Xiao Yifei interrupted him: "No, I want to go to the 'Martial Arts Conference', I want to see those peers who are stronger than you, even if they lose at their hands, at least they will understand the gap with them in their hearts." ”

Zhang Po was stunned when he heard this, recalling the situation of participating in the 'Martial Arts Conference', he also had the same idea as Xiao Yifei at the beginning, although he was still young at that time, and his cultivation was not high, but that failure was undoubtedly a big blow to him, and it was like a nightmare over the years, lingering in Zhang Po's mind.

Thinking about it, Xiao Yifei has already left himself behind a lot, this time not only defeated Chang Wutian and his "Drill Armor Corpse", but also saved his own life, and he thought about his own acre and three points of land all day long, never had the idea of looking at how high the sky was outside, and delusionally wanted to be the world's number one swordsman, which was really ridiculous.

Immediately, Zhang Po gritted his teeth and said to himself: "Okay! I'll go with you, and I'll participate too." ”

Xiao Yifei excitedly encouraged: "That's right! Besides, we don't necessarily lose." Then he turned his head and asked Chang Wei: "Chang Wei, what about you? ”

Chang Wei said embarrassedly: "To be honest, I've always had this idea, I've always wanted to go to the 'Martial Arts Conference' to have a look, but because of my father's obstruction, I didn't have a chance." The invitation from both of them was exactly what I wanted, and I wanted to try my hand there. ”

Seeing that Chang Wei also readily agreed, Xiao Yifei was happy like a child: "Okay! Then let's go to this 'Martial Arts Conference' together and see how strong their Xiao family's descendants are!"

At the same time, thousands of miles away on a volcano, a young man sat on the crater of the volcano and closed his eyes to practice, surrounded by hot magma, but the young man was completely unmoved.

I saw that this young man had red hair, red eyes and sword eyebrows, a ruddy and shiny complexion, a high nose bridge, and broad lips, even if he was in the dense volcanic mist, he could not hide his heroic spirit.

The young man sneezed, rubbed his nose and said angrily: "Who gossips about me again, look for death!"

Just in time for a drop of magma to drop on the young man's body, but miraculously melted into it, the young man immediately showed a look of enjoyment, closed his eyes and continued to cultivate.

On Xiao Yifei's side, after the three of them unified their behavior, they decided to go to the place where the Xiao family was located to participate in this year's "Martial Arts Conference", but before leaving, Xiao Yifei suddenly asked Zhang Po and the others to protect the Dharma for him, and he had to retreat for five days.

"Retreat?" Zhang Po felt a little inappropriate after hearing Xiao Yifei's request, retreat is normal for a cultivator, but obviously you proposed to participate in the "Martial Arts Conference", from today it is only a week before the start of the "Martial Arts Conference", your retreat is five days, how can it be too late then.

(End of chapter)