Zhan Changfeng opened the door, and the empty room turned into a piece of furniture, red beams, black wood, light gauze curtains, among which there was a tripod, behind which was a golden silk nanmu case, and a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone were placed on it.

She moved her hand to the door frame, and the change stopped, and the east and west walls were empty, looking a little nondescript.

The attendant reminded that the furnishings in the house can be set as you like, and it turned out to be this setting. Zhan Changfeng reconverted it into a claustrophobic clean room, boxy, with only a futon in the middle.

After meditating for two days, on the third day and night, when I walked out of the hall, a thousand streamers flew into the Innocent Palace in the night sky, and the Innocent Palace was brightly lit and hung in the clouds, like a golden moon.

At the time of the time, the teleportation array in the hall was all opened, Zhan Changfeng found Wen Chen and the others, walked into the teleportation array together, and found themselves in Xintiandi in a blink of an eye, as if they were located in the atrium of the Innocent Palace, three thousand steps from north to south, six or seven miles from east to west, and tens of thousands of participants were not crowded at all.

The bells and drums rang in unison, the colorful phoenixes flew, on the high steps of the front hall, the seats had been set, and an old man in a yellow robe came out with a majestic momentum, and the audience was silent, and he began to roll call loudly, "Please, the president of the Political Taoist Association will be the son of Shan Zhenjun!"

"Please, King Ming of the Wuqu Dynasty!"

"Please, Changze Dynasty and King Light!"

"Please, King Ninghe of the Nanjiang Dynasty!"

There is already a true monarch on the seat, and the three kings are seated, and the power is magnificent, and the body cannot be looked at directly, but can only feel its meaning vast and broad.

According to the previous session, the roll call should be over, but this time, after the old man in the yellow robe paused for a while, his voice imperceptibly brought a deeper awe, and he said loudly, "Welcome to the envoy of the Guangping Heavenly Dynasty, Hongfang Zhenjun!"

"Welcome to the Venerable Envoy of the Ten Thousand Stars Heavenly Dynasty, Feizhang True Monarch!"

"Greetings to the envoy of the Laohuang Heavenly Dynasty, Gao Zhuo Zhenjun!"

Some of the tens of thousands of people below are ignorant, and some have set off earth-shattering waves in their hearts, how can there be an envoy of the Heavenly Empire to participate in this political meeting, is it possible, the sky in the Fengyun realm is about to change?

Zhan Changfeng suddenly thought of the feeling of being peeped at for a moment when she took the fragment of the Emperor Star, and then thought of the mirror reminding her to be careful of the Guangping Heavenly Empire, and couldn't help but condense, and then let it go again, let it change in an instant, anyway, she had nothing to fear.

After congratulating the President Yama Mako-kun and the Three Kings in turn, it was announced that the Shodo Society was officially opened.

For Zhuji, the meeting and the intrigue at the meeting are the business of the elders, they only need to take care of the reckless fighting method, and for everyone in the Xiaoli realm, the meeting is not their business, as long as they focus on the fighting method.

However, before the opening of Dianjiangtai, Zhan Changfeng found several public meetings to observe according to the flow chart of the conference, some of which were fought by the two worlds for a secret realm, which had not been resolved for a long time, and asked for coordination between the political and Taoist associations, and some were the two worlds that were at war, and one side asked for peace talks.

Even though most of the small worlds are ordinary worlds and are not connected to the Star Path, they cannot participate in the political and Taoist meetings, but the overall number of people who come to participate in the conference is still very considerable, and there are many contradictions that need to be coordinated by the political and Taoist meetings.

Zhan Changfeng listened to a few meetings, and unexpectedly met Yu Sheng, and the two sat together.

Yu Sheng was suspicious, "Daoists also like to observe meetings?"

"Why don't you like this matter, it's just for the sake of knowledge, isn't it a fellow Daoist?"

"Naturally. "These political meetings are very boring in the eyes of ordinary people, and it is not a small plan to gain insight in this area.

Yu Sheng also learned from Lu Yishan that Elder Baijin intended to backing the meeting of the elders around him, and bluntly said that it was something like the strongest worship, but now that he thinks about it, people may not want to be a thug.

Her words and deeds were frank, and she didn't seem to care about what she revealed, so Yu Sheng didn't feel bad, but thought that she had asked herself, "Is the Shenglong Order worth it", and couldn't help but have all kinds of speculations.

Is she trying to woo herself, or is she trying to test herself?

So Yu Sheng was distracted...... She turned back that the meeting was over, and pinched her eyebrows, if such a powerful and promising person had the idea of taking power, he didn't know whether the elders' meeting was good or bad, and before she figured out her purpose, it was better to keep her distance.

Zhan Changfeng listened to the whole audience and said goodbye to Yu Sheng, and Yu Sheng's tone was obviously a little more distant.

Zhan Changfeng had expected it, so he left with a smile.

At this time, it was nearly dark, and the guards in front of the Dianjiang platform made way out, and an endless stream of monks entered the Dianjiang platform, emptying the battle points and meritorious achievements, and preparing for the first round of the competition three days later.

Zhan Changfeng was so free that he cleared the Taicha Qing Palace of his achievements and merits, and he stayed in the room to practice.

Four days later, she stroked the palm of her hand and picked up the nameplate of Dianjiangtai, the empty combat power list has been updated, and the current first place is Hao Qingyuan, with seven consecutive wins and a record of 12,000.

The rules of the fighting skills are that the high cultivation is a challenge to the low cultivation, no matter whether you win or lose, there is no record, and the low cultivation is a challenge to the high cultivation, then the fifty percent of the record of the side with more records is the bet, and the same level fight, the three percent of the record of the side with more records is the bet.

The first round of the competition lasted for a month, and now it has only been a day, and the monks' record points are generally very low.

Zhan Changfeng plans to challenge in half a month and fatten his opponents first.

There are not a few strategies like hers, and this strategy can work, because the meeting stipulates that those who are challenged cannot be refused, unless there are too many challengers and cannot be ranked.

Otherwise, if no one is willing to accept the challenge of the master, won't those who are the best not even be able to pass the first round?

But there is still a hidden danger, if one person has too many challengers, he may not be able to take his turn until the end of the competition.

Another day later, Zhan Changfeng once again observed the rankings on the list, as well as the names of all the contestants, and compared the names of the people he had recorded on the Three Emperors Treasure Tree in the Mountain and Sea Realm, and made an appointment to challenge a dozen monks who were most likely to reach the late stage.

She found that this first round was still a bit of a battle of wits and courage, and if she was not careful, she might fall into a dilemma where no one could challenge or she could not challenge herself.

The nameplate flashed slightly, and there were also people who made appointments to challenge themselves, and it seemed that there were many people who cast a wide net and planned for a rainy day.

After a few days, on the day of the start of the Linglong Trade Fair, Zhan Changfeng went out, and when he went out, he encountered a hurried left.

Zuo Zhuzhi was surprised, "Hey, I said why don't you see people for days, you won't be all nested in the room." ”

"Well, what are you doing in such a hurry?"

Zuo Zhuyi was speechless for a while, and said half-loudly, "Some people are looking for trouble with us, Wu Feiyu, Yu Sheng, and Liao Qingfan, they have all been asked to fight continuously, and I have also received many information about the treaty war, and I can't help but agree, I am about to rush at this time, haven't you received it?"

"I've put the date of the battle in 10 days. Zhan Changfeng asked, "How do you know that someone is looking for trouble, not a normal appointment?"

"When we were on the boat, didn't Wu Feiyu find fault, Yu Sheng got the roster of contestants in the mountain and sea world, and people from the mountain and sea world were challenging us back and forth in the past few days. ”

"Yes. Zhan Changfeng looked at the information on the battle power list on the nameplate, Wu Feiyu and Yu Sheng had not lost yet, so they were relieved, "Then you go, don't let people wait." ”

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