Chapter 72

Looking down, there are dozens of branch missions in the light curtain, involving many sects and friars that Yi Xiaofeng has never heard of.

His attention returned to it.

The second prince of the Northern Wei Dynasty, ion Quan, Shan Jia, blood leader and Han Fangshan are all wanted for him?

Yi Xiaofeng was speechless.

Did I annoy you?

I'm a disciple of the sword master. Don't you give the sword master face?

Yi Xiaofeng thinks he's in big trouble.

At this Xianmen conference, there must be players to join these four camps. At that time, they will have a great chance to become his enemies.

"It's a little interesting."

Yi Xiaofeng was not afraid, but more excited.

According to the tips of these branch missions, Yi Xiaofeng learned that the Xianmen conference had to choose one zongmen to join in order to participate in the later assessment secret place.

Tianjian Shengzong, Suxin palace.

He has to make a choice.

One is the leader of the right way, and the other is one of the five heroes of the evil way.

They are all top schools.

This is a happy worry.

Yi Xiaofeng began to check his storage ring.

All his secret scripts and magic tools are hidden in the storage ring.

He took out the poison box that had hidden the secret script of stepping on the wind again, wrapped it around his waist and waited for the Yin man.

Not having a chance before doesn't mean not in the future.

He took out the spirit eating scorpion. The little guy was lively and climbed around his arm.

Yi Xiaofeng has telepathy with it. He can control it with his mind without command.

It feels good.

He did not rush out of the house, but continued to establish contact with the spirit devouring scorpion.

He believed that the spirit devouring scorpion would become his mace.

For the past 20 minutes, Yi Xiaofeng began to check the thatched cottage for hidden opportunities and clues.

Unfortunately, there is nothing.

Yi Xiaofeng took out the chiyun sword, put it on his waist, and then pushed open the door of the hut.

The sun came on his face and made him squint.

The bright sunshine makes people feel comfortable and fresh air.

Not bad!

Yi Xiaofeng opened his eyes and saw that there were mountains on both sides, lush mountains and beautiful as a picture scroll.

Nearby are straw huts, forming villages in the valley.

There are monks in front of every thatched cottage. They come and go in an endless stream, and even some people are setting up stalls.

Lively.

Just like the market.

Yi Xiaofeng didn't relax and became vigilant as soon as he got out of the house.

One thousand contestants, he is the most popular contestant in the program, equivalent to the target of 999 contestants.

Four other forces are looking for him.

This beginning is a nightmare.

Yi Xiaofeng began to wander.

The monks here are dressed in ancient clothes and have long hair. It is difficult to distinguish who is the player.

Yi Xiaofeng can only judge the player by who is watching him.

The cultivation world is not a modern society, there is no network.

Even though Yi Xiaofeng has a certain reputation, the friars don't know what Yi Xiaofeng looks like. Only the players know.

As a result

Yi Xiaofeng's face was expressionless, but he scolded loudly in his heart.

All the monks are looking at him!

This feeling is so weird!

Walking in the street, suddenly everyone turned to look at you. Who did you change? Who didn't panic?

Yi Xiaofeng was frightened.

The monks whispered.

"He is Yi Xiaofeng!"

"The first time I saw a living man."

"Real people are really handsome. No wonder they are so popular."

"He feels like a chivalrous man in the novel. His temperament is completely different from ours."

"See, the sword in his hand is a magic weapon that can be used in the golden elixir realm!"

……

Yi Xiaofeng could hear some words vaguely. After all, he was already the cultivation of the fifth floor of the Qi refining realm, and his ear power was much stronger than that of ordinary people.

It seems that there are no players of the four forces for the time being.

After all, the Xianmen conference hasn't started yet, and the players haven't found their foothold yet.

"Yi Xiaofeng!"

A familiar voice came.

Yi Xiaofeng turned his head and saw Yang Yu squeeze out of the crowd and come to Yi Xiaofeng quickly.

"Why did you show up? The names of major sects have been pasted at the entrance of the valley. There are 29 Xiuzhen sects in the Xianmen assembly, and the Heavenly Sword Saint sect and Suxin palace related to you are also there." Yang Yu smiled.

The cultivation world is different from the Jianghu. There are not so many sects.

Yang Yu asked expectantly, "there are players in this valley. There are other valleys nearby. They are all people who come to join the Xiuzhen sect. Except casual cultivation, most of them are Wulin people. Which sect do you want to join?"

Yi Xiaofeng asked with a smile, "do you care?"

Yang Yu said with a shy face, "I want to mix with you."

In these seven days, he has done a lot of ideological work.

In the past, he had an idol burden. Even if Yi Xiaofeng saved him, he didn't dare to be too flattering.

But with the popularity of Tang Jian, Xu Lang, Qin Qinxue and other players surpassing him, he received a lot of abuse from powder to black, and he felt that he could not do this again.

"Tiandao Xianxia game" is not simple. He should not aim at turning red.

He has to work hard for himself!

"If you want to hang out with me, you can, but you have to pay." Yi Xiaofeng smiled.

"What do you pay?"

"You don't have anything worth paying. Just stand up to me all the time. If someone deals with you, you have to stand up and help me."

"That's no problem!"

Yang Yu agreed.

Yi Xiaofeng smiled, laughing like a chicken thief.

Just then, the sound of breaking the sky came from the sky.

I saw a white robed man flying with his sword. He was immortal and had the dusty temperament of an immortal.

"Everyone go to the valley exit and get ready to enter the Xianmen assembly!"

The white robed man said, and his voice rang through the valley so that everyone could hear it clearly.

"Time doesn't wait. If you miss the time, wait another seven years!"

Leaving this sentence, the man in white quickly left again.

Everyone immediately rushed to the valley exit. The crowd surged, and the already spacious streets became crowded.

Yi Xiaofeng and Yang Yu followed the crowd.

Along the way, Yi Xiaofeng was very careful.

For fear that someone will harm themselves or shun his baby.

Not far away, the burden on Yi Xiaofeng's waist was suddenly pulled away.

He looked around and saw a thin man slip away quickly with his package.

"Someone stole my baggage! There are Jiuyou Prajna skill and Chunyang five sword formula in it. Help me get it back! " Yi Xiaofeng shouted in a hurry.

He raised his hand to the thin man.

As soon as the people nearby listened, they all turned their heads and saw the thin men retrograde.

Jiuyou Prajna skill!

Chunyang five sword formula!

The monks' eyes turned red and rushed over one after another.

They are all contestants. They have seen the first two programs and know the existence of these two secrets.

Now is a good opportunity!

Yang Yu also wants to rob, but he is held by Yi Xiaofeng.

Yi Xiaofeng said with a smile, "let's go. Don't miss the Xianmen conference."

Yang Yu hesitated and said, "those two secrets..."

Yi Xiaofeng smiled without saying anything. There was no secret script in it, only a poison box.

Yang Yu saw his smile and understood.

There's no secret in that bag.

They moved on.

The crowd behind was in a mess, and soon someone fought. The scene was very chaotic.