Chapter 241： Leng Yuyan's identity

In the main hall square, Yang Zilei looked around and found that the Wufu disciples here were all powerful, and those with the weakest cultivation base had the power of the Divine Sea Realm.

Not to mention the various rich resources of Cangqiangwufu, just the richness of the aura here is enough to make many warriors jealous, if you practice in the Cangwuwufu all the year round, you will get twice the result with half the effort.

No wonder many people are eager to become disciples of Wufu, even if they are guards at the gate, they are willing.

Listening to the surrounding discussions, Yang Zilei probably understood the rules of Wufu Naibi this time.

The Xueling Pavilion in Cangqiang Wufu is divided into eight factions in total, and Bingling Pavilion is one of them.

This time in Naybi, five outstanding disciples from each of the six factions will compete in team-to-team combat.

In other words, each group of duels has five matches. If one team wins the first three matches, then that group will be eligible for promotion.

"Yo--!"

When Yang Zilei was looking at the playing field, he suddenly heard a sharp sculpting sound above his head.

Yang Zilei looked up, but saw a golden-winged **** sculpture, spreading its giant wings and hovering over the square.

The condescending golden-winged **** sculpture, with sharp eyes, is full of the arrogant aura of looking at the world.

"This is the Ninth Grade Martial Spirit!"

Yang Zilei's eyes condensed slightly, and he discovered that this golden winged **** sculpture was not a physical entity, but was condensed from vigorous spiritual power, exuding a powerful aura of energy.

On the eagle's back, stood a white-haired old man, with a ruddy face and piercing eyes, without any signs of aging.

"See Palace Master."

With the appearance of the white-haired old man, all the Wufu disciples present bowed and saluted with awe.

However, Yang Zilei was surprised to find that among the eight elders at the elder's seat on the high platform of the square, Leng Yuyan was the only one who did not need to get up and salute, and still sat indifferently on the chair.

It seems that in terms of status, it is not much lower than Palace Lord'Xuan Si Yuan'.

"Does Elder Leng have any privileges?"

Yang Zilei was quite surprised at this.

Hearing Yang Zilei's words, Su Qi next to him smiled slightly, and said in a respectful voice: "Our elder Leng from the Ice Spirit Pavilion is from the chief sect. The privileges are great."

"General Sect?"

Yang Zilei was taken aback, looked at Su Qi in confusion, and said in surprise: "Zongmen?"

"Yes, it is Wuzong in the sky. Our Wufu is actually a branch set by the sect in this secular world."

Su Qi nodded and whispered: "I only know that Elder Leng is a person from the chief sect. I don't know exactly what status he is, but in this Cangqiwu Palace, strictly speaking, the lord of the palace will give Leng The elder salutes."

Hearing this, Yang Zilei took a deep breath, unexpectedly that Leng Yuyan's background was not small.

No wonder, at a young age, you can become the elder of Cangqiang Wufu.

"Since Elder Leng's privileges are so great, Naybi is still needed, so let the Palace Chief allocate the most cultivation resources to the Ice Spirit Pavilion. Why bother."

Yang Zilei was a little puzzled at this point.

"You don't understand this. Every place has its own rules. Only when public and private are clear, can all disciples practice radically."

Su Qi smiled and shook his head, and groaned softly, "Besides, with the character of Elder Leng, he would not use his position and position to seek personal gain."

In this regard, Yang Zilei also secretly agreed. From the time he bought arms and weapons, he could see Leng Yuyan's personality.

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