Half a month later, the Sorcerer's meeting opened. Time was running out, so Yu Jingzhe didn't go back to school. Instead, he organized in Yunzhao and accumulated some aura in his body. Then he set out to hold the Sorcerer's meeting.
The venue of the conference is not far from Yunzhao. It's only five hours by train.
After getting off the train, Yu Jingzhe put on his backpack. After thinking about it, he put on a make-up and raised his eyes slightly. His skin color was also a little black and blue. He looked like a very gloomy young man, more in line with the identity of Moxiu.
Yu Jingzhe thumped his chest and came to the front of a building. The building was covered with black air. It seemed that it had been occupied by evil repair for a long time.
Their security guards with a faint smell, see in Jingzhe after hand stopped: "please show me the invitation, thank you for your cooperation."
The two security guards are also very polite. Yu Jingzhe shakes the invitation in front of them. Although the two security guards are a little curious about why the invitation doesn't match the person's number, they still shut up and don't talk much when they see Yu Jingzhe's deep cultivation.
The building was decorated magnificently. Yu Jingzhe entered the banquet hall and saw that many evil practitioners had been seated.
Evil cultivation can be said to be a major branch of evil cultivation, but there are also a lot of people who practice decent public law and a few demon cultivation, but they are a little weak in front of evil cultivation.
Yu Jingzhe knows that these people believe in the respect of the strong. The host of this invitation is arranged in the back row. After thinking about it, Yu Jingzhe directly achieves the first row. If he is so powerful and modest, I'm afraid that he is out of place in the eyes of these evil practitioners.
"Who are you, to sit in my place?" At this time, a middle-aged man came to Yu Jingzhe.
Yu Jingzhe smiles, exudes the prestige of peak cultivation in Qi training period, and directly pushes the middle-aged man back a few steps.
The middle-aged people have some fear in their eyes. Since they are invited to this banquet, their strength is not very strong. The cultivation like Yu Jingzhe is already the top class.
The middle-aged man ate a shriveled, had to walk toward the back row indignantly, hear others' sneer, also dare not say anything.
When they finally arrived, a child like man appeared on the stage.
There was a black purple mark on the child's forehead, which seemed to be shivering. The child clapped his hands gently. Although the voice was not loud, all the people present were silent.
"Thank you for your support. It's still the same rule as the last time. Only those who win in the challenge arena are qualified to enter the secret realm, and only one person can survive in the secret realm to win the final prize."
The child said mysteriously, and took out a transparent box from behind. There was a light pink lotus in it, which was the size of a head. It was almost absorbed by people.
This is the best snow lotus of Tianshan Mountain. It can dredge the meridians and strengthen the blood and Qi for the decent people, but it has a greater effect on the evil cultivation. It can not only dredge the meridians and strengthen the blood and Qi, but also calm the mood and enhance the recognition of the way of heaven, so that they can increase the success rate of the robbery.
Seeing this snow lotus, everyone's eyes were slightly red, but Yu Jingzhe frowned.
According to the child, there are at least 500 people present, and there will only be one winner in the end. Although the children didn't tell the losers clearly, everyone knows that the end is just a dead word.
Why, even so, will people continue to participate in this conference? Is the temptation / perplexity of Saussurea involucrata greater than their own lives?
"Your accomplishments are so low, how can you have the face to attend the meeting?" Yu Jingzhe picked up his eyes and asked the people beside him.
The man was asked by Yu Jingzhe, his face flushed with anger, but he still said, "we monks have records in the sect. If we don't come, it will be a dead word in the end. We might as well spell it."
Originally, Xie Xiu's living environment was so harsh. Yu Jingzhe frowned: "what school is this?"
The man looked at Yu Jingzhe with envy: "naturally, you who practice decent Gong / FA don't understand our sufferings. Although practicing evil Gong / FA will make our practice faster, we are more likely to be punished by the way of heaven."
Later, there was a great ability to cultivate the evil sect Gong / FA and formed a sect. What was it at the beginning? It can teach the evil practitioners how to resist the power of the way of heaven, but I don't know why this sect has been handed down from generation to generation.
"You mean there's been this competition since 50 years ago?" Yu Jingzhe asked.
The evil cultivator nodded: "yes, I used to practice decent public law, but because of the evil spirit, I've become what I am now. It seems that I can't survive this period of time."
Yu Jingzhe didn't speak. She summed up the information in her heart.
This sect is the biggest and only sect of evil cultivation. Although it will provide protection for evil cultivation, it will launch a big competition every 20 years, thus greatly weakening the power of evil cultivation."What the hell do they want to do?" Although the evil practitioners are all unscrupulous people, they are rare.
Yu Jingzhe doesn't understand what this school wants to do. The rules of this game sound very cruel. The first one is the arena of life and death. There are no limits to how to fight between them.
After winning the first race, we need to take another wheel fight until we pick out the rest.
"What about losers?" Yu Jingzhe asked aloud.
The child showed a mysterious smile, looked up and down at Yu Jingzhe: "is this your first time to participate?"
Yu Jingzhe replied, "yes, I'm here for the first time. I want to ask what I will do if I fail."
"Oh, ha ha, it's the first time for all the people present..." The child covered his mouth and laughed to himself, but didn't answer Yu Jingzhe's question. He just said, "you will know when you lose."
The ambiguous way the child talks gives Yu Jingzhe some bad premonitions.
Soon, the first competition will begin. There are 20 challenge arenas on the back mountain. Each challenge arena has the size of an ordinary bedroom, which is enough for people to set up a battle.
Yu Jingzhe also got his own number plate, which is No. 70.
Judging from the serial number, there are nearly 300 people participating in this competition, and the term Yu Jingzhe is relatively advanced.
Night falls, but here is lively, bright lights, forty contestants, in turn, standing on the corresponding number of their own arena.