The Journey Starts From the Fairy Tail

Zifeng said.

"By the way, uncle, what did you write in your letter to Murong Qi today?"

Zifeng suddenly remembered the letter and asked curiously.

Lin Yue smiled mysteriously when he heard it.

Many days later.

Murong Qi took Lin Zi'er back to Canghai Yuntai Palace and told Mr. Zhao what had happened in Tianyou Valley. Then, hand an envelope.

Mr. Zhao opened the envelope.

There is only one sentence above.

"Give me one year, and I will lose all the geniuses of Haeundae Palace! Zifeng..."

Boom.

After reading the letter, Mr. Zhao was shocked and a monstrous force struck him.

Murong Qi was below, shivering with fright.

Mr. Zhao was silent for a long time. He spit out two words: "Arrogant"

Mr. Murong Zhao shouted.

"Brother ordered." Murong Qi Sese said.

"You have worked hard all the way, go down and take a good rest, Lin Ze, I will take care of it. Then Zifeng, don't touch him for a year."

Mr. Zhao said calmly.

"Yes, brother." Murong Qi retired.

"Haha, I think you can defeat all my disciples in Canghai Yuntai Palace within one year!"

"If you don't come within a year, you won't be able to get out of the palm of the Canghai Yuntai Palace."

Mr. Zhao said slightly.

"Uncle, what is written on the envelope?"

Zifeng has been asking about this morning since last night.

Every time he asked what was written on the envelope, Lin Yue smiled mysteriously without answering.

"What did you write?" Zifeng asked.

Lin Yue said impatiently: "Aren't you going to Canghai Yuntai Palace to kill Lin Zi'er in a year?"

Yes, what does this have to do with the envelope? Zi Feng asked curiously.

"Then you don't have to ask any more questions. One year later, when you go to Canghai Yuntai Palace, you will naturally know what is written on the envelope." Lin Yue said with a smile.

Zifeng's brows were frowned into a Sichuan character: "Mystery"

"Zifeng, you must remember that the fifth-grade martial arts spirit Lin Ze trains very fast. If you want to catch up with him within a year, you must work **** your own and rely on the training plan arranged by Ling."

"As long as you can defeat Lin Zi'er, Canghai Yuntai Palace will not have a genius to become your opponent."

"Do you know the good practice? Otherwise, after a year, you will not be Lin Ze's opponent."

Lin Yue smiled mysteriously.

"Don't worry, uncle, in another year, I will definitely lose Lin Ze."

Zifeng said firmly.

Lin Yue continued, "Let's go. We should go to the City Lord's Mansion."

Early this morning, many fighters who participated in the competition gathered at the City Lord's Mansion.

Gong Lingxi climbed up a mountain and shouted: The result of yesterday's game came out.

Zifeng won the first place with 123 points.

Li Jianxing scored 30 points and ranked second.

Zhang Yao scored 10 points and ranked third.

Bai Zhiyuan finished fourth with three points.

Sun Chaoyang scored two points and ranked fifth.

"Others, one point."

Immediately after the announcement, the Duke’s telepathic connection caused a sensation on the scene.

Zifeng scored 123 points.

In other words, if he ranks high, his military spirit is also a waste.

Many soldiers whispered disdain for Zifeng.

Wu's soul represents how far a soldier can go in the future.

However, the first-class products of Zifeng and Huang are destined to ruin martial arts and cannot break through to real martial arts.

this is life.

Zifeng and his disciples stood on the tournament table, mocking those who mocked him.

"The group of frogs at the bottom of the well can't see how fierce they can devour the soul of the sword." Zifeng shook his head and smiled.

At this time, Lingxi shouted: Please choose your disciple from the three elders.

At this time, Fire Palace Elder Xiao, Ling Han Elder Wuqianmen, and Spirit Sword Elder Qi Bei had already reached the high platform.

"Gentlemen, then I am not welcome." Xiao Chutian smiled and said, "Li Jianxing, would you like to worship in the Fire Palace?"

Li Jianxing, the second place winner, was invited by Fire Palace.

Li Jianxing hesitated for a moment, clasped a fist and said, "Thank you for the kindness of the elder of the Fire Palace. My sister has worshipped the Spirit Sword Sect, so my apprentice went to the Spirit Sword Sect to learn skills."

"What! You mean you want to reject me? Do you know what happens when you reject me?" Xiao Tianchu was angry when he heard it.

He is the elder of the Fire Palace. He was the first person to stand up and accept the disciple, but he was rejected.

Isn't this the face of Fire Palace?

Li Jianxing looked pitiful and ugly.

Ji Bei, the elder of the Spirit Sword Sect, said, "Li Jianxing, would you like to worship the Spirit Sword Sect?"

"I am willing." Li Jianxing can answer.

"Jibei, do you really want me to fight you?" Xiao Anger said.

"Xiao Chutian, you have also heard that people want to worship the Spirit Sword Sect, not your Fire Palace." Ji Bei smiled.

Canghai Yuntai Palace cannot compete with the Spirit Sword Sect, but in the Flame Palace, the Spirit Sword Sect still has a certain degree of assurance.

"Hmph, just wait." Xiao Chutian snorted coldly and continued: "Zhang Yao, Bai Zhiyuan, Sun Chaoyang, would you like to worship in my fire palace?"

Xiao stared at the last relatively good genius and said.

The three of them were ecstatic and said, "I do."

Later, Li Jianxing worshipped Ling Jianzong.

Sun Chaoyang, Bai Zhiyuan and Zhang Yao entered the Fire Palace.

However, Wu Fengmen randomly selected a few disciples and took them away.

The choices of the three gates are almost the same, but no one mentioned Zifeng.

It wasn't until the last moment that Jibei's eyes fell on Zifeng.

Zifeng, would you like to worship the Spirit Sword Sect? Jibei asked.

Zifengdan smiled, "I am willing."

The spirit sword originally recommended by Lin Yue, now that Qi Bei's invitation, Zi Feng felt much better in his heart.

"Jibei, I think your Spirit Sword Sect is really going to reach its peak. If this kid dares to hurt King Zhao's disciple, Canghai Yuntian Palace will definitely come to settle accounts with him. Your Spirit Sword Sect still dare to accept him as a disciple. This Isn't it a burning thing?"

Xiao Tianchu joked with a sneer.

Both the Fire Palace and the non-front door avoided the purple wind.

Only Ji Bei of the Spirit Sword School likes Zifeng a little bit. Jibei smiled, "Maybe, but this may also be an opportunity for Ling Jian."

After receiving the disciples, they took them home to pack their luggage.

That afternoon, the three gates and their disciples returned to the sect.

"Uncle, I'm leaving." Zi Feng said to Lin Yue.

"Go, I should go too. I want to find the religion of snakes." Lin Yuelu.

"Yes, you have now recovered your achievements. It's time to find your third aunt and your child." Zifeng smiled and said:

"Remember, Zifeng and Ling are your best masters. You'd better worship under his door."