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After half a day, Zhong Xiu lived in the middle of the building.

Zhong Xiu will carry a bag to a small cloth bag. After thinking about it, he will find a red Lingshi from it and close it up. Then he will carry the small cloth bag behind him and walk toward the door.

In the small courtyard, a middle-aged man in a green robe wearing a costume of Miaoyin was standing there. He was also in the innate realm. His face was full of anxious look. When he saw Zhong Xiu, he hurried up.

"Sister, why did you suddenly give up the qualification to rise to the immortal, this opportunity can not be met!" Green robe said in the middle age.

"Brother, this is the end of the matter, say more about it." Zhong Xiu smiled slightly.

The middle-aged man in the green robe is about to argue two more words. At this moment, the figure is a flower, and a middle-aged man walks into the hall.

This person has a yellow robe, his face is sturdy and his left arm sleeves are empty and seem to be broken.

This person was the same day guard who accompanied the Princess of the Moon and participated in the auction.

Zhong Xiu and the green robe middle-aged people were shocked. With the two of them repaired, they did not realize that someone approached.

"I don't know who you are?" asked Zhong Xiu.

"Do not misunderstand the two, there is no malice in this." The middle-aged man with a single arm showed a kind smile.

"This is the girl of Zhong Xiu, and it is the elder of Feishan, the elder of the Lushan dynasty. Today, the girl was given the qualification to marry the girl, and the Princess of the Moon was selected. In the next place, it was the life of Lushan Wang, to Zhong Xiu. The girl expressed her gratitude." The middle-aged man with one arm said, took a gift box from his body and handed it to Zhong Xiu.

When Zhong Xiumei flashed, it seemed that she was not surprised. She reached out and reached over.

"The Princess of the Moon is highly educated and the qualification is also extremely top. It is a matter of course to be qualified for the promotion of the immortal. Please also bring me to thank Princess Nie." Zhong Xiu said.

The one-armed middle-aged man nodded and did not stay too much. He turned and went out.

Zhong Xiu opened the box with a silver-gray ring inside.

"Storage ring!" The green robe middle-aged was taken aback.

Zhong Xiu’s face was calm and he picked up the ring with two white onion fingers. He confessed to the Lord and the gods explored the ring.

There are a lot of cultivation resources in the ring, the medicinal herbs, the Lingshi, the instruments are all available, and the quantity is quite a lot.

She was silent for a moment, took off the ring, and directly lifted the connection with its blood.

"Senior brother, there are a lot of cultivation resources here, and you are bothered to bring to the Master." Zhong Xiu handed the ring to the green robe middle-aged.

"Sister, don't you go back to the sect with me?" The green robe middle-aged subconsciously took the ring, but when he heard this, he was shocked.

"The younger sister needs some personal affairs to deal with, and she will not return to the sect. For the time being, the brothers will give me a message to the teacher, so that they don't want to worry about it. I will definitely go back to him." Zhong Xiu said.

The middle-aged man in the green robe looked at Zhong Xiu's look and opened his mouth. He seemed to want to persuade something, but after all, he did not say a word.

"Then trouble the brothers." Zhong Xiu took a gift to the middle-aged man in the green robe and walked toward the outside.

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Almost at the same time, northern Daqin.

It is already the northernmost land of Dongzhou mainland. The sky is full of goose feathers and snow, and the cold current sweeps over, no matter where it is a white world.

A huge mountain range is like an ancient behemoth lying in the raging snow, and it lasts forever.

This huge mountain range is the famous Blackwater Mountain Range in Daqin, and a huge black river flows under the mountain.

In these cold places, the black river has no signs of freezing. The name of this mountain is from this black river.

The place where the black river flows into the mountains is a huge flat land, and countless huge buildings rise up.

The most ambitious one is a towering towering tower. The tower is hundreds of feet high. It is not inferior to some of the surrounding giant peaks. It seems to be like a giant wind like a knife, and a blizzard like rain. Over the years, I have overlooked this snow and ice.

At the top of the giant tower, it emits a dazzling red light, as if there is a round of sun hanging on the top of the tower.

Among the giant towers, together with the huge buildings below, they are brightly lit, and faintly can see countless people passing by.

Here, it is the total altar of the Tian Mo Zong.

Among the huge palaces, thousands of people gathered here.

In the center of the main hall is a huge altar. The top is burning with a blazing black flame. At the center of the altar, there is a statue of a black man, a black-faced ghost, holding a three-legged fork, and looks like a dragonfly.

In front of the statue, six figures stood side by side.

After a series of competitions, the Devil's Day of the Devil's Religion finally decided to win six people.

Among the six people, four men and two women, are young people, and they are very handsome and graceful.

Several people held their hands and stood face to face.

Among the six people, the person standing on the far left seems to be too young, in a gray robe, looks handsome, and seems to be only 17 or 18 years old.

If Shi Mu is here, he will recognize that this person was a Feng Li, who was in Fengcheng on the same day. He even appeared in the Tian Mo Zong, and also participated in the Magic Yang Grand Ceremony.

Unfortunately, due to various reasons, Shimu did not come to participate in the wrong situation, otherwise he would have to be shocked.

Feng was at the moment looking at the front without squinting.

"Feng brother, I can't think of a Yinzhou Yinmen Gate and even such a talented person. It is really surprising." Feng, a bald young man next to him said.

"Zong Xiong praised, at this point of strength, how can be compared with the general disciples like Zong Xiong, just fortunate." Feng Li said.

The bald youth smiled and seemed to be quite satisfied with Feng’s answer. He turned his head and said nothing.

At this moment, a middle-aged man in a black robe walked slowly.

This person seems to be only in his thirties, his sword is eyebrows, his mouth is short, and he looks very elegant.

But looking at the appearance, this person has a big Confucian appearance. In fact, he is the son of the Tianzong Emperor of the Qin State, Situ Hao.

In a corner below the altar, several black robes stood here and looked at the six people on the altar.

These people are just three people from the Black Devils Gate, which is dominated by Jin Xiaoying.

At this moment, Mourning’s breath was faint, and he had already advanced to the innate beginning. He looked at the six people on the ring, and he was embarrassed and embarrassed.

Beside him, Bai Shui Xiu is still the realm of the spirit warlock, but his face is relatively calm.

The Magic Yang Dictionary did not deliberately limit the entrant's cultivation. It seems that more consideration is given to the age and qualifications, and finally the selection is based on a comprehensive ranking calculated by certain rules.

After all, Mourning failed to enter the election, and even the top 30 failed to rank.

Mourning looked at Jin Xiaoyan in a blink of an eye. Among them, only Jin Xiaoyu was very hopeful. In the final round of the test, Jin Xiaoyu met a strong enemy and lost the battle. He eventually fell into the top six losses. The top ten, but the difference with the top six, can not be said to be small.

However, looking at Kim’s look at the moment, he does not seem to care.

"You, after a series of trials, the Magic Yang ceremony has finally ended, and I have chosen six talents." Situ Hao said with a smile.

"As for other people who have not been selected, there are also major rewards in the top ten. They can go to the deacon to collect them later." Situ Hao paused and continued.

Under the altar, Jin Xiaoyu glanced at Feng Li on the stage and slammed her mouth. She was defeated by this person.

"This time, the Magic Yang Grand Prize has been very rich. I waited for the demon to win the devil, and the power was growing..."

Situ Hao’s voice lingered in the hall, and everyone around him listened and listened. Jin Xiaoyu seemed to be absent-minded.

She flipped her hand and took out a jade card and rubbed it lightly.

The flash of the jade card flashed, and a figure appeared. It was Shi Mu, and there were a few lines of small characters next to it.

"Damn, what did your kid do in Tianzhu City, even with the wicked people of the meditation sect?" Jin Xiaoyu secretly sighed.

At this moment, Situ Hao’s words have already been finished.

"The end of the ceremony, you can leave, take a rest." Situ Hao said.

After hearing this, the people in the ceremony went out in turn.

Soon, the entire temple was left with only seven people on the altar.

"You come with this seat." Situ Hao said to the six people and walked toward the depths of the hall.

After a while, the pedestrian stopped in front of a black gate, and there was a plaque hanging on the door with the three **** characters of ‘天魔殿’.

The three **** characters look ordinary, and the fonts are not outstanding. Instead, they seem to be sloppy, but the three characters exude a special atmosphere.

Feng Li and other six people looked at these words, the body was shocked, and the breathing was a little quick.

"Well, the six of you are the winners of this magical ritual. According to the usual practice, each person can get a magic yang." Situ Hao waved, six black boxes flew out of his hands, toward six people. Fly away.

Six people hurriedly reached for their hands.

"The nature of the magical yang is special, it must be calm and calm, and it is necessary to remember to refine the seven seventy-fourth day. From today onwards, six of you will retreat in this day. This temple was built by the predecessors of the Tianzong Emperor. Helping you to improve, to ascend as soon as possible, to play for the devil," Situ Hao said.

The six people looked at each other and agreed in unison.

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Tian Mo Zong is in a small courtyard building.

"Jin Shijie, are you leaving?" Mourning looked at Jin Xiaoyu, who was ready to go, and asked.

"Yes. My reward will be collected by both of you, and then I will return to the Zongmen earlier." Jin Xiaoyan took out a black cloak and wore it on his body, wrapping the plump body.

"Where is the gold master sister, where are you going, how do I wait for the door to sue?" asked Mourning.

"I want to go out and travel for a while, then I will return to the Zongmen, and you will tell the teacher." Jin Xiaoyu said, he ignored the Mourning and walked outside.

Mourning and Bai Shuixiu looked at each other and they looked at each other.

After half an hour, Jin Xiaoyan stood near the Blackwater Mountains, on a snow-covered highland, looking at the snowfield in front, silent, wondering what he was thinking.

After a moment, she jumped into the high ground and her figure quickly disappeared into the snow.