Those years in Konoha

"Name"

"Song Yan. Please search for the most complete and fastest updated novel."

"age"

"twenty."

"Cultivation"

"Perfection will come the day after tomorrow."

After a simple registration, the housekeeper of the Zhu Mansion handed Song Yan a wooden sign with a number written on it: "Mr. Song, this is your number plate. Please put it away. It will be used in the competition tomorrow."

"Thank you." Song Yan took the number plate and looked at it. It said three hundred and twenty. It seemed that he should be the 320th person who came to compete for a bride.

Then Miss Zhu Da is very popular, so many people have signed up.

"Come here, take Mr. Song to rest." The housekeeper shouted again.

Soon, a servant came forward and said politely: "Master Song, please come with me."

"It's troublesome."

Song Yan nodded and put away the number plate.

After a while, the servant led Song Yan outside a guest room, took out the key and opened the lock on the door, reminding him: "Mr. Song, you will live here for the time being, and someone will give you every meal." We’ve brought you food, but if it’s not necessary, please don’t wander around to avoid bumping into the women in the house.”

"Thank you for reminding me, I'll remember it." Song Yan nodded.

"Then I'll take my leave, kid." The servant saluted and left.

Pushing open the door, Song Yan walked into the guest room.

The guest room is relatively clean and bright. Apart from a wooden bed, there is only a wooden table and wooden chairs.

After a brief inspection, Song Yan opened the two wooden windows, intending to ventilate the room.

With the idea of ​​​​taking care of things as they come, Song Yan did not deliberately explore the Zhu Mansion. Instead, he took out a novel from the storage ring and looked at it leisurely. >"This brother is very elegant. I, Li Muyang, have met him before."

Suddenly, a handsome young man with a tall body, wearing a white robe and exuding a chic temperament appeared in front of Song Yan's door.

"I'm Song Yan, I've met Brother Li." Song Yan put down the book in his hand, stood up and returned the greeting.

"It turns out to be Brother Song. Please don't be surprised if I come to visit you rashly."

"Brother Li, you're welcome, please come in quickly." Song Yan said with a smile, and quietly put the novel into the storage ring. The fonts on it were different from the fonts in this world.

After a brief exchange of greetings, the two started chatting casually, but as they chatted, their topic gradually turned to the contest to recruit the heroine.

Li Muyang asked: "Brother Song, have you seen Miss Zhu?"

Song Yan shook his head: "I have never seen it. I have only heard people say that this girl is as beautiful as a flower. She is like a fairy descending to the earth. Otherwise, there would not be so many people coming to compete to find a bride."

"That's absolutely true." Li Muyang clapped his hands and said, "This young lady from the Zhu family is indeed as beautiful as a fairy. If she could take such a woman as her wife, she would be willing to die."

Hearing this, Song Yan couldn't help but joked: "Brother Li really died under the peonies, and he is also very charming even as a ghost."

Li Muyang was stunned for a moment, then said: "Brother Song's words are quite appropriate. I don't know where the allusion comes from."

This sentence comes from the Peony Pavilion. The story describes that Du Liniang dreamed of a scholar holding a willow branch and asking her to write a poem. The scholar then carried her to the Peony Pavilion and they had a happy time together.

Thinking that there was no Peony Pavilion in this world, Song Yan simply told the story.

After listening to this story, Li Muyang couldn't help but show a hint of admiration and said, "Brother Song is so talented and knowledgeable that I can't compare with him."

The two chatted for more than an hour before Li Muyang said goodbye and left.

"This Li Muyang is a wonderful person." Song Yan secretly thought, because Song Yan could see that this Li Muyang was an innate master of the first level. It was rare for a dignified innate master to be so polite to him as "acquired perfection".

In the evening, as expected, a servant from Zhu Mansion brought food.

The taste is not as bad as Tianxianglou's.

After eating, Song Yan walked around outside the guest room before returning to the room.

However, not long after he came back, Li Muyang came to talk to him again, holding a bottle of wine in his hand. He didn't know where he got it.

After chatting for a while, Song Yan suddenly changed the topic: "Brother Li, I heard that Mr. Zhu was once a disciple of the Immortal Sect. Do you think there really is an Immortal Sect in this world?"

Hearing Song Yan's inquiry, Li Muyang couldn't help but look surprised: "Brother Song actually doesn't know that there is an immortal sect in this world."

"I really don't know. If Brother Li knows, please tell me." Song Yan pleaded.

Li Muyang nodded and said slowly: "Actually, I don't know much. I mostly heard from Taoist. In our Tang Dynasty, the largest immortal sect is called Qionghua Sect, and it is also the country-protecting immortal sect of our Tang Dynasty. , in addition, there are dozens of immortal sects, and their combined strength may not be as strong as the Qionghua Sect.

However, the Immortal Sect is extremely strict in selecting disciples. It is said that the Qionghua Sect will open its Immortal Sect every ten years to recruit outer disciples. Only those who have reached the third level of Xiantian or above and are no more than twenty years old are eligible to be selected.

Although other small immortal sects are not as strict as Qionghua in selecting disciples, they still have to be innate warriors under the age of twenty before they can be accepted into the gate. "

"Does Brother Li know how strong the strongest immortal of the Qionghua Sect is?" Song Yan asked.

Li Muyang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Brother Song is too high for me. I am just a small mortal warrior. How could I know this? But I heard that the elders of the Qionghua Sect are all peerless masters at the Golden Core level." , you can destroy a city like Beijiang with just a raise of your hand."

"The elder is a master of the golden elixir, so wouldn't the leader be a master of the Nascent Soul?" Song Yan secretly said, and then he gratefully said to Li Muyang: "Thank you, Brother Li, for your advice."

"It's quite late, let's have another drink." Li Muyang raised his glass.

"it is good."

After sending Li Muyang away, Song Yan showed a pensive look. The immortal cultivation sect in this world is much stronger than the immortal cultivation sect in Water Blue Star. On Water Blue Star, the foundation-building period is enough to serve as the leader. In this world , even the golden elixir stage can only serve as an elder.

Not on a level at all.

But this is also expected, after all, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in this world is too rich.

At the same time, he was considering whether to join a cultivating sect so that he could have a detailed understanding of the cultivating forces in this world.

However, he already has cultivation base. I am afraid that the Qionghua Sect will not accept a wild cultivator like him with shady origins. So, even if he wants to join, he can only find a small sect.

One night comes in a blink of an eye.

Early the next morning, a servant arrived and personally took Song Yan to the Zhu family's martial arts arena.

Ten arenas have been set up in the center of the martial arts arena.

There are hundreds of tables and chairs on the left and right sides of the ring, and each table and chair has tea, cakes and the like.

"Mr. Song, just find a table and chair and sit down. The competition won't start until a while later," the servant reminded.

"Excuse me," Song Yan said to the servant, then walked to an empty table and sat down.

The author's digression: Thank you for loving me and not explaining this huge reward.

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