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Chapter 2778 familiar feeling

"Xiaodie, how long have you known me?" Sister Yan asked.

"What's wrong with it for more than twenty years?" Xiaodie's voice was cold, and she was still sulking about what had happened just now.

"Have you seen me before this?" Sister Yan continued to ask.

"I have never seen you. You have been practicing in seclusion before. Not only me, but also the rest of the demon clan, have never seen you. You are so beautiful. If you had known your existence, I would not know how many men would pursue you desperately." Xiaodie said.

"Dad said that I was seriously injured when I was fighting a tenth-level beast. When I was rescued, I no longer remembered everything, so I didn't know anything about it thirty years ago." Sister Yan sighed and said, "I have been in the bone age for more than two thousand years, and now I have no memories. Can you understand this feeling?"

"This is better, won't you lose your worries? Wouldn't you remember something sad before?"

"It's better to be sad than the walking dead like this now."

"Sister Yan, don't worry, maybe soon, your memory will slowly recover."

After chatting for a while, Xiaodie seemed to have forgotten all the things she had just happened and recovered.

Seeing her like this, Sister Yan couldn't help but sigh secretly.

Maybe she is right, like her, or she is happier to live.

"I've played with it and the scenery is with you. We're going to do a serious business." Sister Yan walked out of the cabin.

"Sister Yan, do you think this lotus star really has a magical weapon?" Xiaodie's eyes widened and she said excitedly: "You said that if we bring the magical weapon back, how excited will my father be? I will definitely not underestimate me again."

"The righteous masters are insidious and cunning. Even if there is really a magical weapon, it is not easy to obtain."

"With Sister Yan's strength, let alone the lotus star, even the entire Hundred Flowers Fairy Realm, there are not many cultivators who can be your opponent." Xiaodie smiled.

"The peak of the Nascent Soul is nothing. Not to mention some old monsters who live in seclusion and practice, they only know their names, but there are many people who are better than me.

"I don't know how many powerful people will appear this time when the magic weapon appears." Xiaodie's eyes became hot.

While chatting, the two women walked out of the deck and turned into two streams of light and left.

Ye Xiong watched the two men leave in the cabin, and vaguely felt that one of the women's figures was a little familiar, but the other party's speed was too fast, and he couldn't see clearly and could not determine the other party's identity.

Leaving the boat, Ye Xiong flew towards the Luoyan Mountains and landed in the forest.

After entering the mountains and forests, his spiritual consciousness was released in an instant, and dozens of kilometers were surrounded by the spiritual consciousness.

He was shocked to find that there were hundreds of monks lurking in this small mountain range, including Nascent Soul monks, and countless Jindan monks.

During the search for spiritual consciousness, he did not find the two women, and he didn't know whether they used the prohibition or were not in this mountain range.

"It seems that these people are all coming for the artifact. It's ridiculous. Even if they have such poor strength, they dare to come and find artifacts. Even if there are really artifacts, can they protect them?" Ye Xiong was speechless when he found so many cultivators here.

He can do the big things he has. If he is a Jindan monk, he will never come to join in the fun. If the battle begins, he will die.

Next, Ye Xiong searched the entire mountain range and there was no news of the magical artifact at all, so he had to leave temporarily and head to Luoyan Peak.

Today, Luoyan Peak will hold a competition, and all young monks can participate, and those who win can go to Baihua City to participate in the final competition.

Ye Xiong was not interested in this level of competition. He just went to see if there were any clues about the artifact.

The figure disappeared from the spot and the next time it appeared again, it had already arrived at Luoyan Peak.

At this time, tens of thousands of monks had gathered on Luoyan Peak, and were everywhere on the ground, tightly surrounding the middle.

In the middle is a space that has been opened up. At this moment, there are four blue bans, like bubbles, forming four arenas.

In the middle of the ring, a slightly fat man walked out and said to the people around him: "Friends of Taoism, welcome to witness the Lotus Star Youth Cultivator Competition. After registration and screening competition, the top 32 were finally selected. Today, the final will be held. The top three monks are eligible to go to Baihua City to participate in the final PK. The winner will have a bright future. Next, I invite one of our notary today, Senior Hong Fa..."

Behind the fat man, an old man walked out and bowed his hand around, looking proud.

"Senior Hong Fa participated in the Imperial City Battle of the Qin Empire thirty years ago. He was a peak Nascent Soul monk. I finally asked him to do it." The fat man continued.

There was a tide of applause from the surroundings, and everyone looked at the old man with a hot look.

The Imperial City Battle of the Great Qin Empire, known as the Battle of the Heavenly King Mountain in the Immortal and Demon Realm, was precisely because of the defeat of this battle that the demons retreated, which fully demonstrated the importance of this battle. All the monks who participated in the war at that time all had a huge net worth and were respected by everyone.

"Lord He has been praised. As a righteous monk, this is what I should do. In the battle of the Great Qin Imperial City, I tried my best to fight with my back. After killing two demon cultivators, I was also seriously injured. I recovered after thirty years of injury. Although I wasted thirty years of cultivation, I did not regret it at all." Hong Fa said loudly.

Hearing this, there was another tide of applause around him, and various shouts sounded.

The applause lasted for a long time.

Ye Xiong's eyes fell on Hong Fa, and he had no impression of him at all.

In the battle of the imperial city, the righteous monk was killed by the Cross Blood Formation at the beginning, and had no power to resist. It was entirely due to the power of him and the master of the seven caves that he tore open a crack. The righteous monk slowly gained the advantage. Ye Xiong had no seal at all for the rest of him.

As for what he said about killing two demon cultivators, it is probably a big deal.

Or, it was also the one who was hit hard by himself and went to find a bargain.

Ye Xiong did not have the intention to expose such people who were seeking fame. After all, they had no credit and worked hard.

"I really admire Senior Hong's sentiment. There are more people like Seniors, and I am afraid that the demons will not perish."

"The demon clan hasn't shown up for 30 years, so I'm afraid he's afraid of being beaten by Senior Hong."

"Senior Hong, may you still accept your disciples?" A beautiful female cultivator screamed.

Hong Fa pressed his hands down and said, "It's all the past, don't mention it anymore, let's get to the point!"

"The competition has begun, the referee is in place." He Qiang pointed to a position on the stage and said, "Brother Hong, please wait and see!"

Hong Fa was not polite either, so he walked to the stage and sat down with a wave of his sleeves.
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