"Name."

"Ji Wudi."

"age."

"twenty."

"Sectar."

"Void Taoist Sect."

Hearing the four words "Void Taoist Sect", the man in charge of registering looked at Ji Qianming more and nodded.

"Void Taoist Sect...is rare. Okay, take your gray beads and you can prepare to enter the venue."

Ji Qianming took the gray bead, fiddled with it curiously in his hand, got up and walked out of the house.

This is the registration office for participants in the Ullamura Festival. All disciples who want to participate in the Ullamura Festival need to record information here and receive gray beads used to transmit the mountain and river fans.

"I received it? How do you feel?" Chen Jiusu and Ke Dong, who had already registered, stood at the door and asked when they saw Ji Qianming come out.

"As I guessed, the space law contained in the gray bead is a bit low-level, and interruption is not a problem at all." Ji Qianming threw the gray bead aside casually, and then asked in confusion: "Ke Dong, how did you get in? Aren't you an elder?"

Ke Dong smiled, "Although I am an elder, I am not old. In fact, I am already a genius..."

Ji Qianming looked at Ke Dong suspiciously. Indeed, he should be the youngest among the elders of the Void Taoist Sect. Such a young elder is indeed rare.

The three of them walked along the flow of people and walked to a wide open space. There were already many people standing there, and there were more than 300 people in a rough look.

These people wore different sect costumes, including four major holy places, five major families, and many participants from small sects. Even some hidden sects sent their disciples to come.

"So many people? That's great!" Ji Qianming's eyes began to shine, like a hungry wolf breaking into the flock of sheep, subconsciously licking his lips.

Chen Jiusu's mouth twitched slightly, "Concentrate... we are not a villain."

"Oh oh okay." Ji Qianming patted his face and put on a harmless smile of humans and animals again.

"More than I thought, and there are many innocent faces not on the list..." Ke Dong looked around, a little confused.

Just as these group of practitioners were in high enthusiasm, two streams of light, one green and one red, fell from the horizon and fell on the central platform. One was the owner of Yunqidi, Dugu Yunqi, the organizer of the Yulan Festival, and the other was Lin Yi, the third-rank official of the dynasty.

"Fellow Taoists, welcome everyone to the Yulan Festival in Yunqidi..."

Dugu Yunqi, dressed in a scholar, smiled and said the opening remarks of the Yulan Festival. His voice was gentle and elegant, and he sounded very comfortable.

"That's Dugu Yunqi?" Ji Qianming asked in a low voice.

"That's right. He is the former military advisor of the God Emperor, the number one think tank in the God Realm, Dugu Yunqi." Chen Jiusu nodded calmly.

Ji Qianming's eyes narrowed slightly, "I know that when the God Realm was fighting with Earth, he was the military advisor of the God Realm army. He defeated the Dawn Front several times and was a very difficult opponent."

"I have to admit that he is indeed a great talent." Chen Jiusu paused, "In terms of military use and strategy, almost no one in the divine world can compare to him."

After Dugu Yunqi introduced Lin Yi, he took out a closed paper fan from the storage ring, which looked no different from an ordinary fan. He held the handle of the fan and shook it gently.

clatter--!

The closed paper fan suddenly opened, and a brightly colored landscape painting appeared in everyone's eyes. The scroll ripples like a lake, and an ancient and mysterious aura spread out.

Dugu Yunqi made a gesture with one hand, and his spiritual power surged. Then a gray mist appeared on the surface of the paper fan, which was unparalleled in mystery.

"... Dear participants, please enter the fan." Dugu Yunqi held the paper fan in his hand and waved it gently at everyone. The surrounding space suddenly became distorted and was sucked into the paper fan.

Ji Qianming only felt the space around him flowing. After a moment of dizziness, his feet fell steadily on the ground.

If it were someone else, I would have been dizzy at this moment, but Ji Qianming was not at all uncomfortable. The power of teleportation in this space was comparable to that of Ji Qianming through the moon channel, just like an astronaut who went to sit on a merry-go-round in a children's playground, without any pressure at all.

Ji Qianming looked around and did not see Chen Jiusu and Ke Dong.

"As a matter of course, the landing point will be randomly specified..."

In fact, as long as Ji Qianming thinks, he can directly use the authority of space to enter the paper fan to avoid being dispersed, but this also has the risk of alarming the snake. If Dugu Yunqi can feel the fluctuations in their space entering the mountain and river fans, it will be troublesome.

What's more, this trial is not at all dangerous for the three of them. In front of a group of "geniuses" who are mostly Tongxuan and Taixu realm, Ke Dong and Chen Jiusu, who are half-step god kings, can walk sideways. If they are dispersed, they can just gather again. What a big deal.

Ji Qianming chose a random direction and walked forward calmly. After walking for about a few minutes, he suddenly stopped and looked at a huge rock beside him with some confusion.

A light blue light flashed on his palm, and Ji Qianming waved his hand and slapped heavily on the stone.

boom--!

After a loud bang, the entire huge rock was slapped into powder by Ji Qianming. Among the pile of powder, a blue sign was emitting a light of inspiration.

Ji Qianming bent down and picked it up, and found a number on it.

"Four? They are four spirit dots? What, they are simple." Ji Qianming shrugged and was about to put the spirit card into his pocket. Suddenly, he had a plan and tied it around his waist with a big swagger, swaying around, very conspicuous.

After Ji Qianming turned around, four spirit cards had been tied around his waist, and the points added up to 12 o'clock.

"Senior brother, look at a lonely man over there! There are four spirit cards on his body!" Not far away, an unknown disciple pointed at Ji Qianming and said excitedly.

Next to him, the eyes of another practitioner gradually lit up and he walked over with big strodes, "Fellow Taoist please stay."

Ji Qianming raised his lips slightly and said with a smile: "Hmm? What's the matter?"

"Can you lend me the spiritual cards on my fellow Taoist?" The disciple smiled and looked like I was sure of you.

"Yes." Ji Qianming simply threw the spiritual card around his waist to the two disciples.

The disciple was stunned, as if he didn't expect Ji Qianming to be so soft, and always felt a little unsatisfied. He was about to speak, but found that Ji Qianming took out a few pages of paper from somewhere and was reading something.

"What are you doing?" one of the disciples couldn't help asking.

"Wait, don't talk, let me see what your potential is." Ji Qianming said seriously.
Chapter completed!