Beiyang City is worthy of its name.

It really looks like a town. When you walk in, you will find that it is like a paradise. There are restaurants and inns.

The most important thing is that the martial arts conference that was originally scheduled to be held here was not particularly crowded at this time.

When Ji Ruyan was still confused, Luo Shunchen whispered from the side, "Everyone who can come here thinks that he is a master. In addition, if you don't have the strength to climb up to the entrance of Beiyang City, then

It’s just an idiot talking in his sleep.”

"Then why are there so few people?"

Ji Ruyan looked at the inn and saw that there were only a few people there, not many.

Luo Shunchen smiled bitterly, "Have you forgotten? How many masters have you seen in the Six Sect Disciple Competition? Moreover, with the strength of those people, there are really not many who can get to Beiyang City.

On Qingluan Continent, ordinary warriors can only hope to break through to the fifth level of Martial God."

Ji Ruyan blinked, "According to you, will we see some familiar people here?"

"Do you mean Yue Ruhuo?"

"Yeah."

"This is unrealistic, considering his daughter was just born, not to mention Brother Yue is not interested in this martial arts competition."

Luo Shunchen couldn't help but pour cold water on her. It was really impossible for the person she wanted to see to appear in Beiyang City.

The four people walked to a quiet attic. The signboard on the attic was Shui Yuntian.

After walking in, I found that sitting in the corner were the two elders Ziqin and Zishan who had already arrived.

"Acting Master! This way!"

Zishan sat there and waved to them.

Yan Feibei led Aunt Lan and the others toward the corner, "The two elders arrived so fast!"

Zi Qin stood up and said to Aunt Lan beside her, "Aunt Lan, long time no see. How are you?"

Aunt Lan smiled and nodded to her, "It's nothing serious. For this martial arts tournament, you can work hard to win the position of leader."

Zi Qin smiled bitterly, "Aunt Lan, the Lian Shao Sect Leader is also here. We are no match for her in a battle. Everything still depends on the performance of the Dai Sect Leader."

Yan Feibei twitched the corner of his mouth, this elder Ziqin was digging a hole for him to jump in, and he actually said such words?

He was only in the early stage of the eighth-level martial immortal, how could he defeat that old woman Lian Shao?

It would be great to have a tie!

"Everyone, please sit down. There is no need to worry about the room. Shui Yuntian has been taken care of by us."

Zi Fan gestured to the seats next to him and motioned for them all to sit down.

After sitting down, Ji Ruyan listened to the conversation of the elders and realized that the martial arts conference would be held the day after tomorrow, and the witness was Ke Zhennan, the lord of Beiyang City.

When Ji Ruyan heard this name, he blinked and was a little confused. If Ke Zhennan is not strong enough, how can he be a witness?

Elder Ziqin seemed to notice Ji Ruyan's confusion and said quietly, "Ke Zhennan is an extraordinary person. As far as I know, he lived at least a thousand years ago and is extremely powerful. If there is no powerful

Even if he has no strength, he won’t be able to build this Beiyang City.”

"Then what level has he reached in cultivation?"

"Mid-level ninth-level martial spirit."

Aunt Lan answered calmly from the side.

Ninth level?

Then, isn’t that similar to his master?
Chapter completed!