"The Dragon Palace Turtle is here..."

The sound of suicide was boiling again in the battlefield, and as the sound of the turtle dispersed, it suddenly became quiet.

Some of the North Cultivators who were chasing the Southern Cultivators just now stopped their movements and rushed back one after another. Some people even hurried back while putting away their magic weapons and tidying up their clothes. Even the South Cultivators who were running away with their heads in their arms did not escape when they saw the turtle coming over, but stopped from afar, looked back, looking solemn and curious.

The Dragon Palace God Envoy is here to pick him up!

They had never expected that the Dragon Palace would be so respectful and came to Linhai City for a special trip. However, as long as the Dragon Palace God Messenger came and picked them up, they would be guests of the Dragon Palace and no one would come to seize the reputation again...

If you become a guest of the Dragon Palace, no matter if someone disrespects them, you will be disrespectful to the Dragon Palace!

In other words, this battle lasted only one month and was finally over.

The name of the twelve little saints who had been fighting for a month was finally finally confirmed at this time...

Some people sigh, some people look forward to it, and some people change their minds!

I don’t know how many people participated in this battle to win fame, and I don’t know how many incidents caused by these twelve names!

So who can enter the Dragon Palace in the end?

Especially now, at least three loopholes have been left out...

During the battle with the monks in the southern territory just now, although many of them were infected by the fighting spirit of Fang Gui and others and took the initiative to protect them, there were also many, who were indeed interested in these three vacant quotas, so they deliberately showed that, including the final pursuit of those monks in the southern territory, were all average, and they just hoped to stand out from the crowd and make up these three quotas...

...

...

"You are finally willing to show up..."

The monks around subconsciously followed Fang Gui as their heads and surrounded him in the middle. Fang Gui was also looking at the turtle at this time. At this time, although the other party had already put away the contemptuous smile he had inadvertently revealed when he looked at this messy place, Fang Gui still felt extremely uncomfortable, and there was an inexplicable anger coiling around his heart...

A turtle, does it feel superior to treat me as a monkey?

The turtle was similar and could not hear the dissatisfaction in Fang Gui's words. He smiled and said, "The young man from the jade face, Mr. Fang, is here. The young man was ordered to wait on the sea. After waiting for a long time, he was about to come. Only then did he see all the little saints. If he was delayed, please forgive me and forgive me..."

As he said that, he stood up straight: "The sea route has opened now, and I am waiting for the distinguished guests, but I don't know that the geniuses in the Northern Region are all here?"

"Here!"

Fang Gui glanced at him, took out the name score, shook it in the air, and spread it from top to bottom.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help but condense, and they looked into the air with a little nervousness.

The turtle glanced at the name list and saw that there were still three names missing on it, so he was not in a hurry and waited with a smile.

"Your Dragon Palace is too unprotected. You have to invite someone to dinner and fill in your own name!"

Fang Gui glanced at the name list, turned his head to look at the turtle, and slowly said: "You people from the Dragon Palace stuffed this invitation into my hand, and turned around and left without saying a word, but it made me embarrassed. This only said that we would invite the twelve sons of the Northern Region, without a name or a surname, and without even a standard. There are so many people in the Northern Region, who should I go there?"

"The young one is here to welcome the invitation from the Dragon Palace, but I don't know anything else, I just read the famous book..."

Turtle faced Fang Gui's gaze with a complimentary smile on his face: "But Mr. Fang please forgive me. I hold the Seven Seas Feast of the Dragon Palace, and I also have some ideas to see the style of the little geniuses in the Northern Region. But after all, I am not familiar with the Northern Region, so I can't do this bad thing!"

He said and called out: "With this time, I will become familiar with you next time. When I invite you again, I won't be so troublesome!"

Listening to his words, someone was inexplicably excited.

Yes, as long as you attend a Dragon Palace feast, the names of the twelve little saints will be decided. The next invitation will not be so troublesome? Some people even don’t understand what Fang Gui asked about that, thinking that there is no problem with the invitation from Dragon Palace. It is precisely because they have empty the name list that the cultivators in the Northern Region can make their own decisions, which is more fair.

In terms of invitations, it is also a safe move to only write about the twelve sons of the Northern Region, rather than the twelve little saints.

If he wrote directly on the names of the twelve little saints of the Northern Region, he would have been somewhat of a blessing in the Northern Region and would have little deep foundation.

The Dragon Palace only invites the twelve sons of the Northern Region, and the twelve little saints who come out of the Dragon Palace.

This is what the title means!

Why do you have to say so much at this time? It’s just right to fill in the three blank names quickly...

...

...

Everyone looked at Fang Gui with some nervousness, and Fang Gui was also looking at the turtle without saying a word.

"Only twelve of us can enter the Dragon Palace?"

The turtle smiled and said, "If you have followers, friends, younger generations, etc., you can bring them into the Dragon Palace, it's all right. However, the only ones who have officially invited us in the Dragon Palace are the twelve people on this list. This is a ritual. Please forgive me..."

Fang Gui frowned and said, "What a trait that is this? Just have a meal. There are so many rules!"

Turtle Xiang was helpless and smiled and said, "It's different..."

Someone next to him whispered: "Fellow Daoist Fang doesn't know that the invitation to the Dragon Palace is not a small matter. This is not only a matter of status, but the most important thing is that the Dragon Palace has always been luxurious and values ​​etiquette. Every person who has officially received the invitation to the Dragon Palace can choose a treasure in the Dragon Palace according to the etiquette. As a gift, the invitation to the Dragon Palace is completely different from attending the banquet with him..."

"It turns out that it's not only a matter of face, but also a real benefit!"

Fang Gui nodded, thinking.

Looking up, from the turtle's smiling face, I seemed to see some jokes about playing with ants in my palms.

He seemed very respectful at this time, but the more respectful he was, the more Fang Gui thought of what the Northern Canglong said before leaving.

"Get a pen!"

He suddenly narrowed his eyes and shouted.

There was a slight commotion around him, and someone rushed to him with a pen and ink.

I don’t know how many eyes looked at him, looking forward and nervous.

"You are so amazing. With an invitation, we will be beaten to death..."

Fang Gui grabbed the pen and, before putting it down, suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

The Dharma boat they were riding on when they came was dozens of feet away, with a lot of blood splashing on it, which seemed bloody and absurd. On the head of the Dharma boat, three boxes were lined up in a row. In that box, there were naturally three of the original twelve little saints. Because of the name of this little saint, they lost their lives. They were originally a promising genius in their practice, but now there are only three heads left...

Although the person who killed them has now died at Fang Gui's hands.

But for some reason, Fang Gui still felt a little angry in his stomach, but he still didn't let it go.

"Why haven't you written it yet?"

The monks around were all waiting for him, but their hearts were anxious, but they didn't dare to show their anger.

"There must be one of me, right?"

Qingfeng Tonger came from the crowd and carried an extremely majestic golden pestle on her shoulders.

"I think I'm here..."

An old cultivator in brocade robe stretched his neck, which was the biggest thing he had when he gave Fang Gui gifts before.

"If I give it to me, I will watch the moon tonight with you..."

A charming fairy thought to herself, and her pretty eyes were like a hook on Fang Gui's face.

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...

At this time, the Dragon Palace God Envoy had come to welcome him, so it was impossible for anyone to come out to win the fame again.

In other words, whoever Fang Gui wrote the name can follow him to the Dragon Palace.

Not only will it be immediately famous in the Northern Region, but it will also have the Dragon Palace’s fortune waiting to be taken!

The names of these three little saints are originally an invisible amount of money and have great benefits. If Fang Gui holds these three names, he will have full confidence. He can give these three names to people close to him. If he holds these good things in his own hands, he can also take these three places and make a big fuss to gain enough benefits for himself...

... He even said that he had done this and had collected a lot of things before.

Moreover, if there are many people in the venue, there are still many.

Many of them want to choose people with advanced cultivation, and many of them are sect leaders with powerful magical powers.

If you want to choose someone who has the courage to challenge the Lord's Mansion, these people just now have expressed their attitude against the monks in the southern territory.

But, because of too many choices and too little reputation, who can I give it to?

However, now there are so many people in the field, and they have expressed their attitude towards the monks in the southern border just now. Who else can I give?

Thinking of this question, the eyes of Master Xi and others couldn't help but worry again.

These three small saints were originally a disaster.

Perhaps the monks in the Northern Region have conquered them and recognized their name as the little saint, but the last three are a big loophole. No matter which three they find, they will be dissatisfied. If someone is not convinced, they will still cause trouble again!

"I don't talk much about the truth, only one who is most convinced..."

In countless eyes, Fang Gui sighed and suddenly wrote three names on the name list.

"This is……"

The cultivators around him were silent for a while, and no one spoke for a long time.

They just looked at the last three names on the list, and their faces gradually showed shock and confusion.

Even the kind and polite Turtle smiled slightly illusory on her face.

"Qin Wan!"

"Little Ancestor of Fire Spirit!"

"Little Princess of Tianhu Sect!"

“…”

“…”

Aren’t these three people dead?

Fang Gui threw the pen, threw the name of the book into Gui Xiang's arms, then turned to everyone, and said calmly: "If you do your work, you have to have a meal!"

"Even if they can't eat it, this meal must be kept for them!"
Chapter completed!