When Lei Tian saw Wang Yan leave, even though he was already a servant, he braced himself and asked, "Sect Master, the disciples …"
"That's right. Other than Eldest Senior Brother Cang Jin and Second Senior Brother Lin, you guys are the only disciples in the Gate of Heaven.
"As for who will be the Third Senior Brother, it's up to you."
Ignoring the dumbfounded Lei Tian and the others, Wang Yan shrugged his shoulders and pointed a finger.
"Other than these seven palaces, you can live in any of the other houses."
Then, as if realizing that it was inappropriate, Wang Yan waved his sleeve.
In an instant, streams of light flew out and floated in front of Lei Tian and the other two.
Some were filled with the fragrance of medicine, some with the fragrance of flowers, but without exception, each stream of light emitted a compelling aura of treasure.
Without looking, they knew that each stream of light was a rare treasure, a strange flower, or a strange fruit.
"Take these treasures and use them to cultivate. Some of them can improve your soul, while others can improve your cultivation."
"But let me warn you first. If the three of you want to take the opportunity to escape and get killed by the protective array, don't blame me for not warning you.
"The protective array protecting the Gate of Heaven is an Earth-level killing array. As for what level it is … if you want to know, you can try it yourself."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Yan flipped his palm. "This is a communication jade pendant. As long as we are within ten thousand miles, you and I can communicate at any time."
The milky white jade pendant fell into Lei Tian's hand. Wang Yan patted Wang Jiao, who was slightly startled and then suddenly jumped up, revealing his true form.
Wang Yan flew forward and stepped on the beast's head. As Wang Jiao's body flipped, he instantly disappeared from the sight of Lei Tian and the other two.
…
"Uncle Wang, where are Xian 'er and the others?"
"Have you settled down those brats?"
Wang Yan was slightly startled and quickly nodded. "Everything is done. Xian 'er and the others …"
"I sent them to a place to cultivate. You will see them after the Convention of Geniuses."
Hearing this, Wang Yan was stunned for a moment and then nodded.
With a wave of Wang Yuesheng's hand, a cup of fragrant tea floated in front of Wang Yan.
"There is less than half a month left before the Convention of Geniuses. What are your plans?"
Faced with this sudden question, Wang Yan was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.
Now his Divine Soul cultivation had broken through to the first level of Cuixing Realm. If he wanted to continue to break through in a short time, there was no other way but to eat the Spirit-boosting Fruit.
"It's a long journey to the Jinling Dynasty. If you don't have any other plans, you should leave as soon as possible."
Putting down the teacup, Wang Yuesheng stared at Wang Yan with burning eyes.
"One more word, we must get first place in the Convention of Geniuses!"
Startled, Wang Yan nodded solemnly. "Don't worry, Uncle Wang. I will definitely do my best."
"That's good. There's no time to lose. Pack up and leave."
…
Just as Wang Yan packed his luggage and set off for the Jinling Dynasty, a group of uninvited guests came to Feng Tian City and went straight to the City Lord's Mansion.
In the magnificent palace, Zhao Qingyang, the City Lord of Feng Tian City, looked at the middle-aged man sitting on the first seat with a flattering smile.
The aura exuded from this person was many times stronger than that of Zhao Qingyang.
He sat there motionless, like an abyss, giving people a sense of irresistibility.
It seemed that as long as this person was willing, he could destroy the entire Feng Tian City with a raise of his hand.
In addition to this middle-aged man in a dark red robe, there were ten young men with indifferent faces, sitting on both sides of the hall.
The aura exuded from each of them made Zhao Qingyang shudder.
This was a group of extremely terrible forces, enough to wipe out any of the nine sects in an instant.
Because this group of forces came from the head of the three temples in the East Continent, the Falling Stars Temple!
"Elder Wu, why didn't you tell me in advance that you would come in person? I could have gone to greet you."
At that moment, Zhao Qingyang no longer had the demeanor of a City Lord. He was like a lowly servant.
This middle-aged man was the Fourth Elder of the Falling Stars Temple, Zhang Yu's master, Wu Qingtian.
The ten young men were the Ten Punishment Disciples of the Falling Stars Temple's Punishment Hall. They were executioners trained by Wu Qingtian.
"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. Is there a Dragon & Phoenix Teahouse in the city?"
In an instant, Zhao Qingyang's expression changed slightly and he nodded his head like a chick pecking at rice.
"Elder Wu, are you here for Wang Yan?"
"That's right. He killed the Great Elder of the Falling Stars Temple and killed a disciple of the Falling Stars Temple."
"He has completely ignored the reputation of the Falling Stars Temple and committed an unforgivable crime."
"This old man has personally led the Ten Punishment Candidates to Feng Tian City this time to arrest this person."
With that, Wu Qingtian glanced at Zhao Qingyang disdainfully. "Don't tell me that the City Lord doesn't even know this?"
"What are you talking about, Elder Wu? I naturally know everything, but whether Wang Yan is in Feng Tian City … I don't know."
Hearing that, Wu Qingtian stood up. "You don't have to worry about that. Just tell me the location of the Dragon & Phoenix Teahouse."
"Leave the City Lord's Mansion and walk ten miles east."
Zhao Qingyang still had a fawning expression, but a cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Very well."
…
"Don't look at me like that. I won't help you with anything this time. You can only rely on yourself in the Convention of Geniuses."
"If you can't get first place, there's no need for you to see that girl, Xian 'er."
Wang Yan, who was sitting in the carriage, smiled bitterly when he heard that.
"Uncle Wang, you're forcing me to get first place."
With a gentle smile, Wang Yuesheng shook his head. "You can say that. Kid, don't let me down."
"This is not just my wish. It's also an order from your mother. I hope you can fulfill it."
As soon as he said that, Wang Yan immediately stopped smiling and nodded solemnly.
"Uncle Wang, Xian 'er and the others …"
"It's still the same. As long as you get first place, you'll naturally be able to see them."
As if reading Wang Yan's mind, Wang Yuesheng immediately interrupted him before he could finish speaking.
He then waved his hand impatiently, looked down at the account book, and turned to walk into the teahouse without any hesitation.
"Wang Yan, kid, I'll make you beg for death today!"
Before Wang Yan's horsewhip fell, an earth-shattering roar mixed with endless killing intent resounded through the sky.
In an instant, the entire Feng Tian City seemed to tremble.
"Where are the Ten Punishment Candidates?
Set up the Falling Stars Formation! "
"Yes!"
The air in the entire Feng Tian City seemed to freeze at this moment, and even time seemed to come to a standstill.
Swoosh swoosh swoosh …!
A sharp, ear-piercing sound suddenly rang out, and several black dots appeared in the sky.
In the blink of an eye, under the earth-shattering roar mixed with killing intent, the black dots suddenly enlarged, revealing many figures.
Wu Qingtian, who was dressed in a dark red robe, had a cold expression and a murderous look in his eyes as he stared at Wang Yan.
He raised his right hand slightly and then slashed down fiercely!
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