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Wei Lanfeng couldn't help but said: "If we go so late as the leader, the prince and the prefect will probably have a lot of objections."

At this moment, he couldn't help but feel panicked. They were probably the last team to go to the Immortal Competition.

"What are you afraid of?" Zhou An said dissatisfiedly, "If the sky falls, I will hold it up, and do you know who is usually the last person to enter the venue?"

Azure Wind didn't even think about it and asked: "What is it?"

Cheng Jin and Li Luo also looked over.

Zhou An patted his shoulder with his hand, sighed and said, "Of course he is the protagonist. We want to take first place this time, so it is normal to attract some attention."

Li Luo took off the wooden stick from his mouth and said with a serious look: "With our strength, the team leader probably won't be able to get first place. At most, it will be better than last year."

"You say so, Cheng Jin."

Cheng Jin said nothing.

Wei Lanfeng had seen the competition between Zhou An and Gu Si, and was quite convinced of Zhou An's strength, but still said: "Leader, even if you are very strong, the Immortal Competition cannot be won by one person. We in Qingzhou Overall it’s still too weak.”

This is not wrong.

Zhou An, however, seemed not to have heard, and reprimanded with a smile: "What are you afraid of? I have told you, I will be the one to support you if the sky falls. You can't be discouraged before you start."

When Wei Lanfeng heard this, he was stunned. He realized Zhou An's intention. He took them there not for anything else, but to encourage them to see that they were feeling low.

The team leader really has good intentions.

He couldn't help but sigh secretly in his heart.

By the time they arrived at the Immortal Competition, the time was almost right, but everyone else arrived too early, making it seem like they were late.

"Who are these people and why are they here so late? Which state are they from?"

"It seems like those people from Qingzhou really don't know how high the sky is and why they came so late."

The monks from other states were discussing one after another, and their words were full of malice. Here, the monks from different states were themselves competitors, so it was impossible to talk nicely to each other.

The four kings, King Bingnan, were sitting next to Qi Fugui. Seeing this, he smiled coldly and said: "It seems that you people in Qingzhou have completely given up. You came so late. I don't think you want to participate."

Qi Fugui took a sip of wine, appeared unconcerned, and said with a smile: "Does it matter if it's earlier or later? The conference hasn't started yet. I'm here to wait."

The eldest prince was also sitting not far away. Hearing these words, he couldn't help but frowned and looked over: "It's been such a long time since we last saw each other. Third brother's speech has become much sharper."

The second king, King Jingan, looked back at Qi Fugui and said with a haha: "Boss, don't you know that the third brother has always been very accomplished in writing? He has been the strongest in this aspect since he was a child."

The competition for immortality has not even started yet, but the smell of gunpowder is already strong. If there are no other people around, the princes and princes may start fighting.

Sitting opposite them were some courtiers, among them Xuchang was sitting at the top, next to an old man in a green robe.

Today, he looks completely different from before. His eyes are introverted and intelligent. Just sitting there makes people feel intimidating.

Prime Minister Zuo was reading for a long time. When he saw Xuchang looking around, he asked, "What is Prime Minister Xu looking for?"

Xuchang didn't hide it, and said, "I have a close friend named Zhou An, who may come today, so I wanted to take a look."

While the two were communicating, the emperor sitting at the top looked over with a majestic look and asked: "Which of my sons does Mr. Xu think has the strongest Ziwei aura?"

This is asking Xuchang which prince and prince is suitable to inherit his throne. Asking in front of so many people is undoubtedly putting people on a knife's edge.

On the other hand, it also shows that the emperor valued Xuchang very much. After all, it was difficult for a natural Confucian scholar to appear in hundreds of years.

Such a person is related to the fate of Daqi. Unless he makes a huge mistake, not even the emperor will do anything to him.

Everyone looked at them, and the surrounding area became silent, including the princes and princes, all staring at Xuchang.

His answer may not be important, or it may be important!

It is likely to affect the emperor's decision, and Xuchang's answer is also likely to affect the fate of these princes and princes.

Faced with such an answer, Xuchang looked calm and calm. He looked at the princes and princes, and some strong or light aura of crape myrtle appeared in his eyes. Since the emperor asked him about the aura of crape myrtle, then he only looked at it. The spirit of crape myrtle.

"If we talk about the aura of crape myrtle alone, the aura of the eldest prince, the second king, the sixth king... and the third king have relatively stronger aura of crape myrtle."

Xu Chang said slowly, this is what he really saw. Qi Fugui's Ziwei aura seemed very light in his eyes, but in fact it was restrained, which was a bit strange.

He glanced at the emperor's expression and continued: "But this doesn't mean anything. Everything must be decided by His Majesty."

He was able to pass the National Examination at a young age, so he was naturally not a pedantic person. He understood how to get along with the emperor and was sincere and humble.

After listening to Xuchang's words, the emperor took a deep look at Qi Fugui. Of course, the other three were within his expectation and within the scope of his choice, but what happened to the third child.

Others only saw Xuchang's mouth move but did not hear the sound. Only the emperor could hear what was said specifically.

It's just that the emperor's next actions are worthy of speculation. After listening to Xuchang's words, he then looked in the direction of Qi Fugui.

Feeling the emperor's gaze, these princes and princes also sat upright, showing meticulous expressions, like well-behaved children in the classroom.

Not long after, an old man wearing a star Taoist robe and holding an illusory float appeared in the sky. It was the national master of Da Qi, Yi Yuxian, who had the cultivation level of the Fusion Stage.

The other person confronting him was the headmaster of the Kowloon Sect, Yuhu Zhenren, holding a huge green jade pot. His face looked like he was not very old, but he looked like a middle-aged man, so his actual age was probably beyond imagination.

The two of them sat cross-legged above and talked. The spiritual energy turned into heavy rain and fell from the sky, and a series of strange phenomena appeared. In the rolling sea of ​​clouds, all kinds of strange and bizarre things appeared, including huge fish taller than the sky, and extremely short but incomparable things. The majestic monkey.

In the blink of an eye, the direction of the vision changed again, as the contents of the two men's discussions differed.

Everyone was listening attentively at the beginning, but after a long time, some people couldn't hold on, and sat down on the ground to wake up. If they wanted to listen again, they couldn't concentrate no matter what.

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