The Darling of Heaven Owns a Rip-off Shop

Chapter 562: Tiandaomen chief disciple 78

Chapter 562 Chief Disciple of Tiandaomen 78

"Is anyone here? Is this fat chicken cub your spirit beast? He came to me and has been relying on it. He ate a lot of peach blossom cakes. Now I will send it back to you..." The person standing at the gate of the yard laughed. After saying this, after looking up and seeing the three people in the yard, the smile on his face solidified.

The City Lord, Luo An Ling and Yu Xinlan looked at each other, and did not speak for a long while.

When the big yellow chicken in the city lord's arms saw Luo Yunyi, he tweeted twice, flapping its wings and was about to fly to Luo Yunyi. As a result, he just took two steps and fell like a big rock.

"Be careful!" The city lord took two steps forward, took the big yellow chicken in his arms, and said with lingering fears, "You can come down and walk if you can't fly."

"Thank you." Luo Yunyi stepped forward and took the big yellow chicken in the arms of the city lord.

"Yun...Ah, senior." The city owner wanted to call Yun Yi, but he just yelled a word, realizing that the past and the present are already very different, and he saluted seniors. As the chief disciple of Tiandaomen, Luo Yunyi of course can afford any predecessor of a small city lord. It's just that the person in front of him, different, is his grandfather.

Luo Yunyi held the big yellow chicken and looked at this old man who was more than ten years old in front of him, feeling a little complicated. The appearance of the monk is not easy to change. But these days, the person in front of me is so haggard.

"Grandfather, do you want to come in for a cup of tea?" Luo Yunyi couldn't bear it after all, and asked.

"I, can I?" The city lord looked at Luo Yunyi flattered.

Before Luo Yunyi could speak, the city lord himself shook his head again, looked at Luo Anling and Yu Xinlan, and saluted them: "I'm sorry, although you may not need this apology, I still want to say. "

After saying this, the lord turned and walked away quickly.

Luo Anling looked at his father's back and moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he still didn't say it.

Yu Xinlan glanced at Luo Anling, and said angrily: "Okay, just go if you want to talk to him. I'm still not angry anyway. Maybe I will be willing to pay attention to him when the weather disappears. But not now."

"Then I will not go, I am still angry." Luo An Ling said.

Luo Yunyi glanced at his parents and went out holding the big yellow chicken.

Mother said that time is always the best healing medicine.

And the monk, the most important thing is time.

...

It has been six days since the Tiandaomen initiated the invitation, and monks have continued to come. But Tiandaomen is like an infinite space, no matter how many people come, it can accommodate it, making the monks amazed.

Tiandaomen announced that the competition will be held in six days. In the next six days, the number of monks who came to Tiandao Sect gradually decreased, and almost everyone who should have come came.

The elders of the four major sects are responsible for the judges of the audition.

Anyone who participates in the competition can sign up. There is no age limit for kitchen repairs. However, to participate in the sword and spell competition, all participating monks must be younger than 40. After entering the competition arena, their cultivation bases will become the same. People with low-level cultivation bases will improve their strength in the arena, and high-strength monks. A cultivation base is naturally invalid after stepping down. In other words, to win, you must rely on your own understanding of spells and swordsmanship, as well as your personal combat plan. Develop the same strength to the maximum.

This just surprised the monks, the Tiandaomen could even do such things.

This made many low-level monks overjoyed.

(End of this chapter)

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