The Qianlong Conference...is in progress?

Zhao Fan's eyes flashed, and he said thoughtfully: "Are you sure?"

"There should be no difference. It seems that every Qianlong Conference is on a fixed day, lasting three days." Zhao Yan thought for a moment and then said with certainty: "Because this is a very memorable day for the Shenji Sect.

, a generation of saints takes over as the sect leader, and a new saint will be selected at the same time. Therefore, starting from that day every five years, a three-day Qianlong Conference is held specifically for the saints, and until the saint is over thirty

Although the event will not be discontinued, the saints will no longer participate, including those geniuses, so the event will be more perfunctory. When the next generation of saints appears, the Qianlong Conference in the true sense will begin again."

Now that Han Ruyi has not abdicated, and Yu Xianer's age is also consistent, this year is still the Qianlong Conference in the true sense.

"Dad, do you think we can use this Qianlong Conference as an entry point?" Zhao Fan thought.

Zhao Yan smiled knowingly and said: "You are really full of evil. I have carefully calculated that it is probably the first day of the Qianlong Conference. It is just a banquet and no fighting. Between tomorrow afternoon and the evening of the day after tomorrow, many geniuses will

It's about to start a fight. How do you plan to make things happen?"

"Simple, first use the hollow cone to break the space wall element." Zhao Fan said thoughtfully: "The location to break through is near the venue of the Qianlong Conference. You should remember where the Shenji Gate is. Then I change

Use your breath, cover up your appearance, and sneak in, trying to capture the contemporary saint Yu Xian'er and the new saint son. At the same time, you go to attack He Chuanyue, the leader of the Shenji Sect, and destroy the hub of the magic circle, causing the Shenji Sect to be destroyed.

The defensive formation was in vain. As for Long Baobao and Yingying, let them go to the treasure house of Shenji Gate. At that time, the three of us started to destroy the important buildings of Shenji Gate in different directions.

Han Ruyi was caught off guard and tried to destroy as many as possible."

"good."

Zhao Yan lifted his chin, thought for a moment and then smiled: "Speaking of which, why is it that you have the easiest job? Just capture a saint?"

"Otherwise?" Zhao Fan raised his eyebrows and said jokingly: "Being young is an advantage. Can you still be allowed to participate in the Qianlong Conference? I don't mind."

"Pull it down." Zhao Yan waved his hand and said: "There is a stone when entering the Qianlong Conference. Only those whose soul age is detected to be under thirty years old are eligible to enter."

Soul age is the age of the soul.

The Hidden Sect is extraordinary and has thousands of techniques. In addition to the kind of rejuvenation, the other is that the stronger the realm, the slower the body ages. Not only that, there are also treasures of heaven, earth, materials or elixirs that can "freeze" the surface.

Age is also very common, but... the age of the soul cannot be faked. After a person is born, the soul will have one more stripe every new year, just like the annual rings of a tree, and the ten stripes will condense into a group.

Therefore, there is a special magic object for detecting the age of the soul. This is the soul stone, which cannot be faked at all. Even a godlike existence like my great uncle can only isolate the detection of the soul stone and cannot change the result of the manifestation.

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In this way, the revenge plan was initially decided.

When Long Baobao and Ying Ying heard that they were going to sweep through the treasure house of Shenjimen, they were so excited that they danced like monkeys. Unknown to them, they thought they were wearing new clothes for the New Year.

Zhao Fan used the magic of transformation to turn the Sky-Screaming Demon Eagle into a green-haired parrot and hung it on his shoulder. Then he put away the hollow awl, held the baby dragon in his hand, and followed Zhao Yan, who was returning to his hometown, into Zhonghai City.

, picked a high-end restaurant, ordered a lot of delicious food, and then entered the private room.

Although this is the area where the Shenji Sect is located, its disciples rarely set foot in the city.

However, just in case someone recognized Zhao Fan, before entering the city, he used the blinding technique in the "Gongshu Book" on himself and his father. In the eyes of outsiders, the two of them had no sense of existence, let alone

It’s because I can’t remember their appearance, and they will be forgotten like clouds in a blink of an eye.

It didn't take long for the dishes to be served.

Zhao Fan asked for two more bottles of liquor, gave one to Zhao Yan, and opened the lid.

"Come, have a toast, eat and drink, and kill people and set fires." Zhao Yan smiled proudly.

"He looks like a robber." As Zhao Fan said this, he touched the other person's wine bottle, raised his head and drank it down in one gulp.

Baby Dragon and Yingying have already eaten.

The meal, like a whirlwind, took less than ten minutes to finish, leaving only empty plates piled high on the table.

Baby Long patted his belly with unsatisfied intentions and looked up at Zhao Fan, "Tweet...Boss, I still want to eat."

"Hey, that's right." He moved his wings lazily.

Before Zhao Fan could speak, Zhao Yan slapped them with both hands, "Looking at your potential, when you go to the Divine Machine Sect, wouldn't it be better to go to the treasure house?"

When Longbaobao and Yingying heard that it made sense, they settled down.

Zhao Fan stretched himself, went out alone to pay the bill, and then left the restaurant together.

Not long after, two people and three beasts appeared in the northern suburbs of Zhonghai City. They looked around and searched for a while, and then saw the flower field in the distance.

Rather than saying it is a field of flowers, it is better to call it a sea of ​​flowers.

The area is nearly one hectare, with flowers of different colors growing in it, pink, red, blue, black... There are no rules, and they are randomly interspersed and do not look aesthetic.

On the east side of the flower field, a small shed was built, with tools such as hoes and sprayers hung on the eaves.

Zhao Yan pointed to the shed and said: "If nothing else, the person living inside is an elder of the Shenji Sect, and his strength is at the Half-Step Saint Realm. On the surface, he is caring for the flower field, but in fact he is guarding the gate stone, which is equivalent to guarding the gate.

We can’t deal with that elder yet. He has a magic weapon that can directly communicate with the main and deputy sect leaders. If there is any slight disturbance, he will report it."

"As expected of a powerful force, even the gatekeeper is a half-step saint." Zhao Fan smiled disdainfully.

The Half-Step Holy Realm seems to be second only to the Holy Realm. It is very close to it, but it is like a chasm in the middle. If there is no great opportunity, the Holy Realm will be hopeless for the rest of its life.

And there are at least a thousand existences of this level in the Hidden Sect.

Where did it come from?

They are all former geniuses who have entered middle age and old age but failed to enter the holy realm. They were born in the old era, but their status is not as good as the geniuses of the new generation, because one is destined to miss the holy realm, and the other has the possibility of the future.

Qianlong.

The Hidden Sect is the most ruthless. No matter how senior it is, it is destined not to become the mainstay of a force before reaching the Holy Realm.

Therefore, almost all the elders of the Half-step Saint Realm play a coolie-like role, cultivating the new generation, executing affairs that do not require the Holy Realm to take action, and squeezing out the last trace of their usefulness until they die. No matter how glorious their death is, it is the people in power and

The elders of the Holy Realm do not have to worry about trivial matters, they are extremely leisurely, and they wholeheartedly strive to reach a higher level.

"Bring the map." Zhao Yan stretched out a hand. He wanted to use his memory to find the location where the Qianlong Conference was held within the Divine Machine Gate and the location in reality that overlapped.

This is the first step and the most important thing.

Once there is an error, the end of the passage opened by the hollow cone will be beyond their plan. If they are lucky, no one will notice it. If they are unlucky and they directly break into a crowded place, then they can simply declare war on the spot, which has already alerted the Divine Machine Sect.

, there is no need to divide the troops into three groups and fight clumsily.

Zhao Fan signaled to Long Baobao and Ying Ying not to make any sound, and they followed Zhao Yan together, walking and stopping. It took about half an hour for the latter to finally determine the coordinates of the Qianlong Conference.

It is worth mentioning that this place is already five miles away from the flower field where the gate stone is located, which shows how big the territory of Shenjimen is.

"Xiaofan, the place where we step corresponds to the Holy Girl Temple in the Divine Machine Gate."

Zhao Yan introduced: "The venue is in a peach garden outside the palace. As for the opening of the passage a hundred meters east of the location, there is a row of temporary rooms, specially used to house the servants and maids accompanying the many geniuses.

It couldn’t be safer.”

"A hundred meters... can you really be sure?"

Zhao Fan turned his head and looked east.

"You really need to control your tone." Zhao Yan put his hand on his son's head, rubbed it twice and said: "Let me remember first, because a big battle is about to happen. It is not appropriate to kill the general. I will deal with you later."

"If you succeed in destroying the Divine Machine Sect, you will be happy even if you tie me up and stone me."

Zhao Fan rolled his eyes at him, then stepped to the position his father said, took out the hollow awl again, held the handle with both hands, and thrust it hard against the ground!

However, the hollow cone only submerged three thirds, and then slowly dropped down.

This is the characteristic I mentioned before. It is about taking advantage of the weak rather than taking the hard. The greater the force exerted, the smaller the effect. Even if it is a ball of cotton, it is impossible to completely penetrate it.

Zhao Fan stood aside to give his son a break.

Long Baobao and Ying Ying were drooling, imagining how rich the treasure house of Shenji Sect was.

Zhao Fan pulled out the hollow cone, and this time he officially started to break the space wall element. He closed his eyes, and his whole heart seemed to be plunged into the hollow cone. After triggering the space power of the three-phase mithril, he easily sensed

We arrived at an invisible and colorless barrier that existed in the void.

The thickness of the space wall element cannot be described in terms of size, it seems to be there or not.

In other words, it is actually opening a gap where two dimensions overlap.

The hollow cone exudes the power of space and spins gently in Zhao Fan's hand.

The strange thing is that he clearly felt that the hollow cone was drilling something downward, but it always stayed at the original position without changing.

It was Zhao Fan's first time getting on a sedan chair to open a space channel. She had little experience and didn't know whether the operation was right or wrong. Everything was taught orally by her uncle and grandpa.

While Zhao Yan patiently watched the wind, he wanted to talk to his son several times, but was afraid that he would be distracted, so he held back. He looked at the young figure in his eyes who was trying his best to break the space wall, sometimes smiling, sometimes

He showed a look of reluctance, but there was an indescribable fatherly love at every moment.

Zhao Fan was completely unaware. If he suddenly raised his head at this moment, he would be surprised, because after picking up his father from Blackwater Prison, he had never seen him looking at him like this before.

"Chirp chirp...I'm so hungry."

"When will it feel better~~"

Long Baobao and Ying Yingxian were so panicked that they simply grabbed the "green-haired parrot" that was resting on the ground, and then imitated Little Diao at Shenglong Mansion and played a game of guessing. Whoever won would pull out a piece of the Sky-Screaming Demon Eagle.

of hair.

The Sky-Screaming Demon Eagle was complaining in his heart, but he didn't dare to resist. It was either a dragon or a Suzaku. The gap between his bloodline and his own bloodline was huge, and he couldn't beat it in terms of hard power...

An hour later.

"Ah! I have lost one hundred and thirty times!" Yingying looked at the empty ground under his paws in depression, while there were already a lot of feathers in front of the baby dragon.

"This stupid bird is so stupid."

Zhao Yan couldn't stand it anymore, so he pointed out: "Rock, paper, scissors, if you maintain balance with your two claws, you can only use your wings to produce paper, but what else can it produce? And it can produce scissors."

Only then did Yingying realize his inherent disadvantage, "Boss, boss, daddy, please give me an idea."

"In this way, you compete to lose." Zhao Yan said with a smile: "Whoever loses will have his hair pulled out."

"Yeah!"

Just like that, Yingying started a new round of guessing games with the baby dragon. As time went by, there were thick piles of feathers under its paws.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
Chapter completed!