Outside the Zhenbao Pavilion, Zhang Yuanming sat quietly on the stairs. Although it was already late at night and the moon was in the sky, he seemed to never be tired. Although his eyes were lowered because of his old age, his eyes were extremely delicate. He was holding a teapot in his hand, as if he could never finish it.

After another cup of tea, Zhang Yuanming frowned slightly. Since last night, for some reason, there seemed to be many more eyes around Zhenbao Pavilion, but the eyes of these eyes were not Zhenbao Pavilion, but himself.

Zhang Yuanming couldn't understand why he was monitored. Perhaps it was because of the Luotian Grand Ceremony and the inner gate of Longhu Mountain that had irrelevant people. The Great Elder arranged these personnel to protect the safety of the Zhenbao Pavilion. Zhang Yuanming could only comfort himself in his heart.

On a mountain in the north of Zhenbao Pavilion, Yuan Qingming withdrew his gaze, turned to He Ziyin and said, "That Zhang Yuanming is really inseparable."

"It's not that I won't leave." He Ziyin shook the folding fan in his hand, even though it was already the twelfth month of winter: "It's not possible."

"In his early years, my junior brother coveted the position of Master Zhang Daofeng, and attacked him secretly. He was arrested by Master Tian, ​​and felt ashamed of himself, so he made a vow to stay in Longhu Mountain's Treasure Pavilion for the rest of his life, protecting Longhu Mountain's property until his death."

A voice came from behind He Ziyin. He Ziyin turned around and looked, squinting his eyes and smiled, "Why is the third elder free to attend our meeting? Is it okay to Zhang Rushan there?"

Zhang Quanfeng, wearing a black robe, walked out of the woods behind him. In order to prevent being recognized, he had a black cloth covered his face. But when he saw He Ziyin and others, he took off the black cloth: "Nothing is happening for the time being. How is the plan going? Where are your people from the Changsheng Sect?"

"We are all waiting at the outer gate." He Ziyin smiled slightly and teased: "Three Elders, you are really anxious, but it doesn't matter. Zhang Rushan and Zhang Daofeng, they will all die. At that time, it will be the day when you inherit the position of the Great Heavenly Master."

Zhang Quanfeng was slightly angry when he was told by He Ziyin. He looked at Luo Chen and Bai Tong beside him and said, "I won't mention this matter for now. I'm here to bring you news. Eight o'clock tomorrow night will be the time to announce the first list of spiritual beasts. At that time, except for Zhang Yuanming, all elders will gather in the Luotian Arena. That's when you act!"

After Zhang Quanfeng finished speaking, he turned around and left without stopping.

Yuan Qingming said: "I have agreed in advance. If you attack Longhu Mountain this time, if you fail, it has nothing to do with our Laoshan. If you dare to confess me, the remnants of the Changsheng Sect will kill you all in person!"

Luo Chen sneered: "Old guy, do you have this ability?"

"You!" Yuan Qingming's old face turned black, as if he was about to attack Luo Chen. Fortunately, Bai Tong stopped him in time.

At this time, He Ziyin said, "Don't worry, I know that your ideas are not enough to promote Longhu Mountain and make your Laoshan the most powerful sect now."

"I know that's it." Yuan Qingming said coldly.

"Don't worry," He Ziyin suddenly closed the folding fan and looked at the Zhenbao Pavilion in the distance, "Tomorrow night, a good show will be held."

...

The next morning, Yan Ning also got up early and practiced Tai Chi. In just a few days, Yan Ning learned well according to Hu Daoming's video.

After the third set of boxing, Yan Ning stopped because he found that he was standing outside his far door.

"Not bad, not bad, it looks a little bit."

The person coming was Hu Daoming. At this time, Hu Daoming's face was covered with stubble, with a wine gourd on his waist, and there were several stains in the white practice suit. It was obvious that yesterday he went to drink with Kongyu monk Zhang Daofeng and others.

"Why are you here?" Yan Ning asked.

"Your lower plate is unstable, your punches are too stiff, and your facial expressions are not devoted enough." Hu Daoming was not in a hurry to answer Yan Ning's question, but instead pointed out Yan Ning's faults on his own.

Yan Ning was speechless. What facial expressions would he have when he was doing boxing?

"Have you forgotten what you promised me before? My Tai Chi was not taught to you in vain." Hu Daoming suddenly lowered his voice and said.

Yan Ning then remembered the incident in Zhenbao Pavilion, smiled suddenly and said, "Why, Brother Meng has a plan?"

"Of course!" Hu Daoming smiled, pulled Yan Ning to sit at the stone table, and said, "I heard that when I was drinking with Nanfeng yesterday, it was the time to announce the first list of spiritual beasts. At that time, everyone in Longhu Mountain except for the fourth elder Zhang Yuanming will be present. In other words, that is, that is, the time is when the Zhenbao Pavilion lacks the least attention!"

After hearing this, Yan Ning couldn't help but get ready to go: "What do you mean, where do we do it?"

"Otherwise!" Hu Daoming took out an Ultraman's mask from his sleeve and put it on his face: "Look, in order not to be recognized by them, I have even bought a mask."

Hu Daoming was wearing Ultraman's mask and still gestured with Ultralight in his hand. Yan Ning was ashamed and didn't know if this strange uncle could be reliable.

If Yan Ning heard him and sneaked into the Zhenbao Pavilion, but this guy suddenly made him report him, wouldn't that be miserable?

"What are you talking about this early?"

At this time, Zhuang Xiaoya, who was sleepy, opened the window, poked her head out, and asked while rubbing her eyes.

"Ahem, there's nothing!" Hu Daoming stood up, gave Yan Ning a few winks, and ran out of the yard directly, not knowing where to go for fun.

"Why is he here again?" Zhuang Xiaoya saw Hu Daoming's figure clearly and said unhappily.

Yan Ning coughed twice, not preparing to tell Zhuang Xiaoya about the two of them being prepared to rob Zhenbao Pavilion, so he said, "It was me who saw Brother Meng outside the yard and asked him to give me some advice on my Tai Chi."

"It's only the hour now..." Zhuang Xiaoya gave Yan Ning a blank look, closed the window again, and went back to take a break.

During this sleep, Zhuang Xiaoya slept until noon. When she woke up, she found that Yan Ning and Miao Dabao Wang Tianci were also staying in the yard. It turned out that they were not interested in going to Luotian Arena to watch the semi-finals of the Tianswalking Python.

But from Tang Zixuan who came later, he learned that without any suspense, the Swallowing Heaven Python had defeated its opponent in the morning and successfully advanced to the finals.

In other words, in the afternoon, it was the last battle between Miao Dabao and the Swallowing Heaven Python.

After lunch, Tang Zixuan, Mo Yuchen and Zhang Quan and the other two, visited Yan Ning's yard again and led Yan Ning and his group to the Luotian Da Ceremony.
Chapter completed!