"you……"

Wang Dong wanted to speak but stopped, and finally he could only sigh and glar at Zhan Wuque.

In his opinion, if Zhan Wuque had not necessarily entered Tianji Peak, how could Bai Xue go astray if he could listen to his advice?

All of this is blamed on Zhan Wuque!

Wang Dong is extremely annoyed when he sees Zhan Wuque now.

"The competition is over, and the rewards will be distributed!"

The deacon shouted loudly, taking out a white jade bottle from his arms, and even his eyes could not help but show a hint of envy.

"Half drop of Yuan liquid!"

"Zhan Wuque, come forward and receive the prize, this is what you deserve."

The deacon said with a smile.

Regardless of the rest, Zhan Wuque won the first place this time with his real talent and knowledge, so the reward is naturally his.

"Hmph, I've become a useless person. I'm still wasting such a good thing!"

"It makes sense. This half drop of Yuan Liquid is a good baby that is priceless in the outside world and is hard to find. It's a pity!"

"If this kid hadn't emerged, this half drop of Yuan Liquid should have been Tang Ying's. With this Yuan Liquid, Tang Ying would definitely be able to break through to Emperor Wu."

...

Everyone in the audience whispered.

The speaker is unintentional, and the listener is intentional. Wang Dong's eyes flashed darkly, thinking that what they said makes sense.

If there is this half drop of Yuan Liquid, with Tang Ying's background, the probability of breaking through to Emperor Wu would be at least 70%.

With his help from the side, his success rate reached at least 90%.

Wang Dong looked at Zhan Wuque and made a secret decision in his heart.

"Second place..."

"Third place..."

The top ten disciples in the competition went on stage to receive the awards.

Everyone receives different prizes, but the level of cherishing is gradually decreasing.

The warrior ranked tenth is the worst prize, while the prizes in Zhan Wuque's hands are the best.

In addition, each of them has a reward for contribution points.

Zhan Wuque's contribution points were the highest, with more than 3,000. Tang Ying, the second one, had only two thousand. The fewer the farther he went, the less he was, and the worst tenth place was only two hundred.

But they all looked happy, and I think this contribution is a huge sum of money for them.

Zhan Wuque was speechless and hung the identity token at his waist.

With his current contribution points in the token, how could he look at this little?

"Okay, the rewards have been distributed. Tomorrow morning, the top ten will gather in the Refining Temple!"

The tenth elder stood up and said.

"Sheng Refining Temple," Zhan Wuque's eyes showed a hint of splendor.

It is the place where the fallen masters of all generations can be realized and the soul can be trained.

He felt a little expectant.

"Master, Ling'er is gone."

"Young Master, Fei Xue is gone, too."

Ling'er, Ling Feixue and Long Jiaojiao sent a message.

"Yeah, go."

Zhan Wuque replied.

Soon, everyone from Jade Girl Peak followed Leng Shuang away.

Wang Dong glanced at Zhan Wuque with an inexplicable look and took the people away.

"Let's go, let's go back to Tianji Peak," the old Taoist smiled.

Zhan Wuque's face was calm, but Bai Xue looked depressed.

Until I saw Tianji Peak, this depression was amplified to the extreme.

Desolation and overgrown weeds are the true portrayal of Tianji Peak.

As a result, the energy of Tianji Peak gradually became thinner. Not to mention the elders and disciples, even the servants were unwilling to come.

The Tianji Peak was unscrupulous, and over time, it looked like a barren mountain.

Even there is no peak protection formation.

It can be said that it is extremely shabby.

Bai Xue was full of regret. If she knew it would be the result, she would not agree to follow Zhan Wuque if she had killed her.

It's too late to regret now.

Zhan Wuque doesn't matter.

He just had a name for himself, and when he was practicing, he returned to Chixiao Peak, it had no effect at all.

"Master of Peak!"

A slim figure flew from a distance.

This is a girl who looks about the same age as Zhan Wuluo. She has snow-white skin, thin eyebrows and big eyes, long icy blue hair, and two dimples when she smiles. In addition, the girl has a petite figure, which makes her look extremely cute.

"Qianqian, you are here," the old Taoist smiled, "Come here quickly and introduce you to the two disciples I just recruited today."

The old Taoist looked at Zhan Wuque and the others, "Her name is Murong Qianqian, and she is one of the only seven remaining disciples."

Speaking of this, the old Taoist looked a little lonely.

There are only seven disciples in the huge peak, so I can't say it.

"Master Peak, the third senior brother and the other four... I have left just now, and now only my senior brother and the sixth junior brother are left."

Murong Qianqian sighed.

"Forget it, go up first," the old Taoist smiled bitterly. After going out, he finally recruited two people, but unexpectedly four people left.

"Things of the world are unpredictable," the old Taoist sighed and brought a few people to the Tianji Peak Hall. According to the convention, the identity tokens of Zhan Wuque and Bai Xue were changed to the words "Inner disciple", and the three small characters "Tianji Peak" were engraved in the corner.

"There are several sets of robes for inner disciples, and there are two Xuan-level mid-grade weapons and some cultivation resources," the old Taoist handed the two storage bags to the two, pointed to the map on the counter and said, "This is the map of the top of Tianji Peak. You can find your own residence. If you don't understand any place you don't understand in cultivation, you can come and ask me."

Zhan Wuque took the storage bag and nodded slightly, but didn't take it to heart.

Based on his memories of his previous life, he did not need the guidance of the old Taoist, but he was almost the same in guiding the old Taoist.

"Master of Peak!"

Just as Zhan Wuque was about to leave, two young male warriors walked in.

The leader was tall, with an ordinary face, a little dark skin, and thick joints on both hands, like a coach from the Secular Martial Arts School. His eyes flashed from time to time and his breath was quite good.

The man behind him was dressed as a scholar, with a hand-cranked folding fan, and a white dress, with a somewhat arrogant expression.

These two are the eldest and sixth junior brothers of Tianji Peak.

"Are they the disciples they just received today?"

The two looked at Zhan Wuque.

Zhan Wuque was directly ignored by them, his eyes fell on Bai Xue, and his lust was suddenly released and he could no longer move.

"What a beautiful woman!"

The two were shocked and then ecstatic.

There are only two male disciples on Tianji Peak. Wouldn't they get the moon first when they get close to the water?

No, there is one more!

The two looked at Zhan Wuque together, with bad eyes in their eyes.

"Master Feng, I have something to do, so I'll take it back first."

Zhan Wuque gave up his hand.

"Okay, if you don't have any accidents, remember to come on time."

The old Taoist does not forget to remind him.

Zhan Wuque nodded slightly and turned into a stream of light to leave the hall.

For him, it’s just a process to enter Tianji Peak. It doesn’t matter which peak he enters, because he is going to go out of the sect in the near future and may not come back for a long time.

Calculate the time, Senluo Valley has about two months left to open, so he needs to go out and find some treasures that will help break through the realm of King Wu.

In addition, Lu Qiaoqiao and his others have been missing for a while. He had asked someone to search for it in the Tianlong Empire but failed. Now, they are likely to be away from the border countries.

Go out and ask some Qingzhou forces to secretly find their whereabouts.

After the refining temple ends tomorrow, Zhan Wuque is ready to leave.

But the plan could not keep up with the changes. He had just stepped down from Tianji Peak and was blocked.
Chapter completed!