"Do you really want to fight for the winning position?" Bai Xiaotian couldn't help but say with some concern when he saw that he really wanted to compete.
After all, there can only be one winner, and it is not difficult to predict how fierce the competition will be. Although Shen Luo is not weak, it is still difficult for him to defeat a late Mahayana cultivator based on his current cultivation level.
Moreover, there must be many people like Huang Yi among the cultivators of various races participating in the competition. If Shen Luo wants to compete, the risk is not small.
"Don't worry, I'm not a rookie who doesn't know the importance of things. I will act according to circumstances after entering and will not be reckless." Shen Luo slapped him and said with a smile.
"Alas, this time my master has expressly forbade me to join in the fun, otherwise I would have gone in with you." Bai Xiaotian said with a sigh.
"Brother, your master doesn't allow you to go, but my master didn't say that he wouldn't let me go. Brother Shen, how about I..."
"no."
Before Bai Xiaoyun could finish his words, he was interrupted by Shen Luo and Bai Xiaotian at the same time.
"You are only in the middle stage of out-of-body state now. Why are you joining in the fun? Are you in a hurry to give yourself away?" Bai Xiaotian said unhappily.
"If I listen to your brother, I'll be fine." Shen Luo smiled and added.
"All right… "
Bai Xiaoyun saw that Shen Luo and the other person were playing the good cop and the bad cop respectively, and their attitudes were very obvious, so he immediately lost interest in arguing.
…
Time flies and half a month has passed.
More and more news about the Three Realms Martial Arts Competition came out, and it became a hot topic in Chang'an City.
The monks and common people who came to watch the excitement in and outside the city talked about the news of the Three Realms Martial Arts Competition after dinner. Many chambers of commerce in the city have opened handicaps to attract people to bet on which tribe of monks will eventually become the winner of the first Three Realms Martial Arts Competition
The least favored among them is naturally the human race.
In Yongyangfang, south of Chang'an City, there is an inconspicuous Qingfeng Temple. The gate of the temple is closed all year round and is rarely open to the public.
At this moment, outside the red lacquered wooden door, a man in green clothes was pressing the bronze beast ring on the door and knocking on it a few times.
A burst of hurried footsteps came from inside the door, followed by a "creaky" sound, and the wooden door quickly opened.
"May you be blessed with infinite happiness, Senior Brother Shen, please come in." A Taoist boy with a childish face walked out from the door, raised his palm and bowed, saying.
"Do you recognize me?" The man outside the door was Shen Luo, who asked with some surprise.
"We don't receive guests in Qingfeng Temple on weekdays, and generally no outsiders come. Besides, the master reminded us the other day that you would come." The Taoist boy explained.
Shen Luo understood and didn't say anything more. He followed the Taoist boy into the courtyard.
Qingfeng Temple was built in the extremely expensive Chang'an City. It covers a small area, but despite its small size, it has everything, such as the Lingguan Hall and the Sanqing Hall.
Led by the Taoist boy, Shen Luo soon arrived at the Sanqing Hall at the back, and immediately saw the purple-bearded Taoist Chen Shiyuan who was burning incense to the Three Pure Ones in the hall.
It was he who went to Chunqiu Temple and told Shen Luo that he would participate in the Three Realms Martial Arts Conference.
Beside Chen Shiyuan stood a skinny old man in a grey Taoist robe with a respectful look. He seemed to be the abbot of Qingfeng Temple.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, please come in." After offering incense, Chen Shiyuan turned around and saw Shen Luo standing outside the door, and greeted him hurriedly.