"Senior, what kind of thanks do you want?"
Li Heng didn't seem surprised, and looked at him with a smile.
"Well, your kid is on the road," the Lord patted Li Heng's shoulder with satisfaction, "The old man knows that your kid is not stingy, but the old man doesn't want your things, you only have to promise the old man one thing."
Li Heng thought for a while, and said, "Senior wants me to help the Eastern Palace stand out in this intercontinental competition?"
"how do you know?"
The Lord asked in surprise.
"Senior, my lover and friends are all disciples of the Eastern Palace. They will all participate in the Intercontinental Grand Competition. I will naturally help, but," Li Heng said frankly, "I represent the Holy Land of Luoxia. Dabi is when the Falling Clouds Holy Land rises."
Li Heng's expression was faint, but his tone was extremely confident. The Lord was stunned for a long time, and then sighed long: "I regret it, I didn't meet you earlier. If you can follow the old man as a teacher, it will be more than a blessing for the old man."
Nan Lingzi didn't know when he came over and said, "Master, today's registration has started. I plan to take my eldest brother and the others to visit Nanjun City. I heard that the city chief will come out in person today. Do you want to join in the fun?"
The saint curled his mouth and waved his hand: "If you don't go, you can't go, Liu Cheng is very good. It's not worthwhile to cheat a few bottles of immortal medicine from the old man every time."
"Then we'll leave first, it's not too early."
Nan Lingzi stabbed Li Heng and said with a smile.
The saint nodded first, and then suddenly thought of something, he pulled Li Heng back, and whispered: "You have already agreed to what you said just now, no matter what the Luoxia Holy Land is, but this time the East Palace must be Enter the third round of competition!"
"Senior don't worry."
Nan Lingzi pretended to turn her head inadvertently, and after realizing that the master had already left, she immediately asked Li Heng, "Why is he looking for you? Isn't there anything else?"
"No," Li Heng shook his head, and naturally changed the subject, "Is the registration of the Intercontinental Grand Tournament at the City Lord's Mansion in Nanjun City?"
"In fact, it is not. The Intercontinental Grand Tournament rotates once every 100 years. This year it happens to be the turn of the Northern Ju Luzhou Southern County," Nan Lingzi explained: "The city lord of Nanjun City has just taken office, and he is not very old. This time I may want to borrow. The machine showed up."
The sixty-eight contestants in the East Palace, including Nan Lingzi and Mo, all had to go to Nanjun City to register in person, so the East Palace prepared a lot of carriages.
Nan Lingzi checked all the carriages and selected the most stable and cleanest for Li Heng. He ran to the back and mingled with the outer disciples.
South County Town.
Li Heng raised his hand and yawned, looking at the city gate in a daze, "Why are you in line today?"
"It must be the disciple of the nearby sect that has arrived."
Nan Lingzi stood on the carriage, stretched her neck, and replied while watching.
"Let's go to the side entrance," he said, jumping from the carriage. "It is estimated that hundreds of people are queuing. We have to wait until it gets dark. Go in through the side entrance and go directly to the courtyard. Let's sign up tomorrow."
"Let's go."
Li Heng turned decisively, and suddenly he noticed something out of the corner of his eye, the young man who had been forgotten in the black pot by him at this moment, slowly woke up.
Mo looked at Mu strangely. I don't know why he suddenly stopped. Nan Lingzi had already ran to the back to notify her fellow apprentice brother. She noticed something was wrong, and she was vigilant for 4 weeks, but she didn't notice anything unusual.
Li Heng gave him a gesture and asked Mo to go directly into the carriage to rest, but he turned and walked into the line of people.
At this time, people who can reach Nanjun City must be Xianzong with a distance of less than ten thousand li. There are very few sects that can keep pace with the Eastern Palace within ten thousand li, but there is a very gorgeous carriage in the crowd, and there is no obvious sign on it. But you can tell at a glance that the people in the car must be rich.
Li Heng stopped at a distance of 10 meters from the carriage. The people in the carriage seemed to be aware of it. They opened the curtain and looked out, and soon found him.