"Senior Sister Youlan, please wait here for me."
After saying this, Wu Chen ran away.
"Hey, Wu Chen, where are you going? Why don't you draw lots?"
Watching Wu Chen leave, Xia Youlan puffed up her cheeks, feeling puzzled, not knowing what this guy was going to do.
Wu Chen ran directly towards the group of people from the Savage Temple. When those people saw Wu Chen coming towards them, they all stopped.
"Hello, elder."
Those who are leading these people here are all at the elder level. As for the supreme elders of the major forces, they have already gone to discuss other matters with the people of Taiyi Sect, such as referees, post-match treatment of injured players, and so on. There are still many issues to be dealt with in an exchange conference of the holy land of immortals, and these issues are usually discussed and then handled by the supreme elders of the major forces.
"Who are you?"
A middle-aged man looked at Wu Chen. He didn't know this young man, but he looked like a contestant in this year's Immortal Holy Land Exchange Conference.
Wu Chen said: "Elder, I am a true disciple of Beichen Academy. I want to ask you about someone. Do you know Zhou Jie?"
"Zhou Jie, why are you asking about him?"
Zhou Jie is now a well-known figure in their Savage Temple.
Wu Chen said: "He and I are from the same place and are friends, so I wanted to ask you, did he not come to the Immortal Dao Holy Land Exchange Conference this time?"
The middle-aged man looked at Wu Chen and didn't find anything wrong, so he said, "Zhou Jie is in a critical period of retreat right now, so he can't come to participate in the Immortal Dao Holy Land Exchange Conference."
"Retreat?"
Wu Chen was shocked. He didn't expect that Zhou Jie was so crazy. In order to practice, he even didn't come to participate in the Immortal Holy Land Exchange Conference.
"Thank you, Elder."
Wu Chen turned around and returned to the camp of the Beichen Academy disciples. As for Zhou Jie, he didn't have to worry. The other party was an earth spirit body and a favorite of heaven. The Savage Temple would definitely not treat him unfairly.
He was just about to draw lots when suddenly, there was an exclamation from the crowd.
"Who is this woman? She is so beautiful."
"Her name is Shunyan. She is a true disciple of Beichen Academy. She is one of the two most beautiful women in Dongxuan Territory, along with Yue Qingzhu from Tianxuan Holy Land."
"So she is Shunyan, no wonder."
All eyes were fixed on Shunyan. Such a peerless beauty was rare.
"Shun Yan?"
Wu Chen looked up and saw that it was Shun Yan who was drawing lots. He had an impression of this woman. It can be said that the reason why he chose Beichenyuan had something to do with this woman.
Soon, Shunyan drew a lot from the lottery pool, a set of number eight, which meant that she would compete in venue number one and her number was eight.
Smiling, Wu Chen also walked over. Compared to the others, fewer people paid attention to him. Firstly, he became famous relatively late, and relatively few people knew him, unlike Hua Yangfei and others who had been famous for a long time. Secondly, he had been in the different space for more than a year, and after he came out, he had been staying in Beichen Courtyard and had not walked around. Even those who originally knew him had basically forgotten his existence. Thirdly, his current cultivation was still very weak, only the sixth level of the Star Realm. In this Immortal Exchange Conference where there were so many strong people, he was basically at the bottom. Not many people paid attention to him, which was also a very normal thing.
However, he didn't care about that and walked straight over to the lottery pool.
"Wu Chen, why are you looking for people from the Savage Temple?"
Seeing Wu Chen coming back, Xia Youlan couldn't help but ask. She just saw Wu Chen go to the Savage Temple.
Looking at her, Wu Chen said, "Nothing."
Hearing this, although Xia Youlan was a little curious, she didn't ask too much. She was not the kind of person who liked to meddle in other people's business.
"Wu Chen, we have finished drawing lots, you should go too," Xia Youlan urged.
"Have you all finished drawing? Senior Sister Youlan, which group and which number are you from?"
Xia Youlan's face changed slightly, and she looked a little frustrated. She sighed, "Oh, my luck is bad. I'm number 20 in group three. I just asked around. There are a lot of masters in group three. It's not easy to advance."
Wu Chen comforted her, "Senior Sister Youlan, don't be discouraged. I believe in you. You will definitely be able to advance."
Xia Youlan said: "Thank you, no matter what, I will try my best and will not bring shame to our Beichen Academy."
Wu Chen didn't say anything. He walked towards the drawing pool and reached his hand in. After a while, a lot appeared in his hand.
Wu Chen picked it up and took a look. It was number 32 from group 5.
"Group five, good luck,"
Among the five groups, there are neither too many nor too few experts, and the difficulty level can only be considered medium.
Wu Chen shrugged. He didn't care about the groups and numbers. He just needed to get in step by step.
Wu Chen casually put the lot into the storage ring and didn't care about it anymore. After drawing the lot, everyone was free and just walked around and talked with others.
In the evening, the sky darkened, and it was covered with dark clouds. The entire Taiyi Gate seemed to be plunged into endless darkness. It was obvious that this was a sign that it was going to rain.
A flash of lightning, like a silver sword from the sky, cut through the sky and earth, broke free from the shackles, and came from ancient times.
The lightning was accompanied by rumbling thunder, low and gloomy, echoing through the heavens and earth, and the sky was singing along.
After the thunder, heavy rain poured down like the Milky Way in the sky collapsing. The sky was full of raindrops, like knives and swords, covering the earth.
The sky was very low, and dark clouds were rolling in the sky. Heavy rain suddenly swept down, covering the sky and the earth like a hurricane.
"It's raining so heavily."
Wu Chen stood quietly on the windowsill, looking at the drizzling rain outside the window, and his heart also calmed down.
On the road, one could vaguely see people speeding in the heavy rain, splashing with rain water, their bodies almost soaked.
The sky and earth were filled with solemnity and thunder roared, but the rain still showed no sign of stopping.
In the dim light, in a trance, Wu Chen seemed to see a fairy holding an oil-paper umbrella, walking slowly in the rain.
The woman in the rain, carrying a magic sword on her back, holding an oil-paper umbrella in her right hand, has long hair draped behind her like a waterfall, pouring down like water. Fine raindrops float slightly and run into her hair, one by one, crystal clear.
The mountain breeze blew, and the white skirt moved and danced in the wind. She walked slowly with light steps, like a fairy in the sky.
"Why is it her?"