Chapter 1,211 The battle for the map
Next, these monks began to chat about some rumors and secrets, and Qin Nan listened with interest.
In the country of demigods, apart from the inconvenience of traveling, there is no force like the Shadow Tower that specializes in intelligence. There are many major events, such as the battle of the emperor, the fall of the emperor, etc., only a few people know about it, and most of them know about it. No one knows.
Only a shocking event such as the Emperor Zheng and the Conferring of Gods, transcending the rules of martial arts, and the battle of the Martial Gods can cause a sensation in the entire demigod country.
Suddenly, a powerful aura surged at the door of the restaurant.
Many monks present, including Qin Nan, looked up.
After all, in this restaurant, there is a mixture of good and bad, and there are many strong people. Most people simply don't dare to be so high-profile.
All I saw was that the person emitting the breath was a young man wearing a golden robe with a wooden plaque around his waist. The young man's eyes were filled with pride and no concealment.
Behind the young man, there were five other people, and the aura exuding from each of them was extremely distinct.
Except for this young man, the other five people are all disciples from the eight ancient tribes.
"Who is this young man?"
"I've never heard of him, but the people behind him are all inner disciples of the eight ancient clans."
"This young man is walking in front. It seems that his status is more noble. No wonder he is so high-profile."
The monks around the restaurant were all whispering. Although some people were quite unhappy, they didn't say much.
"Xiaoxian?"
Qin Nan's eyes showed surprise.
Among the five people behind this young man, one of them was Zhan Xiaoxian.
"Brother Duan Qing? Are you here too?"
Zhan Xiaoxian turned around and looked with a look of surprise on his face.
"Well, why are you here now?"
Qin Nan asked, Zhan Xiaoxian's status in the Zhan Clan is considered to be medium, so logically speaking, he can enter the Mysterious Realm.
"Hehe, my father didn't allow me to participate and asked me to retreat. I didn't like it, so I sneaked out."
The smile on Zhan Xiaoxian's face became even brighter.
"Xiaoxian, who is this?"
The young man who released his breath before asked with a frown, and there was a hint of hostility in his eyes as he glanced at Qin Nan.
Originally, with his status, he could follow his clan members and go directly to the Mysterious Realm, but in order to be with Zhan Xiaoxian, he deliberately came here early.
But what makes the young man unhappy is that he paid such a high price for Zhan Xiaoxian, and Zhan Xiaoxian was also lukewarm towards him, but Zhan Xiaoxian was actually so affectionate towards the strange young man in front of him.
"Everyone, this is Brother Duan Qing, a very powerful pupil master. Brother Duan Qing, this is Holden, the son of an elder from the Lost Medicine Garden. This is the Australian Shark from the Blood Clan, the Ghost Clan... "
Zhan Xiaoxian introduced them one by one.
"The person who lost the medicine garden? This is Duan Qing."
Qin Nan's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he cupped his fists at Huo Dun.
This was the first time he met the disciples of the Lost Medicine Garden in the land of demigods.
He didn't know why, but after knowing that Huo Dun was a disciple of the Lost Medicine Garden, he didn't have much ill feelings toward Huo Dun.
"A powerful pupil master? I don't know who Master Duan Qing is, and who is his disciple? And in what force is he in?"
Huo Dun watched Qin Nan clasping his fists, but turned a deaf ear. Instead, he asked, with a thorn in his words.
"Without any sect, I learn from Holy Master Qinglong."
Qin Nan smiled lightly.
"Without any sect? Not even joining the three major forces? Xiaoxian, I'm not telling you, you must be cautious when making friends, otherwise, you will suffer a big loss!"
Huo Dun looked at Qin Nan with a hint of disdain in his eyes.
It’s just that he has no family or sect. As for the Holy Lord Qinglong, he has never heard of it, and there is no word "Great Emperor" in his name. It can be seen that the Holy Lord Qinglong is by no means a great emperor.
As a result, with his status, Huo Dun naturally looked down on Qin Nan.
The five disciples of the ancient clan looked cold after hearing these words, and they did not even say hello to Qin Nan.
Qin Nan looked as usual, but the good impression he had on Huo Dun disappeared completely.
"Huo Dun, stop talking nonsense to me. Otherwise, I won't be polite if you blame me."
Zhan Xiaoxian's face turned cold.
"you… "
Huo Dun looked angry. He didn't expect that Zhan Xiaoxian would treat him like this just for a mere Duan Qing.
"That's all, let's stop talking. Let's go to the private room on the fourth floor. I'm treating you today."
Huo Dun suppressed his anger, glanced at Qin Nan coldly, and smiled.
"Brother Duan Qing, shall we go there together?"
Zhan Xiaoxian asked quickly.
When Huo Dun heard this, his chest felt tight again.
"I won't go, you can just play."
Qin Nan waved his hand.
"this… "
Zhan Xiaoxian wanted to say something else, but seeing the look in Qin Nan's eyes, he had no choice but to nod.
Anyway, after entering the Eternal Battlefield, it will still be a long time, and she can still go to Brother Duan Qing.
"You're quite sensible."
Huo Dun breathed a sigh of relief, glared at Qin Nan, and whispered in a low voice. After saying that, he, Zhan Xiaoxian and others went to the fourth floor of the restaurant.
Qin Nan was quite speechless. He didn't expect that Huo Dun would be so arrogant and domineering, and treat him like this just because of such a small detail.
"However, I wonder if the princess will come this time?"
Qin Nan thought of something and his mood instantly improved, with a hint of expectation.
What has become of the princess today
Afterwards, Qin Nan left the restaurant, found an ancient tree, sat cross-legged, and practiced.
Time passes slowly, and the closer we get to the opening of the Eternal Battlefield, the more monks are coming from all directions.
Even during this period, some monks were unhappy with each other and even fought.
Finally, when dawn broke the next day, the mysterious white door on the top of the mountain suddenly made a slight trembling sound.
This caused thousands of monks around the mountain to instantly notice something, and all their spiritual thoughts came out.
"The eternal battlefield is about to begin."
"Tsk tsk, it will take some time before it really starts. Now the battle for the map has to start, right?"
One voice after another resounded.
Qin Nan, who was practicing in seclusion, opened his eyes at this time and looked at the giant door on the top of the mountain.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred.
A huge sheet of white mist blew out from the distant woods, and pitch-black birds flew into the sky with strange neighing sounds.
A graceful figure walked slowly from the white mist.
I don’t know why, but the footsteps of this figure were very light, but they were clearly heard in everyone’s ears.
"Time flies, and fifty years have passed."
"Fellow Taoists, I am Taoist Chou Crow. We have prepared 100 maps here. Are you interested in competing for them? If you are interested, please pay two thousand sacred stones, two thousand sacred stones..."
Qin Nan was quite interested in this Taoist Chou Crow and immediately turned his left eye to prepare to take a look.
However, the next moment, Qin Nan's expression suddenly turned cold.
Just now, the nine martial arts trees in his body seemed to sense something and trembled.
(End of chapter)