Su Yi understood Xi Wuqing's words, ancient wooden boxes, Nebula Ganoderma lucidum, and now everyone in Zhongzhou City knows that it is safe in Zhongzhou City at present, but it may not be possible after the Holy Martial Arts Conference.

Many strong men must have been watching in secret, and the Holy Mountain is no exception.

"Tomorrow is the Holy Martial Arts Conference, be prepared. Let's talk about it after the Holy Martial Arts Conference is over. Beware of the people in the Holy Martial Arts Conference that will take action in the Holy Martial Arts Conference!"

Xi Wuqing said that tomorrow is the Holy Martial Arts Conference, and everything will be discussed after the Holy Martial Arts Conference. Of course, the local Holy Mountain Association will also take action in the Holy Martial Arts Conference.

"I'm really looking forward to it when taking action in the Holy Martial Arts Conference!"

Su Yi's eyes were looking forward to it. If he really took action at the Holy Martial Arts Conference, he would be really not afraid.

The Holy Martial Arts Conference is only attended by the younger generation. Su Yi is really not afraid of the younger generation of the Holy Mountain. If the Holy Mountain has the intention to take action, Su Yi will never be polite.

"At the Holy Martial Arts Conference, we are not afraid of the Holy Mountain taking action openly, but we are afraid of the Holy Mountain coming to the darkness. Those so-called big sects look grand, and secretly they are all sinister and shameless!"

Xi Wuqing reminded Su Yi that those big sects are not as open and upright as they appear.

Su Yi had no reservations about Xi Wuqing's words.

Su Yi has personally experienced the shamelessness and insidiousness of the Holy Mountain.

"At the Holy Martial Arts Conference, everyone was watching. Even if the Holy Mountain wanted to be insidious and shameless, I was afraid that it would be scruples."

Su Yi said that at the Holy Martial Arts Conference, everyone must be concerned about what the people in the Holy Mountain want to do.

Xi Wuqing looked at Su Yi, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said, "You probably don't know the entire process of the Holy Martial Arts Conference."

"Well……."

Su Yi was stunned, shook his head at Xi Wuqing, smiled embarrassedly, and said, "I really don't know this."

"The Holy Martial Arts Conference is two days in total, and it is divided into two processes. You must first go to the Holy Martial Arts Secret Realm. You must break out of the Holy Martial Arts Secret Realm in one day and one night. Only the thirty-two people who break out of the Holy Martial Arts Secret Realm can be qualified to participate in the second day's true duel. But in the Holy Martial Arts Secret Realm, there is no one monitoring it, and this is the territory of the Holy Martial Arts and the three gates of the Five Sects. If the Holy Martial Arts does something at that time, no one will know."

Xi Wuqing informed Su Yi of the procedures of the Holy Martial Arts Conference that no one in the Holy Martial Arts Secret Realm could monitor it.

The Holy Martial Secret Realm is the territory of the Holy Mountain and the Five Sects and Three Gates.

If the Holy Mountain wants to do what it is inside, no one can know.

Immediately, Xi Wuqing continued to inform Su Yi that the Holy Martial Secret Realm, outside Zhongzhou City, was a powerful means of soul master arrangement, used to test the true strength of the younger generation participating in the Holy Martial Conference.

Only the thirty-two people who first broke through the Holy Martial Secret Realm can participate in the final real showdown, which is the real gaochao of the Holy Martial Conference.

The last thirty-two people are the peak of the real young generation in Zhongzhou!

And in the Holy Martial Secret Realm, if the people in the Holy Mountain want to do something, they will be unpredictable!

"Everyone can enter the Holy Martial Secret Realm?" Su Yi asked.

"That's not, the Holy Martial Arts Conference can only be attended by the younger generation." Xi Wuqing said.

"Then I'm really looking forward to it. It's better not to really mess with me, otherwise, I don't mind charging a little interest first!"

Su Yi's eyes were filled with coldness. Since only the younger generation could participate in the Holy Martial Secret Realm, there was no need to worry too much.

Among the younger generation, Su Yi is really not afraid.

If the Holy Mountain wants to use any insidious means, Su Yi would not mind letting the Holy Mountain pay some price first.

"Anyway, be careful."

Xi Wuqing reminded Su Yi, thinking that Su Yi is not an easy guy to mess with, he felt relieved. It would be better for the younger generation to deal with this kid.

"Don't worry."

Su Yi nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then said to Xi Wuqing: "The Nebula Ganoderma lucidum should be used urgently. If it is not urgently used, I will put it in that space at that time. Perhaps the Nebula Ganoderma lucidum will have a stronger effect."

"It's not urgent, it's better to put it in your space."

Xi Wuqing didn't hesitate much, knowing the wonders of the space on Su Yi's body. The obvious level of the Blue Blood Spirit Ginseng is in that space.

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Su Yi nodded. At that time, Nebula Ganoderma lucidum would not be able to escape in the mysterious space.

"Of course, our bet remains unchanged. If you want to enter the top two, I will join your Overlord Sect!" Then, Xi Wuqing smiled and said.

"Wait."

Su Yi smiled, and there was a sense of fighting in his eyes. He was still a young man. Tomorrow, the peak event of the young generation in Zhongzhou would make his body feel a little excited, and the desire to fight in his eyes was surging. This will be the first real verification since he walked out of Mancheng!

"Go to rest early!"

Then Xi Wuqing left and let Su Yi have a good rest.

Tomorrow is the Holy Martial Arts Conference. This is a grand event in the entire Zhongzhou. Xi Wuqing is also looking forward to it. How far can this kid go to this Holy Martial Arts Conference?

A moment later, in the room, the moonlight projected from the window and poured on Su Yi, thus crossing it with a hazy layer of divine light.

On the bed, Su Yi sat cross-legged, picked up the mysterious wooden box in his hand and looked at it.

The wooden box is mottled and ancient, without any fluctuations in its breath.

But no matter what Su Yi used, he could not open it at all. He injected energy and shined with light. The wooden box suddenly weighed more than 10,000 kilograms.

"What a powerful seal ban, it's still so powerful after thousands of years!"

Su Yi was amazed that this ancient wooden box had been around for at least thousands of years, and the sealing restrictions arranged were still so powerful, which showed that it was powerful, but it could not be opened. The wooden box was equivalent to a piece of waste wood, no difference.

What's more, even if it is the inheritance of the powerful man from the Demon Sect inside, Su Yi would not be particularly interested.

Putting away the wooden box, Su Yi had some confusion in his mind.

There have been many things happening in Zhongzhou City these days. I met people from the Holy Mountain again. I accidentally planted willows at this auction, which seemed to have caused a lot of trouble.

Su Yi knew it in his mind. It seemed that after the Holy Martial Arts Conference, a lot of trouble would come.

"What are you thinking?"

Su Xiaoshuai lay beside Su Yi, holding his little head up, and his dripping eyes turned, looking at Su Yi quietly.

"The soldiers come and the generals block the water and the soil, and I didn't think of anything."

Su Yi stretched his waist and then patted Su Xiaoshuai's little head.

"Can I attend the mysterious Holy Martial Arts Conference tomorrow? It seems very interesting."
Chapter completed!