Chen Zhao did not tell the twenty-third generation of Blood Mary about this.

The mask shop not far away kept carrying out some things.

Everything is packed.

The twenty-third generation of Blood Mary was in a hurry to deal with it.

Chen Zhao did not stay here, but instead left with Xiao Gelin.

Passing through the coastal park, the lights are dim.

There are many tourists, which looks like the coastal city in China.

Not far away, a beautiful and charming woman sat cross-legged on the stone pier.

Chen Zhao walked over to the woman.

He came to the stone pier and looked up at the woman.

"Long time no see." Chen Zhao took the initiative to say hello.

Woman wearing jeans, suspender strapless top, and one hand supporting her chin.

Three thousand worries are falling over the shoulders and waist.

The face is slightly decorated, but it gives people an extremely charming look.

"I was surprised. I didn't expect that we would meet again in this way." The woman said lightly.

"I didn't expect that we would meet, it was fate."

Chen Zhao was also smiling faintly, his eyes fell on the woman's waist, and the fox mask could be faintly seen under his hair.

"Thank you for getting this mask for me."

Chen Zhao was slightly surprised: "The mask is hanging there, anyone can get it, I can't think of a reason to thank me."

"Your daughter is the way to attract people, you are the Dharma-breaker. I waited in that store for three days and couldn't find this mask until you and your daughter appeared."

"You mean, did this mask have been subjected to some kind of magic?"

"Um."

"So what does this mask mean to you?"

"The words of Qingqiu, the white bones are mourning, the yellow sand is boundless, singing the yellow beams in the dream, the journey to find the return is long, fearing that the mirage is misty, and the eyes are swaying in tears."

"What's the name of this poem? I haven't heard it before, is there any more?"

Chen Zhao really has no research on poetry, songs and essays.

What women sing is even more unheard of.

"Forget it, you ordinary person, I don't want to talk to you anymore."

Chen Zhao curled his lips, Ma Dan, just because I have never heard of this poem, I say I am a vulgar? That's too much.

The woman stood up and said, "I'm leaving."

"Okay, goodbye."

"I made those masks, ordinary gadgets. After coming out of the seal, I learned some craftsmanship in Japan... Did you throw them away?"

The woman looked at Chen Zhao with some dissatisfaction.

"No." Chen Zhao took out the mask, which he had placed in the space ring before.

The woman nodded with satisfaction.

"Your daughter is so talented, how about being a disciple for me?"

"hehe……"

"If you don't want to, you won't want to be so sarcastic."

The woman is dissatisfied, and Chen Zhao will not accommodate her.

Although they are not considered enemies who will never die, they are not friends either.

What's more, this woman is notorious and letting her daughter be her apprentice have no future.

The woman pulled a strand of black hair from her head.

"I gave it to your daughter."

"I've seen stingy people, but I haven't seen such stingy people." Chen Zhao twitched his cheeks: "Did you make gold with your hair? Guanyin Bodhisattva gave the monkey at least three hairs, so you gave one hair?"

"My hair is the secret method of Qingqiu, and it is not in vain."

"What's the use?"

"As long as you use this hair to make an ornament and wear it on your body, you won't deceive your feelings."

Chen Zhao was a little stunned, then licked his face and accepted his hair happily.

"I have a daughter, and I plan to have more children in the future. Your hair volume seems to be good..."

The woman sucked her cheeks and turned into a wisp of blue smoke.

"Damn, I ran so fast."

Chen Zhao murmured in reminiscing about the lyrics the woman sang just now.

This woman is so inexplicable.

Or is there something hidden in this poem?

If literally, it is like stating the inner monologue of a person looking for a way home.

Tamamomae is looking for a way home?

Qingqiu Ci, according to legend, the hometown of the Nine-tailed Fox is Qingqiu.

However, according to the research of modern scholars, the legendary Qingqiu's current geographical location should be in Gaoqing County, Heze, Shandong.

Where does the Yellow Sands come from in Shandong?

Forget it, anyway, this has nothing to do with me, so I don’t think so much.

Chen Zhao shook his head, this was not what he was good at.

Even Fali may be better than herself.

Fali's mouth began to study metaphysics and the ancient Chinese mythical theory from Feng Shui.

Let's talk to Fali to see if she can find anything.

The second day is the final trial of the Battle of the Holy Glory.

All participants will be on the final stage.

All teams are broken up and draw lots, so you may draw your own team companions during the draw lots.

Of course, even when drawing lots, there are no magical powers.

As long as you have the ability, it is possible even if you get a bye.

This way of drawing lots seems to be cheating, but it actually gives some people a chance.

Some people are just not good at fighting, and they have worked hard to overcome many difficulties.

Now that they are best at the project and are prohibited from using what they are good at, the trial of the Battle of the Holy Glory will be meaningless, and it will be enough to set up a ring at the beginning.

The reason why the Battle of the Holy Glory has become a grand event in the supernatural world is that the title of the Holy Glory once in ten years is not just the selection of the strongest combat power.

It is true that the strongest combat power has great advantages, just like the church team, the members led by Matthew are extremely powerful and have few opponents.

So they are the seed team of this battle of the Holy Glory.

But there are several seed teams, but there are also many dark horse teams.

In short, the Eight Immortals cross the sea and each show their magical powers.

No one can say anything if he has the ability to reach the end with his own ability and stand in the final arena.

The venue for the final trial was not the previous Four Seasons Hall, but another strange space.

This is a grassland, vast and boundless.

Chen Zhao was even surprised when he came to this strange space with Xiao Ge Lin in his arms.

In terms of area, this strange space is even larger than the wasteland collection.

Of course, in terms of scale, it is definitely not as good as the wasteland collection.

The wasteland collection is a masterpiece that has been completed by the efforts of countless psychics over the past thousand years.

And the different space they are in is very simple.

There is only lush turf and the sunshine projected from the real world.

And there were constant psychics coming in from outside.

These psychics who came in were almost the same as Chen Zhao, and they were all audiences.

Participants in the Battle of the Holy Glory came in here last night.

They came here first, mainly to get familiar with the environment.

At this moment, a figure appeared in the sky.

The figure appeared from the light source, and the figure looked extremely majestic under the light source.

"It's Grandpa Tianshi..." Little Ge Lin shouted at the figure in the sky.

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