Chapter 672: Long resemblance

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Zhan Taiqing’s heart sighed, and Liu Suifeng had nothing to do with Ning Qi. Just because he once killed the bandit leader in the Tianfeng Forest, he did not intend to humiliate Ning Qi, but he could not think of it. For the ever-increasing skyrocketing, even if the lord of the Qing dynasty, Mu Xingyu, is to give Ning Qi's face.
"Maybe Liu Shixiong can really become a foreign disciple of Yunqizong? After that, he can get more than ten times more cultivation resources than in Qingzong Zong, so that there is a possibility beyond Ningqi. Sex..."
Thinking of this, Zhan Taiqing Xuan smiled and said: "Brother, let's go find an inn, so as not to be too late to have a foot."
"Ok."
Liu will nod with the wind.
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Yunqicheng, the city's main government.
The owner of the city, Yun Jinghong, is also one of the deacons of Yun Qizong. However, he is the peak of the battle, and half of his feet have already entered the realm of fighting. The position of Yunzong is quite high, even if Shen Tu Yuanba sees him. It is also necessary to be polite, and therefore, will be sent here by the Tsing Yi elders to guard the city.
Looking at the lonely Wuhu and Ningqi, Yun Jinghong’s face is somewhat ugly:
The elders of Wuhu, this time the number of foreign disciples’ selection meetings is only more than ever, and Zongmen sent you alone to preside over how to host?

Wu Hu smiled: "Jinghong elders, we are two people."
Two people?
Yun Jinghong only looked at Ning Qi, suddenly, his face changed like a tiger! The same shock.
Because, he also found the fighting atmosphere of Ning Qi!
"You, are you Douzong? Are we the elders of the new deacons?"
Cloud Jinghong was surprised.
"Jinghong Elder, you misunderstood, he entered the Yunqizong only a few years, when the last foreign disciples selection conference, was accepted as a disciple by Shen Tuchang."
After seeing the surprised expression of Yun Jinghong, Wuhu smiled with satisfaction.
"what?"
Yun Jinghong is even more shocked. So, in front of this young fight, was it just a fighting king a few years ago? In just a few years, how did it become a doctrine?
"The elders of Jinghong, we have seen it last time."
Ning Qi smiled and said.
Last time in the city government, he met each other, but the other party should not recognize him.
Yun Jinghong quickly handed over the ceremony.
When the tiger saw this scene, the smugness of the corner of the mouth was even worse. He had long seen the cloud stunned, and the elders of the deacon, the arrogant singer of the cloud, only when faced with the elders of Tsing Yi, will they show a trace of humility. But now, he immediately returned to Ningqi's hand, but I can imagine that Ning Qi has become a profound background in the heart!
"I don't know how you call it?"
Yun Jinghong smiled and smiled.
"Under the Ningqi."
Ning Qi smiled.
Ning Qi...how are you so familiar...and so on...
Yun Jinghong was shocked: "The first Ningqi of Longbang?"
"Well, that's him."
The tiger smirked with a smile.
In the eyes of Yun Jinghong, there was a hint of surprise, but then he was even more shocked. As far as he knows, a few months ago, Ning Qi’s cultivation should be only the peak of the Emperor? In a short period of time, even breaking the Jiuguan, the achievement of the battle? Could it be that he has been hiding and repairing?
Hey, it is very likely that Yun Jinghong is extremely affirmed by this speculation. Even so, Ning Qi can achieve the age of the Emperor, and put it in the nine family, it is also a first-class Tianjiao, ordinary Tianjiao Can't catch up, not to mention, he was once the first in the Dragon List?
Thinking of this, Yun Jinghong quickly and enthusiastically followed Ning Qi.
Because the selection meeting will take three days to start, these three days, Ning Qi and Wu Hu, under the warm hospitality of Yun Jinghong, strolled around Yunqicheng.
In a blink of an eye, three days passed.
In the city's main government, there are more than 2,000 young talents, all of whom are the children of the family who want to become the disciples of the Yunqi Zongzi. The number is much higher than before. Ning Qi remembers his session, only a thousand. The rest of the people.
Liu Suifeng stood alone in a corner. When his eyes swept over the fighting kings, his heart was a little panicked, because these fighting kings were similar to him at every age, and some were even younger than him. Feng Fengdou, in Qingzong Zongli, his qualifications have been regarded as the top, the land, like his young fighting king, there are not many, now, he is standing in the crowd, already out of the crowd.
"Big brother, this time, we have improved a lot, I believe that we can successfully become a foreigner disciple of Yunqi."
Ximen He Zhao Ximen smiled and said.
Ximen smiled and nodded. The two were children of Tianjian Houfu. Since the failure of the last selection meeting, they have made unremitting efforts over the past few years. They have both become eight-star kings, so for this selection meeting, two people Full of confidence.
"The city owner is here!"
Everyone was excited to see Yun Jinghong, only to see Yun Jinghong with Ning Qi and Wu Hu, together on the high platform.
"Hey, who is the young man next to the city owner?"
"It should be the elder of Yun Zongzong. The existence of the class is good. It seems that it is only in its 20s! It should be a job in the face!"
"Well, it makes sense. The next one is the elder tiger. I have seen him in previous sessions."
"The previous sessions? This brother has dared to ask you a few times?"
"Not much more, three times..."
"..."
"Xietai has perseverance, admire underneath..."
Among the more than two thousand people, when three people saw Ning Qi, their faces suddenly changed.
"How could it be him? Impossible, it should be just a long image..."
Liu Liufeng looked at Ning Qi, and the first thing in his eyes was a horrible color. Then he became suspicious. He had not seen Ning Qi for several years. He did not remember Ning Qi’s appearance, and now Ning Qi was eliminated. After the birth of the blood of the Titan, the height and body have undergone great changes, so that Liu will follow the wind more surely. This is not a Ningqi, it should be the deacon elder of Yunqizong!
"Big brother, should we not admit the wrong person?"
Ximen He was shocked.
Ximen Jing carefully looked at Ning Qi's eyes: "Although he is taller, I am sure he is!"

Is it true that Yun Qizong asked him to preside over the selection of the foreign disciples?

Ximen He was amazed.
"Probably."
Simon nodded.
"You, this time, the beginning of the election of the disciples of the ancestors, the beginning of the meeting, during the conference, life and death, if there is a retreat, now it is too late to say."
Cloud shocked the channel.
Under the turmoil of the temper, the voice spread throughout the audience.
Half a ring, no one chooses to quit, Yun Jinghong is satisfied with the smile, Chao Ningqi said: "Your battleship should not be enough to sit, I sent my men to send them to the vast forest, when the time, only 500 yuan anyway The cousin, the elders of the black tiger, the Qingwo No. 1 battleship, was crowded and enough to sit."
"There are Lao Jinghong elders."
Ning Qi and Wu Hu Gong smiled.
Subsequently, Yun Jinghong sent several men, who released the Greyhound No. 1 battleship smaller than the Tiger Warrior No. 1 ship, and transported all the two thousand people present to the vast forest. The venue.