Chapter: 1076
Outside of Baiyang Town, there is a powerful Yuan Formation arranged by Elder Shiyuan himself. Even the strongest of the Heavenly Exalted Realm can hardly break through the Yuan Formation around Baiyang Town. I am afraid that only the existence of Emperor Qing is possible.
In Baiyang Town, only Arcanists are allowed to enter freely. As for warriors who are not Arcanists, they must be recommended by someone from the Arcane Guild and can only enter through an application.
Therefore, in Baiyang Town, the number of warriors is far less than that of arcanists, and this town is basically a gathering place for arcanists.
A streak of light shot out from the imperial capital like an arrow leaving the string, and flew towards the north at high speed.
Standing quietly on the back of the bronze kite, Zhuo Wen was wearing a loose black robe at the moment. This robe was the robe of an arcanist. On the chest, there were three stars drawn, representing the identity of a third-rank arcanist.
Since Zhuo Wen participated in the Arcane Competition in Broken Rock City, he has never entered the Arcane Guild to participate in the test.
Therefore, after Zhuowen's spiritual power broke through the fourth rank, he did not go to the Arcane Association to receive the corresponding costumes.
Before leaving, Master Cangmu had told Zhuo Wen that if he wanted to freely enter Baiyang Town, he had to reveal his identity as an arcanist, so Zhuo Wen had no choice but to wear the robe of the third-rank arcanist.
An hour later, Zhuo Wen found a gathering place not far ahead. The gathering place in front of him was tens of thousands of miles away, covered by a cyan mask, and a terrifying wave was continuously emitted from the mask.
Inside the mask, there were quite a few figures in robes coming in and out, and all of them were arcanists.
This Baiyang Town is indeed a place where arcanists gather. The number of arcanists coming in and out alone has exceeded double digits, which is beyond Zhuo Wen's expectations.
Whoosh!
Zhuo Wen lightly patted the bronze paper kite on the back, and the bronze paper kite screamed and landed slowly at the entrance of Baiyang Town.
At the entrance of Baiyang Town, a rather huge stone tablet was erected. On the surface of the stone tablet were drawn three large characters of "Baiyang Town".
In front of the stele, stood two youths who were also wearing long robes. These two youths were about twenty-five years old, with a star drawn on their chests, and they were both first-rank Arcanists.
Zhuowen's arrival also attracted the attention of two young people. When they saw Zhuowen's young face, they both showed surprise on their faces.
However, when the two of them set their eyes on the logo on Zhuo Wen's chest, they couldn't help but gasped.
"Third-rank Arcanist?"
The pupils of the two were constricted, and there was shock in their eyes. The young man in front of him, who looked only about twenty years old, was already a third-rank Arcanist. Isn't this talent too terrifying?
Looking at the logo on Zhuo Wen's chest, and then at the logo on their own chests, the two looked at each other with bitter smiles.
It seems that sometimes, comparing people to people is really maddening!
Ignoring the shocked expressions on the faces of the two young men, Zhuo Wen stepped directly into Baiyang Town. Since he was wearing an arcanist's robe, there was no hindrance in entering Baiyang Town.
Baiyang Town was bustling with people like a dragon, and Zhuo Wen found that most of them were arcanists wearing robes, and there were very few warriors.
The Arcanist Guild is located in the center of Baiyang Town, where a huge flame-shaped building stands, and on the top of the building, there is even a terrifyingly hot flame burning.
"Two hours later, the election of elders will start, and those fourth-rank masters should be rubbing shoulders by now!"
"I don't know who will belong to the tenth elder this time?"
"I think it should be Master Yanhuo. After all, Master Yanhuo is the son of the second elder. He has the spiritual power of the fourth-rank Dzogchen, and coupled with the terrifying secret technique of black flame blasting, it is among the fourth-rank arcanists. , it is rare to meet an opponent."
Walking on the street, Zhuo Wen found that many arcanists on the street were rushing out in one direction, and there was a lot of discussion.
Judging from the surrounding discussions, Zhuo Wen also knew that the Elder Election was ahead.
As early as when he decided to get the "Art of Transforming the Realm", Zhuo Wen planned to come to the Elder Election to have a look, so Zhuo Wen must get the "Art of Transforming the Realm".
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen followed the flow of people and walked forward. After a while, he came to a huge square.
The square here is extremely strange, with various runes drawn on the ground, and strange mental fluctuations spread in the square.
At the top of the square, there are a total of nine high-rise seats. At this time, of the nine seats, except for the first seat, the other eight seats are basically full of elderly people.
These nine seats are prepared for the nine elders of the Arcane Art Guild. The first elder, Elder Shiyuan, has a mysterious whereabouts, so it is understandable that he did not appear. Therefore, the election of the elders this time is basically held by the second elder, Elder Liuli. host.
In the very center of the square, there stood a wall of fire tens of feet high, and there were ten such huge fire walls in total, and each one was more terrifying than the last. The temperature of the entire square rose to an extremely terrifying level.
Surrounding the square, a large number of arcanists also felt the terrifying temperature in the wall of fire, and their expressions changed one after another.
At this moment, Elder Liuli, who was sitting in the second seat, stood up slowly, looked around at the people around him, and said calmly, "Today is the election of elders, I am very pleased that you can come here."
"The rules for this election of elders are very simple. Have you seen the ten walls of fire in the center of the square? This wall of fire is called the wall of ten fists!"
"Those who want to run for elders this time can definitely try the power of this ten-fisted fire wall with mental strength. The one who breaks the wall with more will become the tenth elder this time."
After finishing speaking, Elder Liuli smiled slightly, and then sat down on the seat again, but his eyes couldn't help but glance to the other side of the square, where a figure stood with arms crossed, with a confident expression. JrNovels.com
In Baiyang Town, only Arcanists are allowed to enter freely. As for warriors who are not Arcanists, they must be recommended by someone from the Arcane Guild and can only enter through an application.
Therefore, in Baiyang Town, the number of warriors is far less than that of arcanists, and this town is basically a gathering place for arcanists.
A streak of light shot out from the imperial capital like an arrow leaving the string, and flew towards the north at high speed.
Standing quietly on the back of the bronze kite, Zhuo Wen was wearing a loose black robe at the moment. This robe was the robe of an arcanist. On the chest, there were three stars drawn, representing the identity of a third-rank arcanist.
Since Zhuo Wen participated in the Arcane Competition in Broken Rock City, he has never entered the Arcane Guild to participate in the test.
Therefore, after Zhuowen's spiritual power broke through the fourth rank, he did not go to the Arcane Association to receive the corresponding costumes.
Before leaving, Master Cangmu had told Zhuo Wen that if he wanted to freely enter Baiyang Town, he had to reveal his identity as an arcanist, so Zhuo Wen had no choice but to wear the robe of the third-rank arcanist.
An hour later, Zhuo Wen found a gathering place not far ahead. The gathering place in front of him was tens of thousands of miles away, covered by a cyan mask, and a terrifying wave was continuously emitted from the mask.
Inside the mask, there were quite a few figures in robes coming in and out, and all of them were arcanists.
This Baiyang Town is indeed a place where arcanists gather. The number of arcanists coming in and out alone has exceeded double digits, which is beyond Zhuo Wen's expectations.
Whoosh!
Zhuo Wen lightly patted the bronze paper kite on the back, and the bronze paper kite screamed and landed slowly at the entrance of Baiyang Town.
At the entrance of Baiyang Town, a rather huge stone tablet was erected. On the surface of the stone tablet were drawn three large characters of "Baiyang Town".
In front of the stele, stood two youths who were also wearing long robes. These two youths were about twenty-five years old, with a star drawn on their chests, and they were both first-rank Arcanists.
Zhuowen's arrival also attracted the attention of two young people. When they saw Zhuowen's young face, they both showed surprise on their faces.
However, when the two of them set their eyes on the logo on Zhuo Wen's chest, they couldn't help but gasped.
"Third-rank Arcanist?"
The pupils of the two were constricted, and there was shock in their eyes. The young man in front of him, who looked only about twenty years old, was already a third-rank Arcanist. Isn't this talent too terrifying?
Looking at the logo on Zhuo Wen's chest, and then at the logo on their own chests, the two looked at each other with bitter smiles.
It seems that sometimes, comparing people to people is really maddening!
Ignoring the shocked expressions on the faces of the two young men, Zhuo Wen stepped directly into Baiyang Town. Since he was wearing an arcanist's robe, there was no hindrance in entering Baiyang Town.
Baiyang Town was bustling with people like a dragon, and Zhuo Wen found that most of them were arcanists wearing robes, and there were very few warriors.
The Arcanist Guild is located in the center of Baiyang Town, where a huge flame-shaped building stands, and on the top of the building, there is even a terrifyingly hot flame burning.
"Two hours later, the election of elders will start, and those fourth-rank masters should be rubbing shoulders by now!"
"I don't know who will belong to the tenth elder this time?"
"I think it should be Master Yanhuo. After all, Master Yanhuo is the son of the second elder. He has the spiritual power of the fourth-rank Dzogchen, and coupled with the terrifying secret technique of black flame blasting, it is among the fourth-rank arcanists. , it is rare to meet an opponent."
Walking on the street, Zhuo Wen found that many arcanists on the street were rushing out in one direction, and there was a lot of discussion.
Judging from the surrounding discussions, Zhuo Wen also knew that the Elder Election was ahead.
As early as when he decided to get the "Art of Transforming the Realm", Zhuo Wen planned to come to the Elder Election to have a look, so Zhuo Wen must get the "Art of Transforming the Realm".
Thinking of this, Zhuo Wen followed the flow of people and walked forward. After a while, he came to a huge square.
The square here is extremely strange, with various runes drawn on the ground, and strange mental fluctuations spread in the square.
At the top of the square, there are a total of nine high-rise seats. At this time, of the nine seats, except for the first seat, the other eight seats are basically full of elderly people.
These nine seats are prepared for the nine elders of the Arcane Art Guild. The first elder, Elder Shiyuan, has a mysterious whereabouts, so it is understandable that he did not appear. Therefore, the election of the elders this time is basically held by the second elder, Elder Liuli. host.
In the very center of the square, there stood a wall of fire tens of feet high, and there were ten such huge fire walls in total, and each one was more terrifying than the last. The temperature of the entire square rose to an extremely terrifying level.
Surrounding the square, a large number of arcanists also felt the terrifying temperature in the wall of fire, and their expressions changed one after another.
At this moment, Elder Liuli, who was sitting in the second seat, stood up slowly, looked around at the people around him, and said calmly, "Today is the election of elders, I am very pleased that you can come here."
"The rules for this election of elders are very simple. Have you seen the ten walls of fire in the center of the square? This wall of fire is called the wall of ten fists!"
"Those who want to run for elders this time can definitely try the power of this ten-fisted fire wall with mental strength. The one who breaks the wall with more will become the tenth elder this time."
After finishing speaking, Elder Liuli smiled slightly, and then sat down on the seat again, but his eyes couldn't help but glance to the other side of the square, where a figure stood with arms crossed, with a confident expression. JrNovels.com
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