Ren Jianmo's guess was indeed correct.

The manipulator called all his thousands of infrared heat source detectors back, assembled them into a large number of searchlights, surveillance cameras, and metal detectors overnight, and then scattered them to every corner of the city.

Finally, he found the last wizard's trail near dawn.

It was a skinny man who looked about fifty years old, with a sloppy and uncut face.

He didn't know what magic he used, dug a big hole in a woodland on the edge of the city, and hid himself in the hole, like a mole, staying underground for 13 hours.

In the end, the metal detector of the manipulator detected the unusual metal substance under the ground, and came to dig the ground three feet, and then lifted the native grandson out.

Of course, after discovering that his whereabouts were exposed, the wizard did not immediately admit defeat. Instead, he resorted to a big move at the bottom of the box, summoning some kind of magical creature the size of a building to fight the rushing enemies. Together.

However, Ji Shu and the others are powerful men who have slaughtered even a hundred-meter dragon, how can they be afraid of a magical creature in the small area?

So whether it was fighting or fleeing, the wizard's final effort only delayed him for half an hour.

At the dawn of daylight, the wizard, who was enclosed by the ice, lost consciousness in the cold and lack of oxygen, and then passively teleported back to Xiuqiyuan, which also meant that Ji Xiaoniao and his teammates won the third game. Trial victory.

They got three Sanskrit flowers and completed the first task given to them by "Peach Blossom Spring".

...

[Sixty years! It's been sixty years! 】

As soon as Ji Lu and the others returned to Xiuqiyuan, they heard the familiar and passionate commentary from the air.

[This year's Bahao team is the first team to have won three Sanskrit flowers in a full sixty years! 】

At this time, Dean Feng of the Xiuqi Academy was already holding a glazed vase and walking towards the crowd with a smile on his face.

The old man personally handed the last "Sanskrit Flower" to the team leader Bing Ha.

And the explainer was still screaming, his emotions reached the extreme:

[This means that after sixty years, we are finally able to witness the opening of the gate of the Brahma Palace again with our own eyes! 】

For some reason, after hearing this sentence, Ji Yuan squinted, facing the dazzling sunshine, and looked up at the sky.

They have spent nearly a month before and after this "world".

Although he had successfully passed the trials of the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and obtained the qualification to enter the Sanskrit Palace, Ji Xiaoniao still did not feel the slightest sense of relief in his heart.

On the contrary, Ji Tuan always has an inexplicable sixth sense, feeling that all this is far from over.

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In order to celebrate the successful holding of this "Sanskrit Flower Festival", a grand celebration will be held in Tonight's Tiancheng City tonight, and the residents of the city will have a carnival all night.

And it’s not just the victors like Ji Shu, but the other nine teams, as long as they are still in the top city, can freely participate in the evening celebration, but they need to wear special location tracking devices and protectors when going out to prevent them. Encountered unnecessary trouble in the city.

However, in fact, except for the two teams that participated in the third trial, the other eight teams have suffered more or less casualties. Naturally, they will not have the mood to stay here to watch the excitement and play, and lose the competition. After qualifying, I went back early.

As for Bing Hao and others, they have been in the "Peach Blossom Spring" for a long time, and they have long regarded traveling to different "worlds" every month as a means of survival.

So no matter where they are, as long as they are in a certain "world", they will regard themselves as out-and-out outsiders, and they don't care about everything except the task.

In addition to completing the task, they have no interest at all in integrating into the customs of each "world", and of course they will not have any interest in this purely time-consuming celebration.

On the contrary, it is the Fan family's sister and brother. The two are not very old, but still retain some of the curiosity peculiar to young people. After hearing that there is a celebration, their expressions are very interested.

"Extremely exhausted! I watched the screen all night last night!"

After dinner, when Fan Luming suggested whether to go to the festival or not, the manipulator replied without thinking:

"Now I just want to get a good night's sleep, don't bother me with unimportant things."

The other people in the Qinxue Club either tactfully or directly refused the invitation from Dad Deer and went back to their rooms.

Soon there were only five people left on the dinner table: Ji Lu, Ren Jianmo, Mo Tiangen, and Fan's sister and brother.

"All right, then I will accompany you."

Since the twins want to go out, Mr. Dagen naturally wants to be a flower protector.

So the three of them turned their eyes to Ji Lu and Ren Jianmo, and asked in unison:

"what about you?"

Ji Shuhe hesitated for a moment, and turned his head reflexively to look at Ren Jianmo.

With a tea cup in his hand, Ren Jianmo dropped his gaze on the light blue tea soup, his eyes drifting away, as if he was in a trance, he didn't hear them at all.

Ji Xiaoniao frowned slightly.

For some reason, since the end of the third trial, the state of his family Ren Damei seemed a bit strange.

When other people were present, Ren Jianmo always looked taciturn and unsmiling.

Different from Bing Hao’s exposed indifference, he is more of a sense of indifference and alienation as if it doesn’t matter to him. It makes people feel like a white jade statue that is extremely beautiful but lifeless. .

However, when Ren Jianmo treats Ji Shu, he will look very lively and will let his little bird see his emotions.

It's just somehow, now even Ji Tuan can't guess what Ren Jianmo is thinking.

--Ugh!

Ji Xiaoniao sighed softly in his heart.

He himself is very interested in the top city, and of course he also wants to take advantage of this only opportunity to freely move around and see the scenery in the city.

However, Ji Lu thinks that with his lover's character that never joins in the fun, I am afraid that he would not like the feeling of being crowded in crowds and rubbing shoulders with others.

So he shook his head gently in the end.

"All right, don't go if you don't go!"

Teacher Dagen has always been considerate and never does things that are difficult for a strong man.

At this moment, Ren Jianmo suddenly took his lover's hand.

"Let's go."

He said to Ji Shu.

Ji Lu: "???"

Mo Tiangen on the side was taken aback for a moment, and then he let out two narrow laughs.

"Ah, I get it."

Teacher Dagen winked at Ji Xiaoniao:

"Mr. Ren in your family means that he just wants to date you and doesn't want to bring us these light bulbs!"

Hearing the word "date", Ji Shu's face flushed.

Since they met Ren Jianmo in the first "world" until now, the two of them have been fighting or preparing for the next battle almost all the time they have been together.

Even if the two have known each other for a long time, they have had their closest relationship many times, but they have never had a serious date.

Ji Ting feels that by his nature he is an incomprehensible and amorous neurological creature, and has never been a string of "romantic"...

Thinking of this, he glanced at Ren Jianmo who was holding his hand, his heart beating.

——Could it be said that the beauty of his family really intends to give him a romantic date here?

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Tonight's celebration in the city of Tianding was more lively than they thought.

Ji Lu and Ren Jian walked silently on the street, both of them wore a mask on their faces—after all, they were celebrities who had been live broadcasts across the city for several days. If they were recognized by tourists on the street, they would be afraid Feel the painful experience of a popular idol being run away by fans.

The two masks, one off-white and the other light blue, look a bit like Peking Opera masks, but they are more fancy and exaggerated, and mixed with some animal characteristics.

According to the vendor who sold the masks to them, all the masks he sold were painted by a certain King Kong under the "Van" seat, but of course Ji Lu and Ren Jianmo didn't know any of them, so they only singled out themselves. I think the style looks good.

The two walked arm in arm on the street, like an ordinary young couple, passing by the strangers.

"Ha ha."

As he walked, Ji Lu suddenly laughed.

Ren Jian turned his head silently, a pair of heterochromatic eyes staring at his child through the eyes of the mask, "What's the matter?"

"Nothing, I just thought of one thing."

Ji Shu shook his head.

"Isn't'Peach Blossom Spring' the legend of the strongest S-level performer ever? It's called'Lanling King'. It is said that no one has seen his true face. Every time he appears in front of others, he wears it. A mask."

He raised his hand, lightly tapped the mask on Ren Jianmo's face, and teased:

"I see, your current appearance is exactly the same as that of the'Lanling King'."

The eyes of Ren Jian silently under the mask were bent, and he should have smiled, but he didn't say a word, just squeezed Ji Shu's hand again.

The two followed the flow of people all the way to the main road in the city.

The parade began.

The teams of Confucianism, Taoism and Buddhism, riding on floats representing their gods, lined up like Moses dividing the Red Sea.

The decorations are so solemn and gorgeous that the floats almost fill the entire street.

After the three schools of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism passed, it was the turn of the parade representing the "Vatican Flower Hall" and the "Vatican".

In fact, the Brahma Palace is never opened on weekdays.

Only the contestants who can get three Sanskrit flowers can knock on the door of the Sanskrit Palace and get the opportunity to meet the "Sanskrit".

Therefore, the temple does not even need clergy to serve. The only ones who participate in the parade are the King Kong and the powerful men dressed up by the residents, as well as the people who once rode in the legendary “Brahma” when they descended to the top city. A huge mikoshi ten meters high.

Ji Lu and Ren Jian silently huddled on the side of the road, like the most ordinary spectators, watching the long parade slowly passing in front of them.

"Let's go."

Ren Jianmo gently pulled the hand of his own child.