On the other side of the square, a group of people came slowly. There were about forty or fifty of them. Everyone was wearing a Taoist robe and looked like a Taoist priest. Fan Xin secretly thought to himself: "Are these people the legendary Qixuanmen disciples?" Just as he was deep in thought, he suddenly heard someone shouting. Fan Xin's thoughts suddenly returned to reality. He couldn't help but raise his head curiously.
"Junior sister Liu, you are here too!"
A tall, thin, handsome young Taoist priest, with a vague smile hanging on the corner of his mouth, hit Liu Yiyi. Say hello. He was seen wearing a navy blue Taoist robe, with fluttering skirts, as if he was about to fly away in the wind at any time. A tight black belt was tied tightly around his waist, clearly outlining his slender waist. His eyes fell on Liu Yiyi unscrupulously, and there was an uncomfortable frivolity in his eyes.
Liu Yiyi did not look back or speak, as if she did not hear him.
The eldest brother hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Junior brother Xuanji, do you have a spot this time?"
Xuanji smiled when he saw the eldest brother talking to him.
"I originally didn't want to participate. With my current cultivation level, participating in this competition would not give other sects a chance. It's just that Master felt that I still needed to experience, so I shamelessly took a place. !"
Senior Brother smiled and said: "Yes, with Junior Brother Xuanji's cultivation, we are sure to win!"
The corners of Xuanji's mouth turned up. A proud attitude.
"Senior brother, thank you!"
Fan Xin looked at the person in front of him, and felt a sense of familiarity in his heart, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before. He calmed down and looked at the other party carefully. Suddenly, a picture flashed through his mind - in the deep Swallow Valley, he had rescued a Qixuanmen disciple who was in trouble! Yes, it's him!
Fan Xin was shocked and subconsciously took two steps back.
Liu Yiyi didn't know the whole story and asked strangely: "Brother Fan Xin, why are you afraid of him? He is just a prodigal who likes to brag!"
Xuan Ji listened. , smiled mischievously and said to Liu Yiyi: "Junior sister Liu, this is your fault. Anyway, we still depend on each other for life and death!"
Liu Yiyi spat!
At this time, Xuan Qing also came over.
"Senior Brother Xuanji, why do you only recognize Junior Sister Liu? There are no other senior brothers in Dinghai Villa in your eyes!"
Xuanji made a face.
"Junior brother Xuan Qing, what are you talking about? How dare I neglect the brothers of Dinghai Villa!"
Seeing Xuan Ji's appearance, Xiao Qing snorted and walked to Went aside.
Xuanji asked the disciples at Dinghai Villa one by one, and then he discovered Fan Xin.
“Junior Sister Liu, is this your new disciple at Dinghai Villa? It seems like we have met before somewhere! "
Fan Xin was surprised. Did he recognize himself?
"Oh, I remembered it, at the top of Fengming Mountain. Hahaha, this junior brother must have a very high level of cultivation! "
Liu Yiyi came over and stood in front of Fan Xin.
"Xuanji, I will be able to get on the stage in a while, we still don't know for sure!
Xuan Ji smiled and said, "Junior sister Liu, I don't dare to win!" "
Xuanji said, seeing Huineng not far away, he said goodbye to everyone in Dinghai Villa and squeezed towards Huineng.
At this moment, there was a noise Suddenly there was a sharp and harsh sound in the sky, as if it was about to pierce people's eardrums, and it resounded throughout the square. Everyone raised their heads and looked at the sky in shock. He came and reached the top of the center of the square in the blink of an eye. Then, an old man wearing a monk's robe and a long beard appeared in people's sight. He stepped on a long sword with a red light. Elegant, like an immortal descending to earth, he said loudly: "Masters, please invite the disciples from all sects to come to the middle hall to speak!" "
As soon as the words were spoken, hundreds of disciples in the square made a commotion and walked towards the front of the square.
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< p> Fan Xin thought that everyone would pick up their magical weapons and fly there. Unexpectedly, everyone was walking in a polite manner. At this time, Liu Yiyi was nowhere to be seen. He looked around for a while and found out. , she was walking forward with the female disciples of QixuanmenXuanji and Huineng were walking together, laughing sometimes and looking serious
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Slowly, crowds of people surged onto a unique and majestic arch bridge. This arch bridge spanned the two banks like a rainbow, and its uncanny bridge design was breathtaking. , a trickle flows quietly, the stream is clear and transparent, like a mirror, clearly reflecting the blue sky and white clouds. The breeze blows, the water surface ripples, the light and shadow are intertwined, and the green trees are beautiful. The lush flowers and plants complement the arched bridge, creating a picturesque scene. Standing on the bridge, people feel as if they are in a fairyland, intoxicated by the gift of nature.
Leaving Willow. Yiyi, Fan Xin barely knew anyone, and was walking alone, looking at the martial arts disciples passing by the arch bridge. Among the hundreds of people, the majority were men, with only a dozen female disciples among them. The disciple was handsome and handsome, and the female disciple was charming.
After crossing the arch bridge and traveling for several hours, there was finally a curve ahead, and in the curve, there was a tower. Beautiful pond. The water in the pond is clear and transparent, and various brightly colored goldfish swim in it. They look likeIt seems that it is not afraid of the arrival of humans, and just swims lazily.
These goldfish react quickly when someone approaches. They draw water patterns on the water, as if to show people their graceful figures. Then, the entire fish body sank to the bottom of the water, leaving only strings of bubbles rippling on the surface.
After crossing the pond and going up a hundred steps, everyone entered the middle hall and saw the heads of various sects sitting in the middle hall. Everyone saluted together.
"I have met all the leaders!"
At this time, Daozong smiled and stood up slowly.
"Disciples of each sect, you are all the best selected from each sect. When Pangu opened the sky and chaos first opened, our famous sect has always been the leader of Taoism and martial arts. But the teachings of our ancestors, in order to strengthen To promote cultivation among the sects, this event is held once every fifteen years."
"In order not to bury the talents, this conference has been increased to one hundred people for the sake of fairness. The challenge is to draw lots, such as one against one hundred, two against ninety-nine, and so on until the final battle."
The disciples all responded.
After Daozong finished speaking, he sat on the chair. Master Yuanzhi stood up.
"During the martial arts competition, everyone has to wait until the point is reached. If there is any despicable means, you will be disqualified from the competition!"
There was another commotion among the disciples below.
After Master Yuanzhi sat down, Liu Zhenfei stood up and said seriously.
"Now, let's start drawing lots!"
He pointed to the big red wooden box next to the main hall. Everyone's eyes suddenly focused on it. I saw that the wooden box was square, with a round hole cut out on the side that could only accommodate an arm.
First the disciples of Brahma Temple reached out and grabbed them one by one, followed by the disciples of Dinghai Villa.
Fan Xin walked forward while looking for Liu Yiyi. Unconsciously it was his turn. Suddenly someone stabbed me in the back.
"Brother Fan Xin, hurry up and catch him. Why are you dazed?"
But Liu Yiyi stood behind Fan Xin at some point.
Fan Xin hurriedly reached out and grabbed one, with an embarrassed look on his face.
As the number of people in line became smaller and smaller, the disciples in front began to become a little restless. They looked forward from time to time, with eager anticipation in their eyes. Finally, when it was their turn, they couldn't wait to reach out and quickly opened the paper lots in their hands.
Everyone hopes to get a good lottery number, so these disciples take this link extremely seriously, as if this moment determines their future destiny.
Some disciples closed their eyes and silently prayed for good luck; others stared closely at the paper lots in their hands, trying to find clues from the subtle lines or creases. The whole scene seemsExtremely nervous.
"I am fifteen!"
"I am sixty-three!"
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Liu Yiyi approached Fan Xin, He asked softly: "Brother Fan Xin, how many did you draw?"