PS: Yesterday there was really a blackout, Xiao Yang went to bed at 9: 30 am, not an excuse, I promised to make up for it today, this is the second update, there's still the third update.
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In the grand and spacious Jade Clear Hall, Taoist Cang Song stood in front of the hall and talked non-stop, it was nothing more than the glory and glorious history of the Qing Yun Men, these commonplace things, the disciples' ears were about to grow calluses from listening to it.
If not for Cang Song's high prestige in the Qing Yun Men, most likely no one would be willing to listen to his nagging.
But there were a few disciples who listened attentively, it was nothing more than the new disciples with good cultivation talent, when they heard Taoist Cang Song talk about the history of the Qing Yun Men, there were even disciples who exclaimed out loud.
Mu Qingxiao's mouth twitched, really making a fuss over nothing.
Seeing the disciples' reaction, Taoist Cang Song nodded satisfactorily, and said, "Till today, our Qing Yun Men, under the leadership of Dao Xuan Sect's Senior Brother, is flourishing, far surpassing the past, there are countless outstanding people in the younger generation, so this time, after Senior Brother discussed with each sect's First Seat, the number of people in the examination was specially increased to 64, so as to avoid any regrets."
Hearing this, Mu Qingxiao's mouth twitched, what did he mean by discussing with each sect's First Seat, wasn't it just the two of you who discussed and finally made the decision, the other sect's First Seat did not participate in the discussion at all, only went along with it.
At this time, Tian BuYi sat below Reverend Dao Xuan, expressionless, but his eyes showed impatience, after all, increasing the number of people in the examination was said to be discussed with each sect's First Seat, in fact, it was not up to the two of them to decide.
Taoist Cang Song continued, "This examination, the number of people has doubled, so there are some changes in the drawing of lots, everyone please take a look."
As he spoke, his finger pointed to the empty space on the right side of the hall, everyone looked over, only to see a big red wooden box placed there, square in shape, only a small hole in the top, enough for one to put one's arm in.
"In this red wooden box, there are a total of 64 wax pellets, each of them is wrapped with a note, on it are written the numbers from 1 to 64."
All the disciples seemed to know the rules, and there was an uproar. Cang Song ignored them and continued, "After the drawing of lots is completed, the competition will be carried out according to the number. Number 1 will be against sixty-four, number 2 will be against sixty-three, number 3 will be against sixty-two, and so on. In the second round, the winner of number 1 and 64 will be against the winner of number 2 and 63, and so on until the final battle. Does everyone understand?"
In the plot, due to the lack of people from the Bamboo Peak, the first round of the first round was automatically empty. After all, there were only 63 people in total, but there was no 64.
But now, because of Mu Qingxiao's First Seat, the number of the Qing to the First Seat, to to the First First round, to But now because Mu First Mu joined, there were enough enough people... so Cang to South.
Tian BuYi sat on his seat, snorted, disdainfully glanced at Cang Song, if it was not for Mu Qingxiao's participation, his Bamboo Peak would have been humiliated again.
At this time, Reverend DaoXuan stood up, looked around, as the head of the Qing Yun Men, there was silence, nodded slightly and said, "If that's the case, everyone go and draw lots."
In a split second, the disciples in the hall all looked at the red wooden box, first, nine disciples from the head of the sect walked out, one by one to the side of the box, each took out a wax pellet, then it was the disciples from the Dragon Head Peak.
Lin JingYu and Zhang Xiaofan greeted each other, and took the lead to draw lots, Zhang Xiaofan looked at his back, and finally his eyes fell on Hidi.
Mu Qingxiao's eyes looked around the hall, and finally his eyes fell on the Seven Seats of Honor and the various elders. Among these people, from Reverend DaoXuan to Cang Song, Daoist Tian Yun, Shang Zheng Liang, Ceng Shu Chang, Master Shui Yue and the other Seats of Honor, he had met them all five years ago.
Mu Qingxiao's eyes stopped on Master Shui Yue, and finally fell on Lu XueQi behind her.
Lu XueQi also felt Mu Qingxiao's gaze, turned her head, and looked at him with her beautiful eyes. Their eyes met in the air, and there was only each other in their eyes.
"XueQi?"
Seeing Lu XueQi in a daze, Shui Yue followed her line of sight, and saw Mu Qingxiao in the crowd, slightly stunned, and then a smile appeared on her delicate face. She did not forget five years ago, the attitude of the Spirit Elder towards this child.
She looked at Lu XueQi again, and found a trace of affection in her eyes, and sighed slightly, but she was also looking forward to it. Five years had passed, and she did not know what level Mu Qingxiao's cultivation had reached.
If he could rank in the top three of the Seven Peaks Competition, it would not be impossible to let XueQi be with him.
"XueQi, it's time to draw lots."
Shui Yue's voice sounded in her ears, and Lu XueQi came back to her senses, and hurriedly retracted her gaze, afraid that her Master would notice her expression, but her beautiful cheeks could not help but flush.
"… Yes, Master."
Lu XueQi responded, and eight female disciples from Bamboo Peak walked out, including Wenmin and Lu XueQi.
Mu Qingxiao bowed slightly to Shui Yue, then turned around and walked towards the red wooden box. At this moment, only the Big Bamboo Peak and the Small Bamboo Peak had not drawn lots, and the Big Bamboo Peak's disciples, led by Song Daren, walked to the box, took out the wax pills, and went back to the palace.
At this moment, in the palace, all the disciples were checking the wax pills, and the chief elders of the various peaks could not help but feel nervous, and their gazes were fixed on their disciples, hoping that they would draw a good lot, and it would be better if they drew a weak disciple.
As if responding to the feelings of the masters, the young disciples of the palace's Qing Yun Men all reported their numbers, "Ah, I'm number twenty-five."
"I'm number thirty-one, what are your numbers?"
"Oh, I'm number forty-six, but I don't know what number my opponent is, let me calculate …"
Mu Qingxiao walked to Zhang Xiaofan's side, and said with a smile, "Senior Brother Zhang, what number did you draw?"
"Number one."
Mu Qingxiao held the number three in her hand, and the corner of her mouth curled into a smile, as expected of the main character of the plot, if she did not join in, she would probably have a bye.
In the main palace, looking at the disciples below, Daoist Cang Song frowned, and then said loudly, "Alright, since the results of the lot drawing are out, all disciples, come to me later and report your names according to your number, and later on the red list will be posted, and you will know who your opponent is. Now, let's invite Senior Brother Sect Leader to speak."
The originally noisy disciples heard that Sect Leader Daoxuan Zhenren wanted to speak, and immediately quieted down, Daoxuan Zhenren stood up from his seat, and slowly walked to the front of the crowd, and his gaze swept across the disciples.
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