When these old men appeared, almost at the same time, everyone stopped what they were doing and knelt down in the direction of those old men.
"Let us pay our respects to Lord Xuanwu!"
"Let us pay our respects to Lord Xuanwu!"
Half of the sects in Xuanwu Town gathered here, and the voices of more than 1,500 people were loud and loud, enough to shake the sky.
The old men also had smiles on their faces, but did not speak, and their bodies began to rotate around.
But when they saw Meng Jing, the expressions of the old men on the high platform froze instantly, and their smiles became much stiffer.
"Ahem, which sect is this?"
Suddenly, several dry coughing sounds came from one of the old men.
The old man took a step forward, pointed at Xiao Qing in front of him, and asked coldly.
Xiao Qing also felt a coldness drifting toward him on the high platform. He seemed to realize something was wrong and quickly looked back.
I saw that behind him, a young man's figure did not kneel down.
This is precisely because this young man did not kneel down, which makes his existence as special as standing out from the crowd.
"Sir, we are the Xiao family!"
After Xiao Qing finished speaking hurriedly, the old man on the high platform narrowed his eyes slightly.
"Then what's the matter with the young man behind you? When he sees Master Xuanwu, he kneels down quickly! Don't you know this is disrespectful to Master Xuanwu?"
A cold scolding made Xiao Qing's body tremble.
"Sir, he is new here, I will remind him immediately!"
After saying that, Xiao Qing also turned around, quickly pulled the corners of Meng Jing's clothes a few times, and whispered: "Nephew Meng, kneel down quickly, these are the big shots in our Xuanwu Town who cannot afford to offend!"
Meng Jing also saw a few old men on the ring, glanced at their cultivation levels, and smiled disdainfully.
But for the sake of the Xiao family, he still knelt down on one knee.
The opponent's cultivation level and strength are basically above the level of a small spiritual master. Only the old man in the middle, Meng Jing, can't tell the opponent's cultivation level.
However, when observing the old man, the blood in his body seemed to be sensing.
Of course, this is just my own situation.
But I kept observing the other party, and it seemed that the other party could not sense his bloodline.
It seems that the opponent's bloodline is not as powerful as my own, but it doesn't seem to be simple either!
As for the bloodline, Meng Jing couldn't tell.
After Meng Jing knelt down, the old men on the ring also showed some good-looking expressions.
"Now that everyone is here, let Master Xuanwu say a few words!"
After an old man finished speaking, the position of the high platform was given to the old man in the middle.
The old man in the middle is different from the other old men. He is wearing a blue robe.
On his chest, he wore a badge.
This badge has an image of a giant turtle engraved on it.
But this is not a simple giant turtle, but on the back of this giant turtle is a black dragon entrenched on the turtle shell.
Meng Jing felt that if his guess was correct, the giant turtle was probably the so-called Xuanwu.
"Ahem, I have taken a look at the strength of the new students in all the sects this year. They are all very good, especially the Zhang family. Every one of them who participated in the hunting in Beast Mountain has reached the level of a spiritual cultivator!"
The old man smiled, paused for a while, and then continued: "This year is different from previous years. We have modified the content of hunting in Beast Mountain! We no longer need to continue to count the number of monsters one by one like in previous years. , but take a new approach!”
As he spoke, the old man waved his finger and inserted the ring.
Suddenly, thirty black cards were suspended in front of the old man.
After thirty cards were suspended in the air, the old man stretched out a dry hand, took one of them with his fingertips, and held it in his hand.
The other old men also came over one after another, each took one, held it in their hands, and showed it to the other sects.
"This is a black pattern card that I found someone to specially create. If you kill the monster, the monster itself will produce essence. You can collect the essence of the monster through the black pattern card. In this way, you can get a point bonus!"
Before the old man finished speaking, he saw several people walking onto the stage again, each holding a magical beast in their hands.
"Take this demon goat for example!"
The old man said, holding the black card in his hand and walked up to the goat.
Then, with a sudden palm strike, the goat fell to the ground without even having time to scream.
"This demonic goat can only be in the spiritual state of mind. If you kill a monster below the spiritual state of mind and absorb the essence, you will only get one point at most. But if the monster you kill has too little essence, then it is very likely that you will not be able to score consecutive points. I can’t get a single point!”
The old man took the black pattern card in his hand and placed it on the body of the demon goat.
It didn't take long for the demon goat's body to twitch slightly, and then, a capital letter '一' suddenly appeared on the surface of the dark card body.
After the entire operation was completed, the old man showed the numbers displayed on the black pattern card in his hand to the surrounding sects.
The surrounding sects also stretched their heads to look, for fear of missing some important link.
"This is just a magical beast at the spiritual level. If there is a magical beast that reaches the spiritual realm, the score may be two to three points. The higher you go, the higher the score will be!"
After saying that, the old man also smiled, waved his hand, and the black pattern card in his hand also swished through the air and shot out.
Meng Jing, who was still watching the show, was startled by the sudden attack of the black pattern card.
"What the hell?"
Meng Jing murmured in his heart, also a little confused.
There were so many people, but they just threw this black card to me.
Could it be that the other party just noticed him and was testing his strength?
Meng Jing glanced at the old man, who was standing leisurely on the high platform and looking at him with a smile.
It seems that the other party may really be testing his own strength!
Meng Jing did not extend his hand, but stood up and looked at the old man.
When the black pattern card was about to attack, the black pattern card suddenly stopped in front of Meng Jing as if it had a spiritual power.
Less than half a foot away from Meng Jing!
"Young man, I didn't expect you to be very courageous!"
The old man on the high platform also smiled.
"Thank you for the compliment, Master Xuanwu, but I don't know what Master Xuanwu means?"
Meng Jing clasped his fists towards the old man, tilted his head and asked.
"I don't mean anything else. I just see that among so many sects, your boy's cultivation level is only around the spirit transformation realm. It's really a little too low. I just put this black pattern that already has one point. The card is given to you!”
After the old man finished speaking, a bunch of envious eyes quickly arose around him, all looking at the black-patterned card in Meng Jing's hand.
"This guy is so lucky. I didn't expect Master Xuanwu to give him this card in person!"
"Yes, I would probably be so happy that I would cry!"
People around were talking a lot.
But Meng Jing also smiled and clasped his fists.
"Then I'd like to thank Mr. Xuanwu for his kindness!"
Then, he took the black pattern card in front of him in his hand.
As soon as he took it in his hand, Meng Jing felt a faint energy seeping out of the card.
The black card is also printed with the same pattern as the badge on the old man's chest.
And this so-called energy is radiated from that pattern.
It seems that this pattern is a spiritual pattern of high quality.
Meng Jing felt that if his guess was correct, the spiritual pattern on it should be above level three.
Anyway, this old man gave me a point for nothing.
After receiving it, the old man glanced at Meng Jing again. He didn't say anything more, but his arms trembled!
Those black-patterned cards suspended in the air fell into the hands of the leaders of the sects in front with a whoosh, just like before.
"In that case, the hunting in this beast mountain starts right now!"
As the old man spoke, several old men behind him also shouted loudly, their breaths continued to surge, and their fingers continued to form seals.
I saw a spiritual light appearing on that high platform...
