Luan Yu heard this and whispered: "Yuan Yang is fine."
Pheasant List says:
Zhao Yuanyang is suspected of being injured. This statement is 70% false and 30% true. A more accurate statement is that his pet animal suffered some injuries, but it was not serious. After a few days of rest, it has fully recovered.
The real trouble is the impact on their mentality.
"Actually, it's not a bad thing for her to be in trouble like this," Luan Yu thought for a while and said:
"After all, Yuan Ji and Yuan Yang are too young, and their paths have been too smooth in the past. Recognizing that there are people outside the circle before the big prize can actually help eliminate impetuosity. After Yuan Ji lost to Luo Huaizhu, his fighting spirit became more and more frustrated, and so did Yuan Yang. I’m trying my best to enlighten, and now I’ve grown a lot more than before.”
Qi Hongmian said "yes" and said:
"That's good."
She seemed quite indifferent, but Luan Yu knew that the Master was actually a person who was cold on the outside and hot on the inside.
He also cares about his disciples, but due to his identity, he often doesn't show it.
At this moment, the two of them walked out of the room one after another and came to the vestibule.
In the thin morning mist, a group of disciples saluted loudly.
The Zhao brother and sister were also among them. The former was carrying a whistle stick, standing tall, and kept wiping the token with silk cloth, as if he couldn't wait and wanted to avenge his shame.
The latter was a small one and looked inconspicuous among the group of disciples. There were bulging bags in his robe, and he didn't know what was stuffed inside.
Then he raised his head, glanced at Zhao Yuanji, and said calmly:
"Stop rubbing it. No matter how brightly you polish it, it won't make you stronger."
Zhao Yuanji raised his bushy and stubby eyebrows and said coldly and proudly:
"What does it have to do with you!"
Zhao Yuanyang wanted to retaliate out of habit, but held it back and suddenly asked:
"Ji Ping'an will go today too."
The high-spirited young man was stunned by the question and answered subconsciously:
"He won't participate, but he can still go and watch...wait a minute, why do you ask him?"
The young man's eyes were alert and aware of the elements!
The pretty little girl had no expression on her face, imitating the former's tone, and twitched her lips: "Haha, what does it have to do with you."
Zhao Yuanji: "..."
…
…
Qingyun Palace.
Early in the morning, Yu Yu got up and got dressed. He stood in front of the bedroom mirror and carefully looked at his appearance.
After confirming that it was enough to meet the "saint style", he nodded with satisfaction.
Taking brisk steps, he pushed open the door and saw a continuous stretch of buildings in front of him.
It's a cloudy day today, the pale light illuminates the white walls and green tiles, and the sound of bells can be heard coming from a distance.
The structure of the Taoist sect is similar to that of the Qin Tianjian, and is also divided into many "divisions". However, unlike the former, which is classified according to "departments", the Taoist sect is divided into scriptures, alchemy tripods, talismans, blacksmiths, farmers, etc.
"call."
Yu Yu took a deep breath of air and silently encouraged himself before pushing open the courtyard door, and was startled by the Holy Son standing outside the door with his hands behind his back.
"Junior sister, the elder ordered me to come find you and prepare to set off together." Shengzi said calmly.
Yu Yu's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot:
"Why don't you enter the hospital? Do you know that it's scary to be so quiet?"
The Holy Son said "ha" and said calmly:
"It is not the behavior of a gentleman to break into a woman's residence without permission. Besides, if word spreads, it will tarnish the name of this holy son for the rest of his life."
Yu Yu took a deep breath and mocked:
"When you lose to others, your reputation will be tarnished."
The Holy Son chuckled, and suddenly his voice was low, full of loneliness that was invincible in the world:
"There is no word 'lose' in my dictionary. Junior sister, after today, you will know what a truly high-level manifestation of the Holy Spirit is. If Ji Ping'an can do it, so can this Holy Son."
"Ah, right, right." Yu Yu rolled his eyes and ignored him.
However, there is no refutation. Compared with being in the limelight in the Shendu Grand Awards, Ji Ping'an's martial arts performance is indeed inferior.
After all, the former attracts far more attention than martial arts.
This is the Holy Son's plan. As long as he becomes the most beautiful cub in the grand prize, he can cover up Ji Ping'an's light.
He was fully confident of this.
…
…
Grand View Tower is located east of Chang'an Street and south of Dashiqiao. It is a building far away from the streets and alleys and located in a slightly remote location.
In the past, there were not many pedestrians around, but it was different today.
Before dawn, ordinary people and people from the Jianghu gradually gathered.
As the sun rises in the east, the mist gradually dissipates, and thousands of people have gathered near the Grand Observation Deck. Everyone's face is filled with excitement and they are looking forward to it.
Outside the crowd, a pavilion was erected, and there were stalls selling tea and breakfast. A grandparent and grandson also came to join in the fun with a wooden cart.
"Grandpa, there are so many people."
The little girl helped set up the shed, stood on a small stool, poked her head around, and said excitedly, "There are a lot of people with swords."
The old man "shushed" and said:
"Don't point fingers. They are all warriors who travel around the world. There will be many officials coming later, and we can't afford to offend them."
Even though he said this, the old man also stretched his neck to look at it, looking astonished.
This kind of excitement is rare after all. Now, there are soldiers in armor and tough armor blocking a road outside the wall of the Grand View Tower, and the people are only allowed to gather in the distance.
However, in the end, not many people were able to buy "tickets" and go inside to watch the grand prize.
Most of them are dignitaries in the divine capital, and a small number will be sold to rich people and some Jianghu sects.
The rest of the people could only join in the fun outside and wait for the results to come out from inside.
If not, the number of onlookers would have exceeded 10,000. Even so, the crowd was quite lively at this moment.
Especially the martial arts warriors are the most active.
"Hey, look, the people from Juxian Village are here. Is the leader the 'White Faced Village Master'?" A martial artist exclaimed.
Everyone followed the sound and saw a group of people holding flags, walking and looking at the impressive people from the world.
The leader was a middle-aged man dressed as a rich man, with a pale face and stern eyes.
Juxian Village is a quite powerful Jianghu organization in Zhongzhou. Its owner, both black and white, has a lot of energy.
The group came forward in a mighty manner, showed their tickets, and were allowed to go by the official, heading towards the main entrance of the Grand View Tower.
From beginning to end, he didn't even glance at the ordinary gangsters on both sides.
He didn't even realize that a brother and sister in the crowd were staring at him.
…
"The Broken Blade Sect is also here. Sure enough, the Zhongzhou Sect will not miss this grand event."
"Hey, are those the heroines from Tingxue Tower? They are in Lanzhou, right. They are as famous as the Yue Nu Sword Sect. I heard that Qin Leyou, who is ranked second on the list, was chased by them? Hey, it's fun to watch."
"Are the rumors true? With all the major sects here today, which Jianghu sect dares to be so presumptuous? However, Master Tingxue is said to be extremely beautiful, and this sect was once cared for by a national master. I don't know whether it's true or not."
Amid the discussion, two more groups of people walked through the aisle and entered the Grand Observatory.
The former is a group of warriors dressed in powerful attire and carrying Broken Swords on their backs. The leader of the Broken Sword Sect is a middle-aged man with dark brown skin.
Followed by a pair of children, the woman looked like a female leopard, extremely eye-catching.
The latter are a group of veiled women, each carrying a knitted cloth bag at their waist and a sharp flying knife at their waist.
The first one, who is tall and has a good temperament, is the owner of Tingxue House.
However, there are not many sects that have the energy to enter the field. After all, in the chain of contempt in the Great Zhou Dynasty, Jianghu people have always been in a low status and are at the bottom of the chain of contempt.
Those who are qualified to enter the market, more or less, have some personal connections with the imperial court.
Brackets: Local wealthy families are not included in this list.
Next, more and more carriages and horses arrived, mainly the dignitaries in the city, and most of them hid themselves tightly.
Then, people from the five major sects also arrived one after another, causing the discussion to become louder and louder.
"Those are the disciples of the Beast Control Sect? Why didn't you see the pet beast?"
"The Taoist sect is worthy of our Great Zhou State Religion and is the most impressive one. Aren't there all the old gods sitting in the car?"
"Today's big prize, will the stunning female headmaster of the Taoist sect show up?"
"Hey, even if you show up, you and I won't be able to admire the face of the fairy."
"Stop arguing, is that someone from Qintian Prison?"
…
In the aisle separated by the imperial guards, Ji Ping'an was walking slowly among the crowd.
In front of him is Xu Xiurong's graceful figure, with two Si Li on the left and right, and behind him are the Muyuan Si Chen.
"Sir, this is the Grand Observation Tower in front of you," Huang He followed beside him and explained diligently:
"It is said that this place was built by the Imperial Master in the past to hold the Grand Prize. The architectural style is rare, and there are formations inside, which can facilitate the practitioners to compete. It is said that the Imperial Master originally wanted to name it 'Phoenix Nest', but After being opposed by the Beast Control Sect, it was changed to the Grand View Tower."
Mu Yaoyao wore a lotus leaf skirt, her hair was combed into a circle on the back of her head, and a strand of bangs dangled in front of her forehead. She was surprised when she heard this:
"Phoenix Nest? Does this name have any meaning?"
"have no idea."
Ji Ping'an listened to the conversation of several people without saying a word, but just looked up at the building ahead.
There is a row of willow trees planted beside the courtyard wall that forms a circle.
Inside is a tall, bulging circular building that looks like a big bowl when viewed from the sky.
Surrounded by terraced stands, the center is an oval-shaped arena made of compacted loess.
Well, an ancient sports venue.
At this moment, a group of people entered the venue vigorously under the watchful eyes of the guards guarding the gate.
Looking at the raised awnings in the stands, the tables with fruits and pears, and the dense crowd, a familiar feeling came over me.
Compared to most of the rich and powerful, the stands of the five major sects are divided separately, and the main stand in the middle of the north is where the royal family is.
At this moment, the bright yellow silk and satin fluttered with great style.
As the first day of the grand prize, Emperor Yuan Qing will also come to watch the ceremony to show his importance. He may not come in the following days, but he will always pay attention.
In the same way, Qi Hongmian and Xin Yaoguang will also appear briefly.
Qin Tian Jian arrived late due to the distance. When he entered the venue, the other five major sects had already taken their seats early.
The officials and wealthy people in the stands looked around and discussed enthusiastically.
Even for locals in the divine capital, there are very few opportunities to see a group of "immortal masters" in such a dense gathering.
"Sit in the stands later and pay attention to your appearance. Everyone in the city will be watching. Don't embarrass Qin Tianjian." Xu Xiurong warned patiently with a soft voice.
Mu Yaoyao puffed up her cheeks:
"Everyone understands, Master, there is no need for you to say anything."
The female warden looked at her silently and said in a faint tone:
"Who do you think I am speaking to by these words?"
Mu Yaoyao: "..."
Kukukuku, the disciples of the Muyuan next to them almost laughed out loud.
Xu Xiurong glanced in the direction of the Daomen with her beautiful eyes, looked at the "saint" with a cold appearance and full aura with envy, then looked at her stupid apprentice, and sighed softly:
"Can't you learn from other saints?"
They are both a female master-disciple team, but their appearance is completely different.
Xin Yaoguang and Yu Yuruo are high-end max versions.
She and Mu Yaoyao became low-end mini models.
Mu Yaoyao muttered: "Then you can't compare to Headmaster Xin, ouch!"
The girl was so pitiful that she ran away with her head in her arms to escape the severe beating.
Ji Ping'an smiled and thought that this was good, there was no need to learn, after all, Yu Yu wasn't much better.
…
Joking room.
The group of people walked up the aisle to the stands and took their seats according to the categories. As the eldest disciple, he was able to sit next to Xu Xiurong.
Luo Huaizhu and others also sat down separately and did not leave alone. They had to wait until they drew lots to match their opponents before leaving.
Ji Ping'an glanced across the stands and said curiously:
"When does it begin?"
The female supervisor said:
"When the people from the royal family arrive, the first round of drawing will be started for matching. According to the order, there will be a competition in the realm of nourishing qi first, and then the realm of breaking nine. At that time, the arena below will be separated into several areas, and the players will follow the guidance of the officials. That’s it.”
Ji Pingan nodded to remember.
Mu Yaoyao coveted his Fire Phoenix Fruit and had been paying attention to him. When she heard the conversation, she couldn't help but say:
"It has nothing to do with us anyway."
In order to maintain confidentiality, Li Guofeng took his opponents by surprise and deliberately did not make the list public.
Nowadays, except for a few people, most star officials don't know that Ji Ping'an is also going to participate in the Grand Award.
Mu Yaoyao felt that Ji Ping'an was just like herself. Although he was in Liang Yi Hall, he was still a bastard at heart.
Ji Ping'an smiled and said nothing.
Suddenly he raised his eyebrows and saw a petite figure running over from the stands of the Beast Control Sect opposite.
The cute little adult Zhao Yuanyang walked up to him and glanced at him.
Then he suddenly took out a red fruit that looked like a plum from his pocket, spread it out with his little hand, and stuffed it into the stunned Ji Ping'an's hand.
Before he could speak, he ran back again.
Ji Ping'an couldn't laugh or cry, wondering if this was repayment.
The female prison guard next to her looked at him in surprise and said:
"The Fire Phoenix Fruit, which is unique to the Beast Control Sect, is such a good thing. This little girl is quite willing to give it up."
…
The stands opposite.
Zhao Yuanji looked at the girl running back with an expressionless expression, and said in a faint tone:
"This is the fruit I gave you to heal your wounds."
Zhao Yuanyang glanced at him: "What does it have to do with you?"
Zhao Yuanji opened his mouth but was speechless.
At this time, a horn sound suddenly sounded, and the messy stands suddenly became quiet.
People looked at the entrance of the Grand Observatory and saw that the royal family members were belatedly arriving, and they immediately stood up.
The leader was Emperor Yuan Qing, who was wearing a dragon robe. He was accompanied by the queen, followed by several princes and princesses.
A large group of guards, eunuchs, and concubines surrounded and opened the way, and the honor guard spread out the elders.
Emperor Yuan Qing walked straight to the main stand and sat down behind a table covered with bright yellow silk cloth.
At the same time, two golden and red beams of light fell from the sky, and Xin Yaoguang and Qi Hongmian appeared again.
The whole audience was silent.
There was no lengthy opening remarks. As Emperor Yuan Qing nodded slightly, a guard in golden armor walked out and drew lots at a prepared position.
Waves of spiritual consciousness enveloped him, and beads of sweat suddenly appeared on the forehead of the golden-armored guard. His soul was under tremendous pressure and was unable to make any "manual intervention."
In the stands.
The young geniuses from all major sects could not hide their nervousness, worried that they would be matched with powerful enemies.
Mu Yaoyao was also very nervous. Although she lay down on her back, she was worried about the others.
The ordinary Si Chens and supervisors from various colleges who were lucky enough to come to watch were also very nervous. They all knew that those in the Nourishing Qi Realm were weaker than the Wuqin Tianjian as a whole, which made luck extremely important.
"Crash."
The stands were silent, and everyone was holding their breath, infected by the tense atmosphere. It was as if they could hear the sound of the lottery bucket shaking.
Finally, the golden-armored guard walked to the ring with the list in hand, held a trace of spiritual essence in his mouth, and read out the list of the first round of the Nourishing Qi Realm competition with a loud voice like a bell:
"Fang Ping vs. Su Yu"
"Bai Lingmiao vs. Li Huowang"
"Ye Fan versus Wang Xuan"
"Qingchen vs. Lu Xiaoshu"
…
Every time one was read out, there was a low murmur of discussion in the stands.
Because most people have seen the widely circulated list, these names are not too unfamiliar.
Even the family members of the powerful and wealthy businessmen can also be ranked according to the list and roughly evaluated.
Until the golden-armored guard suddenly paused, raised his head and looked in the direction of Qin Tianjian in surprise, then took a deep breath and spoke loudly:
"Luo Ning duel...Ji Ping'an!"
There was a brief silence, and people didn't notice anything unusual at first. It wasn't until they heard the last name clearly that they suddenly froze.
Ji Ping'an?
That Ji Ping'an? !
At this time, not only the audience in the stands, but also martial arts practitioners and practitioners from the five major sects all looked over.
…
ps: I don’t know why, I’ve been a bit tired these past two days, and updates are getting later and later. .
Thank you Li Shipu for your reward and support!
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