Above the main hall, a green shadow suddenly flashed, and it was Master Daoxuan who flashed in from the outside. The eyes of the elders of Qingyun Sect fell on him. Taoist Cangsong walked forward and asked: "Senior Brother, Master Ling... …”
Daoxuan raised his hand to stop and winked at him. Cangsong Taoist immediately understood and kept silent.
Daoxuan did not explain why Shui Qilin was angry, and the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition continued normally under his instructions.
The Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition is held every sixty years, and it has been passed down to this day, which happens to be the twentieth time, a total of 1,200 years.
In the past competitions, there were only thirty-two participants in each session. This time, due to the abundance of talents in the Qingyun Sect, the number of participants was doubled, with nine participants from each lineage and one more from Tongtian Peak, for a total of sixty-four.
The rules of the competition are also very simple. Draw lots and compete in pairs. The winner will advance to the next round until the final winner is determined.
However, because there were only eight contestants in Dazhu Peak, there were only 63 people competing in the final competition.
The participating disciples began to draw lots in an orderly manner, and Song Xing looked at the leaders and elders of each lineage sitting above.
Among these people, from Master Daoxuan down to Taoist Cangsong, Taoist Tianyun, as well as Shang Zhengliang, Zeng Shuchang and other leaders of each lineage, it seems that the female Taoist nun sitting on the last chair on the right is the famous Xiaozhufeng Master Shuiyue.
These people are the most powerful people in Qingyun Sect and even the entire righteous path.
But at this moment, except for Song Xing, no one would have expected that under the blazing fire of Qingyun Sect and the flowers and brocades on the surface, there was already an undercurrent surging, and a conspiracy to subvert the largest sect in the righteous way had been quietly launched.
Song Xing's eyes lingered on Taoist Cangsong's face for a moment, then he lowered his head and looked away.
But then he felt that two pairs of eyes were lingering on him for a moment.
"Senior Brother, it's time for us to draw lots." He Dazhi behind him reminded Song Xing in a low voice.
Song Xing stepped out of the crowd, followed closely by the people from Dazhu Peak, and pulled out eight wax pills from a mahogany box placed in the middle of the Yuqing Hall.
The slip of paper sealed in the wax pill is the number of this competition.
Surprisingly, Zhang Xiaofan actually drew number one.
The competition adopts a first-and-last battle system. Since there are only 63 people in the competition, No. 1, who originally played against No. 64, received a bye and entered the second round.
People in Dazhu Peak didn't expect Zhang Xiaofan to be so lucky. Everyone was smiling and gathered around. Lu Daxin patted Zhang Xiaofan heavily on the shoulder and said with a smile: "You brat, I didn't know you were so lucky!"
Zhang Xiaofan scratched his head and stuck out his tongue, his initial surprise turned into surprise.
Du Bishu on the side suddenly patted his head with regret and said: "If I had known earlier, I should have made a bet on who won the lottery number. Hehe, it must be a big upset, all kills!"
At this time, Taoist Cangsong frowned on the elder's side, and then said loudly: "Okay, since the drawing of lots has been completed, all the disciples will come to me and report their names according to the lot numbers. I will post them on the red list later. You Then you know who your opponent is.”
Master Daoxuan covered his long beard with his hand, stepped forward and said seriously: "I, the Qingyun sect, have always been a famous righteous sect since the founding of the sect by Patriarch Qingyunzi, and now I am the righteous leader of the path of cultivation in the world. Now in this world, the righteous way prosperity, the evil spirits retreat, and the world enjoys peace. However, the remnants of the evil way are treacherous and vicious, and their hearts are not dead. They seem to be ready to move in recent years. At this time, it is even more important for us, the righteous people, to uphold the way and fight against evil, so you must concentrate on cultivating the way. , firm our minds, as long as we are strong and self-reliant, then there will be no gap for evil spirits and heretics to take advantage of us!"
The disciples shouted loudly: "I will obey the Master's teachings!"
Master Dao The Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition begins, and every time after the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition, a small reward is given to the final winner."
"Ah!!" There was a commotion among the Qingyun disciples.
Master Daoxuan looked at these young disciples and said with a smile: "The prize this time is the 'Liuhe Mirror'."
The disciples of Dazhu Peak looked confused. Tian Linger quietly tugged on the back of Song Xing's clothes and asked in a low voice: "Senior Brother, what is the magic weapon of Liuhe Realm?"
Song Xing whispered: "The Liuhe Mirror is a magic weapon passed down by the tenth generation founder of our sect, Wu Fangzi. I have heard the master say before that it is one of the rare treasures of our sect. It is extremely powerful and has some wonderful features. As long as the user's spiritual power is strong enough, the Liuhe Mirror can reflect all attacks and become invincible."
The Dazhu Peak disciples behind Song Xing looked at each other and understood in their hearts that the treasure was good, but with the heavy reward, I am afraid that the intensity of this Seven Meridians Competition will surely reach a higher level.
Song Xing glanced at Master Daoxuan above, lowered his voice and said, "It seems that the headmaster and the leaders of each lineage have invested a lot of money this time. This time the Seven Lines Martial Arts Competition will be a little unusual!"
Master Daoxuan paused for a while, smiled and looked at the young disciples talking about it. After a while, he said: "Okay, that's basically it. You guys go back and have a rest. The Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition will start early tomorrow morning."
Qingyun's disciples saluted together and said in unison: "Yes, Master Master."
Early the next morning, all the disciples of the Qingyun Sect came to the Yunhai Square. At a glance, they saw a huge sea of people, shoulder to shoulder, and the popularity was high, which showed the prosperity of the Qingyun Sect.
On the huge square, eight large platforms were erected overnight, made of waist-thick giant trees, more than ten feet apart from each other, and arranged in Bagua directions.
At this moment, there was a sea of people in front of and behind the stage. Under the stage, which was the largest "gan" seat in the middle, a tall red list several people tall stood up. On it, the numbers and names of the disciples who participated in the competition were written in gold-inlaid characters as big as a bowl. , Zhang Xiaofan's name was ranked first, and the opponent's column was empty.
At this time, Tian Buyi came over with Suru and Tian Linger, and all the disciples saluted him. Tian Buyi was in a good mood, nodded and said to Song Xing: "This competition, let me show off the power of Dazhu Peak. "
Song Xing nodded and said, "Yes, Master."
Dazhu Peak has a sparse population, and there were no well-qualified disciples in the past. In addition, Tian Buyi has an eccentric personality and has an average relationship with the leaders of various sects. Therefore, the Qingyun Sect’s good deeds often do not come to Dazhu Peak. Tian Buyi has long been feeling very aggrieved. .
Now that the Patriarch has opened his eyes, Song Xing has emerged from Dazhu Peak, and his strength is chasing the leader of the elders of each lineage. Tian Buyi has long been looking forward to the day when the Seven Lines will compete in martial arts, and feel proud and proud.
After Tian Buyi finished explaining, he nodded, turned and walked towards the stage, with Suru following behind.
"when!"
A clear sound of bells and tripods was heard, echoing in the sea of white clouds, which lifted everyone's spirits, and the originally noisy square suddenly became quiet.
On the huge stage in the middle, the figures of Master Daoxuan and Taoist Cangsong appeared. Master Daoxuan took a step forward, looked around at the countless disciples under the stage, and said loudly: "The competition begins."
As he spoke, he flicked his sleeves, and the sound of the clock and cauldron sounded again, resounding through the sky. When the disciples heard it, they suddenly felt their blood boiling, and their faces showed expressions of eagerness to try.
Among the sixteen people in the first batch of competition, only Tian Ling'er among the disciples of Dazhu Peak competed. On the "Li" stage in the west, his opponent was a disciple named Shen from Chaoyang Peak.
The disciple was not weak, but Tian Linger relied on the magic weapon Amber Zhu Ling to be more sharp and finally won the game.
The disciples of Dazhu Peak suddenly burst into cheers, and even Tian Buyi, who was watching the battle from the high platform, had a smile on his face.
Shang Zhengliang, the leader of Chaoyang Peak, glanced at Tian Linger and said to Tian Buyi and his wife: "Brother Tian, although my niece is young, she has such a talent for cultivation. It is really enviable."
Tian Buyi looked pleased, but said with a smile: "Thank you, thank you."
Suru also smiled and said: "Senior Brother Shang has many talents under his sect. I believe there are more powerful masters yet to emerge."
Shang Zhengliang laughed it off, and Tian Buyi didn't ask any more questions.
In the next few competitions, disciples from all disciplines went all out, and many seed players and dark horses emerged, which made the Dazhu Peak disciples excited.
When it was Song Xing's turn, he faced off against a disciple of Feng Huifeng, whose cultivation level was no more than the fifth level of Yuqing Realm. Song Xing won without even drawing out his sword.
On this day, except for Zhang Xiaofan, among the seven disciples of Dazhu Peak who participated in the battle, four won and three lost. Song Xing, Tian Linger, He Dazhi and Du Bishu all entered the next round. Together with the lucky Zhang Xiaofan, the eight disciples of Dazhu Peak Five of the disciples were promoted, which was a rare good result in hundreds of years. Tian Buyi was so happy that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear.
