The innermost palace-shaped door slowly opened, and a woman slowly walked out, like a fairy on the clouds, with a fairy air.
The woman's hand was still supporting the guard beside her. After walking a few steps, her face turned red. She covered her mouth with one hand and coughed lightly.
If there is a charlatan here at this time, just looking at the woman's face, I am afraid that this woman has already suffered from a stubborn disease, and her condition has become more serious.
However, this woman's appearance is extremely beautiful.
A small fan of white orchids is placed lightly, and a slender jade belt dances with the sky veil.
It is suspected that a fairy has come down to earth, and she looks back and smiles like Xinghua.
The woman struggled to get down the steps. She was still coughing lightly on the stage, looking very sick.
Gu Xiaotian felt a little confused. Could it be that the head of the Murong family was the sick woman in front of him?
He hurriedly asked Wen Moyin who was standing aside, "What kind of illness is Master Murong? It seems that he is seriously ill?"
Wen Moyin shook his head, "I didn't see her last time when I came here. When I came last time, she was an old man. He looked very powerful, but there is indeed a slight similarity between their eyebrows."
The woman on the stage coughed for a long time before she recovered. She immediately smiled and said to everyone in the audience: "Thank you friends for coming to Ouju Haishan as a guest. I have kept you waiting for a long time. The Ouju Haishan Secret Realm Assessment Start now!"
There were also people in the audience who had participated in the Oju Haishan secret realm assessment five years ago, and they felt dissatisfied when they saw this woman.
They are all elite disciples in the sect. As for some casual cultivators, they are also very popular in the world. People on the road have to treat themselves a little less favorably when they see them.
Although the secret land of Oju Haishan is attractive, is it too disrespectful to let a sick woman come out to receive them?
The casual cultivators in the audience shouted: "What's going on with the Murong family? Is it possible that in the eyes of the Murong family, we are only worthy of being treated by a sick woman?"
The guards surrounding the woman on the stage immediately jumped off the stage and walked towards the casual cultivator angrily. In just a moment, a sword was placed on the casual cultivator's neck.
The guard said fiercely: "This is our Murong family master, don't speak arrogantly!"
Naturally, the casual cultivators in the audience were not intimidated. These people were wanderers, and none of them were capable people. What’s more, how could they be the ones who had the confidence to participate in Oju Haishan and pass through that lake? A mediocre person?
The casual cultivator allowed the guard to hold him with a sword, and said in a strange tone: "This is how Oju Haishan treats guests. Do we really think that we are using Oju Haishan's secret realm as a treasure?"
The guard looked back at the woman on the stage. The woman smiled at the guard, then shook her head.
The guard had no choice but to put his sword on the casual cultivator's neck and stared at him fiercely.
Seeing that the guard still hadn't taken away the sword, the casual cultivator said fiercely: "Bullying me as a casual cultivator is not a big deal. Is it possible that the Murong family in Ou Haishan bullies the weak and is afraid of being strong? Do you poop or pee when you trim your head?"
As soon as these words came out, many casual cultivators immediately became excited and shouted, and some were even about to rush forward and take action.
At this time, the woman on the stage finally spoke.
She tried her best and shouted loudly: "Everyone, wait a minute, my Murong family has always treated everyone equally. There is no difference between casual cultivators and martial arts sects. Everyone here is a guest of my Murong family."
Then, she struggled to move. The guard next to her wanted to come up to help her, but she threw her hand away and insisted on walking off the stage by herself.
The woman walked off the stage with great effort. Even though her expression was a little painful, she even held her hand and coughed twice after walking a few steps, but she still insisted on walking off the stage alone. Coupled with her appearance, it made people feel distressed. .
After finally reaching the audience, the woman was out of breath and didn't say a word for a long time.
The guard who was still holding the sword on the neck of the casual cultivator looked worried, immediately put down the sword, came over and asked in a low voice: "Master, are you okay?"
The woman looked at the guard, shook her head, then pushed the guard away and walked towards the casual cultivator. She bowed slightly and said, "I'm sorry that you have been wronged. My father is ill. This assessment will be conducted by me, the thirteenth generation head of the Murong family." Murong Yunmiao presides over this. Finally, I, Murong Yunmiao, apologize to you on behalf of the entire Murong family."
Such humiliation, coupled with the fact that everyone could see that Murong Yunmiao was seriously ill but still insisted on stepping down from the stage to apologize alone, with this persistence, no matter how dissatisfied she was, it was difficult to say anything.
At this time, various sects also spoke out one after another: "Bullying a sick woman, is this what you, the casual cultivators, do?"
"Loose cultivators are used to being carefree. Don't think that just because you have spent a lifetime of hard work and have been contaminated by a lifetime of gangsterism, you can do whatever you want. First ask us, Donghaiyuan, if we agree!"
The scene immediately split into two waves, one wave was the Jianghu sect headed by casual cultivators, and the other wave was the sect alliance of various sects.
The crowd was excited for a while. They were all in their early twenties. In addition, Murong Yunmiao's smile really fascinated these men. Now that they saw the "goddess" they had just recognized so humble, naturally all of them thought about it. Fight against injustice.
Murong Yunmiao was caught in the middle and wanted to stop him, but more and more people joined in the scene, and the quarrels became louder and louder. Some people had already started to challenge each other, and it would not take long for them to fight. See you.
Murong Yunmiao hurriedly ordered the guards to calm everyone's emotions. After the scene calmed down, Murong Yunmiao said: "I believe that everyone is here for the opportunity that I have in the secret realm of Ouju Haishan. If you take action at this time, you will The gain outweighs the loss.”
Everyone looked at each other and realized that what Murong Yunmiao said was indeed reasonable, so they immediately fell silent.
After a brief interlude, everyone returned to their original positions, waiting for the assessment to begin.
Murong Yunmiao was helped back to the stage by the guards, sat on an ornately carved chair, and said loudly: "The examination of the Oju Haishan Secret Realm begins now!"
Ouju Haishan's secret realm assessment has always been very simple, that is, drawing lots and dueling. This method is the simplest and most efficient.
Being able to immediately eliminate more than half of those who are not strong enough in the realm, even if they are lucky enough to pass one round, they will not be able to pass the second round.
The guard magically pulled out a wooden box from nowhere.
At the beginning, the ancient old man from Xianfeng Daogu appeared again, took the wooden box and said: "A total of fifty-eight people will participate in this assessment. The battle will be decided by drawing lots. In the end, ten people can enter the secret realm of Ouju Haishan."
Gu Xiaotian asked Wen Moyin beside him in confusion: "This is a one-man battle. What if one of our own bumps into one of our own?"
Wen Moyin was not worried at all, "This was the same simple assessment method five years ago. No one from any sect has been encountered. I think they must have been a ghost in the wooden box, but they have provided us with a lot." convenient."
From this point of view, Ou Ju Haishan is actually more inclined to the big sect, and as for the casual cultivators, they really can't get into their eyes.
No matter how powerful the casual cultivators are, they are still just one person, not as many as the large sects.
Sometimes quantity can trump quality.
Gu Xiaotian was still worried, "Then what if we encounter someone from Tianxiang Valley?"
Wen Moyin spread his hands. Although they would not meet each other if they were too white, they would still meet those of Tianxiang Valley. Even in Ouju Haishan's territory, they could not go too far. If they deliberately If the people of the protective sect do not meet each other, they will definitely be gossiped about by the wandering cultivators.
Therefore, the helpers can only help those in their own sect who do not meet each other. As for other sects, even if they are secretly allied, they have no control over them.
The old man from Xianfeng Daogu continued: "During the competition, if anyone has the intention to kill anyone, I will definitely take action. Don't say that I, Ouju Haishan, do not respect the way we treat guests."
Then a person stepped forward and started drawing lots, and the conclusion of the drawing was relatively simple, that is, No. 1 vs. No. 58, and so on.
The neatly arranged team came forward one after another to touch the numbers, and soon it was Gu Xiaotian and his group's turn.
Gu Xiaotian reached into the wooden box and took out a number. He took a closer look and saw that it was number fifty-four.
According to the rules, Gu Xiaotian was going to fight against opponent No. 5, but he didn’t know who had drawn No. 5.
However, Gu Xiaotian's eyes were full of determination to win. He hadn't moved his muscles and bones for too long these days, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
The drawing of lots was completed, and as expected, no one from Taibai could compete. Bai Yunxuan from Tianxiang Valley also came over and asked for everyone's numbers.
Gu Xiaotian and others were really lucky this time. None of them met anyone from Tianxiang Valley, which also meant that the possibility of them entering the secret realm together was much greater.
Bai Yunxuan drew number one, which meant he was going to take the lead.
Murong Yunmiao, who was sitting on the chair, whispered to the old man with the immortal wind and Taoism: "Mr. Wei, I'll leave it to you. I really can't stand the wind blowing. I'll go back to the palace to rest for a while."
Mr. Wei nodded. Different from his cold face and majestic air before, he nodded and bowed and said: "Master, just go back and rest. As long as I, Wei Chengshan, am here, the assessment will naturally go smoothly."
Wei Chengshan said goodbye to Murong Yunmiao, then turned to face below and said: "The assessment begins now!"
Bai Yunxuan was the first to jump onto the ring, and Gu Xiaotian was also silently cheering for Bai Yunxuan below. He was also an ally after all.
A man jumped up from the other side. He was a little fat and looked a little funny, but paired with his sly eyes, he looked a little vulgar.
Baiyunxuan cupped his hands and said: "Tianxiang Valley, Baiyunxuan."
The fat man smiled and said, "I didn't expect that I, an old pig, would be so lucky. This first opponent is a beautiful lady. Please don't use all the energy in your body later. I won't be hurt by this old pig." Well, Lao Zhu still wants to have a good relationship with you."
Bai Yunxuan frowned slightly. She was very interested in men, but she still disliked wretched men.
Someone in the audience also shouted to Old Zhu: "Old Zhu, if you two can make it, don't forget to treat us to a drink!"
The old pig on the stage laughed and said: "That's natural!"
Bai Yunxuan suppressed his nausea and said: "Please enlighten me!"
The old pig spread out his palm and said, "Please."
Bai Yunxuan immediately tapped the ground with his toes, soared into the air, and headed straight towards the old pig.
But when Gu Xiaotian saw clearly the weapon in Bai Yunxuan's hand, his jaw dropped.
The weapon Bai Yunxuan held was actually just an umbrella!
