"Senior brother, you will only increase the ambition of others and destroy your own prestige!"
Congfeng refused to stay any longer, so he released the flying boat and left on his own.
Master Matsuzhe knew that his junior brother had a stubborn temper and did not stop him. Instead, he smiled and hooked Cheng Ran's shoulder.
"Xianqi's number one combat force is indeed well-deserved! Today's Song is really an eye-opener."
"If you have something to say, don't go back and forth!"
The two hooked up and then broke away, hooking up and returning to the Lake Fort.
…
Cheng Yuan and others don't know what happened in the lake fort.
But soon, the sect summoned all the disciples under the golden elixir and announced a major news.
"Three months later, the Caishi Valley trial will begin. Our sect has a total of 251 places, 51 places for the Golden Core stage, and 100 places for the rest of the foundation building and Qi refining stages. In order to ensure a fair and equitable selection of places, The sect has decided to hold a temporary competition!" Elder Xiang said loudly.
The disciples were in an uproar.
Cheng Yan, Ji Qiuyu and other new disciples looked at each other in confusion.
I'm just starting out and competing in a big competition. Is this luck good or bad?
But Cheng Yan was thinking that after three months, she didn't know if she and Lingfucao had perfected the first level of physical training, so that they could at least be beaten when they went out, but they could still resist.
"The Colored Stone Valley is on the Dead Cliff Mountains. Thousands of years ago, it was a dangerous place as famous as the Western Pole and the Dark Demonic Abyss. Although it is no longer as popular now, it is still too dangerous for us."
Ji Qiuyu fiddled with the tassel hanging on her waist and said calmly.
Cheng Yan is not in a hurry about this. Whether he can go or not depends on the result of the competition.
Most of the disciples were still extremely excited, chattering and discussing various legends about the Colored Stone Valley.
Elder Xiang said again: "Since you are all so eager to try, let us determine the quota now."
"Now?"
"Elder Xi, is it too hasty to start the competition now? The disciples are not ready yet."
"What preparations are needed? Aren't you all here?"
"But I'm not in good shape today."
"Heh, what's the big deal? I just saw you eating three stacks of steamed buns at the food castle."
The disciples were caught off guard, but they still had some mental strength. They all stood at attention and were ready.
The Western elder smiled and waved his hand, and a simple and elegant bamboo stick tube stood in the air.
"Are you familiar with this thing?"
"Hey! Elder Xi, you are really scary!"
The disciples were relieved when they saw the bamboo stick tube.
Seeing that the new disciples were puzzled, they also started to explain.
Ji Qiuyu, who was beside Cheng Yuan, was no stranger to this object: "This is the Xuanyan Gua lotus tube given by my father. The Western elders are planning to let us draw lots!"
"Ah, this, the drawing competition... is indeed fair and just." Cheng Yan couldn't laugh or cry.
Ji Qiuyu chuckled: "That's not necessarily true. The Xuanyan divination tube does not draw the divination randomly, but based on the luck of the person who draws the lot. Look!"
The disciples at the front have already lined up to draw lots.
This drawing of lots does not require the disciples to actually reach out to draw the lots. Instead, every ten people step forward together and stand around the lot. They see the lot spinning at high speed above their heads, and a lot falls from time to time.
The disciples below picked them up one by one and went to the place designated by the Western elders to register.
The drawing competition was extremely fast, and within a few seconds it was Cheng Yuan and others' turn.
When Xuan Yan's hexagram lottery tube flew to Cheng Yuan's head, a lot of lottery tickets popped out quickly.
Cheng Yan took it and his face darkened.
The sign means she is not qualified to go.
But just as she was about to leave, the lottery tube came back and circled around her several times.
As he got closer, Cheng Yan noticed that the bamboo stick was carved with bamboo leaves, but there was a flower in the center, which looked like a peach blossom.
Bamboo leaves and peach blossoms are elegant and tender. The owner of this bamboo stick must also be a very elegant person.
The Western elder looked sideways.
Cheng Yan stared at the lottery tubes that were walking around her like bees.
This thing, is it broken?
Just when the Western elders came to check, the lottery tube flew to Cheng Yuan's head again.
'Swipe and pull', another lot fell.
Cheng Yan took it, hey, this time it was signed.
The Western elder took the lotus tube into his hand and checked it carefully: "No problem!"
He let go of his hand and the lottery tube continued to work.
"My little friend, can I take a look at your signature?"
Hearing this, Cheng Yan handed over both lottery tickets.
Elder Western looked at the lot and then at her.
Frowning, puzzled, confused, relieved.
He handed the two lottery tickets to Cheng Yan again.
"It's a pity that Elder Ji is not here now, otherwise he will definitely be able to explain something to you. Since you have this opportunity, it is up to you to decide whether you want to go to the secret realm of Colored Stone Valley or not."
Cheng Yuan followed the good advice and said: "Thank you very much, Elder Western."
When he arrived at the registration office, Ji Qiuyu was already waiting there.
"How about it?"
Cheng Yuan handed it over and signed it.
Ji Qiuyu smiled: "That's good, you and I can go together."
Her lottery was in the middle and she was qualified to go.
Cheng Yuan handed the signature to the registration deacon and after recording it, he said goodbye to Ji Qiuyu and returned to his residence.
Cheng Yuan took out the lottery ticket when he arrived at his residence.
Elder Western didn't know why the lot came out with two lots, but she had a guess.
The original owner has passed away, and his luck will naturally collapse. It is inevitable that he will take the time to place the lottery.
Thinking of this, the lottery ticket in his hand became slightly hot. Cheng Yan let go and it flew into the sky and disappeared with a whoosh.
Well, this sign will return automatically. That lottery tube is really a good thing.
…
'嗖嗖', two transmission notes.
One was from Qiu Feng, informing her that today's "Eagle Strikes the Sky: Immortal Qi Fengyun" had her news.
In addition, he also passed the news to other liaison officers, and the news would slowly spread in the West Pole.
Cheng Yan just waited for the business to come to him, and he didn't have to worry about exposing himself.
Because she has asked Qiu Feng, the master of "Eagle Strikes the Sky," to contact her from outside. In the future, people outside of Houxian Qicheng who want to buy silver wire must first go through his contact.
As for the other one.
The business of monster meat is also open?
When Cheng Yuan arrived at Fangshi, he saw a beautiful and refined female disciple standing in her stall. She looked back and met Cheng Yuan's eyes.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
"Are you the stall owner?"
"Do you want to buy it?"
The two of them spoke at the same time, laughing again.
"Junior sister Cheng, you are not kind. I have already made a reservation for your monster meat." Ji Qiuyu poured out the black turtle and handed it to her.
"Can you bear to watch it starve?"
Xuangui blinked his mung bean eyes very cooperatively.
[Do you think I'm pitiful? ]
(◦˙▽˙◦)
"Didn't I think you just bought it a while ago? But don't worry, I have left the rations that your turtle loves to eat alone."
Afraid that Ji Qiuyu wouldn't believe it, Cheng Yan took out a storage bag and handed it to you on the spot: "As you requested, it's all fresh and tender monster meat."
Ji Qiuyu took it with a smile on his face.
"This is really good, enough for my Xiaoxuan to eat for more than half a year." Ji Qiuyu said and handed back a storage bag.
Cheng Yan accepted it without counting: "I should have told you earlier so that you wouldn't have to waste a transmission talisman."
"Messaging talisman?" Ji Qiuyu said that he had just arrived at the stall and hadn't had time to send it yet.
Cheng Yan pinched the communication talisman. If it wasn't Ji Qiuyu, who was it?
