Chapter 81: Before the Storm

"I said sister, you and Yu Tingbai of that Taiyi also know each other, he is the fourth on the Luan Xiang list!" Tang Chan looked surprised, and he was a little admired. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

Lin Ruoli was stunned and said, "I don't know, I just met on the night of the Windward Banquet." ”

Tang Chan smiled and said, "No, if that's the case, what will he say hello to you! I also participated in the Windward Banquet, why didn't he greet me!"

"Hmph, it's only the fourth, if you want to hit me, I'll hit the first. Qing Yan said coldly on the side.

Tang Chan glanced at the other party and said: "Big brother, you can, you won the ninth-ranked Duanmu Xiu in one battle, and now his position should be replaced by you, but as far as I know, let alone the blood drink in the ranking for a week, even the fourth Yu Tingbai is also very powerful, far from being comparable to a character like Duanmu Xiu." Also, big brother, if you beat Duanmu Xiu that day, even if you offended Duanmu Jun, you should be careful in the future. ”

Qing Yan was a little annoyed and said: "Could it be that I am afraid of any rain Listening to Bai and Duanmu Jun, hmph, what is the ranking of! ”

Seeing that Qing Yan was a little anxious, the fat man was not angry, and said with a straight chest: "I'm sorry, the little brother just broke through the realm a few days ago, and now it is the Tianxuan realm, and he can just participate in the Lingyuan Festival."

"You two don't quarrel, the Spirit Source Festival is about to begin. Lin Ruo left her mouth and said, there is nothing she can do about these two living treasures.

There was a group of people standing at the outer bar of the seventh floor of the Star Picking Building at this time, and the three people standing in the front were Yun Qingyang of the Yulan Sect, Xia Sorrow of the Qingxin Sect, and a white-haired old man with a kind face, as the masters of the two sects of the Northern Five Sects, the status of the two of them was transcendent, but Yun Qingyang and the two of them were very polite to the old man beside them, which was a little puzzled in the eyes of the disciples of the Northern Five Sects, but if they knew that the old man who seemed to be extremely ordinary was the deputy palace master of the Southern Five Sects Lihuo Palace, the old man Feng Candle, no one would have such an idea.

The status of the Lihuo Palace in the five southern sects is transcendent, ranking first among the five sects, and even the leader of the Southern Alliance has been concurrently served by the lord of the Lihuo Palace, if it is said that the one who can be compared with the lord of the Tang Dynasty is the holy emperor of the demon clan, it is the lord of the Lihuo Palace.

"Brother Feng, this time there will be more people participating in the Spirit Source Festival than every time in the past, according to our statistics, there will be more than a thousand cultivators participating, but we only account for half of the total number of cultivators in the north and south, where do you say that the extra cultivators will come from. Yun Qingyang said with a chuckle.

The old man said: "There are thousands of sects in the cultivation world, and there are countless hermitages, not to mention the people of the demon clan, although there are thousands of cultivators arriving today, it is not surprising. ”

Yun Qingyang arched his hand and said: "Brother Feng is high, Ling admires it, I don't know what the proportion of two hundred places will be this time with Brother Feng's high opinion." ”

The old man of the wind candle lifted his beard and smiled: "This is not easy to say, it is difficult to say." ”

Xia on the side replied: "I think the top ten sects will still account for most of the places, after all, our sect is there."

"Hehehe, Sect Master Xia, that's really not necessarily! "The old man of the wind candle has an unfathomable look.

Xia snorted coldly and said, "Okay, then we'll wait for the result!"

"Dangdang ......" rang a distant bell, and all the cultivators gathered under the Star Picking Tower stopped talking, and the silence in the field was incomparably silent for a while, followed by a tense and happy flavor that permeated the audience.

A high-ranking member of the Yulan Sect walked up to the stone platform in front of the Star Picking Tower to preside over the Lingyuan Festival, and after he read out the Tang Emperor's imperial book for this grand event and the joint edict of the ten major sects, he began to introduce the rules of this Lingyuan Festival.

All the contestants listened attentively, for fear of missing a little detail, and as the host's voice stopped, the once-in-a-decade Lingyuan Festival officially began, and the first batch of participants walked into the Star Picking Tower, among these people, Lin Ruoli almost didn't know, and they could only know which of the ten major sects was from the service they were wearing.