Chapter 395: Several Wicked People
The old patriarch of the Tianlan family had a gloomy face, and he was very depressed, because he knew that Xiao Zhantian was actually a very good person in other things, and his current remarks were actually just deliberately said in an unpleasant way.
But this kind of attitude that is ridiculous on the surface and unpleasant, but actually it is really for the good of the Tianlan family, makes the old patriarch of Tianlan unable to give a positive or negative reaction.
"So the seniors suggested that I agree to their requests?" The old patriarch of Tianlan calmed down as much as possible, but Xiao Zhantian's next sentence immediately broke the old patriarch's emotions:
"Don't talk about suggestions, I'm not so kind, I'm just afraid that your Tianlan family will die too quickly. ”
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The ten Zhongzhou disciples on the other side of the Mountain Moving Hall finally received a response of "permission", although the sun had already risen high at that time.
Fortunately, everyone is a monk, and some secret treasures can be used to send the news out quickly enough.
At this time, outside the Secret Hidden Array, the Second Elder of the Divine Mountain and everyone had already arranged who would come and who would go.
Bai Shu and the other ten people each brought two Xuanfa Realm powerhouses, and the second elder of the Divine Mountain was also allowed to participate in this discussion meeting as the representative of the Divine Mountain.
The old patriarch of Tianlan took a few elders and a group of disciples to personally connect them to the Secret Treasure Array, and directly used the power of the Secret Treasure Array to send these people outside the Lundao Palace.
At this time, the rest of the Lingnan disciples who were far away at the gate of Tianlan Dacheng had also come to the square of the Dao Palace under the leadership of the Tianlan family steward.
The square is big enough for everyone to gather here without feeling the slightest crowd.
People subconsciously stood together according to their sect backgrounds, and only a few people stood in the rest of the positions very casually, Chen Ling and Mi Qian'er of Dahong Mountain were such people.
However, while the two girls were chatting and waiting for the conference to start, Senior Brother Hao Ren didn't know how to wander over.
As soon as he came over, Chen Ling and Mi Qian'er immediately put away their relaxed appearance, put on a serious expression, and said:
"I've seen my brother. ”
Hao Ren waved his hand:
"What's polite, why are you staying here? Annoyed by those stinky boys?"
"Senior brother, I was too worried, we just stopped here at random, and there was nothing deliberate. Mi Qian'er said seriously.
Hao Ren laughed:
"Okay, I happened to wander around at random, so I'll stay here too, are you okay?"
"Naturally, no. Chen Ling and Mi Qian'er responded immediately, and then stood in place as seriously as javelins.
Around the corner, many people noticed this side, but apart from the young men with strong blood, the friars didn't care about what was going on here.
"Those two girls weren't very happy just now, why are they so serious all of a sudden?
"Don't talk nonsense, you haven't seen it, it's Hao Ren of Dahong Mountain, it's not easy to mess with, don't talk nonsense, be careful of being targeted by him. The person next to him immediately warned.
"Hao Ren, why is this name so strange, is this person very powerful?"
"It doesn't matter if it's powerful or not, it's evil, one of the few evildoers in Lingnan. ”
"How big? How big? Is it accurate?"
"It's not that you can't count, but no matter how many you do, he's always there. ”
Some people chatter, some sit quietly, some calmly breathe, and some viciously look for their opponents. And the ten disciples from Zhongzhou had already arrived with their "elders" at the location closest to the main hall of the Lundao Palace Square.
This is the exclusive position of these visitors from Zhongzhou, that is, they do not stand with ordinary Lingnan disciples, and they will not exceed the identity of the Tianlan family who held the Taoist meeting.
The sun is shining brightly.
Tianlan, the fifth elder of the Tianlan family, reluctantly floated to the sky above the Dao Palace, and under his feet stepped on something like a cloud, immortal wind Dao bones, very handsome.
He's not a guy who talks a lot of nonsense, so he didn't say anything sleepy opening sentences, but said directly:
"The Lingnan Taoist Conference starts now. ”
After saying that, he raised his hand and drew out a few chess pieces, as if he was going to play chess with a friend. However, he didn't set up the chessboard very much, but threw these chess pieces to the square of the Lundao Palace below.
Although the square of the Lundao Palace was large enough, the Lingnan disciples who came to participate in the Lundao meeting still tried their best to get closer to the main hall of the Lundao Palace in front of the square.
And the position where the five elders Tianlan had no choice but to land the chess pieces was just above the heads of many people. Without any reminder, let alone any warning, just when people were puzzled, suddenly, the chess pieces that were thrown down instantly became larger, turning into a golden light arena with a diameter of more than ten zhang.
The moment these chess pieces became bigger, everyone dispersed in surprise.
After a series of muffled sounds, these chess pieces all fell and turned into several rings, evenly distributed throughout the entire Lundao Square.
Immediately afterwards, at the gate of the main hall of the Dao Palace, several figures at the level of the hall master of the Tianlan family flew into the sky above each ring.
These people also stepped on all kinds of secret treasure magic weapons, so that they could easily fly in mid-air.
After that, these people took out the lists and lottery buckets that had already been assigned to them, and were ready to enter the next stage.
The fifth elder Tianlan said helplessly and from above:
"This time the discourse will be different, and perhaps you should forget all the information you have gathered. The rules of the previous Pulmons do not apply this time. ”
After a pause, Tianlan reluctantly continued:
"You have all seen that in every ring, there is a hall master of my Tianlan family as a referee, and the list in their hands is distributed according to the ranking you played in the Black Valley, one ring per hundred people, draw lots to fight, and if you win three times in a row, you are eligible to challenge the winners of other rings in the next stage, until the top ten are decided, okay, let's start." ”
At the sound of an order, the hall masters above each ring immediately shook the lottery bucket, and then called the two randomly selected people to the ring, and at the same time checked the names on the list.
This kind of operation was simple and crude, and except for a very few people who did not have confidence in their own combat power, the rest of the people felt that this method was indeed more pleasant than the method of the previous seminar.
Ten rings have already started, but it is the first three rings that really attract attention, because the people who qualify for those three rings are the top 300 in the Black Valley competition.
Even after considering many factors such as luck and probability, the range of the top 300 is enough to include nine out of nine masters.
As for the rest of the 0.1, it hasn't actually arrived yet.
In the Tianzi Palace, Zhang Yang finally woke up from the state of figuring out Lei Fa. It's like playing an ancient online game to upgrade the road, which requires a little bit of honing and a little bit of experience.
But the difference is that the ancient upgrades are very boring, just keep farming, or watch the villains in the computer farm monsters. But Zhang Yang's cultivation is different, it is to cast spells by himself in the sea of consciousness, and the sense of accomplishment and fun is definitely far beyond the game.
When he opened his eyes, he found that Xiao Feng and Ziwei were quietly carrying chairs in front of him, looking at him without saying a word.