Looking at Duan Qing who ran to the side, Lu Qian muttered in a low voice, "What can I do, the top five, eldest brother, Sister Wanru, Sister Mingyue, and Sister Shu, I can't beat it, hey, as long as I win Qiu Chan's dead baldness, I'm not the fifth, and the fifth should also be the top five."

When Lu Qian, who was muttering like this, planned to look for Qiu Chan. A burst of drinking came "Tiger Barbarian!! You call Zen Ye to be bald again, believe it or not, Zen Ye makes you stupid and turn a dead tiger"

Following the prestige, the person who spoke was more than eight feet tall, although he was wearing a gorgeous shirt but his belt was not tied, his chest was bare, his bare feet were tattered, and he was carrying a roll of spring and autumn strategies. It is Qiu Chan, who ranks fifth among the top ten core disciples.

"Hey, I called Qiu Chan to die bald, dead bald Qiu Chan, what can you do with me, if I didn't meet my eldest brother in advance last time, can you be in front of me? Come on, dead bald, do you want the tiger master to let you make ten moves" Regarding Qiu Chan's threat, Lu Qian didn't care at all, and even said mockingly.

"Since you are in such a hurry to die, Zen Ye will fulfill you" Seeing that Qiu Chan was about to make a move. An indifferent voice came from above.

"Do you two want to go to Yanyun Mansion to sit down, heh, cannibalism in the same door, this seat thinks about how to convict, especially Qiu Chan, knowing the law and breaking the law, how to convict"

Everyone followed the prestige, and the person who came was wearing a silver robe, with tiger eyes wide open, and a grim face stood on the seventh floor of the podium and looked down at the two of them, it was Ning Chuan, the lord of the Yanyun Mansion of the Xuantian Seven Mansions, who was in charge of the punishment of the Xuantian Mansion, and was also the master of Qiu Chan.

"Hey, Master, what are you talking about, I have a good relationship with the Tiger Barbarian, everyone in this sect knows, how can I do something that kills each other. That was the unique way of communication between the two of us just now, right, Tiger Barbarian" The moment he heard the voice, Qiu Chan, who realized that something was wrong, naturally put his hand on Lu Qian's shoulder when he said this.

"Yes, uncle, you know, I have the best relationship with the dead bald man, and I will never do anything to kill each other. Just like the dead bald man said, this is our unique way of communicating, well, that's it," Lu Qian kept nodding and saying, and at the same time put his hand on Qiu Chan's shoulder, with the expression of a good brother and sister.

Although Chu Wuwu and the others around him knew a lot about the personalities of these two living treasures, they were still amused, and the corners of their mouths twitched.

Ning Chuan, who was accustomed to this, didn't dwell too much, and finally said expressionlessly, "Well, since that's the case, I won't say anything, this seat is mainly here to tell you, now you can draw lots and group groups" After speaking, he turned around and left without paying attention to the crowd.

Here, as soon as Ning Chuan disappeared from everyone's field of vision, he heard "Tiger barbarian, you actually plotted against your Tiger Master, count your luck to temporarily pick up a life, and Zen Master will entertain you in the ring for a while." Qiu Chan rubbed the shoulder that was held by Lu Qian just now and said to Lu Qian.

"It's a shameless dead bald man, if you hadn't made the first move, I would have ignored you, and when I got to the ring, I saw that the tiger master didn't beat you to his knees and beg for mercy" Lu Qian also rubbed his shoulder that was held by Qiu Chan just now.

After saying that, the two glared at each other like this.

Just when Chu Wuwu was thinking about whether he should go up and pull Lu Qian away to avoid being embarrassed, a crisp voice came from the front. "Please ask the top five senior brothers to come and draw opponents in turn."

It was a petite girl who spoke, wearing an elegant dress, green silk like ink, and a scimitar pinned to her waist. Standing beside him stood a young man, about fourteen or fifteen sixteen years old, wearing a purple robe, sword eyebrows, peach blossom eyes, a grim expression, and a long sword tied around his waist. The two are twins, and they practice the secret book "Sword and Song". Therefore, the two of them are called "Golden Boy and Jade Girl", ranking ninth among the top ten core disciples. Brother "Golden Boy" Mo Sheng, sister "Jade Girl" Mo Ge.

Chu Wuwu drew the eighth, Zhao Wanru drew the tenth, Gongsun Mingyue drew the seventh, Ye Shu drew the ninth, and Qiu Chan drew the sixth.

After everyone handed over the numbers in their hands, the competition ring was soon divided.

No. 1 Ring Chu Wuwu and Qian Sun

No. 2 ring, Ye Wanru and Duan Qing

No. 3 ring Gongsun Mingyue and Kong Qiu

No. 4 ring Ye Shu with Mo Sheng and Mo Ge

Ring No. 5 Qiu Chan and Lu Qian

Even when the grouping was demarcated here, it was not calm on the seventh floor of the stage. I saw that it was not Chu Hai who was sitting in the first place at this time, it was indeed the two people that Chu Wuwu had seen before.

"Thinking about it, it's been eight hundred years since Senior Brother Sun and I left the sect, and it's not easy for you to recognize this token now," said the middle-aged man, staring at the token in his hand and falling into silence.

I saw that the token in the middle-aged man's hand was as black as ink, and there was a blood-red wind word on it, which was extremely dazzling.

"Although the younger generation does not know the prestige of the predecessors, when the family master immortal died, he engraved the inheritance of this order on the disciple's Dao soul with his last soul thought, so the disciple can recognize this thing when the predecessor took out this thing just now. But the younger generation dares to ask the seniors, 800 years have passed, with the current cultivation of the predecessors and others, is our situation still unchanged? ”

"It seems that the legacy left by that man is still intact, sorry forgive me for my incompetence, I can only tell you about your question, yes, eight hundred years have passed, but the situation of my waiting has even worsened. The only thing I can tell you about us is you, as the head of the family, and since you yourself have known it from the lineage, I can't say more than that. ”

"Although I knew that this would happen in the previous lineage, I didn't think that the matter might be even more serious than before." Chu Hai, who was thinking so in his heart, didn't forget to ask, "Senior, didn't you say that it was a thousand-year covenant, why is it going to start now?" ”

"We were sent to do an investigation, and it took a hundred years to investigate the 50 people with the most potential in the younger generation. And then it will take another hundred years to evaluate these people, heh, the people over there may have been doing it a long time ago, but we still have to do it with all our might. Because this is our only chance," another middle-aged man said in an angry tone.

"Senior Brother Sun, you, hey, junior, you don't have to worry too much, we still have some strength." The middle-aged man said in a weak tone.

"Senior Brother Qian, even you don't have the confidence to say this. If it weren't for the sacrifice made by those five people back then, how would they have agreed. How can they give us another chance back?"

This time, the man surnamed Qian also fell silent.

"Can you explain things clearly, what's going on, it's like a dumb riddle, doesn't it mean that there is still a chance, no matter how difficult it is, as long as there is a chance, there is hope to turn the tables"

"Su Luo, shut up, it's not that you don't want to say it, but you can't say it now, you just need to listen quietly now." After teaching Su Luo a lesson, Chu Hai said to the two people above, "Two seniors, the younger generation feels that although the junior brother has a temperament, what he said is also pertinent, since we could get a chance eight hundred years ago, then eight hundred years later, we are not without hope of turning the tables."