Three days later, on the Shengwu Peak of the Lingmiao Sect, on a square paved with huge white jade bricks, more than a dozen huge rings were erected here. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The entire ring is made of huge bluestone buildings, and there is a transparent enchantment around the edge of the ring.

On the side of these dozen or so huge rings, there were thousands of Qi refining disciples below the foundation building, and Yang Qingyan and Linglong were mixed in the crowd to watch all this.

Thousands of people captured more than a dozen Tsukidans, which is really a small proportion! Yang Qingyan shook his head, and couldn't help but sigh a little at the cruelty of the Immortal Cultivation Realm.

Beside her, a girl in pink with a beautiful face was standing beside Yang Qingyan at this time, and this person was Linglong.

Although Yang Qingyan took the Tsukidan to give it to his subordinates, Linglong is not the kind of person who likes to rely on her, so naturally he also wants to take the Tsukidan himself, so he also came here with Yang Qingyan.

Yang Qingyan's eyes swept around, and then her divine mind moved, and her divine consciousness swept around, and when her divine consciousness swept over, the cultivation of these monks also appeared in her heart one by one.

Most of these monks are from the eleventh to twelfth layers of Qi refining, but there are also many people who have achieved great perfection in Qi refining, but she is now a monk in the foundation building period, so naturally she doesn't have to worry, and although Linglong's cultivation is only nine layers of Qi refining, her Shuiyun Sword Technique is already extremely powerful, and with the high-level magic weapon given to her by Yang Qingyan, she can also enter the top few.

Just as Yang Qingyan was thinking, suddenly a faint light flew from a distance and slowly landed on a stone platform in the center of the ring, and this monk was the same Elder Zhang who led Yang Qingyan and the others into the sect.

This elder was wearing a blue robe at this time, and his expression was still faint, and as for cultivation, he was still at the peak of the early stage of foundation building.

When everyone around the ring saw Elder Zhang appear, they couldn't help but close their mouths, waiting for him to start speaking.

"Hehe, I think you all know me, then I won't introduce myself, according to the rules of previous years, if you want to conduct a big competition in the sect, you have to start drawing lots, the number of lots from the beginning, every hundred monks is a group, and then select the strongest one from each group and the strongest in other groups, and so on, until the remaining ten strongest people are the top ten in this big competition, and everyone can get extremely rich rewards."

After hearing this, the monks surrounding the ring, except for a small number of old disciples who already knew about it, those new disciples couldn't help but be in an uproar, on the one hand, they were shocked by the rewards of the top ten, and on the other hand, they were shocked by this way of not being able to lose even a single battle.

Glancing at the uproar below, Zhang surnamed Chang frowned, and then said: "Dabi will start in two hours, now you all come to me to start the lottery, when the time comes, Dabi will start, as long as you can enter the top ten, then you can get Zhuji Dan." ”

Hearing Elder Zhang's words, most of the monks looked surprised, and immediately hundreds of people came to the stone platform to start drawing lots.

Yang Qingyan, who was hidden in the crowd, waited until most of the people had drawn lots, and then took Linglong to the stone platform.

There is a large purple wood table on the stone platform, and on the table is placed a white jade carved bucket, which looks the thickness of an adult's arm, and there are cyan bamboo sticks inserted in it.

Yang Qingyan glanced at the white jade bucket and found that this bucket was also a magic weapon, which could prevent the monk's divine sense from invading.

With a flash of beautiful eyes, Yang Qingyan directly pulled out a bamboo stick from the bucket, No. 366.

Seeing the number on the bamboo stick, Yang Qingyan put the bamboo stick into the storage bag with the same face, and then turned around and walked to the stage.

Linglong on the side saw Yang Qingyan coming down, and she also went directly to the stage to draw a bamboo stick, the number was five hundred and ninety.

"Sister Yunge, the little sister drew the number five hundred and ninety, I don't know how many numbers my sister drawn?"

Yang Qingyan glanced at Linglong, and said with a slight smile: "I drew the number 366, it seems that you and I should not be assigned to a group." ”

Hearing this, Linglong stuck out her tongue and said with a smile: "It's fortunate that I wasn't assigned to a group with my sister, otherwise Linglong wouldn't be able to beat my sister." ”

After that, the two chatted a few more words, and after a cup of tea, when everyone had drawn lots, Elder Zhang cleared his throat and said with a strange face: "Since the lottery has been drawn, then the distribution will begin." ”

After that, the head of the surname Zhang waved his hand, and the white jade stick bucket in front of him shook suddenly, emitting a milky white strange light, and suddenly a blue light flashed in the white light, and the originally empty stick bucket was full of bamboo sticks, and then the stick bucket rose from the table and spun in the air.

Whoosh!

The bamboo skewers in the bucket were thrown out one after another in the rotation of the bucket.

As soon as the bamboo skewers came out of the bucket, they were immediately shot into two columns, and a bamboo skewer was suspended in the air against a bamboo skewer, and the number on the cyan bamboo skewers suddenly became larger, so that everyone under the ring could clearly see the content on it.

Yang Qingyan glanced at these dense bamboo sticks, and saw that the number 366 she drew was impressively listed, and the corresponding bamboo stick was 315.

Yang Qingyan smiled slightly, a hint of understanding flashed in his eyes, this is probably his so-called opponent.

Not only Yang Qingyan, but most of the people in the audience could understand the meaning of these numbers when they saw this scene, and they immediately looked at some bamboo sticks with different faces.

"These bamboo sticks are divided into two rows, and the number on the corresponding bamboo skewers is your opponent, a group of competition venues are in the No. 1 ring, and the No. 2 is the No. 2 ring, and so on, now you can take your own bamboo skewers to the ring where they are!"

After saying that, the elder surnamed Zhang waved his hand, and the bamboo sticks floating in the sky instantly transformed into fourteen identical bamboo sticks and flew towards the other fourteen rings.

Listening to the rules, Yang Qingyan flipped his hand, took out three talismans from the storage bag, turned to Linglong and smiled slightly: "These are three high-grade fire dragon talismans, you can bring them with you!" ”

Linglong frowned when she heard this, and was about to refuse, but Yang Qingyan couldn't allow her to refuse, so she directly stuffed the talisman into her hand and said: "Although your Shuiyun swordsmanship is extremely powerful, this big competition is just like this, and there is no room for loss, and this thing will be regarded as a guarantee for you." ”

Linglong couldn't help but be stunned when she heard this, and then she also understood the meaning, and immediately looked at Yang Qingyan and said firmly: "I will definitely enter the top ten." ”

Nodding lightly and smiling, seeing that Linglong accepted the spirit rune, it was no longer in the ink, and immediately turned around and walked towards the third ring.

At this time, there was already a pair of monks fighting with each other on the third ring, and at the edge of the ring stood a white-haired old man, who was the old man surnamed Zhang who had met several times before.

Seeing that the person in charge of the ring here was this old man, Yang Qingyan couldn't help but smile lightly, this old man's cultivation was only the eleventh layer of qi refining, and it seemed that she didn't have to be too restrained when she competed.

At this time, the fighting in the ring were two young men with eleventh levels of Qi refining cultivation.

Yang Qingyan had never seen these two men, but judging by the clothes they were wearing, they should be two ordinary outer disciples, and the fighting methods of the two were also very rough, and it didn't take long for one of them to end the competition with a sneak attack weapon.