On the second day of the opening of the Xianmen Meeting, the second round of the final election, which was supposed to be a fighting competition, was canceled!

In the main hall of the Taixuan Immortal Palace, the black pressure was already full of monks who came to participate in the Immortal Gate Meeting, whether it was the senior immortals, or the younger generation of monks, especially the last to enter the top thirty, and thought that they would take the stage again today, He Junxian, Tianxuanzi, Ziyunying and others, at this moment, they were a little dumbfounded. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

An Qi stood behind An Qisheng, and his heart was also full of doubts about the sudden news, and he only stared curiously at the Xianbo Zhengong who was talking on the first high platform, waiting for him to give everyone a reasonable reason.

"Everyone, don't worry, I'll give you an explanation."

Xian Bo Zhengong was on the first high platform, with a majestic face, but his expression was not as leisurely as yesterday, but with a solemnity, on the side of him, Mrs. Mingzhao, who was supposed to be sitting, was also missing at this moment, only the young master of Yueqin stood alone next to the position, and his expression did not change much, but the hands he clasped showed her uneasiness.

Seeing that everyone's expressions were a little displeased, Xianbo Zhengong knew the reason, so he had to pick the relevant ones of the competition first: "Although the competition for today's final election has been canceled, it does not mean that this year's Xianmen competition will die!" On the contrary, because the Zhenlong Mirror is a kind of memory magic weapon, under the auspices of Tianyin Zhenren, the process of the monks taking the stage to fight has been completely recorded yesterday. Under the instruction of the Lord, the Zhenlong Mirror then synthesized the mana energy output by each monk, and finally decided to win or lose. In the end, the final place of the top seven participants was discharged. As the lord of Xuanzhou, I have been in charge of the Xuanzhou Immortal Realm for more than three thousand years, and I can testify with my own Taoism, whether it is the ranking process of Zhenlong Mirror, the method, or the final result, it is absolutely fair and reasonable, and there is no need to have any doubt. ”

"Shanggong. The subordinates and others all trust the words of the lord. But why cancel, and for a reason? Seeing Xianbo Zhengong pause, a four-rank flying real person sitting at the bottom got up and saluted. He asked.

Obviously. Behind this man stood another young monk. He was also a participant in yesterday's ring fight. It seems that yesterday was also good, but the results were not too good.

After one night, this junior of this person. Today is full of energy, wanting to compete for the top three rankings in the fighting method competition, but Xianbo Zhengong didn't say it soon, didn't say it late, and waited until everyone arrived, before announcing the cancellation of the competition, and only making the final conclusion based on yesterday's performance, which naturally made him feel a little dissatisfied, and also made many monks with a similar mentality feel unfair.

After all, everyone thought that there was a second round of runoffs, and that it would be enough to enter the top 30 as long as they performed well, and many young monks didn't even use their best to confuse other monks by hiding their clumsiness in order to win today's runoff.

Seeing that many of his subordinates were a little puzzled, and even a little impatient, Xianbo Zhengong was not in a hurry, and nodded towards Tianyin Zhenren.

After receiving the instruction, Tianyin Zhenren immediately stood up, looked at the fellow who asked the question before, and said coldly: "The reason can be told to you from here." ”

As he spoke, the figure of Tianyin Zhenren had already jumped into the ring, looking down from a high place, his eyes were shining: "Before, I believe everyone knew some rumors. Among the North Sea Demon Spirits, there are shape-shifting demons who have mixed into the Immortal Gate Society. Even before, in the Fang Market of Taixuan Immortal Palace, we also found traces of the North Sea Demon Spirit. Originally, the fish-eyed monster had been captured by the disciples of the Eastern Prince, but for some reason last night, he suddenly died violently. Fisheye Monsters can be transformed into human forms by natural bloodline atavists, and most of these bloodline atavists are the inheritors of their royal bloodlines. The captured fish-eye monster is the direct descendant of the two shape-shifting demons in the North Sea Demon Spirit, and now they have died in the Taixuan Immortal Palace for unknown reasons, we must devote all our strength to track down the culprit, and take the initiative to give an explanation to the shape-shifting demon of the fish-eye monster clan. ”

With a sharp tone, Tianyin Zhenren paused, and his expression became solemn: "Therefore, we can't hold any more fighting competitions today, we need to immediately investigate all the people involved in this Immortal Gate Meeting, from now on, until the murderer is found, no one is allowed to leave the Taixuan Immortal Capital!" And the Taixuan Immortal Capital has also been blocked, and if you want to leave, it is impossible! ”

As Tianyin Zhenren told the reason, the entire hall was boiling, discussing, suspicious, and panicked, and almost every monk's reaction was different.

An Zhen was even more keenly aware of the reason for his previous guess, and subconsciously used his left hand to tightly clasp the Qinglian bracelet on his right wrist, reminding himself with the slightly cool touch on the bracelet to calm down.

Qinglianzi also sensed An Zhen's emotions, and said in her mind: "It's okay, since Xianbo Zhengong stopped the competition and let everyone not leave, then most of them already have some clues, but they just need time to verify." Xiao Zhen, the way the prince of the east investigates the murderer is probably to see if the monks are mixed with the transformation demon, you have to be wary of the reactions of the people around you, I am afraid that something will happen. ”

Frowning his eyebrows, An Zhen was already a little worried, but when he heard Qinglianzi's reminder at this moment, he was even more worried in his heart, and he couldn't help but lean closer to He Junxian's side, as if it would be safer in this way.

He Junxian felt An Zhen approaching, looked at her sideways, nodded, took a half step back, gently surrounded her in front of him, made a protective posture, and then whispered: "You'er, don't worry, if you don't compare, you won't compare." They want to investigate, and even if they investigate, they have nothing to do with you and Yun Ying. ”

An Zhen understood it, and realized that He Junxian thought that he was worried about the fish-eye monster in Fang Market before, but he didn't deny it, he only nodded, and barely squeezed out a smile: "Brother Junxian don't worry, even if it's not as good as the second round, you can still enter the top three, you have to believe in your own strength!" ”

Looking at An Zhen's half-turned smile at herself, the warmth contained in her bright eyes, combined with the faint fragrance wafting from her body, made Dehe Junxian's heart warm as promised.

At this moment, He Junxian found that it seemed that the result of the competition was no longer important, what mattered was the girl in front of him, the sister who grew up watching herself...... Only when she is at ease, can she rest assured, otherwise, even if she is at the top of this immortal sect fighting competition, it seems that it is just a boring result.

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The second will be served later. (To be continued.) )