Finally, confidence and belief returned to everyone's eyes, because everyone believed that as long as they worked hard, even if they couldn't enter the Taiwei Palace, they might be able to enter the eyes of the Eastern Prince, and since then they have reached the top of the upper realm and become a disciple of Fang Zhushan, and then the path of cultivating immortals will definitely be more open. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Even for some monks, Fang Zhushan is even more desirable than Taiwei Palace, after all, it is under the jurisdiction of the Eastern Prince, the head of male immortals, and it seems to be more real than Taiwei Palace, which is high above and has the title of the first immortal mansion in the fairy world.

The immortal cultivation world pursues the term "chance", but for nine out of nine monks, chance does not exist, and only such an opportunity can be regarded as a flashing chance.

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"Alright, aside, young monks, do you have the confidence to put in the best possible performance?"

Xian Bo Zhengong felt the fighting spirit of the young monks, and his voice suddenly rose, and his figure flashed, disappearing from his first seat, and appeared directly on the high ring in the center.

At this moment, Xianbo Zhengong, wearing a purple robe without wind, his long hair is even more fluttering in the air, looking domineering and mighty, and his momentum is even more like the Nine Heavens Waterfall falling from the sky, majestic and magnificent.

"Have faith!"

Almost at the same time, all the young monks roared out, and their faces were even more fanatical, as if the immortal uncle Zhengong on the high platform was his future self, and one day, he would finally be able to stand on that peak and become the only one that everyone looked up to!

Even An Zhen, who was a bystander, felt some blood surging in his heart at this moment, wishing that he was also an ordinary monk. can have the opportunity to fight for your future and show your cultivation in front of everyone, even if it is not the most outstanding and excellent one, but at least, you can have your own stage.

Turning his head, he looked at He Junxian next to him, and then at Zi Yunying on the other side, seeing that they could shout loudly with everyone, An Zhen only felt very envious.

But this envy only lasted for a moment. An Zhen calmed down.

The road is different. But that doesn't mean the scenery on the road isn't beautiful.

To be able to embark on the path of cultivation, An Zhen is already very relieved and satisfied, especially along the way. With the company of green lotus seeds. It's the best view. Even if you are the only one who can see the scenery, what about it?

As long as this happiness can last, he can always be side by side with Qinglian seeds. Striving to pursue your own path, even if the road is difficult and dangerous, is already a beautiful vision.

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At the same time that An Zhen's mood gradually returned to calm, Xianbo Zhengong's momentum suddenly retracted, and then stretched out his palms, only pressing out of thin air, and the hall immediately returned to calm: "Now, Tianyin Zhenren will preside over the lottery and announce the rules of the competition." Then all the registered monks are invited to officially start the fighting competition according to the results of the lottery. ”

After speaking, the figure of Xianbo Zhengong disappeared again, and the next moment, he returned to the chief and sat upright, looking at the direction of the ring with a majestic face.

And Mrs. Mingzhao, who was sitting on her side, did not speak from beginning to end, her eyes never left Xianbo Zhengong for half a minute, occasionally nodded, and just smiled and swept towards the people below, looking dignified and dignified, giving people a good impression even more.

Hearing the command, Tianyin Zhenren stood up from the collapse of the Seven Treasures of Agarwood at this moment, and bowed his hand to the chief Xianbo Zhengong, and then stepped out of thin air, and jumped into the ring.

It is a little different from the grace and power of the Immortal Bo Zhengong, Tianyin Zhenren looks solemn and indifferent, wearing a blue-gray Taoist robe that makes him tall and thin like a pole, and when he speaks, his voice is like gold and iron colliding, and he is inscribed: "This time, the young monks who participated in the fighting method competition have a total of one hundred and sixty-three people. Today is the primary election, and most of the monks will be eliminated, and thirty people will be selected to participate in tomorrow's advanced competition. The primary competition is conducted by two people, the loser is eliminated directly, and the winner is temporarily left to enter the second duel, which lasts until the remaining 30 people stop. ”

Without any words, Tianyin Zhenren directly said the cruelty of the competition: "The opponent of your competition is decided by this side that can sense the Zhenlong Mirror of the monks. ”

Saying that, Tianyin Zhenren raised it with one hand, but saw that the two sides of the "flag" appeared in the opposite corner of the ring, this "flag" has no column, out of thin air, flashing a faint light, it is the treasure of "Zhenlong Mirror".

After placing the magic weapon, Tianyin Zhenren put away his gestures, and then continued: "When every monk here who participated in the fighting method competition signed up, they all got an identity card, and the number on the identity card will be displayed on the Zhenlong mirror at that time, and they will be the opponents in the ring in a group of two. Within three breaths, the person who shows the number plate must come to the ring, and those who are late will be deemed to have given up. Okay, when the first group of monks takes the stage, I will tell you the rules of the competition. ”

As soon as the words fell, Tianyin Zhenren's hands were raised high, but he saw two rays of magic light emanating from his hands and directly pouring into the two Zhenlong mirrors.

In an instant, the treasure mirror, which originally only had a faint magic light flickering, suddenly shone brightly, but soon the light converged, and the slightest magic light could no longer be seen.

In the huge hall, no matter where you are, you can clearly and distinctly see the number plate displayed on the flag, which is a "five" and a "one hundred and three".

The two monks who were drawn the head lot did not delay for a moment, and got up directly from the action, first saluted their parents, and then strode to the bottom of the high platform, no more, no less, exactly within three breaths.

But in the Taixuan Immortal Palace, only the four flying heavenly real people can fly, so the two monks stood under the ring, you look at me, I look at you, and I was about to ask how to get on the ring, but my body suddenly became lighter, and I was rolled up by two Zhenlong mirrors respectively, straight up, and then my body fell steadily on the ring.

Without looking at these two monks, Tianyin Zhenren looked around, and his voice sounded again: "Everyone has seen it, in fact, this fighting method competition relies on this pair of Zhenlong mirrors to execute and adjudicate." Any monk who was drawn by it, was confirmed by the Zhenlong Mirror, and then sent to the ring, the two sides fought, only allowed to release spells, not allowed to use magic weapons and other assistance, within ten moves, the level of victory or defeat is also determined by the Zhenlong Mirror. The winner, who belongs to Zhenlong Mirror Shine Dasheng, retains the number plate and is sent back to wait for the next draw. The loser, whose Zhenlong mirror is dimmed, will have his number plate erased and will also be sent back to its original position, and will only be able to watch it from then on, and there will be no chance to draw lots on the stage. As for my role, if it is a tie and it is difficult to distinguish between the two of them, I will personally decide whether to win or lose. ”

"Okay, it's useless to talk more, read it again, and everyone will understand."

As soon as Tianyin Zhenren's voice fell, his figure became transparent, and the next moment, he had returned to his agarwood Qibao couch, sitting cross-legged.

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Restore the double watch, and the second watch will be presented later! (To be continued.) )