PS: Today is really a difficult day, and I twisted my waist while playing. It seems that he is really old, and he can sprain his waist after a few movements.

Then the two remaining monks from the late Yuan Infant Stage walked up to the Master Yuqing one after the other, and one after the other pulled out a chess piece from the pen holder, and all of them turned out to be white chess pieces.

The situation was dire, and all four monks with the lowest cultivation had drawn white chess pieces. The rest are all monks in the Transformation Period, one in six chances, and then Yuan Qingxuan.

Yan Ling's heart was pulled again, she definitely didn't want this person to be Yuan Qingxuan, even if it was herself, but not Yuan Qingxuan, in Yan Ling's eyes, Yuan Qingxuan was very good, she didn't want to bring danger to Yuan Qingxuan because of her willfulness and curiosity, if it weren't for herself, Yuan Qingxuan would definitely not participate in this exploration activity, in case he drew the black chess piece, Yan Ling would really blame himself to death.

But Yuan Qingxuan didn't have the slightest pressure, the monks with low cultivation all passed safely, only the six of them with high cultivation were left, in his heart, he never thought of letting these four people get into danger, so Yuan Qingxuan was still very relaxed at the moment, since it was a lottery, there was no way to predict, everything was done by destiny, even if he fell here because of this, it was his fate and his fate.

He walked up to Master Yuqing and smiled, then put his hand into the pen holder.

Master Yuqing also showed a gentle smile at Yuan Qingxuan, "Good luck" This is the first time he has seen Yuan Qingxuan smile, in fact, it can't be said that it is the first time, he has also seen Yuan Qingxuan smile, but it is all for the Lingyun Fairy, this is the first time Yuan Qingxuan has smiled at himself, he understands the meaning of this smile, and now there are only a few of them left. Whoever they are deserves to be blessed and respected.

Yuan Qingxuan did not hesitate at all, and directly took out a chess piece from the pen holder with two fingers.

Yan Ling's heart has been following Yuan Qingxuan's movements, knowing that his fingers were showing a little white, Yan Ling's heart was put down heavily, thank God, it's not Yuan Qingxuan, as long as it's not Yuan Qingxuan, Yan Ling doesn't feel that anything is so difficult. In fact, both ordinary people and monks are very selfish at this life-and-death juncture.

It's not that Yan Ling doesn't have dedication, but it depends on whether it's valuable. Especially these ten companions are honestly the first time Yan Ling has seen them, and they don't have any friendship at all, neither family nor friends, let Yan Ling dedicate themselves to them, Yan Ling will never be able to do it. So seeing that Yuan Qingxuan didn't win, Yan Ling's heart really let go.

Yuan Qingxuan took the white chess piece and walked back to Yan Ling's side. Put the chess pieces into Yan Ling's hands.

Yan Ling felt that her eyes were sour. It's all because of myself, otherwise I wouldn't have encountered such a thing. If they didn't come here, their family would still be happily staying in Nanping Kingdom to fight against demon cultivation, where would there be so many things.

Yuan Qingxuan handed the chess pieces into Yan Ling's hands, and only then did he breathe a long sigh of relief in his heart. He was indeed not too nervous about the choice of destiny. Yuan Qingxuan will not have any dissatisfaction. But he couldn't let go of Yan Ling and the children in his heart, and he had thought just now that if Yan Ling or he drew a black chess, he would definitely try his best to get the sword. You can get hurt, you can fall here.

He doesn't complain about fate, but it's a pity that he can't continue to accompany Yan Ling and the children. He was worried that after he left, Yan Ling and the children would not be able to take care of themselves, in fact, he also knew in his heart that several children were older and had no worries, but he was just worried, especially Yan Ling, with that kind of character, what would she do without herself?

Now there is finally no need to worry, it seems that God is not at ease to let Yan Ling live alone, so neither of them won the lottery. In fact, Yuan Qingxuan still believes in fate, this lottery has greatly increased his confidence, and he feels that he and Yan Ling will definitely be able to leave here alive.

Another monk of the Transformation Stage stepped forward to draw lots, but the result was still a white chess piece, and now the situation is even more difficult, there are only four monks left, Master Yuqing, True Man without Regrets, Qingcheng Ancestor and Qiushan Ancestor, the candidate is the person of the four of them.

The Master Yuqing and the Master without regrets have the same cultivation, and the two of them also gave in for a long time for who before and after the real person, and in the end, the real person without regrets won, and the Master Yuqing was drawn first, and the Master Yuqing was much younger than the real person without regrets, and the real person without regrets was very willing to give the opportunity to the young people.

The Master Yuqing was very fast, and he quickly took out a chess piece from the pen holder and displayed it directly in front of everyone, white.

Everyone's eyes were all focused on the Master without Regrets and the two Ancestors this time.

This result is not what everyone wants to see, in this team, the strength of the three of them is the strongest, if you choose someone to go to the altar, these three are definitely not the best candidates, it is because of their combat effectiveness, losing any one of them is a great loss.

After seeing the result, the real person without regrets laughed, and said to the two ancestors, "Two seniors, it seems that the luck of the young people is very good, only the three of us are left, and I am the youngest, so I should not give in." ”

Yan Ling's eyes moistened slightly when he heard the words of the real person without regrets. She doesn't have a deep understanding of the real person without regrets, but she knows him very well, and he has a rough and gangsteric spirit on the surface, but his personality is very good, and he is very righteous, his appearance is far from the real personality, Yan Ling still remembers the first time they met for a bowl of spiritual rice porridge, this unrepentant real person who seems to be a monk Sha actually blushed on his face.

The meaning of the real person without regrets is very obvious, he hopes that it is him who touches the sunspot, but when he spreads out his palm, the white jade chess piece appears in his hand. Seeing the result, there was no regret, and the real person actually let out a slight sigh.

At this time, everyone looked at the two ancestors quietly, these two were the oldest monks in the team, the highest cultivators, and they were very respected by everyone.

Yan Ling didn't expect that the lottery would cause such a result, it was too difficult, no matter who it was, they couldn't help it, these two can be described as highly respected, especially in this operation, they all took great care of young people like Yan Ling with low cultivation. Now that these two ancestors with the highest cultivation have been allowed to go to the altar, Yan Ling and them are really uncomfortable.

But Qiushan Ancestor didn't seem to feel this at all, but grinned, "Brother, in the end, only our two old men are left, okay, good, the opportunity is still left to the young people, this is also God's arrangement, old brother, don't fight with me, you are like this, you can't even use the exercises, it's better to stay here and take care of these future generations." ”

After Qiu Shan Ancestor finished speaking, he was about to reach out and take away the pen holder in the hand of Master Yuqing, but he was stopped by Qingcheng Ancestor.

"What do you mean, look down on me, it's because I can't use the exercises now that I should let me go, can you be sure that you must use the exercises to get the magic sword? No, maybe it's because I can't use the aura that I can get the magic sword instead. I'm a waste now, so I'll do it. After saying that, the Qingcheng Ancestor even wanted to snatch the pen holder in the hands of the Master Yuqing.

"No, two ancestors, let me go. I don't have any skills, but I'm careful, I will definitely find a way to get the Ancient Demon Sword, and the key is to lead the other Daoists to leave safely, let me go. "At the beginning, the monk in the middle of the Yuan Dynasty actually took the initiative to jump out, quickly ran in front of the Master Yuqing, and reached out to get the chess pieces in the pen holder.

"you, little doll, what are you doing here, where are you going to stay cool." Qingcheng Ancestor directly blocked it and pushed it away.

The remaining monks also stepped forward one after another, expressing their willingness to go to the altar to get the magic sword on behalf of the two ancestors, and even Yuan Qingxuan also opened his mouth to express his willingness, so the lottery decision became a mess again.

In the end, it was the Master Yuqing who spoke again, "Two ancestors, since it has been explained before, let's count it according to the lottery." Otherwise, there is no way to tell anything. ”

Seeing the current situation, the two ancestors also had to nod, if they continued to be humble, then the younger juniors would have to participate in place of them.

"You guys get out of the way. Who said it could be replaced, and what could be replaced? It can't be replaced, whoever is drawn is who, God's arrangement, what the old man said before, you all stand aside, me and Qingcheng Ancestor are not shirking, whoever draws will go, maybe there is any chance. Qiu Shan Old Ancestor raised his face and yelled at everyone.

This time, everyone has nothing to say, and since the words have been said to this point, they can only resign themselves to fate.

Qingcheng Ancestor also laughed, "Half a chance, you don't have to be humble, I'll come first." As he spoke, he put his hand into the pen holder, took out a chess piece casually, held it in the palm of his hand, and turned his head to look at Qiushan Ancestor, "Little brother, it's your turn." ”

Qiu Shan Ancestor also laughed loudly, and took out the last chess piece in the pen holder, which was also held in his hand and not unfolded.

Finally, the two looked at each other and smiled, and at the same time spread their palms. Everyone gathered around the two of them, wondering what the end result would be.

The palms of the hands are spread out at the same time, one black and one white.

Qiushan Ancestor got the last white chess piece, but Qingcheng Ancestor got the only black chess piece, and the person who went to the altar to get the magic sword was Qingcheng Ancestor.

The fate was determined in this way, and the Qingcheng Ancestor didn't have any expression after seeing the chess pieces in his hand, but unfortunately, the others all showed regretful expressions.

As a result, when the ancestor of Qingcheng saw it, he laughed again, "Okay, the old man's life is worth it." You don't have to look like that, old man, I'm not going to die that easily. Rest assured, I will be able to retrieve the Ancient Sword. Then he showed a sly smile: "Hehe, maybe old man, what other great chance will I encounter?" (To be continued......)