Chapter 74: The White-Haired Old Woman
After three days of screening, there were a total of fifty-one martial artists who were successfully promoted to the Purple Duan and entered the next link of the Duan Meeting.
These included elite young men from various small and medium-sized sects, some strong and habitual solitary cultivators, the old man whose identity was unknown, Chu Nan Heling Jundong and his party, Han Rinbai's brothers and sisters, and two of the twelve Wang family disciples.
At the beginning, these little-known teenagers who were the opposite of the Wang family's inner disciples, many martial artists had the mentality of watching the excitement and watching jokes, but they didn't expect that they really picked up a big joke. It's just that this joke didn't come from these teenagers led by Liuyun, but from the more than ten disciples of the Wang family.
The young man who didn't take the provocation of the twelve Wang family disciples into account all successfully advanced and entered the next link.
On the other hand, the vigorous Wang family disciples, only the two barely succeeded. The rest were ruthlessly eliminated.
And that kind of funny scene of being knocked over by the opponent with one blow, eh...... The surrounding warriors and the warriors in the audience looked at the two young men in royal robes among the group of people on the stage, and their eyes were dyed with a lot of playful or complicated colors.
The two red-robed teenagers standing in the crowd on the stage were a little green when they were looked at by those inexplicable eyes.
In addition to this incident being talked about by people, there is another incident that has also set off a lot of turmoil.
That is, Han Rinbai and Xu Xuanyi tied for the promotion. Therefore, the number of people promoted in this year's Duan will be more than fifty, and there will be a "one".
"It's been many years since there has been such a thing as a tie for promotion......," Lu Yiren sighed," Lu Yiren sighed.
The thin man beside him rarely did not refute Lu Yiren's words, but just stared at the giant tree in the sky in the test hall in a daze.
"Wang Shuo?"
Lu Yiren was a little puzzled by Wang Shuo's abnormality today.
"Recently...... The heart was a little panicked for no reason. ”
Wang Shuo came back to his senses and let out a long breath. The palm of his hand was gently pressed against the heart that was beating a little fast, and his voice was slightly dry.
......
The second part of the meeting will not continue in this open space.
One link for another. On the one hand, it is to add some freshness to the warriors who come to watch the meeting, and on the other hand, it is to prevent some warriors with a strong sense of space from adapting to the light and terrain of the previous ring. Give the warriors a new venue before the next competition, add some difficulty changes to the terrain of the competition, and implement the fairness and justice of the duanhui competition as much as possible.
"Didn't give you a hand?"
Liuyun walked forward with the flow of people while talking softly to Chu Nanhe beside him.
Chu Nanhe shook his head slowly. He was also curious about how to play the next game without a hand.
With the guidance of the staff of the measuring hall, Liuyun and his party passed through an extremely long passage and came to a magnificent building.
It can be said that this is a palace in the true sense of the word. Its decoration style is completely different from the simple and low-key style of the front yard and the entire hall.
The majestic supreme pedestal formed by multiple Sumeru seats stacked on top of each other, connected with the body of the hall engraved with strange runes, the line of sight moved up to the glittering golden roof, at a glance, it seems that this already huge building is even more magnificent. The smooth and sturdy surface of the stone stairs, the moment you step on it, you subconsciously bow your head, and your eyes are slightly narrowed.
Sure enough, this is not marble, but jade!
Entering the lobby of this palace, everyone was shocked by this extremely majestic carved railing Yuche and gasped.
This palace, located in the depths of the temple, is very different from the quaint architecture of the front yard and other places. I saw that the cloud top sandalwood in the hall was the beam, the crystal jade was the lamp, the pearl was the curtain, and the fan gold was the pillar base. There is a huge moon pearl hanging above the treasure roof in the hall, shining brightly, like the stars in the sky. The interior of the palace, which is already very spacious and bright, is exceptionally clean and bright.
The ground is paved with white jade, embedded with gold beads, chiseled into the ground for the lotus, the flowers are all into the appearance of a five-stemmed lotus, the petals are fresh and exquisite, and the heart of the lotus is also delicate and recognizable.
The warriors passed through an extremely long and wide corridor and came to an enclosed arena.
On top of the tall and spacious purple gold arena, a tall ring sits in the center of the arena. With this as the core, it is surrounded by various exquisite observation platforms. The higher the floor, the more expensive the decoration, which means that the status of the wait-and-see warrior resting on this floor is more prominent.
In addition to the delicate high platforms that sit around the vast ring, the perspective is downward, and under the ring are one after another exquisite seats carved from rosewood.
In contrast, this is the most shabby and shabby viewing area of the palace.
But even so, the martial artists who are qualified to sit here are by no means ordinary martial artists. After the first stage of the competition was screened, for some unknown people and martial artists who came to see the excitement, the Duan meeting was over.
To be allowed to enter this palace, even if it is a martial artist who sits in this "most shabby" place, at least it is a cultivation family with a certain family background, and is qualified to sit here and watch the next competition, choose a "martial seedling" suitable for the development of his family, and inject fresh blood inheritance into his family.
"Squeak-ahh
In a dimly lit room full of books, the door was suddenly opened.
An old woman with white hair and a face full of vicissitudes walked in expressionlessly.
The old man who was lying on the desk with an old magnifying glass repeatedly looked at a book that was too old to be old, his shiny wheat-colored scalp could be clearly seen under the sparse hair on the top of his head, as if he had not noticed that the door of the study had just been opened, and he was still carefully looking for something.
"I heard...... The Spirit Clan is also fully prepared to enter the 'Secret Land of the Netherland' in some time?"
As if sensing that the old woman sitting opposite was already a little annoyed, the old man slowly stopped his subordinates from reading and asked.
The white-haired old woman glanced at him and frowned, a pair of dark eyes flashing with a sharp glint in her sunken eye sockets.
"I don't know...... I stopped talking about the Spirit Race a few years ago. ”
A slightly hoarse voice came from the shriveled but still rosy lips, and before the words fell, the old woman seemed to remember something, and a trace of anger flashed in her eyes that were not cloudy.
"Smack. ”
With a crisp sound, the old woman threw a strangely shaped spirit stone to the old man lying on the desk.
The spirit stone was thrown on the desk, and in an instant, only a muffled sound was heard, and the solid wooden desktop was crushed by the small spirit stone.
"This is a favor to repay you, and I don't owe you anything from now on. ”