Middle Tang Dynasty, Later Liao, Eastern Wu, Southern Chu, Northern Wei, and Former Qin.

This is the order in which the nations appear in the third and final round of the Crowd War.

"This order is really ......"

As the examiner announced such an order, the surrounding people broke out in an instant after a silence.

"Qianqin is the last?"

"It's not the finale, it's a fool......"

"That's an interesting order......

"Followed by Southern Chu and Northern Wei...... Will this former Qin people be so frightened that their legs are weak and they can't jump at all, hahaha......"

In the whispers around him, Ying Xun, who was standing on the high platform, clenched his fists tightly, and a trace of unwillingness and remorse crossed his eyes.

Why is he out of luck at this time?

"Second brother, this order ......" Zhao Guang didn't care about the order of the draw, and after the draw, he jumped off the stage and returned to Li Ji's side, at this time, looking at Ying Xun's reaction, he looked at Li Ji beside him.

"Well, it's terrible for Qianqin." Li Ji said lightly. The man's eyes quietly stared at Li Ji on the stage and the girl behind him.

The festival dance is performed for a long time, and it is not the finale that is the most advantageous for the finale, but the most advantageous for making an impression.

And in this case, there is no worse order of play than being caught in the middle of a strong country. Especially in the case of the former Qin, after the two great powers of Southern Chu and Northern Wei, the emotions of the people and examiners will be directly immersed in the shocking sacrificial dances of the previous two countries, and will not leave any impression on the former Qin.

Although Nan Chu did not have such an anti-heaven existence as Ji Jiashu this time, it was effortless to take away everyone's attention, and although the Northern Wei Dynasty did not have a traditional repertoire of sacrificial dances, no one knew what would jump out, but Li Ji looked at the Northern Wei saintess with a smile on the corner of his mouth in the stands, and he had an ominous premonition in his heart for some reason.

"Anyway, coming in last, there is a risk of overlapping with the sacrificial dance in front," Zhao Guang nodded when he heard this, "Qian Qin really carried it home this time." ”

These days in Danyang City, rumors that Qianqin wanted to win the first place in the three battles have spread, so many people, even Zhao Guang, have paid attention to Qianqin's lottery results for the first time.

"It seems that the draw on the polo field last time used up all your luck," Zhao Guang looked at Ying Xun, who was gritting his teeth in the distance, and the former Qin cultivator with a gloomy expression in the direction of the audience.

Luck.

"Wait, that's not right!"

However, at this time, Li Ji's stunned voice suddenly sounded in Zhao Guang's ears.

"What's wrong?" Zhao Guang was stunned and looked at Li Ji beside him, but found that Li Ji's eyes under the mask were staring straight in one direction, and as he looked, he found that it was the girl standing under the stage.

And the girl didn't look at them, nor did she look at Yingxun, but also quietly looked at an object on the high platform.

Listening to the cynicism of the people around him, Ying Xun took a deep breath and turned around, walking towards the stage with heavy steps, he didn't even want to face the rest of the team, and he didn't even want to raise his head.

He lowered his head and could see how ugly the faces of the other former Qin cultivators in the audience were.

However, at this time, Ying Xun was suddenly stunned.

Because he saw the girl.

Among the many disappointed and frightened faces, only the girl's expression remained calm.

Ying Baoyue stood quietly under the stage, no joy or anger on her face, just staring at ...... Behind him.

Behind?

Ying Xun was excited, turned his head suddenly, and followed Ying Baoyue's gaze to what he saw.

The box in the center of the high platform.

"Signing?" At this time, Zhao Guang also saw the thing with Li Ji's gaze, because the lottery had been drawn, and the examiner was organizing the soldiers to move the lottery box down, "What's wrong with that?" ”

"It was my negligence," and at this moment, Li Ji, who was beside him, took a deep breath, "There was a problem with the lottery just now." ”

"Questions?" Zhao Guang's pupils shrank, and he looked at Li Ji in astonishment, "Anyone else is doing tricks in this kind of lottery?" ”

It is a felony to manipulate the draw of the beginner's grand ceremony, and although the order of appearance in the third round of the battle will have an impact on the results between countries, it is different from the form of the polo battle, and even if it has an impact, it is not to the point of life and death.

In Zhao Guang's opinion, he can still understand the polo battle, but he really didn't expect that someone would take a big risk and have to do tricks on the lottery for the order of appearance of the ceremony.

"I didn't expect it either," Li Ji said in a deep voice listening to Zhao Guang's words, "so I was negligent and didn't pay attention to it just now." ”

And by this time it was already too late.

The die is cast.

But Li Ji didn't understand one thing.

That is.

Why not hesitate to draw the black hand in the current order? Is it just to let the powerful country play in advance to steal the attention of the audience and examiners, and make Qianqin's brilliance greatly reduced?

Just for such a reason?

The ominous premonition in Li Ji's heart became deeper for some reason.

What is this hidden behind the scenes?

Under the altar, Ying Baoyue quietly stared at the heavy box and said silently.

But no matter what those people want to do, the order of the third round of the battle has been decided.

Ying Baoyue took a deep breath and stretched out her hand to Ying Xun, who blamed herself on the altar.

"Welcome back, cousin, it's just the order of appearance," she looked at Yingxun and said, "You can't decide anything, you don't have to blame yourself too much." ”

Indeed, this does not determine anything.

Ying Xun exhaled, looking at the girl's smile, and felt a lot better in her heart for some reason. He stepped down from the altar and returned to her side and among the former Qin cultivators, just as the bell by the high platform was struck.

"The third round of the Beginner Ceremony Everyone Battle begins!"

"The first scene, Zhongtang!"

Amid the shouts of the ceremonial officials, the cultivators of the Middle and Tang Dynasty took the lead in changing into sacrificial robes and marching in a solemn procession to the stage.

And the Later Liao cultivators who were ranked after the Middle Tang Dynasty also began to prepare, and there were special clothing sheds and music sheds next to the altar. The clothes shed is for the participating practitioners to change their sacrificial clothes, and the music shed is for the musicians brought by each country.

The music of the festival dance is particularly important, and it will even affect the final effect, so the music of the festival dance in various countries is arranged in advance by a special person, and the music is prepared in the music booth early, so as to bring the most wonderful performance at that time.

At this time, the sacrificial dance of the Tang Dynasty began, and the music of the musicians of the Tang Dynasty came from the music shed, which immediately captured the hearts of all the people around.

"The rhythm of the Middle Tang Dynasty is really a must," the order was at the end, and the team was all in the ranks of former Qin cultivators in the forest, Ying Xun couldn't help but sigh as he listened to the sacrificial music coming from afar.

Ying Baoyue nodded when she heard this, the people of the Tang Dynasty can't fight, but they are artists per capita, and they have high attainments in the silk and bamboo orchestral rhythm dance.

However, unlike pure music, although the festival is called a dance, it is not enough to dance.

The requirements for liturgy and practitioners' understanding of the way of heaven are even higher.

And at this moment, with a burst of exclamations from the people, an unprecedented aura appeared in the sky above the altar.

Here it comes!

Ying Baoyue raised her head with everyone.

On the third round of the Warring States Seven Beginning Ceremony, the first divine revelation.

And so it became.

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