It is a huge and empty square, each floor tile is almost more than five meters, surrounded by three huge mountain ranges, which looks majestic, majestic and sacred.

At the foot of the three mountain ranges, several rings have been mined, and there are layers of corridors on them, which have long been crowded with people, looking at the square below.

On the square, as if participating in the imperial examination, a strange black wooden table was placed on each floor tile.

In previous years, there were no these, but there would be many rings built in the huge square, and the competition would be played by drawing lots until the top ten were selected among hundreds of people, and then the spiritual milk would be rewarded, and the name would be famous, and the treasure land of the entire Cangshen clan - the Blood Building would choose a magical power.

These are on the surface, but secretly, such as the allocation of resources each time, the annual academic exchanges of each sect, the internal determination of the faction where the patriarch of the next person is located, etc., are all reflected from these competitions.

For example, next year, the royal family invites many young people to communicate, who will they send? Of course, it's the top few, and when you get there, you will come into contact with whom, what relationships, what knowledge you will gain, what things you get, there are too many unspoken rules.

Xuanchen of that year, he won the first place in his generation, rich resources, has always been valued, a few years later, the experience and cultivation are almost over, the previous patriarch retired, he was designated to become the 'crown prince', but unfortunately no one expected the next thing.

In short, this kind of large-scale competition once every ten years is a competition of the four veins.

Everyone values it, including the participating generation who have been given a lot of responsibility.

One after another, people were verified for identity, searched for contraband and put them in the square, and every time a very famous or good-looking man or woman entered, on the three mountain ranges, the onlookers in the cloister or the previous one, one by one excitedly shouted their names, whistled, and almost set off fireworks and beat drums.

The screams came and went, this competition, or in previous years, was carried out internally, and it was severely filmed and uploaded to the Internet, and it was analyzed by people with intentions, so in this regard, the Cangshen clan was very strict, but in the sky above the square, there was a huge projection light curtain for live broadcasting, so as not to let some people on the mountain see clearly.

Each table is divided into four colors, arranged according to the four surnames of Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang, the first hundred tables are the surnames of Tian, as for where to stand, you can choose at will, and then the surname of the earth, and so on, of course, to the Xuanmai, only two short lines of twenty tables remained.

Because there were only twenty people who signed up for Xuanmai, and then there were one hundred tables surnamed Huang.

From above, the four colors of the black wooden table, because of the addition of other materials, reflect four different colors from the black in the sun, but some people saw this, and immediately cursed.

Obviously, everyone should be a hundred tables, how beautiful it looks and how comfortable it is, this Xuanmai is disgusting, it has to be so short and irregular, if you don't want to play, you can give it up, I don't know I have obsessive-compulsive disorder, and it's uncomfortable to look at it from the top down.

No, no, I have to go down and watch, or I'm going to go crazy.

People kept entering, randomly choosing their own areas and tables, and then standing behind, with another scream, there were many girls, looking at a man who walked in on the light curtain, hugged each other excitedly, jumping and jumping.

"So handsome, help me, I'm going to faint."

"That's the peerless sky, the most dazzling genius of the younger generation now, and now he has turned into a god as early as a year ago, and he is only one step away from the Cave Void Realm comparable to the Demon King."

"Yes, yes, I don't know how many girls in the four veins have a crush on him, I heard that this time he is bound to win the first place, get the spiritual milk, and break through to the cave realm in one fell swoop."

"I heard that the surname of heaven is the same lineage, and the only writer is him, the odds are very high, and the talent must be very high, how can it be like us who are sideways, so envious."

"Sometimes it's really impossible to say, I saw those two, Di Ziming with the surname of the first lineage, and Huang Yiyi with the surname Huang, they are also the Great Perfection of the Transformation Divine Realm, and they are also Liufang writers."

"It should be, in fact, since the day before yesterday announced the revision of the rules of this competition, all these rumors have been implemented, I really didn't expect that in addition to their cultivation is so powerful, even their talents in other aspects are so unattainable."

"Envy, they are the real proud sons and daughters of the sky, we are green leaves lined with saffron, and we can't keep up with their pace in this life."

"Hey, look, on the light curtain, the one who entered the scene this time is the Xuanmai, that person is the new one from the Xuanmai?"

"It's so familiar, wait, he seems to be the most famous 'I love big steamed buns' on the music Internet."

"Oh, it's really, I remember, his real name on the Internet seems to be called Song Yu, it seems that this competition is really a dragon fight, the talent of steamed buns is very high, and the latest military formation of the dynasty some time ago seems to be his."

"I really didn't expect that Xuanmai would dig him up, there is a good show to watch now, many people don't pay attention to music, only some people who study music understand their circle."

"It seems that the rumors are true, Xuanmai ran away from home a few years ago, named Xuanyi, and now she is a pivotal figure in the music industry, she sent her protégé Song Yu to participate, and the situation of each vein will change in the future."

"I think you're thinking too much, even if he participates in it, what can he do, the three veins that so few people can fight against? They are all used to the bottom, you see the other dozen or so people in the Xuanmai, one by one listless, eager to complete the task immediately and go home to sleep. ”

"Yes, in the three veins, there are many boutique writers who have been secretly cultivated, and there are many people who learn to make music, all of them seem to be famous on the Internet, and their talents are also very high."

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Countless people were talking, pointing at every person who entered the venue, and the figures cast on the light curtain pointed and made loud noises, soaring into the sky, so that the clouds above the square were scattered without a shadow, leaving behind the blue sky and the blazing sun.

Song Ren handed Xiao Xi to her under Su Youwei's entrustment, signaling him to rest assured, after the test, he entered the venue, looking at the dense crowd of people around him, Song Ren sighed for a while, this must be at least a hundred thousand people.

In the past, such a scene was still a grand occasion that I had only seen when I watched football, and it really deserved to be the Cangshen clan.

Song Ren's heart was surging for a while, and then followed the other Xuanmai people, walking towards the tables and chairs in his area, and directly above them, there were rows of elder seats, Song Ren even saw Xiao Changen and Jiang Pu sitting in the corner, and the rest of the elders were all smiling and talking, only the two of them, as if they were isolated, just staring at the others in the room.

Each is distinct, the remaining three veins, the elders occupy at least thirteen or fourteen, it can be seen from their layered clothes, sitting at the top, is now the patriarch of the Cangshen clan - Tianxuan, a middle-aged man with a scepter in his right hand, with a majestic face, sitting next to him is the person who wrote the question this time, and it is also the quasi-emperor Xiuwei and the author of the emperor who condensed the gods a few days ago - Tianyi Ancestor.

"You are Song Yu, I love to eat big steamed buns?" Just as Song Ren was looking at the elder's seat, a voice suddenly remembered, and as soon as Song Ren turned his head, he saw two men and a woman coming to him.