The group walked on the Hongqiao with a smile and a smile, Zhang Xiaofan and Lin Jingyu were naturally very excited, but Mo Wen was not interested, there was no scenery in the familiar place, and the Hongqiao Yunhai looked comfortable, but he was tired of seeing it for a long time. At this time, he was on guard, the place where the water qilin was sleeping was about to arrive, and this ancient beast was about to go berserk, Mo Wen still wanted to take a closer look at how Dao Xuan Zhenren and the water qilin made a move.

Zhang Xiaofan and Jingyu chatted very energetically, and they didn't pay much attention to Mo Wen's abnormality walking in front of them, chatting and chatting, Lin Jingyu had a counterproductive effect on Zhang Xiaofan's comfort......

[See? Everybody thinks I'm here just to see ...... Why not get angry? But what is this feeling of unwillingness? Thinking of this, the burning stick in Zhang Xiaofan's arms suddenly emitted an astonishing cold aura and collided in his meridians, and at the same time, on the edge of the waterhole, the sleeping water qilin suddenly opened his eyes.

"Roar!! The huge roar shook the Qingyun disciples walking on the steps unsteadily, and some of the guys even fell on their heels, Mo Wen had been prepared, and quickly stabilized his center of gravity, and turned to look at the waterhole: the water qilin's golden eyes were full of hatred, it looked around, and finally locked its eyes on the Qingyun disciples on the stone steps. Then there was another earth-shattering roar, and Mo Wen saw a huge column of water rushing towards them, and the column of water roared violently, as if there were countless transparent beasts roaring in it.

【It's so strong...... Even if I tried hard, I could barely hold on for a second or two. Mo Wen's face turned pale, and he silently estimated it, and came to this dismal conclusion.

[The gap in combat effectiveness is too big...... It's a fool's dream to keep Baguio under the Zhuxian Sword, and now I'm not even a first-class master...... It seems that the loss of Qingyunmen can only be minimized, and anyway, Baguio is not without a chance to save it. Mo Wen pursed his lips, not paying any attention to the water column that hit him.

"Lingzun Calm His Anger!" Dao Xuan Zhenren flashed in front of the stunned Qingyun disciples, and the dark green Dao robe suddenly became huge, blocking the huge water column.

"Bang!" With a muffled sound, the robe was directly knocked into the middle and bulged, although the water column was blocked, but its residual power still made some disciples whose cultivation was not very high suffer a little loss, and many people just got up and fell down again, including Zhang Xiaofan.

At this time, the elders of the Qingyun Sect all floated in the air, staring at the water qilin as if they were facing a great enemy, but the water qilin was not afraid, and his round eyes swept the Qingyun disciples on the stone steps a few times, revealing a confused look, and twitched his big nose to smell in the air...... After a while, the water qilin finally gave up, turned around and glanced at these little people, lay on the ground and continued to doze off.

"It was Lingzun who made a joke on everyone just now, you don't have to be nervous, now all the disciples who participated in the martial arts test should go to the Yuqing Hall in turn." Biting his ears with Dao Xuan Zhenren for a while, Cangsong Dao Ren said aloud to these frightened Qingyun disciples.

[Joke? I can't afford to make a joke about my little life." Mo Wen wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and continued to walk towards the Yuqing Palace.

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"Don't ask, how is Second Uncle Wang?" Zhang Xiaofan looked at Yuqing Palace, and his voice was a little low.

"Someone to take care of him." Mo Wen also sighed, "But he's still the same, crazy." ”

"When this competition is over, I want to go and see him, let's go together." Zhang Xiaofan looked up at the two.

"Okay." Mo Wen readily agreed, "As long as you have time." ”

At this time, a dark green figure appeared at the entrance of the Yuqing Palace, which was the head of the Qingyun Sect, Dao Xuan Zhenren. When the elders of the various veins saw him walk in, their attention was focused on him. Cangsong Daoren stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Senior Brother in charge, Lingzun ......"

Dao Xuan Zhenren immediately glanced at him, and then turned to face the more than sixty Qingyun Junjie who participated in the "Seven Veins Martial Arts" with a smile: "Everyone is here, okay, okay." ”

"I've seen the real person in charge." Mo Wen followed them and bowed down.

Dao Xuan Zhenren smiled and sat down in his seat, while Cangsong Zhenren took a step forward and said loudly: "Everyone, you are all the leaders of the younger generation of Qingyunmen, my Qingyun lineage has been more than 2,000 years since the establishment of the faction, and I am really a Taoist orthodox and righteous leader. But the ancients had a saying: industry is prosperous in diligence, and absurdity is in play. There are clouds again: sail against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat. In order to warn future generations and promote young disciples, I sent the patriarch to pass on the grand event of the Seven Veins Huiwu, which has been held for a full 20 years now. Today, under the leadership of the senior brother of Daoxuan, my Qingyunmen is prosperous and prosperous, far better than in the previous life, and there are countless outstanding people in the younger generation. Therefore, after the senior brother in charge of the sect discussed with the first seat of each vein, the number of people in the big test was increased to 64, so as not to regret the loss of pearls in the sea. ”

[It is precisely because of your patronage and development that the Demon Sect can also develop.] Mo Wen sighed secretly, [not only to develop, but also to suppress...... Your suppression is obviously not enough. 】

Cangsong Daoren paused, pointed to the mahogany box on the open space on the right side of the hall and continued: "In this big test, the number of people has doubled, so there are some changes in the lottery, in that mahogany box, there are a total of sixty-three wax pills, each of which is wrapped in a note, and the number from one to sixty-three is written on it. After the draw is completed, the competition will be based on the numbers, and so on, such as 1 to 64, 2 to 63, 3 to 62, and so on, and then in the second round, the winner of 1 and 64 will be the winner of 2 and 63, and so on, until the final battle. Do you understand? ”

"Why are there only sixty-three wax pills?" The disciples in the audience asked loudly.

"Ahem." Cangsong Daoren coughed dryly twice, "The rules of this competition are that there are nine people in each of the seven veins of Qingyunmen, of which there is one more person in Changmen, but, cough cough, because there is only one lineage and the same sect has sent a total of eight disciples, so there is one less, so there are only sixty-three people." ”

Then most of the eyes of the hall were focused on Tian Buyi's short and fat body, and the Qingyun disciples in the audience were even more discussed, Tian Buyi had a cold face, and he was angry in his heart, but it was not easy to attack.

After a while, the hall fell silent, and Cangsong Daoren continued: "But this is not a difficult matter, among the sixty-three wax pills, as long as any disciple draws the number one, it is extremely lucky, because there is no opponent of the number sixty-four, so he has a bye in the first round." ”

"So luck is also part of strength." Mo Wen smiled and whispered.

Dao Xuan Zhenren stood up, everyone in the audience immediately stopped the discussion, Dao Xuan Zhenren looked around, nodded, and said, "In this case, let's go and draw lots." ”

"I'm leaving." After saying hello to the two boys, Mo Wen walked forward with Nagato's team and smoked a wax pill.

Walking back to the stage, Mo Wen opened the wax pill and found that there was only a small note with "wanton pickup" written on it.

Sure enough, the treatment of the same "darling of destiny" is still different. Don't ask and sigh secretly.

After putting away the note, Mo Wen raised his eyes and looked around, and suddenly he saw a person, and he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore.

At this time, it happened to be the lottery of Xiaozhufeng, and one of the women had a melon seed face, snow-colored palace clothes, eyebrows like distant mountains, and her skin was as beautiful as white jade, and her eyes were godly, but they revealed a cold and cold light. She carried a sky-blue sword, on which the light flowed, lining her beautiful face.

Thump! Thump! Mo Wen seemed to be able to hear the sound of his heart beating violently, and he only felt that the blood in his whole body was about to burn......

[There are such beautiful people in this world! Mo Wen looked at the woman stupidly, all the reason, all the calmness had long been thrown into the country of Java.

"Don't be stunned! Let's go. I don't know how long it took, Mo Wen was slapped on the shoulder before he reacted. At this time, there were only the first seat of the seven veins and a few disciples in the main hall.

"Senior brother?" Mo asked only then did he see who the person who woke him up.

"Senior Brother Mo, what do you want? Why did you stay in this Yuqing Palace? Chang Jian was a little curious, and when he was about to walk to the door, he found that Mo Wen was still standing in place, like a log, so he went over to wake him up, "Let's go, we will start the competition tomorrow." ”

"Senior brother...... What did Master just say? Look at your face so happy? "Don't pretend to be curious, baby.

"You didn't even pay attention to this? You're wandering too badly. Chang Jian glanced at him with some surprise, "This time, the martial master of the Seven Veins Association wants to reward the first place, which is the 'Liuhe Mirror' handed down by the ancestor. ”

"Only Senior Brother Duan Lei and you have a chance." Mo Wen grinned disdainfully, "Everyone else is just daydreaming." ”

"Hehe, Senior Brother doesn't have this idea, Little Senior Brother," Chang Jian looked at Mo Wen seriously, and said: "Now that Senior Brother Xiao has been ordered to go down the mountain, the highest cultivation among the disciples of Tongtian Peak is you, you must fight seriously and win glory for my Changmen." ”

"Hehe, senior brother, my meager Dao ......" Mo Wen scratched his head, and just wanted to make a haha to fool around, but was interrupted by Chang Jian.

"Don't be modest, you're already better than me." Chang Jian looked a little lonely, "Come on, the 'Liuhe Mirror' is a treasure." ”

[Even if it's a good thing, I'm not blessed...... No matter how you look at that mirror, it can't compare to Yunying. Mo Wen smiled helplessly, "Senior brother, I will naturally do my best." ”

"That's good, go back and rest, and we'll have to compete tomorrow."

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[Is that Lu Xueqi? ] It's so beautiful...... And it's still a long black straight ......] Mo Wen looked at the roof blankly, thinking about the peerless face that he had only seen once, but was deeply imprinted in his heart.

[Is this love at first sight?] I've reached puberty too? I'm an uncle in my forties......] Mo Wen picked up the bamboo pillow under his head and began to roll on the wide kang.

[Forget it, Lu Xueqi is the heroine, but I'm so unwilling...... Let's give it a try, it's a big deal to help match Zhang Damu and Xiaohuan after rescuing Baguio, and it will be considered as compensation for him. Mo Wen secretly made up his mind.

The crooked moon hangs in the air, the breeze gently caresses the branches of the green trees, the silent night, some people can't sleep all night because of tomorrow's game, some people toss and turn because they see their favorite girl, some people secretly meet their sweethearts under this moonlight, and some people see their loved ones devote themselves to others and are sad......

The moon is sinking in the west, the morning sun is rising, and the soft sunlight is sprinkled on the cloud-filled square, faintly revealing eight huge wooden platforms...... Qingyun's sixty-year seven-vein martial arts is about to begin!