In the Yuqing Palace, Zhou Miaotong heard Cangsong's explanation, although he was a little amazed in his heart, he was only slightly amazed.

After all, following Qin Hao all the way, she has also experienced a lot of wind and rain, and even immortals such as Sun Wukong have seen and chatted, and it is not surprising that she has a history of thousands of years.

What's more, she is now breaking through the middle stage of Vientiane real people, and the future breakthrough of the Yuan Shen Dao people is just around the corner, and then there will be no borders, and thousands of years will only be one-tenth of her lifespan.

From the moment she embarked on this spiritual path, the meaning of time to her disappeared little by little.

Maybe in the future, millions of years will pass when she sleeps, and time really doesn't mean much at that time.

Of course, that is the future, and now she still has to race against time to break through the Yuan Shen Dao people as soon as possible, at least then she can help the master a little, and she will not always be able to watch behind her.

In front of the hall, Cangsong Zhenren was still talking over there, and the disciples listened carefully, and Zhou Miaotong looked a little out of the world.

After a short scene, Cangsong Zhenren also went straight to the point.

What theme?

Naturally, it is tomorrow's seven-vein martial arts.

I only listened to the words of Cangsong Daoren for a slight pause, and then said: "In this big test, the number of people has doubled, so there are some changes in the lottery, please take a look." ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the open space on the right side of the hall, and everyone looked at it, only to see that there was a large mahogany box there, boxy, with only a small hole on the upper side that allowed an arm to stretch into.

"In that mahogany box, there were sixty-four wax pills, each of which contained a note with numbers ranging from one to sixty-four." The disciples suddenly made a commotion, but Cangsong Daoist ignored it, and said: "After the lottery is completed, the competition will be based on the number, with one against sixty-four, two against sixty-three. Three against sixty-two, and so on, and then in the second round, the winner of number one and sixty-four is the winner of number two and sixty-three, and so on, until the final battle. Do you understand? ”

All the disciples in the hall nodded their heads one after another, and they already understood the rules of this seven-vein martial arts.

Seeing this, Cangsong Zhenren also nodded slightly, and followed his gaze to look at Daoxuan Zhenren at the top of the head.

Dao Xuan Zhenren stood up and looked around, he was the head of the family. There was silence. Dao Xuan Zhenren nodded and said, "In that case, let's go and draw lots." ”

Above the main hall, everyone's eyes fell on the mahogany chest. First, the nine disciples of the Nagato First Pulse walked out, walked to the box in turn, and each took out a wax pill, and then the disciples of the First Pulse of the Dragon Head Peak.

This has always been the case, and the Nagato line is naturally the head of the Seven Peaks of Qingyun. The first vein of Longshou Peak is second only to Changmen, and is located in the second place of Qingyun Seven Peaks. The first Cangsong real person is notoriously harsh. It has great prestige in the entire Qingyun Seven Peaks.

The other five peaks are not much different, except for the small bamboo peak is slightly special, and the big bamboo peak has gradually declined in recent years, but there is no difference between who is high and who is low.

One by one the disciples in the hall came up to draw lots, and from time to time, some disciples secretly looked at the heads of the peaks and the elders present.

These elders are different from Qin Hao, Qin Hao is the elder of the entire Qingyun Sect. It can be called the Great Elder. And these elders are the elders of each peak, and they are the disciples of the first seat of each peak in the previous generation, because they have not been able to inherit the position of the first seat, so they can only condescend to the position of elders.

Compared to Qin Hao, an elder who was on an equal footing with the heads of the peaks, these elders were a little dwarfed.

Of course. Qin Hao didn't mean to look down on them, although Qin Hao didn't look at these people very seriously.

The Qingyun disciples drew lots one by one, and each got their own wax pills.

The wax pill shattered with a slight pinch, and inside was a small note with numbers written on it.

When everyone had drawn lots and got their own numbers, the first Cangsong Zhenren coughed lightly, making the Qingyun disciples in the whispered conversation quiet down one after another.

"Okay, since the lottery has been completed, the disciples will come to me and report their names according to the signature number, and then post it on the red list, and you will know who your opponent is."

At this moment, Qin Hao also checked the numbers drawn by his three disciples, and after finding that the three of them would not meet in the first round, he also smiled and nodded, and after a few words of encouragement, he let them stand behind him.

Over there, Dao Xuan Zhenren was speaking, and the content was unremarkable, and it wasn't until he mentioned the champion reward of this year's Seven Veins Martial Arts that there were a few exclamations from the crowd.

Knowing that the disciples' faces changed slightly, they were also very surprised in their hearts. And those disciples who didn't know why could only look at those senior brothers and sisters whose faces changed slightly, and the curiosity in their hearts was as if they had been scratched by a cat.

Dao Xuan Zhenren paused for a moment, smiled and looked at the discussion of the disciples under his door, and when the time was almost up, it was announced that the competition would start tomorrow, and today everyone was naturally resting on Tongtian Peak for one night, and the accommodation had already been arranged.

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The disciples left the Yuqing Hall and went to their respective resting quarters under the leadership of several Tongtian Peak disciples.

Not to mention how tense the listing of Tongtian Peak is, how many people are crammed into one room, these trivial things.

However, it was said that in the evening of the same day, in a courtyard in the North Garden of Tongtian Peak, this was the place specially arranged by Dao Xuan Zhenren for Qin Hao. And Qin Hao also brought his three disciples here, the side where they lived was too crowded, or his side was very spacious.

At this moment, Qin Hao in the courtyard was explaining some of the questions encountered in cultivation to the three disciples.

As he was talking, there was a knock on the door.

Qin Hao's brows furrowed slightly, and with a wave of his big sleeves, a soft wind opened the gate of the courtyard.

Outside the door, the Qingyun disciple with a nervous face froze in mid-air with one hand, and when he saw the four people in the courtyard, his face suddenly showed a look of panic.

"Zuo Buwei, a disciple of the Cangsong Zhenren of Longshou Peak, meet Elder Qin!" The disciple walked into the door with some trembling tremors, and said to Qin Hao respectfully.

Qin Hao glanced at it and said lightly: "Talk about things." ”

The disciple of the Dragon Head Peak raised his head nervously, and then took out another letter.

"The disciple came to deliver the letter on the orders of Senior Brother Qi Haoqi."

"Deliver a letter?" Qin Hao waved his sleeves, and the letter immediately came out of the disciple's hand and landed in his hand.

The disciple's face stiffened slightly, but he didn't dare to question it at all.

Looking down at the letter, I saw a few large words written on the front of the envelope:

Tian Ling'er's sister opened it personally!

Qin Hao smiled coldly, and handed the letter to Tian Ling'er, who casually handed it aside, and glanced at it.

"Anything else?"

The disciple of the Dragon Head Peak was so frightened that he was sweating like rain, and he said 'nothing' in his mouth, and bowed respectfully, and then left the courtyard as if he had fled. (To be continued.) )