Chapter 92: The Drawing of Lots
Walking into the light square, just like the lecture meeting that day, Yuan Yang only felt that there was a sea of people, and the momentum and formation were really sufficient, Yuan Yang carefully followed a few senior brothers to the position where Aoki Yuan was prescribed to wait.
Standing behind a few senior brothers, he couldn't help but poke his head out and look around, the sun was slowly rising, and under the sun, everyone's faces were filled with excitement and expectation.
"There are so many disciples participating in this selection trial, how do I feel that there are more people than I saw during the lecture conference?" Yuan Yang muttered quietly behind the senior brother, but was clearly heard by the four senior brothers.
Ji Yeli replied lightly, "Although this trial is not as important as the Sword Discussion Conference, it is also the dream of every Yunji Sect to go to the Ancient Battlefield. ”
Yuan Yang nodded knowingly, but when he heard someone calling his name, Yuan Yang was shocked, and couldn't help but look in the direction where the voice came from, and saw a tall male disciple walking over.
Yuan Yang was stunned, and immediately reacted to who this person was, and blurted out: "Senior Brother Yanshan Juyan!" ”
Ji Yeli and the other senior brothers were also a little curious, but they didn't say much.
Yan Shanju smiled knowingly, nodded and said, "I can see Senior Sister Yuanyang, I haven't seen you for a year, how are you now?" ”
How did Yuan Yang know that Yan Shanju would become so polite, so he immediately said as if he could: "It's okay, it's okay, Senior Brother Yan also came to participate in the selection trial?" ”
Yan Shanju smiled softly, his smile was bright and gentle, "I'm afraid there is not a single disciple from the top and bottom of the Yunji faction who will not participate. ”
Yuan Yang sighed, and then listened to Yanshanju say: "Okay, I'll go over first, and I'll come to you when I'm free." ”
After Yuan Yang agreed, Yan Shanju bowed to her and several senior brothers in a friendly manner, and then turned around and ran to the exclusive location of the fire tower.
"Little junior sister, who is that junior brother? I don't know anything familiar. Qin Tian held his chin and had some speculation.
Yuan Yang gasped and said, "Senior Brother Yan is from the Fire Tower, and he did a novice task with me at the lecture conference that day. ”
Qin Tian bowed his head, and then listened to Ji Yeli's words: "In this way, I see that he looks very good, and it is not shallow to cultivate." ”
Yuan Yang was nervous at this time, after all, Yan Shanju was the same as Yuan Yang, he was a disciple who worshiped the Yunji faction last year, a disciple of the same kind, Yuan Yang naturally couldn't help but compare himself with him. Hearing Ji Yeli say that Yanshan Ju is not shallow, Yuan Yang became a little worried, this inexplicable worry may come from the depths of his heart is not confident.
"Senior Sister Yuanyang, Senior Brother Ji, Senior Brother Qin, Senior Brother Fang, and ....... Senior Brother Ni, are you all here? Yuan Yang was thinking with his eyebrows lowered, and Tang Xiaomo's voice echoed in his ears.
Raising his eyes, Xue Miaoyu and Tang Xiaomo were coming to Yuan Yang and several of her senior brothers, several senior brothers hugged their swords and saluted, and Yuan Yang smiled: "Senior Sister Xue, Xiaomo, I still wonder why I can't see you, but now it's okay, I finally see you." ”
Xue Miaoyu said with a smile: "Xiaomo and I were delayed on the road, so we came late." After speaking, her gaze involuntarily turned to Qin Tian beside her.
Qin Tian's expression was very natural, and he was not embarrassed.
Yuan Yang wanted to make fun of Qin Tian secretly, but because Xue Miaoyu and Tang Xiaomo were in front of him, he dispelled this idea.
After a few people exchanged a few words, Tang Xiaomo and Xue Miaoyu also returned to the location of Jingshui Lake.
Leaving the square, all the disciples of the five veins of the Yunji faction finally came, and when the five first seats and the head of the Immortal Venerable appeared, only to hear the sound of fireworks blooming in the air, Qingqian Zhenren slowly spoke: "I think all the disciples have heard of it, and now the Demon Gate has invaded the ancient battlefield, and I don't see my righteous path in my eyes at all, the ancient battlefield has been a place where the righteous demons cannot intervene since ancient times, and now the ancient battlefield is in difficulty, as a disciple of the first faction of the Immortal League, you must not let the Demon Gate do so nonsense, so the selection trial is scheduled to be held today, Those who perform well will be able to set off on the Ancient Battlefield to stop the Demon Path together. ”
The disciples listened quietly, not daring to say a word in a whisper, the atmosphere was very solemn, and Yuan Yang felt that his heart was pounding when he listened, and his whole body was boiling.
Qingqian Zhenren paused, and then said: "There are many disciples who participated in this selection trial, and the disciples of the five veins of Shuojin, Aoki, Mirror Water, Lihuo, and Broken Earth add up to a total of two hundred and forty people. ”
Hearing this number, all the disciples in the square whispered, they really didn't expect that the number of disciples participating in this selection trial was so large.
Qingqian Zhenren continued: "Qingli Square has set up eight competition platforms for Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, and Dui, each of which accepts thirty disciples to compete, and when the trial is over, only the top five disciples of each platform are selected to go to the ancient battlefield. ”
As soon as the disciples heard Qingqian Zhenren's words, they couldn't help but be in an uproar, and someone immediately discussed: "There are a total of eight platforms, and only the top five are selected for each competition platform, so isn't it that only forty disciples are selected?" ”
"Oh my God, out of two hundred and forty disciples, do I still have this chance?"
"Heaven bless, God bless......"
Leaving the square for a while, he became a little restless, Qing Qianzhen waved the dust lightly, and the disciples quieted down very knowingly, waiting for Qing Qian's next words.
"We have prepared two hundred and forty lots, each of which will have the corresponding test table and number written on it, for example, if a disciple draws the No. 1 of the cadre platform, then he has to compete with the No. 2 who draws the cadre platform, and the same reason, the No. 3 disciple of the same competition platform will compete with the No. 4 disciple, and so on........"
All the disciples understood, but Yuan Yang pinched a sweat, and when he thought of selecting forty disciples from the two hundred and forty disciples in this selection trial, the tension and anxiety in his heart rose in vain, and his mood was difficult to calm down.
Seeing that all the disciples were a little worried, Qing Qianzhen's expression became a little peaceful and amiable, and said: "Don't think that the cadre position is the best than the test table, and the Kun position is inferior to the cadre position, the eight competition test tables are only named, which one is drawn, as long as you play hard." Qingqian Zhenren seemed to feel that he had not explained enough, and said at the moment: "This competition is indeed a bit fierce, but in the competition with the same disciple brothers, don't fight with your life with your heart, just point to the end, and avoid unnecessary injury." ”
All the disciples replied in unison: "Yes, the teachings of the head of the Immortal Venerable, the disciples should keep it in mind." ”
The head of Qing Qian bowed his head and said, "Then start with Shuo Jinfeng, and the gold, wood, water, fire, and earth will line up here in turn to draw lots." With that, the head of Qingqian waved his hand, and a red wooden box appeared on the table in front of him.
The disciples drew lots from the mahogany box one after another, and when Yuan Yang reached out to draw lots, her heart was beating so hard that she kept praying in her heart, hoping that she could offer a less powerful opponent.
Touching and touching, Yuan Yang has not yet drawn the lot, but at this moment, Qingqian Zhenren cast his eyes at Yuan Yang, and said in a gentle voice: "Everything is in the will of heaven, don't be afraid of anything, just do it now." ”
Seeing Qing Qian talking to him, Yuan Yang couldn't help but be stunned, and before he could understand his words, he hastily drew lots, bowed to Qing Qian, and returned to the original position of Qingmu Garden.
Yuan Yang secretly opened the sign, only to see that it was written: "Leave, twelve." Yuan Yang snorted, but he didn't dare to say more, and the senior brothers beside him also unlocked the lottery they had drawn, but they didn't know: "Beasts, what are you all numbers?" ”
Qin Tian looked at the sign in his hand and said, "Kun, six." After finishing speaking, he raised his eyes and asked Fang Bu, "I don't know, what about you?" ”
"Gen, twenty."
Ni Chuanqiong looked at Yuan Yang and said, "Yuan Yang, I am the twenty-fifth cadre, will you be the twenty-sixth of the cadre?" ”
Yuan Yang immediately shook his head, "No, no, I'm the twelfth out of position." ”
Ni Chuanqiong seemed a little unwilling, but Ji Yeli said softly: "This time, the five of us really didn't bump into one place. ”
Everyone was curious, so they asked, "Senior brother, how many numbers do you have?" ”
Ji Yeli paused and replied lightly, "Shock, seven." ”
After all the disciples finished drawing lots, everyone was asking each other about their numbers, Qing Qianzhen said: "Today is just a lot, tomorrow's trial will begin, tomorrow the first round of competition, the first round of the winning disciples, the fifteen disciples who won each competition will be arranged into the second round of the competition, the number is still arranged from front to back, the disciples first go to the special courtyard of the apse to rest." ”