Among all these people, some people deliberately embarrassed Zhang Zichen and stepped forward to provoke.

But Zhang Zichen, as the leader of the waste, as the ancestor of the waste, their cultivation has reached a state of thick-skinned and good-tempered.

Let others ****, no one will resist.

And this was also explained by Qin Xuan before, so that everyone remained silent, this kind of situation, they had already expected it.

Although there are many people in the square, this white jade square is quite large, and it is not a problem to accommodate 100,000 people.

Around the huge ring, there are already seven major islands, such as the Seven Islands of the Ten Thousand Saints Dynasty Sect Immortal Island, Wangxing Immortal Island, Yanyutai Immortal Island, Tengyun Immortal Island, Feitian Immortal Island, Haoyue Immortal Island and Qingmang Immortal Island, each of which has a designated location for the disciples to watch the game in an orderly manner.

There are ten chairs in each of these seven areas for the owners and elders of each island to sit and watch the game.

Behind the ten chairs was where the disciples stood.

But what puzzled everyone was that there were ten chairs in the area of Qingmangxian Island, where there were less than ten people in total.

When Zhang Zichen and the other seven people swaggered to the front, sat on the chairs one by one, and watched the low ring opposite, they were so angry that everyone began to scold again.

"Why? One chair for one person in the waste nest?"

"There are seven of them, and more than three chairs?"

"Waste should have let them roll to the back to watch the game!

The more dissatisfied the crowd was, the happier Long Fei and Lao Wu and the others were, you were not convinced, and came to beat me?

Seeing the arrogant expressions of Long Fei's group, thousands of people were ready to rush up and beat them up.

However, there are rules in the sect that if a disciple fights in private, he will definitely be punished heavily.

So everyone was just scaring Long Fei and the others.

"Haha! Not bad! Not bad! This feels so good!" Long Fei's chubby face shone brightly, "I didn't expect that there would be a seat on our Qingmangxian Island, this will kill me." ”

This incident was not expected by Zhang Zichen and Qin Xuan.

Originally, everyone thought that even if other sects had good treatment, then Qingmang Island would not have it.

As everyone knows, this is a special arrangement by Yuan Yangzi, the real person in charge.

Yuan Yangzi has always adhered to the central idea, treating all islands and all disciples with the same balance, otherwise he would not be worthy of being the head of the sect.

Moreover, Yuan Yangzi still has a little selfishness, he wants to see if Zhang Zichen's cultivation has entered the first realm of human immortals.

Although many disciples were dissatisfied with this arrangement, they had no choice but to watch the group of wastes on Qingmang Island proudly raise their pig-like heads and sit on several seats arranged for waste.

I don't know, is this called not being able to eat grapes and saying that grapes are sour?

Therefore, when the other disciples stood in the square and waited for the ring competition, Zhang Zichen and the other seven people sat on chairs and watched the excitement.

"It's a good feeling!"

Even Zhang Zichen likes this feeling, don't you say that we are all waste? Today I will let all of you take a look, the difference between those who have seats and those who don't.

Being sat in the seat by a bunch of waste, this must be uncomfortable, right?

Thinking of this, Zhang Zichen couldn't help laughing.

Amid the shouts and curses of the crowd, a round of sun rose in the east, and the red light finally illuminated the entire square.

On the huge white jade square, there was a constant noise, and the crowd was getting bigger and bigger, and at this moment, it was estimated that more than half of the sect disciples had already arrived.

After a cup of tea, Hou Yushu, the owner of Haoyue Immortal Island, led several important disciples in the door to arrive first.

Immediately afterwards, the owners and disciples of the other islands also began to enter.

When the female disciples of Yanyutai Immortal Island appeared, it caused a lot of fluctuations, not to mention others, even Long Fei and the others stood on the chairs one by one, tiptoeing around.

It seems that the charm of beauty is much greater than the charm of waste.

In the entire square, more than 40,000 disciples were surging, and the momentum was huge, which was enough to prove the strength of Penglai Immortal Island.

Today is the busiest day in hundreds of years.

As the sun continued to rise, at this time, Zhang Zichen finally met the legendary abbot and the people of Yingzhou Erdao.

I saw a large road open in the crowd, and under the leadership of Yuan Yangzi, the real person in charge, the three parties slowly walked towards the ring.

These people, the closer they got to the ring, the clearer Zhang Zichen could see.

The abbot Xiandao belongs to Buddhism, and there are more than a dozen people throughout the whole process, with bald heads and robes, hand pillars and scepters, and they are majestic.

But the people from Yingzhou Immortal Island, Zhang Zichen felt a little strange.

These women are wearing loose robes, and there are very few women, looking like this, they are a bit like the posture of the 'Sun Country' in the human world.

Under the leadership of Yuan Yangzi, the real person in charge, a group of dozens of them, walked along an avenue and walked into the ring in full view of everyone.

On the ring, there was a close-quarters platform specially prepared for the people of these two immortal islands, so that they could watch the competition of the disciples of Penglai Immortal Island at close range.

After the others took their seats, Yuan Yangzi led the two people to the center of the ring.

These two people, one is a bald monk, about eighty or ninety years old, very old.

The other was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties, with a bald piece of his head, and I don't know whether he lost his hair or shaved it off on purpose.

The Dao methods of these two people are very profound, at least Zhang Zichen feels that they are unfathomable and incalculable.

On the ring, Yuan Yangzi stepped forward, coughed twice, and then said loudly: "Fellow disciples, please be quiet!"

In these words of Yuan Yangzi, there is a trace of true qi, and the true qi is instilled into everyone's ears.

Sure enough, the words of the real person in charge were the most useful, and after two breaths, there were more than 40,000 people in the entire square, and not a single person spoke again.

The whole square, unusually quiet.

In this regard, Yuan Yangzi is very satisfied, these disciples, they usually don't learn well, and they don't blame them, but now there are two other people from the outer sect here, and they should be obedient.

Yuan Yangzi said with a smile: "Let me introduce you below, this is the head of the abbot Xiandao, Kudu Zen Master......"

When Yuan Yangzi introduced, the eighty or ninety-year-old monk walked forward slowly with a cane.

Looking at his appearance, he almost fell down several times, I don't know if he is too old, lacks physical strength, and has poor eyesight.

But no one present would dare to underestimate this old monk who looked like he was about to die.

The old monk opened his mouth, his teeth were almost gone, and he smiled: "Disciples of Penglai Immortal Island, hello everyone, I am Kudu Zen Master. ”

When the old monk spoke, he trembled slightly, and his qi was weak.