The quiet night passed quickly.

In the early morning of this day, when the sky was still bright, there was a "squeak" sound, the door of an inn was opened, and a man with a grim expression pushed the door out, and after leaving the inn, he looked around, and then looked in one direction.

This man is Su Heng after being disguised by rebirth.

With the help of the spatial passage opened up by the Great Elder, it didn't take much effort for him to reach Woxian Ridge. Although he was worried about Qing'er, he did not lose his sense of proportion and stupidly went to the Jiuxiao Pavilion to dignitaries, but chose to lurk down and find out the situation in Woxian Ridge first.

In his expectation, before the decisive day begins, except for the more tormented life, nothing should happen to Qing'er. And if he wants to pick up Qing'er, the best way is to defeat all the competitors and leave Jiuxiao Pavilion with nothing to say!

In the past two days, he has generally figured out the situation here, and looking at the increasingly lively Woxian Ridge, Su Heng's expression has become more and more solemn. The Heavenly Maiden of the Nine Heavens Pavilion is like a jar of spilled honey, attracting countless pretenders to gather.

"This time, the opponent is probably not weaker than the supreme list master in the Heavenly Phoenix God Realm, and it seems that it will be another vicious battle. ”

Su Heng secretly thought, although he was not afraid in his heart, he was not arrogant to the point that there was no one in his eyes, and it was not easy to think about it again this time to dominate like the battle of divine tricks. But he has no way back, and he has no hesitation for the sake of Qing'er.

Su Heng was silent, didn't talk to anyone, and walked alone on the bustling streets. Along the way, he could feel several obscure and powerful auras heading in the same direction as him, obviously, these people were coming for Qing'er nine times out of ten.

And their destination is the same, a famous restaurant in the city.

Nine days to the moon!

Jiutian Lanyue Tower is the longest-standing and most prestigious restaurant in this city, and even in the entire Woxian Mountains, and it is directly subordinate to the name of Jiuxiao Pavilion. It is rumored that the owner of this building is a certain high-ranking elder in the Nine Heavens Pavilion.

Every three days, there will be Jiuxiao Pavilion Immortal Cultivators in this building to explain the rules of the "game" to many young masters who have come from afar, so as to screen out the vast majority of people. In the end, there is almost no one in ten who can participate in the decisive battle on August 15!

If he misses this time, he will have to wait another three days.

Jiutian Lanyue Building has a good reputation, business is booming, even if it is early in the morning, there are many people coming and going. Seeing the ancient restaurant, Su Heng did not hesitate and walked in.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, a shopkeeper came forward, looked at Su Heng a few times, and led him to the third floor without asking anything.

Su Heng was silent on the surface, but he was a little surprised in his heart. When the shopkeeper looked at him, his eyes were shining, as if he was "looking at people"!

To put it simply, it is to judge the level of a certain guest with his eyesight.

The shopkeeper's cultivation is not high, but he is only a half-step immortal, but this eyesight is by no means ordinary, most of it is because he has cultivated some kind of secret art.

Su Heng knew that this should be the arrangement of the Nine Heavens Pavilion. Although he has changed his appearance, he still thinks that the aura he shows is still at the upper level, and he will not be despised by others.

Soon, the two of them came to the third floor one after the other, and after seeing the scene in front of them, Su Heng couldn't help but be stunned, and then returned to normal, calmly walking towards a window seat.

The shopkeeper turned straight downstairs.

The third floor is spacious, arranged in the form of a table and four chairs, with the guests in the world

Stacks are no different. And at this moment, there were more than ten people sitting around each table, and they didn't talk much, but when Su Heng came up, everyone's eyes came one after another, until he chose a place to sit down.

After Su Heng sat down, his mood fluctuated a little. When they looked at him, he felt as if he was being targeted by a wild beast, and he could even smell a hint of danger in the air. It is clear that these people are strongly hostile to him.

Not only that, but they also have their own ghosts between them, and their eyes are full of vigilance when they look at others.

Su Heng suddenly realized, it turned out that the shopkeeper had brought all of them, the monks who were qualified and interested in the Heavenly Maiden of the Nine Heavens Pavilion, to here, so that they could wait for the Nine Heavens Pavilion Immortal Cultivators to come and explain the rules to them.

It turned out that this rule was only known to those who participated, so it was no wonder that he couldn't find out no matter how much he asked.

The only thing that Su Heng couldn't figure out was that if there was a real master who was too low-key and hid too deeply, so that the shopkeeper looked away and didn't bring him here, wouldn't it be too wrong? Or did Jiuxiao Pavilion have another backhand?

While thinking about it, he saw that the shopkeeper had brought a monk upstairs again, which immediately confirmed Su Heng's conjecture.

The monk was short, but he was wearing a wide robe, the black robe shrouded his whole body underneath, and the disproportionate attire made him look a little funny. However, the people inside seem to be relatively fat, and they rely on their bloated body to prop up their clothes, which makes people laugh.

A pair of eyes appeared in the black robe, his gaze swept around, he was happy, and his laughter was slightly obscene, and then he came to Su Heng's side, and sat at the table next to Su Heng.

For some reason, Su Heng suddenly had a familiar feeling, as if he had seen this person somewhere, but he couldn't remember it.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced to the side without a trace, but saw that the black-robed man was looking left and right with a big grin, and sometimes he would rest on someone for several breaths, without any taboos.

Such an unscrupulous act of underbeating immediately caused many people to frown and glare back in disgust. But the black-robed man pretended to be stupid, but nodded to the other party with a smile, which was amazing.

Fortunately, it did not provoke a big fight from everyone.

After about an hour of waiting, there were more than 30 monks here, all of whom were men. The people were all different and hostile to each other.

Finally, the footsteps at the staircase sounded again, and this time it was not the shopkeeper who came up, but a middle-aged Taoist with a lupine scarf.

The crowd only glanced at him and could almost conclude that the man they were waiting for had come.

The middle-aged Taoist looked around at everyone, nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Welcome to Woxian Ridge, if my expectations are good, everyone is here for my marriage to the Heavenly Maiden of Jiuxiao Pavilion, right?"

Everyone bowed, and a monk asked lightly, "Are you from the Nine Heavens Pavilion?"

"Yes. "The middle-aged Taoist has a kind face.

The cultivator of the inquiring person was far inferior to him, but his tone did not have the slightest awe, he completely looked at it levelly, and the middle-aged Taoist was not angry about this. He knows that most of these people are from extraordinary backgrounds, and they are talented, and it is normal for them to have a rebellious personality. ”

"Before the decisive battle, we have to screen out most of the competitors, we know this rule. As for how to screen and what the rules are, you might as well say it directly. One person got straight to the point, attracting many nods and echoing.

"Okay, since everyone is so quick to talk, then I won't beat around the bush, and just tell you the rules. ”

Luo Feng smiled, he was not surprised by everyone's reaction, his right hand flipped over, dozens of jade plates appeared in his palm, and with a shake of his hand, the jade cards turned into streamers and flew accurately towards the many monks present.

Everyone caught it one after another, Su Heng also grabbed a piece, and took a closer look, the jade plate was carved with clusters of gorgeous colored clouds, other than that, there was nothing different, and with the divine thought, he didn't find anything.

The same is true for the others, looking at Luo Feng with puzzled eyes.

Luo Feng's expression was as usual, "Everyone, now each of you has a piece of spirit jade in your hand. Each piece of spiritual jade seems to be the same, but in fact, one or several of them have been implanted into a small magic circle by my master with great magical powers. ”

"The rules this time are very simple, when the decisive day of August 15 comes, whoever has a magic circle in the jade card in their hand will shoot out a special beam of light. At that time, that person will be qualified to participate in the decisive battle, and the person who cannot emit that kind of beam of light from the jade plate in his hand will be eliminated. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone changed color one after another, and some people directly slapped the case and asked: "What kind of rule is this?! Is it a competition of luck? Jiuxiao Pavilion is not playing tricks on us?!"

"That's it, could it be that the Heavenly Maiden of the Nine Heavens Pavilion is asking for marriage, just to find a lucky waste to be a wishful husband?"

The scene was noisy for a while, some people were angry, some people were silent, and some people were thoughtful.

Luo Feng was not angry or angry, he always looked at everyone with a smile, and when they finished venting, he comforted: "Don't be impatient, maybe I didn't make it clear, so I misunderstood, please listen to me." ”

The crowd was silent.

"You say it's a race of luck, but it's not true. One thing you may have forgotten is that you all have a jade plaque in your hand, but that doesn't mean you can only have one jade plaque in the end!"

Really!

Su Heng secretly screamed in his heart, he knew what kind of calculation Jiuxiao Pavilion was making.

I saw Luo Feng continue: "From the time you leave this building to the end of August 15, in the intervening time, you can snatch the jade medal from other people's hands with your ability. Suppose that the chance of having a small magic circle in one jade card is only 30%, when you have two jade cards, won't your chances of passing the level increase?"

Everyone's eyes widened suddenly.

"When you have ten, twenty, fifty or even more, this probability will expand infinitely, as long as you have enough jade cards in your hand, I'm afraid it's hard to think about it, right?" Luo Feng smiled, but in Su Heng's eyes, it was full of sinister taste, "Now, do you still think this is a competition for luck?"

Everyone was silent, and suddenly someone shouted, "No! If that's the case, doesn't that mean that even if you have a hundred jade tablets in your hand, maybe every one of them has not been implanted in the magic circle?"

Luo Feng bowed, "I admit this, no matter how high your chances of passing the level are, it is impossible to be foolproof." And at this point, it really depends on your luck. ”

As soon as the words changed, he smiled inexplicably, "But if there is really anyone who has won so many jade medals and still can't pass the test, it can only say that your life is not good, and God will not help you. Hehe, do you have any objections to this?"

Looking at the warm smile on Luo Feng's face, everyone's hearts were cold.