As he spoke, Fu Wenxuan had already appeared in front of everyone. There is no change from the appearance of a hundred years ago, and the aura of Jian Mei Xing's eyes is cold. He was followed by two young men, one of whom looked similar to him and was a little domineering, and that was his son Fu Mingke. The other personable, with half-pulled hair and tender eyes like water, is Yu Anyun, who has been friends with Jiang Chetong since childhood.

Everyone immediately stopped the noise and lined up to present the letter of recommendation from the sect master.

Fu Wenxuan glanced at it casually, and after checking the person who came, he ordered the disciple to enter with the person who had passed the review.

At the end of the line was Xie Qian, when she presented the letter, Fu Wenxuan's eyes stayed on Mu Chengye for a moment, and then his face turned cold, and said, "This monk looks at Miansheng." ”

"This is a newly recruited monk of his disciple, his name is Mu Chengye, a fox demon." Xie Qian replied respectfully.

Hearing the word "fox demon", Fu Wenxuan's eyes flickered, and he glanced at Mu Chengye's body with meaningful eyes. He leaned in a little closer, and asked, tentatively, "Have we met somewhere?" ”

Xie Qian's heart sank for a moment, and he looked over worriedly.

Mu Chengye had long expected him to ask such a question, and said calmly: "The disciple has not seen the great sect master, so I don't know if he is the wrong person." ”

"Maybe." Fu Wenxuan was still a little skeptical, squinting his eyes and asking, "Most of the fox demons have fallen into the Demon Dao, and the Immortal Realm has also been harmed by the Demon Realm recently, I don't know if you know this."

Xie Qian took a diagonal step in front of Mu Chengye, and said with a smile: "Sect Master Mingjian, this fox demon has helped the Immortal Sect a lot since he started, and the abyss Qianqin that was once stolen was also recovered, so the disciple believes in his sincerity." ”

He looked at Xie Qian, and his cold gaze collided with her teasing eyes, as weak as a fist into cotton. He had to lower his head and repeatedly confirm Yun Xiaoyao's handwritten recommendation letter before letting them in.

This competition was held in the cultivation ground of Daqingmen, and in order to facilitate management, all the Xianmen monks who came to participate in the competition were arranged to rest in the Daqingmen wing.

There are four wings in the courtyard, southeast, northwest and northwest, and each wing room contains four small rooms and a thatched house.

When the monk led the four inside, only the east wing was left uninhabited. There is a small courtyard in the wing, which divides the room into left and right sides. Xia Ning and Zhao Shangzhi stayed in the two rooms on the right, while Xie Qian and Mu Chengye chose the two rooms on the left.

Several people entered the room, and the monk told Xie Qian to go to the main hall to draw lots at the time of the unitary time, as well as to participate in the banquet of the great sect master of Fuda.

The rest of the disciples stayed in the wing room and could learn martial arts.

Looking at the sun's setting in the west, he speculated that he would put down his salute and go there. When she walked to the gate, she caught a glimpse of the other disciples of the Immortal Sect looking at her, and she immediately became uneasy.

She called out the most timid Xia Ning and flew to the main hall with her imperial sword. And Zhao Shangzhi and Mu Chengye told them not to fight with others. When she said this, she glanced at Mu Chengye several times.

Mu Chengye saw what she was thinking, and said sincerely: "Sect Master Xie can rest assured, the disciples have their own measure. ”

Let's hope so.

Xie Qian sighed thinking like this, and left the wing room with Xia Ning.

They landed outside the main hall, and Xia Ning found a staircase to sit down and wait quietly. Xie Qian drew lots at the gate under the leadership of the monk, and the first game drawn was to compete with Cuiwei Mountain, the fourth ranked among the six immortal gates.

Xie Qian thought about the high chance of victory, and then gave the sign to the monk and slowly entered the main hall.

Before Fu Wenxuan arrived, the other five minor sect masters were already waiting at the table. Xie Qian greeted everyone one by one and sat down at the end of the table. On her left is Zhao Yuanzhi, on her right is Liu Mingming, and when she looks up, she is Fu Mingke, which is really the "best" position.

"Sect Master Xie Xiao can be described as 'dedicated', and he still brought his disciples to participate in the competition after losing all his spiritual power." Fu Mingke sneered and spoke, his eyes full of mockery.

As if he didn't understand the sarcasm, Xie Qian shook his hand and said, "Thank you for the compliment." This competition has nothing to do with the little sect master, it is only related to whether the disciples can comprehend the immortal gate spells, and it is the same for whoever comes. ”

The other few little sect masters could only bow their heads and hold back a smile.

Fu Mingke picked up a stone and smashed his own feet, he was naturally unwilling to get over his face, and said angrily: "I heard that Xiao Sect Master Xie accepted a fox demon regardless of the door rules, and was also proposed by the Demon Venerable, so he really 'comprehended' the essence of Hanhai Cangming's spell." ”

This was a bit too much, Zhao Yuanzhi's brows furrowed, and he subconsciously glanced at Xie Qian.

Even Zhu Xiantai has been thrown, and this kind of talk naturally won't make Xie Qian care. She touched her head and laughed twice, and said, "Sect Master Fu's words are really tormenting, they can't compare to the 'dismount' of the Qingmen Green Jade Fang." ”

Everyone secretly gave a thumbs up to Xie Qian for daring to say anything, but at the same time, they also sweated for her daring to offend Fu Mingke.

Fu Mingke gritted his teeth, opened his mouth, and saw Fu Wenxuan being surrounded by all the monks. He had no choice but to shut up and glared at Xie Qian fiercely with his eyes.

The host took the table, and all the dishes were served.

Xie Qian was suddenly attracted by the dishes on the table, and even forgot about the unpleasantness of Fang Cai's quarrel with Fu Mingke. Her eyes focused on the sweet and sour chops that were far away from her, and she thought about summoning the wind for a while to quietly change the carrot in front of her.

Fu Wenxuan cleared his throat and said: "The lottery for this battle has been drawn, and the immortals will fight against each other, and those who win will directly advance to the finals on the second day, and those who fail can leave directly." ”

Three monks from each Xianmen played, and two wins in three games. The first defeat of the Xianmen can either leave, or stay and watch the battle. The three immortal gates that advanced to the tournament used a round-robin competition to determine the first and second places.

"Although it's a competition, I still hope it won't hurt the harmony of your immortals." Fu Wenxuan said, looking at Xie Qian meaningfully.

The eyes of the crowd were also focused, with pity in their eyes. Since she woke up from a serious injury, not only has she lost her spiritual power, but the three most proud disciples of her sect have also been killed. The three newly brought disciples are all newcomers, and they are the most likely to be at the bottom.

Xie Qian knew it, but she picked up the chopsticks quietly, pretending not to hear anything, and said, "Is it time to eat?" If I can't catch the dish, can I stand up and eat it? ”

“……”

The entire banquet was silent, and the eyes of many small sect masters were full of disgust.

"Wan Tong, the Fu Great Sect Master is talking about the rules." Liu Mengming leaned over and reminded in a whisper.

Xie Qian nodded, and then said very seriously: "I understand everything, so ......" As she spoke, she pointed to the carrot in front of her, "I want to change a plate of meat." ”

"Sect Master Xie ......" Fu Mingke cleared his throat and said, "What is the result of the game, let's not have negative emotions. ”

"It's easy to say, it's easy to say." Xie Qian grinned, "We won't be proud if we win." ”

Everyone looked at her with expressions that were indescribable, thinking how inadequate she was. Obviously, Hanhai Cangming is the most hopeless to win now, but at this moment, he looks like he has already won the championship.

Fu Wenxuan's brows furrowed even tighter, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart when he thought of that weird Mu Chengye.

Seeing that everyone still didn't move their chopsticks, Xie Qian was dissatisfied and said, "With all due respect, when are we going to eat?" ”

Zhao Yuanzhi had already seen that Xie Qian was pretending to be stupid, and couldn't help pinching his eyebrows, admiring her audacity in his heart. The other little sect masters of the Immortal Sect were puzzled, not knowing why she didn't care about the competition at all and just wanted to eat.