After taking a seat, people began to come to the main square one after another.

Those sects are okay, they have designated location areas.

Those of us who are loose cultivators are different, and the position can only be relied on early.

Because there were too many people, and because of the matter of occupying a seat, there was also a quarrel.

After shouting for a while, after the start of the game, he will go to the stage to compete in it.

And we also noticed that there are some special seats on the side of the ring.

There are four seats, including the Western Holy See, the Nepalese Tibetan Buddha, the Dongying Jiuju faction, and the Nanyang delegation.

This is the foreign guest invited by the Daomeng.

Because of the experience of the hotel, let us take a look at the Dongying Jiuju faction, new faces, one old and two young.

The onmyoji of the Jiuju faction who should have died with me are a family.

But I don't feel at ease, as long as we are provoked, we still have to be killed.

Not long after, Chen Yao also came.

We sat here, and she sat right next to us.

Look at the time, nine fifty.

People are basically here, and the big square is full of people.

There are at least 600 people, all Taoist priests and monks, and the scene is a spectacular one.

It is definitely the biggest grand occasion of the Dao Alliance in a hundred years.

"It's time to start!"

"I'm looking forward to it!"

"I heard that in this ring, as long as you win one game, you will be rewarded, and the winning streak reward will be doubled."

“……”

There was a lot of talk around me and I was looking forward to it.

And at this time, the mountain bell of Wudang Mountain was suddenly ringed.

"Knock ......"

"Knock ......"

The mountain bell is low and deep, resounding throughout Wudang Mountain.

Hearing this voice, the big square exploded in an instant.

"Here we go!"

"It's on, it's on!"

“……”

Loud shouts came and went.

The drummers on one side of the square have already begun to beat the drums.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

Make the atmosphere more noisy and atmospheric.

And at this time, a big flag suddenly rose into the sky, and then fell straight on the flag stand in front of the ring.

There was a muffled sound of "bang", the wind was agitated, and the big flag was in the groove of the stone platform.

The flag is yellow, and a vigorous and powerful black character "Dao" is written on it.

This is the banner of the Daomeng.

The banner is in the hunting wind, and the sound of "bang-la-la-la".

The atmosphere was pushed directly to the top.

Not only that, but a vigorous and powerful old man's voice with a little deep voice also sounded at this time:

"The sky is long, and the mirror hangs high.

Running the season, all the people are pitiful.

Punish evil and promote good, benevolence and virtue first.

My generation of monks, be a protector of humanity - comprehensive. ”

The sound didn't sound loud, but it resounded throughout the main square.

The vigorous Dao Qi is agitated, indicating that the speaker's Tao is profound.

But many people have heard who the owner of the voice is.

They all chanted:

"Alliance Leader!"

"It's the Pine Alliance Leader!"

"The alliance leader is so powerful!"

"This way, I'm afraid it's a transformation realm, right?"

“……”

In the midst of the discussion, an old man in a purple robe slowly walked out of the main palace in the main square.

He held a whisk in his hand, wore a purple crown on his head, his temples were white, and he was immortal.

It's none other than the current leader of the Middle Earth League, the head of Wudang, Cangsong Zhenren.

And as soon as the alliance leader appeared, he shook off the dust.

Make a sword finger salute seal and face the hundreds of Taoist priests in the audience.

shouted:

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

The voice of the alliance leader is still not loud, but it can run through the entire main square, and in this noisy atmosphere, it can be heard by everyone.

Seeing the leader of the alliance speak, all the Taoist friends in the audience replied in unison:

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable."

The reason why "Fusheng" is added is the meaning of blessing, such as "merit, saving people" or something.

After greeting the audience.

Cang Song Zhenren smiled, signaling quiet.

The scene fell silent instantly, and everyone looked at him.

Then, I saw Cangsong Zhenren speak:

"The sun and the moon are bright, I wish the three Qings: good and evil live and die, repay the heavens.

Although the Taoist system is not as prosperous as it used to be.

But our monks should strive for self-improvement.

The glory of the Taoist system will be carried forward.

Today, the world's best minds gather here.

Take advantage of this great time to learn from each other.

I hope that they can climb high and look far away again, and understand the secret of the Tao.

Poor Road announced.

Daomeng Youth Challenge, now, starts! ”

As soon as Cang Song Zhenren said this, he waved the dust in his hand at the same time.

Immediately afterwards, the mountain bell in the back mountain rang with a "bang".

The sound of drums and trumpets also sounded.

In the main square, the audience cheered.

"Ahh

"Let's get started!"

"Can't wait!"

“……”

The noise continued for several minutes.

Then I saw four middle-aged men and women, who walked into the ring one after another.

Four men and women, dressed in the robes of the four sects.

They are Wudang, Qingcheng, Dragon Tiger, and Shaolin.

This should be the referee.

I know all three of them.

Wudang's Liuyun Dao Chief, the one who received at the door.

Aunt Yunxia of Qingcheng Mountain, this is very familiar.

The bluestone Taoist of Longhu Mountain, in front of the Black Demon Palace, the fat Taoist who was saved by his uncle.

Only the last middle-aged monk did not know.

At this moment, the four referees bowed their hands to the world's Taoist friends under the ring.

Then I listened to the Wudang faction Liuyun Dao said:

"Poor Dao Liuyun, this time I am the head of the referee team of this ring competition."

As soon as he finished speaking, Aunt Yunxia and the others opened their mouths to introduce themselves.

"Poor road Qingcheng Mountain Yunxia."

"Poor Road, Dragon and Tiger Mountain, Bluestone."

"Nan no Amitabha, still leaves."

“……”