The light was bright, and the two jade plates flew into Wang Lin's hands.

It is warm and smooth in the palm, revealing a trace of pure aura, flowing down the palm to the dantian.

Wang Lin was still confused, his face was dazed, and he didn't know what the two jade plates in his hand were.

It's not good to ask too many questions at the moment, so I can only bow to Liang Xuanfeng with the black face of the deputy head in the envious eyes of the disciples.

After Wang Lin's matter is dealt with, the next thing is to make a big list.

With Liang Xuanfeng here, there is no need for Li Fuge to handle this matter.

Master Liang didn't want to make the battle list too troublesome, and silently, he suddenly lifted the spell hook prepared by Li Fuge before.

I saw that this big boss did not use any mana, nor did he grasp the magic and Taoism.

Only stretched out two fingers, directly pinched the index finger and thumb into a circle, put it in the mouth and blew it, and made a crisp whistle.

Everyone listened carefully to see what kind of magic the master was going to use.

But there is no mana on this whistle, it is just an ordinary whistle that is no different from the mouth of a villager mortal.

Liang Xuanfeng breathed for a long time, and a whistle sounded for dozens of breaths.

The whistle sounded far away, startling a large group of birds and beasts, flying from the back mountain.

These birds and beasts are strangely shaped, with only one eye and one wing, and their wings are green and red, two by two, supporting each other and flying.

They flew in a mess and hovered over the heads of the disciples.

Everyone looked up and saw that it was a group of winged birds with green feathers and red wings.

The flock of winged birds scattered, hovered in front of the hall, and after looking at it for a while, they suddenly flew around the disciples.

The female bird is green feathers, and the male birds are red feathers, and each pair of winged birds and husbands and wives choose one of their own feathers to find them.

Wang Lin was no exception here, a red feather slowly fell and fell in front of him.

Liang Xuanfeng stared straight at this group of brightly feathered and energetic winged birds, and said perfunctorily:

"Then set the two sides of the competition, you and so on to put away the feathers, three months later with the same pair of red feathers and green feathers, then go to the stage to compete, the loser to hand in the feathers, after the end of a round of competition, the winner to the deputy head of the feather to re-draw the feathers, to determine the next round of opponents."

Liang Xuanfeng specially called the winged birds, which was to use this method to determine the two sides of the battle.

It's fair to let the birds choose people to fight, but it's also ridiculous.

But no one dared to say anything no, and each picked up his own feathers.

Li Fuge's eyes were gloomy, it was clear that he had been able to directly draw up a complete and clear battle list by colluding with everyone's divine consciousness before, but now the plan was disrupted, and he was also responsible for the extraction and management of the follow-up feathers.

He took over a lot of messes out of thin air, but he had no choice but to take it.

Li Fuge frowned and took the matter, glanced at the place in front of the hall, and wrote down the feather qi machine in the hands of everyone present.

After sorting out the order in your mind, use your mana to make a list of light curtains in front of you.

He slightly carried a trace of vitality palm power, clapped his hands on it, and the light curtain created by the mana was refined into reality, turning from virtual to real, turning into a large stone tablet, flying in the open space in front of the hall.

Looking at this detailed and clear list, Li Fuge nodded with satisfaction.

Then he stepped forward, pointed to the name of Wang Lin in the inscription, and asked the master:

"This disciple's name is still on the list, this piece of Jade Jue is a chance to enter the Heavenly Gate, since he has already given him Jade Jue, if he enters the top one hundred and eight again, he will no longer reward Jade Jue, so as not to occupy another place and miss the future of other disciples."

"Why not? Give, must give! To win is to win, if there is not even a lottery, what is it called? I will ask other sects to borrow these jade jue to make up for them, and they are not counted among the original one hundred and eight jade jue. ”

Liang Xuanfeng paused, smiled, and then said to Li Fuge:

"Fu Ge, if you pity this old face of my senior brother, then take out some treasures of equal value, just exchange them for a reward, and don't need to take that jade jue.

"Anyway, this kid already has two pieces, and it's good to get some other magic weapons.

"You don't need to count too much, don't care about the chance to open the gate of heaven, just use the same value as the jade as a magic weapon itself, so that the old Taoist can lose a little bit of face, and ask for a piece of jade from the close sect."

Li Fuge's face darkened, but he didn't want to lose this face.

He thought about it, was a little embarrassed, and finally could only say in a muffled voice:

"I only have a set of sword pills idle, even if I count the opportunity to open the gate of heaven, it is still not inferior to the value of the first-class jade jue, but I think this Wang Lin master and nephew, the new beginner does not like to practice, and he wants to run down the mountain to drink and have fun, I am afraid that he does not have the ability to enter the top thirty-six and obtain this thing."

A set of seven-star sword pills appeared next to Li Fuge, a set of seven, secretly matching the Big Dipper astrology.

The sword pill floats, posing in the shape of a Beidou.

Li Fuge snorted, looked at Wang Lin and said:

"The Big Dipper, shaped like a bucket handle for scooping wine, I see that you also happen to be fond of drinking, so let's see if you have the ability to take this bucket to scoop wine and drink."

He smelled the smell wafting from Wang Lin's body, snorted heavily, and waved his hand with his sleeve, about to disperse the smell of his body.

Wang Lin's body was full of the smell of wine, the smell of rice, mixed with the smell of blood that had just been contaminated, it really didn't smell good.

However, Li Fu Gegui is a powerful power of the God Realm, and this casual fan wave did not play any role.

Liang Xuanfeng led the wine burp that had just ended, and then reappeared the smell of alcohol that appeared around him, wrapping Wang Lin in front of him.

The smell of big wine covered the smell of small wine, so that Li Fuge's fan fell into the void.

"Hahaha, okay, it's okay, it's set this set of treasures, junior brother, you are not allowed to regret it!"

Seeing that Liang Xuanfeng was talking in and out of his words, he looked like he was protecting Wang Lin, Li Fuge was not annoyed, he smiled indifferently, and waited to see how Wang Lin was defeated by his peers at will because of laziness and slackness three months later.

Judging from Li Fuge's 3,000-year-old Taoism, he can't see that Wang Lin can enter the top 36 victories.

Wang Lin is just getting started, and even if the two sides of the battle are pulled to the same realm, the gap between them is still huge.

The low realm was forcibly pulled to the high realm, which can only be regarded as barely having the mana of the current realm, not only is the foundation accumulated by itself shallow, but the rest of the situation is lagging behind the high-level cultivators.

I will never be very familiar with the mana of the high realm, and if I can't practice it myself, it will inevitably be inconvenient.

High-level monks are different, they have long been accustomed to the combat methods of the high realm, and the cultivation time is also long, even if they are pressed to the realm, the rest of their mana is still their own daily hard work, no matter how familiar they are, they can still make the operation as expected.

Liang Xuanfeng was very confident, the more he looked at the sword pill, the more satisfied he became, patted Wang Lin's shoulder, and laughed:

"It's rare that our deputy head is so magnificent, this set of sword pills is really good, I will complete this bet, Senior Brother Dai Shi is the master, let this Wang Lin Senior Nephew take another step back.

"Three months later, if he doesn't get into the top thirty-six, and if he doesn't get your set of sword pills, even if he enters the one hundred and eight, he won't be able to take the second- and third-grade jade, and he should give up the victory reward."

Now Wang Lin is wearing a true transmission talisman on his head, which completely covers his own qi, so that Li Fuge can't see the depth of Wang Lin now.

But based on the observation in the early morning, Wang Lin was only at the level of the eighth level of Qi cultivation and the fifth level of body refining, so he was really not worried, and it was impossible for him to be on the stage.

Seeing that the head of the house made the gambling contract in front of everyone, Li Fuge's expression eased slightly, and he nodded with satisfaction.