On the central square of the catchment city.

A large, flat and crystal-like boulder is placed in the center of the square.

Ten feet away from this boulder, there were already people around.

Cheng Yi was also among them, staring at the crystal-like boulder, and in this boulder, there was an image of a man in a cyan robe, he was waving the big knife in his hand, and from time to time he slashed at the surrounding wooden stakes, the big knife did not touch the wooden stakes, but sent out a strong wind that condensed into substance, splitting the wooden stakes into two parts!

Then one of the men put down his broadsword and began to say to the surroundings:

"Brothers and sisters of Jishui City, please! I am the head of the Wind Knife Gate, Wu Qingdao! The sword technique practiced in this sect is the Wind Breaking Knife I just used! If you are interested, you can register at No. 43 Liuxi Street in the south of Jishui City at any time, and the relevant fees will also be introduced in detail when registering! ”

After he finished speaking, he turned to leave, and it seemed that he had walked out of the picture and then another black-clothed warrior with a long stick walked into the screen and began to demonstrate the stick technique.

"This is the Mirror Blossom!"

Cheng Yi's eyes shone brightly.

It is a unique means of transmitting sound and painting in the Martial God Continent, and it can even transmit pictures and sounds thousands of miles away.

In Cheng Yi's modern thinking and understanding, this is actually equivalent to a very single, only one channel, which can only be broadcast live, and it is too expensive.

At least for this piece of the current square.

The people of the Martial God Continent are still martial, and the mirrors and flowers in the central square of Jishui City are broadcast every day, all of which are advertisements for various sects to promote their strength and recruit disciples.

One part of them are the few big sects that are really famous in the world, and the other part is the various small sects under Jishui City.

Don't look at the Water City itself, it is not a big city, but there are hundreds of small sects and factions in it!

Therefore, the City Lord's Mansion will conduct a three-week sect screening every quarter, and five small sects in the Water Gathering City will be selected from them to fill the rest of the time after the enrollment advertisements of those major sects are broadcast every day.

Cheng Yi turned his head to look at the side of the square, the renovated and solemn gate of the City Lord's Mansion, and then squeezed out the crowd and walked over directly.

Today is the first week of the screening of the Jishui City Sect.

After registering at the gate of the City Lord's Mansion and filling in his name and address, Cheng Yi took a number plate with number 206 written on it, and went to a separate courtyard in the City Lord's Mansion under the leadership of a city lord's mansion guard.

Before he could enter the door, a middle-aged man in a green shirt with a big knife on his back walked out first, but it was the one he had just seen in the mirror.

Out of politeness, Cheng Yi nodded at him.

The man named Wu Qingdao also looked at Cheng Yi, and nodded suspiciously behind him and left directly.

"What is he wondering?"

Cheng Yi looked at the back of Wu Qingdao leaving, frowning slightly.

"Naturally, I'm wondering why you're here so late."

The guard on the side seemed to be a chatty person, and immediately answered with a smile:

"Today is the last day of the sect's primary election, and under normal circumstances, those who are ready to publicize have already signed up a week ago, and they have already come here to wait, and it is still rare for someone like you to come here temporarily."

"That's ......"

Cheng Yi smiled at the guard, and then walked into the courtyard.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Cheng Yi saw a rather interesting device, a round platform with a diameter of about five or six meters fell in the center of the courtyard, and four other devices whose materials looked similar to the crystal of the mirror flower and moon outside, respectively, were erected in the four sides of this round platform, and these four crystals were shining with a slight light at this time, and it seemed that it was this thing that transmitted the picture on the round platform to the huge mirror flower and water moon crystal on the square outside.

On the stage, a man dressed in black and holding a long stick was saluting with a fist in front of one of the crystals.

"In the return wind faction of Xiaji Water City, seal the flat! What Fang just showed is the first three styles of this school's signature mastery of the wind stick method! If you are interested, please vote for my return party! We'll see you again next week! In addition, the address of my Huifeng faction is No. 36 Heihe Street, Beicheng...... Feel free to sign up! I'm ...... the wind pie."

"Vote?"

Cheng Yi blinked and looked at the guards who were leading the way.

"Oh, the sect is screened, and the last person left is not decided by the city lord's mansion, but by the residents of the city, and each round of promotion is produced by voting, so it can also be canvassed."

The guard replied.

The man on the stage seemed to be saying something, but before he finished speaking, outside the mirror, someone from the City Lord's Mansion waved his hand to him.

"Mr. Feng, there are still people waiting behind! Hurry up and get down when you're done! ”

"Am I not the last?"

Feng Ping frowned slightly, turned his head and saw Cheng Yi who was already waiting on the side, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes, but he still stepped off the stage.

Cheng Yi also nodded to him, but this letter pretended not to be seen, his eyes swept over Cheng Yi rudely, and then snorted coldly:

"Hmph, with the same physical fitness as noodles, you dare to come to pass on martial arts? I'm not afraid of jokes! ”

Cheng Yi raised his eyebrows.

"Gave you face? Don't accept the practice? ”

Just kidding, as a time-traveler with a golden finger, I'm afraid you're a sticker?

"You!"

Feng Ping glared, and took out the stick behind his back.

However, at this time, the person who was standing behind the Mirror Flower Water Moon Crystal not far away suddenly spoke.

"In the City Lord's Mansion, no fights are allowed! Mr. Cheng, time is pressing, come to the stage! ”

The previous guard also stopped between Cheng Yi and Feng Ping.

Cheng Yi stopped, sneered at Feng Ping, and then turned around and walked onto the round platform.

Today, it's time to fire the first shot of live preaching!