Twenty-one!

A legendary number!

He represents the most eye-catching man in the history of the Qingyun Sect, a man whose strength surpasses that of the Lord of the Dark Night Sect! A man who saved the history of the Tian Yuan Empire!

"Brother Tong, the twenty-first Pope of the Qingyun Sect is ......"

"Shh!!h

Tong Qianli anxiously made a silent gesture, and immediately maintained a posture of lowering his hands and eyebrows, facing Chaotian Peak, who was also about to worship in the morning sun.

Originally, the young people who were going to take the examination to watch the bluestone monument were all like children who made a pilgrimage to Chaotian Peak.

The morning sun rises, and three seconds pass......

One second represents His Majesty the Emperor, the symbol of the Tian Yuan Empire.

Two seconds represents the Lord of the Dark Night Sect.

Three seconds represents the Lord of the Qingyun Sect.

In the fourth second, the Elder of the Divine Pavilion could speak......

While!

The morning bell rings, the sound is simple, vicissitudes, sad and vigorous, it is the sound from the long river of history.

Qiu Yuanbai didn't know the history of the Tianyuan Empire, but at this moment, a scene of hundreds of millions of warriors fighting bloody battles appeared in his heart, the warriors' faces were resolute, their eyes looked back at the countryside with tenderness, and they stared at Qiu Yun with cruelty, and looked at death as home, which made people feel a burst of pity in their hearts.

Click!

The blood is like a thousand miles, the tears of the bean have fallen to the ground, no one will laugh, everyone present is infected by this tragedy, and so is Akimoto Bai.

While!

The second bell rang.

Fresh and cheerful, a picture of the old man making his grandson happy, and the harmony and family of young men and women leaning on each other is now in Qiu Yuanbai's heart, and he can't help but feel happy, and the corners of his mouth show a sweet smile.

While!

The third bell rang.

Autumn Motobai seems to be in the mouth of the sea, the tide is mighty, the passion is surging, the pace of people has also accelerated, I want to integrate into the trend, fight hard, and be full of pride in my heart.

The three bells represent the past, the present, and the future!

Although the morning bell is the best magic weapon, only a Divine Pavilion elder like Dugu Nameless has such a great magical power to ring it and bring out its infinite charm.

After the bells......

"The end of the morning prayer, the beginning of the clouds!"

A voice echoed in the sky, like a dragon and a tiger roaring, Qiu Yuanbai had never seen the elders of the Divine Pavilion, and he could also make up an image in his brain, and those who could make such a strong voice must be like the god in mythology, with the sun and moon on his head, his feet on the earth, and the creation axe in his hand!

"Congratulations to the Holy Envoy!"

A vast sea of sound sounded in Chaotian Peak.

"Congratulations to the Holy Envoy!"

“.……”

The sound of the sea wave after wave, from far to near.

Eighth tone!

Ninth tone!

Without prompting, Akimoto Bai could also know that it was their turn.

"Congratulations to the Holy Envoy!"

The voice is crisp and passionate, with a lot of childish sounds.

After the congratulatory voice, everyone's faces were hot, excitement still filled their chests, and many children still had tears in their eyes.

"Hey! You guys, do you know the rules, you can't line up, you are making a lot of noise, and what are you doing standing under the bluestone stele, what are you looking at, is that what your lowly vulgar eyes can see! ”

A sharp voice broke the atmosphere that should have been solemn, quiet, and even repentant, making the Qingyun Festival as "lowly" as he said

The one who spoke was a Qingyun Sect Qingyi disciple, that is, an inferior disciple, their status in the Qingyun Sect was extremely low, and they were extremely conceited, today's Qingyun Festival, maintaining order and other things in the lower column, they were also responsible, in the face of a group of people who were devoted to the Qingyun Sect, how not to show off their prestige, a year, just like that.

The morning sun came out, the sun warmed the body, but the children in line were trembling, the already neat line was constantly adjusting slightly, I don't know how to be more tidy, many children were scared to pout, tears kept rolling, and they didn't dare to flow out.

The people under the bluestone stele were even more terrified, and they wanted to line up, but they didn't dare to be the first to go, for fear of provoking the disciples in Qingyunzhong.

Looking at such a scene, the junior disciples of the Qingyun Sect were even more proud, as if they had the intention of smoky wine, their voices were even more unscrupulous, and they were arrogant.

"Hahaha, these people, I really don't know how thick the sky is, do you still think your name can be engraved? At the top of the bluestone stele are the names of the successive popes of the Qingyun Sect, the middle is from the Qingyun Sect, the names of the successive popes of the Dark Night Sect, and the following is from the Qingyun Sect, and the names of the successive elders of the Divine Pavilion are from the Qingyun Sect......"

Another junior disciple of the Qingyun Sect said proudly, it seems that the Qingyun Sect is the Tianyuan Empire, and he is the Qingyun Sect.

The rest of the disciples also let out a strange laugh when they heard this, looking at all sentient beings, as if they were high up, and all the people in front of them came to prostrate and bow down to them.

A group of disciples, pointing at that and scolding this, kept laughing at it with harsh words, taking pleasure in it.

Qiu Yuanbai can also see that the object of their ridicule is pointed, children generally do not laugh, not because of how good they are, but because anyone under the age of six can come to participate in the Qingyun Festival, which one of them does not have a family background.

What was ridiculed was those young people who were not gorgeously dressed and had no servants, and Akimoto Bai was not involved, without him, he was wearing a Taoist robe, and he didn't know the depth, the main thing was that there was a Xi Xing beside him.

"Hahaha, you see, that man, he is in his thirties, and he still comes to join in the fun, Nima, he is still a martial artist, don't you know that a martial artist can't participate without divine sense?"

"It's not that I don't know, but I want to fish in troubled waters, you look at him, he looks like a scoundrel!"

"Brother Dao's words are wrong, what a scoundrel looks, he is stupid, he looks like a pig's head, I guess my parents are the same, the pig essence of the family, hahaha!"

A burst of words caused laughter, and the young people who were watching under the bluestone tablet also laughed together, and the warrior who told them was not thirty years old, about twenty-one or twelve years old, he was a little fat, and his face was a little fleshy, and he didn't dare to make a noise, but he also blushed, laughed with him, and walked to the back of the team.

"Blanch! Is this where you came from? Get out of the way, get out of the way! ”

Several of the little servants who swept the floor were also dog owners, and the bluestone slabs in the team were so clean that they could shine on people, but they still kept sweeping them with brooms and swept them on the feet of the fat warriors.

The broom is not dirty, but the insult when it falls on people is great, the fat warrior is still laughing, no way, he is indeed here to try his luck, as soon as he enters the Qingyun Sect, the Qingyun Sect is up, who doesn't want to.

Seeing the fat warrior's chubby body dodging left and right, the little guys laughed.

Rustle!

But there is a little guy who is very unsociable and only sweeps the floor by himself, very seriously, it seems that he only sweeps the floor in his world.

Akimoto Bai recognized that the person was the stone, "Stone!" Akimoto Bai shouted, and the stone looked up at him slightly, but did not speak, and continued to sweep the ground seriously.

"Hey! Those two little kids, whose children! Do you think Qingyun Sect is a vegetable market! There's no king's way, right? ”

A voice of being angry, making trouble for nothing, and fearing that the world would not be chaotic sounded, and Qiu Yuanbai saw that it was an old acquaintance, Zhao Cheng!

It turned out that the two children who sold baked sweet potatoes entered the Qingyun Sect with the flow of people for some reason, and after they came in, they were frightened by the momentum of the Qingyun Sect, and they shrank behind the people who participated in the ceremony, dragging each other's little hands, and they wanted to go outside step by step.

But Zhao Cheng, who was sharp-eyed, found that with a roar, the two children who were already panicked were regressed, their little feet stepped together, and they all fell to the ground, and the baked sweet potatoes were sprinkled on the ground, and they didn't dare to pick them up, but they were reluctant, and their small mouths were pouted, and they wanted to cry but didn't dare.

The young people beside them all walked away in tacit understanding, who dared to wade into this troubled water.

"It's okay!"

Puff puff!

Akimoto Bai helped the two of them up and patted the dustless dust off their bodies for them, which was an attitude.

He didn't provoke Zhao Cheng either, not that he didn't dare, but he didn't want to, he didn't want to, he disdainful, as Tong Qianli said, he had already entered the Qingyun Sect, and he also wanted to give the examiner a good impression, and he wouldn't do it.

Those who disdain it, it is even more obvious, Tong Qianli said, even if he goes up and slaps Zhao Cheng twice, he will not dare to resist, that is, he can't cause waves, he is too cheap, and he is not worth his immortality at all......

"Nima! It turns out that you stinky boy, labor and management have been looking for you for a long time! ”

Brush!

Qiu Yuanbai immediately became the focus of the audience, and the candidates who participated in the Qingyun Festival all threw disgusted and hateful glances at him, they didn't know Qiu Yuanbai, this was an attitude.

"This Daoist brother, Xiaobai is the brother of Xiaguan, and Xiaguan is ......"

"Brother Tong, let my brother deal with it!"

Qiu Yuanbai stopped Tong Qianli who was playing a round for him, and Shi Shiran walked up to Zhao Cheng and smiled slightly.

"He's going to apologize, is it useful to apologize?" This is the voice of everyone.

Syllable!

A loud slap sounded, and Zhao Cheng's face was hot, leaving five clear finger prints on it.

Akimoto slaps him!