Jian Yuquan was envious and jealous: "The four major sects have privileges, they don't have to waste time queuing up halfway up the mountain, they can go directly to the peak to sign up." ”

"When we defeat the Taixuan Sword Sect in the sect competition this year and become one of the new four major sects, in the next five years, we will be the ones who go to the peak to sign up!"

The other disciples of the Silent Moon Sword Sect followed suit.

Only Shen Lancheng was alone, standing in the group of disciples, without saying a word.

He now has a state where everyone is drunk and I am sober.

Their sect, cultivated to the highest disciple, is Jian Yuquan's Jindan Realm Great Perfection.

But the Taixuan Sword Sect has at least four Yuan Infant Realm disciples.

He didn't know where Jian Yuquan, who had been beaten many times, got his confidence, and felt that the Silent Moon Sword Sect would definitely be able to win against the Taixuan Sword Sect.

He could even think that if they really met the Taixuan Sword Sect in the sect competition.

Before the sword in their hands was drawn, it might have been swung off by Jiang Yanlu or Xie Qi.

……

There are several courtyards with wide open gates at the top of the peak, and a small wooden sign hangs outside each courtyard.

What Jiang Yanlu and his party entered was the entrance to the registration for the individual swordsmanship competition.

When they entered, there were only a few registered stewards inside.

Registration is free.

The fifty disciples registered in turn and received the number plates.

"Little Senior Sister, I'm number eight hundred and fifty," Cheng Xingqian took the wooden number plate in his hand and walked to Jiang Yanlu's side, "How many are you?" ”

The number plate is a pair.

That is, there are two number plates for each number.

Two people who draw numbers of the same number plate are opponents of each other.

The number on the number plate represents the order of play.

Jiang Yanlu spread the number plate in his hand: "...... Number One. ”

When it comes to the lottery, her luck has always been stable.

Cheng Xingqi: "...... It's a pretty good wooden sign. ”

He asked Qi Yue again: "Little junior brother, what about yours?" ”

Qi Yue also spread his hands, and the number plate was engraved with three cinnabar characters: "Lu Lu Lu." ”

Jiang Yanlu glanced at it, six-six-six, it's very good.

Elder Yin Zheng didn't need to get the number plate, he had nothing to do on the side, and he also walked to Jiang Yanlu's side and asked her how many numbers she was.

Seeing the bright red word "one" on the number plate in Jiang Yanlu's hand, he was also silent for a while, and then patted Jiang Yanlu on the shoulder: "Give our sect a good start and come back." ”

Jiang Yanlu nodded: "Okay." ”

Her gaze fell on the two stewards who were at ease.

She couldn't count the Transformation Realm she had touched on both hands.

With the coercion faintly emanating from the other party, it can be judged that the strength of these two people is also in the God Transformation Realm.

"Elder Yin Zheng." Jiang Yanlu suddenly spoke.

Elder Yin Zheng didn't know why: "What's wrong?" ”

Jiang Yanlu: "Do you know why Kunlun Palace has been the number one in Dabi for many years?" ”

Elder Yin Zheng: "Because their disciples' overall strength is high?" ”

Jiang Yanlu said again: "Then do you know why the disciples of their sect have a high overall strength?" ”

Elder Yin Zheng faintly felt that something was wrong in his heart.

Sure enough, the next moment, Jiang Yanlu said, "Because the elder's strength is high. As the Great Elder of the Taixuan Sword Sect, how did you feel when you saw that your strength was not much different from that of the steward of Kunlun Palace? ”

Elder Yin Zheng: "......"

The two stewards of Kunlun Palace: "??? ”

Are you polite?

Elder Yin Zheng immediately: "Don't say anything, the old man will cultivate with you when he goes back." ”

Jiang Yanlu patted Elder Yin Zheng's shoulder: "The development of a sect requires the joint efforts of all members, and our sect will definitely get better and better." ”

Then he turned his head and whispered to several other disciples: "The aura of Kunlun Palace is richer than ours Taixuan Sword Sect, cultivate well during this time, don't waste it." ”

By the way, give them the Spirit Gathering Talisman.

The disciples nodded seriously: "Don't worry, Senior Sister Jiang, we will definitely cultivate hard!" ”

The two stewards of Kunlun Palace widened their eyes.

Fantastic! Appalling! Terrifying!

Is the sign crazy?

Or is the Xuanjian Sect crazy?

Listening to a little disciple like this?

Isn't it true that when they calculate the aura of Kunlun Palace, they don't avoid it?

It wasn't until all the disciples of the Taixuan Sword Sect finished registering that they received their number plates and left the small courtyard.

The two stewards did not come out of the scene that was constantly washing their traditional three views.

Outside the small courtyard.

Jiang Yanlu shouted to Elder Yin Zheng: "Elder Yin Zheng, how many events can each person participate in the individual competition?" ”

Elder Yin Zheng: "There is no upper limit, what, what do you want to ......?"

Jiang Yanlu nodded: "Trouble Elder Yin Zheng took me to sign up for the rune and Danjutsu. ”

On the two roads of talisman and danshu, she has always explored it by herself.

She wanted to know what position she could rank among the younger generation in the cultivation realm.

Elder Yin Zheng agreed: "Okay! ”

When he took Jiang Yanlu into the small courtyard for the registration of the talisman individual competition, the steward in charge of this side saw the Taixuan Sword Sect logo on Jiang Yanlu's uniform and thought that the two of them had made a mistake.

One of the stewards pointed to the other side: "The swordsmanship registration is next door." ”

Elder Yin Zheng: "We're here to sign up for the Talisman Individual Competition. ”

The steward looked up: "Huh? ”

Elder Yin Zheng: "Yes. ”

The steward of Kunlun Palace glanced at Jiang Yanlu several times: "Aren't you all sword cultivators in the Taixuan Sword Sect?" ”

Elder Yin Zheng was quite proud: "This disciple of our sect is intelligent, not only knows swordsmanship, but also runes. ”

Although the manager of Kunlun Palace didn't believe it, he didn't rush anyone, he took out a new registration form: "Register here to get a number plate." ”

When it came to the stage of drawing number plates, Jiang Yanlu was inexplicably nervous.

Don't draw the number one!! Don't draw the number one!! Don't draw the number one!!

Jiang Yanlu turned over the number plate in his hand - No. 2!

“………”

“………”

Silence, silence.

Elder Yin Zheng comforted her: "According to the practice of previous years, the individual competition of swordsmanship and rune is held on the same peak, and your swordsmanship side is faster, so you can catch up with the individual competition of rune." ”

Jiang Yanlu: "...... Well, let's go sign up for Danshu first. ”

The registration courtyard of swordsmanship and danshu is next to each other.

When Jiang Yanlu and Elder Yin Zheng entered, they also met the disciples of the Golden Ding Sect who signed up inside.

The two sect elders and the two stewards of Kunlun Palace exchanged pleasantries for a while, and the latter also showed a surprised look at Jiang Yanlu.

The registration process is the same, and the last step is to draw the number plate.

Jiang Yanlu has always felt that a person can be unlucky, but he will not be unlucky all the time.

A person can have bad luck, but not all the time.

But now, she doesn't see it that way.

When he saw the bright red "three" on the number plate, Jiang Yanlu froze in place as if he had been struck by lightning, unable to laugh.

Elder Yin Zheng's mouth moved for a long time before he spit out a sentence: "If you are fast...... It's still possible to catch up. ”

I didn't expect it! There are two more chapters left today! Hey

See you tomorrow~~

(End of chapter)