Three days have passed, and most of them have not even unlocked the thirty formations of the first level, and each of them is dying.

"Is this really something that people can unravel?"

"You said, I didn't make it to the second level, do you still have any hope of being on the list?"

"Judging by this difficulty, there may be hope."

"I entered the second level at the last hour, and I just solved a formation, and the time is up."

Changxiu couldn't wait to ask Zixu, "Senior Brother Zixu, how many formations have you solved?" ”

"Two thousand and seven." Zixu said calmly.

"Huh?" Changxiu scratched his head, a little frustrated, "I only solved one thousand nine hundred and ninety-seven." ”

The passerby snorted coldly, "Do you know how difficult this year's formation competition is?" As for the two of you little Taoist priests who don't have any hair, if you can solve one or two thousand formations, I Liu Dali will write three words upside down! ”

"Brother Li, what are you going to do with them?" A man put his shoulder on his shoulder, "When the results come out, we will naturally see." ”

Liu Dali gritted his teeth and said: "My surname is Liu, not Li!" ”

The man laughed and laughed, "Slip of the tongue, Brother Liu, don't be surprised." ”

"You must be on the list this time, I would like to say congratulations in advance!"

Liu Dali puffed up his chest proudly, "You still need to say this, I have unlocked a total of twenty-seven formations." ”

Soon, someone hugged him and complimented him, "Brother Liu, you have unraveled twenty-seven formations!" ”

"I racked my brains to solve two ways, compared with Brother Liu, I am really ashamed."

"You've solved two ways, and I haven't even entered the second level!"

Liu Dali enjoyed everyone's praise very much, with a smug smile on his face, Changxiu and Zixu glanced at each other and stayed away from the crowd.

"That Liu Dali has untied twenty-seven formations, and his tail is about to rise to the sky." Changxiu Nu said, "Senior Brother Zixu, he is also too villainous. ”

Zixu said slowly, "Don't criticize others behind your back. ”

Changxiu turned his head angrily, his eyes reflected a touch of spring flowers, and he shook Zixu's arm, "Senior Brother Zixu, it was the tiger head mask girl that day." ”

"Why didn't she bring the little white tiger today?" Changxiu was a little disappointed, and when she raised her eyes again, the girl was gone.

A crisp voice sounded behind him, "Little Taoist, don't give me a nickname, my name is Jinchao." ”

Changxiu turned his head and saw the smiling girl, staring at herself, her little face instantly turned red, and she felt a kind of weakness after being caught.

He looked at Zixu for help, Zixu shrugged his shoulders helplessly, telling him not to talk about people behind his back, and now he has been caught, right?

Changxiu whispered, "I'm sorry. ”

Jin Chao smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Oh, I'm just kidding you, you take it seriously." ”

Changxiu breathed a sigh of relief, she was just not angry.

Jin Chao originally wanted to tease him a few words, because he was in a hurry to draw the lottery for tomorrow's ring match, so he gave up.

The disciple in front of the long table guarded the last sign in the lotter, looking forward to it again and again, "Who the hell is it, will you participate in the competition!" ”

"Finish the visa early, I'm better to leave, and I have an appointment with a few brothers to drink tonight."

"Alcohol is forbidden during the Qiongying meeting, I'm going to tell the elders." The sudden voice startled the disciple Ling'er, and he hurriedly bypassed the table and chased after him, "Senior Sister Mo Chun, little aunt and grandmother, don't you tell the elders, I won't drink tonight?" ”

Jing Mochun stopped and pointed to the lottery holder behind him, "If you don't follow the order, if you lose it, the sin is much worse than drinking privately during the Qiongying Meeting." ”

The disciple watched Jing Mochun walk away, so angry that he stomped his feet on the spot and slapped himself, "My damn mouth, why can't I control it!" This kind of thing is said in the heart, and no one can hear it, so why do you have to say it. ”

He sat back, and in the setting sun, a slender figure appeared.

The one who trotted over today gasped and asked, "This fellow Daoist, is the second round of the ring drawn here?" ”

"Last round signing."

Jinchao handed him the bamboo stick, and the disciple who kept the sign routinely checked it, and there was a red word on the back of the bamboo stick, "Why are you so late?" ”

"I don't know if you can draw lots from yesterday? Remember to come early for the next round. As he spoke, he pushed the stick holder in front of Jinchao, "There is only one left, and I don't have a choice, so take it quickly." ”

[Isn't it two quarters of an hour away from the appointed hour?] 】

[I'm not late, my attitude is so fierce. 】

[I don't know if I can report it.] 】

The Shou Signature disciple's eyes widened, what's the matter, what the hell is he?

If he can be heard speaking in his heart, won't he be able to speak in his heart in the future?

Today, spiritual power is injected into the bamboo stick, and a cross appears on the smooth surface.

"The numbers are so high, you're going to start playing when you wake up, right?"

"I don't know who I'm going to be up against this time."

Today, he returned to his small courtyard with broken thoughts all the way, and Da Bai lifted his eyelids and was still lying on his stomach.

The night passed quickly.

"It's finally time for the ring again, this is the best part of Qiongying's meeting!"

"I watched the formation competition before, and I slept directly for three days."

"The formation competition is really boring."

"Fortunately, the refining weapon competition and the formation competition are over, and the Dandao competition is only the last round, and there is a ring competition every day in the future, which is really exciting!"

"It's begun, it's begun."

She walked into the ring number five and waited for a while before her opponent arrived.

Wen Renxi saw the present day, his eyebrows and eyes were disgusted, "Why did you smoke a weak chicken again." ”

The "weak chicken" clenched her fists angrily today, after refining the "Qinghuang Rank", she realized that she had broken through to the ninth layer of qi refining, where was it weak?

"Forget it, solve you early, and save Miss Ben's time." Wen Renxi's thumb was put on the scabbard of the sword, and when he pushed it up, the bright sword body was exposed.

Today, he took off the Qi Tian stick, turned it around a few times against the palm of his hand, and waved the stick wind.

Wen Renxi sneered: "You just use a broken bamboo as a weapon?" ”

"That's fine, at least you don't have to feel sorry for the spirit stone, just cut one after it breaks."

The people in the audience talked in a low voice, "Which sect is she from?" Is it so poor and sour? I can't even afford to buy a disciple's magic weapon, and I still participate in the Qiongying Meeting. ”

"Miss Wenren's sword is a high-level magic weapon, and it is estimated that a sword can cut her bamboo in half."

Qinghe heard the buzzing of melon seeds in his brain, what do a group of soil buns know, this is Hongyun bamboo, I really don't know!

"I don't think this bamboo is any ordinary bamboo." Qinghe nodded with satisfaction, and heard the man say, "Maybe it's dark iron inside, or some other material, refined into the shape of purple bamboo." ”

“……”

Don't deal with people who don't know.

Yun Xi didn't spend time with Sun Mengming today, she sat in the corner and talked to the man next to her, "Master, is the magic weapon of today's dynasty really Zizhu?" ”

The ordinary-looking man was Yun Hua, who was covered with a layer of illusion magic, he raised his eyes and said, "Yes." ”

"But it's not your average purple bamboo."

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be the legendary Fortune Bamboo."