The event of the Xuanwu Conference lasts for about half a month, and the three groups compete on alternate days, and the event is held in one round every three days.

This first day is under 20 years old, that is, the first round of the first group. There were 46 contestants under the age of 20 at the Xuanwu Conference.

Forty-six people battled each other, and 23 wins and losses were divided, with the winner advancing to the next round and the loser competing for five more repechage places. That is, there will be twenty-eight people who will advance to the second round and eighteen people who will be eliminated.

On this day, the sun is rising. Emperor Yunzeguo, who was only fifteen years old, wore a golden crown, a golden robe, and a golden cane in his hand, and came to Xuanwu Square surrounded by many attendants.

And at this time, Lu Buqi and the others had already waited outside this Xuanwu platform, carefully looked at this cloud lion, and found that he had fine skin and tender meat, and his facial features were three points similar to Yunqin, if it was a woman, it was also an absolute beauty, and in the previous life, it was a demonic pseudo-mother, how could there be a lion and tiger?

It is no wonder that the Marquis of the Three Directions is about to move, and Lu Buqi secretly sighed, this cloud lion really can't see any imperial demeanor, how can it deter the Quartet? As the bell rang, under the gaze of the generalissimo Xuanwu, the cloud lion began the routine ritual of sacrificing to the heavens of the Xuanwu Conference.

For this kind of patterned performance of worshipping the sky, Lu Buqi has a certain interest, but it is just a curiosity with a bit of life experience. And what is really interested is the old man who has been by Yun Shi's side, with neat hair in a bun, and a bit of elegant fairy style.

After all, in terms of skin temperament, he is more energetic than many middle-aged men, but on the temples and hair, those few strands of white hair that seem to be deliberately carved, and the grandmaster demeanor between gestures tell others that his life is by no means precipitated in just forty or fifty years.

"That's the national teacher Bi!" Long Buli whispered in Lu Buyi's ear: "This person's origin is unknown, but his cultivation is unfathomable, and it is said that the head of the Yunze faction wants to give him three points." ”

National teacher, that is Yunqin and Yin Wuyan's master? The person who can teach such two disciples is already extraordinary, but now that he looks at it, he really has the wind of a strong man. However, the origin of the national teacher is unknown, and he is not a member of the Yunze faction, which is the backing of a country, so it is no wonder that the Yunze faction turned a deaf ear to the imminent chaos in Yunze country.

Perhaps, the Yunze faction also has the will to reshuffle the Yunze country so that it can control the country more haode, right?

However, Lu Buqi didn't think much about it, the trend of the overall situation is not controlled by personal manpower, and Lu Buqi doesn't have such energy yet. What Lu Buqi wants to think about is how to improve his personal strength as soon as possible, and in the face of the upcoming chaos, he can let the Lu family stand firmly on this magical continent.

As the ritual of sacrificing to the heavens came to an end, a group of people with great momentum came belatedly. The number of this team is about fifteen people, including Lu Tai, Yun Shang, Lian Quan and Zhong Fabai.

These people are obviously from the Yunze faction, and at the forefront are a man and a woman: the man is an old man with hemp hair and goosebumps, with a slightly chubby body, a round and convex forehead, and a bit of a portrait of good fortune; the woman is a beautiful woman with a long beige tunic skirt, with a concave and convex figure, plump and attractive, simple but noble hair accessories, exuding a graceful and elegant state, on her face, the years have left a little trace that cannot be erased.

"The two of them should be the head lady Mo Liuli and the second elder Qian Bochang that Uncle Nine said!" Lu Buqi whispered slightly, Lu Feng nodded beside him: "Yes, these two people were responsible for selecting disciples at the last Xuanwu Conference, and I heard that Uncle Nine told me later that Mrs. Mo originally planned to choose me, but it was Qian Bochang who said that I was not too prominent and pressed down!"

Lu Feng's voice was a little uneven, too, if he could be selected into the Yunze Sect ten years ago, his cultivation would definitely be higher today, after all, the resources and cultivation environment of the Yunze Sect were still much better than staying in the local family.

"Don't worry too much, I think that old man is also dizzy, your achievements will definitely be higher than his!" Lu Buqi said with relief: "If he is still alive at that time, you can go and slap him in the face!"

Lu Feng was slightly stunned, looked at Lu Buqi, but couldn't help but nod firmly, there was no doubt that Lu Buqi's simple words aroused his strong self-esteem.

"I hope that the first emperor and the Xuanwu marshal will bless me, bless my Yunze country for thousands of generations, and the country will be prosperous!" When the cloud lion sacrificed to the sky, the earth, and the ancestors, he looked at the people of the Yunze faction with a different look, and he didn't say anything, the golden scepter was pointed, and the bells of the four bell towers rang in unison, and the cloud lion said in a deep voice: "I, Yunshi, here, wish me Yunze warriors can achieve remarkable results!"

"Set up the Xuanwu Arena!" As the attendants shouted at the top of their throats, the honor guard moved again and walked towards the outside of the Xuanwu Guild Hall.