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After the last bell, dozens of soldiers poured out of the city gate, struggling to carry a strange disc-like thing, about a meter in diameter, cyan, and the material seemed to be jade. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 After Info lifted the disc not far from the four tables, dozens of soldiers immediately returned to the city gates. Then I saw the old man in Tsing Yi, turning his head and pointing at random, the disc actually flew up, and after a few rolls in the air, it landed steadily on the golden ray, and the disc was obliquely facing everyone, and the angle was just right. In this way, you can see clearly on and off the table. He glanced at the crowd for a moment, and then said loudly, "The First Juying Conference of the Year of Jiazi - Start now!" "Please prepare the Immortal Breath Assessment Form for all the people participating in the assessment!Prepare the Nine Heavens Immortal Breath Wheel Instrument to test the Immortal Breath!" All the young talents stopped applauding and looked at the Nine Heavens Immortal Breath Wheel Instrument intently, and then the person standing at each table came to the Nine Heavens Immortal Breath Wheel Instrument, and the four of them stood in one corner. The Nine Heavens Immortal Breath Wheel Instrument is in the middle. Next, the old man in blue introduced a few people sitting from the first table on the left: Yin Lao, the deacon of Xuanlingmen, the ten thousand Buddhas Yangtian of Shura Temple, Lan Wan'er, the poet of Wenyang Palace, and the manager of Qingxin Dao. Then he pointed to the four next to the Nine Heavens Immortal Breath Wheel Instrument and introduced: Xuanling Gate Pipe with Cloud Title, Shura Temple Ten Thousand Buddha Disciple Xinggang, Wenyang Palace Poet Mo Nong, Pure Heart Dao Disciple Drifting Mist.

Finally, the old man in Tsing Yi said to all the young talents of the Juying Conference: "I am Lan Zhen, the elder of Xuanlingmen, and I am honored to participate in and preside over this year's Juying Conference on behalf of Xuanlingmen, and I am very relieved to see so many aspiring young people, I have 5,329 registered here, and there are 4,999 people left who go out to freely provoke and fight for dominance and eliminate them by themselves, which is 1,000 more than the previous session." Our four factions have discussed and decided that in order to encourage the vast number of young talents, each faction will recruit an extra five more disciples this year, that is, each faction will recruit 30 disciples!" When the crowd heard this, it was like an explosion, and the applause immediately thundered, and it could not be calmed down for a long time. Elder Lan Zhen pressed his gesture, and then said: "I hope that the selected disciples will be modest and cautious, and devote themselves to cultivation! Don't be discouraged if you are not selected, this is a public election held by the four factions every fifteen years, in order to strengthen my decent power, the four factions have also discussed and decided that each faction will hold a separate private election every five years in the future, so even if the young talents who are not selected this time, there is still a chance!" There was another round of applause in the crowd.

After searching the crowd for a while, Lan Zhen cleared his throat and said loudly: "Among the young talents of this year, whether in terms of immortal power foundation or immortal knowledge, they have greatly surpassed the previous ones, and five disciples have been admitted exceptionally, namely Changshui Yun Qianmeng. As soon as he said this, people's eyes brushed to a cold corner, where Yun Qianmeng stared at Sendai with an ice and proud face.

Lan Zhen glanced at Yun Qianmeng along everyone's line of sight and nodded with satisfaction. Then he continued: "Liufeng Ouyang Langlong. There was an exclamation from the crowd, and his gaze turned to Ouyang Langlong again. Yun Fan looked at Ouyang Langlong with great admiration, and said, "Wow! It's so good! It's so handsome!" next to Yun Qianmeng, there was a sneer on the corner of his mouth, and he glanced at Yun Fan unremittingly, and seemed to be very annoyed. Looking at Ouyang Langlong again, his face was full of pride. Lan Zhen heard the noise of the crowd, and paused slightly, and then continued: "The Lu clan is against the cold, the Feng clan Lu Qingfeng, the Yun clan Huan prodigal, and the sea clan Kong Sheng." The people shouted softly again, glancing around, hoping to see these lucky people. Lan Zhen looked at the crowd for a while and said: "The reason for the admission of the above six young people is that Changshui Yun Qianmeng, the Lu clan is against the cold, the Feng clan Lu Qingfeng, and the Yun clan Huan prodigal son are all qualified to provoke and successfully compete for the throne, among which Yun Qianmeng is a high-grade negative water spirit root that is rare for eternity. ”

"Wow!" everyone looked at Yun Qianmeng in admiration. Everyone knows what the concept of innate negative water spirit root is, and there may not be one in tens of thousands.

"Ouyang Langlong, a high-grade golden spirit root by nature!" Speaking of this, he deliberately raised his voice! Hearing this, Yun Huan jumped up excitedly and shouted Long live Ouyang Langlong. I don't care about my identity as Changshui. The crowd exploded even more, and I didn't expect that there would be so many strange things before the Juying Conference officially started to test the immortal breath! This world is simply evil. The crowd couldn't control it anymore and began to discuss.

After a while, Lan Zhen saw that the crowd was slightly shocked and said: "The sea clan Confucius has excellent divine sense, gathers the heroes and gathers the grand event, and it is passed down as a good story, a masterpiece of immortal knowledge, and it is spread throughout the city, inspiring countless young talents, and they like the fairy road, so they are exceptionally admitted." All the young talents who participated in the Juying Conference were given a copy, and 15 days later, they went to the official office to receive it. At the same time, I also want to remind you that on the path of cultivating immortals, the immortal consciousness must be clear and pure, and the boundary between good and evil should be separated, so as not to go astray into the evil path!

There was a commotion in the crowd, looking at Dianxiantai, and whispered: "The masterpiece of Juying's seven sons circulated among the people of Panshui, there is also an article written by Liu Lianlang." The writing is sincere, and it has already been sung throughout the city, and he shook his head and whispered: "In order to cultivate the true dream of Qiong Palace, how many Shaohua looks at the stars." The battle between immortals and demons will never stop, and when will the battle between the sects wake up? He will cultivate the golden immortal body one day, and he will definitely destroy the world and leave people in love!" I don't know who has composed a tune for it during the recitation. Hearing this person singing, there were people in the crowd who kept chanting, especially the sentence: "Farewell to the long road to immortals, sad to abandon love into Hongmeng." ”

Suddenly, Sendai let out a cold cry! People calmed down, and someone secretly reminded: "Brother, don't sing it in the future, that poem has become an anti-immortal poem, and if you sing it again, it will ruin your immortal journey." ”

Liu Lianlang heard Kong Sheng being praised in front of him, and he was happy for him in his heart, when he suddenly heard the words of that Lan Zhen, although he did not name him, he was obviously criticizing himself, and his face was hot. Xindao, this is over, a few ridiculous words even the elders have offended, it seems that it is hopeless to enter the Xuanling Gate this time, and my heart is depressed. The five of Juying's seven sons also looked at Liu Xianlang unexpectedly, especially Cai Ling, staring at Dian Sendai and sulking. In the distance, a somewhat pale face also cast a trace of comfort.

"Please Changshui Yun Qianmeng, Liufeng Ouyang Langlong, Lu Clan against the cold, Feng Clan Lu Qingfeng, Yun Clan Huan Langzi, Sea Clan Kong Sheng to enter Sendai!" Lan Zhenlang said suddenly.

Everyone turned their eyes to Irisendai, under the blue sky, Irisendai was like a white cloud floating in the sky, and after a while, the six people were still standing on Irisendai and looking down on the crowd. Being able to stand on the Sendai means that you are definitely a member of the true immortal cultivation faction, and the natural immortal path is immeasurable. People looked up, their eyes full of envy.

Liu Lianlang looked at the white cloud under the blue sky, the pretty figure on the white cloud, and wished that he was one of them, but ・・・・・・

Lan Zhen stared at entering Sendai for a while, glanced at the representatives of the four factions, and found that the four of them were staring intently at Ouyang Langlong and Yun Qianmeng on entering Sendai, with a trace of unhappiness in their eyes. He turned around and said loudly: "Please all the young talents who have signed up, separate the left and right sides, take the immortal breath assessment form, and whoever hears the name will go to the Nine Heavens Immortal Breath Wheel Instrument to test the immortal breath!

The crowd automatically divided into two groups at once, and immediately a large blank space flashed in the center of the square, and the field of vision suddenly widened, and sitting on the Diansendai, you could see the majestic mountains under the blue sky far ahead.

Everyone held their breath and looked at Lan Zhen, eager to hear their names, but afraid to hear their names, especially those young and beautiful women who had no bottom in their hearts.

"The Lu clan listens to the sky!" Lan Zhen said in a loud voice.

As soon as the words fell, a young man walked out steadily from the right side of the crowd, dressed in coarse gray cloth, with a ring of cloth on his head, and a heroic aura between his eyebrows. After saluting Lan Zhen and Dianxiantai, he walked to the Nine Heavens Immortal Breath Wheel Instrument, handed over the Immortal Breath Assessment Form, and then calmed down, facing the crowd, the palm of his right hand resolutely pasted on the surface of the Nine Heavens Immortal Breath Wheel Instrument, and in an instant, the Nine Heavens Immortal Breath Wheel Instrument burst out of golden light, forming an approximately square light curtain in front of the human skirt, which showed all the contents of the Immortal Breath Assessment Table. The young man in coarse cloth looked quietly at the lower left corner of the light curtain, his eyes calm. The crowd was silent, staring intently at the lower right corner of the light curtain, and a moment later the lower right corner shone with a blue color. The crowd suddenly burst into admiration, and some people excitedly shouted: "I'm so lucky, the first one succeeded!"

Glancing at the envious eyes below, the coarse cloth youth bowed deeply to Lan Zhen and the others, and then saluted the crowd, turned around and strode into Sendai.

But none of the next three hundred and fifty people passed, the sun had sunk in the west, and after Lan Zhenyi announced that the day would continue, there was no one on the Dianxian platform in an instant, including the Nine Heavens Immortal Breath Wheel Instrument and those tables and chairs.

Liu Lianlang glanced at entering Sendai, only a lonely cloud was left lingering, those who were admitted had already left with the four major sects, I didn't think that yesterday the dynasty was still talking about life, and today in the blink of an eye, Xianfan was separated, and that cold and arrogant face could not be forgotten for a long time. Panshui City is still shrouded in auspicious clouds, but Liu Lianlang's heart is entangled with dark clouds.

Those eliminated boys and girls, or silent, or helpless, or whimpering, or silent tears・・・・・ looked back at Panshui City again and again, and reluctantly went away. The remaining young talents walked towards the city of Panshui City.

"Third brother, let's go, go into the city!" Huang Qi said when he saw Liu Lianlang staring at the young boys and girls who were leaving.

"Into the city?" Liu said in confusion.

"Of course, I entered the city, and now the Juying Conference has begun, and the palace will provide a restaurant with a signboard for young talents who participate in the Juying Conference on the 15th, but the Juying Conference has a rule that you are not allowed to drink. Hehe, this is enjoyable. Huang Qi said with a smile.

"Third brother, it's okay, Jiren has his own natural appearance, don't worry!" Cai Ling looked at Liu Lianlang and said with a worried look.

Liu Lianlang looked at Cai Ling and smiled reluctantly: "Hehe, thank you for your concern, I'm fine, just like you said, Jiren has his own natural appearance, go, go into the city!"

Song Zhen and Feng Scar patted Liu Lianlang's shoulder heavily. The group stepped on the colorful glow of the sky and slowly disappeared into the city gate.