The remaining two stood in place with bad faces, Song Changwei watched Song Changqi walk towards the test site with a gloomy face, let go of the poor forsythia who was still snuggled in his arms, and walked over.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly, and only a gong and drum were heard, and the referee walked to the test table. "Now let's start the second competition, the martial arts test, Song Changqi vs. Song Changwei, until the point!"

When the words fell, Captain Song landed on the ring in a leap and swept away the gloom before, high-spirited, and unexpected.

His eyes swept the audience and then fell on Song Changqi, who was walking steadily, and waited until the other party walked to the ring before he spoke in a loud voice, seemingly well-intentioned, "Big brother, you are not my opponent, just admit defeat, my brother will not laugh at you, lest you lose too ugly for a while." ”

Song Changqi didn't seem to be able to hear that the other party was humiliating him, his expression was still calm, and he calmly spit out a sentence: "How can the eldest husband surrender without a fight, let the horse come!"

Song Changwei was stunned for a moment, then laughed hahaha, and only after laughing enough did he say: "Okay, since you said so, then don't blame my brother for being ruthless." ”

Although Song Changqi's qualifications are not as good as Song Changwei, they are not bad compared to most people.

At this moment, the two have been fighting together in the ring, perhaps because they both have anger in their hearts, and no one has shown mercy.

A group of people on the viewing platform watched with a smile. Although they all felt that Song Changqi was the most suitable sect master, from their own standpoint, the affairs of other sects actually had nothing to do with themselves. On the contrary, the sect master elected by the other party was not suitable, which was more conducive to the development of their own sect for them.

And now it was obvious to them that there was a discord between the two brothers, and that no matter who ended up as the suzerain, it was impossible for the other to assist him, which seemed to them to be happy to see it.

There was no suspense in the results of the martial arts test, and in the end, it was naturally Song Changwei who won, and Song Changwei laughed rampantly in the ring, and made a ruthless move, as if he wanted to fight back all his previous grievances in the chess game.

Song Changqi's strength was not as good as that of Song Changwei, so he could only try his best to defend, and he could hardly find a chance to counterattack.

"What's the matter, big brother, feel the difference in strength between us, you can't even beat me, what qualifications do you have to inherit the position of the sect master? When he said these words, the smugness on Song Changwei's face was unobstructed, and the gaze that looked at Song Changqi was even more disdainful.

Song Changqi resisted very hard, and was hit by Song Changwei and retreated step by step, hearing Song Changwei's words, he still gritted his teeth and replied: "Song Changwei, you hate me so much?"

Song Changwei snorted coldly, the relationship between the two was not very good, and now that he had torn his face, he was unwilling to disguise it at all. He stared at Song Changqi and said, "Hate, how can I not hate? Those people all spread you like a god, but who would have thought that a saint like you who looks bright and upright is actually a white-eyed wolf who is greedy for life and afraid of death behind him? People like you are not worthy of being a sect master at all!"

Song Changqi was also laughed at angrily, and he said: "I'm a white-eyed wolf? So what are you doing now? Am I not good enough for you? Isn't my father good enough for you? How does this sect treat you badly? How can what you do now be worthy of your own conscience?"

Song Changwei hated, "Don't mention this kind of thing to me, you are not worthy! Today I want everyone to see clearly who is the most suitable person to be the master of this sect!"

After Song Changwei finished speaking, he didn't leave his hand, forced Song Changqi with a move, forced him to the edge of the ring step by step, and then flew up, kicked out, and kicked straight to Song Changqi's chest, kicking him out of the ring, and his embarrassed posture fell to the ground.

Seeing this scene, everyone sighed, and some people couldn't help but applaud, and they could hear Song Zhishu's face on the stage as black as ink.

Qingzi turned sideways and asked Yuehua, "Master, how did you say that Song Zhishu was arranged? Now that the two are tied, what is this final test, it is impossible to really let that Song Changwei be the sect master." ”

Ci Yuehua said: "He is not such a person who ignores the overall situation, and the key point is probably in this last round of competition." ”

Qingzi nodded and said, "I don't know what kind of misunderstanding there is between them, the relationship is so bad." ”

Ci Yuehua's expression was faint, and she didn't care about the entanglement between them.

After Song Changqi fell out of the ring, the referee walked into the ring and announced: "Martial arts test, Song Changwei wins!"

The next moment, someone shouted: "Didn't you say that there are three competitions? ”

The referee elder smiled on the stage: "Everyone is a little calm, and now I will tell you about the third competition." Everyone should know that a person's success is not only closely related to strength, but also has a lot to do with personal luck. ”

Everyone nodded in agreement when they heard this, not only is it related, but the relationship is not small, but the luck in a person can be seen from birth, and the quality of luck can directly affect a person's life.

Not only that, but this luck is actually also related to a person's qualifications, and the qualifications of people with strong luck will not be bad.

The referee added: "So, this last competition is related to luck." The sect master has an order, for the competition between the two sons, in order to select the most suitable successor to inherit the position of the sect master, the sect master decided to use the secret realm of this sect as the test location, and there is the treasure of the town sect in the secret realm, if anyone can get it, it will be the next sect master of my Qingfeng Gate!"

When the words fell, the audience was in an uproar, and everyone looked at Song Zhishu with the eyes of a fool, and there were also a few greedy glances, but they quickly hid it.

Each sect has its own core place, or secret realm. But even if you want to elect the next sect master, you don't have to use this way, how important is that, it is almost related to the fate of a sect, and it is really overkill to let them in like this, is it difficult not to be afraid of some accidents?

In this case, the price paid for this sect master selection is too great, even if these two brothers are not harmonious, there is no need to do this!

And the rumors about the Wind Order, these people who were present had actually heard of it, and they heard that it was the magic weapon of the first sect master during the establishment of the Qingfeng Gate, but no one could use it later, so it became a symbol of the Qingfeng Gate and was left in the secret realm.

Some people listened to it for a while, but there was no way, this secret realm could only be entered by the two brothers, but they didn't even have the qualifications to watch, so they could only wait quietly outside for the result. I just didn't expect this Book of Song to pay such a big price just to choose an heir.

Qingzi and Ci Yuehua can also understand that Song Changwei colluded with the ghost clan, and he and Song Changqi are now at a disadvantage, if Song Changwei is allowed to become the sect master, then the road of Qingfeng Gate will be over.

And now they can't directly say that Song Changwei colluded with the ghost clan, now all the immortal sects are here, if this matter spreads, the prestige of Qingfeng Gate is no longer small, if it is because Song Changwei is implicated in the entire sect alone, Qingfeng Gate will decline if it does not disperse.

But I don't know what kind of secret realm is in this Qingfeng Gate, and he can make such a decision, could it be that the turning point is in that secret realm?

It's just that this is a competition between Song Changwei and Song Changqi, they can be like a secret realm, and those of them who are watching the battle can only wait outside.

During the waiting period, someone suddenly came over to invite Qingzi and Ci Yuehua: "Two, the sect master is invited." ”

The two looked at each other and followed the man.

At this moment, Song Zhishu was sitting in his room, and there were several people guarding him, and in front of them was a circular light curtain, and the picture that appeared in the light curtain was the figure of Song Changwei in the secret realm.

It's just that when Qingzi and Ci Yuehua walked to the door, their footsteps couldn't help but pause, and their eyes swept over the bodies of the rest of the people in the room without a trace, and then walked in as if nothing happened.

Song Zhishu's eyes flashed when he saw the two of them coming in, Qingzi nodded at him, and then said with a smile: "What, Sect Master Song is watching their competition?"

Song Zhishu smiled slightly and said: "That's right, the Qingfeng Gate Secret Realm is not suitable for everyone to watch, so I invited the two of you to come over, don't you mind?"

Qingzi: "How can it be? ”

The few people standing next to Song Zhishu glanced at Qingzi and Ci Yuehua, and then looked at Song Zhishu, and stood there silently without seeing anything unusual.

The two of them walked to the side and sat down, staring at the light curtain in front of them for a long time, and Qingzi said leisurely: "Who does Sect Master Song think this Wind Order will get?"

Song Zhishu smiled, "It depends on which of them is the most powerful." ”

Qingzi nodded, then turned his gaze, his gaze swept over the faces of those people, and asked Song Zhishu: "These juniors don't seem to have seen them in the main hall before." ”

Song Zhishu said: "Except for Uncle Ya, these people are all under the captain, and they are afraid that something will happen to me, so they stay and take care of me." ”

Qingzi nodded clearly, and looked back at the light curtain, but the muscles of the people who were named were tensed.

In the picture, Song Changwei looked like he was about to win, his steps did not stop, and he went all the way in one direction, as if he already knew where his destination was.

Qingzi raised her eyebrows and asked Song Zhishu: "Why don't you see the picture of the sect master looking at the eldest prince?"

Song Zhishu laughed and said, "It's time to take a look." When the words fell, he glanced at Uncle Ya, and with a wave of the other party's hand, the scene in the picture immediately changed, and it was Song Changqi who appeared in the mirror this time.

It's just that unlike Captain Song's steady victory, he seems to have entered that secret realm for the first time, his expression is serious, extremely vigilant, and his head is looking around, he should be hesitating which direction to go.

Qingzi sighed, "It looks like the second son has a better chance of victory." ”

Song Zhishu listened to it with a flat expression, without the slightest look of joy, only nodded and said lightly: "Look at the back." As he spoke, the picture turned back to Captain Song.

After a long time, Qingzi seemed to be a little bored, yawned and stood up and said, "I don't know if Sect Master Song would mind if our master and apprentice would visit your small courtyard?"

Before Song Zhishu could speak, a tall man beside him spoke in a hoarse voice: "Now is the most critical juncture, you two should sit here and watch." ”

Qingzi raised her eyebrows when she heard this, looked at the person carefully, and the corners of her mouth curved a little, "Dare to ask Your Excellency?"

The man replied lightly: "I am the second son's subordinate." "It's just the attitude and tone of his voice, but it doesn't look like the duty of a subordinate at all.

Qingzi touched her chin and sighed, "Subordinates!" She turned to look at Song Zhishu and said, "Are Qingfengmen's subordinates so powerful?

Song Zhishu smiled awkwardly, "Xiaoyou said that he was laughing, where can his subordinates go past the master?"

"Is it? This Excellency is so majestic, I almost thought that this was the master of the second son. ”

Song Zhishu immediately said: "Where, where, since Song invited the two of them to come over, the two of them can naturally go anywhere." ”

Seeing that the man didn't have the slightest intention of giving way, Song Zhishu's face darkened, and he shouted: "Get out of the way, these two are my honored guests, don't be abrupt and slack! Now that your master is still in the secret realm, and he is not the sect master, you have to ignore the discussion in vain?"

As he spoke, a wave of anger surged in his heart, and the excited Song Zhishu couldn't hold back his cough.

The man thought of this as well, but instead of backing down, he spoke, "Then let me take the two of you around." ”

Qingzi glanced sideways at Song Zhishu's dark face, expressing sympathy, being suppressed by his own son like this, he is also a poor person.

The two did not refuse each other, Qingzi took Ci Yuehua's arm and said with a smile: "Master, you lead me away." ”

Ci Yuehua did not refuse, and the two walked out behind the man.

Watching the other party take them to a remote place, Qingzi and Ci Yuehua glanced at each other and smiled playfully.

"Where are you taking us? We're here to enjoy the view, and there's nothing you have here. ”

The man, however, paid no attention to them, and walked straight on, without further speech, and after walking a long way behind, he saw the other man stop.

At the same time, Qingzi and Ci Yuehua instantly felt a few more strange breaths behind them, Qingzi looked back and said with a smile: "What, Your Excellency is afraid that we will be too bored, so you will have fun for us?"

The man snorted coldly, "Anyone who stands in the way of my lord's great cause must die!"

"Oh?" Qingzi asked unhurriedly, "Then I don't know who the lord in your mouth is? It can't be the straw bag of Song Changwei, right?"

The man's eyes widened when he heard this, and he immediately ordered: "Kill them!"

When the words fell, the group of people surrounding them rushed up one after another, Qingzi and Ci Yuehua fought unhurriedly, but they were a little surprised in their hearts, these people's cultivation was not low, and they were already completely comparable to the elite disciples in those sects.

The most important thing is that these people are not ghosts!

This was beyond Qingzi's expectations, I originally thought that there was a ghost clan interfering in this matter, but now it doesn't seem to be exactly like this!

It's just that......

"By the way, didn't you first ask who we were when you were going to deal with us?"