The opening of the Danshu Club is as simple as its rules.

However, as soon as the list of Sang Wuyun's team to participate in the competition came out, the crowd watching the battle on Wuyun Tower still broke out into an uproar.

Because the candidates for Sang Wuyun's team were all from their own ligature, and they didn't use any disciples from the side branches.

You must know that in Sang Xiaoman's team, there are two elders of the side tribe.

Just like these two teams, the crowd of guests watching the battle on the Wuyun Tower also spontaneously divided into two distinct teams.

The group of people led by Wen Huazi all sat on the east side, and the Sword Buddha and them sat on the west side.

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East of Wuyun Building

"Brother Wuyun uses all his own people, is it really okay?"

Xie Xuanchen, the master of the Tongyou Pavilion, was a little worried about the strength of Sang Wuyun's disciples.

"Don't worry, my three senior brothers have all obtained the true inheritance of my master, and I am afraid that the entire Sang family will not be able to meet opponents in this talisman. ”

Sang Wuyun's fifth disciple Zhu Han said very confidently.

"Since Brother Wuyun dares to arrange it like this, he is naturally thoughtful, you and I will take a good look. ”

Wen Huazi also nodded when he heard this.

Seeing that Wen Huazi said this, Xie Xuanchen and the group of guests who were invited by Sang Wuyun behind him didn't have much to say, and they all stared at the Meditation Lake not far away with serious expressions.

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Compared to Wen Huazi's side, the Sword Buddha is much more relaxed here, and a group of people are chatting, as if they have left the matter of the Dan Book Club behind.

In fact, Dongfang Li and Ao Jiewu were still a little restrained when they first saw the Sword Buddha, but fortunately, there was Zhang Lian'er, who was familiar with her, and she called her sister crisply again and again, pulling this sister's hand, and hugging that sister's waist, and soon the restrained atmosphere on the table was gone.

Even Xu Youyou, who was originally a little recognized, giggled and drank Muxi dew with her at this time.

"Isn't this wine the white brewing of autumn water?"

After drinking a few glasses of Ao Jie's worries and pouring over the wine, the sword Buddha Xu Shen seemed to wake up suddenly, and looked at Ao Jiewu with a surprised expression.

"The Sword Buddha seniors have finally eaten it. ”

Ao Xie smiled worriedly.

"After this autumn water went away with the wind, I didn't expect the old man to be able to drink in vain, this trip was not in vain. ”

Xu Shen sighed and said with a comfortable expression.

"But Miss Ao, where did you get this wine? Over the years, I have searched all over the ten states, but I have not found a jar. ”

He then asked curiously.

"This wine is one less than one drink, and if you are so verbose, I will drink it all." ”

Huang Long Zhenren on the side suddenly interrupted the conversation between the two, and then took the wine jug and poured himself another glass.

Ao Jiewu's eyes casually glanced at the Huanglong real person, and then smiled inadvertently.

At this time, Sang Xiaoman and Sang Wuyun each took their own teams and appeared on both sides of the Meditation Lake.

Seeing this scene, Ao Jiewu suddenly asked the Sword Buddha very curiously:

"This Sang family's Danshu Club, have the predecessors of the Sword Buddha seen it before?"

"Don't tell me, I've seen it once when I'm my age. ”

The Sword Buddha glanced at Xu Youyou very lovingly.

Xu Youyou picked up the big wine cup filled with wood dew to cover her face, her face was very small, and one wine cup almost covered half of her face.

Everyone couldn't help but laugh when they saw her love.

"But that time was not very good-looking, and the Tianzi Pulse alone wiped out the entire team of the other seven veins. ”

After the laughter stopped, the Sword Buddha continued.

"But this time, the situation seems to be a little not optimistic. ”

Ao Xie worried.

"If you're optimistic, what do you want me to do?"

The Sword Buddha smiled, then took a sip of the wine cup, and then let out a long breath of pleasure.

With the words of the Sword Buddha, the tense atmosphere on the table just now relaxed again.

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At the same time, on the shore of Jingxin Lake, the two teams of Sang Xiaoman and Sang Wuyun have also stood on the Qiyue platform in the center of the lake.

"Please make a blood pact on this contract of life and death. ”

The gray-haired, nameless old man took out a piece of rune paper with complicated runes and placed it on a desk in the middle.

Sang Wuyun and Sang Xiaoman didn't hesitate much when they heard this, and with a flick of their fingertips, a drop of blood fell on the talisman paper life and death contract.

"Deed. ”

The old man picked up the contract of life and death and showed it in the direction of Wuyun Tower, and then carefully put it away.

"Please assign the talisman who will participate in the big competition for the first time between the two parties. ”

He glanced at Sang Xiaoman and Sang Wuyun again.

"The first time we played, Mao Zhenghao played. ”

Sang Wuyun glanced at the three disciples behind him.

"The first time we were, Zhao Xuanjun faced the battle. ”

Sang Xiaoman glanced at Zhao Xuanjun beside him.

Seeing that Sang Xiaoman sent Zhao Xuanjun in the first round, the disciples of Sang Wuyun on Wuyun Tower snickered, only to feel that Tianzi was really unavailable, and they used Zhao Xuanjun for the first time.

"I've only heard of this Zhao Xuanjun's swordsmanship, he is actually still a talisman?"

Xie Xuanchen of the Tongyou Pavilion was surprised.

"It's just a duck on the shelves, don't you see that there is no one available in the Sang family's Tianzi lineage?"

Zhuge Jin, the owner of the Empty Cicada Building, shook the pu fan in his hand and smiled.

Although the Wuyun Tower is noisy, the big competition on the Qiyue platform is still proceeding step by step.

"According to the convention, the two of them have to guess the heads and tails of the copper coin to determine who will draw the symbol and who will interpret it. ”

The old man took out a copper coin and put it in front of Zhao Xuanjun and Mao Zhenghao.

In the competition of the Danshu Club, the drawer often has an advantage over the solver, after all, some runes are basically unsolvable.

"This time, there is no need to throw copper coins, just let this Brother Zhenghao draw the talisman. ”

What everyone didn't expect was that Zhao Xuanjun directly gave the opportunity to draw talismans to Mao Zhenghao.

Not only the onlookers, but even Mao Zhenghao himself was surprised, and he looked at the master Sang Wuyun standing next to him in puzzlement.

Sang Wuyun nodded at Mao Zhenghao, and then secretly said:

"In that case, let's use that talisman, and don't be polite to him. ”

Zhao Xuanjun is not good at talismans, he knows very well, so the other party took the initiative to choose to give up the opportunity to draw talismans, Sang Wuyun was not surprised at all.

But Sang Wuyun was also very confident in his own disciple and the talisman given to his disciple, instead of passively waiting for the other party to make a mistake, it was better to seize the opportunity to take the initiative to attack.

"Since it's Brother Xuanjun's kindness, then I'm disrespectful. ”

Mao Zhenghao arched his hand.

Seeing this, the old man on the side immediately said loudly:

This time, Mao Zhenghao drew the talisman, Zhao Xuanjun unraveled the talisman, and the rest of the irrelevant people avoided it. ”

"Cousin, if you really can't untie that talisman later, don't hold on, just admit defeat, there will be us behind. ”

Before parting, Sang Xiaoman patted Zhao Xuanjun on the shoulder.

"Do you look down on your cousin so much?"

Zhao Xuanjun glanced at Sang Xiaoman, but there was still some warmth in his heart.

When everyone withdrew from the Qiyue platform, Mao Zhenghao did not hesitate any longer, walked directly to the table and sat down, spread out a piece of rune paper, and then picked up his rune pen and put down the pen very decisively.

At the moment when he put down his pen, there was a sudden ripple in the quiet lake, and the originally windless weather suddenly blew a gust of wind.

"Just the first stroke, you can stir the aura of heaven and earth, the third disciple of this boundless brother, the divine soul has already stepped into the initial realm of silence, right?"

On the Wuyun Tower, Sang Wuyun invited a group of monks to discuss it quite approvingly.

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