Chapter 53: The 10-Year General Election (1)

Time is like flowing water, and the time of January has arrived.

The morning sun slowly opened the curtain, and the east was white.

"Brother, look! That's the building boat of the righteous sect! They are here together!"

Chu Yuqi looked at the sky when he heard this, and noticed that the building ship of the righteous path was sailing from the eastern sky.

Not only that, but a huge building ship has also appeared in the West, on which are impressively engraved with the symbols of several demon sects, and Zen Buddhism still does not participate in this election as usual.

The entire Qinglong Mountain Range was boiling, Qin Han and the others looked up together, only to see two huge ships in the sky coming from opposite directions, the speed was not slow, and soon they reached the top of their heads, casting two shadows within a radius of several miles.

Lou Boat came quietly, but with a strong sense of oppression, and people with weaker psychological elements would even faint on the spot.

The appearance of the two giant ships is very different, the righteous building ship seems to come from the fairy world, Su Sha Qingluo, Yunjin Xianhe, all show the ethereal state of the fairy family. The building ship of the Demon Dao was much more depressing and gloomy, shrouded in a dark purple mist, which made it impossible for people to investigate.

The symbolic flags of these sects are all planted on the boats. According to the totem on the flag, you can tell which sect you belong to at a glance.

Colorful auspicious clouds and flowing cloud sects, purple mang flying sword ten thousand sword sects, amphora copper tripod Danding sect, three stacks of heavy mountains and three mountains faction, Erhai blue wave god water faction, stars arch moon and Ming star faction, Jiaowei Fengqin ancient music faction, treading snow to find plum god hidden faction.

The Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Ten Thousand Ghost Sect, the Wind and Cloud Surging Heavenly Demon Sect, the Black Sun Ghost Sail Soul Refining Sect, the Netherworld Exorcism Sect, and the Blood Sea Drinking Sect.

"It is worthy of being a first-class power sect, and these two ships are dispatched, and they have to consume tens of thousands of high-grade spirit stones, which is really wealthy. ”

Qin Han's ears and eyes were amazing, and he took in the sounds of the surrounding conversations in his ears and listened to them really.

"Even the second- and third-rate small sects have their own spirit stone mountains, and these big sects must have their own spirit stone veins. ”

"I heard that an outer disciple of a big sect can get more than ten medium-grade spirit stones every month, and an inner disciple can even get high-grade spirit stones, compared to the number of people issued to the disciples of the sect, this appearance fee is nothing at all. ”

"That is, the main sect of these first-class sects is in the Canglan Realm, that is the Cultivation Realm, and our martial arts realm cannot be compared at all. It is said that Nalingpei is a rotten street product in the cultivation world, and is usually bought for children to play with. ”

When everyone heard this, they all gasped, that was the priceless Nalingpei!

"Everyone came to Qinglong Mountain, and if you want to successfully pass the assessment and enter the great sect and become a disciple of the great sect, in addition to the exercises of the sect, isn't it just to enter the main sect of the Canglan realm?"

"Peng!"

The voices of the crowd stopped abruptly, and the two huge ships stopped steadily in mid-air, the translucent protective cover was removed, and the hatch slowly opened to the sides, behind each of which were dozens of monks. The number of people on both sides was about the same, and it was more than half a hundred at a glance.

These people, dressed in the clothes of their own sect, walked out of the hatch without hurrying, and looked down on the people on the Qinglong Mountain Range condescendingly.

At this time, the Qinglong Mountain Range was not only full of people who were ready to take the assessment, but also some second- and third-rate sects and family forces stationed there, of course, there were onlookers everywhere.

Qin Han glanced over with a rough glance, the people nearby were relatively unfamiliar, and he looked up at the people who had just left the cabin, and at this glance, he saw a lot of familiar ones.

The one who came from the Liuyun Sect this time was Elder Su, who had a relationship with each other before, and there was still standing beside him, the powerful man called the "Third Uncle" that he had met in Jinrong City.

However, at this time, he stood in the crowd, but he was not abrupt, but very ordinary. It seems that the recruits from these sects are all elders above the foundation building period.

The woman in pink who was holding Elder Su's arm tightly, with big watery eyes, looking at the woman in pink below, who was not the girl who followed the side of the "third uncle" who had not been seen for more than a month?

In the Sanshan Sect, he only saw the old woman he had seen in Luoxia Valley, if Qin Han remembered correctly, this person should be called Elder Li.

After searching for a long time, I didn't see Wang Qiping. However, thinking that Wang Qiping, as the young sect master of the Sanshan faction, did not need to come to participate in the sect assessment, Qin Han was relieved.

She didn't know much about the sects of the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, the Danding Sect, the Shenshui Sect, the Mingxing Sect, the Gule Sect, the Shenyin Sect and the Demon Dao, so she quickly looked away and focused on the two or three sects below and the place where the family forces were stationed.

The Immortal Cultivation Family relies on blood relations to maintain the family, which is far less powerful than the sect.

Later, they gradually learned from the sect, invited high-ranking monks to be the guest elders of the family, and cultivated potential disciples with foreign surnames to strengthen their own strength.

This time, the three major families have arrived, and Qin Han looked at the past, and they were basically acquaintances.

Needless to say, the Qi family is both Qi Jin and Qi Yi, and there is a handsome young man with a fair complexion next to them, who looks about twenty years old.

This young man's clothes are somewhat similar to Qi Jin's, and Qin Han speculates that he should also be a descendant of the Qi family. Standing under the banner of the Fusang giant tree was a white-haired old man, thinking about it, this person should be an elder sent by the Qi family to recruit students.

The Qiu family attracted Qin Han's attention even more, and the third master Qiu was looking at the Zhengdao building ship above with a gloomy face, and he didn't know who he was looking at.

Beside him was the arrogant and domineering Qiu Miaoyi, but Qiu Miaoyi was extremely well-behaved at this time, but when she looked at Qi Jin, the greedy color that flashed in her eyes was just captured by Qin Han. Otherwise, she really thought that this young lady had suffered some blow, and her temperament had changed so quickly.

Qiu Guangren was not on the building ship of the Sanshan faction, but he looked submissive behind Qiu Miaoyi, which was quite surprising.

The beautiful woman in red placed a soft collapse under the banner of the blood moon totem, lay on it, and stroked the crimson sword in her hand boredly. This lazy woman is Situ Yunhui, and the bewitching young man standing on her right hand is Situ Jing.

Qin Han couldn't help but sigh, she hadn't seen her for more than three years, this Situ Jing was really more and more beautiful and moving, making her ashamed of herself as a woman.

Situ Jing turned around abruptly and looked at Qin Han.

Qin Han was startled, instantly lowered his eyes, and staggered his gaze. Situ Jing and Wang Qiping have both seen her true face, although her appearance has changed greatly in the past three years, she still can't let her guard down.

Situ Jingjian's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his eyes scanned back and forth for a week, but he no longer felt like he was being stared at.

"Auntie, do you feel that someone is looking this way?"

The beautiful woman in red hooked her fingers seductively, changed her posture on the soft collapse, and laughed, "Of course there is, there is more than one." Look at them, aren't they?"

Looking at the group of male cultivators who were obsessed with his aunt and himself, Situ Jing suddenly felt a chill, and turned his face away in disgust.