If you lose the second game, you don't have to compete in the third game at all.

In the past few days, He Ping has been practicing hard every day except for going downstairs to eat.

The Qi Gathering Pill in his hand was swallowed by He Ping, and his cultivation increased a little more.

On this day, He Ping was sitting on the bed, practicing cross-legged, and suddenly felt a movement under his feet, and when he looked up, the tables and chairs were shaking slightly, the teapot was suddenly crooked, and the unfinished tea flowed a big pool, ticking and spilling all over the ground.

Did there be an earthquake? He Ping opened the ban and ran out of the attic quickly.

On the street, many monks had already gathered, and everyone was looking in the direction of the square.

Monks rushed out of the attic, just like He Ping.

All these monks added up to only a few hundred, which seemed much colder than the original four or five thousand people.

It seems that the eliminated monks have long since left here.

He Ping didn't find Ye Weiyang, but he saw Li Hua, the beauty who let him release the water and thus won him, but he didn't expect that she was also successfully shortlisted.

Li Hua saw He Ping looking at her, smiled at He Ping and nodded.

On the square, a group of blue-clothed monks formed some kind of magic circle, and they played one spell after another, and the ground trembled slightly.

Someone was thinking about going over when a clear voice came.

"Everyone stay where they are, don't disturb them to control the formation. At this moment, we are flying with everyone, and we will be able to reach the sect in an hour. ”

In the blue sky, the white clouds fluttered at great speed, and the direction of the sunset was slowly deflecting. This station is really flying, such a big flying magic weapon, I don't know how much mana it will cost.

An hour passed quickly, and there was a slight jolt at the feet of the people, and the voice sounded again.

"After opening the passage, please go out along the passage!"

The disciples who controlled the circle retreated, and the two white-clothed monks played a few tricks.

Above the square, a white circle of light suddenly appeared. The bluefriars lined up in two lines, entered the aperture, and vanished.

The crowd on the street flocked to the square.

He Ping followed the crowd forward, and when he walked past Li Hua, he slowed down.

"Congratulations to Li Daoyou on being shortlisted!" He Ping said with a smile.

"Luckily won another game, hehe! Thanks to He Daoyou!"

Li Hua's eyes flowed, and a naughty smile appeared on his face.

"Where there are so many lucks, it is still due to Li Daoyou's strength. As for our fight, I should be polite to the lady!"

He Ping said unashamedly.

Li Hua grinned, looking strange to believe you.

A tall man with an ordinary face and a tall figure next to him saw He Ping and Li Hua talking happily, and hugged his fist at Li Hua.

"Fairy Li's last performance, the performance was amazing, Han thought that if he was an enemy, he must not be an opponent. ”

This guy's cultivation can't be seen by He Ping, and it obviously doesn't look like he is below the fifth level of Qi training.

When Li Hua fought against He Ping, although her performance was good, she was not as powerful as he said, could it be that she had preserved her strength? But that can't be said, whose pill is blown by the wind?

"Han Daoyou is too modest, the little girl just swallowed an elixir that temporarily improves her cultivation before the competition, so she can win by luck!"

It's cheating again, He Ping was a little speechless, but in the rules, it was only said that she couldn't swallow the pill in the fight, and it wasn't a violation of the law for her to do so.

Presumably, this kind of pill will have great sequelae, and it is estimated that she will not be able to eat two pills in a row, so she paid He Ping these pills, but it was also a helpless move.

Is this woman so rich? This made He Ping look up to this woman again.

"Li Daoyou is rich and rich! Alas, I am really envious, jealous and hateful!"

He Ping's words made Li Hua giggle.

"He Daoyou is so humorous!"

The three of them walked as they spoke, and before they knew it, they had already walked near the aperture, and the three of them walked into the aperture together.

He Ping only felt that his eyes lit up, and a huge square appeared in front of him. On the other side of the square is a towering giant peak, with wide steps, like a dancing dragon, submerged in a cloud of white clouds, the upper half of which is obscured by clouds, and it is impossible to see the top at all.

On the square, there were already many monks, and He Ping also took a few steps and joined the monks' team.

In the void behind He Ping, there was a circle of light floating, and monks emerged from the circle of light.

Not far behind the aperture, is a huge archway. The archway seems to be carved from white jade, and the jade pillars on both sides are six stories high, and the diameter of the pillars is about two meters. At the top of the jade pillar is a huge plaque with three big characters of "Tianyimen" written on it.

A moment later, all the new disciples came to the square. Two whitefriars walked out of the aperture, and one whitefriar shouted: "Close!"

The white-clothed monk pinched the law, and white light surged towards the aperture. The aperture grew smaller and smaller, and finally turned into a streamer of light that flew into his sleeve.

The two monks did not speak, but offered their weapons and flew towards the mountain peak, which was obscured by the clouds.

He Ping was hung in the square.

Seeing everyone's reaction, a monk in Tsing Yi said loudly: "Ladies and nephews, don't worry! Senior Uncle Zhou and Senior Uncle Tang are only responsible for bringing everyone back safely, and now that they have arrived at the sect, the two senior uncles will go back to resume their lives, and the head of the sect will personally meet everyone in a while!"

The head of Tianyi Sect is said to be the existence of the pinnacle of Yudan, and everyone is excited when I can't imagine seeing it today!

"Everyone, I, Qiu Dansheng, represent Tianyimen, welcome everyone to join!"

Before anyone saw it, the voice had clearly reached everyone's ears.

He Ping followed the prestige, the white clouds on the giant peak rolled, and a scholar separated the clouds, flying in the air, his clothes fluttering, and his demeanor was elegant. The scholar was followed by dozens of white-clothed monks, each standing or sitting on top of the magic weapon, and the girl who took Luo Fei'er was lined up again.

Judging from the appearance alone, Qiu Dansheng is in his twenties, with a slender figure, a handsome face, and an indifferent temperament, which is exactly what the legendary immortal looks like.

Qiu Dansheng did not stand in the void, but stepped on a turquoise flying sword.

At the moment when Qiu Dansheng landed, the flying sword disappeared.

"The joining of all of you has made my Tianyi Sect a lot stronger! I hope that our Tianyi Sect will be proud of your fellow disciples in the near future!"

The monks behind Qiu Dansheng landed one after another, and Qiu Dansheng's words paused.

The monks in Tsing Yi bowed down together: "See the master uncle, see the master uncle of each peak!"

He Ping and the other new disciples bowed down together and said in unison: "See the ancestor!"

Qiu Dansheng gently supported his arm and said with a smile: "You don't have to be polite!"

He Ping felt a soft force that gently lifted him up. Looking at it from the corner of his eye, it seemed that everyone present had the same feeling, and the cultivation of the head of the sect was so amazing.

After everyone finished saluting, the head said a few words of encouragement, and left with his flying sword.

The masters of each peak pointed and began to select disciples.

"Wang Zhanqiang, Niu Hongbin, Zhao Changjun, come with me. ”

A sword-eyed, unusually handsome young peak master walked out of the team, ordered three disciples in the front monk team, rolled up his long sleeves, and took the disciples away against the wind.

"That is the Heavenly Sword Peak Zhao Fei Ancestor!Those guys are so lucky!" A monk next to He Ping said enviously.

Only then did He Ping notice that these new disciples were divided into two obvious parts, and the front one had very few people, less than a hundred people. Those guys were all straight, their eyes didn't squint, and they looked empty-eyed. Occasionally, someone looks behind them, with some disdain in their eyes. On the other hand, there is a trace of envy and humility in the eyes of many people.

The handful in front of him were the inner disciples who had been selected? Why didn't He Ping know about the selection at all?

Thinking about it, people only need to tell those disciples with better qualifications to stand alone, they can't do these spiritual roots, and the disciples who are low in cultivation can only stay honestly.

All the peak masters seem to have a list, and quickly select disciples, and the first hundred or so disciples were quickly selected, and with the departure of the peak masters.

After the peak masters choose people, the deacons of each peak choose the outer disciples, and these deacons all hold jade slips in their hands and name them one by one.

Soon, waves of disciples were chosen, and there were fewer and fewer people in the square. Li Hua had already been chosen by a thin middle-aged monk, but He Ping was left behind, and there were only more than 20 people left with them, but there were no deacons who were elected.

He Ping was a little dumbfounded, what was the situation? No one wanted these disciples?

As the minutes passed, it was about to get dark, and a cool breeze was blowing in the square, and everyone's hearts were getting colder and colder.

Could it be that the sect has changed, and these disciples of them will not be returned, right?

"Sorry, I overslept!"

In the dimness, a greasy voice came, and a big fat man like a ball of meat appeared at some point, twisting his body, walking slowly, panting.