With a wave of his left sleeve, the Great Brahma released a bamboo tube, and with a grasp of his right arm, he grabbed 116 bamboo sticks out of thin air and threw them into the bamboo tube.

He put the bamboo tube and bamboo stick in his hand, made a bird's look, and said with a smile:

"You should raise the mystic, and look to the poor monk's hands - here are one hundred and sixteen bamboo sticks, which correspond to one hundred and sixteen of you.

"On these 116 bamboo sticks, the names of 116 ghosts are marked—only names, not others.

"In a few moments, you will draw the one that belongs to you, and the ghost that you have written on it will be your exam question.

"These one hundred and sixteen spirits will be transformed into mortal forms, mixed with the three hundred and sixty-five kaki dancers in the Hibiscus Garden, you must find the ghosts and ghosts you each signed in these three hundred and sixty-five 'mortals', and ambush them, and must not harm the innocent, and do not dabble in other people's examination questions.

"Give you three days to keep track of your achievements in the order of the time of the ambush. In the past three days, the 'girls' school books in the Fuyuan Water Theater will be extremely graceful and charming, so that you can 'linger'.

"Whether it's to win the Xuanmen, the scenery on the list, or to rely on the flowers and willows, looking for love, you - just watch and act!"

As soon as he spoke, the Great Brahma shook his hand and threw the one hundred and sixteen bamboo sticks into the air.

He pinched the magic trick in his hand and was about to cast a spell, but he gave Bai Chaosheng on the side the first time-

I only felt a tightness in my chest, and most of the true qi that controlled the bamboo sticks was squeezed out, and when I wanted to squeeze in again, it was not possible.

The Great Brahma was immediately angry—he didn't say a word of greeting, how arrogant was that!

He looked at the sound of the white tide, but the young man in white was also looking at him, but with a smile, shallowly, it made the Great Brahma taste at this time with three points of banter, three points of pride and four points of youthful arrogance.

"Great Grandmaster, the early stage of the spirit arrangement has been handed over to you Cloud Gate with full authority. This time the lottery will be decided, or will you come, will you inevitably have some suspicions?"

The Great Brahma listened to this.

But he didn't care—he was annoyed by the arrogance of the white tide. For this pride, the great Brahma decided to rebuke a few words, showing the prestige of some of his predecessors:

"Bai Gongzi, it makes me ugly like this, but you Mingtang has newly revised the etiquette rules?"

"The situation is urgent, and the Great Grandmaster's move is only in the lightning. The younger generation was afraid that it would be so hasty that it would not be handled properly, so they acted urgently. Don't want to be cold to the juniors, let alone mention the number of Ming Hall etiquette!"

This came and went, and the great Brahma was put off the stage.

At this moment, the head of Taiyi, who had been silent, said that Gong Fan:

"I'll do it—don't hurt the peace. ”

As soon as the words fell, the true qi of controlling the bamboo sticks out of thin air squeezed again.

The Great Brahma played a round of action, "Then there will be labor", and immediately withdrew his true qi.

Bai Chaosheng smiled and withdrew his true anger. However, his smile made the Grand Master of the Cloud Gate feel uncomfortable as if he was sitting on a soldering iron.

That day, Gong Fan tightened his palms and sent one hundred and sixteen bamboo sticks to the sky.

Immediately after putting the palm of his hand, he dispersed the true qi of the control into one hundred and sixteen strands, and threw each bamboo stick into the hands of the Xuanshi below.

The one hundred and sixteen monks each received a bamboo stick, and each of them sighed, or rejoiced, or sorrowful, or regretful, or terrified.

At this time, there was a sound of water on the mirror lake, and when everyone looked back, they saw that an exotic passage had broken in the center of the lake.

The water in the passage was sent out, and it was dark like an abyss.

The day passed away Gongfan said in a loud voice: "The hour has come, and the Xuanju has begun—please enter the moving door immediately and lead to the Xuanju examination room of the Water Building!"

Hearing this, all the mysticists used their magical powers one after another, and looked into the dark passage.

The onlookers made a commotion, saying that they had secretly seen some ghosts on the bamboo sticks, and that they said that the bamboo sticks were just a disguise, but when they really arrived at the examination room, they were completely different.

Most of the voices are guessing this year's Xuanju champions, some of them are talking about the broken arm piano, some are talking about Gusu Kendo, and some are mentioning the previously hotly discussed Divine Pen Heavenly Master and Longling Blind Man.

On the high platform, the Great Brahma and the Heavenly Death Gong Fan said:

"What good seedlings have you found this year?"

Originally, he was in the position of the seat, but at this time, he deliberately went around to the left side of the seat to talk to Gongfan, in order to snub the sound of the white tide in the seat.

"Nope. There doesn't seem to be any genius this year, and it seems to be inferior to the Xuanju three years ago. ”

Great Brahma said with a smile: "Xuanju is a round every three years, how can you expect to have a genius like Fu Shuliu every time! And that Fu Shuliu is not a new star, when he took the Xuanju exam three years ago, he was already thirty and two, and his cultivation was not comparable to the same person." ”

The sky passed away and Gongfan said: "Alas, what did he do, didn't he still enter the Ming Hall in the end, which made people red." ”

Great Brahma was slightly unhappy, paused, and said, "If there had been no accident three years ago, I'm afraid that Fu Shu would not have been able to enter our eyes." ”

Heavenly Death Gong Fan smiled and said: "The meaning of the Great Grandmaster's words, or is it such a change that has fulfilled him?"

"It is an indisputable fact that the times create talents. ”

The old things that Gongfan and the Great Brahma said three years ago were incomprehensible to Bai Chaosheng.

At that time, he had not yet taken over the handle of the young master of Mingtang, so he missed the mystic move.

At this time, he went to the railing by himself, looked out and looked away, to see some green mountains and white clouds, but he looked at the embroidered pavilion of Fuyuan Garden, and the gold and silver were scorching.

He turned around to yawn, and there was a commotion behind him.

When I looked back and looked again, I saw a green sword coming from the direction of Yushu Tower, and the majestic good life came quickly, and it had reached the sky above Mirror Lake in a snap of his fingers.

There was a man and a woman on the sword, and the man led by him was dressed in black clothes and vibrated in the wind, and before he could suppress the limelight, he heard him shout in mid-air:

"Who's the White Tide—see you soon—"