Popular stars, like a magnet, can always attract a large wave of popularity.

With the arrival of Mingjue and Minglu, all the people near the No. 11 ring surrounded them.

Everyone stepped forward to say hello, looking forward to the relationship.

After all, as the two people with the highest martial arts in the Ming character of the Hanging Temple.

Once you grow, there is no limit to what you can achieve in the future.

The little monk looked over there, his eyes flashing with brilliance, as if there was a hint of longing.

Ning Xiaotang smiled and looked at the mirror, and said secretly in his heart: This little guy, I'm afraid he hasn't realized that after today, he himself will be famous all over the world.

After all, Spiegel is only eleven years old this year.

In the late stage of an eleven-year-old Qi Cultivation Realm, if he breaks through in the competition, then an eleven-year-old Qi Cultivation Realm is complete.

Such a character is bound to be a blockbuster.

It didn't take long.

At one of the entrances of Yanwu Cave, a commotion came.

I saw a group of old monks rushing in.

The leader is the abbot of the Hanging Temple, Master Yuanci.

Behind him, there was an old monk with round characters.

For example, Master Yuanji of Prajnatang, Master Yuan'e of Bodhi Temple, Master Yuande of the Precept Academy, Master Yuanzhen of the Buddha Temple, and Master Yuanku of the Relic Temple.

In addition, the "Ensho Master" of Namaha Temple also came here.

No one knows that the "Master of Yuanzhao" at this moment is no longer the original Master of Yuanzhao.

Even the abbot Master Yuanci was also kept in the dark.

The arrival of Master Yuanci and others made the atmosphere in the Yanwu Cave warm.

Because it is a sign that the game is about to start.

Master Yuanci, the abbot, and many other old monks of the Yuanzi generation walked to the viewing platform that had already been set up.

Then, there was the official words of the abbot Master Yuanci.

After the call, the abbot Master Yuanci officially announced the start of the Thousand Monks Selection Competition of the Hanging Temple.

In every ring, there are referees who have their own affairs.

The No. 11 ring where the three of Ning Xiaotang were located, and the referees in charge were two round-character monks in their fifties.

The martial arts of these two people are still in the middle of the Tongmai Realm, and they are inferior to the major leaders such as Yuan Er and Yuan Anger.

However, the seniority of the two is there after all.

It is more than enough to be a referee for a group of Mingzi monks.

The order of the game is according to the name of the list, two by two, in turn.

The little monk Spiegel was placed in the middle, and it was obvious that he would have to wait for a while.

The game started quickly.

In every ring, there are monks who start to compete.

The sound of "bang bang bang ~~" kept ringing.

Along with it, there were many applause from the audience.

After about a quarter of an hour, Ning Xiaotang and the three of them were watching the competition in the ring.

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded.

"Spiegel, it's really a coincidence, it seems that you are also from the eleventh ring. As I said last time, someone would clean you up. Later, I hope you don't cry your nose. ”

Ning Xiaotang and the three of them went to find prestige.

Those were four young monks of about sixteen years old.

When the little monk Mingjing saw the visitor, he couldn't help frowning.

Because three of them are Ming Hai, Ming Si and Ming Ji, who have had conflicts with him.

At this time, Na Mingji said to the young monk beside him: "Senior Brother Mingcheng, he is Mingjing, Senior Brother Minghai was beaten by him last time." ”

The young monk Mingcheng looked at the mirror expressionlessly, and after a few breaths of silence, he said coldly: "If you are also from the eleventh ring, I hope you will not be eliminated too soon." Last time you hit Ming Hai, this time I will help him find the field. ”

With that, he ignored Spiegel.

He glanced at the other side of the ring and said to Ming Hai and the others, "Brother Mingjue and Brother Ming are over there, I'll take you to meet the two senior brothers." ”

Immediately, Ming Cheng took Ming Hai and the others towards the opposite side of the ring.

Ning Xiaotang looked at the backs of a few people leaving, and secretly shook his head in his heart.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

As for the matter of "children", Ning Xiaotang naturally would not interfere.

What's more, with the strength of the little monk Spiegel now, those four people are not their opponents even if they are combined.

What did he have to worry about?

Shen Ning'er ignited her gossip and asked, "Mingjing, those people don't seem to deal with you." ”

The little monk Mingjing sighed and said, "Those guys in Minghai used to bully me a lot. ”

Shen Ning'er smiled and said, "I see, then you will call back later." No, call back today. Later, in the ring, you beat the opponent hard, and don't show mercy to your subordinates. ”

The little monk said: "Actually, I ...... a few days ago."

Without waiting for the little monk Mingjing to finish speaking, Shen Ning'er patted him on the shoulder and said, "There is nothing in fact, you will beat them up for me later!"

The little monk opened his mouth, but finally didn't say anything.

He wanted to say just now, in fact, a few days ago, he had already punched Na Minghai with one punch.

However, since this Sister Shen asked herself to beat the other party hard, then she did it.

Anyway, the little monk Spiegel has decided that he must not let anyone bully him again in the future.

The game went on.

It didn't take long for the two rings next to him, namely the No. 12 ring and the No. 10 ring, to cheer one after the other.

The enthusiasm is much stronger than before.

It turned out that Mingjue and Minglu went to the twelfth and tenth rings respectively.

And they all won cleanly.

The strength of the two is indeed extraordinary.

They are only seventeen or eighteen years old, but they are already in a perfect state of cultivation.

This strength, among the current monks of the Ming generation, can be said to be the first person well-deserved.

As the two appeared from time to time, there were more and more discussions about the two.

"Brother Mingjue and Lawyer Ming, they really deserve to be the first among our Ming generations, they are really amazing. ”

"That nature. Brother Mingjue and Ming Lawyer, as early as two years ago, were already in the realm of Qi cultivation. Now it's naturally more powerful. ”

"You say, are Ming Jue and Brother Ming about to enter the Tongmai realm?"

......

The chatter kept coming.

Ning Xiaotang found that the talent of Ming Jue and Ming Law Martial Arts was indeed good.

And the strength of the two of them is indeed on the verge of entering the Tongmai realm.

A year later, or half a year at the earliest, the two will inevitably enter the realm of Tongmai.

However, Ning Xiaotang felt that the title of the first person to enter the Tongmai realm in the Ming character generation, those two might not be able to take their turn.

Because, the one who won this title must be the little monk Spiegel.

Another quarter of an hour passed.

Finally, it was the turn of the little monk Spiegel.

I saw the referee in charge say loudly: "Then the next game is Spiegel and Mingfa." ”

Ning Xiaotang and Shen Ning'er both looked at the little monk Spiegel.

The little monk Mingjing said: "Senior, Sister Shen, then I'll go up." ”

Ning Xiaotang nodded slightly and didn't say anything more.

This kind of competition, in his eyes, is similar to playing at home.

If it weren't for the fact that the little monk Spiegel also participated, he wouldn't have bothered to come to the competition.

Shen Ning'er said: "Spiegel, come on." ”

The little monk pursed his lips and nodded vigorously.

When the little monk Spiegel came to the ring.

The people in the rivers and lakes who watched the game on the field suddenly burst into discussion.

"Hey, this little monk even went to the ring. ”

"Yes, look at his age, that's eleven or twelve. ”

And some monks of the Ming generation are also talking about Mingjing.

"I didn't expect that the little brother Spiegel also signed up for the competition. ”

"yes, he's so impatient, why don't he wait a few years. ”

Because most of the monks of the Ming generation who participated in the competition were over 15 years old.

It is less than fifteen years old, and generally thirteen or fourteen years old.

Like the little monk Spiegel, he is the only one who competes at the age of eleven.

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