Chapter 116: Black Eighteen!

Enlightenment.

Huge square.

At the peak of popularity, one after another figures rubbed shoulders, like a black ocean undulating in the vast white square, and the lively popularity rushed into the sky, tearing the clouds in the sky as if they were all torn apart.

Here, it is the square where the monks gathered before the start of the four-gate competition, and the square where people originally went to the empty building, as the competition progressed, the return of the eliminated monks became lively again.

Up to now, the monks gathered here have reached about 90 percent before the departure, and there are 3,000 disciples of the Wuzhen Sect, which means that there are about 2,700 disciples here.

The disciples who stayed here all looked up at the huge light mirror that shimmered in the sky, and their eyes were full of envy, heat, and anticipation.

Although it is a pity that they did not make the cut, but in the next qualifying battle, it will also be of great benefit to them to be able to see it, watching others fight, reflecting on themselves, especially the battle of the strong, that kind of harvest is likely to make them more powerful.

So, despite returning to the Wuzhen sect, these monks did not leave the square, except for the necessary daily affairs, they did not go out, and none of them wanted to miss the most wonderful battle.

So, although they are outsiders, the excitement in the hearts of these disciples is not weak at all.

Under the expectation of everyone, yesterday afternoon, in the center of the huge light mirror, on a platform on the top of the mist-shrouded mountain, suddenly a light flashed, and a group of monks appeared.

In an instant, the crowd was boiling, they looked at the figures on the platform, they were excited, they had waited for so long, the ranking battle of the four doors was finally about to begin!

As a result, the Wuzhen sect caused a sensation, and many figures poured into this square like locusts transiting, and soon, a sea of black people was formed.

With the appearance of figures on the Sifang platform one by one, people's hearts became more and more excited.

After the promoted monks entered the stone room to recover, the atmosphere calmed down slightly, but there was still a strong eagerness on the faces of the people, and when night fell, the disciples had no intention of leaving, and sat down on the ground, waiting for the arrival of the second day.

They don't want to miss every moment of the qualifying battle.

In front of the disciples sitting cross-legged, Yan Nantian and five of the ten elders sat on the stone chairs, looking at the many disciples, and a satisfied smile appeared on their faces, these disciples were able to be so positive and eager, and their mentality was commendable.

Watching the ranked battle was of great help to these disciples in front of them, so Yan Nantian and the five elders did not hesitate to expend their strength and consume spirit stones to build this light mirror.

Although the square was silent, the atmosphere of anticipation that permeated it made the hearts of many monks in a rather tense state.

Time, it seems, passes very slowly.

Under this atmosphere, the night gradually subsided, and when the fish belly appeared white in the east, many monks in the square opened their eyes and looked at the center of the huge light mirror.

Ahead, Yan Nantian got up, nodded to the five elders, and left here, he was going to Tiantan Mountain, and in the final ranking battle, he naturally had to be present as the head.

"Whew!", "Whew!", "Whew!", ......

In the light mirror, one after another figures rushed out from the edge of the Temple of Heaven, and at this time, everyone noticed that there were about hundreds of monks gathered in all parts of the square, and these people were the monks who climbed the Temple of Heaven Mountain.

"Bell!"

When a ray of morning glow broke through the shackles of the morning light and shone on this land, the sound of Tiantan Mountain opened a clear and ethereal sound of bells.

The atmosphere boiled over.

The five elders glanced at each other, and then their bodies flickered, appearing on the four sides of the light mirror, the seal changed, and a wonderful power diffused, and then the huge light mirror suspended above the square slowly changed.

The small mirrors around were constantly compressed, the central mirror continued to grow, and the overall area of the mirror shrank, and soon, although it was several times smaller than before, the light mirror that only showed one scene was suspended in the air.

Many monks looked at the white square in the mirror, as if they were on the hillside of the square, and they actually had a sense of overseeing the overall situation.

At this moment, everyone's hearts were raised.

Their gaze selectively fell in four different directions, where there were sealed stone chambers, and when the bell rang a moment later, the stone door opened, and a series of figures walked out from behind the dim stone door.

Seeing these figures, everyone's eyes suddenly surged with blazing admiration.

These people are the disciples who really stand in the upper echelons of the Wuzhen Sect.

The disciples of the four directions did not gather together, but were still gathered by their respective administrators, and then faced the center of the square, and after that, Yan Nantian and the five elders of the ten elders appeared.

After that, it was undoubtedly an agitation, but it was also quite concise, Yan Nantian waved his hand and appeared in front of the square with five elders, where rows of stone stairs extended to the high platform.

When the eyes fell on the high platform, everyone's hearts trembled, and their eyes were full of shock.

Elder Taishang!

On the high platform, two old men sat quietly on the stone chair, one of them was calm, although his hair and beard were white, but he was full of energy, sitting quietly, as if he was blending into the air.

Elder Qingxuan!

On the other side, there was a female monk, with a childish face, with a faint smile, with a sense of kindness, giving people a sense of closeness, which was completely different from the ethereal appearance of Elder Qingxuan.

Elder Hui Jing!

Two Supreme Elders, everyone was shaken, there were a total of three Supreme Elders in the Wuzhen Sect, and it was common for the Divine Dragon to see the head but not the tail, and the disciples couldn't see it at all, but today, two appeared.

Yan Nantian and the others went up to the high platform, nodded to the two Supreme Elders, and immediately sat down separately, Yan Nantian was in the first place, taking the overall situation, he waved his palm, and said loudly: "The ranking battle of Tiantan Mountain, start now!"

The roar spread, and the many monks on the lookers shouted excitedly, and they could vent their anticipation and enthusiasm to the fullest.

Xue Ling and the other eighteen people stood in a row, Elder Huangshi's body moved, and in the other three directions, three figures also swept out and immediately gathered in the center of the square.

After some exchange, Elder Huangshi appeared and said to everyone: "Let's start drawing lots, there are a total of eighty disciples who have been promoted this time, and in the first round, eighty will enter forty!"

As he spoke, there was already an extra wooden box on his palm, Mo Qingyuan stepped forward, stretched out his jade hand, and felt out a round ball, the ball was snow-white, and there was a black "three" on it.

Black Three!

After that, the people went up to draw lots one after another, there were two color numbers, Li Xueyan drew a cinnabar twenty-eighth, Xue Ling stepped forward, took out a number, and looked at it, black eighteen.

I don't know who Cinnabar No. 18 is?

Xue Ling was curious, and at the same time had some expectations, and a little nervous, this kind of chaotic lottery, maybe who he would meet in the first round? ?