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Chapter 396: Drawing lots

At the first Broken Sky Cliff Fighting Law Festival, the demon doctor came to watch the ceremony, although there was no distinction between the righteous path and the demon sect at that time, but she was sitting in the middle at that time.

Later, every time the demon doctor came to the Broken Sky Cliff to watch the excitement, he basically sat in the middle on the first day.

Because the demon husband is a demon race, not a human race, she will not have any objections to others in the middle.

Of course, this is only limited to the first day.

You can't snatch the face of these bigwigs every day, and the next day the demon doctor will wander around blindly, and he will no longer sit in the top position of Qiankunzi and Tuoba Yu.

The big guys have already sat down, Qiankunzi glanced at the demon doctor, and then at Tuoba Yu.

Said: "Tuoba Daoist, it's noon now, let the disciples start drawing lots, how about it?"

Tuoba Yu said with a smile: "What Qiankun Zidaoyou said is that we old guys are here to watch the excitement, this stage is destined to belong to these young people, let's start drawing lots." ”

Two spoke, and the lottery officially began, and twenty or thirty white-haired elders from the righteous path and the demon sect were staring at each other, so as not to cheat.

Drawing lots is a very heart-testing thing, such as Cangyunmen and other sects, each sect has ten disciples to fight, if you accidentally draw the same number of two disciples, you will face off in the first round, which no one wants to see.

The disciples of the righteous path and the demon sect lined up, and walked towards the big wooden box on the long table one by one, and looked at it, his old drunkard master was actually a supervising referee, and the old god was sitting on the chair behind the long table, talking to a few righteous path elders and seniors around him, and his fingers were pointing in his direction from time to time, it seemed that this old guy was showing off his apprentice in front of the elders of other sects again.

The draw is very simple, five hundred wax pills, divided into two hundred and fifty groups, each contestant takes out a wax pill from it, and a separate elder is crushing the wax pill, and takes out a note with a signature number written on it, in this process, there is a righteous path and a demon sect elder on the side to supervise, three elders in a group, a total of seven groups, so the draw of five hundred people is still relatively fast.

Ye Xiaochuan stretched his neck and followed behind the senior brothers, wanting to squeeze forward, but he was pushed by the person behind, and his head hit Gu Pan'er's back in front.

Obviously, Gu Pan'er was still angry with last night, turned his head and stared at him coldly, he had no choice but to laugh and retreat to his position, but just now he cut in line, and his position was occupied by Qi Feiyuan in the back, saying that he would not let anything, let Chu Tianxing in the back give him a place, Chu Tianxing did not do it, and had to honestly run to the back to re-arrange.

The last of the Cangyunmen disciples was Yun Qiyou, and the one in front was Senior Sister Ning Xiangruo, seeing Ye Xiaochuan coming over with a disgraced face, Ning Xiangruo smiled and leaned back, slapped Ye Xiaochuan's brain, and said, "Let you be opportunistic!

Ye Xiaochuan rolled his eyes, wanting to hit Ning Xiangruo's head back, but after thinking about it, how could a big man deal with a little girl?

He honestly stood behind Yun Qiyou, Yun Qiyou is very tall, Ye Xiaochuan is sixteen years old this year, and he is only about the same as Yun Qiyou, looking at Yun Qiyou with a big piano bag behind him, Ye Xiaochuan couldn't help but say: "Yun Qiang......"

Before he could say this thief word, he felt a chill emanating from Yun Qiyou's body, and he hurriedly changed his words: "Senior Sister Yun, we are here to compete in the fighting method, and it is not a quyi competition, why do you still have this guqin." ”

Yun Qiyou didn't look back, but said lightly: "Didn't you also bring your jade flute?"

Ye Xiaochuan pulled out the Huangquan Biluo flute on his waist with his backhand, and said: "This is different, my jade flute is small and exquisite, how similar to your guqin, it is like carrying a coffin board, how filthy." ”

Yun Qiyou was slightly sideways, and the corner of his eyes swept away, which made Ye Xiaochuan immediately become honest.

At this time, Ye Xiaochuan suddenly thought of something, looked up at the demon sect bosses sitting under the jade of the stone platform in the west, and then looked at his Huangquan Biluoxiao.

He knew that this flute was the three major holy weapons of the Demon Sect in the past, and it was as famous as the Mixed Yuan Ding and the Holy Fire Order, and the Demon Sect attacked the Langya Immortal Sect in order to steal this jade flute.

Yun Qiyou's words just now reminded him that this Huangquan Biluo Xiao can't be seen by those big guys of the Demon Sect, if they recognize it, then it will be a disaster.

After thinking about it, he opened the Qiankun bag on his waist and threw the Huangquan Biluo Xiao into the Qiankun bag.

The speed of the draw was very fast, every time the seven disciples drew lots together, then an elder read out the sign number, and there were young disciples next to him who were responsible for registration, and the names of the players gradually appeared on the small numbers on the huge wooden board.

At this time, some people were already happy and some were wailing, for example, a young man who had drawn the number one hundred and thirty-fifth lottery was crying, Ye Xiaochuan stretched out his head and glanced at the wooden board, and was immediately happy, it turned out that another disciple who had drawn the number one hundred and thirty-five turned out to be the Demon Sect Sealing the Heavenly Vault, which was looking for abuse.

Soon it was the turn of several disciples of Cangyun Sect to draw lots, and the seven people in front of them stepped forward one by one, everyone nervously took out a wax pill from the wooden box, and then nervously listened to the elders read out their lottery numbers.

When the signatures of the seven people were read, the drunken Daoist sitting behind the long table was obviously relieved, the numbers of these seven people were very short apart, and there was no repetition, which meant that in the previous rounds, these seven Cangyun Sect disciples were unlikely to meet their own people.

Now there are only three Cangyun disciples left, Ye Xiaochuan, Ning Xiangruo, and Yun Qiyou, to draw lots, if they can draw a good lot with a similar number of lots, then Cangyun Gate will definitely be able to shine in the Broken Sky Cliff this time.

Unlike the two disciples of Xuantian Sect just now, they actually won the same lottery, so in this way, these two disciples will face off in the first round, and one of the disciples must be doomed to be eliminated in the first round.

Ning Xiangruo stepped forward, took a deep breath, reached out and took out a wax pill from the wooden box and handed it to the Demon Sect elder who thought he was wearing a black robe, and said, "I am Ning Xiangruo, a disciple of Cangyun Sect. ”

The elder nodded, took the wax pill, squeezed it open, and took out a small orange note from it, and there was a righteous path and a demon sect elder staring at it with four eyes.

After the three elders glanced at each other, they nodded slightly, and the Demon Sect elder in the middle said loudly: "Cangyun Sect disciple Ning Xiangruo, the eighteenth sign." ”

A disciple next to him immediately recorded it, and at the same time, the words Cangyun Ning Xiangruo were written on the small plate of the eighteenth on the big wooden board, and then the small plate was hung on the eighteenth position on the wooden board.