The golden-armored warrior snorted slightly: "I heard that Rakshasa Sea City is the holy city of the three sects, and this holy woman should be able to serve the public, how to do it if she is delicate and timid." In the next place, it is to fight for this holy woman, where is your governor, let him come out and speak. ”

Ma Rulong saw that the golden-armored warrior was full of words, and the candidates were all on the stage, and the Rakshasa soldiers did not dare to shoot indiscriminately. The Golden Armor Samurai is very strong in cultivation, and he has no chance of winning if he fights alone.

"There are rules for the election of the Holy Maiden, and if you want to run for the election, you should abide by the rules, and the rules are not determined by one person, nor can they be changed because of one person, and I hope you will forgive me. ”

"Feng Chun, don't talk nonsense. Mei's plum blossom mark is unparalleled in the world, who can remove it for her. Besides, the monk who took away Xiao Qiao and his uncle had no grudges, so why deliberately conceal Xiao Qiao's life experience. ”

Ma Rulong saw that Mei Fangxin's complexion was not good, and hurriedly helped Yuanchang.

"Yes, yes, look at my foul mouth, I like to talk nonsense. ”

Ji Fengchun realized that he had said the wrong thing, and he was busy patting his mouth and hiding it with a smile.

Mian He cleaned up his mood and said slowly: "Xiao Qiao's whereabouts are important, the Holy Maiden's election is a sea market event, and it has to be like a look." You two have to keep your eyes open, this holy woman must be able to convince the hearts of the people. ”

Ma and Chi glanced at each other and said respectfully, "Uncle, don't worry." The two of us must do our best not to disappoint my uncle. ”

"Go ahead. ”

Mianhe waved his hand, and the two of them exited the room as they said.

Since ancient times, 'there is no first in literature, and there is no second in martial arts'. The final election of the Holy Maiden is a literary matter, and it is particularly important how to divide the high and low topics.

The women who entered the final election were all one in a thousand, and their appearance and talent were not far apart.

After the first round of appearances, the 50 candidates gradually took off the tulle below, which attracted the voices of the audience.

It turned out that the candidates not only wore tulle on their faces, but also painted drama makeup on their faces, and they could hardly see their true faces, but they whetted the appetite of the visitors.

This may be related to the interests of Mianhe and Mei Fangxin, both of whom like opera and can even perform on stage. A man's strength and a woman's appearance are inherently predominant. It is a men's hard work, and a woman's betrayal of hue is regarded as a lowly profession.

In addition to physical strength, the direction of life is nothing more than technology, art, academia, and politics.

Prostitutes are different from prostitutes because they not only sell their hues, but also know some techniques and even arts.

According to legend, there are prostitutes who can recite Bai Juyi's "Song of Long Hatred", and they are worth ten times. Human beings are different from birds and beasts, that is, they are cultivated the day after tomorrow.

The face is important, but it is not so conspicuous in the crowd.

This design also allows the judges and guests to pay more attention to other aspects of the candidates.

The next link is the talent show, and the fifty candidates walked to the front desk in turn, just like the eight immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers, playing and singing for a while, so lively.

Ma Rulong and Chi Fengchun stood by the railing, and Chi Fengchun was very interested, and from time to time commented on the candidates.

"Who came up with this method of painting makeup, don't you say, this woman is really graceful + graceful when she puts on a costume, as if she came out of a script. ”

Chi Fengchun praised it, and Ma Rulong laughed dumbly.

The real world is a material world, cold and boring, and the Buddha and the Tao must be thrown away from the red dust and seek liberation by themselves. Confucianism is unique to advocate benevolence and love for things, although the reality is cold, the benevolence between people can warm each other.

Confucius commented on Yan Hui and his disciples, saying, 'His heart does not violate benevolence in three months, and the rest is only in the sun and the rest of the day'. It is inherently difficult to keep a loving heart at all times. Confucius and Yan Hui still felt that it was not easy, and ordinary people were indulgent and extravagant, and did everything, not to mention it.

People are cold and numb, and it is difficult to communicate, so talented people have no choice but to place their love on art. Of course, the difference between matter and spirit is only limited to cognition, matter is not equal to reality, and spirit is not illusory, but human consciousness is limited, and it can only be glimpsed in a glimpse.

Ma Rulong is also a cultivator, with high spiritual knowledge, the candidates performed on stage, and the orchestra was melodious, although it was lively, and he knew the depth of his attainments as soon as he heard it.

Most of these candidates have worked their talents, and their performances are not clumsy, but at most they are just human voices, which are far from the sounds of the earth and nature.

Ma Rulong shook his head again and again, feeling very disappointed in his heart. He reads a lot of people, and there is no shortage of beautiful women around him, but the spiritual world is vast, and the more immersed he is in it, the more lonely his soul becomes. This is also a common problem of cultivators, cultivation is a lonely thing, the father cannot pass it on to the son, the teacher cannot teach it to the younger brother, and it is destined to be lonely for a lifetime. Confucius said, 'People don't know and don't get ashamed', 'Don't suffer from others don't know themselves', which shows that he has taken this kind of loneliness lightly.

As the saying goes, 'A man dies for his confidant, but a woman is a woman who pleases herself'. Soulmates are hard to find, this is an eternal problem. Therefore, many people are willing to kill their lives for the sake of their confidants. Because if you don't, your spirit will be hard to settle.

At this time, a tall girl walked to the front of the stage with the pipa in her arms, gave a salute, sat down on the prepared seat, her eyes flowed, plucked the strings, and played the strings.

Due to the large number of candidates, each person's performance time is limited, about no more than a cup of tea, this girl lowered her eyebrows, wiped and picked, looked very casual, Ma Rulong was stunned, his eyes showed a look of surprise, just about to close his eyes and listen carefully, the girl was already four strings like a cracked silk, closed her hands and hugged the piano and retreated.

"Who is this? Remember this woman. ”

Ma Rulong glanced at the number on the girl's waist, saw that it was thirty-six, and whispered to Chi Fengchun.

"Any questions?"

Chi Fengchun saw Ma Rulong's solemn expression, and couldn't help but get nervous.

"It's nothing. ”

Ma Rulong said with a smile: "This No. 36 pipa plays well, if I have the opportunity, I would like to hear her play again." ”

"It's easy. When the final selection is over, let's check the roster of this player. ”

Chi Fengchun breathed a sigh of relief and quipped, "Okay." If you can say that you can play well, it must be a skill, but unfortunately the time is limited, and the performance is too short, and I will accompany you when the final election is over. ”

Ma Rulong smiled and nodded, he was proficient in music, and he knew the depth of his attainments as soon as he heard it. The important thing is that he can hear that this girl's breath is like nothing, and it is clear that she is a cultivator.

Music has a powerful emotional effect, making people dance, or happy and sad. Many players are accustomed to being emotionally engaged, and subtle changes in breath are natural.

However, uncontrolled feelings are likely to hurt the internal organs, and the so-called broken liver and intestines are the cause of too much grief. A practitioner has to infect others and protect himself from emotions, which is something that only a practitioner can do.

This is also the reason why bosom friends are rare, people's hearts are separated from their stomachs, and it is sometimes difficult to get a glimpse of a person's true thoughts between words. Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi can be described as bosom friends, as soon as Yu Boya strokes the strings, Zhong Ziqi knows whether he is majestic in the mountains or in the sea.

But this also requires the two to be honest with each other, if one person is not the same, the intention is in the mountains, but the sound of the piano is magnificent, even if the bell period is wonderful, you can only know the sound of the piano, it is difficult to see its true meaning.

"Almost, it's time for us to see the results of the judges. ”

Ma Rulong greeted Chi Fengchun, Mianhe and Mei Fangxin held the Holy Daughter election to find Xiao Qiao, and they didn't care much about the situation of the runoff, and they weren't even in the mood to watch it. But such a grand event needs to have a beginning and an end, and the Ma and Chi families, as the most important supporters of Mianhe, naturally have to help him perform this play.

............

Ming Qin and Luo Yongyan watched the game by the lake, and they couldn't see as much as the pavilion with a wide view. However, the two are also not very concerned about the duel election, they are concerned about tonight's actions.

Although there is only one saintess, the final election will select the top three, and they all have the opportunity to be praised by the governor Mianhe and Mei Fangxin. was even accepted as a disciple by Mei Fangxin.

In fact, if she can stay by Mei Fangxin's side, with her relationship with Mianhe, it will not be difficult to contact Mianhe, and it will be much greater to wait for the opportunity to succeed.

But the Golden Crow Sect was desperate and had no patience to wait any longer.

"Luo Envoy Ling, how many cultivators do you think these people have?"

Although Ming Qin didn't know much about sound, he had a keen sense of spirit. The aura of a cultivator is very different from that of ordinary people, so there is a saying that the fairy wind and demonic aura are said.

'Respond with one voice, seek from one breath'. There is 'white head as new, pouring cover as before', it is to see whether the breath can attract each other. There are many different atmospheres in the world, some are like scholarly anger, chivalrous manners, and seclusion, and some bad ones are like philistine and dusty atmosphere.

No matter what a woman's appearance is, she is most taboo to have a wind and dust, and this kind of temperament is easy to make people feel obscene or stay away.

There are many immortal cultivation methods, whether it is refining the body or refining qi, there will be some characteristics, although the wise can cover it up, 'the Tao is one foot high, and the magic is one obstacle high', whether you can see through it or see who has a higher Tao.

Two of them were disciples of the Golden Crow Sect, or even more. The two are just arranged by Luo Yongyan and Jiang Fang. The rapid development and growth of the Golden Crow Sect was due to Yu Yuan's contributions, Yu Yuan's actions were very secretive, and he didn't even know the details of his own people. If there are still people among the candidates who Luo Yongyan doesn't know, it is not impossible.

The Golden Crow Sect can send its disciples to the final election, and the three sects will naturally not let go of this opportunity.

Luo Yongyan groaned: "As long as Qi'er and Si Chen can enter the top three, things will be easy to do." ”

As long as you control or kill the sleeping crane, the Rakshasa soldiers will lose their heads, and they will inevitably be in chaos, and it will be much easier for the Golden Crow Sect to storm the Governor's Palace.

While speaking, the 50 candidates have finished performing, and the next step is to announce the results from the judges and select the top three candidates.

The two hosts returned to the stage and enthusiastically announced the grand occasion of the runoff.

Of course, the guests are still unsatisfied, and the candidates have never shown their true faces, and they always feel that there is a fly in the ointment.

The host was busy asking the guests to calm down and let the candidates wash off their makeup.

After a while, the candidates washed off their makeup and changed into clothes to return to the stage. It's a very different feeling. The audience cheered and the atmosphere was extremely warm.

The host rushed to the stage and said excitedly: "Ladies and gentlemen, after a series of fierce competitions and the intense selection of the judges, the results of the selection have now come out. Our top three candidates are ......"

Everyone wanted to hear who the flowers were, and the chaotic sound gradually quieted down.

The host held the microphone, rolled his eyes, and showed a satisfied smile, "Let's announce the third place first......"

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a loud bang, and a golden light fell from the sky, slamming to the ground, and the entire stage shook a few times.

There was a tall golden-armored warrior on the stage, with long golden hair, thin lips and a straight nose, and she was actually a good-looking woman.

The golden-armored warrior smiled, revealing his snow-white teeth like braided shells, and looked at the host and said, "I heard that you are running for the Holy Maiden, I don't know if I am qualified to participate?"

"It's-"

The host shuddered when he saw the sharp eyes of the golden-armored warrior. She was extremely strong and tall, half a head taller than the host, and her heavy gold armor seemed to be a god who had just returned from the battlefield.

The golden-armored warrior snorted lightly, showing a look of doubt, reached out and grabbed the host's collar, and sneered: "I don't think you need to compare, let's go together, whoever knocks me down, I will recognize her as a saint." ”

Although cultivators are not excluded from the candidates, the election of the Holy Maiden is a literary affair after all, and what is needed is appearance and talent. Although the appearance of the golden-armored samurai is not bad, it is inevitably less feminine than the candidates.

"Where did you come from, how dare you sabotage the election of the Holy Maiden?"

Among the candidates, there were also those who were bold, pointing at the golden-armored samurai and shouting.

The Rakshasa soldiers realized that the situation was not right, and quickly rushed forward through the stone bridge.

The golden-armored warrior sneered slightly, opened his mouth, and let out a sharp roar, this sound was like a tiger roaring deep in the mountains, and the beasts were terrified, and the candidates on the stage were so close to Ben that they trembled with fright, and their faces were like earth.

The Rakshasa soldiers saw that the golden-armored warrior was very brave, and they were afraid that she would suddenly make a move and hurt the candidates on the stage. There was no order, and there was no dare to shoot indiscriminately.

"Where did this woman come from, she also wants to be a saint?"

Chi Fengchun and Ma Rulong looked at each other

"I'll take a look. ”

Ma Rulong has worshipped a famous teacher and is extraordinary. He stretched.

Seeing this, the golden-armored warrior clenched his fists at a glance, and his surging battle intent rose, and he shouted, "It's a good time." ”

As he spoke, he threw himself out, like an arrow. Ma Rulong was slightly taken aback, he just wanted to try to stabilize the golden-armored warrior first, and he had no intention of making a move with her.

The gold-armored warrior moves Shen and fiercely, like a lion fighting a rabbit, and the horse is like a dragon whose body is not settled, and he screams and punches out.

The golden-armored warrior didn't dodge or dodge, and he also bombarded out with one punch, and with a bang, Ma Rulong's entire body bounced out, knocking over several Rakshasa soldiers, and almost falling into the water.

The golden-armored warrior landed steadily back on the stage, his feet sunken in, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Ma Rulong pushed away the Rakshasa soldiers, coughed lightly, and arched his hand: "It's a deep internal force." This is the election of the Holy Maiden, and it is not allowed to be presumptuous. If you have the intention to run, why not register in advance. Now that the general election is over, if you want to run, you will have to wait until next year. ”