Chapter Seventy-Six: Let's Play Together
In the main hall, after the junior disciples went out, the happy atmosphere disappeared in an instant. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ ο½ο½ο½ο½
"The surname is Ling, don't talk nonsense, let's draw a line. Cang Muzi said coldly.
"The Qingshi Town that you captured three years ago, as well as the adjacent Heishui Town and Helin Town, must be counted together. Ling Daozun proposed the color head of the competition.
Cang Daozun seemed to have a smile on his face, and sneered: "Yo, it seems that you have a lot of confidence in your disciple." β
"I'm not afraid to tell you that my disciple Qianxiao is from Qingshi Town. Haha, regret it, right?" Cang Muzi continued to stimulate Ling Daozun.
"Hey, is it just a disciple who is the last in the sect, and it deserves to be so proud of your old man?" Ling Daozun pretended to be puzzled.
"You ......" accidentally said something, Cang Muzi didn't bother to pretend anymore, and said angrily, "It's better than you, shameless old guy, he actually forced his disciple to change his name." If it weren't for Chen Yuan, the disciple you brought would have asked me to kill Lei tomorrow. β
"Humph!"
"Humph!"
Two old guys, look at each other and hate each other.
About the origin of this competition, we have to start with the past.
At that time, Yingtianzong was proud of one side, and twenty-eight families were assigned to stand side by side.
In order to avoid internal friction between the various factions, the sect master of Yingtian Sect at that time summoned twenty-eight sect leaders and delineated the scope of each faction to recruit disciples.
But the map is only a thin line, but it is a large piece of land.
And this bluestone town and some surrounding areas are exactly on the line where the twenty-seventh and twenty-eighth divisions meet on the map.
As a disputed region, the former Twenty-Seven Detachment was its sphere of influence when it was strong.
But just three years ago, there was a peerless genius in the Twenty-Eight Assignment.
Back then, Cang Muzi took this disciple to the 27th assignment to worship the mountain, and beat the 27th assignment of the juniors to the ground, so that the bigwigs in the door were disgraced, and they snatched this bluestone town from the 27th assignment.
Coincidentally, three years later, the twenty-eighth division sent out another talented disciple, and this disciple named Qianxiao was from the captured Qingshi Town!
Cang Muzi, who had tasted the sweetness, wanted more, but Ling Daozun wanted to take back the lost land to take revenge.
The two masters have full confidence in their disciples, so the two leaders who are not in harmony with each other and even more discordant in their hearts have reached a rare agreement on the color head.
However, this time it is not just one town, but the entire disputed area - seven towns, three forts, nineteen villages plus two ruined temples, all of which will be determined by the outcome of this disciple competition.
"Say, what are they doing in there?"
"What else can you do, you must be discussing the lottery of the competition. Qianxiao replied angrily.
"This is too stingy, isn't it just to give the disciples a little reward, as for letting the two heads mutter for so long?" Chen Yuan thought that the two in the hall were discussing what reward to give to the winning disciple.
"No, our head is very generous. This time, I won the first place in the sect Dabiri, and he gave me a lot of rewards. β
"Oh," Chen Yuan's eyes flickered, pretending to be curious, and he asked, "What are the rewards?"
"You see," Qianqian smiled and curled the corners of his mouth, proudly showing off, "This flying sword of mine looks ordinary, but it has a secret magic circle and hides an ice mantis technique, if it is suddenly launched against the enemy, it will definitely be able to catch the enemy by surprise." β
"Wow, that's amazing. Chen Yuan echoed and exclaimed.
"What's this," Chen Yuan praised him, and Qian Qianxiao was even happier, "The head of the house also gave me a body protection fairy robe, saying that it is difficult for the enemy to build the foundation to hurt me." β
"But," Qianxiao lowered her head slightly, a hint of fading appeared on her face, "I can't show you." β
Chen Yuan subconsciously glanced at Qianqian and pouted: Who is rare to see.
This immortal cloth, which can resist the damage of the foundation building power spell, is much rarer than the flying sword at the beginning.
Qian Qianxiao was waiting for Chen Yuan's envy and jealousy for a long time, but seeing that he was just standing there blankly and not reacting, he couldn't help but think hatefully: "This illiterate stupid ......"
Of course, Chen Yuan is not illiterate, he is constantly despising his own Ling Daozun in his heart at the moment.
Look at the head of other people's houses, he is a secret flying sword and a superb fairy clothes, but what about himself, he got a Dao Yuan Treasure Clothes with big road goods.
And this is not the crux of the problem, the key is that in the competition that will start in a while, Chen Yuan is about to face this shallow smile in the body protection fairy robe.
What a headache......
Qian Qianxiao didn't wait for Chen Yuan's response for a long time, she was a little unhappy, and after a while, she went to practice alone again.
Chen Yuan looked at Qian Qianxiao, who had fallen into a state of cultivation again, and pondered in his heart.
As soon as she left the main hall, Qian Qianxiao left Chen Yuan to sit cross-legged and vomit alone, making Chen Yuan think that she was indifferent by nature or did not understand etiquette.
But after a conversation, especially Qian Qianxiao's unintentional use of the magic weapon effect, 1510 told Chen Yuan about this behavior, so that Chen Yuan understood that this girl was more likely to be too naΓ―ve and simple.
"Senior Sister Ashalva...... Shallow junior sister," Chen Yuan called.
"Well, what's wrong," Qianxiao asked suspiciously, opening her eyes.
"Can Senior Sister Shallow tell me about participating in the big competition, Senior Brother is very curious. Chen Yuan decided to inquire more about the situation.
Recalling Dabi, Qianxiao's expression was a little unhappy: "Dabi, it's not interesting at all, they all admit defeat when they see that the opponent they draw is me, and I'm left alone on the stage to be pointed at." β
Hearing this, Chen Yuan suddenly had an idea in his heart, and he echoed: "Yes, it's the most boring thing to try, and you have to be watched by a group of people in the audience like monkeys." β
"Mmmmmm, that's it" Qianxiao nodded desperately, feeling the same way, "And it's very troublesome, just like this time, I was originally cultivating well there, but the head suddenly called me to come and told me to beat up a bastard named Chen Yuan." β
Chen Yuan looked at the shallow junior sister in front of him speechlessly, and said with a wry smile: "Senior sister, do you know what my name is?"
Qianxiao fanned her long eyelashes, and said embarrassedly: "Ah, I forgot to ask my senior brother's name, it's really rude." β
"It's not rude, actually, I'm the bastard you call me......"
The atmosphere suddenly became so awkward, and after a long time, Chen Yuan coughed dryly and broke the silence: "That, Senior Sister Qian, I have an idea." β
"Senior Brother Chen, please speak. β
"The elders of the head of the sect and the big names always let our disciples compete, just to relieve boredom and have fun. Why should we work so hard to make them happy?"
Chen Yuan then proposed: "Why don't we act in a show, when we compete later, just forget it perfunctory, just don't let them be proud." β
"Hey, you have a good idea" Qianxiao's eyes were shining, and she looked very interested in Chen Yuan's proposal, but then said distressedly, "But even if it's perfunctory, you have to distinguish the winner from the loser." β