"Since Ting Jian is here, then I will talk about tomorrow's arrangements. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info" Xian Yin said with a pleasant face.

"The Little Monk Dabi is the tradition of my village, but this time the Little Monk Dabi is different from the past, I believe you all know in your hearts that now it seems to be a peaceful and prosperous world, but in fact there is an undercurrent surging and turbulent. ”

"With the help of this Minor Monk Competition, I will announce to the entire village that the monk assessment will be held once every ten years in advance, and it will be held on January 15, three years later!"

"I think people from several other villages should also arrive one after another today, General Tanglin Tingjian, you will be responsible for the reception, or as before, people will be received from Qinglun Mountain to ascend the immortal tower in the future!"

"The last general will take the order!" Dongling Tingjian bowed to Xian Yin with a serious face.

"Patriarch of the Northern Underworld, tomorrow you will send your family's strong men to distribute the various posts in the village, and you can't let go of all the wind and grass to ensure the smooth progress of Dabi. ”

"You can rest assured about this!" Hearing this, Bei Shenzhan nodded slightly.

"As for the matter of presiding over Dabi tomorrow, it will be handled by the Daxian scribe. Xian Yin finally looked at Yan Zhenghe.

"Lord Xianyin, please rest assured, I will definitely do my best to preside over the big competition!" Yan Zhenghe clenched his fists and spoke.

"Old Li, do you have anything else to add?" Xian Yin finished speaking, turning his head to look at Elder Li.

"Hmph, this big competition can be held with confidence, my people have already arranged it!" Elder Li snorted lightly, and his body turned into a somewhat gray mist and dissipated in place.

"That's it! Calculate the time, it should be time for Wuyin Village to arrive, General Tanglin Tingjian, you go to the village gate and wait!"

After Xianyin finished speaking, everyone disappeared in place, leaving only an empty competition hall.

Outside Xianyin Village, about a thousand zhang away, here is a jungle, out of the jungle is an open place, above the clearing there is a blue light curtain, connected in the sky, there is no end in sight.

It's just that the light curtain in this open space, one of which has a door frame of about 100 zhang, I don't know what it is made of, it seems to open a door to the light curtain.

This is a passage that will only be opened every three years in the Immortal Hidden Village, so that outsiders from the outside village can enter the Immortal Hidden Village, and during the ten-year monk assessment, because of the need for assessment, most of the formation of the entire open space will be closed!

In front of the light curtain gate, there were dozens of Tanglin guards guarding them, among which there were two men in silver armor, whose bodies had the aura of a great monk, and Tanglin Tingjian was also there, standing at the forefront of them.

Thousands of miles of blue sky, thousands of miles without clouds.

But when the sky was clear and the wind was smooth, the sky in the distance suddenly became dark, like a black cloud pressing the realm, and slowly moved in the direction of Xianyin Village.

After approaching the village of Xianyin Village, the Tanglin guards guarding the gate of the light curtain were able to see clearly, it turned out to be a huge fog, covering the sky and the sun, and when it reached the top of the clearing, it turned into a tornado that penetrated the heavens and the earth, constantly rotating in the clearing.

"Hmph, the people of the mist will make these false things!" said one of the Tanglin guards in silver armor.

"Haha, don't tell me, they're quite interesting. When Tanglin Tingjian saw it, he smiled.

Soon after, the tornado of mist dissipated, revealing three figures inside, led by a gray-robed old man, but his body was covered with a layer of mist, making his figure and face a little blurred.

Behind him were two young girls, one was a little tall and thin, wearing a gray gown, and her face was a little nervous.

The other was a white and tender little girl, her gray gauze clothes could not cover his water spirit, and she was looking at Tanglin Tingjian and them with a curious expression.

"Old Wu, your momentum is still the same!" Seeing Wu Yin coming, Tanglin Tingjian greeted him with a small face.

"Where, General Tanglin Tingjian personally responded, and I was tired. Hearing Donglin Tingjian's words, Wu Yin smiled.

"Haha, yes, please!"

After settling the fog hidden, Tanglin Tingjian had just returned to the light curtain gate when he saw that the originally blue sky in the distance was suddenly dyed green, becoming a green sky.

Seeing the green sky, a solemnity appeared on Tanglin Tingjian's face.

Suddenly, the sky was full of green light, and in a flash, it turned into a green lightsaber, which came at a rapid speed, and after a flash above the clearing, the green lightsaber disappeared and turned into five people falling from the sky.

"The Lingyin Village is here. The middle-aged man beside Tanglin Tingjian muttered.

The two people standing in front were Ling Yin and Elder Li, Ling Yin was wearing a navy blue robe, wearing an emerald green gemstone forehead guard, his face was full of stubble, his face was resolute, and his expression was not angry and arrogant.

Behind him was Ouyang Luxing, who was wearing brown clothes and had no left arm, Zhou Xiang, a young man in cloth, and the strange and expressionless blood-robed young man Xuejian.

"Everyone has come from afar, please come in quickly!" Donglin Tingjian still greeted him with a laugh.

"General Tanglin, you're welcome. Ling Yin smiled faintly, and without any extra words, he saw them walking towards the village with blood.

Tanglin Tingjian laughed again, followed Ling Yin, and led them to the resting place.

Outside the village, there is green smoke curling, as if someone is burning the residue of crops, when the green smoke slowly rises into the air to a certain height, and then gently tiles in one direction, in the setting sun, slightly yellow, very beautiful, a huge ship sails by, the smoke is dispersed and swirling.

This is an iron ship of about ten zhang, driving to the front and back of the light curtain gate of Xianyin Village, slowly descending from the air to the clearing, there are five people walking out from above, coming to the clearing, a middle-aged man, an old man, and two teenagers and a girl.

The middle-aged man is honest-looking, wearing a brocade robe embroidered with auspicious clouds, with a smile on his face, he is the Ziyin of Ziyin Village, and the old man beside him should be the elder of Ziyin Village.

Behind the invisibility, one of the teenagers and the girl had nervous looks on their faces, as if they had never seen the world, and even their faces were red.

Only the young man standing next to Zi Yin, with a calm face, wearing a brown long cloth robe, his hair tied behind him, he was very handsome, but he looked a little arrogant.

"General Tanglin Tingjian, long time no see!" Ziyin smiled and walked towards Tanglin Tingjian.

"Lord Ziyin arrived, Ting Jian was disappointed, and I must accompany the adult for a few drinks later to apologize. Tanglin Tingjian also smiled, very enthusiastic.

There are a total of three affiliated hidden villages in Xianyin Village, all of them are here at this moment, all of them are arranged in the Dengxian Tower of Qinglun Mountain, the night is slowly falling, and when the sky is bright tomorrow, it is the day when the triennial little monk Dabi of Xianyin Village opens.

The night sky is full of stars, blinking and blinking, and there is a special tranquility, because tomorrow is the little monk Dabi, and the village has issued an order that loud noises are forbidden in the village tonight.

It was a cold night, and all the Tianjiao who were eligible to participate in tomorrow's Minor Friars Contest were meditating on their knees to make sure that they would be in the best shape for the competition tomorrow.

It's just that Han Zixie, who is in the Pansi Cave in Luling Mountain, doesn't know whether he is dead or alive at the moment, since Han Zixi entered the Pansi Cave last time, it has been nearly half a month now, and he has not been seen out.

At the foot of Qinglun Mountain in Xianyin Village, there is a mansion here, which is resplendent and splendid, the atmosphere is magnificent, it is close to the mountain and the water, it covers a wide area, there are two stone statues of giant beasts in front of the gate of the mansion, the dragon head and the tiger body, the majesty and majesty, even the night sky can not cover its domineering.

The plaque at the gate of the mansion reads four words.

Northern Immortal Mansion

Behind the Northern Immortal Mansion, on the edge of the cliff of Qinglun Mountain, there stood a young man, wearing a long brown cloth robe, his hair tied behind him, and his handsome face looked a little arrogant.

He was the young man from Ziyin Village who followed Ziyin, he looked coldly at the Northern Immortal Mansion, and there was a deep hatred in his eyes, but in the depths of hatred, there was deep sadness and helplessness.

He should be the only little monk outside who is qualified to participate in the Great Competition, except for Han Zixie, and he just looked at the Northern Immortal Mansion quietly.

"What I will prove to you in the Northern Stygian Spring Ke is not to be underestimated, even if it is a dividing vein!" a firm voice came out of his mouth, and his eyes actually became at this moment

Purple!