After a while, Yang Wentian sat down again, replaced by Gao Risheng, the peak master of Meifeng and the punishment elder of the Chaos Heavenly Gate, and stood up, only to see him walk to the middle of the rostrum, stretch out his hands and press down, signaling the audience to be quiet. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When the voice in the square became lower, he spoke: "Today's conference, according to the previous regulations, the disciples of the three sects will each choose sixty and draw lots to compete. However, after the discussion of the heads of my three factions, I felt that the right way in the world was really one family, and the cultivation of disciples did not distinguish between each other. Therefore, it was specially decided that from now on, the number of disciples of our three sects participating in the conference will be increased to 100, and in addition, ten families will be selected by drawing lots from among those who are willing to join from other sects, and each sect will be sent out of ten people, for a total of 400 people will participate in the conference, and then the number will be drawn by lot, and so on on on the number one against the four hundred, the second number against the three hundred and ninety-nine. After the winner of the first game is selected, the draw will be re-drawn, and it will still be the first relative last game until the top four are produced. ”

As he spoke, he didn't know what kind of exercise he used, and golden words gradually flashed in mid-air, which was the rule that had just been promulgated, and he was wrinkled and shining in the air.

As soon as Gao Risheng announced the new rules on the stage, the square exploded like an oil pan, and there were many discussions. There are those who regret not cultivating well, and there are also those who are strong and are expected to participate in the competition. If you can get a certain ranking in this conference, it will be of great benefit to your future practice and walking, so I wonder who doesn't want to participate.

After a flip of action, each faction has selected the strongest person in their own door to participate in the draw. Among the peaks of the Chaos Heaven Gate, there were originally twenty people from each peak, and they could make up enough numbers, but there were fewer disciples of the main peak Chaos Heaven Peak, and some disciples went out to perform tasks and did not return, so they could only get ten people, and the other five people were served by the disciples selected by the Meditation Pavilion, as for the extra five people, because there were many disciples of Mei Feng, everyone almost fought for the quota, so Mei Feng led it.

As for how the quota of each peak is selected, of course, there is a competition among them, and this matter is not the point, so it will not be mentioned.

The people who won the lottery in Taichung made bursts of questions from time to time after drawing the lottery, such as "I won the 57th lottery, which number I have to calculate." ”

Or "My opponent is No. 70, I don't know who drew it, don't be the Taoist aunt who is clear and void, I'm most afraid of seeing Daogu, and I will lose half of it before I fight." ”

There are also "Heavenly Spirits and Earth Spirits, don't draw the people of the Heavenly Gate, their protective gear alone will be blasted by me." ”

It shows the nervousness of the participants.

In the drawing, I saw a few white-clothed figures on the stage from a distance, and suddenly there was an uproar around the rostrum, and then the sound spread throughout the square, something must have happened on the stage, Luo Xiaosang was in the distance, he couldn't see clearly, and he was about to raise his eyes to see what was going on.

Suddenly, there was a "bang" pain in the left side of the head, as if he had been hit by a hard object, and when he turned his head, he saw a small stone falling down the branch, so Luo Xiaosang looked up to see which senior brother was joking with him, who knew that when he looked up, his eyes could no longer be moved.

I saw a person sitting on the branch of the tree one zhang away from the left head, this person was dressed in a light blue velvet robe, his black hair was hidden in the middle of the oblique boy's hat, his feet were swinging under the branches, his left hand was grasping a green leaf, and his right hand was playing with a small pebble.

But those bright eyes, the reflection is the young man in Tsing Yi who only knows how to be stupid not far away, but the joy in his eyes is thick, like the ripples of the bent spring water, and the circle swings into the heart lake.

Of course, this person is the blue-clothed young man who saved Luo Xiaosang in the mountains and forests outside Panjia Village a few years ago, but for some reason he is here.

The young man in blue is his life-saving benefactor, he was inexplicably angry with him, and he didn't even say thank you, which is the only regret in Luo Xiaosang's heart for many years, and now he can see it here, Luo Xiaosang was happy in his heart, and was about to stand up and summon the other party.

Unexpectedly, the branch under him sat for a long time, and he couldn't bear the force, so he stood up and was disconnected, Luo Xiaosang exclaimed, and fell from the tree with a "bang".

Fortunately, the tree is not very tall, and Luo Xiaosang has been chopping firewood and climbing the mountain for many years, and his skin is thick and thick, so it is not a big problem, but it just caused laughter around him.

Although there was no injury, the pain was naturally inevitable, and Luo Xiaosang was about to stand up with the hot pain in his buttocks, when he saw a pair of extra feet in front of him, and then heard a voice: "It's really a fool." ”

The person who spoke was naturally the blue-clothed young man, Luo Xiaosang stood up while holding his buttocks and grinning, and said, "Why are you?

The young man in blue said, "Why isn't it me? Why can't I be here?

It seems that every time he talks to the young man in blue, Luo Xiaosang becomes speechless. Luo Xiaosang was stunned and said: "This is the gathering place of the righteous way in the world, you ......"

The blue-clothed young man smiled and said lightly, "Oh, in this case, do you care about me, or do you want to denounce me to those righteous masters?"

Luo Xiaosang didn't expect the young man in blue to ask such a question, and hurriedly said: "No, no, I'm just, I'm just, I haven't had time to say thank you yet." ”

The young man in blue said, "Thank me, thank me for what?"

"Thank you for saving me in the forest last time. Luo Xiaosang replied.

"Oh, how are you going to thank me?" the blue-clothed young man asked with a smile on his face, stepping forward.

"This, this," Luo Xiaosang "this" for a long time, obviously he didn't expect the young man in blue to ask like this, and suddenly remembered Yi Xingyun and Yi Xuan, two foodies, and finally said: "I can only cook, or I'll cook a few dishes for you to taste." ”

"Well, I'll think about it. The young man in blue rolled his eyes twice, smiled, turned around and left.

"Hey, where are you going? This is my Heavenly Gate, you ......" Luo Xiaosang saw that the young man in blue was leaving, remembered his identity, and said hurriedly.

"I'm not yelling for hey. The young man in blue paused, but his body did not turn.

"Then I, how can I call you?" asked Luo Xiaosan.

The young man in blue didn't answer, but when the figure was about to disappear into the forest, Luo Xiaosang heard a dream-like whisper floating in the distance.

"Blue Feather".

Looking at the direction in which Lan Ling'er disappeared, Luo Xiaosang's heart was like a wave. I vaguely felt that his identity was special, and he must have belonged to the treacherous demon generation that the master used to say, but after getting along, he felt that this was not the case, and two thoughts stirred in his heart for a while.

The young man didn't know what it was like to be sad, but he said that he was old. Luo Xiaosang was not deeply involved in the world, in addition to a few senior brothers in the kitchen when he was a child, only Yi Xingyun and his two siblings had the most contact.

Luo Xiaosang was in trouble, and suddenly heard someone shouting to him, and turned his head to look, but it was Yi Xingyun running from the right path.

Before anyone arrived, the fist arrived first, and Yi Xingyun said: "Stinky boy, where did you go, let me find it." If it weren't for the white feather, it would be difficult to find you. ”

Luo Xiaosang looked at the white feather flying above him, and thought that this was a good way to find himself, but let Xingyun know.

So he smiled at Yi Xingyun and said, "Didn't I come to see the fun? What number did you draw? Do you know who tomorrow's opponent is?"

Yi Xingyun wiped his nose, smiled, and said, "It's not bad, it should be fine." But who are you, who have seen you talking to people here from afar?"

Luo Xiaosang was stunned, he didn't expect Yi Xingyun to see it, and he was hesitating whether to tell Yi Xingyun, but Yi Xingyun obviously just asked casually, and pulled Luo Xiaosang and said hurriedly: "Come with me." ”

"Where are you going?" Luo Xiaosang said strangely when he saw that Yi Xingyun was so anxious.

Yi Xingyun pulled Luo Xiaosang and replied as he ran, "Go see my father." ”

Father Yi Xingyun, isn't it Yi Jingming, the master of Zhufeng Peak, who had seen it in the main hall when he came back from Panjia Village, but at that time, Luo Xiaosang was sad about his master's whereabouts and did not see it clearly. said that he had seen it, but in fact, it could only be regarded as Yi Jingming having seen Luo Xiaosang.