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Latest website: At noon, Ling Yunpo went to the Baiyujing Secret Realm entrance to draw lots with Senior Sister An.

He originally thought that it was like queuing up for nucleic acids. He took turns to go to the lottery box to get the lottery tickets, but when he arrived, he found that there were so many people.

Fortunately, the three sects of the Orthodox Church were not stupid enough to set up a lottery like this. I saw that when the three quarters of noon arrived, ten thousand rays of light burst out from below, shooting in all directions.

A stream of light shot towards Ling Yunpo's side, and was caught by his quick-witted hands.

Upon closer inspection, it was a small jade sword with "Three One Seven" engraved on it.

In other words, the opponent is a monk who has obtained the "Three One Eight", Ling Yunpo thought to himself.

Turning to look at Senior Sister An's signed sword, it was "110", a very auspicious number.

At this time, the big competition had begun, and the stone gate at the entrance of the Baiyujing Secret Realm burst open. Several high-level monks were near the entrance, charging the Shimen with some kind of thunder magic weapon, maintaining the continuous opening of the secret realm.

Many monks entered the secret realm of Baiyujing in groups. Considering that the secret realm can accommodate up to a thousand battles per day, most of these monks should not go to the game, but to watch the battle. .

"Let's go in too?" Ling Yunpo sent an invitation.

"Okay." An Zhisu smiled softly.

The two followed the crowd, and as soon as they entered the secret realm of Baiyujing, they immediately heard a huge wave of cheers coming from the front.

"As expected of Chief Qiu!"

"That sword is simply wonderful!"

"Chief Qiu is invincible!"

An Zhisu frowned upon hearing this, and Ling Yunpo's expression changed. It was only the first match, so why did he blow me up!

I saw near the pavilion in the distance, the crowd slowly separated to both sides, a Kunlun disciple with a red face stepped out of the pavilion gate, and kept clasping his fists to the left and right crowds and said:

"It's not the first time, I'm fortunate enough to play against Chief Qiu and learn from his wonderful tricks. I really lost, I'm ashamed!"

He said that he was ashamed, but from the look on his face it was obvious that he was in the limelight, as if he was the one who won.

Looking at the Kunlun disciples in the crowd, everyone showed envy on their faces, as if it was an honor to fight with Chief Qiu, it was outrageous.

"Senior Brother Yin, tell us about the mystery of Chief Qiu's sword just now." Soon a dozen or so Kunlun disciples rushed out, pulling the brother Yin, who was defeated by Qiu Changtian, to the side. Go, so the crowd of onlookers slowly dispersed.

"Pretend." An Zhisu said with disgust, but thought in his heart: Are all these Kunlun disciples heartless?

Even though Master had won consecutive battles in Shushan back then, he did not gain such high prestige. On the contrary, everyone was unconvinced and slandered him and slandered him behind his back... How come Qiu Changtian took the same path, but was able to gain The admiration and admiration of so many fellow students?

Ling Yunpo guessed what she was thinking, and secretly couldn't help laughing: "My Qiu Changtian and your father, Su Jian, did not follow the same path at all, okay?"

Su Jian became famous in various challenges in Shushan after his brother Daoye Zhenren disappeared. Immortal Changmei was worried about Daoye Zhenren's whereabouts, and had no energy to manage him at all.

In addition, Su Jian didn't know how to socialize at all. If he caught his opponent, he would be beaten, and he wouldn't say anything at all, and he would break people's flying swords at every turn. No matter how strong the strength is, who would dare to get close to it rashly?

Qiu Changtian was different. The earliest reputation was established in the circle of outer sect disciples. With the title of "Jiangonghaoyi, Chief Qiu", the first impression it gave was positive.

Not to mention that he is a person with a clear mind and has a bright future. Everyone wants to make friends with him in advance. He also politely responds to each one, making people feel like a spring breeze, and they don't feel alienated at all.

In addition, with Headmaster Ziwei backing his endorsement, even if he was jealous in his heart, he could only pretend to be friendly on the face. After going back and forth, didn't the collective atmosphere of "everyone love autumn and long sky" naturally formed?

The so-called collective atmosphere is the evaluation of a person by the collective consciousness, which is contagious.

Su Jian killed in the sword and made an enemy. The existence of the enemy made Su Jian's reputation in Shushan worse, so more enemies came to compare the sword, and the reputation became worse and worse.

Qiu Changtian brought out disciples to practice and made friends, and friends helped Qiu Changtian to brag in the Kunlun circle, so more friends came to make friends, and his reputation became better and better.

understand? Sister An, you can have some snacks!

Naturally, An Zhisu didn't know what Junior Brother Ling was thinking. He just felt that even if he didn't talk about Master, even his own junior brother was a thousand times better than that Qiu Da Sao Bao, but no one appreciated him. If you want to let yourself meet him, you must teach him to look good.

Although the younger brother has explained that he can't easily cut people's life swords, but Qiu Changtian is a Kunlun cultivator and does not know how to cultivate the sword of life. !

Ling Yunpo didn't know what Senior Sister An was thinking, only that Qiu Changtian's lottery must be very high, maybe it was Headmaster Ziwei cheating, and he wanted to let Chief Kunlun win!

The two were wandering in the secret realm of Baiyujing, thinking about each other, and suddenly saw the sign sword in An Zhisu's hand lit up, and he let go and flew into the distance.

"Senior sister, it's your turn!" Ling Yunpo quickly reminded.

"Okay!" An Zhisu was angry, when he heard the words, he immediately summoned the Flying Smoke Sword, turning it into a red streamer, and couldn't wait to chase after the signing sword.

Ling Yunpo quickly followed, and Yujian followed the small sign and flew directly to the ninth pavilion in Baiyujing, only to see that the signed sword did not enter the plaque on the pavilion, and then disappeared.

The pavilions near the ninth pavilion, as well as the promenade next to it, and the sky are full of monks. At this time, seeing An Zhisu Yujian coming here, the Shushan disciples in the crowd recognized the appearance of Mower Sword Immortal. , All of a sudden, they were shocked, and they changed their colors.

You must know that the grass-cutting sword fairy of Shushan usually always treats our Shushan colleagues as grass.

This time the Bai Yujing Grand Competition, finally going out to bully the other two factions, let them know that Shushan Jianxian is powerful!

An Zhisu and Ling Yunpo stepped into the ninth pavilion, and many monks immediately followed, rushing in to watch the first battle of the grass-cutting sword fairy.

Most of them are disciples of Shushan Mountain, and their faces are full of excitement.

Of course, there are also some Kunlun and Penglai disciples. Although they don't know the name of the grass-cutting sword fairy, they can't help but feel a little curious when they see the people in Shushan.

Ling Yunpo passed through the entrance of the gatehouse, and saw that the inside of the pavilion was still the same as the last time he came in. It was countless times wider than it looked from the outside. Obviously, some kind of space secret method was used to widen it.

In the center is a wide and unobstructed fighting field~www.wuxiamtl.com~ There are stairs leading to the second and third floors... Each floor is a long and narrow corridor about ten feet wide, which circles around the periphery. , the middle is hollowed out and surrounded by railings, so that spectators can stand on the upper floors and watch the battle below.

Senior Sister An's opponent has arrived ahead of schedule, and is standing in the center of the field at this time. It is a Kunlun cultivator... Huh?

This person Ling Yunpo still knows, is actually the direct disciple of Kunlun's master Xuanzhen, brother Fa Yuanzhi. batch of disciples.

An Zhisu also stepped into the arena, and the rest of the people followed the stairs at the edge of the pavilion and went up to the high-level viewing corridor to make room on the first floor for the two competing cultivators.

I only heard an ethereal female voice from the building:

"The flag hunts the sky and the wind, summons the true energy of the five directions; the sword crosses the Beidou, and the demon atmosphere of a thousand miles is purified. The testers, are you starting to compete?"

"Come on!" An Zhisu just pulled out the Flying Smoke Sword, only to hear Fa Yuanzhi suddenly raise his hand, "Hold on!"