The Glass Maiden

Chapter 25 The Hairpin Conference (6) ()

After the drums, everyone was still chanting the slogan that their martial arts must win. There was a loud noise in the hall for a while, and I couldn't stop talking.

Chu Lei slowly got up on the stage and waved his right hand slightly. With this action, the sound in the court suddenly stopped, and even a needle dropped to the ground was clearly audible.

Xuanji knew that he was going to say some more face-to-face things. No matter what, adults like to speak face-to-face things before doing anything.

She didn't like to listen to this, so she pulled Linglong to listen to more gossips.

"I heard that Lord Rong Gu of Dianjing Valley was a rich child when he was young, and married three wives and four concubines! As a result, when he was middle-aged, he suddenly wanted to cultivate immortality, so he resolutely abandoned his wife and abandoned children and came to Dianjing Valley. His three The wife and concubine chased the child, but he was so cruel that he didn't see any of them. Man... Tsk tsk~"

Linglong shook her head and tail, as if she really saw it.

Xuanji couldn't help asking: "What happened later? Did he never see them?"

Du Minxing listened to the master's remarks in one ear and their gossips in the other. When he heard this, he whispered: "Finally, he saw. Later, two of his wives and concubines were moved by him, and they were willing to stay in the eye. Gu cultivated to become immortals together. The rest... took the children home alone, and heard that he died of illness within a year."

Xuanji could not help being silent.

Linglong sneered: "Men are so selfish. Abandoning their wives and children even want to become immortals. I wonder if the dead wife will come to him when he becomes immortal!"

Du Minxing frowned: "Linglong, keep your voice down! How much do you know about the rights and wrongs of the older generation?"

Linglong was yelled by him, her eyes rounded and she wanted to attack, but thinking about the special situation now, she had to hold back her anger, pouting her mouth and not speaking.

"Big brother..." Xuanji persuaded.

Du Minxing shook his head, "Regardless of whether Lord Rong Gu's actions are improper, it is his own business. No one else is qualified to "interrupt". What's more, he has achieved something now, and he is highly respected by the masters of various factions. A character. Life is inevitably going astray. At least later he took the right path. How can we who are juniors make false statements?"

Xuanji knew that this big brother would either not speak or just talk about it. When she thought that he would discuss this issue with herself for a few hours, she got a numb scalp and interrupted quickly: "Ah...that, big brother, look! Daddy seems That's it!"

Sure enough, Chu Lei's scene was finished, and immediately after the four corners of the Kuipi drum, the master Rong Gu took out a square box and said loudly: "Start picking numbers!"

Xuanji couldn’t help but look at him more after hearing Linglong’s words just now, only to realize that his hair was silver-white, and he was wearing a brown satin gown with exquisite workmanship and fine thorns. Sure enough, his gestures are different from others. And the face is very young and handsome, worthy of the four characters Tong Yan Hefa.

But I don't know if his two wives and concubines who followed to cultivate immortals are still there?

Xuanji watched a circle on the court, and placed a circle of soft benches in the inner field, which was specially prepared for seniors such as the elder hall masters of various factions. The remaining six hall masters of the Shaoyang faction were there. These people, as the judges of each stage, have the power to survive and kill the results of the first to third games.

She hadn't seen the "woman" she imagined after watching for a long time, so she had to give up.

At the moment, everyone in the field went to the box to pick up a number. The so-called number was a piece of paper that was folded and sealed with fire lacquer. Everyone took the number and opened it, wrote down the number, and immediately went to Xuanyuan sent Zhao Zhangmen to register their name.

The sixty young disciples who participated in the competition quickly finished the numbers, followed by the elders drawing numbers, choosing which arena to be responsible for judging.

When the drawing was completed, someone immediately used a black lacquered wooden tray to carry the long-arranged test sheet and handed it up.

Dongfang Qingqi gently unfolded it, glanced quickly, and immediately reported: "Jiazi, Yichou, the two are going to the deficit ring. Bingyin, Ding Mao, the two are going to the Qingzi ring..."

In this way, the first seven candidates are selected one by one.

Seeing that Xuanji didn't know any of the people who went up, she couldn't help but lose her interest. She wanted to go back to sleep, and was afraid that the big brother would say that she was. Besides, because the martial arts competition was about to begin, there were so many people around her.

She simply leaned her back against the railing and ate the snacks Linglong brought over.

I was stuffing beef into my mouth and suddenly heard the sound of horns, presumably the competition had officially started.

Zhong Minyan said that they were so excited to watch, one moment they cheered for this, and the other regretted that. Linglong yelled at them for a while, and looked down, her sister was trying hard to eat, without raising her head, she couldn't help being angry and funny, pinching her face and saying, "Let's take a look anyway! There is ours inside. Brother!"

"Oh, which one is it?" Xuanji ate her mouth full of red oil, cheeks bulging, and looked back curiously.

Zhong Minyan knocked **** her head, and said, "You are really a pig. You know how to eat, sleep, and sleep! Look at the ocher ring! Brother Duanping is on it!"

It turned out to be a senior, so far away, how could she know her. She is not familiar with all of the Min characters!

Xuanji looked bored and looked at it lazily.

Although the costumes of the participating disciples of the Shaoyang School are not uniform, the sleeves and necklines are embroidered with Shaoyang's unique Fengluan pattern. The tall man with a pocky face is Brother Duanping, his weapon is two short swords.

The dagger is the weapon that Senior Uncle Huanyang of Xuyangtang is good at. Senior Brother Duanping should be the proud disciple of Senior Uncle Huanyang. The two daggers are really handy to use, one up, one down, another like an underwater dragon with a hidden edge, and another like a jade phoenix that raises its wings.

The young man in black who was competing with him almost couldn't stand it, and kept retreating to the edge of the ring. If it weren't for the ropes around the ring, he would have fallen.

"Win!" Zhong Minyan was sweating with excitement, as if the person going up was himself.

Xuanji was looking bored, covering her mouth and yawning quietly. Suddenly, she saw that the black-clothed man raised his wrist, and a long and black thing popped out of his sleeve, brushing across the ground, bringing up a piece of dust.

Oh, he uses a whip! Xuanji came a little bit of fun, and saw that the man was "forced" into the corner. Suddenly he twisted his waist and drilled a gap from a very strange angle. The whip in his hand seemed to have eyes. Brother Duanping.

Everyone exclaimed in unison, flat but not hurriedly, the short swords in their hands suddenly formed a cross, one clip, one area, and with a whistle, the whip was cut into two!

This move can be described as clean and neat, and the elder Huanyang who watched the battle couldn't help nodding his head, proud.

"Which school is the one who uses the whip?" Xuanji asked Linglong in a low voice.

"He is the disciple of Dotting Valley Jiang Dao, named Wutong. Because his surname is Wu, he has to use black "color" for everything, and he is considered a small famous person." Du Minxing told her kindly, "Unfortunately he The whip, I met a nemesis with a short sword, and I'm afraid this will be a miserable defeat."

Xuanji only felt that this person named Wutong, although he seemed to stumble, would fall down immediately, but he couldn't.

The way he avoided it was very strange, like a slippery loach, he couldn't catch him anyway.

Seeing that the dagger in Duanping's hand was about to pierce his throat again, he suddenly raised his neck and turned it back abruptly. Once he stood firmly, he suddenly took out several pieces of pitch-black paper from his sleeve.

"What is that?" Linglong asked loudly.

Du Minxing frowned suddenly, that... seems to be...?

"It's a charm!" Zhong Minyan yelled, "He can even use charms?!"

That is a sophisticated immortal technique that young cultivators rarely use, because once a spell is pronounced wrong, the spell often hurts itself. Moreover, the power of the spell is not easy to master, and once it loses control, the consequences are unimaginable.

When everyone saw Wutong taking out the charms, he suddenly threw them into the air. The pieces of paper seemed to be alive, neatly arranged on the four corners. He said the mantra, and saw that the charms rose higher and higher, almost in an instant. In the meantime, the originally clear sky dimmed, and dark clouds rushed from all directions, and the situation was very strange.

When Linglong saw someone using a charm for the first time, she couldn't help but feel a little frightened. She shrank her body slightly behind Zhong Minyan, only "showing" a pair of eyes to peek.

"Five Thunder**! It's Five Thunder**! Get out of it!"

Someone recognized this spell and immediately screamed. Xuanji and the others are still ignorant and ignorant, but someone who knows a lot has already huddled together and ran out desperately.

Wu Lei ** is to summon the thunder gods from all quarters and blast the thunders in the sky. It is a very powerful and profound method of exorcising demons. No one would have thought that anyone would use it at the Hairpin Conference. In previous conferences, some people used spells, but they were only small ones. Once the Five Thunders succeeded, they would inevitably harm the surrounding area. The feeling of being struck by lightning is absolutely uncomfortable!

Xuanji watched that many people were squeezing out, and was about to ask each other, but suddenly Du Minxing grabbed her arm. He held her with one hand and Zhong Minyan with the other, and said anxiously: "Get out of here! Danger!"

Xuanji was pulled by him, and only ran for two steps. He only heard the elder Huanyang screaming in the audience. He still didn't understand what was happening. Following him, suddenly thousands of white light smashed down in front of him, extremely dazzling.

She instinctively covered her eyes, and heard piercings in her ears, a few loud rumblings, and the ground began to vibrate violently. She staggered, almost falling, and suddenly heard her mother's screams in her ears, and her father's anxious shouts were really messed up.

I was about to raise my eyes to see what was happening. Suddenly I felt a shock on the top of my head. It seemed that it was hit by something. It didn't hurt or itchy, but it was a little numb. She couldn't help but "touch" with her hands, only feeling the head The last bead flower broke apart and landed on her palm. It had become scorched and twisted, and blue smoke appeared.

What's going on here? She put down her hand and looked around blankly.

But I don't know when there are countless black holes on the ground, like her poor beads, with blue smoke.

Many people were lying on the ground with their heads in their arms, Linglong and they were also lying on the ground. She was the only one standing, holding the pearl flower that was scorched by thunder, at a loss.