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When Zhu Ci returned to the main hall, he saw that five new chairs had been set up behind the two chairs. They were prepared for the headmaster and the elders of the various mountains.

The Sect Leader, Yang Yu, summoned the true love of the senior disciples and stepped onto the stage. He cleared his throat and then said in a clear voice, "In this competition, other than some disciples that are not qualified to participate, there are only a few more. Therefore, there were some changes in the drawing of lots. Using the drawing of lots to decide whether one would be able to reach the top 4 was an empty number. "Everyone, please take a look." As he said this, he pointed to the empty space on the left of the three deities' statues, and everyone looked there, and they saw three large red wooden boxes, all square in size. The only difference was that on the front, there were words: 'true', 'macros', and 'foolish'.

"Among the three mahogany boxes, each has a total of sixteen wax pills, and each of them contains a slip of paper with numbers ranging from one to sixteen written on it. After the drawing of lots is completed, the numbers will be taken as the basis for the competition, with number one against number sixteen, number two against number fifteen, number three against number fourteen …" This kind of analogy was followed by the second round, using the winners of numbers one and sixteen against the winners of number two and fifteen, all the way until the final battle. Do you all understand? " The disciples discussed noisily and ignored the noise. They used their inner Qi to cover the noise and said, "Inside the box are thirteen wax pills. Number one against number twelve, number two against number eleven!"

The Dao Sect disciples standing below the martial stage were silent for a moment before a woman spoke to the Sect Leader, Yang Yu, "May I ask Sect Leader, why are there only thirteen wax pills, despite the fact that there are sixteen people participating in the competition?"

Yang Yu seemed to have been prepared for this question, he coughed dryly and said: "The rules for this competition were that four people from our Dao Path Sect and three mountain factions would come out, but, cough cough cough!" Because there are some disciples of the same generation from the same sect who are not worthy of the word 'foolish', they only sent out one disciple to compete with each other. That's why it is impossible to compete against them.

For a moment, everyone's gaze fell onto the stone-cold face of the top storekeeper of the Great Rock Peak. A flash of anger passed through the storekeeper's face, but he remained seated in one of the five seats, not moving at all. The disciples below burst into an uproar as they discussed amongst themselves. Originally, this morning, the disciples of the Great Rock Mountain had all gone up the mountain to break the engagement.

Among the thirteen wax pills of the older generation, as long as a disciple draws a slip of paper with a free number, he will be extremely lucky. Because the twelve disciples have caught three disciples in the competition, so the one who draws the hollow sign can directly enter the top four, and then have a competition. This is different from the one in the last year.

After he said this, the disciples from various sects burst into an uproar. However, because the martial arts skills of the older generation were not as valued as the others', and because they were from a large underworld sect with strict tutoring, no one objected.

The Sect Leader, Yang Yu, stood up and looked around. Yang Yu nodded, and said: "Since that's the case, everyone can go draw your lots!"

In the main hall, everyone's eyes landed on the red wooden chest with the word 'true'. First, three true disciples walked out of the long door, and then the true disciples walked to the side of the chest, each of them taking out a wax pill.

Zhen Xian greeted all of the junior brothers and also walked out. Zhu Ci looked at their backs as they walked onto the stage.

He turned his gaze towards the seven people sitting upright, wanting to see their martial arts level. At this moment, he saw the female chief elder and couldn't help but give her a few glances. Her appearance was about forty years old, about the same size as Grand Preceptor's wife, Zhong Yi. Although she was a woman, she had a square, strong face and only a slender, moist nose could make out that she was a woman. She was dressed in a green and white daoist robe, and although she was old, her figure was beautiful. It could be seen that when she was young, she was also a beautiful woman. "Behind her, there was no spouse, but instead a female disciple, about a dozen or so, dressed in snow-white clothes, with a nose as sharp as a beautiful rock, and a beautiful and charming appearance, carrying a long sword behind her back. The sword sheath's hilt was a deep purple, its color was bright, and there was a faint trace of purple, so one could tell that it was a masterpiece (Violet Myrtle Flexible Sword, a lone sword that had been abandoned to defeat, had been thrown down a cliff to be retrieved by a disciple who was interested in listening to the story of the ancestor).

The twelve-year-old girl in white clothes seemed to have sensed his gaze, and she suddenly looked over. Her gaze was like lightning, and she stared coldly at Zhu Ci. Zhu Ci's heart shook as if struck by lightning. His eyes seemed as if they had been stung.

But he was not frightened. He had only seen her profile, and now he saw the front of her face. She was wearing a full body, and her snow-white clothes were sticking to it, curving and curving. His lower body was like a pillar of the sky, but when he saw the girl's snow-like beauty, her young age and proud chest, although in terms of beauty she was not as beautiful as his brother Song Shaojie's, her beauty was comparable to that of Song Shaojie, but her three statuses had developed into the first-rate realm. He thought to himself: I'm going to die, I'm going to die! Where did this proud, beautiful, and first-rate beauty come from? If this beauty was my wife, how great would it be to push her down to the ground like a torrential storm!

The girl in snow-white clothes had an expressionless face, but a hint of contempt could be seen in her eyes. However, in that moment, he saw the foolish disciple who had come to apologize to him, his eyes were in a daze. He firmly stared at his own body from head to toe, and from the chest to the soles of his feet, he looked like he was going to throw himself down, scaring her so much that she quickly lowered her head. Even if it was a normal man, he shouldn't be so rude, not to mention that he was a useless disciple, whose seniority was even younger than her. The girl in snow-white clothes blushed. Even though her face was full of anger, she looked back again. However, she was afraid that his beast-like eyes would be in the midst of that girl's awkwardness.

Without realizing it, Judith thought: Why did she turn her head? She blushed a little. Could it be that she was interested in me? Suddenly, someone from the side reached out and pushed him. It was Si Chi Shi's voice, he heard her say, "Little Jing, what are you daydreaming about? Why are you drooling? Hurry up, go draw the lot with your dementors."

Zhu Ci unwillingly looked back and swallowed his saliva. His face was just right, and he hurriedly said, "Yes, yes." As he said that, he turned around and walked towards the mahogany box with the character "Infatuation" written on it. At this time, the only ones left in the hall were Zhu Ci, who had not drawn a lot, and Zhu Chi, who was from both the Great Rock Peak and Clear Wind Peak. He took out a wax pill and walked back down from the stage. Afterwards, as everyone checked what number he had drawn, Zhu Ci's piggy eyes were still fixed on the girl in snow-white clothes. It was unknown when a foolish disciple had walked over and whispered, "Boss, Shixiong Chi wanted me to pass it on to you!" He then bent down and respectfully switched the wax balls in his hand.

It was only when he was changing the wax balls that he regained his senses, but it was only for a moment, and his eyes were once again focused on the girl with the voluptuous figure.

At this moment, all of the disciples in the great hall were looking at the wax pills, not realizing that someone had exchanged the wax pills. At this moment, all of the disciples in the great hall, all of the disciples were looking at the wax pills, not realizing that someone had exchanged the wax pills.

As if responding to the emotions of their teachers, the disciples of the various sects all spoke out:

"Ah, I am sixteen." A senior disciple said.

"I'm Thirteen. Eh, how much are you?" Truekeep said to all of his junior apprentice-brothers.

"Oh, I'm eight. I wonder who my opponent is, I calculate …" True Blazing Path …

He only looked at the disciples talking for a long time, but no one said that he had drawn a paper with an empty number.

The True Love Daoist creased his brow and coughed twice before saying in a clear voice, "Who drew the blank lot?" There was no response.

Seeing this, Yang Yu could not help but shake his head, he knew that his cultivation was not high enough, and helped him repeat the words. His inner strength was deep, and his voice was loud and clear.

After a long while, a small voice from within the crowd suddenly spoke with a hint of surprise and caution. It was as if even he himself did not believe this voice, "Reporting to Sect Master, I have … he is here."

Everyone looked at it and was surprised to see Zhu Ci standing in the middle of the crowd with a note in her hand. She was frozen in place, but her gaze was directed at the shop owner as she spoke timidly, a little worried that she would find out if she changed the note.

In a split-second, everyone's eyes fell on this famous disciple of the Great Rock Peak. Shopkeeper Shi and Zhong Yi, who was standing behind him, looked at each other. Zhong Yi faintly smiled and nodded.

The people of the Great Rock Mountain all had a smile plastered on their faces. They all gathered around, and with a heavy pat on Zhu Ci's shoulder, he said with a smile, "Brat, I didn't expect you to be so lucky!"

Zhu Ci pretended to be lucky, scratching his head and chuckling twice. Seeing that they did not discover the oddity of the situation, he began to put down his worries. He thought to himself, That's right, whoever draws the hollow horn will be swapped with someone else.

To the side, the teacher suddenly nodded his head and said, "Idiot, if you draw this lot, you will be ranked fourth. That's pretty steady. This idiot, hehe, he actually broke out into the dark this year!"

"Cool off to the side," said Sig Shishi to her brother, turning to Zhu Ci. "Little Jing, it's no use for you to enter the top four anyway. You're not in third place! That must be true skill! "

He did not expect her to look down on him that much. Looking at the people around him, he said in a low voice, "Junior granduncle, do you believe that I can win the first place?"

Listening to him brag, Si Liu Shi burst out into laughter. Her cheeks turned slightly red, and she stretched out a finger and lightly flicked Zhu Ci's forehead, saying, "Little fool, I want to see if you can get first place, but you're only at the bottom."

After she finished speaking, all the disciples turned their heads and looked at each other before laughing as well.

At this time, on the other side of the stage, Zhen Yi frowned and said loudly: "Alright, since the drawing of the lots has been completed, all fellow disciples come over to my place and report their names. Later on, you will post it on the Red List. I now invite Sect Master to speak. "

The originally noisy disciples quietened down when they heard Sect Leader Yang Yu was about to come out to speak. Yang Yu stood up from his seat, slowly walked to the platform that was built, and swept his gaze across the disciples, then said: "Everyone, you are all the elites of our younger generation, and have been selected by thousands of people from all over the mountain, your talent and talent are all outstanding. In the future, the positions of the leading Elders of the various branches of the Dao Meridians will most likely be filled by the best of you. "

The crowd of disciples was stirred up, and many of them revealed an expression of yearning and excitement.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Yang Yu had to act like this in order to motivate them to move forward. He showed a kind smile and said, "Of course, if you want to reach this step, you'll have to work harder to reach the position of chief elder."

All the disciples replied in unison, "We greet the Sect Master."

Yang Yu covered his beard with his hand, nodded with satisfaction, and said with a serious face, "Our Danxia Sect, from the ancestors of the Yang family, has always been a defender of evil, serving the people, hiding in the martial world after killing the Mongolian Great Khan. However, the world is in chaos these days. The Northern Golden City is in chaos, and the army is in the midst of entering the city to assault my man. Now, the martial arts world has the remnants of the Devil Dao, the Sun Moon Demon Cult, they are treacherous and vicious, their hearts do not die, and they seem to be ready to make a move these past few years. It is a pity that the old monks of the Heavenly Sect could not see through this change and decided to use the death rules set by our ancestors to restrain us. Therefore, all of you must focus on your cultivation and remain steadfast in your determination, as long as we are strong and stand on our own, we will not be able to come out of this world for long! "

The disciples shouted, "We will follow Sect Master's teachings and break out of the martial world through death's door!"

Yang Yu smiled and said: "Alright, alright." "Also, let me announce to everyone: In order to encourage the disciples to study more and to motivate them to cultivate martial arts, I discussed with the Elders a little bit and decided to start from this year's Three Branch Gathering. After each of the Martial Competition, we will give the last true disciples a small reward."

Ah!" The disciples from various sects were in an uproar again.

Yang Yu looked at these hot-blooded disciples, and said with a smile: "This time, the prize is a Golden Snake Gallbladder Pellet."

"Golden Snake Gallbladder Pellet, what the hell is this?" Some of the later disciples who had come up to learn the kung fu competition were stunned for a moment. They had heard about it from the renegade nunnery this morning, and could not help but ask the older ones around them.

At this time, Zhu Ci, who was also a bit older than him, also asked the three elders, only to find that Hong Shang, Hong Qing, Hong Yuan, and the others were also at a loss. As for the young disciples of the surrounding mountains, they didn't seem to be very clear on what was going on, but for the true disciples who had been at the entrance for a long time, such as Zhen Xian and other true disciples above the age of thirty, when they heard that they had this treasured pellet, their expressions changed, revealing a rare look of excitement and yearning.

At this time, Si Qin Shi noticed the strong desire to learn on Chi Jing, Hong Qing, and the others' faces. She walked over and said, "Junior Martial Brothers and Sisters, do you want to know what this' Golden Snake Bile Pill 'is?"

Hong Shang, Hong Qing, Hong Yuan, and Zhu Ci all shook their heads, nodding their heads to express their admiration for Si Xin Shi's knowledge.

Si Qin Shi said in a low voice, "The 'Golden Snake Bile Pill' is one of the most precious treasures passed down by our Yang Family ancestors. I don't know how exactly to cultivate it, but I've heard my father say before that it is one of the treasures of our sect. After consuming it, one's inner strength would grow tremendously. The wonder of it was that just one pellet could be equivalent to ten years of bitter training for others! "Tell me how amazing it is. As long as you can take over a hundred pills, you will be invincible in the martial arts world."

All the children opened their mouths wide, and Hong Shang said in shock, "Then wouldn't he be invincible if he ate a thousand? He would become a flying immortal!"

When Zhen Xian heard them speak in private, he shrugged his shoulders and patted Si Qin Shi's head, saying, "Don't listen to little junior-apprentice sister talk nonsense. One pill is equivalent to ten years of hard work! However, it depends on the person who takes it. I have heard Master say, some people's consumption of Inner Qi increases obviously at the beginning, but in the end, it will not increase anymore, and for some people, even if they take thousands of pellets, it will have no effect, just like … " He glanced at Chu. He didn't say the name, but everyone understood.

The rarely spoken Si Qin Yin looked at the Sect Master and said in a low voice, "Eldest senior brother, it seems that the Sect Leader and Father have put in a lot of effort this time!"

Everyone had a strange expression on their faces. Most of them seemed to be quietly swallowing their saliva. It seemed that with the treasure in front of them, even the indifferent people couldn't help but be moved.

After a while, he said: "Alright, that's basically it. After preparing, we will begin the competition on each stage, and proceed to the first round, and the second round will begin tomorrow."

All the disciples saluted in unison and said in unison, "Honored Sect Master's order."

Yang Yu nodded, and said: "Let's begin!"