Chapter 149 Award

In the face of Xiao Biechen's question, Shangguan Wuyong naturally would not answer. He was not stupid enough to expose his conspiracy in front of everyone, so he just snorted coldly, turned his head aside, and stopped paying attention to Xiao Biechen.

The third son of the Eight Immortals in Pengzhou pulled Xiao Biechen and comforted him gently, "Chen'er, don't be sad. If you want to say that you are wrong, you are only a little wrong, that is, you worship the wrong master and recognize the wrong person. Everything you experience now is the gift of your master!"

"Uh? Third uncle, what are you talking about? Xiao Beichen was shocked when he heard the words.

Not to mention Xiao Biechen, even other people on the stage were shocked. They couldn't figure out why Lao San said so. Is there any hidden story in it?

Shangguan Wuyong's face darkened, his eyes stared angrily, and shouted at Lao San, "Lao San, what are you talking about?" There is a strong sense of threat in the words, and the other seven immortals also take a step forward together. It seems that if the third brother dares to say more, he will be hit by several people.

Under the accumulation of Shangguan Wuyong for a long time, Lao San was still a little frightened. In the face of Shangguan Wuyong's scolding, he pulled Xiao Biechen back a few steps and did not dare to say anything again. Xiao Biechen saw that the situation was wrong. Although he was full of doubts, he did not dare to ask again.

The surrounding Tianling Zhenren and others obviously feel that there must be some unknown secrets, but when it comes to the family affairs of Pengzhou Fairy Island, although several people are curious, they are not easy to ask.

Shangguan Wuyong saw that Lao San did not dare to say anything more. His face was pale. Seeing that the situation was basically under control, he cleared his throat and continued to say to the stage, "Cough, everyone, there was a small problem just now, which has been solved. Now let's start to complete the final award ceremony of the Pengzhou Conference! "

The audience under the stage is watching the bustle and watching the bustle. Unexpectedly, they will soon hear the nonsense of Shangguan Wuyong. Many people secretly regret that they didn't take the opportunity to slip away just now, but now it's not good, so they have to continue to listen to the nonsense.

"This year's Pengzhou Conference is planned to award the top seven awards. Now we welcome the top seven to the top seven with warm applause!" Shangguan Wuyong spoke neatly and without procrastination.

The audience suddenly applauded, and the audience was greatly shocked by Shangguan Wuyong's performance. Since they came to Pengzhou Fairy Island, they had never seen Shangguan Wuyong say such a brief speech. It was too unexpected, so they were excited and warmly clapped their hands with Shangguan Wuyong. Many people who were just about to slip away couldn't help feeling a little ashamed and felt that they had wronged Shangguan Wuyong.

No one knows that Shangguan Wuyong doesn't want to talk about it. He is afraid that the situation will further expand and wants to leave quickly.

Hearing Shangguan Wuyong's words, the top seven people went to the front desk in warm applause and received the cheers from the audience, but the number was not enough. There were only four people who came up, namely, San Xiufeng Xiaotian, Wu Ao from the Western Brahman Sect, Su Rulian from Xianjianmen, and San Xiu who did not know when to come to the stage.

Lang Xiaotian and Tang Fei from Wangyuemen and Tang Fei from Changsheng Valley were seriously injured. They were each other in the station of their own sect and did not come. As for Xiao Beichen from Pengzhou Main Island, he looked at Shangguan Wuyong in fear, hiding behind Lao San and timid and did not dare to come forward.

Shangguan Wuyong didn't pay attention to him. He raised his hand to stop the applause. After the stage was quiet, he continued to say, "Well, because the other contestants can't come because they have something to do, so they will receive the prize for these four first!" After saying that, he waved his hand, and four green-shirted disciples ran to one side of the table and stood on the side of Shangguan Wuyong. Everyone held a large plate in his hand, and the plate was covered with a piece of red cloth.

"This is the prize set by me and all the senior practitioners before the top 100 competition of the Pengzhou Conference. Now it has been presented. Now that the award begins, several senior practitioners will be awarded to the four!" Shangguan Wuyong said, turned his head and looked at several seniors and said, "Please come forward, Tianling Zhenren, Mingying Zhenren, Blood Demon and Master Kongming, to present awards for the four rising stars in the world of cultivation!"

The four people of Tianling Zhenren did not push back. They walked forward and stood in front of the four people of Feng Xiaotian respectively. Tianling Zhenren naturally stood in front of Feng Xiaotian, and the blood demon stood in front of Qiu Cangming. Mingying Zhenren and Su Rulian were both women, so they stood in front of her. The last Kongming Master had to stand in front of my disciple Wu. In front of the angst.

After Shangguan Wuyong and others stood up, they said, "The first thing to be revealed is the prize prepared for Wu Ao from the Western Fanzong. Please have a look!" With that, a green-shirted disciple took a step forward and spit out slightly. The red cloth on the plate in his hand suddenly flew up, and something appeared on the plate, which was a red bottle and a small clock.

Shangguan Wuyong stretched out his hand, and the small elixir flew into his hand. Shangguan Wuyong raised it high and said to the audience: "This is one of the top seven prizes this time. The treasure of low-level practitioners - Yunshen elixir. After taking it, it can directly promote the practitioner in the early stage of distraction, saving a thousand. It has been hard for years, and there are no side effects.

"Ah?" There was an uproar under the stage. Everyone had heard of this magical elixir, but they had never seen it. They all looked at the elixir bottle in Shangguan Wuyong's hand, and their eyes emitted a blazing light.

Shangguan Wuyong was very satisfied when he saw the effect of the scene. He put down the elixir bottle and picked up the small bell again. The real force in his hand shook slightly. The small bell suddenly enlarged, about one person was high and low, three feet round. Shangguan Wuyong held it in his hand, raised it high, and said to everyone, "This is a falling bell of the middle-grade spiritual weapon, which can be knocked and make a sound. It is even more ingenious to control the enemy and cooperate with the sound attack!"

"Ah? Where's the middle-quality spiritual weapon!" The audience under the stage was in an uproar, but the value of the middle-grade spiritual weapon is much higher than that of the magic elixir. After all, many masters in the combination period do not have a middle-quality spiritual weapon!

Shangguan Wuyong smiled with satisfaction, made the depressed bell smaller, and put it back into the plate. The green-shirted disciple came to Master Kongming with the plate. Master Kongming smiled and said, "Amitabha, good! That's good!" He picked up the jade bottle and the down-and-out bell containing the elixir and handed it to Wu An.

He took it with both hands and thanked him: "Amitabha, thank you, Uncle Kongming!"

Then, Shangguan Wuyong introduced two other prizes one after another. In addition to Ye and Qiu Cangming, Su Rulian also won a flying sword with a medium-grade spiritual weapon, called "Canglang Sword". The sword body is slender and suitable for female practitioners. Looking at the flying sword in her hand, Su Rulian has always been A happy smile also appeared on the cold and pretty face. As for Qiu Cangming, he got a long bow, called "soul-grabbing bow", which is also a medium-grade spiritual weapon, which can condense energy into an arrow. Its power is extraordinary. After Qiu Cangming took the bow from the hand of the blood demon, the indifferent and rigid face also showed a slightly excited look.

After giving out three prizes, Shangguan Wuyong said loudly again, "The last prize is awarded to the champion!" This year's championship was won by San Xiufeng Xiaotian, and his prize is three elixirs!" With that, he picked up three jade bottles from the plate in the hand of the last green-shirted disciple.

"Ah..." There was another explosion under the stage. What about the three Yunshen elixir himself? He definitely can't use it. Many people off the stage are thinking about how to get a Yunshen elixir from Feng Xiaotian's hands by buying or exchanging, or simply grabbing and other means. More people are looking at a tiny thing in the plate. I thought to my heart that the front is full of powerful medium-quality spiritual weapons. I don't know what kind of rare treasure this champion's prize will be!

Shangguan Wuyong put down the jade bottle in his hand, picked up a palm-sized black thing from the plate, raised it high, and said loudly, "The prize of this year's champion is the top spirit weapon 'Xuanwu Lingjia'!"

"Ah? Is it actually the best spiritual weapon?"

"What a big hand!"

"Yes, I'm really willing to pay!"

As soon as he heard that the black thing in Shangguan Wuyong's palm in his hand turned out to be a top-class spiritual weapon, he suddenly shouted like a hot pot. Many people were staring at the "Xuanwu spiritual armor" closely, and their eyes radiated greedy light without concealment, that is, some of the predecessors on the stage and the elite brothers of the Holy Land. Zi, they all looked at the "Xuanwu Lingjia", and their eyes were full of envy. No wonder people are so crazy. After all, this is a top-grade spiritual weapon. Even if it is placed in the major sacred places of cultivation, it will also be arched as a rare treasure of the town gate!

Feng Xiaotian thought to himself, hey hey, with this "Xuanwu spiritual armor", I have three top-quality spiritual weapons!

Shangguan Wuyong looked very satisfied with the sensational effect he had created. After waiting for a long time, when the noise under the stage slowly stopped, Shangguan Wuyong continued: "This Xuanwu spiritual armor is said to be Ou Yanzi, a famous weapon maker 100,000 years ago. In the East China Sea, he occasionally got a piece of back armor faded by the fairy beast Xuanwu, which lasted for thousands of years. Refined, it is an excellent defensive spiritual weapon. Once you recognize the master with blood, you can automatically appear and protect it when the master is in trouble. With this Xuanwu spirit armor, it can be said to be another life!"

Listening to Shangguan Wuyong's introduction, the eyes of many people under the stage are even hotter. If it's not for the wrong occasion, I'm afraid someone wants to grab it directly!

Tianling Zhenren's eyebrows were thick and slightly frowned. He felt that Shangguan Wuyong seemed to have some bad intentions. There were too many words to introduce this "Xuanwu Lingjia". Now it is known to everyone. It seems that many people under the stage are coveting. Xiaotian Brothers may not be able to live in peace because of this "Xuanwu Lingjia" for a period of time in the future. That's it!

After Shangguan Wuyong's introduction, he put the "Xuanwu Lingjia" back on the plate and handed it to Tianling Zhenren by the green shirt disciples, but his face was full of reluctance. After all, this excellent defensive top-quality spiritual weapon was given to Feng Xiaotian. I'm afraid it will be more difficult to deal with it in the future, but everyone has agreed in advance. If you go back on your word at this time, you may be criticized!

After Tianling Zhenren handed all the prizes to Feng Xiaotian, Shangguan Wuyong, who was reluctant to leave, took back his eyes that had been staring at "Xuanwu Lingjia" and was ready to announce the end of the award. Moreover, when the audience under the stage was also ready to leave, a weak voice suddenly came: "Master... Master, I... I... I What about the prize?