Chapter 92 Sign No. 8

Lingshan has not been so lively for a long time. The disciples of Wufeng stood on the square in front of the hall in turn and surrounded the huge square into a big circle. There were six tables above the square, and Bai Lun and several other ancestors sat on the highest and largest ring one after another. At least three elders sit under each ring.

Zhufeng's disciples all held their heads high and were magnificent.

The annual Lingshan Dabi is finally about to begin. They all expect that they can get a good ranking and be recognized by their ancestors.

"What are you shaking?"

Tang Ren smiled and said to Wang Ming beside him, "You haven't participated in the Lingshan Dynasty. Are you so nervous?"

Wang Ming smiled and said, "Last time I participated in the second round of the competition as a new disciple and was brushed down. This time, Lingshan is showing his disciples to participate in the competition. Can you not be nervous?

"Where's the little brother?"

Tang Ren looked back. The little brother stood at the end of the team and didn't know what he was thinking.

"Hmm."

Qiu Tu, the eldest brother of Shengxi, is also looking at Bai Yutang. He thinks that he will definitely defeat your nine-day dragon-killing formula this time. The first place only belongs to me.

"Sister Cui Cui, don't be nervous."

Liu Xiaoxiao comforted Cuihua and said, "It's not a big deal, it's just an assessment test. If you go on stage, just pretend that there is a wooden stake standing below. No, isn't this even scolding yourself?

Cuihua smiled lightly: "Thank you, senior sister, I will work hard."

Zhang Xiaobao stood at the end of the Lingyinfeng team, on the thirteenth floor of the pulse layer, which was the result of his efforts for half a year. This time, three new disciples participated in each peak, and he didn't expect to get a good ranking. He only hopes that he can defeat Shen with his own hands one day.

Su Xiaoqi is still dressed in gray, and the disciples of sweeping the floor have no chance to participate in the big game. He stood with a broom in the distance and looked at the top of the square.

"Su Xiaoqi, why don't you participate in the big comparison?"

Wang Qiang and Zhao Yong all gathered around. Who would miss such a big day as Lingshan? Wang Qiang said, "You can even use Lingzun to summon him. What's the big ratio of Lingshan?"

"That's right."

Zhao Yong said: "Why can't we participate in the Lingshan Grand Bi? We really don't regard us as Lingshan disciples. Su Xiaoqi, you go up and beat them to pieces and vent your anger for us.

Su Xiaoqi wanted to laugh. Although these three guys don't have a deep relationship, they are very righteous. Only then did he know that they helped clean his own area when he was not in Lingshan.

"You also want to participate."

Su said with a small smile, "Why don't we ask them to add a sweeping chore?"

The three people waved their hands one after another. We have to compare what we don't even have a posture of practice. Is it possible to compare cleaning and weeding?

"Disciples."

Benchu, who was in charge of the Lingshan Gate Rules, stood on the ring and cleared his throat and said, "The annual Lingshan Dabi will start immediately."

There was applause from the stage, and some disciples cheered.

Su Xiaoqi looked at Benchu and suddenly thought that if several patriarch-level elders showed their skills to compete with each other, it would be interesting.

Benchu waved his hand and continued to say when the disciples of Zhufeng calmed down, "This big fight was held more than a month in advance because Bai Lun was eager to teach."

"I think all the disciples have heard that the top three in this competition will receive a special reward. I hope all the disciples don't let us down.

"No."

The disciples who had good things shouted, and the disciples of Zhufeng were excited again. They all thought that the rumor was true. Bai Lun is in charge of the secret book of Lingshan.

"That's good."

Benchu stretched out his hand and said, "Next, let's take charge of the speech."

The applause was thunderous, and although Bai Lun Changjiao rarely appeared and paid little attention to everything in the mountain. But no disciple has ever doubted the ability to teach ancestor. A Bai Yutang made Zhufeng's disciples envious. As the first person in Lingshan, Bai Lun's ancestor is like a sea needle in the mountain. With his old man's presence, Lingshan is a spiritual mountain. Some demons dare not come to Lingshan to make trouble.

Bai Lun waved his hand, and the applause stopped for a moment: "I only have one sentence. You let go of your hands and feet to show your magical power. I want to see your true level."

"We will not disappoint the head teacher."

Looking at the fairy-like figure on the stage, the disciples of Zhufeng were as excited as chicken blood. Although Bai Lun's words are very short, they are enough to prove that the significance of this comparison is different.

The original ancestor began to announce the rules of the competition: "Different from the annual competition, this time the competition has three places for new disciples at the mountain gate. That is to say, a total of 15 new disciples participated in the test. The top three will be guided by me personally, and Lingshan Hall will reward each disciple with a mixed yuan elixir.

"I'll wipe it!"

The old man Hemu, who had been sitting still, frowned in an instant, and I had just worked hard to find a Lingzhi grass. It will take 749 days for Hun Yuandan to come out. Old boy, you can send it to me so soon.

"Brother Hemu, I'd like to ask you about practicing Dan."

In front of the teacher's brother, Benchu said to He Mu with a smile.

He Mu had an impulse to curse, but in the face of the teacher brother and hundreds of pairs of eyes, He Mu still smiled and agreed: "It's reasonable, you don't have to be polite."

"Next, please draw lots for these 15 new disciples. The eighth draw was empty.

Qing Tianfeng Gongsun Qiao went out with two new disciples. Jing Tianfeng's disciples seemed to be like Bai Yutang, exuding pride all over. Li Linlin, Cuihua of Chaoyang Peak, and another female disciple also walked to the center of the square. Lingyinfeng Zhang Xiaobao also walked in, and the figure of Wang Dashan of Sheng Xifeng also walked to the square.

"8888, the little sister must draw 8, 8 is the one sent. Ouch!"

Liu Xiaoxiao suddenly said angrily, "Sister Song, why did you hit me?"

"You little three or eight, what's good about drawing eight? If you draw eight, you will definitely get into the top three.

Song Yu pointed to the field and said, "Look at Wang Dashan of Xifeng, Gongsun Qiaosheng of Jingtianfeng. They are all 15 layers of veins, and even the little fat man is 13 layers of veins. Do you think Sister Cui can surpass them with her ten-layer vein cultivation?

"Oh, yes."

Liu Xiaoxiao was worried and said, "We won't hurt Sister Cui Cui, will we?"

"What's the harm?"

Song Yu said, "If there is no comparison, you don't know the gap. Only when you know your shortcomings can you work harder. What's more, she will experience it sooner or later.

Cuihua drew the 15th, the last draw. And the number one drew was Wang Dashan of Sheng Xifeng. When he got the number one, he shouted to see who was the unlucky guy who won the No. 15 lottery? Wang Dashan was tall and strong, and the fifteen layers of green flowers did not dare to announce his position for a moment.

"Cui Cui."

Zhang Xiaobao walked silently behind Cuihua. He didn't say anything and stuffed his signature into Cuihua's hand. Then he grabbed the signature from Cuihua.

"Xiaobao."

Cuihua was slightly stunned and just wanted to stop it. Zhang Xiaobao has said his signature: "Sign with me on the 15th."

"You, you are the 15th."

Wang Dashan laughed, not only did he laugh, but also the other two new disciples of Sheng Xifeng: "Little fat man, you are dead."

The two Lingyinfeng disciples with Zhang Xiaobao looked at Zhang Xiaobao strangely and thought that the little fat man was too unlucky. He won't involve us in Lingyin Peak, will he?

"Let's wait and see." Zhang Xiaobao turned around and walked back.

"Big brother, this guy is a moldy star, so unlucky. He didn't draw anything from so many signatures, but he drew the last one.

Shen Hai looked at Zhang Xiaobao with resentful eyes: "I have already said that it was a mistake to pick him into Lingyin Peak."

Cuihua walked back to the team silently and was a little worried about Zhang Xiaobao. She was not in the mood to look at the signature in her hand.

"Sister Cuicui, how many sticks did you draw?"

Liu Xiaoxiao couldn't wait to grab Cui Cui's signature, and then she looked at Cuihua strangely and laughed: "Hee hee-----I said that the little sister is a blessed general? No. 8, Sister Song and Sister Cui Cui drew the No. 8 sign.

"Isn't it?"

Song Yu also went to grab Cuihua's signature, which was indeed the No. 8 sign.

Cuihua herself didn't believe that she was looking for Zhang Xiaobao's figure among the brothers in Lingyinfeng.

After the draw of new disciples, it will be the turn of the disciples of Zhufeng to draw lots, with a total of 50 draws for 10 people per peak. In this way, there are 32 games in the first game.

After the drawing of lots, the new disciple's test begins immediately. Bai Yutang was tasteless and walked to Jinghu alone without looking at the signature in his hand.