Sword knocks the door of heaven

Chapter 87 Who is Li Yunsheng?

Once the winter is over, the disciples of the blessed places in Autumn Water are like the animals that have been hiding in the mountains for a whole winter. They sniff the air outside the cave in front of the cave, taste the spring water flowing through the residual snow on both sides of the river, and find that the winter is so cold. They really left, so they all jumped out of the cave happily.

Qiushui's anger, frozen by the winter, began to revive again.

This day is also the day when the Qiushui Sword Test Conference announces the list of disciples of each blessed place and draws lots. Early in the morning, disciples from all blessed lands flock to the Pisces Peak Dojo where the list is released, and it is also the place where the Qiushui Sword Test Conference will compete in the future.

Although most of the disciples already know the list of their own blessed land, they also want to see the lists of other blessed lands.

Of course, what was more interesting was the lottery. The disciples who had to participate in the competition in the lottery came in person, so many ordinary disciples of Qiushui finally got to see those Qiushui sect's proud sons who usually don't go out in the blessed land.

"Ye Xiao from Xuanwu Pavilion, Zhao Xuanjun from Lingyun Pavilion,"

Among the chattering disciples waiting in the dojo, a group of female disciples screamed excitedly as soon as the list was posted.

Of course, when the male disciple saw Mu Ningshuang's name, his excitement was no less than that of the female disciple.

"White Cloud Temple?"

Some old disciples of Qiushuimen finally discovered this list. The difference from previous years is that there are also people from Baiyun Temple participating this year.

"Baiyunguan? Isn't it just the gang of mud legs who are in charge of farming for Qiushuimen? Why are they here to join in the fun?"

Someone was puzzled and then laughed.

"This disciple of Baiyun Temple is called Li Yunsheng, why does it sound so familiar?"

"It's the new rootless disciple of the Baiyun Temple, who made a lot of noise in the Qiushuimen before."

"That's right, it's him!"

Someone actually recognized Li Yunsheng.

"I also remembered that this autumn, he also came to our temple to deliver immortal food. He was as black and thin as a bamboo pole. It probably wasn't enough for you to punch me, Senior Brother!"

"Hahaha."

"This Baiyun looks like he's going to lose face this year, and we'll draw lots to see who is so lucky to draw him."

A group of people were almost ridiculed, and some disciples of Fudi who didn't know each other got together because of what Li Yunsheng said.

"Go away!"

Just when the disciple who didn't know which blessed place he came from was talking vividly about how they teased him when Li Yunsheng went to their temple to deliver immortal food, a cold voice interrupted them.

"Are you looking for...Mu, Mu Ningshuang, master, junior sister?"

When someone said that, the disciple turned his head furiously, but when he saw the unparalleled beauty behind him, the anger on his face immediately dissipated completely, and he who could speak well didn't know what to say.

"roll."

Mu Ningshuang frowned, and repeated.

The man didn't know why, but instead of being annoyed, he moved away apologetically, watching Mu Ningshuang leave with absent-minded eyes.

"Aren't you too useless just now?"

A colleague beside him laughed.

"You didn't get scolded, but you were scolded by the most beautiful woman in the Immortal Mansion, how cool it is!"

The man smiled wretchedly.

As soon as Mu Ningshuang came, the selected disciples also arrived one after another. When Zhao Xuanjun and his party arrived, these disciples who were already well-known in the Immortal Mansion inevitably caused a commotion in the dojo.

"Is everyone here?"

A Qiushuimen elder who was in charge of drawing lots asked a disciple who was in charge of registration with a smile on his face.Seeing Qiushui Liangcai come out in large numbers, the old man is very pleased.

"Well, it's all here!"

The registered disciple looked at the list and said.

Hearing that the elder smiled and nodded, he walked to the front of the stage and said loudly: "Since everyone is here, let's all come and draw lots."

"One more person!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Xuanjun and Mu Ningshuang said almost in unison.

Zhao Xuanjun glanced at Mu Ningshuang in surprise, but Mu Ningshuang avoided his gaze and stopped talking.

"Another one? Who is it?"

Elder Qiushuimen said in surprise.

"White Cloud Temple, Li Yunsheng."

Zhao Xuanjun pointed to Li Yunsheng's name on the list behind him.

The elder was taken aback, looked at the list carefully, and thought, why did the Baiyun temple send disciples to participate in the sword test this year?

He frowned and stared at the student who was in charge of registering beside him, and the disciple said with a look of panic, "Damn the disciple, I did miss a disciple named Li Yunsheng!"

After the matter was clarified, the elder rushed to the audience and shouted: "Is Li Yunsheng from Baiyun Temple here?"

He frowned when no one responded after shouting.

"Since he didn't come, it's better to cancel it. Anyway, he will be targeted if he comes!"

I don't know who said such a sentence in the audience, and it immediately caused a burst of laughter.

"Hahaha, that's right, that's right, the disciples of Baiyun Temple are farming, and they come to compete. Is it a joke?"

"Don't wait for him, smoke it!"

The elder didn't have a good impression of the unpunctual disciple, so he looked at the selected disciple on the stage and said, "What do you think?"

"Waiting for this kind of person is just a waste of time."

Ye Xiao from Xuanwu Pavilion said coldly.

When he said this, he immediately attracted some selected disciples behind him to echo him.

"Then don't wait..."

"I'm willing to wait."

Hearing that the elder was about to make a decision, Zhao Xuanjun interrupted him again.

"Zhao Xuanjun, although you and I have some festivals, you shouldn't oppose me so blatantly in front of everyone, right?"

Ye Xiao sneered.

"No, it has nothing to do with you, I, Zhao Xuanjun, am not that stingy yet..."

Zhao Xuanjun said with a gentle face.

"Why is that?"

Ye Xiao said sullenly.

"Because Li Yunsheng is the opponent I most want to meet in this competition."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar on and off the stage.

"Did I hear you right? Zhao Xuanjun said that the boy from Baiyun Temple is the opponent he most wants to meet?"

"Did you hear me wrong, how can the Baiyun Temple have the right to fight Zhao Xuanjun?"

"That's right, Zhao Xuanjun must have deliberately teased Ye Xiao!"

Just when everyone was puzzled, Mu Ningshuang also stood up and said expressionlessly:

"I'm willing to wait too."

This time, all the male disciples in the audience exploded. Mu Ningshuang, who had always been cold and stern to the men of Qiushuimen, would plead for mercy for a disciple of Baiyun Temple who only knew how to farm?

"This…"

As soon as Mu Ningshuang stood up, Elder Liu felt a little troubled, and asked curiously, "Who is this Li Yunsheng? Why do disciples like Zhao Xuanjun and Mu Ningshuang intercede for him?"

Just when he was hesitating, Zhao Xuanjun suddenly showed his face and said:

"Don't wait, he's here."

Everyone followed his gaze and turned around, only to see a young man with a thin figure, ragged clothes, and disheveled hair... walked over in some embarrassment.

Li Yunsheng's appearance made everyone stunned for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

"Where did this beggar come from?"

"White Cloud Temple can't even afford to wear clothes?"

"Can this kind of person also participate in the sword test meeting?"

However, Li Yunsheng walked over without changing his face amidst the sneers.

When he came to the stage, Zhao Xuanjun asked with some depression: "Brother Yun Sheng, why are you in such a mess?"

"It's okay, just met a few mad dogs."

Li Yunsheng scratched his head in embarrassment, and then his eyes fell to a corner under the stage, where several disciples of Xuanwu Pavilion were laughing.

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