Bai Yueguang's stand-in cries all over the realm of comprehension

Jian Yuquan was envious and jealous: "The four major sects have privileges, they don't have to waste time queuing up halfway up the mountain, they can go directly to the peak to sign up."

"When we defeat Taixuan Jianzong in the sect competition this year and become one of the new four major sects, in the next five years, we will be the ones who will go to the peak to sign up!"

The other disciples of Ji Yue Jianzong followed suit.

Only Shen Lancheng stood in the group of disciples without saying a word.

He now has a state where everyone is drunk and I am alone.

The disciple with the highest cultivation level in their sect is Jian Yuquan's Golden Core Realm Dzogchen.

But Taixuan Sword Sect has at least four Nascent Soul Realm disciples.

He didn't know where Jian Yuquan, who had been beaten many times, got his confidence. He felt that Jiyue Jianzong would definitely beat Taixuan Jianzong.

He could even imagine that if Ji Yue Jianzong and Taixuan Jianzong really met in the sect competition.

Before the swords in their hands were drawn out, Jiang Yanlu or Xie Qi might have swung them off the competition stage.

……

There are several courtyards with wide open doors on the peak, and a small wooden sign is hung outside each courtyard.

What Jiang Yanlu and his party entered was the registration entrance for the individual swordsmanship competition.

When they went in, there were only a few stewards in charge of registration.

Registration is free.

Fifty disciples registered one by one and got their number plates.

"Little sister, I'm number 850." Cheng Xinglan took the wooden number plate in his hand and walked to Jiang Yanlu's side, "What's your number?"

Number plates are a pair.

In other words, each number has two number plates.

Two people who draw the same numbers are opponents.

The number on the number plate represents the order of playing.

Jiang Yanlu spread out the number cards in his hands: "...Number One."

In terms of lottery drawing, her luck has always been poor.

Cheng Xinglan: "...This wooden sign is pretty good."

He asked Qiyue again: "Little brother, where's yours?"

Qiyue also spread his hands, and three cinnabar characters were engraved on the number plate: "Lu Lu Lu."

Jiang Yanlu glanced at it, 666, it's all right.

Elder Yinzheng was not needed to get the number plate, he was idling aside, and walked to Jiang Yanlu's side and asked her what the number was.

Seeing the bright red "one" on the number plate in Jiang Yanlu's hand, he was also silent for a while, then patted Jiang Yanlu on the shoulder: "Give our sect a good start."

Jiang Yanlu nodded: "Okay."

Her eyes fell on the two stewards who were able to do their job well.

She can't count the number of God Transformation Realms she has been in contact with.

With the coercion emanating faintly from the other party, one can judge that the strength of these two people is also in the realm of transforming gods.

"Elder Yin Zheng." Jiang Yanlu suddenly said.

Elder Yin Zheng didn't understand, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Yanlu: "Do you know why the Kunlun Palace has been number one in the Grand Competition for many years?"

Elder Yin Zheng: "Because their disciples have high overall strength?"

Jiang Yanlu said again: "Then do you know why the disciples of their sect have high overall strength?"

Elder Yin Zheng faintly felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, the next moment, Jiang Yanlu said: "Because the elder is very powerful. As the great elder of the Taixuan Sword Sect, how do you feel when you see that your strength is almost the same as that of the steward of the Kunlun Palace?"

Elder Yin Zheng: "..."

The two stewards of the Kunlun Palace: "???"

Are you polite?

Elder Yin Zheng immediately said, "Don't say anything, I will practice with you when I get back."

Jiang Yanlu patted Elder Yinzheng on the shoulder: "The development of a sect requires the joint efforts of all members, and our sect will definitely get better and better."

Then he turned his head and whispered to the other disciples: "The aura of Kunlun Palace is stronger than that of our Taixuan Sword Sect. During this time, practice hard and don't waste it."

By the way, give them the spirit-gathering talisman.

All the disciples nodded seriously: "Don't worry, Senior Sister Jiang, we must practice hard!"

The two stewards of Kunlun Palace stared wide-eyed.

Unbelievable!Appalling!So scary!
Is Yin Zheng crazy?
Or is Taixuan Jianzong crazy?

To listen to a little disciple like that?

No, when they calculated the spiritual energy of the Kunlun Palace, didn't they avoid it?
Until all the disciples of Taixuan Sword Sect had registered and received their number plates, they left the small courtyard.

Neither of the two stewards came out of the situation that had been washing away their traditional views just now.

Outside the courtyard.

Jiang Yanlu called Elder Yinzheng: "Elder Yinzheng, how many individual competitions can each person participate in?"

Elder Yinzheng: "There is no upper limit, what, you want to..."

Jiang Yanlu nodded: "Elder Yinzheng, please take me to sign up for the talisman and alchemy competitions."

On the two roads of talisman and alchemy, she has been groping alone.

She wanted to know her own level and where she could rank among the younger generation in the cultivation world.

Elder Yin Zheng readily agreed: "Okay!"

When he brought Jiang Yanlu into the small courtyard for the talisman individual competition, the steward in charge saw the Taixuan Jianzong logo on Jiang Yanlu Zong's uniform, thinking that the two of them had gone wrong.

One of the stewards pointed to the other side: "The registration for fencing is next door."

Elder Yinzheng: "We are here to sign up for the Fushu individual competition."

The steward looked up: "Huh?"

Elder Yin Zheng: "Yes."

The steward of Kunlun Palace glanced at Jiang Yanlu several times: "Aren't you Taixuan Sword Sect all sword cultivators?"

Elder Yin Zheng was quite proud: "This disciple of our sect is intelligent, not only good at swordsmanship, but also at talisman."

Although the steward of the Kunlun Palace didn't believe it, he didn't chase them away. He took out a new registration form: "Register here to get the license plate."

When it came to the stage of drawing number cards, Jiang Yanlu became inexplicably nervous.

Don't draw number one! ! !Don't draw number one! ! !Don't draw number one! ! !
Jiang Yanlu flipped over the number plate in his hand—number two!
"........."

"........."

Silence, silence.

Elder Yin Zheng comforted her: "According to the usual practice in previous years, the individual competitions of swordsmanship and talisman are held on the same peak. Your swordsmanship side is faster, and you can catch up with the individual competition of talisman."

Jiang Yanlu: "...Well, let's sign up for alchemy first."

The registration courtyards for swordsmanship, talisman and alchemy are next to each other.

When Jiang Yanlu went in with Elder Yin Zheng, he also met a disciple of Jin Dingzong who signed up inside.

The elders of the two sects and the two stewards of the Kunlun Palace exchanged pleasantries for a while, and the latter also showed a surprised look at Jiang Yanlu.

The registration process is the same, and the last step is to draw the playing number plate.

Jiang Yanlu has always felt that a person can be unlucky, but he won't be unlucky all the time.

One can be unlucky, but not always unlucky.

But today, she doesn't think so.

When he saw the bright red "three" on the number plate, Jiang Yanlu froze in place as if struck by lightning, unable to laugh.

Elder Yinzheng moved his mouth for a long time before uttering a sentence: "If the speed is fast... we can still catch up."

Did not expect it!Two more chapters today!hey-hey
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