Immortal Girl from Nowhere

When I arrived at the courtyard, there was a plaque on the door of the courtyard, which read "Qionglou". Everyone followed the leader to enter. Changxing found that the courtyard should have a space array, and the space inside was much larger than that outside. The rows of houses are hidden in the flowers and willows, which is very quiet. Because of the large number of people, even if there are many rooms, we can't have one room for each. Except for the headmaster, Xiao Yin and Yu Zhizhen, the rest of the disciples all share one room.

Changxing, together with the other three nuns, went into the room to have a look, and could not help saying in secret: what a coincidence!

Two of the other three nuns in her room met with each other, Ke Yuyan and the female disciple who had questioned Changxing's ability on the boat when she came here. Only then did she know that her name was Wang Rong and her master was a Jindan elder of tianjifeng.

The last one who came in was a female disciple named Zeng Jing, who had built a great foundation and reached the level of twelve. Her character was very similar to her name and she was very quiet. Zeng Jing was the only female disciple in the competition except Changxing.

They are not familiar with each other, especially Ke Yuyan and Wang Rong. As soon as they enter the door, they look like strangers are not allowed to enter. Changxing and Zeng Jing call each other, then they close their eyes and meditate quietly, waiting for the formal start of the next day's ceremony.

Feixian outer square.

On the main hall of the center stands a statue of the founder of the three Qing Dynasty, offering fragrant flowers and fruits. Thousands of disciples stand on the square in order according to their ancestral positions. Although there are a large number of them, they all look solemn and quiet.

With the clear and resonant sound of the bell, melodious music suddenly sounded on the square, and the celebration and blessing ceremony between the two continents of China and Japan officially began.

From the center of the square, we can see three yuan infant friars in yellow vestments walking out side by side. These three friars are Jianyang Zhenjun of Taiqing gate, Linchuan Zhenjun of Zixia gate and zhuyou Zhenjun of Wuji sect.

After the three great powers, there are 36 golden elixirs, standing in two rows, holding all kinds of magic weapons, walking slowly behind them, and then there are 72 foundation building disciples. The whole ceremony is grand and solemn.

Xiao Yin is one of the thirty-six golden elixirs. Standing at the head of the first line on the left side of the sacrificial procession, Xiao Yin, who always wears only purple clothes, is also wearing a black and yellow robe and a jade lotus crown. This dress is less noble than before, but more solemn.

Changxing didn't attend the main ceremony. At this time, he was standing on the square, kneeling down and kowtowing with all the disciples.

The ceremony went very smoothly, and it was over before noon. All the disciples in the square stepped back to get out of the middle. The ground suddenly trembled, but in a moment, twenty high platforms rose.

This is the competition platform! The atmosphere in the field suddenly became lively. The Deacon's disciples had built a high platform and set up a draw table, and all the disciples swarmed up.

Chang Xing looked at the disciples who came to the front and found that their accomplishments were basically above the later stage of the foundation building. There were no disciples in the early stage of the foundation building. Even in the middle stage of the foundation building, there were only a few. They should be disciples of xiaozongmen. It is estimated that the number of disciples in the later stage of the foundation building was not enough, so they chose the middle stage of the foundation building to fight.

There is a tight circle around the number drawing platform, and the Deacon's disciple Lang said: "don't worry, Taoist friends. This time, there are six number drawing platforms, three in the east of the foundation building group and three in the west of the gas refining group. For the sake of fairness, each number drawing platform is supervised by two Jindan monks. Everyone line up first!"

The voice just dropped, "Hula!" Suddenly, all the disciples gathered around them ran to the number drawing platform of their own group. For a moment, the scene was a little funny. Changxing quickly stepped back and stood on the edge. When the crowd was basically stable, he chose a team at random and lined up at the end of the team.

"This Taoist friend! Are you in the competition, too? " A voice came from behind.

Chang Xing turned back to see that he was talking about a 20-year-old male monk, who built a foundation for seven layers of cultivation.

"Yes." Changxing nodded slightly.

"What school do you learn from? I'm Tian Bo, a disciple of tianyanmen. "

Tianyanmen? Changxing is searching in his mind. Tianyanmen is a secondary sect in dongyanzhou. The strength of the sect is less than that of the eight sects.

"Taiqingmen, my name is Meng."

"Oh, it's a Taoist friend of taiqingmen! Disrespect, disrespect

"No, you are too polite." Long Star side said, side arched hand, looking at Tian Bo, waiting for his below.

"Well, do you know Meng Daoyou's list of 100 people in this contest?" Tian Bo said and took out a pamphlet from his arms.

"Hundred people list?" Long star curious: "what is that?"

"Oh, it's the prediction of the result of the competition, the top 100."

"The draw hasn't been drawn, the first round of elimination has not started, and the result has been judged? Is it a little too hasty? "

Tian Bo is a little reluctant to smile: "Meng Daoyou, you also said that it's the elimination race. The person with high strength will win anyway, and the person with low strength will be eliminated naturally. My prediction is based on the selection of the outstanding disciples of xihuazhou, dongyanzhou and all schools, and the 100 people with the highest comprehensive strength will be selected."

Changxing realized that Tian Bo should be peddling the forecast pamphlet, so he asked, "how many spirit stones?"Tian Bo immediately showed a big smile, and said: "look what Meng Daoyou needs. I have two versions here. The ordinary version only has name, cultivation and sect. It needs ten pieces of inferior spirit stones. The comprehensive edition not only has these basic materials, but also their good skills, spells and fighting characteristics, as well as the comments of Jindan friars. This is a little more expensive and needs 50 pieces of inferior spirit stones. "

"Here's the full version." Changxing took out a spirit stone and handed it to him.

"Ah! All right Tian Bo is busy smiling and takes out a small book from his arms. Chang Xing takes it. Tian Bo thanks with a smile and runs to other teams to sell it.

Chang Xing opened the booklet and found that most of them were unfamiliar names. Later, he recounted the sects, accomplishments, attack methods he was good at, and magic features. Chang Xing looked at them one by one and found that Ke YuYan's name ranked No.78. He continued to look back and turned to the last page, where the number one hundred was written "Meng Zichen".

Long star Leng a breath, carefully looked at a, yes, is her own. Later, she spent a lot of space to introduce how she, as the closing disciple of Jianyang Zhenjun, buried the beads when setting up the feixianjian transmission array, but the attack means and the characteristics of the magic weapon were all written: unknown.

Changxing's face is strange: it's only in Jianyang Zhenjun's face that she's barely on the list!

Seeing that it was his turn to draw numbers, Changxing put away the pamphlet.

There is a jade wall standing on the number drawing platform. Just press your palm on the jade wall and input a trace of spiritual power. The number and venue will be displayed on the jade wall.

Changxing finished as required. A white light flashed on the jade wall, and a two line character appeared: 138, East platform 2.

Then, the Deacon disciple had handed her a white jade card: "please check it. If it's correct, go to the fighting platform to wait."

Changxing takes a look at the number on the sign, which is the same as that on Yubi. He points, turns around and leaves, and walks to the east of the square.

When I found the second stage, I saw that many students had gathered under the stage. The protective prohibition of the high stage had not been opened, and there was no Jindan friar sitting in the referee seat beside the high stage. It seems that I have to wait a little longer.

Gu Chengtian flies to the east side of the square. When he comes to Feixian city this time, he is ordered to be the judge of the foundation building disciples. At the moment, he has arrived at the East platform 2. When he is about to sit on the judge's seat, he suddenly sees Changxing, the man he is longing for.

Changxing is standing on the periphery of the platform, looking down at a pamphlet. Her skin is like cream. The scar on her cheek has disappeared. Her eyelids are slightly drooping. Her long eyelashes cover her eyes, leaving a small shadow on the fundus of her eyes. Under Qiong's nose, her teeth are biting her red lips. This is what Changxing subconsciously does when she is thinking.

Gu Chengtian felt stiff all over, and his Qi and blood were drained in an instant. He didn't know where he was.

"Gu Daoyou?" A voice with a little doubt came.

Gu Chengtian is sober in an instant. He is the immortal Ma of wujizong. He and the immortal Ma are the judges of stage 2.

Seeing that Gu Chengtian was pale and in a trance, Ma Zhenren couldn't help saying, "Gu Daoyou, what's wrong with you? Why don't you go and have a rest first? "

"I'm fine." Gu Chengtian pursed his lips and shook his head. He took another look at the place where Changxing was standing, but he found that she had disappeared. His face suddenly changed. For a moment, he looked around nervously regardless of Ma Zhenren.

Mazhen people are at a loss. The two continents merge, and all kinds of resources and information are shared. What people care about most is the monks with strong comprehensive strength. Gu Chengtian, as a gifted monk of zixiamen, is famous in xihuazhou. Even if the level of cultivation in xihuazhou is not as good as that in dongyanzhou, no one dares to underestimate him. Before he is 80 years old, he is already in the middle stage of the golden elixir In this world, only Xiao Dongyang of taiqingmen can compare.

Seeing Gu Chengtian's worried and confused face, Ma Zhenren hesitated for a moment and was about to speak again. However, he saw Gu Chengtian's face had changed greatly. He hurriedly followed Gu Chengtian's eyes.

Not far away, under a willow tree, stood two people. One was Xiao Dongyang he had just thought of, and the other was Xiao Dongyang's younger martial sister, the disciple of Jianyang Zhenjun, a nun named Meng Zichen.

Xiao Yin was sacrificial last night, and accompanied Jianyang Zhenjun to deal with some things. Then she took time to find Changxing. She saw that she had already drawn the number and was looking down at a book. She walked over and took the book out of her hand.

Chang Xing looked up and saw that it was Xiao Yin. He said with a smile, "brother Xiao, are you finished?"

"Well." Xiao Yin casually turned over the pamphlet, a pick eyebrow way: "you unexpectedly believe these?"

"That's natural." Changxing said with a smile, "know yourself and your enemy, and win every battle."

Xiao Yin returned the book to Chang Xing and said, "are you ready?"

Changxing nods with a smile.