Daoist Cang Song was the first to recover his senses. He quietly moved to Daoist Dao Xuan's side and said in a low voice,""Sect Master Senior Brother, it's not wise to let the disciples stay here for too long.”
Dao Xuan came to a realization and glanced at the pine tree. He nodded and said,""Take the disciples up first. I'll go and see what's going on with the Spiritual Venerable.”With that, he turned and flew toward the water qilin.
Cang Song turned around and said in a clear voice," Just now, the Spirit Paragon was joking with everyone. Everyone, don't be nervous. Now, all the disciples who are participating in the Martial Conference Examination can go to the Jade Pure Hall in turn."”
The group of disciples responded in unison, restored order, and walked up. However, in their hearts, after seeing the water qilin's soul-stirring attack just now, not many people would believe that it was a joke.
At this moment, a green figure suddenly flashed in the hall. It was Daoist Dao Xuan who flashed in from outside. The gazes of the Qingyun Sect elders landed on him. Daoist Cang Song walked forward and asked," Senior Brother Sect Leader, Spiritual Venerable…"
Dao Xuan raised his hand to stop and gave him a look. Daoist Cang Song immediately understood and shut up. Then, Daoist Dao Xuan turned around as if nothing had happened and said to the dozens of young Qingyun Sect disciples standing in the hall with a pleasant expression,"Everyone is here, right? Good, good.”
All the disciples bowed and said,""Greetings, Immortal Sect Master."
Daoist Dao Xuan smiled slightly and walked back to his seat. He glanced at Daoist Cang Song, who immediately walked forward and said in a clear voice,""Everyone, you are all outstanding figures of the younger generation of the Qingyun Sect. It has been more than 2,000 years since our Qingyun lineage was established. We are the orthodox Daoist and the leader of the righteous path. However, the ancients had a saying: industry thrives on diligence, leisure on play. There is also a saying: sail against the current, do not advance or retreat. In order to warn the future generations and guide the younger disciples, our sect's ancestors passed down the grand event of the Seven Lineages Martial Competition.”
" Ah!" exclaimed the Qingyun Sect disciples. The 20th session, calculated in terms of one cycle of 60 years, was 1,200 years.
Daoist Cang Song looked at everyone's reaction with satisfaction and said,""Today, under the leadership of our sect master senior brother, our Qingyun Sect has prospered and far surpassed our previous life. There are countless outstanding people in the younger generation. Therefore, after the discussion between the sect leader and the heads of the various branches, the number of people in the examination was increased to sixty-five to avoid regret.”
Upon hearing this, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help but look at Tian Buyi. Tian Buyi was sitting below Daoist Dao Xuan with an expressionless face, but there was a look of impatience in his eyes. After all, Daoist Dao Xuan and Daoist Cang Song were the ones who had the final say in increasing the number of participants.
"The number of people in this test has doubled, so there are some changes in the drawing of lots." Daoist Cang Song continued. "Everyone, please take a look." As he spoke, he pointed to the empty space on the right side of the hall. Everyone looked over and saw a big red wooden box placed there. It was square, and there was only a small hole on the side that allowed one arm to enter.
" There are sixty-four wax pills in the mahogany box, each of which is wrapped with a note with numbers from one to sixty-three written on it." The disciples suddenly made a commotion, but Daoist Cang Song ignored them and said,""After the drawing of lots is completed, the number will be used as the basis for the competition. Number one will fight against sixty-four, number two against sixty-three, number three against sixty-two, and so on. In the second round, the winner of number one and sixty-five will fight against the winner of number two and sixty-four, and so on until the final battle. Do you understand?"
The Qingyun Sect disciples standing in the hall were silent for a moment. Suddenly, someone shouted,"Martial Uncle Cang Song, there are 64 people, but why are there only 65 wax pills?”
Daoist Cang Song seemed to be prepared for this question. He coughed and said,""The rules of this competition are that each of the seven lineages of the Qingyun Sect will send nine people, with the main sect sending two more people. However, cough cough, because one of the lineages only sent eight disciples in total, there is one less person, so there are only sixty-four people.”
For a moment, everyone's gaze fell on the face of the Great Bamboo Peak's Chief, Tian Buyi. A look of anger flashed across Tian Buyi's face, but he remained seated and did not move at all. The Qingyun Sect disciples below were in an uproar as they discussed animatedly.
After everyone calmed down, Venerable Cang Song said seriously,""However, this isn't a difficult matter. Among the sixty-three wax pills, as long as a disciple draws one, that disciple will be extremely lucky. Because there is no opponent for number sixty-five, he will be given a bye in the first round.”
As soon as he said this, there was another uproar among the Qingyun Sect disciples. However, the Qingyun Sect was a famous sect after all, and their upbringing was very strict. Although this method seemed quite funny, no one objected.
Daoist Dao Xuan stood up and looked around. As the sect master, he was instantly silent. Daoist Dao Xuan nodded and said,"In that case, everyone go and draw lots."”
In the hall, everyone's eyes fell on the mahogany box. First, nine disciples from the Chang Gate walked out and walked to the box in turn. Each of them took out a wax pill. Then, it was the disciples from Longshou Peak.
Lin Jingyu greeted Zhang Xiaofan and walked out as well. Zhang Xiaofan glanced at his back and then looked at the seven heads of department and the elders.
Among these people, Daoist Cang Song, Daoist Tianyun, Shang Zhengliang, Zeng Shuchang, and the other heads of the various lineages, he had already met them five years ago. Only the female Daoist nun sitting on the last chair on the right had never met before. However, from the looks of it, she was most likely the famous Master Shuiyue of the Small Bamboo Peak.
Zhang Xiaofan often heard his senior brothers mention this martial uncle. He heard that Little Bamboo Peak was the only sect in the Qingyun Sect that only accepted female disciples. Master Shuiyue was also very skilled and famous in the Qingyun Sect. And the disciples from Small Bamboo Peak had also performed outstandingly in the previous Seven Lineage Assembly martial arts examinations.
"What's wrong, Xiaofan?" Wan Yu greeted Zhang Xiaofan when she saw him in a daze. Zhang Xiaofan came back to his senses and said to Wan Yu,""Ah Yu, we've never seen that Martial Uncle before. He should be Master Shuiyue!”
Wan Yu also looked at Master Shuiyue and saw that she was about thirty years old, similar to Master's wife Su Ru. She had an oval face, thin eyebrows, and a pair of almond-shaped eyes. She was dressed in a moon-white Daoist robe and looked very charming.
Wan Yu thought to herself,'She was really a beauty when she was young. No wonder she was able to snatch Wan Jianyi away from Aunt You'. Just as she was thinking about it, she couldn't help but laugh.
Behind Master Shuiyue, there was a female disciple. She was dressed in white and had a beautiful appearance. She carried a long sword on her back. The scabbard and hilt of the sword were sky blue in color and had a bright luster. There were faint ripples of light. One look and one could tell that it was a celestial treasure.
"Tian Ya?" Wan Yu thought.
Just as Wan Yu was looking at the female disciple in deep thought, the young woman seemed to have sensed his gaze and suddenly turned her head. Her gaze was like lightning as she stared at him coldly.
" So cold," Wan Yu stared at her and thought," She should be Lu Xueqi!"”
While Wan Yu was deep in thought, Zhang Xiaofan pulled him and said,""Ah Yu, you're in a daze this time. Let's go and draw lots.”
Wan Yu nodded and followed Zhang Xiaofan to the mahogany box. At this moment, only the two factions of Big Bamboo Peak and Small Bamboo Peak had not drawn their lots. The people of Big Bamboo Peak, led by Song Daren, walked to the side of the box in turn, took out the wax pills, and then walked back to the hall. After that, when everyone was checking what number they had drawn, the eight female disciples of the Little Bamboo Peak, Wen Min, were among them. The white-robed woman standing behind Master Shuiyue lowered her head and said to Master Shuiyue. Master Shuiyue nodded and said,"You should go too."
The white-robed woman nodded and walked to the group of women from Small Bamboo Peak. She smiled with Wen Min and the others before walking to the side of the mahogany box and pulling out the last nine wax pills. When he returned to Master Shuiyue, he actually brushed past Wan Yu.
As if responding to the feelings of the masters, the young Qingyun Sect disciples in the hall spoke one by one,
"Ah, I'm twenty-six."
"I'm thirty-three. Eh, what's yours?”
" Oh, I'm forty-seven. I wonder what number my opponent is. Let me calculate…"
However, after looking at the disciples talking for a long time, no one said that they had drawn the precious number one note.
Daoist Cang Song frowned, coughed twice, and said loudly,""Who drew lot number one?"
His voice was loud and clear, suppressing all other voices. The hall fell silent. After a long time, a small voice suddenly came from the crowd. It was filled with surprise and caution, as if even he himself did not believe it."I-I have to report to Martial Uncle Ashen Pine.”
Everyone looked over and was shocked to see Zhang Xiaofan standing in the crowd with a note in his hand. He was stunned as he looked at Tian Buyi and said timidly,"
PS, the female lead that everyone has been longing for has finally appeared.
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