Chapter 359

Gu Qingyi nestles in Li cangmin's chest to listen to him introduce people from all walks of life. However, he doesn't know many people. Most of the time, he is supplemented by yesiyin. Yesiyin used to be a cold and silent cool brother. Recently, Shengsheng has been forced to become a talker. It's really pitiful, but he is willing, Others don't have a chance to get close to Shizu.

There are more and more people in the competition arena, and even the referee in the referee's seat is gradually on the scene. Murong Ling is acutely aware of a vicious and fierce sight. When she looks at it, she sees a white bearded man with a gloomy face, as if she has a big hatred of life and death.

It turned out to be su Chenglin, the head of the Su family.

Isn't it the Revenge of life and death? On the way, Li cangmin not only killed the elder and most of his disciples, but also burned them in the competition arena. The hatred between the two sides could not be solved. If it wasn't for the gap of cultivation, Su Chenglin would have been unable to bear to take revenge.

In addition to Su Chenglin, there are many people in the audience who have hidden hatred in their eyes. For example, the ancient friars of the city master's mansion, Qianjia qianyijin and Murong Tong of the Murong family. Unfortunately, they dare to be angry and not to speak up. They can only hurt themselves secretly. They are weak and eat hard. However, when they bullied people, they were not so low-key and patient.

Murong Ling is well adapted to these forest rules, and always pays back what she comes out to mix with.

Suddenly, there was a commotion in the crowd. Looking up, it turned out that a handsome and romantic male monk had fallen from the sky. The man was wearing a high-grade Dharma suit, but he was not as elegant as other monks. On the contrary, he was elegant and handsome, and looked like a rich prince. His face was like a crown of jade, with sword eyebrows and star eyes, and his black eyes were full of seductive emotion and affection. Where he could see was that the nuns screamed and screamed, and his frenzied and sensational appearance was better than Li cangmin.

It turns out that this is yuwenjin, the long-standing leader of the Taiyi clan in the seclusion world, who is really attractive.

Suddenly, it was dark, but Li cangmin blocked her sight. He only listened to her seriously, "ling'er, this man is not a good man."

Murong Ling couldn't help laughing. She thought he was jealous and lovely, so she nodded, "well, I know that only his royal highness Qin is the best in the world."

The flattered royal highness of the king of Qin showed a smile and happily rewarded her with a bowl of iced juice, which was sour and sweet.

Yuwen Jin came late and made amends with others with a smile. Other people even said it was OK. Qianqiuxue exchanged greetings with him with a smile, "the skill of Linglong Pavilion auction was stolen a while ago. I don't know if Yuwen patriarch ever hunted down the thief?"

Yuwenjin's eyes flashed a dark light, and his handsome face was appropriately hung with a look of shame. "I'm incompetent. I let the thief run away. I'm here to accuse you. The silver auctioned out by the skill should be borne next time."

Linglong Pavilion is jointly organized by all the auction companies. The watchmen take turns to arrange each auction. Some people make trouble and damage the interests of the collective. Therefore, it is reasonable for him to ask for compensation.

It's just that all of you are human beings, so naturally you won't let him lose money. "Master Yuwen is serious. The thief must have planned for a long time, and the responsibility is not yours. Besides, yuwenzong's major is the highest in the whole hidden world. If you are incompetent, we are even more sorry. "

"Where there are talented people coming from, the night family's Li Daoyou is a rising star. I can't catch up with you and don't dare to be arrogant. Don't wear high hats for me." Yu Wen Jin said with a smile, arched his hand to the night chengshuang, "I haven't congratulated ye Daoyou yet. With Li Daoyou's help, the night home will be rebuilt in the near future."

All of you, except ye chengshuang, look a little mysterious. There are so many resources in this world. If ye family rises, it's not something they like to see.

"Master Yuwen is over praised. My family is obsessed with kendo. They don't practice foreign things. The progress of my disciples is slow, which is far worse than that of your Taoist friends."

Night chengshuang doesn't seem to hear Yu Wenjin's words of provocation. Her bronze face is rigorous and serious. She doesn't even move her eyebrows, but strangely lets everyone down. Jianxiu only needs one sword, so it doesn't need much resources. Therefore, it has the least conflicts with various schools. Instead of being on guard, it's better to win over as an alliance force. So people turn their fear into enthusiasm and exchange greetings with yechengshuang.

Yu Wen Jin's eyes sank. Feng Mingxue had the best relationship with him. He also had a grudge with Li cangmin. Naturally, he didn't want to look at the people holding night chengshuang smelly feet, so he began to interrupt the conversation. "You Taoist friends, it's not too early. It's time to start a contest."

Murong batian nodded, "just like this, please announce the beginning of Yuwen."

Yu Wenjin didn't refuse. He stood up and the noisy arena was quiet. His voice could be heard clearly by everyone with the amplification technique. He said, "you Taoist friends, today is the final of the ten-year yuan refining friars challenge competition. There are 21 Taoist friends in this competition. Now we announce the final rules, In the first round of the competition, each promoted disciple draws a number and duels with adjacent numbers. One of them is vacant. This continues until the top ten monks are listed and rich prizes are awarded. I hope you can give full play to your strength and win honor for your family and clan. Well, the game beginsTwenty one promoted friars were waiting at the side of the referee's bench. Immediately, a staff member came over with a box that could isolate the divine consciousness, and asked them to draw lots to record the public order number one by one, while Guan Zexian drew the wheel blank card.

Murong Ling could not help sighing, "this boy is lucky."

Isn't it? Today's final is similar to the roulette. If you can draw the wheel blank card, you can reduce the loss. Obviously, the probability of being at the top is more.

All of them looked envious, but Guan Zexian got a bargain and was still good at it. He sighed rather dejectedly, "I don't want to be on the run. I want to fight. Can I change the brand of this Taoist friend?"

Obviously, the staff didn't expect anyone to take advantage of it. As soon as they pulled out their lips, they said no to the friars in the competition

With that, for fear of being entangled, he immediately slipped away, handed the record number to the referee, and officially started the competition.

Murong Ling knew that he was the referee. He was the friar in the early days of the Yuan Dynasty who presided over the Miaoyin arena on that day. At this time, he sat on the flying weapon and read to the record book, "in the first competition, the emperor Gu Qinwan fought against Zhu Xiping."

As soon as Murong Ling's spirit was shocked, she straightened her soft waist and stared at the challenge arena.