my stand alone system

Chapter 19 Lottery
In the majestic and spacious Yuqing Hall, Taoist Cangsong stood in front of the hall and kept talking, nothing more than the glory and glorious history of the Qingyun Sect. These commonplace things, the ears of all the disciples were almost numb.

If it wasn't for Cangsong's high virtue in Qingyun Sect, probably no disciple would listen to his ramblings. What everyone didn't know was that the real Cangsong in front of him was replaced by another person, but how could it be possible?After all, in their eyes, the Cangsong is a powerful existence, but in Qian Mo's eyes, whether it is the current Cangsong or the real Cangsong in the past, they are all ants.

But there were also a few disciples who listened carefully, they were just new disciples with good cultivation talents, some disciples even exclaimed when they heard Taoist Cangsong talk about the history of Qingyun Sect.

The corner of Qian Mo's mouth twitched, it was really a fuss.Not bad, my subordinate is becoming more and more similar.

Seeing the reactions of the disciples, Taoist Cangsong nodded in satisfaction, and said again: "To this day, my Qingyun Sect is prosperous and prosperous under the leadership of Daoxuan sect head brother, far better than the previous life. There are countless outstanding people in the younger generation, so this time After the senior brothers in charge discussed with the leaders of each branch, the number of special generals in the big test was once 64, so as to avoid any regrets."

Hearing this, Qian Mo curled her lips, what do you mean by negotiating with the leaders of each line, isn't it just the two of you discussing and finally making a decision, the heads of other lines didn't participate in the discussion at all, they just agreed.

At this time, Tian Buyi sat at the head of Daoxuan Daoxuan, his face was expressionless, but there was a look of impatience in his eyes, after all, the increase of the number of people in the competition was said to be a discussion with the leaders of each branch, but in fact it was not the two of them who had the final say.

Taoist Cangsong continued to say: "This big test, the number of people has doubled, so there are some changes in the lottery, please take a look."

While speaking, he pointed to the open space on the right side of the main hall. Everyone looked there and saw a big mahogany box, square and square, with only a small hole in the top so that the arm could be inserted into it. .

"In this mahogany box, there are a total of 64 wax pills, each of which is wrapped with a note with numbers from one to 64 written on it."

The disciples seemed to know the rules, and there was a commotion, Taoist Cangsong ignored it, and continued: "After the lottery is completed, the competition will be based on the number, the number one is against 64, the number two is against 63, and the number three is against 62. By analogy, in the second round after that, the winners of No. 64 and No. 63 will face the winners of No. [-] and No. [-], and so on until the final battle, do you understand?"

In the plot, due to the insufficient number of people in the Dazhufeng lineage, the number one lottery has an automatic bye in the first round. After all, there are only 63 people in total, but there is no number 64 lottery.

I remember that Zhang Xiaofan was lucky to get the first lottery in the Qimai Martial Arts Competition, so he had a lucky bye, but now because of Qianmo's joining, it may or may not change.

Tian Buyi sat on the seat, snorted coldly, and cast a disdainful glance at Cang Song, who became more and more unhappy.

At this moment, Master Daoxuan stood up and looked around. As the head of Qingyun Sect, he was silent all around, nodded insignificantly and said: "In that case, everyone go to draw lots."

In an instant, the eyes of the disciples in the main hall all fell on the mahogany box. First, five disciples from the sect leader, including Qian Mo, came out, walked to the box one by one, each took out a wax pill, and then Longshoufeng The disciples of the first branch returned to their original positions after Qianmo finished drawing.

Lin Jingyu said hello to Zhang Xiaofan, and went out to draw lots first, Zhang Xiaofan glanced at his back, his eyes finally fell on Tian Linger.

Qian Mo's eyes looked around the hall, and finally looked at the seven heads sitting in the hall and the elders. Among these people, from Daoxuan down, Taoist Cangsong, Taoist Tianyun, Shang Zhengliang, Zeng Shuchang , Master Shuiyue and other heads of various lines, he had seen them three years ago.

Qian Mo's gaze stayed on Master Shuiyue for a while, and finally landed on Lu Xueqi who was behind her.

Lu Xueqi also noticed Qian Mo's gaze, turned her head and looked at him with beautiful eyes, the two eyes met in the air, and they only had each other in their eyes.

"Xueqi?"

Seeing Lu Xueqi in a dazed state, Shuiyue followed her gaze and saw Qian Mo in the crowd. She was slightly taken aback, and then a smile appeared on her delicate face. She did not forget that three years ago, Lingzun gave this child Attitude.

Looking at Lu Xueqi again, he found a trace of emotion in her eyes, sighed slightly, and felt a little anticipation in his heart. Three years have passed, and he doesn't know how far Qianmo's cultivation has reached.

If he can rank among the top three in the Qimai Martial Arts Competition, it would be fine for Xue Qi to be with him.

"Xueqi, it's time to draw lots."

Shuiyue's voice rang in her ears, Lu Xueqi came back to her senses, and hurriedly withdrew her gaze, fearing that her expression would be noticed by the master, but two blushes uncontrollably appeared on her beautiful cheeks.

"Yes, Master."

Lu Xueqi responded, and eight female disciples walked out of Zhufeng's lineage, including Wen Min and Lu Xueqi.

Qian Mo bowed slightly to Shuiyue, at this time there were only two branches of Dazhufeng and Xiaozhufeng left in the hall, Song Daren and the others from Dazhufeng went to the box one by one, took out wax pills, and then walked back to His Highness.

At this time, above the main hall, all the disciples checked the wax pills one after another, and the elders of the various veins sitting at the top couldn't help but get nervous, staring at their own disciples, hoping that the disciples would draw a good lottery and get a weaker one. Disciples are naturally better.

As if responding to the mood of the teachers, the young disciples of His Royal Highness Qingyun Sect reported their numbers one by one: "Ah, I am number 25."

"I am number 31, how many are you?"

"Oh, I'm number 46, I don't know what number my opponent is, let me figure it out"

Qian Mo walked up to Zhang Xiaofan, smiled and said, "Xiaofan, what number did you draw?"

"Number one."

Qian Mo held the No. [-] lottery in his hand, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He was worthy of being the protagonist of the plot. If he hadn't joined in, he might have had his bye.

Above the main hall, Taoist Cangsong frowned while looking at the disciples who were discussing a lot below, and immediately said loudly: "Okay, since the lottery has been drawn, all disciples will come to me and report their names according to the lottery number. After posting it on the red list later, you will know who your opponent is, now let the sect master brother speak."

The disciples who were a little noisy at first became quiet when they heard that Master Daoxuan was going to come out to speak. Master Daoxuan stood up from his seat, walked slowly in front of the crowd, glanced at the disciples, and finally landed on Qian On Mo, slightly raised the tip of his mouth.

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