I am not a serious young man

For Zheng Jian, Daoxuan is really helpless...

Zheng Jian smiled, "That's right, so I'm a cook!"

"Puchi..." Uncle Zeng, the head of Fenghui Peak, couldn't hold back his laughter...

Uncle Zeng often smiled like this, and everyone laughed too, and the originally stagnant atmosphere eased down instead.

Daoxuan shook his head and said: "That's all, Junior Brother Cangsong, you go outside and let the disciples from different veins participating in the competition come in and draw lots."

"Yes, Senior Sect Master." Cang Song glared at Zheng Jian before striding towards the outside of Yuqing Hall.

After a while, Cangsong walked in again, and the disciples of all the veins lined up behind him to follow Cangsong.

Zhang Xiaofan followed Qi Hao into this Yuqing Palace again, Second Uncle Wang suddenly sounded in his mind, and immediately whispered: "Senior Brother Qi, have you seen my Second Uncle Wang in Tongtian Peak in recent years?"

Qi Hao was startled when he heard the words, and immediately reacted, and replied in a low voice: "I've seen it a few times, and it's still the same. I run around on Tongtian Peak all day long, but there have always been people from Nagato's lineage. The disciple will take care of you, junior brother, you can rest assured."

Zhang Xiaofan responded, feeling a little heavy, he glanced towards the team at the Big Bamboo Peak, but met Lin Jingyu's gaze.

The eyes of the two met, and they both seemed to understand that they were reminding each other of the relatives and friends who died in the Caomiao Village massacre...

Daoxuan looked at the Qimai disciples lined up neatly, feeling a little emotional and a little dazed.

"Brother Sect Leader..." Cang Song whispered from the side.

Daoxuan suddenly returned to his senses, and nodded slightly.

Below, 63 disciples bowed in unison, "I have seen the real master."

Daoxuan smiled and said: "You don't need to be too polite, Junior Brother Cangsong, you can talk about it." After speaking, he returned to the middle chair and sat down.

Taoist Cangsong got up when he heard the sound, walked up to a group of disciples, and said loudly: "Everyone, I am from the Qingyun lineage, and the founder Qingyunzi founded the sect here, and it has been more than two thousand years, it is the Taoist sect Authentic, the leader of the righteous way. But the greater the reputation, the greater the responsibility. Every Qingyun disciple has resisted the demon religion for thousands of years. In order to prevent future generations from neglecting the cultivation of Taoism, and at the same time to guide and guide the backward, the Patriarch established the rules of martial arts with seven veins, one for one Jiazi, and it has been twenty years."

A group of young disciples were amazed when they heard the sound...

Cang Song paused for a moment, and said again: "This time, the number of participants in the Qimai Martial Art Competition has doubled. Everyone, please watch."

As he spoke, Cangsong pointed to the sandalwood box next to it, which had a small hole in it.

"In the box, there are a total of 63 wax pills, for numbers 63 to 64. You will sort them out one by one and draw lots later. Number 63 is against number [-], number [-] is against number [-], and so on to determine the winner of the first round. In the second round, lots will be re-drawn to determine the opponent until the final winner is determined."

"Uncle Cangsong, why is this number odd?"

Cangsong replied: "After communicating with the brothers in charge, it was decided that there will be a total of 63 people. If there are two duels, one person will have a bye. So, as long as you are lucky enough to draw the first lottery, then congratulations, you will Advance directly to the second round because there is no opponent number 64! Luck is also a part of strength."

As soon as Cang Song finished speaking, the entire Yuqing Palace was in an uproar...

On the chair on the left, Tian Buyi's expression turned pale, "Cangsong looks like a man this time... He didn't talk about me, Big Bamboo Peak, in front of the disciples of all branches..."

Reverend Daoxuan looked around, and the disciples gradually became quiet.

However, almost everyone is looking forward to being the lucky one in their hearts...

Who doesn't want a good omen right from the start?

"Then let's draw lots from my lineage..." Daoxuan said.

A total of ten people from Nagato Tongtian Peak stepped forward to draw lots in turn.

Qi Hao looked at it, feeling a little puzzled in his heart, "Huh...why don't you see Senior Brother Xiao?"

After Tongtian Peak disciples drew lots, Qi Hao led Zhang Xiaofan and other nine people from Longshou Peak to draw lots...

After a while, the 63 disciples drew lots, and each of them nervously took apart the wax pills to see their numbers.

Zheng Jian sat beside Cang Song and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Cang, why don't we make a bet on who will get number one?"

Cang Song raised his eyebrows, "Junior Brother, guess who will get it?"

Zheng Jian pondered for a while, "Of course I guess that my disciple will get number one!"

"Well... Speaking of which, Junior Brother, there is something about that disciple of yours... I haven't noticed it all the time, and now there is Yu Qingwu?" Cang Song glanced at Zhang Xiaofan, and he was shocked when he saw it. ...

Zheng Jian smiled reservedly, "It's nothing..."

Cang Song squinted at Zheng Jian, "Junior Brother Zheng, the corners of your mouth are almost behind your ears..."

"Senior Brother Cang, have you noticed that you have changed since you broke through to Shangqing Nine! The cold-faced and warm-hearted Senior Brother Cang died...you have become a bit cheap!"

"Heh, as the saying goes, those who are close to vermilion are red and those who are close to ink are black! As a brother with you, can I not change?"

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Chapter 462 Senior Brother Daoxuan, I Can't See You're Pretty Showy

Facing Cangsong's counterattack, Zheng Jian sneered and said, "If you change yourself, you will change. Why bother me? As the saying goes, if you come out of the mud, you will not be stained, and if you wash the waves, you will not be demon!"

Cang Song: "...you are right anyway, okay?"

Zheng Jian glanced at Cangsong, and said, "It's still the top seat of Longshou Peak, but you can only break through to Shangqing Nine by relying on my junior brother's provocative method... You can't even reach a Taiqing! You are naked!" Butt rubbing—it’s embarrassing to turn around in circles! When I meet someone in the future, don’t say you’re my brother!”

Cangsong's face instantly became the color of a pig's liver.

Daoxuan's complexion became extremely strange, seeing Cangsong's angry appearance, he forced a smile.

"Junior brother Zheng, why is your mouth so bad... Do you think what you said about Junior Brother Cangsong is so unbearable?"

Zheng Jiansha nodded seriously, "Yes! Patriarch Qingye once said: If you don't enter the Taiqing, you are all ants! Brother Cangsong, you are just an ant!"

Cangsong: "..."

Shuiyue: "!!" If I kill Zheng Jian now, will anyone object?

Daoxuan's face was serious, "Junior Brother Zheng, don't talk nonsense! When did Patriarch Qingye say that?"

Zheng Jian laughed and said, "Last night!"

"What?" Daoxuan was confused.

Zheng Jian chuckled, "Last night, Patriarch Qingye entrusted me with a dream, just to say this sentence: If you don't enter the Taiqing, you are all ants. The old man also said that the first person like Brother Cang who does not seek to make progress, let go He deserves a spanking in his hands!"

Daoxuan: "..." I really believed your nonsense.

The resentment value from Daoxuan is +4999.

"Junior brother Zheng, you are not allowed to slander the patriarch like this! Is Taiqing so easy to cultivate? Junior brother Zheng, I see you, you just put plaster all over your body - there are so many problems!"

Zheng Jian looked at Daoxuan in surprise, yes, you can actually say allegory?

"Senior Daoxuan's words are quite coquettish! I usually don't see it, Senior Brother Daoxuan, do you know? You are called Mensao..."

Daoxuan: "..."

The resentment value from Daoxuan is +5999.

"Puchi..."

It's still Uncle Zeng, this guy has been sitting upright, but his ears are very good, he has been secretly listening to the interaction between Zheng Jian and the three of them, holding back his laughter is very hard...

Until then, when he heard Zheng Jian say that the head of the sect, Daoxuan, was "mensao", Zeng Shuchang couldn't bear it anymore...

All the disciples were looking at their signatures, and even if there were exchanges, they were all very quiet, and the Yuqing Hall was relatively quiet overall.

Zeng Shuchang smiled, not to mention the disciples, even Shuiyue and Tian Buyi who were sitting in the opposite row looked over one by one.

All the bosses: "Why is it you again... Zeng Shuchang!"

Among the crowd, Feng Huifeng's Zeng Shushu: "...shame on me!"

Daoxuan suddenly felt that his face could not hold back, he gave Zheng Jian a vicious look, sat upright, and ignored Zheng Jian...

Cangsong is the same.

Zheng Jian turned his head and gave Zeng Shuchang a look, and the two of them understood.

"Ahem~ Do you know what your number is?" Master Daoxuan said seriously.

"Know~I know~" the 63 disciples responded in unison.

In the crowd, voices suddenly sounded one after another, all talking about their numbers to each other.

"Hey, I'm number 42, big brother, what's your number?" This is Lin Jingyu from Big Bamboo Peak.

"Number 25, ah, I'm not very proficient in counting for my brother, and I don't know what number the opponent should be..." Song Daren scratched his head in embarrassment, turned his eyes, landed on Xiaozhufeng's team, and stared at the number [-]. That beautiful figure is a little crazy.

They each talked for a long time, but they didn't hear anyone say that they were number one, and the leaders of all lines were very suspicious.

"Cangsong, wouldn't there be no number one?" Shuiyue frowned and said, Lu Xueqi, who she was looking forward to the most, didn't get a number one either.

Cang Song thought for a while, then stood up and said in a loud voice, "Who got the first lottery?"

The group of disciples suddenly fell into silence...

Zheng Jian wondered: Isn't Zhang Xiaofan the lucky one?

He looked over and found that Zhang Xiaofan was wandering in a daze, he couldn't help but ask: "Zhang Xiaofan, what's your number?"

Everyone's eyes immediately followed Zheng Jian's eyes...

Zhang Xiaofan came back to his senses in a daze, looked at the wax pill in his hand, okay, this guy hung up the phone just now, he didn't even take the wax pill apart.

The belated Zhang Xiaofan hastily unwrapped the wax pills, unfolded the note, and when he saw the writing on it, his eyes suddenly widened.

"I'm asking you a question...what's the date, tell me quickly!" Zheng Jian said impatiently, I'm already ready to pretend to be aggressive in front of everyone, what's the matter with you being out of shape?

Does it have to be old and stable, aiming for thousands of miles, sweeping away hunger, and being yourself?

Zhang Xiaofan stammered: "One, number one... I, I am, number one."

wow~

Everyone present was in an uproar...

Cang Song looked at Zhang Xiaofan in surprise, "Is it really number one?"

Zhang Xiaofan nodded timidly, and even flashed the note in his hand.

Cang Song looked back at Zheng Jian with a beaming expression on his face, "Junior Brother Zheng, your disciple is lucky!" Well, he didn't care about the bickering just now.

Zheng Jian enjoyed the envious eyes from Daoxuan, Shuiyue, Zeng Shuchang, Tian Buyi, Tian Yun, and Shang Zhengliang, and said calmly, "I feel a little ashamed for getting number one. Thoughts, I can't escape the vulgarity, probably so, probably I am a child without a city mansion, and keep the last trace of innocence..."

Daoxuan and the others all looked sideways... Isn't it just the number one drawn, why are you talking so sourly?

Seeing Zheng Jian's lowly expression and his contrived tone, all the leaders couldn't help but want to hit someone.

The resentment value from Daoxuan is +4999.

Zheng Jian suddenly had a feeling of high-ranking and few: This group of local turtles can't even get Lu Xun's writing skills, they are fighting turtles among the local turtles!

The juniors naturally dare not participate in the bickering among the big bosses.

Qihao turned his head, and suddenly slapped Zhang Xiaofan on the shoulder, "Good boy! Not bad, a good start!"

Zhang Xiaofan was caught off guard, almost gave Qi Ritian a slap to send him away...

Even Lin Jingyu ran over from Dazhufeng's team, "Xiaofan, you are really number one! You are so lucky..."

Zhang Xiaofan looked at his little friend who grew up together, "Jing Yu, what's your number?"

"I am number 42..." Lin Jingyu pursed his mouth and said, the baby didn't get the number one, the baby is not happy...

Seeing Lin Jingyu's expression, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't help showing a smile.

……

Zhang Xiaofan got number one, Cangsong also felt honored, took a look at Daoxuan, asked the headmaster's opinion, and then continued: "Okay, everyone, be quiet for a while."

A group of disciples saw that the chief in charge of punishment had spoken, and they were all silent.

"In a while, everyone will report to me together with their names and signatures. Afterwards, the red list will be posted outside the Yuqing Palace, so that everyone can know their opponents. Now, please tell everyone a few more words."

Reverend Daoxuan looked at this group of young faces, and the resentment towards Zheng Jian in his heart was thrown out of the sky. They are the future of Qingyun Sect...

"Everyone, if you can stand out from nearly a thousand disciples and become representatives of each branch, it proves that you are all excellent and good seedlings. In the future, the burden of us old fellows will still be handed over to you slowly. !"

"I won't talk nonsense, I just want to say one thing here. After I discussed with the chief elders, starting from this Qimai martial arts competition, I will give the final No.1 a small reward every time. This time The reward for the final winner of the Qimai Martial Art Competition is a magic weapon—the Liuhe mirror!"

The 63 disciples immediately became excited. Of course, the newcomers like Zhang Xiaofan, Lin Jingyu and others naturally didn't know...

Qi Hao turned around excitedly and said to Zhang Xiaofan: "Xiaofan, Liuhejing!"

Zhang Xiaofan: "...What is Liuhe mirror?"

"Ah, I forgot that you don't know! The Liuhe Mirror is a magic weapon handed down by Wu Fangzi, the tenth generation patriarch of our sect. It is extremely powerful. It is said that as long as the aura is enough, it can deflect all attacks!"