My younger brother is a tree demon

Fendingmen, Chen Jiuyuan.

The popular figure in this sword trial meeting, right?

Jiang Fengqiao had fought against him before, and he won by a few tricks, but he didn't expect the opponent to be bitter.

But think about it, if Jiang Fengqiao himself lost such a move and missed the championship, it would really be regarded as a great regret.

However, the loser wasn't Jiang Fengqiao after all.

So Jiang Fengqiao's expression was very calm. Even when he saw Chen Jiuyuan targeting him like this, he showed a little indifference.

In all fairness, he doesn't like whoever makes such a shot behind his back.

"Your Excellency, it's your business. It's just that you do it without saying hello, and almost hurt my disciples, but it's not good."

When talking, Jiang Fengqiao was still smiling, but his dissatisfaction and disapproval towards Chen Jiuyuan were evident in his eyes.

In Fendingmen, Chen Jiuyuan was also regarded as a disciple that Taoist Gujue valued very much. Fendingmen and Hanshanmen had actually been friends for many years, but these two most capable disciples did not seem to get along well.

Qi Huai was blocked by Jiang Fengqiao, and now he was frowning with dissatisfaction all over his face.

It's just that if I ignore the previous grievances and think about it, I feel warm in my heart.It's a pity that human beings may think that people who are not of our race must have different hearts, let alone... he really has malicious intentions when he goes up the mountain?

For a while, Qi Huai just stood behind Jiang Fengqiao, did not speak, and listened to the exchange of the two people in front.

Chen Jiuyuan is not a troublemaker, he just used his sword to test it out, "I just used my sword to try, if you can't even avoid this sword, are you worthy of being my opponent?"

This sentence made Jiang Fengqiao laugh angrily, "People in the world, as long as they dare to stand in front of you and strike you with a sword, then this person is your opponent. It doesn't matter whether your status is high or low, the sword is only based on your heart. Ruo Ignore every opponent standing in front of you, then you will definitely fail the second time, and the third time. This is all Jiang said, and he still has important things to do, so he will leave."

After finishing speaking, he turned around directly, took a look at Qi Huai, and then headed into the sword-testing building.

With a somewhat sneer on Chen Jiuyuan's face, he watched Jiang Fengqiao walk in with the little man, and then remembered what the master said, but he only murmured: "Today, he still looks upright, but in the future The incident..."

Touching his chin, Chen Jiuyuan turned around and walked through the corridor.

The scenery at Hanshan Gate was pretty good, but it was Chen Jiuyuan, not Jiang Fengqiao, who wanted to appreciate all of this.

The lottery ceremony will be held this afternoon, and the preparations for the relevant matters are all here in the sword test building.

Jiang Fengqiao walked directly into the side hall and saw several deacon disciples preparing for it, so he asked, "How's the preparation going?"

A deacon disciple wrote and said: "It's almost sealed, but the schedule is not ready yet."

Jiang Fengqiao just walked over and took out the paper sticks in the lottery holder to look at them.

The lottery is also a big event, after all, who the opponents of each monk will affect the subsequent results.If you encounter a strong enemy in the first battle, you will soon get out of this sword test meeting. On the contrary, it will be different if your opponent is weak.

Jiang Fengqiao was just doing a routine inspection. In the past, this was done by the elders, but now Jiang Fengqiao's cultivation base is not low, and he doesn't participate in the sword test meeting, so the final inspection is left to him.

Qi Huai walked over curiously, seeing those deacon disciples writing on the paper, and wanted to try it, but the deacon disciples didn't stop him, only seeing that he was brought over by Jiang Fengqiao, so he didn't say anything.

It's just that Jiang Fengqiao saw his movements, and scolded him: "I asked you to help, not to ask you to write a signature. There is no one to draw pictures in the back hall, you go."

"what?"

Qi Huai was really stunned, why not draw a stick?

Jiang Fengqiao took it for granted, "I just pulled you here by the way, and I didn't really ask you to do anything. If you don't want to, you can watch it here, or go to the Sutra Pavilion in front to pass the time. The competition will start tomorrow. You are also on the list, don't be lazy."

Well, he's preaching again.

Sometimes Qi Huai felt powerless, he knew that it was impossible to leave it to himself, so he could only go to the back in resentment.

Here at Jiang Fengqiao, Qi Huai, a newcomer, really has no right to speak.

When he saw Qi Huai's sullen back, he couldn't hold back his lips. This kid probably thought he was cleaning him up.

Seeing Jiang Fengqiao's smile, the deacon disciples on the side joked, "Young senior brother doesn't look very happy."

The inner disciples are higher than the outer disciples, so when they see the inner disciples, they always call them senior brothers. It's just that Qi Huai is young. I was depressed and quarreled for a long time, but Jing Lan said, "If you want to be called a junior, no one will stop you", she just beat you up.

From then on, Qi Huai never mentioned this matter again.

Of course, after he knew that Jiang Fengqiao had given Jing Lan those words, the object of his hatred naturally shifted.

Jiang Fengqiao said: "He is just a child at heart, so don't pay attention to him. Where is the special signature, let me have a look."

Because of the nine immortal sects in Kyushu, seven people from each immortal sect participated in the battle, so there are only 63 people, 62 normal lotteries, and one special white lottery.During the lottery draw in the afternoon, those who got a white lottery had no opponents and would directly advance to the next round, which was considered the only lucky factor in the entire Kyushu Sword Trial Conference.

It's like this every year, and of course the most interesting thing is the guessing about the lucky one every year.

Some people are just bored, such as Jing Lan, who opened a bet in the door early, asking everyone to bet together to see who can draw this lucky lottery.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fengqiao had already taken the blank lottery handed over by the disciple deacon, which was rolled up with ordinary rice paper.

He unfolded the paper, pressed it with a paperweight, picked up a pen, and drew a circle on the paper. After blowing it dry, he wrapped it gently with his own hands, and put it in the stick that had been checked before. , raised his hand and drew a seal, "The lottery will be held in two hours. No one can untie this seal. When you go up with the lottery tube in a while, you will open it in public. The lottery is a big matter, don't take it lightly."

"Yes, Big Brother."

The deacons and disciples took orders one after another, but Jiang Fengqiao went out of the gate and walked along the corridor to the pill workshop.

Casualties are unavoidable in the sword test conference, and all aspects must be prepared. Although each fairy sect must have prepared its own people, but when it is inevitable that they are not strong enough, the Hanshan sect only needs to be fully prepared.

Jiang Fengqiao left the sword test building with his front foot, and Elder Wen Dao came in with his back foot.

As soon as he came in, he asked, "Is the drawing of lots ready?"

"Reporting to Elder Wen Dao, the preparations are ready. Eldest brother has already experienced it just now." The deacon disciple felt strange, why did elder Wen Dao come again after the elder brother came?Didn't it mean that the matter of this sword trial meeting was handed over to the elder brother?

It's just that after hearing that the elder is an elder after all, this disciple didn't dare to say anything, so he could only answer respectfully.

When Wen Dao heard it, he smiled calmly and said: "Fengqiao is a disciple after all, the matter of drawing lots is of great importance, I will check again."

This time to participate in the sword test meeting, there are only four disciples under the head of the sect, Mo Hui, Jing Lan, Shang Baichi and Qi Huai who has just started, the other four people, but two are from Elder Wen Dao, one It is the disciple of Elder Xu Dao, but there is no one under the elder Lun Dao.Most of these things are taken care of by the disciples under the head of the sect. After all, they are selected based on their cultivation base. It's just that Master Kongxian doesn't like to recruit disciples, so ordinary disciples have the opportunity.

What's more, the second disciple Bai Liang has practiced outside and has not returned to the monastery for many years. The eldest disciple Jiang Fengqiao has already won the first place twice, so it would be too much of a deceit to participate again, so only three places will be vacated.

I heard that Elder Dao's disciples are considered outstanding in the sect, but they are a bit shorter than the disciples under the sect master's seat when it comes to everything.

Over the years, Elder Wen Dao has also been aggrieved.

Jiang Fengqiao didn't participate in the sword test meeting. As long as he arranged properly, his disciples could still win the championship.

I heard that the purpose of the Elder's coming here is not pure.

When he stretched his hand into the stick, he broke the seal and went to check the paper stick inside.

Jiang Fengqiao, who was walking back on the other side, had already sensed it almost the moment the seal was broken. Elder Wen Dao really had a wild heart.

Jiang Fengqiao thought about it for a while. It is useless to report such trivial matters to the head. He might as well deal with them himself.

Turn around and walk directly from the side corridor to the apse. The people behind are drawing the distribution map of the ring, so that they can be pasted in a suitable place, so that the spectators and monks who come to Hanshanmen for the first time can find the place they are looking for.Qi Huai was here to help, but his posture of holding the pen was wrong no matter what, like a chicken paw, he was ridiculed by the monks who drew the picture for a long time.

When he was feeling extremely depressed, Qi Huai heard Jiang Fengqiao's voice. He looked up and saw Jiang Fengqiao standing in front of the steps calling him over.

Qi Huai didn't expect him to come out from behind, so he was taken aback. He just put down the damn pen and walked towards Jiang Fengqiao.

Jiang Fengqiao whispered a few words to him, and seeing Qi Huai's strange expression, he patted his head: "Did you hear that?"

"I heard, I heard." Qi Huai had a headache, thinking that he didn't know who Jiang Fengqiao learned to beat people from, really...

However, what Jiang Fengqiao said...

Qi Huai held back the dark light in his eyes, just in time for him to do some calculations.

He walked from the back hall to the front, and because of his young age, he said he wanted to look at the lottery again, but he just looked at it, did not break the outer seal, and left after reading it.

When it was time to draw lots in the afternoon, all the disciples who participated in the sword test meeting were arranged one by one in the Hancui Hall according to their positions, and the lottery tube was brought up by the deacon disciples, and each sect went up to draw.

Elder Wen Dao was smiling, with his eyelids closed, with a calm expression on his face.

The first one to go up to draw lots this year was Hanshan Gate. Jing Lan was originally the leader, but seeing Qi Huai poking his head there, he said, "Your boy is young, so you might have a good luck. In the past, the big brother drew lots, and the white lottery never Not in our school, you go up and try."

This Jing Lan was mocking him, Jiang Fengqiao, overtly and secretly.

Jiang Fengqiao, who was in front of the chair and watched all this, was really speechless.But the goal has been achieved...

Qi Huai walked over, touched seven sticks with one hand and signed them out, and everyone will draw them when they come back.Watching everyone take the lottery away from him, but no one took that lottery, and finally there were two lottery left, only Qi Huai and Shang Baichi did not move, when Shang Baichi stretched out his hand towards the lottery , Qi Huai suddenly said: "This lottery is mine."

He took a lot himself, and the rest belonged to Shang Baichi.

I heard that the two disciples under the elder's seat, a man and a woman, one Zhou Yun and one Mu Qian'er, were a little strangely excited at the moment, but their complexions were already pale the moment they opened the lottery.

Elder Wen Dao was very happy at first, but when he saw his disciple's face, he knew something bad had happened.

Shang Baichi took the last stick, unfolded it, and there was a circle drawn on it—a white stick.

In the first round, a white lottery was drawn, and the Hanshanmen was also lucky. It hadn't been drawn for so many years, and it was done by changing to a young disciple, which made people laugh immediately.

Finally, after the match list came out, Jiang Fengqiao had already left the main hall, and Qi Huai chased after him holding the No. 26 lottery in his hand, "Big brother, big brother!"

"Okay, I haven't pursued the matter of the white lottery with you yet. It's not good that you plotted against Brother Shang in the end." Originally, Jiang Fengqiao left the lottery to Qi Huai, but Qi Huai didn't want it and gave it to him. Jiang Fengqiao, he has his bones, but Shang Baichi must be uncomfortable.

"What's wrong with me giving the lottery to Senior Brother Shang? Wouldn't it be nice to miss a fight?" Qi Huai just pretended that he didn't know anything, and acted like he was doing Shang Baichi's best.

Jiang Fengqiao took the lottery from his hand, looked at the order, and returned it to him, saying: "Your brother Shang will be at a disadvantage if you miss a fight. You clearly don't like him, so why make any excuses?"

Shang Baichi couldn't tell why he was so flustered right now.

Qi Huai curled up his lips and smiled: "Why do I feel that Senior Brother Shang knows Senior Brother Shang very well, and still prefer him?"

Jiang Fengqiao took two steps forward with his hands behind his back, then stopped again, "Is there any?"

"Yes, I have."

Standing behind Jiang Fengqiao, Qi Huai was still smiling all over his face when he spoke, but after he finished speaking, his face darkened in an instant.

Shang Baichi was uncomfortable in a little competition, isn't he uncomfortable?

Say no partiality, who would believe it?