As soon as the winter passed, the disciples of the blessed land of Qiushui, just like the animals that had been hiding in the mountains for a winter, sniffed the air outside the cave in front of the cave, tasted the spring water flowing through the residual snow on both sides of the river, and found that the winter was really gone, so they came out of the cave with joy. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The vitality of the autumn water, which was solidified by the winter, began to revive again.

On this day, it is also the day when the Qiushui Sword Trial Conference announces the list of disciples and draws lots, and early in the morning, all the disciples of the blessed land flock to the Pisces Peak Dojo where the list is released, and it is also the place where the Qiushui Sword Trial will compete in the future.

Although most of the disciples already knew the list of blessed lands where they were, they also wanted to see the lists of other blessed lands.

Of course, what is more interesting is the lottery, and the disciples who participated in the competition must be in person to participate in the lottery, so many ordinary disciples of Qiushui can finally see those who don't go out in the blessed land on weekdays.

"Ye Xiao of Xuanwu Pavilion, Zhao Xuanjun of Lingyun Pavilion,"

Among the disciples who were chattering in the dojo, as soon as the list was pasted, a group of female disciples screamed excitedly.

Of course, when the male disciple saw Mu Ningshuang's name, he was no less excited than the female disciple.

"Baiyun Temple?"

Some of the old disciples of Qiushuimen finally discovered this list, and the difference from previous years was that Baiyunguan also had people participating in the competition this year.

"Baiyunguan, isn't it the gang of mud legs who are responsible for planting the land for Qiushuimen? What are they doing here?"

Someone was puzzled and then laughed.

"This disciple of Baiyun Temple is called Li Yunsheng, why does it sound so familiar?"

"It's the disciple of the rootless immortal vein newly acquired by Baiyun Temple, and there was a lot of uproar in Qiushuimen before. ”

"By the way, it's him!"

Someone actually recognized Li Yunsheng.

"I also remembered that in the autumn of this year, he also came to our temple to deliver immortal food, black and thin like a bamboo pole, it is estimated that it is not enough for you to punch Senior Brother!"

"Hahaha. ”

"This white cloud looks like he's going to lose face this year, and I'll draw lots to see who is so lucky to draw him. ”

A group of people almost ridiculed it, and some disciples of the blessed land who didn't know each other also got together because of Li Yunsheng.

"Get out of here!"

Just when the disciple, who didn't know which blessed land he came from, was talking about how Li Yunsheng had teased him when Li Yunsheng went to their temple to deliver immortal food that day, a cold voice interrupted them.

"You're looking for... Mu, Mu Ningshuang, teacher, junior sister?"

Someone said this, the disciple turned his head angrily, but when he saw the beautiful face behind him, the anger on his face immediately dissipated, and he didn't know what to say.

"Get out. ”

Mu Ningshuang frowned and repeated again.

The man didn't know why, but instead of being annoyed, he let go of his body apologetically, and watched Mu Ningshuang leave with a distracted eye.

"You're too cowardly, aren't you?"

A fellow student next to him laughed.

"You haven't been scolded, you have been scolded by the first beauty of Xianfu, it's cool!"

The man smiled lewdly.

As soon as Mu Ningshuang came, the disciples who were selected after him also arrived, and when Zhao Xuanjun and his party arrived, these disciples who were already well-known in the Immortal Mansion could not help but set off a commotion in the dojo.

"Everyone is here, right?"

An elder of Qiushuimen, who was in charge of drawing lots, asked a disciple in charge of registration next to him with a smile. Seeing that Qiushui has many talents, he is very pleased that this old man is very pleased.

"Well, it's done!"

The registered disciple looked at the list and said.

Hearing this, the elder smiled and nodded, so he walked to the front of the stage and said loudly: "Since everyone has arrived, let's all come and draw lots." ”

"And one more!"

Before his words fell, Zhao Xuanjun and Mu Ningshuang spoke almost in unison.

Zhao Xuanjun glanced at Mu Ningshuang in surprise, but Mu Ningshuang avoided his gaze and stopped talking.

"Who is the other?"

The Elder of the Autumn Water Gate was surprised.

"Baiyun Temple, Li Yunsheng. ”

Zhao Xuanjun pointed to Li Yunsheng's name on the list behind him.

The elder was stunned for a moment, carefully looked at the list, and said in his heart, why did this Baiyun Temple send a disciple to participate in the sword test this year?

He frowned and glared at the disciple next to him who was in charge of registration, and the disciple said with a panicked expression: "Disciple damn it, there is indeed a disciple named Li Yunsheng who has been missed!"

After the matter was clarified, the elder shouted to the audience: "Has Li Yunsheng from Baiyun Temple come?"

After shouting and no one responded, he couldn't help frowning.

"Since he didn't come, it's better to invalidate, anyway, he will be targeted when he comes!"

The audience didn't know who said this, which immediately caused a burst of laughter.

"Hahaha, yes, yes, the disciple of Baiyun Temple, farming, come to compete, is it a joke?"

"Don't wait for him, smoke it!"

The elder didn't have a good impression of this unpunctual disciple, so he listened to the coaxing from the audience, so he looked at the selected disciple on the stage and said, "What do you think?"

"Waiting for such people is just a waste of time. ”

Ye Xiao of Xuanwu Pavilion said coldly.

As soon as he said this, some of the selected disciples behind him immediately echoed him.

"Then don't wait..."

"I'm willing to wait. ”

Hearing this, the elder was about to make a decision, but was interrupted again by Zhao Xuanjun.

"Zhao Xuanjun, although you and I have some festivals, you won't be so blatantly opposed to me in front of everyone, right?"

Ye Xiao sneered.

"No, it has nothing to do with you, I, Zhao Xuanjun, haven't been stingy to that extent. ”

Zhao Xuanjun said with a gentle face.

"Why is that?"

Ye Xiao said a little angrily.

"Because Li Yunsheng is the opponent I want to meet the most in this competition. ”

As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar on and off the stage.

"Did I hear me right? Zhao Xuanjun said that the kid from Baiyunguan was the opponent he wanted to meet the most?"

"Did you hear it wrong, that Baiyunguan, where is it qualified to fight with Zhao Xuanjun?"

"Yes, it must be this Zhao Xuanjun who deliberately teased Ye Xiao!"

Just when everyone was puzzled, Mu Ningshuang also stood up and said expressionlessly:

"I'm willing to wait. ”

The male disciples under the stage all exploded, and this Mu Ningshuang, who has always been as cold as frost and doesn't look at the men of Qiushuimen, would actually intercede for a disciple of Baiyunguan who can only farm?

"This..."

As soon as Mu Ningshuang stood up, Elder Liu was a little embarrassed, and asked curiously, "Who is this Li Yunsheng, why do even disciples like Zhao Xuanjun and Mu Ningshuang intercede for him?"

Just when he was hesitating, Zhao Xuanjun suddenly said:

"Don't wait, he's coming. ”

Everyone followed his gaze and looked back, only to see a thin figure, ragged clothes, and disheveled hair... The boy walked over a little embarrassed.

Li Yunsheng's appearance first stunned everyone, and then the audience burst into laughter.

"Where did this come from, Hanako?"

"Baiyunguan can't even afford to wear clothes?"

"This kind of person can also participate in the sword trial?"

However, Li Yunsheng still walked over without changing his face in the ridicule of the audience.

Coming to the stage, Zhao Xuanjun asked a little depressedly: "Brother Yunsheng, how can you be so embarrassed?"

"Out of the way, just a couple of mad dogs. ”

Li Yunsheng scratched his head a little embarrassed, and then his gaze fell to a corner of the stage, where several disciples of the Xuanwu Pavilion were laughing.