"What's the solution, I didn't make the format. Jing Yao smiled.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of breaking the sky in the sky, which was the flowing sound of the fairy sword cutting through the airflow, and when I looked up, I saw three old men with childish faces coming from the fairy wind dao bone crane.

The long hair is fluttering, the robe is flying, and the style of a fairy family is present.

Zhao Shengnan said enviously: "It would be great if one day I could fly with a sword." ”

"Uh...... I don't think you'd better dream. Jing Yao struck: "You use a hammer, or the kind of thunder man." Besides, if someone else's sword is your hammer, it will be treated as a UFO. ”

......

The three old men who came from the sword were the witnesses of this event, Elder Songxi of the Little Ru Peak, Elder Qingfeng of the Great Ru Peak, and Elder Mingyue of the Sage Peak, two men and one woman also complemented each other.

Elder Songxi and Elder Mingyue glanced at each other, and invariably left the main position to the sage elder of the Great Confucian Peak, the three peaks of Qingtian, headed by the Great Confucian, and they were the head of the Qingfeng Elder Horse.

Elder Qingfeng is a slightly chubby old man, with a kind and kind face, and he is the most unfortunate elder.

Elder Qingfeng smiled slightly, waved his hand at the miscellaneous disciples, and said loudly: "The disciples are the cornerstone of my Heavenly Bloodline, the cornerstone is unstable and the pavilion is difficult to rest. ”

Jing Yao pursed her lips, if it was really the cornerstone of the sky, she would not be so unappreciated, and she didn't even attend the first seat of a peak, how could she talk about prosperity?

She couldn't help but look at Elder Songxi of Little Ru Peak, only to see that this crane-haired and childlike old man couldn't help but yawn, and even waved his hand to signal Elder Qingfeng of Great Ru Peak to enter the topic as soon as possible.

Elder Qingfeng coughed dryly, straightened his voice and said: "This seat is not nonsense, although the disciples who are listed as participating in the competition come forward to draw lots, the rules of the competition are determined according to cultivation, and they are divided into three groups: A, B, and C." Those who practice Qi from level 1 to level 3 are in a group, those who practice Qi at levels 4 to 6 are in a group, and those who practice Qi from levels 7 to 9 are in a group. ”

"Dare to ask the elder, how to distribute it in case of an odd number?" A miscellaneous disciple in the audience found the clue and couldn't help but ask out loud.

Because there are so many people who sign up, there will always be people who can't be assigned opponents.

"It's simple, and the one that misses it goes straight to the qualification. After Elder Qingfeng finished speaking, he nodded at a few disciples, and those disciples immediately carried two large boxes to the sword testing platform, and after opening them, the boxes were filled with one-foot-long bamboo carved wooden sticks.

Disciples, look at me, I look at you, they are not the first to go up to draw lots, which makes the three elders frown, and even the courage to try is lacking, it seems that this group of disciples is not very good.

Jing Yao pursed her lips, jumped lightly to the sword test platform, took a bamboo stick in her hand, looked at it, and said casually: "A 7"

turned around and said to Zhao Shengnan: "Come on, if I win, I will naturally go to watch you play." ”

"In the same way, if I win, I will cheer for you. ”

Jing Yao's ease made the three elders nod, it seems that this year's miscellaneous disciples are not all waste, there are still a few outstanding disciples.

But when Zhao Shengnan came to the stage to draw lots, Elder Qingfeng's cheeks suddenly trembled.

He pointed to the Sky Hammer that Zhao Shengnan tied to his waist, and said in a trembling voice: "Two Elders, it's not that my old eyes are dizzy, and I actually saw the Sky Hammer. ”