The heroes were silent and breathing could be heard.

Between the two mountains and one water, there are only the ignorant bird songs, occasionally rippling in the silence.

Yuan Zai was so proud of the heroes, and his face was still calm. He continued: "Just just now, I have seen the heroes who have been listed on the list today, including more than 60 sects, all sects, disciples, and 973 people. If they are divided into two groups, they will not only last for a long time, but also consume more and more, and they will not be what the wishes of all sects!

Therefore, under the pretext of "Shiwu's method", all sects are asked to choose and make decisions by themselves: Any sect that is listed on the list of the sects and sects who are less than five knights can choose to recommend one person to compete on stage; those who are more than five people and less than ten people can choose to recommend two people to compete on stage; those who are more than ten people and less than fifteen people can choose to recommend three people to compete on stage, and so on.

When choosing and recommending people, you must follow the drawing method to determine the order of the stage. There is no time limit for the competition, but you must face off in two matches, and the fists, the soldiers and hidden weapons cannot be stopped. When one side gives up his words, or falls outside the four sides, it is a defeat. Once the victory or defeat is divided, the winner will not take action to harm him again; the loser must also be willing to bet and accept the loss, and cannot be entangled on the stage again.

The leaders of various sects, such as the abbot, the abbot, the supervisor, the chief general, the lieutenant, and the common leaders of the various sects, sects, sects, halls, and valleys, are not included in the selection and recommendation. After all the people elected by the sect are defeated, they can then draw lots and make a decision and take action on stage. Do not blame the sect for storing the stage and fall into the style of the sect.

On stage, we will compete for the victory or defeat, and we will not decide on life or death. I hope all the heroes will know. However, there are no eyes on swords and swords, even if there are casualties, it is inevitable. All sects must not gather to fight and disturb the meeting. Otherwise, the monks of the Buddhist sect will drive the sects out of the venue to serve as a warning to others and face the hearing!"

After Yuan Zai said that, the discussions of the heroes started to rise like a tide and an uproar.

The people of small sects and even gossipers had been worried before, and they were worried that the high sects would exhaust their strength with their wheel tactics with the large number of people and powerful people, and finally had to surrender. At this time, they were happy to hear the "Shijun method" and naturally applauded.

However, there are many sects such as the Shimen, Taoist, Zoroastrian, and Diancang Sect, and some of them have complex expressions or frowns. There are many people with outstanding martial arts skills in each school. However, they are quarreling and it is difficult to make a choice for a while.

In addition, there are idle clouds and wild cranes like the "Eight Eccentrics of Yangzhou", who are used to winning by fighting in groups. When they learned that they had to be separated and confronted with the heroes, they were full of complaints and resentment. If they had not been concerned about the many stick-holding monks standing, they would almost point at Yuan Zai's nose and curse...

It is also a common human nature to be unable to suppress the feelings of the masses and to prevent them. Even if there are unreasonable words, Yuan Zai just laughs it off in his ears.

When the voices of the heroes gradually became less and less, Yuan Zai raised his sleeves and said with a smile: "The heroes of all of us have the intention to take the stage. I think it's hard to make a decision after a while. Therefore, I told Master Yin Xiao of Henan yesterday that he had already ordered the left and right teachers of Luoyang to practice a few dance music. Now he is waiting outside the venue. At this time, we can call us to cheer up all the heroes!"

After hearing this, the heroes relaxed their eyebrows slightly and cheered.

After a while, several oil-walled carts slowly drove in and stopped in front of the gate. Twelve bellies with colorful bells came out one after another, and walked onto the four-sided platform with cloud head embroidered shoes. Following behind, a group of musicians carrying drums, holding flutes, holding piano and flutes, walked across the plank road, divided into two rows, and arranged them on both sides of the four-sided platform.

The breeze suddenly passed, and a string of flute sounded suddenly, shocking the birds in the mountains and the sky, making everyone stand tall.

Then there was a few "bang" sounds of the Knight drums, as if they were jumping in the chests of the heroes. Then a crisp clapper, accompanied by the sound of a pipa like broken beads splashing jade, turned from slow to rapid, and the tone gradually grew higher. Then the pan flute, flute, fish, and bone flute were launched in one go, as if the birds were noisy in spring, all with vitality. Finally, the zither and zither sounded harmoniously, like a spring like a stream, gurgling, flowing through everyone's hearts...

The discussions of the heroes gradually stopped, and even the arguments were lowered. People who liked music had already followed the beat, shook their heads and hummed. Even the man who was not divided into five tones felt depressed. The music on the water seemed to be cold and entered his heart, and his body was relaxed. He had 3,600 pores of sweat all over his body, and he drank a bowl of black plum ice drinks like a day of summer, and he was all happy and obedient.

Suddenly, the clear sound comes from the words and words, and every sentence is slick. Those who hear it cherish the sound, and those who listen to it forget the world.

After a few words of warmth with a few familiar people, Yang Chaoxi calmed down and looked at the sound together. However, he saw a middle-aged man wearing a round-collar white robe, a leather belt with his waist, a black and soft feet tied on his head, and under his lips and jaws, he had black and slender goat whiskers. He actually pretended to be Li Taibai, the "Qinglian layman".

The man raised his head and held his hands behind his back, facing the heroes sideways, and his tone suddenly turned dark, singing word by word:

"The flat forest is so woven like smoke, and the cold mountain area is sad and blue. The dark color enters the tall building, and some people are sad on the building. The jade steps are empty, and the birds are flying back and forth. Where is the return journey? The long pavilion is shorter. Where is the return journey? The long pavilion is shorter, shorter, pavilion—!"

After the man finished singing, he slowly turned around, retreated into the musical musician, picked up the flute and started playing it again. Li Xiaoman was slightly shaking under Changxuan, and he couldn't help but wonder in his heart: Luo Changqing, what did he do here again?

At this time, just twelve dancers arrived in Taichung, twisting their waists and hips, twitching their feet and heads, flying skirts, and swaying in silk, making them look like immortals.

Then the jealous drums became more and more densely, and the sound of the flute and flute came from the sky. The musical music was also accompanied by the sound, and with the body as the axis, the legs were pedaled and began to swirl. The grenade skirt spread out, like a flower blooming, like a butterfly dancing. A pair of pure and fair long legs appeared and faintly among the butterflies in the shadows of the flowers and butterflies. The eyes of the heroes were straight and their mouths were opened!

Just when the heroes were all attracted by music and dance, Yuan Zai had already winked at Zen Master Lingzhen.

Zen Master Lingzhen immediately understood and waved to several monks. Soon, two monks brought over a table of incense and placed it in front of Changxuan.

There is no tribute fruit on the incense table, and no incense candles, but there is a copper cup with round mouth and bulging belly, three legs and ears. The copper cup is more than two feet high with its feet and its outer patterns are complex and inlaid with treasures and beads. You can tell that it is of extraordinary value at a glance.

After half an hour, music and dance gradually stopped on the four sides of the platform. Musical and musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical musical

Zen Master Lingzhen stood in front of the Tongouxiang Coffin and said slowly: "If all the sects have been finalized to compete on stage, they can gather in the case and wait for the order to draw lots together. The scattered scattered heroes who have no sect can come to our place to sign and keep their words in case of unpredictable circumstances."

As soon as the words were finished, some people walked out of the group of heroes, mostly notorious outlaws, or wandering swordsmen who were alone in the world.

There are also Taoist priests and monks who have left the sect and marched alone in all directions like Yang Chaoxi.

There was a man in the middle, dressed in brown shoes, very unique. He carried a four-foot-long shoulder on his right shoulder, and two big-bellied oil baskets under the shoulder pole, and a bamboo and wood oil ladle worth more than two feet in his hand.

Yang Chaoxi only glanced at him and recognized him. It was Zhang Daoyou, who was famous for his famous poets. Thinking of the night when he was making trouble in Yingchuan, he glanced at Yuan Zai, who was sitting upright under Changxuan, and couldn't help but feel sweaty for him. When Zhang Daoyou saw him coming, he smiled knowingly, without any worries.

Surprisingly, after visiting Yangliu Villa, Hu monk Huilang, who was building a hut on the mountain, was preaching the scriptures and preaching, came here. He had just been mingled with many monks with smooth heads, which was not eye-catching. At this time, he ran out alone, but was very eye-catching. Seeing Yang Chaoxi's somewhat strange dress, he just smiled and did not come up to talk.

After a few more breaths, people who were elected by various sects gradually emerged.

There are a few Yang Chaoxi who have already known each other, but most of them have raw faces, some fierce, some arrogant, some gloomy, some muddy, some muddy, and almost faceless.

The Taoist Sect needs no need to say much. Shangqing Temple is a sect where he studied Taoism and practiced art. He knew which of the best and inferiority of the fellow disciples was. He had already known the outstanding disciples of Hongdao Temple, Linji Temple, Shengzhen Temple, Tongxuan Temple, and Daochong Temple. He had already known it when he was performing martial arts in the Zhaitan.

There are not many people I know in the Buddhist temple, but they all have some quarrels with him. For example, the monk Busmian of Zhaojue Temple, the monk Huicong of Chonghua Temple, the Master Miaojing of Qiyun Temple, and some monks of the small temples in various temples, seem to have seen them during the fierce battle of Paomaling... In short, once you meet, you should be careful.

However, all the people of the Zoroastrians recognized them. Except for the saint Xiaoman who sat upright under Changxuan, they were not selected, but the rest were to protect the Dharma Ye Sanqiu, the Sun Guardian Zhang Songyue, the Divine Fire Guardian Zhu Yanli, the Jianmu Guardian Tang Zhuxuan, and several missionary envoys. They were all selected and recommended according to the "Shiwu Method" of the Yuanzai. Instead, none of the central guards of the "Lily Guard" and "Shuangge Guard" who came here to protect the "Lily Guard" and "Shuangge Guard" appeared on the stage.

Then there are the Shuangying of Nanya, four friends from the lowly family, six scholars of Tang Sect, eight heroes of Weizhou, twenty-eight constellations of Heshuo, beggars to hold the bowl, Xiaoxiang Sect Flower Ji, Mulan Guard Li Miaolan, Shanling Guard Cui Jiu, Tiezhang Gang Guo Sheng and others. They may be called good players from all sides due to incidents or make enemies for some reason...

Without counting it, you will know that the number of warriors on stage has exceeded one hundred.

More than a hundred heroes were crowded together, and they could not help but encounter each other. So in just half a cup of tea, several people started to argue, so they drew their swords and wanted to fight each other. Fortunately, the monks from Xiangshan Temple around arrived and persuaded each other, and then gave up.

At this moment, Zen Master Lingzhen raised his hand, and two quite strong monks walked up with a large bundle of marked feather arrows. The number was also quite large, and it was supposed to be based on the number of people on stage to compete.

The heroes heard the sound of "光慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉慉�

Zen Master Lingzhen cleared his throat, and suddenly used the "Ten Directions Sanskrit Sounds" again, and sang the Buddha's name before saying:

"Amitabha--! All heroes, please be careful! Now that the bottle signs are complete, please come forward one by one, draw lots in order, and prepare to go on stage!"

The heroes who were still clamoring just now became quiet in an instant, but they were all staring at the golden copper cup, and no one came forward for a moment.

Yang Chaoxi remembered the instructions of his master Li Changyuan, sighed in his heart, took the lead and walked to the incense table. He smiled high and said:

"Since all the heroes are humble, I'll ask you to come first!"


Chapter completed!