At noon, Ling Yunpo followed Master An to go to the entrance of the Baiyujing's secret.
He originally thought that it was like a nucleic acid queuing, and took turns to get the signing number in the lottery box. As a result, he found that the crowds were crowded.
Fortunately, the three factions of the Tailor Church are not stupid enough to set up a lottery. I saw that once at noon at noon, the light burst into the bottom, and shot it in all directions.
A miracle shot beside Ling Yunpan, and he was caught by his eyes.
Take a closer look, but it is a small jade sword with "Sanyi" engraved on it.
In other words, the opponent was the monk who got the "Sanyi", and Ling Yun thought secretly.
Turning to look at Sister An's signing sword, it was "one one -one", a very auspicious number.
At this time, the Dabi has begun. The Shimen at the entrance of Baiyujing's secret situation is open. Several high -level monks are near the entrance. With some kind of magic weapon, it is continuously charging Shimen and maintaining the continuous opening of the secret.
Many monks entered the secret realm of Baiyujing in groups. Considering that the secret situation can accommodate a maximum of thousands of battles every day, most of these monks should not go to the game, but to watch the war ..
"Let's go in too?" Ling Yun made an invitation.
"Okay." An Zhisu sneered.
The two followed the crowd team. As soon as they entered Bai Yujing's secret, they immediately heard a huge cheers.
"It is deserved to be Qiu Da!"
"That sword is simply wonderful!"
"The Chief of Autumn University is invincible!"
An Zhisu was frowned, and Ling Yun saw the color change. Only after the first game, how could he blow me up!
I saw near the pavilion in the distance, the crowd slowly separated to both sides. A red -luno disciple on his face stepped out of the gate of the pavilion and kept his fists from the left and right people:
"Not the first game, I was fortunate to play with Qiu Da Chief, and led their wonderful tricks. It was indeed defeated, ashamed!"
I was ashamed in my mouth, but it was obviously a big deal to see the expression, as if the person who won was him.
Looking at the Kunlun disciples in the crowd, everyone is envious. It seems that it is an honor with Qiu Da's chief trick, it is almost outrageous.
"Brother Yin, and talk to us, just now Qiu Da's chief sword's mystery." Soon there were a dozen Kunlun disciples poured out and pulled the first war to Qiu Changtian.
I went, so the onlookers slowly spread out.
"Pretending to be a potential." An Zhisu said, but he thought: Is this Kunlun disciple who has no heart?
It was Master's victory in Shushan, and he did not get such a high reputation. Instead, everyone was unconvinced and slandered him behind him.
So many admiration and worship of the same door?
Ling Yunpan guessed her voice, and secretly couldn't help laughing: 俺 Qiu Changtian and your father Su Jian, it was not the same way at all!
Su Jian killed the prestige in various challenges in Shushan, after the disappearance of the real people of his brother Mooshi. Changmei Fairy was worried about the whereabouts of the real person, and he did not have the energy to control him at all.
In addition, Su Jian didn't understand social at all. Having the opponent is a poisoning, and he would not speak the scene. He also cut off the flying sword. No matter how strong the strength is, who dares to get close to it?
Qiu Changtian is different. The earliest reputation was built in the circle of disciples outside the door. With the name of "urgent publicity, the chief of autumn", the first impression of this is positive.
Not to mention that he is a bright person, and he knows that the future is infinite. Everyone wants to associate with him in advance. He also gives a gift one by one. It makes people feel like a spring breeze and does not feel alienated at all.
Coupled with the endorsement of Lagerstroemia, there is a jealousy in his heart, and you can only pretend to be friendly on the face. Is this a collective atmosphere of "Everyone loves autumn", isn't it naturally formed?
The so -called collective atmosphere is the evaluation of a person's consciousness, but this stuff will be contagious.
Su Jian was killed in the sword and ended the enemy. The existence of the enemy worsen the reputation in Shushan in Shushan, so there were more enemies who came to the door to go to the sword, and the reputation became worse and worse.
Qiu Changtian brought his disciples to experience, and made friends. Friends helped Qiu Changtian to brag in the Kunlun circle, so more friends came to make friends, and their reputation became better and better.
Do you understand? Sister An, you can go up!
An Zhisu naturally did not know what Master Ling thought, but only felt that Master did not say that his master was better than the Qiu Da Sao bag, but no one appreciated it. If you want to make himself into him, you must teach him to look good.
Although the younger brother has explained it, he cannot easily cut people's life swords, but Qiu Changtian is a monk Kunlun, and he will not have the same sword to practice. It should not be related to cutting his sword. "
Ling Yunpo didn't know what Ms. An thought about it. She only knew that the signing of Qiu Changtian must be very advanced. Maybe it was Lagerstroemia Palm to cheat, and the Kunlun chief flag was won to win!
The two wandered in the secret situation of Bai Yujing and thought about themselves. Suddenly, the sign of the sign of An Zhisu's hands lit up, but then they got off and flew towards the distance.
"Sister, it's your turn!" Ling Yunpo quickly reminded.
"Okay!" An Zhisu was angry. He immediately recruited the flying sword and turned into a red flowing light. He couldn't wait to follow the sign of the sword to chase out.
Ling Yunpan quickly followed. The two of them followed the small sign and flew directly to the ninth pavilion in Bai Yujing. I saw the plaque of the signal did not enter the pavilion, and then disappeared.
The nearby pavilion of these ninth pavilions, as well as the promenade next to the gallery, in the air, has long been everywhere. At this time, I saw An Zhisu Yujian coming here. Suddenly, they were shocked, and they quickly split their hands to lit, calling for the same door of the other peaks.
You should know that this Shushan's grass -cut sword fairy is usually cut as the same grass of Shushan.
This time Bai Yujing Da Bi, finally going out to bully the other two factions, telling them that they know that Shushan Swordsman is great!
An Zhisu and Ling Yun broke into the ninth floor. Many monks immediately followed and rushed in to watch the first battle of cutting grass swordsters.
Most of them are disciples of Shushan, and their faces are excited.
Of course, there are also some Kunlun, Penglai disciples, although they do n’t know the name of cutting grass sword fairy, but when they see the people of Shushan's smells of the wind, they ca n’t help but have a lot of curiosity.
Ling Yun broke through the entrance of the gate, and saw that the pavilion was still the same as when he came in. It was a spacious more than the outside. Obviously, it was used to broaden some kind of space secret method.
The center is a wide and no obstacle. The surrounding staircase leads to the second floor, the third floor ... Each layer is a narrow corridor about one feet wide. From the railings, you can watch the battle under the high -level leaf.
Sister An's opponent has arrived in advance. At this time, she was standing in the center of the venue.
This man Ling Yunpan also knew, he was actually a pro -disciple of Kunlun Xuanzhen Shi, Brother Fayuan, the killing move is the secret sword of the Taiqing Xuanmen, which is a secret passage of Xuan Zhen.
Disciples.
An Zhisu also stepped into the field, and the rest along the stairs on the edge of the pavilion, up to the high -rise viewing corridor, and to the two venues on the first floor.
I only heard that there was a vast girl in the building:
"Flag hunting the sky, calling the five parties to the true gas;
"Come!" An Zhisu just pulled out the flying sword, and only heard Fa Yuan suddenly raised his hand, "And slow!"