As the morning light gradually dawned, there were more and more Taoist priests on the road, most of whom did not know each other. The larger Taoist temples held flags, ranging from seven or eight people to more than 20 people. Guo Song found that the number of people in their Qingxu Temple was
Minimal.
Not long after, they came to the square outside the gate of Zixiao Temple in Zhongtai. Zixiao Temple was the Taoist palace where the emperor visited three times. It occupies a huge area and is built with splendor and splendor. The palaces and pavilions are spectacular. One palace alone occupies the entire palace.
There are a total of twenty acres of land and a height of more than thirty meters. On it is a golden plaque with the three characters "Sanqing Palace" written by Li Longji, Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty.
The square was crowded with nearly a thousand Taoist priests. They were all Taoist priests outside the palace. This is a very polite official written name, and the common name is Wild Taoist priests.
The Taoist priests are all very young, which is also restricted by the rules. Taoist priests who participate in the martial arts festival must be over fourteen years old and under thirty years old.
Guo Song raised his head and looked around for the little eagle, and finally found that the little eagle was parked on the eaves of the Heavenly Palace of Zixiao Palace, looking down at him.
At this time, Master Mu and Master Huolie came over. Master Huolie said to everyone: "We have already signed up. Qingxu Temple is in Xuanhu Palace, and we are in Chiyuan Palace, so we have to separate temporarily."
The two families quickly wished each other success. Guo Song was a little puzzled and asked Mu Zhenren: "Master, didn't you say that there will be a martial arts competition in Zixiao Tiangong?"
"Zixiao Tiangong is the championship competition for the last eighty people. The initial competition and the advanced competition are arranged in Xuanhu Palace and Chiyuan Palace. Forty people are selected from each of the two palaces, which are subdivided into two groups, A and B. The third one is in
Group A, you are in Group B."
"What's the reason for this?"
"It's your age!"
Gan Lei said with a smile: "Group B is for those under twenty years old, and Group A is for those over twenty years old. Twenty people from each group will be selected. In the end, eighty people will fight in Zixiao Palace, regardless of age..."
Gan Lei's voice stopped suddenly, and he stared blankly ahead. Guo Song followed his gaze and saw a group of young Taoist nuns walking in front of them, exactly twenty of them, all of them handsome.
The Taoist priests all made way to the main road, and the originally noisy square became very quiet. They looked at them silently one by one. The Taoist nuns had frosty faces and looked intently. Each of them carried a long sword on his back and stood in front of the three owl.
Under the leadership of the old Taoist nun, we walked directly into the gate of Zixiao Palace.
Guo Song had excellent eyesight. He recognized his senior brother's sweetheart Li Wenyu at a glance. She was in the fourth row. Although she had the same expressionless face, when she walked past, her eyes turned slightly to this side.
, most people can't see it, but if you know the relationship between her and Gan Lei, you can faintly feel that it is a little subtle.
Gan Lei felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He scratched his head and grinned like a fool.
Guo Song now believed that his shameless senior brother had really touched this Taoist nun's heart.
"Master, the one on the left in the fourth row!" Guo Song told Mu Zhenren in a very low voice.
Mu Zhenren nodded, "The taller and fatter one in the seventh row is called Wu Hui. Your senior brother had been infatuated with her for a year and even stole a pair of shoes from her. As a result, three old witches came up the mountain to force me to apologize."
Guo Song burst out laughing. It turned out that the allusion to stealing shoes came from here.
Gan Lei was still giggling. He didn't know that his background had been leaked by his master.
"Let's go! Go to Xuanhu Palace."
Mu Zhenren took the two of them to the Xuanhu Palace on the west platform...
The martial arts competition lasts four days. The first three days are the preliminary and semi-finals, which are called martial arts preliminary and martial arts sprint. The fourth day is the martial arts championship, which is the final.
There are no team competitions in all competitions, only individual competitions. The opponents are determined by drawing lots. Of course, the draws are not made by the contestants themselves, but by three real people from Xuanhu Palace.
"this one!"
Master Wu Miao pointed to a piece of paper marked with ink dots in the carton, and the Taoist registration priest next to him quickly handed it to him.
Master Wu Miao opened the note, and the name inside was Qingxu Guan Guo Song.
He expressionlessly took out another piece of paper from his arms and handed both pieces of paper to the registered Taoist priest, "These two people will be drawn as opponents in the first round."
The registered Taoist priest opened another piece of paper. The name on it was Zhang Qinghu of Xuanhu Palace.
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A total of more than 2,400 Taoist priests participated in this year's martial arts meeting, with 1,200 people each assigned to Xuanhu Palace and Red Ape Palace.
Among the 1,200 people in Xuanhu Palace, Group A who are over 20 years old and Group B who are under 20 years old account for almost half.
This means that Guo Song's Group B has about 600 people competing for 20 places. Five hundred people will be eliminated in the first two days, and the remaining 100 people will enter the martial arts sprint competition on the third day to compete for Zixiao.
Twenty tickets to the Heavenly Palace.
Gan Lei's Group A was not much better, with 600 people competing for 20 tickets.
In the same way, Akamon Palace also has to decide forty places.
Eighty people from the last two palaces competed in the Zixiao Palace for the final.
This is a grand event held every four years in Kongtong Mountain, and the top ten winners will receive extremely generous rewards.
In the east square of Xuanwu Palace, there is a huge Bagua diagram made of bricks, which can allow eight pairs of contestants to compete at the same time.
Guo Song has already learned his match point. He is in the Sunda position in the tenth round, which is the southeast position. His opponent does not know for the time being. During the match, the opponent will appear in the Sunda position at the same time.
The bottom of the martial arts training square is full of young Taoist boys. They sit far away and can clearly see the martial arts competition on the stage. However, the Zixiao family does not bother to sit with the wild Taoists. They sit in the north. The team is uniform and uniform.
The black Taoist robe looks quite impressive, as if it wants the unruly Taoists to understand what the rules are.
Unfortunately, the wild Taoist boys from various Taoist temples were not interested in their sitting postures at all, and had no intention of imitating them. Everyone sat in groups on the ground casually.
The wild Taoist boy was sitting in the south. Guo Song and several Taoist boys were sitting under a big tree. At this time, someone tapped him on the shoulder. When Guo Song turned around, it was his third senior brother Gan Lei.
"Senior brother, what's the matter?"
"Come here!" Gan Lei's face looked a little ugly.
Guo Song followed him to the corner by the wall. There was no one here. He saw the muscles on Gan Lei's face twitching and his eyes filled with anger.
"Brother, what happened?"
Gan Lei gritted his teeth and said, "I just realized why twenty young Taoist nuns were chosen to enter the Zixiao Palace?"
"Why?"
It was Master Baiyun, that old bastard, who made the decision. If the Zixiao disciples could reach the top three, they could choose one of the twenty Taoist nuns to be a dual practitioner.
Only then did Guo Song understand where Gan Lei's hatred came from. There was most likely a hatred for seizing his wife!
"Maybe they don't like Senior Sister Li, so they won't choose her."
"Who says no!"
Gan Lei suddenly grabbed Guo Song's neck and shouted in his ear: "That Lei Lingzi, who is known as the number one master, has been pursuing Wen Yu. I'm going crazy."
"I'm going to be strangled to death by you!"
Guo Song struggled to break free from his hand and glared: "Fight for your own woman, it's none of my business!"
Gan Lei slowly lowered his head and said, "Junior brother, I'm sorry, I just lost my temper."
Guo Song saw that he was like a rooster that was defeated before fighting. He felt pity for him and was angry with him at the same time.
"Senior Brother, since you like her, then work hard and try to get into the top three. Even if you can't get in, at least let Senior Sister Li know that you are working hard for her instead of giving in before the competition. I believe
Your fate is yours, no one else can take it away!"
Hot blood rushed to the top of Gan Lei's head, his eyes flashed with fire, and he gritted his teeth and said: "You are right, I will fight with anyone who dares to steal my woman!"
He turned around and strode away.
Guo Song shook his head, I'm afraid senior brother is really in trouble this time.
He lowered his head and thought for a while, then came to find his master outside Xuanwu Palace. According to the rules, Mu Zhenren could not enter the competition site.
When Mu Zhenren saw Guo Song from afar, he couldn't help but was startled, and hurriedly walked forward and asked: "Lao Wu, are you eliminated so soon?"
"Master, the competition hasn't started yet! I want to exchange swords with you."
Guo Song decided to use his master's iron wood sword, so that even if he injured his opponent, he could still speak.
Mu Zhenren handed him the wooden sword and said with a smile: "It seems you have finally thought about it."
Guo Song nodded silently, took the iron wood sword and said: "Disciple has gone in!"
"Go for it!"
Guo Song took two steps, then stopped and turned back to his master: "Master, keep an eye on the third senior brother, he may cause trouble for Lei Lingzi privately."
"That's because he's looking for death. Lei Lingzi's martial arts is much better than him."
"That's why I'm worried."
Mu Zhenren snorted, "I don't have such a disciple who would sacrifice his life for a woman!"
Guo Song was speechless. It seemed that the master knew everything. He bowed to the master, turned around and walked quickly into the Xuanwu Palace.