Fairy, Please Let Me Explain

Hongnong.

The Yuanhuai River flowing down from the top of the mountain is brightly lit on both sides. The Jianzong Mountain Gate is always bustling during the Tianyuan Competition. At sunset, the busiest streets are probably around Mingqianfang and Changming Street.

The former is mostly populated by mortals. During the competition, the Jianzong will waive all expenses of several nearby commercial streets to share the celebration with the public.

The latter is where cultivators gather. Cultivators wearing the costumes of various sects fly up and down here. Bursts of laughter and noise come from the group of elegant wine shops below. The lonely cultivators drink alone in silence, and the beautiful talents with red eyes clink glasses with the fairies.

In addition,

some discordant conflicts are inevitable.

The Tianyuan Competition is a grand event for all sects in the world.

Those who can come here with their elders are also the strongest geniuses in their own sects. They are all self-important. It is inevitable that they are young and energetic when they first come to such a grand event. At this moment, it was the time of the competition. As long as no one died, the Sword Sect was encouraging such conflicts.

As the date of the Tianyuan Competition approached, representatives from various sects arrived at the mountain gate one after another. Some showed their talents and talents here, while others were blunted and their pride was broken.

These geniuses gradually began to divide themselves into classes in the conflict. Today, most of the circles have been finalized.

The top of the circle is not surprisingly those first disciples and princes from large sects and powerful families. They are beautiful, have profound cultivation, and are the best in combat power. Wherever they go, they will be surrounded like queen bees.

Such as the Jiangnan Qin Family, Tianshi Mansion, Jiujianmen, etc.

The middle and lower levels are those sect disciples who have a little power but are unwilling to curry favor with the powerful. Most of them act together with the sects in the same continent.

And the bottom is those casual cultivators.

Most of them came with the intention of being recruited by the sect, but the sect disciples naturally looked down on these mud legs.

Therefore, most of the conflicts that occurred on the eve of the big competition were between them and the sect disciples, but unfortunately, these conflicts often ended with the tragic defeat of the independent cultivators.

The picture books always say that the independent cultivators who fought their way up from the bottom are far more powerful than the sect disciples of the same level, but the problem is that the people who write the picture books generally don’t understand cultivation.

They don’t even consider how high the fighting talent of independent cultivators needs to reverse the gap when the skills, combat skills, and magic are all crushed in all directions. They only describe the pleasure of the grassroots counterattack.

In addition to these three circles, the rest are some special circles.

For example, in the plot of the picture book, independent cultivators who counterattacked the sect disciples with their talents.

Special cultivators with irreplaceable skills such as alchemy, array patterns, and refining.

And finally, there are those who have heroic poetry.

Da Yan is martial, but also likes literature.

These three types of people are quite appreciated by the top circle. As long as they are willing, the real nobles don't mind having one more person around them.

When the circle formed spontaneously by the younger generation is established and stable, the rest of the time is spent playing together and waiting for the competition to see which genius will win the first place in this event.

This is the case for every Tianyuan, and this session is no exception, but today this peace was broken because of the arrival of the Saint of Jiantian Pavilion.

The Saint wore a white dress with gold edges, golden eyes and black hair, and had a flawless divine nature. She ignored anyone's chat and walked straight towards the Yuyu on the top of the mountain.

Her appearance directly set off a storm in the hearts of the geniuses of the sects.

Because,

This girl did not hide her own cultivation.

The Tianyuan Competition has been held for thousands of years. Except for the years when the Sword Sect declined, it has been held for hundreds of times. Although there have been several intimidating people, the overwhelming posture like this Saint has never happened.

Even Xu Changge was no exception.

After all, when the eldest son of the Xiangfu participated in the competition, his cultivation was only that of a Grandmaster, and the geniuses of the same level still dared to go up and fight, although most of them were beheaded by him.

But no matter what,

this Tianyuan Competition may have an unprecedented event -

no one dares to go on stage to fight.

Transcendence.

Beat your mother.

Although vulgar, this is what most people think.

To be fair, perhaps it is the fulfillment of the words of the master of Jiantian Pavilion about the disaster. The number of geniuses from all sides who gathered in this Tianyuan Competition is almost the highest in a thousand years.

The geniuses of the human race began to go against the current in this chaotic season. There are only two Yuanchu geniuses who can participate in the competition in the open, and there must be more who have not appeared in the dark, such as the first disciple of the Sword Sect, Ran Qingmo.

Gambling houses and well-informed people speculated on the way countless geniuses won the competition, but they did not expect that it was only the first appearance of the saint that killed the competition.

As dusk fell, the night gradually deepened in this strange atmosphere. The moon was in the middle of the sky. The bustle of the people in the prosperous mountain city formed a sharp contrast with the strange and depressing atmosphere among the sect disciples.

However, this was only limited to the group of real nobles who had the hope of competing for the top spot. The arrival of the Saint of Jiantian Pavilion only gave the middle and low-level sect disciples more topics to talk about.

"Mr. Zhou, do you think the Saint will participate?"

The night wind in the winter forest was a bit bleak and cold. A group of young sect disciples were drinking tea around the stove under a mountain pavilion, and Yuan Hao, the general of the Xiangfu, was sitting on the main seat.

The status assigned to him by General Lou was not low, and coupled with his own cultivation, he naturally attracted a group of middle and low-level sect disciples to surround him.

"It's not clear, but if the virgin participates in this big ratio, we don't need to tangle this big ratio."

Hearing this,

A big breast woman in a palace skirt on the side immediately echoed:

"Unfortunately, Zhou Gongzi, you can not participate in the age of age, otherwise you can fight with the virgin with the cultivation of the saint for many years."

After hearing this conversation, Yuan Hao jumped unconsciously.

he?

The three young grandma?

hehe.

Yuan Hao still maintained the masterpiece of the master, shook his head gently:

"Luo Xianzi folded Zhou Zhou, Jiantiange was originally a master, but the means were not something I can easily speculate."

With this to the ground, a group of children in the surrounding sidelines immediately sent out a touting of "Brother Zhou is really self -modest", "From my opinion, Brother Zhou, not weak, Xu Changge", which attracted Yuan Hao to be speechless for a while Essence

Yuan Hao prefers that hero to cherish heroes and be opponents than these people who have to shoot horses and make good fate, but unfortunately, these people can encounter it and cannot find it.

So it can only be.

The banquet continued in a harmonious atmosphere, until a fat man sitting at the end of the end suddenly asked:

"In other words, do you know the betting rate of Dabi?"

Mingxuan Gambling House was established by Jianzong. It opened once every seven years. It specializes in buying Dali to buy the names of most young Yingjie in the world.

This immediately aroused the interest of many people present.

"What does Brother Ning mean?" Someone asked.

The fat man named Ning rubbed his hands and said mysteriously:

"The odds about the virgin who won the suspect was only three to one today, can you be interested?"

Earn three or two to make one or two.

The odds are very low, but as long as the base is large enough, it can still be earned.

However, there is no pie in the world to earn. Someone laughed and ridiculed:

"Fan Xiu is to do nothing. If you can confirm that she wants to participate, I feel that there is no exaggeration even if three hundred to one, but Brother Ning, do you have a channel to determine that the saint will participate?"

Yuan Hao raised his eyebrows, and asked with some curiosity:

"Can this gambling workshop still bet on those who have not participated?"

The woman named Luo, who was sitting in the second seat, smiled at her eyes:

"Zhou Gongzi did not know. This is also part of the game. Mingxuan Gambling Square is only responsible for searching for the name of Luo Junjie and adjusting the buying raising odds. "

The fat man named the fat man rubbed his hand with a smile, adding the explanation:

"For example, the thief, the heavenly ratio of Tianyuan, the Lord of the Xiangfu, after Lin Tianyuan Mountains, his odds once rushed to thousands of to one. After all, almost everyone thought that as long as he participated, The head of Kui must be returned to him.

Yuan Hao's expression weird:

"Dabi is a grand event that brings together the top of the top of the world. I am afraid that the silver two in the bet is 100 million yuan. There is such a large operating space in this market? After all, those people must know who will participate."

Speaking,

Yuan Hao raised his fingers and fingered.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

Hearing the words, the expression of the fat man named Ning became quite uncomfortable, and said:

"There is nothing new under the sun. It is a matter of understanding those people, but for us, we can only gamble. If Brother Zhou dares to bet, he can even buy the" Prince Lord "from Xiangfu. After all, I heard that this is heard. One is also durable. "

Moonlight sprinkled with down the pavilion.

Yuan Hao thought for a moment, raised his hand and touched his chin, and suddenly asked:

"Brother Ning, so what is the odds of the" Prince "?"

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When I heard this, everyone present was stunned for a moment.

"Brother Zhou, don't you want to buy that Changtian?"

"I heard that the guy was already in the town's west incident, and the age was not yet. If he could participate in the Big ratio, he would be able to fight with the virgin, but the question was that the boy dared to come? ah"

"Brother Zhou must be cautious, and now the upside of the Xiangfu, you and I know that the war is imminent."

"Small gambling can be happy. If Brother Zhou really wants to suppress him, you must not get on."

"Brother Zhou has inside information?"

The last sentence is from the fat man surnamed Ning, and the moonlight reflects the desire for wealth in the small eyes.

Yuan Hao just smiled and shook his head:

"Brother Ning, you really look down on me, will someone who is waiting for it will come? I am afraid that only our prime minister can know that if I can have inside information, I still need to make silver through the gambling workshop?"

The fat man named Ning was slightly disappointed, and he couldn't worry about finding a paper paper from his arms.

"This is the latest report provided by Mingxuan Gambling Square. Let me take a look. Well, Xu Changtian's odds are one to 13, and Xu Changge is one to 37."

Yuan Hao's weird interruption:

"Wait, isn't Xu Changge over 30 years old, can this be bet?"

The fat man surnamed Ning shrugged:

"I don't know if there are gambling sticks, others are afraid of him greedy."

"." Yuan Hao.

The fat man named Ning touched his fat chin, hesitated for a moment, and whispered:

"However, this Mu Changtian's odds are a little strange. It was only one to 13. This is obviously someone who bets that he will come, and the silver is not small."

"The purpose of Tianyuan Dabi is to inspire the younger generation. If you want to participate now, don't you just go upside down?"

Jianzong side hall,

The clouds are lingering, the hall is broad and deep.

The elder Jian Zongqi, who controlled the contestants, looked at the golden pupil girl who was hanging in front of the table in front of the table.

He had learned the news of the death of the Sects, but he did not expect that the Gao Tiange, who brought the sidako, turned his head and came to him first.

If it is allowed to participate in the competition, Dabi will undoubtedly become a farce.

Thinking in my heart,

Elder Jianzong glanced at the vast mountains outside the hall, reminded:

"The virgin, the prince has died, and the representatives of the ancestors have come to Qi. Shouldn't you go to the main hall of the main hall now?"

Tian Yan did not shake this, Jin Tong was bland and expressionless:

"If I don't participate, no one can kill Xu Changtian."

Elder Jianzong Seven said subconsciously:

"Oh, the Grandma, Tian Yuan Da Bi did not allow it to kill. Wait, who did you just say to kill?"

Tian Yan left the ground for two feet, overlooking the old white -haired old man in front of him, his voice was crisp and cold:

"Xu Changtian."

Elder Jianzong seven was silent, and he laughed at the doubt:

"That guy can't come."

"He will come."

"This is the Zongmen event, and the person who presented the tax fairy law is tantamount to seeking death."

"Yes, but he will come."

"What is the reason?"

"No reason."

"."

Elder Jian Zong was a bit choked at a moment, staring at the beautiful and beautiful girl in front of her eyes for a moment, and sighed:

"Sir, since you insist on participating in the competition and meet the regulations, I have no reason to refuse you."

"."

The purpose was achieved, Tianyan arched his hand, and turned away without any hesitation.

Seeing this, Elder Jianzong seven rubbed his eyebrows and watched the other person's back:

"Xu Changtian had to ask for a boldness. You always need a reason for you to make such judgments."

The actions of the girl who walked without stopping, the tone was still dead like a pool:

"It's just a personal opinion."

"Personal?" Elder Seven.

The girl looked back, there was no time to sideways, and Jin Tong Yu Yueyue dazzled:

"I know he is better than himself,

"so,

"He will come."