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All the disciples gathered at Tongtian Peak, gearing up, waiting for the sect master to speak.

But Daoxuan, who was sitting in the first seat of the headmaster, looked at Jiang Siming, who was leisurely eating the snacks and fruits fed by Shuiyue.

"Vice-head Jiang, this session of the Seven Meridians will be hosted by you."

"Why call me, you don't have a mouth?" Jiang Siming asked squintingly.

Daoxuan coughed twice, a little embarrassed.

In Qingyunmen, besides Jiang Siming, who would dare to talk to him like this, oh, and Jiang Siming's wives...

Not much, maybe dozens.

"You have just been promoted to the deputy head, and many disciples don't know you yet, so just say a few words."

Daoxuan persuaded, and secretly passed on a voice transmission: "So many people are watching, can you give me some face?"

Jiang Siming was unmoved and said, "One hundred top-quality spirit stones."

"What the hell, are you robbery? Just let you preside over it, you will kill me forever?" Daoxuan almost didn't jump up.

Jiang Siming said complacently: "Then you can go by yourself. I won't go anyway."

"You...that's it, ten top-quality spirit stones."

"eighty."

"twenty."

"seventy."

"Fifty, if it doesn't work, forget it."

"Okay, fifty yuan is fifty yuan, remember to give it to Ha, if you dare to default, I will call all the disciples that you are a bound madman."

Jiang Siming and Daoxuan completed a secret py transaction in this way.

It wasn't that Daoxuan insisted on Jiang Siming to preside over it. It was mainly because he came to participate in the Qimai Wushu this time, and there were also many Righteous Dao Friendship Alliances in Dongzhou.

Everyone wants to see if Jiang Siming attaches great importance to Qingyunmen, or does he just focus on seclusion and doesn't care about the sect at all?

By the way, let's see if Daoxuan is bragging during this time.

This old guy took the opportunity to receive a lot of gifts from them!

That's why Daoxuan urgently needs Jiang Siming to stand up for him this time.

"The lady will wait for me to come back before feeding. I'll go up and say a few words first."

Jiang Siming blew a kiss to Shuiyue, and then the person disappeared directly from the chair, and even Daoxuan couldn't see how he left.

In Tongtianfeng Square, tens of thousands of people gathered in one place.

All the disciples found that a figure stood in the air, facing them.

This person is not the head of Daoxuan, but a handsome man who is as elegant as a fairy.

Many new disciples have never seen Jiang Siming at all, that is, the female disciples of Xiaozhufeng are lucky to see Jiang Siming occasionally.

"Who is he? He looks like he's very dragged."

"That is to say, looking at his cultivation, he doesn't seem to be high, so why dare to stay on our heads?"

"Shut up, you idiots, can't you die? This is the deputy head of Jiang, and even the head has to listen to him!"

"This is Jiang Zhangmen, so young, I heard that he is already a land god, and his cultivation has reached the peak of transcending tribulation, half-step immortal?"

"That's right, in the entire five states continent, no one is his opponent. If it weren't for him, how could our Qingyun Sect have the current situation?"

...

The disciples whispered, Jiang Siming's eyes swept away, and the audience instantly fell silent.

Jiang Siming cleared his throat and said, "This year's Seven Meridians will officially begin."

Then people disappeared.

thump!

Doxuan, who was sitting in the first seat, almost fell off his chair.

Damn, is his top-quality spirit stone so profitable? Let him preside over it, he just said a word?

But Jiang Siming's identity is there, even if he just said a word, everyone listened very carefully.

If the gods of the land say anything casually, they all carry the Dao Yun, and they benefit a lot!

At this moment, countless bamboo slips floated down from the sky like snowflakes.

Each disciple's hand is divided into a piece, and the above is the order and opponent they are about to fight against.

This also announced the official start of the Seven Meridians.

All the disciples began to compete in different arenas under the guidance of the old disciples of the previous session.

This year's seven-meridian competition was more exciting than any other competition. Many disciples of the Golden Core Realm fought very fiercely.

Jiang Siming had returned to his seat at this time, and continued to cross Erlang's legs, admiring the game below.

"Husband, do you remember twenty years ago when we participated in the Seven Meridians Tournament together?" Tian Linger asked with a smile.

Jiang Siming said with a wicked smile: "Of course I remember, I still remember that we were together in the backyard of Tongtian Peak..."

"Don't say it!" Tian Ling'er blushed, and quickly ran over to cover Jiang Siming's mouth.

Back then in the backyard of Tongtian Peak, only she and Jiang Siming knew about the charming past.

Jiang Siming laughed and took her into his arms.

Daoxuan and Shang Zhengliang next to them cast speechless eyes, let them eat dog food this early in the morning? A little too much.

They are still watching, can you pay attention to the impact?

But Tian Buyi was happy to see it succeed, his daughter followed Jiang Siming, and even with him, the most inconspicuous elder of Dazhufeng, now has a very high status in Qingyunmen, everyone has to be polite to him, including Daoxuan .

"Why are you so shy? They're both old couples." Jiang Siming still hugged Tian Linger like no one else.

"What's the matter, Sister Tian, ​​what were you and your husband doing in the Tongtian Peak backyard twenty years ago?" Shuiyue asked teasingly.

"No...it's okay..." Tian Linger was extremely shy.

"It's okay? It's impossible, there must be something wrong, let's talk about it." You Qingkuan teased.

Jiang Siming smiled and said, "It's nothing, it's just..."

Just as he was about to speak, he noticed that Daoxuan and the others next to him had their ears pricked up waiting to hear.

Jiang Siming immediately closed his voice and stopped talking.

Daoxuan and the others were disappointed for a while.

Seeing Daoxuan's eyes full of resentment from being single for hundreds of years, Jiang Siming glanced at him with disgust, and couldn't help but say, "Single dog, what are you looking at, while playing!"

Dao Xuan gas knot, like a cat stepping on its tail, annoyed: "Who do you call a single dog? I..."

He still wanted to speak, but Jiang Siming didn't wait for him to finish speaking. He flicked his fingers and formed an enchantment.

Daoxuan and the others could no longer see Jiang Siming's line of sight, as if they were completely isolated.

Doxuan could only blow his beard and stare.

Jiang Siming and the ladies continued to chat about shameful topics. Without the interruption of single dogs, they were at ease.

Yun Luo, who was chatting with gusto and laughter, suddenly felt a pain in her heart, and an inexplicable heart palpitations came to her heart.

She clutched her chest, inexplicably flustered, as if something bad was about to happen.

Noticing her change, Jiang Siming immediately stopped the nasty movement of Solanum nigrum and asked, "Yunluo, what's wrong?"

Yunluo shook her head and said, "I don't know, my heart suddenly hurts. I feel something happened, husband..."

Jiang Siming realized that things were not easy, and was about to check Yunluo's body when suddenly, a sound transmission flew quickly from the sky!

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