The Portal of Wonderland

In addition to some new disciples, many old disciples also greeted Zhao Zhao.

However, Zhao Wei did not squint, but went straight to the past. On the face of the elegant, with a deep indifference into the bone marrow, there was no meaning to stop talking with people.

Those new disciples are okay. Looking at Zhao’s eyes, most of them are hot and hot, and the old disciples are very dissatisfied with this attitude.

In addition, there are quite a few old disciples who look at him with a bit of vigilance in their eyes, while others seem quite disdainful. Some people even can't help but swear, claiming that if they meet the real upper position. Disciple, will be beaten to find the teeth.

Zhao Wei walked past those people and turned a deaf ear to these gossips.

Just as Shi Muguang turned his eyes to Zhao Weizhi, this person turned his head and turned to his own side. The eyes of the two men were directly confronted.

Zhao Wei’s eyes seemed to make Shi Mudeng feel a glimpse of his heart. The sense of uneasiness that had not come from a decade ago once again hit his heart.

However, Zhao Wei’s gaze only passed through Shi Mu’s body and swept away to other places, so that Shi Mu was a little confused at the moment. Did the other party really notice himself?

"Oh, I haven't seen it for ten years, and Shixiong's skill has improved a lot!" At this time, Qing Changtian did not know where to drill out, standing beside Shimu.

"Oh, I can compare with the younger brother, this time you have to see you shine." Shi Mu said

Qing Changtian haha ​​smiled, familiar with the horses, Zi Ling and several other new disciples around to say hello, casual chat a few words, then they swayed again, I do not know where to go.

"quiet!"

At this moment, Shi Mu heard a low drink in the air.

The voice was not big, but it was full of majesty, and it was clearly passed to everyone in the ears.

Shi Mu listened familiarly, looked up, and saw the tall blue stone monument, I do not know when a blue vortex emerged, and then came out of a green robe old man.

I saw that the man had to be white, his eyebrows were drooping, his face was ruddy like a child, but he was the elder of the sorrow that once presided over the trial of Tianshui Qingshan.

This group of people who were still awkward, suddenly quieted down, and everyone’s eyes were attracted to it.

"The disciples have gone through a decade-long trial of the last century-old disciple. It has been a whole ten years. People often say that a sword is worn for ten years. Today, it is the sword of the sword and the sword. When the time is long, the disciples of the Holy Land, the able to live. Can you wait for the heart of the competition?" asked the elders of the sorrowful bones.

"Have!"

The scene, which was already quiet, suddenly boiled up in the sorrowful elders, and the fighting passions of the disciples were suddenly ignited.

"Well, there is a struggle for the heart, and it is feasible to win! In accordance with the practice, the old man began to announce the big ratio rule." The elders of the sorrowful bones swept across the field and nodded with satisfaction.

Shi Mu is planning to gaze at the audience, and suddenly there is a feeling of being looked at.

He looked around and looked at the corner of his eye and suddenly saw him. Lu Jingzheng, who was in the green robe, stood not far away and looked at him with no good intentions.

Beside him, he still stood a man with a black and half white yin and yang face, but it was Liao Yong.

From time to time, the two men glanced at Shimu, and then turned back and talked, faintly revealing the color of resentment.

Shi Mu looked in his eyes, but he just smiled and turned his gaze back.

"...The current round has a total of three rounds. The first round is a knockout round. Between 940 next disciples and 32 temporary upper-class disciples, the lottery will determine the order of participation and the two sides, and finally decide the ranking. The disciples who are ranked in the last one hundred and eight will be directly disqualified from the Qinglan disciples and expelled from the Holy Land." The elders of the sorrowful bones said.

As soon as this statement came out, many people suddenly showed nervousness, especially some new disciples who just started getting started ten years ago.

"So many people participate in the competition, it seems that they have to go through a hard fight." Ma Wei said with some anxiety.

"Sisters don't have to worry too much. After all, there are thousands of people participating in the competition. The elimination rate is only one tenth. It will not be so unlucky. Big brother, you said yes?" Zi Ling smiled.

"According to this system, as long as you win the first game, you will be free from elimination." Shi Mu said.

When Ma Wei listened, he nodded a little comfortably.

"...The second round is the competition. The first 108 disciples decided in the knockout round will be challenged by the original 108 disciples. The winners will be replaced and become new. Disciple, but there is only one chance for each person." The elders of Sorrow stopped for a while and continued.

Shi Mu saw that Ma Yin’s younger brother’s attention was attracted to the elders of the sorrowful bones, and leaned against Zi Ling’s side, and lowered his voice and asked:

"Are you now Ziling? Or purple?"

The little girl with the shofar, but just smashed her eyes and said nothing.

Shi Mu saw this helplessness, and had to turn his eyes back to the elders of the sorrowful bones.

"The last third round is the challenge. One hundred and eight of the top disciples have a chance to challenge the person who is in front of the ranking. The winner can be exchanged with the ranking. Of course, you can choose not to Challenge anyone, but if they are challenged by others, they can't refuse, they must fight. But for the sake of fairness, the same person can be challenged up to three times, and then there is no need to fight again after three times."

"In the end, among the top disciples, the first one can get one thousand mystery points, the second one can get five hundred mysterious points, the third one can get three hundred mysterious points, and the other top ten can get two Bai Xuan Ling points, the first 50 can get a hundred Xuan Ling points, the other upper disciples can get fifty Xuan Ling points. In the Holy Land, what does the Xuan Ling point mean, then do not have to say anything more than the old man? The first one, you can also go to Shenbingge, choose one of the best spirits, and the second and third ones, each can choose one of the best spirits." The elders of the sorrow continued.

“The rewards are so rich!” Among the crowd, some new disciples suddenly exclaimed.

"This award seems to be richer than the previous one. I have never rewarded the best of the best!" An old disciple also shouted.

Everyone's enthusiasm was suddenly mobilized. In the face of such a generous reward, almost the saliva will flow down, and the eyes are full of eager look.

Shi Mu listened, and his heart was also a burst of excitement. He wanted to exchange for the grassroots exercises behind the nine-turn Xuan Gong. Undoubtedly, he also needed a lot of mysterious points.

"Well, the three rounds of test rules and rewards have been announced, and what else can you understand?" The elders of Sorrow looked down and asked.

A full half, no one opened.

"Well, in this case, the old man announced that the ten-year ratio has officially begun. Everyone goes to the Qinglan list to see their respective order of confrontation." The elders of the sorrowful bones said.

Shi Mu and others immediately followed the flow of people and moved toward the huge blue stone monument.

At this moment, a young man with a tall, thin face and a sullen face squeezed into the front of Shi Mu, and said with a smile:

"Shi Shidi, don't come innocent!"

"Hello is ... Zhao brother?" Shi Mu said a little, said.

The yin youth is Zhao Shenlei, listening to Shi Muqin, seems to have forgotten that he is so personal, his face can not help but feel a little stiff.

"Shi Shidi is really a noble person to forget things." Zhao Shenlei smiled reluctantly and said.

"Is there something wrong with Brother Zhao?" Shi Mu didn't want to talk too much with him.

"Nothing, just come over and say hello, I wish that Shi Shidi can achieve good results in the big ratio." Zhao Shenlei said.

"That is to say goodbye to the brothers and brothers, and leave." After all, Shi Mu no longer cares about Zhao Shenlei, and he and the two women of the horse squeezed toward the blue stone monument.

Zhao Shenlei stood in the same place, looking at the back of Shi Mu, the face of laughter was swept away.

When Shi Mu and Ma Wei and Zi Ling two women came to the front of the huge stone monument in the Qinglan list, they saw that the stone monument was bright and gleaming, and a group of battle information was displayed on it.

On the 3rd, the third game of Wutai was played, and Ziling played against Yu Tianfeng.

On the 9th, the second game of Wutai was played, and Ma Rong played against the road.

On the 64th, the first game of Wutai was played.

......

Several people glanced at the monument and saw their opponents.

Shi Mu also specially looked at Zhao Wei's situation and found that his battle against Wutai was on the 34th. The opponent was a young disciple named Hu Chen.

"Shi Da Ge, Zi Ling, I wish you a big win." Ma Yu said to Shi Mu.

"Sister, you will definitely win! Stone brother, I will meet you soon!" Zi Ling said.

After Shi Muchao nodded, he walked in a certain direction.

At this time, many disciples who had received their own signatures had already dispersed, and went to the stage of their own battle.

Shi Mu’s Yanwutai is located in the western part of the plain, not far from the Qinglan list.

Before he came to the stage of the martial arts, he saw that there was already a long-skinned, but somewhat awkward, bow-backed man standing on his back.

Around Shitai, there are still some old disciples who have not arranged a battle, and they are gathering together in twos and threes.

As soon as Shi Mugang approached, it seemed that someone had found him around him, pointing his finger at it and his snoring continued.

"Hey, what kind of person should I be? It turned out to be a personal family! It seems that this is nothing to look at." A young fox face around the side of the field, pointing at the orchid pointing to Shimu, said Niangsheng.

"If you are a human race, I am afraid that the raccoon brothers do not need to use the usage, and they can be flattened within three strokes!" A young man with a short face and a wretched face next to him said.

The bow-back man standing on the stage heard the arguments on the side of the field, and the corner of his mouth could not help but evoke a smile. Obviously, the compliments to these people were very useful.

Shi Mu was calm, and turned a deaf ear to these messy words. He walked into Wutai in three or two steps and went straight to the bow of the man in front of the bow.

As the man bowed his back, Shi Mu was able to see his true face until he reached the other side.

I saw that the face was round and round, the eyebrows were short and short, and a pair of round eyes shone with a dark yellow light. A flat and short nose turned up slightly, but below it was followed by a three-petged bunny mouth, the whole face It is very ugly.

Although the man was bowed, his body was quite burly, and he was even taller than Shimu. The bare skin, including his face, was covered with yellow, black and gray fur, and it looked like a Slender civet.

Seeing Shi Mu came to the front of his body, his eyes drooped up and down to look at Shi Mu, but he did not look at it, but squinted his eyes and looked full of disdain.