"It's just a bow and a archer, and this is how ordinary people can do it."

"Haha, who said it was not? What's more, he shot at the sky, and there was not even a target, even the blind man among ordinary people."

"Oh, it seems that the Qingyu Sect is coming, and there is no stunning person among the disciples of this generation. The first disciple's engagement ceremony was so grand, but he only found a strange treasure to make the disciple embarrassed."

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At this time, there was already a lot of discussion below, and there was no good sentence in my mouth. The process of the so-called ceremony was generally the same, and it was determined by whether the strength of his own sect could be demonstrated in this old-fashioned process. This time, it was the engagement ceremony of the first disciple, and only by showing the amazingness of the first disciple Zhang Mingyuan, can the foundation of the Qingyu Sect be demonstrated. However, this arrow shot was really nothing amazing.

At this time, Zhang Mingyuan had already flew down from the altar, and the stone-wound bow was left on the altar table by him.

"If any fellow Taoist is unwilling to accept it, you can compete!" At this moment, an elder on Loufang suddenly spoke.

When everyone heard the elder of Qingyu Sect spoke, they couldn't help but feel quiet and looked up at Loufang. Zhan Jiu was no exception. When he saw the person who spoke, Zhan Jiu smiled and uncle moved the mountain. The man who opened the mouth sat behind Yuhua, the leader of Qingyu Sect, and was extremely burly. He was especially stunningly wide in his shoulders. He was just because of the strange appearance of this person's shoulder width and his infinite strength, he was called the traveler.

The bearded rider, and the beautiful woman Tao Liugu who was sitting behind Yuhua Zhenren at this time, were both junior brothers and sisters of Yuhua Zhenren, and he was the one he trusted most in the Qingyu Sect. His right arm. As elders of the Qingyu Sect, both of them were already in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul cultivation.

"How to compete?!" As soon as the mountain driver opened his mouth, someone immediately asked loudly below. The others couldn't help but prick up their ears and wanted to hear what the mountain driver said.

"How to compete? Zhang Mingyuan just pulled the bow and archery to the world, and the competition was naturally also the one who competed. There were so many young talents under the stage, I wonder if I could pull the stone-body bow open." The mountain driver had a profound cultivation level and a strong true energy, and he was originally a loud voice. Everyone's ears were buzzing.

Immediately afterwards, Tao Liugu, who was standing aside, sneered and answered Shanke: "Of course, in addition to young talents, some old people in the Nascent Soul stage can also go to the altar to see if they can pull the stone womb bow. But if they can't even pull it, they will lose to me, a Jindan disciple of Qingyu Sect, and that old face will have no place to put it."

"Okay! I'll try it!" someone shouted immediately, and then he was about to fly onto the altar.

"Wait!" But as soon as he jumped up, he didn't know that the mountain rider shouted and pressed him down from the air. The mountain rider smiled foolishly, "If anyone wants to get on, he will get on. When will there be tens of thousands of people here? And it would be too boring to just draw the bow competition. Therefore, you can try to pull the stone burly bow on the altar, but you have to make a bet. If the bow is pulled more than Zhang Mingyuan, we will lose one of the top-grade spiritual weapons for you, but if you can't surpass it, you will lose one of our top-grade spiritual weapons."

As soon as he said this, there was a mess again, and everyone couldn't help but talk. The man who was eager to try to get up just now couldn't help but shrink behind the crowd in shame because he didn't have the best spiritual weapon at all, and even if he had it, he was reluctant to take it out and make a bet.

At this time, Zhan Jiu couldn't help but smile. He knew that the mountain mover was actually simple and could never come up with a ghost idea like a bet. Although Tao Liugu could come up with this idea, he was usually stingy and would not be willing to open his mouth to be a top-grade spiritual weapon. At most, the lower-grade spiritual weapon was betting. So there would be no other idea except for his master, the old man Yuhua Zhenren.

Zhan Jiu naturally knew that the stone womb bow was so powerful that others would not even be able to pull it off even if they were disciples of the Jindan stage. This old guy took out the stone womb bow after having such an engagement ceremony. Not only did he want to make enough face, but he also wanted to make enough money.

"Fellow Daoist Wanshan, you are interested in going up and having fun." Luo Feng rubbed his hands at this time, and said to Wanshan next to him like an addicted gambler.

"Not interested." Wanshan's answer was also very straightforward.

"I'm very interested, but unfortunately, there must be something strange about it. For a moment, I didn't dare to just take action like this." Luo Feng smiled, and was not angry at Wanshan, but he held it for a while.

"I'm willing to give it a try!" At this moment, a man in the crowd standing behind suddenly shouted loudly. Immediately afterwards, a Taoist man flew over the altar.

"This is a top-grade spiritual weapon flying sword, let's press here for the time being." After the man got on the altar, he immediately placed a fire-red flying sword on the table.

When they saw someone willing to be the first one, everyone below couldn't help but become interested and looked up. They saw that this Taoist cultivation was so majestic that it was almost not inferior to Zhang Mingyuan, and it was also in the late stage of the Jindan.

Everyone below couldn't help but shout, and couldn't help but have great expectations for the man. However, the elders of the Qingyu Sect in Loufang looked at the man on the altar at this time, and sneered. However, they recognized this man. This man was a disciple who besieged one of the seven sects of the Qingyu Sect for several years. He had been wandering at the foot of Qingyu Mountain for several years. With the elders' Nascent Soul stage cultivation level, it would be strange if they could not remember his appearance.

Although he is a disciple of one of the two medium-sized sects among the seven sects, and he is already in the late stage of Jindan. However, he will never be able to easily take out a top-grade spiritual weapon as a bet. After all, for the disciples of the Jindan stage, only a few major sects have the ability to squander the top-grade spiritual weapon.

Therefore, it is obvious that this person must have been assigned by the elders in the sect to the altar, so he wanted to lose the face of Qingyu Sect in this ceremony. But Yuhua Zhenren and others knew that in fact, this was the opponent who came to give them the best-grade spiritual weapon, so how could they not laugh?

After the man went to the altar, he spread out yellow paper and picked up a red pen and wrote in the air. Everyone looked up and saw that the words were written on it, "A blood of Qingbo, trying to block thousands of mountains, which is ridiculous."

When everyone saw what he wrote, they couldn't help but laugh. This was not a prayer to the heaven and earth, but it was more like a provocation. The Qingbo Yiyu naturally was the Qingyu Gate, and the so-called Wanshan is their Wanshan Gate.

In public, on Qingyu Mountain, there was another engagement ceremony for the first disciple of Qingyu Sect. This man actually wrote such words on the altar, which was really unrestrained. For a moment, the disciples of Qingyu Sect couldn't help but be furious, and even immediately pulled out the flying sword to argue. However, the head of Qingyu Sect, the elders and others in Loufang were as stable as Mount Tai, without any anger.

"Children Huangkou, don't show off your verbal skills, and quickly draw the bow." Yuhua Zhenren actually smiled and shouted softly at the altar.

"Haha, a mortal stone bow, what's the difficulty? Let's see if I'll give you a full moon!" The man raised his head and smiled, tied yellow paper on the steel arrow, and then picked up the bow and put it on the arrow. The whole process was simple and simple, which shows that this person was also a good player.
Chapter completed!