In the sky, white clouds appeared and gathered.
These white clouds are a popular style of flying instruments in the monk world, and clouds have been a very practical camouflage since ancient times.
The ancients sometimes saw immortals who were 'flying in the clouds and driving the fog', and many of them were sloppy monks who forgot to cover themselves with 'invisibility' spells while flying, and were accidentally seen by ordinary people.
Of course, there are also monks who will take the initiative to appear among mortals for some reasons to complete some tasks.
Now, some monks in the audience, as well as the disciples of the Chu family, have climbed on these white cloud-shaped flying instruments. They will watch the 'walking tractor race' on the white cloud all the way.
And some seniors who act as referees will use their flying swords or unique flying instruments to follow the contestants closely.
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In the sky, Venerable White presided over the start of the competition: "Everyone, please pay attention, the first Cultivation World Walking Tractor Competition is about to start!"
"This is the legendary white predecessor."
"Sure enough, it's the same as the legend, the handsome white predecessor, just looking at it, makes people completely unable to take their eyes away. Even if I marry Venerable White right away, it will be fine!" A female cultivator said shyly with her face in her hands.
"Are we going to say goodbye? I heard that Senior White is very good."
"Hey, hey, when did you even carry the incense burner with you?"
"It's a must, we cultivators must be fully prepared before doing anything. After I heard that Venerable White presided over this 'walking tractor contest', I quietly brought the incense burner with me. coming."
Su Wenqu looked at the fellow Daoists beside him: "..."
I always feel that the fellow Daoists on the side are all working hard
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After Venerable White's voice sounded, all the fairies, Taoist priests, masters, and Confucian teachers in the Nine Provinces No. 1 group, as well as some of Venerable White's friends, such as the Jiaoba Zhenjun, all climbed from their hand-held tractors. Down.
All fairies, priests, masters, gentlemen, and demon kings all have a tractor joystick in their hands.
Then, these graceful fairies, Taoist priests, and virtuous monks came to the front of the tractor, and they skillfully held down the step-down lever and inserted the joystick into it.
And then... The fairies, the Taoist priests, and the masters shook the tractor joystick vigorously.
on white clouds in the sky. There are already many fellow Daoists blushing, wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh, forgive them for laughing low, seeing a lot of seniors bending over and raising their hips, grabbing the joystick. The scene of the doomed turning is really visually impactful.
In fact, it is obviously just a very ordinary picture of driving a tractor, but because of the identity of the person who is holding the tractor, the scene becomes unexpectedly interesting.
"What a shame. Why can't the 'hand start' function of the walk-behind tractor be replaced?" Beihe Sanren finally started the tractor and said.
"Dingbeihe."
"Dingbeihe +1"
"Dingbeihe+"
"You guys are too naive, because Senior White said that 'hand cranking' is the fun and essence of walk-behind tractors!" Baihe Zhenjun on the side said.
Just as the seniors were talking about it, Venerable White in the sky fell down.
Then, he released a walk-behind tractor from the space equipment, skillfully took out the tractor joystick, and started the tractor with a bang.
Dharma King Creation asked, "Senior White also wants to participate in the competition?"
"No, I won't participate." Venerable White replied.
The reason why he organized this 'walking tractor contest' is mainly because Venerable White himself likes to play with this special 'car'.
It's a pity to be the setter of the track and the organizer of the race. It was a little unfair for him to participate in the game.
Therefore, you can only join the game in another identity, and enjoy it.
"I will act as a team referee and follow everyone forward. At the same time, I will prevent emergencies that could endanger the lives of fellow Daoists during the game," said Venerable Bai.
The fellow Taoists nodded in understanding.
"Also, please do your best to participate in the competition and use all your combat power!" Said, Venerable White pointed to the sky, only to see a huge gossip formation spinning quietly in the sky.
There is a huge mirror in the middle of the eight trigrams. It records everything that is happening below and stores it in the gossip formation.
"That's... the gossip information collector of the Cultivator's Daily?" Beihe Loose Man's face froze.
Venerable White nodded and said, "Yes, this is the first 'walking tractor contest' in the cultivator world, so I contacted the cultivator daily. We will record and broadcast the whole process of this contest for us. So everyone, cheer up. ."
Dharma King Creation: "..."
Crazy Sabre Three Waves: "That is to say, the scene where we stood in line just now and frantically shook the joystick of the tractor was all filmed... and was broadcast live to the entire cultivation world?"
Fairy Dongfang's face froze.
Northern River Loose Cultivator: "Is it too late for me to quit the game now?"
Mad Saber Three Waves fell silent.
After a while, suddenly. Mad Saber Three Waves greeted the 'Gossip Information Collector', shaking his arms and shouting loudly: "Hello everyone in front of the TV, I am Tianhe Su Shi's Qi, my racing number is 38, please remember Stay with me and cheer for me!"
Song Shuhang: "Poor..."
Northern River Loose Cultivator: "Poor..."
True Monarch Yellow Mountain: "Poor..."
Other Taoists in the group: "Poor..."
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Cave Master Snow Wolf silently took out a business card from his arms and handed it to Mad Saber Sanlang: "Brother Sanlang, this is the business card of Miss Jiang Ziyan, a disciple of the pharmacist's family. I think you will use it after the game."
Kuangdao Sanlang took a look at the business card, and then laughed loudly: "Don't worry, I'll be fine. I don't need this business card."
The corner of Xuelangdong's mouth twitched, Brother Sanlang, what are the raw materials for your confidence, can you give me about two milligrams
In the sky, the chief referee, Venerable Lingdie, glanced at his beloved daughter Yurouzi and said solemnly, "Then, the game officially begins!"
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The fellow daoists from the Jiuzhou No. 1 group and some fellow daoists invited by Venerable White climbed onto the tractor together.
Song Shuhang also controlled Young Master Phoenix Slayer's body and climbed onto the No. 44 walking tractor.
Next, just wait to hear the referee's 'Whirlwind Venerable' call out 'Get ready! ', he immediately let the walking tractor set off!
Take a deep breath.
He is Song Shuhang, how could he be defeated by a mere 'three-second delay'
"Everyone is in your place!" Venerable Cyclone raised the command gun in his hand. At this moment, the attention of all the contestants and the audience was focused on him!
This feeling is the feeling of being in the limelight, the best and most dazzling style, the favorite of Venerable Cyclone.
"Prepare!" Venerable Cyclone shouted loudly.
All the participating Taoists grabbed the walking tractor with both hands, and their spirits collapsed.
"It's now!" At this moment, Song Shuhang gave Young Master Phoenix Slayer's body the order to 'start'! Three seconds later, walking tractor No. 44 will set off.
Next, it's time for Venerable Cyclone to fire the command gun!
After 0.3 seconds...
Venerable Cyclone still held up the command gun, but did not pull the trigger. His mouth opened slightly, and a strange number came out: "1..."
What
Song Shuhang was stunned, why is it a number
Shouldn't it be time to shoot
"!" Venerable Cyclone still did not intend to shoot.
Shoot it, shoot it, or I'll run out in three seconds!
"3!" Venerable Cyclone continued.
3, 3 is enough, right
Because of the cultivator's reason, Venerable Whirlwind recited the numbers a little faster. When the three numbers were finished, it only took about two seconds, plus the delay when Venerable Whirlwind recited the numbers before, it was shared. about 3 seconds.
It's too late to shoot at this time. I have a three-second delay. If I shoot at this time, I can just press the gun and start!
However, Venerable Cyclone still did not shoot, he opened his mouth slightly: "4!"
Song Shuhang took a breath. Even if he wanted to report numbers, wouldn't 1, 3, or 3 be enough? Why report the number 4
If it is not 1, 3, then how long does the Whirlwind Venerable have to report to the number before shooting? Don't keep counting to 10
This is simply out of line.
No, three seconds will soon pass.
Shoot it now, shoot the referee, shoot it now, there's no time left!
But to Song Shuhang's despair, Venerable Cyclone still did not shoot. He made a voice that made Song Shuhang's liver hurt: "4..."
Song Shuhang's eyes immediately became wet.
Three seconds has come.
Young Master Phoenix Slayer's hand had already grasped the handle of the walk-behind tractor because of the instructions three seconds ago, a series of operations.
Boom ~ boom ~ the walk-behind tractor roared.
Stop it, the game hasn't started yet, it's too late to stop now!
But unfortunately, even if he wanted to stop, the command would only be transmitted to Young Master Phoenix Slayer's body after 3 seconds.
So, in the spotlight; under the lens of the 'gossip information collector'; in the surprised eyes of the contestants and the gun referee, Venerable Cyclone.
chug chug...
Young Master Phoenix Slayer's walk-behind tractor rushed forward frantically, that speed was fast! It seemed that Young Master Phoenix Slayer had installed at least ten times the acceleration formation in the car!
Crazy Blade Three Waves: "Huh? Did the referee, Venerable Cyclone, fire a shot?"
Northern River Loose Cultivator: "No way, didn't you see that Senior Whirlwind Venerable was also dumbfounded?"
Mad Saber Three Waves: "Why did Young Master Phoenix Slayer suddenly rush out?"
Dharma King Creation: "It is estimated that he has become nervous again. You also know his race, and sometimes he will suddenly become nervous."
"But, just let him rush out like this?" Kuang Dao Sanlang said.
Just as fellow Daoists were discussing, Venerable White standing next to him stood up and pointed his hand at the 'Phoenix Slayer' walk-behind tractor... (To be continued.)
ps: The timetable, still can't be adjusted back. I have the heart to want to die.