It was almost the time when Jianghu jackpot officially started.
Lu Zhongyun and the others began to make some preparations before Li Wuyou started retreating.
So, everything is ready very quickly.
Three days later.
early morning.
The blue sky is cloudless.
The bright sunshine poured down from the blue sky, bringing warmth to the entire Huajian School.
It also brought an indescribable excitement.
Because, their head is going to take the young leader of the Huajian faction to participate in the Jianghu jackpot.
This moment.
Almost all the disciples of the Huajian School, including the inner sect and the outer sect, have already arrived at the square in front of Yunmiao Hall.
Thousands of mighty people.
They surrounded each other densely like a vast ocean.
They are neatly arranged.
Not saying a word.
And those eyes were directed towards the main entrance of Yunmiao Hall.
There, stood several elders with brand-new clothes and proud faces, as well as Lu Qianchuan and others who were about to participate in the Jianghu jackpot.
They also faced the main entrance of Yunmiao Hall.
There is fanaticism in the eyes.
There is still hope.
All of them are waiting for someone.
That is Li Wuyou.
Waiting for the head to appear, leading them to win glory for the Huajian faction.
crunch!
Under the eyes of everyone, the closed door slowly opened.
A thin, handsome figure in a long gown with colorful clouds and flamboyant black hair came out slowly.
The sun seems to be called.
Gently transfer.
It poured all over him.
Reflecting that face is more crystal clear like jade, mysterious and immortal.
"We will see the head."
After a brief silence, the nine elders led four disciples and knelt at Li Wuyou's feet.
The voice is high pitched.
"See the master."
Immediately afterwards, there were countless disciples who were as mighty as the ocean.
Their shouts were full of enthusiasm and worship.
The sound surged mightily into the clouds.
The flying birds that passed by were scared away.
"Everyone get up."
Li Wuyou smiled, looked away from the countless disciples, and then landed on Lu Qianchuan and the other four.
He paused, and asked in a deep voice,
"You guys, are you ready?"
"Please don't worry, Sect Leader, the first prize in the world, the four of us will definitely live up to everyone's expectations and win the first prize!"
Led by Lu Qianchuan, the four spoke loudly,
"From now on in the world, I will be the hero of Huajian faction!"
"Haha, so ambitious."
Li Wuyou felt very pleased with the words of the four of them, and the aura when they said these words.
The harder the four of them worked, the greater their chances of getting the remaining Silver Frost Tiger Silkworms.
Now, it looks like it's 100%.
He nodded slightly, and smiled again,
"Since you already have this ambition, let's go."
"Let the world see how amazing I am, the leader of the Huajian faction!"
Crash!
Following Li Wuyou's words, the countless disciples all took the initiative to get out of the way.
It's like a surging river, parting towards both sides.
But Li Wuyou walked with strides.
Behind him, Lu Qianchuan and other four people, as well as the third elder Lu Zhongyun, and others also proudly followed.
Crash!
Crash!
Li Wuyou led the crowd through the training ground, and every time he passed by, the disciples on both sides fell to their knees one after another.
Then the shouts of mountains and tsunami continued to surge into the sky.
"Congratulations to the head."
"May I reign among the flowers."
drive!
It didn't take long before Li Wuyou took the two elders, four core disciples, and some inner disciples who were responsible for taking care of several people along the way, and rode on the fast horse.
Heading north.
sunset.
Gradually dyed the sky red.
Their figures, also amidst the unrestrained and unrestrained will, added a touch of bright red.
…
Li Wuyou led everyone away at the same time.
The rivers and lakes are already full of uproar and storms because of the news that the jackpot is coming.
Countless rivers and lakes sects are rushing towards Henan Road with young disciples of their own generation.
They also want to participate in the Jianghu jackpot.
Of course, they didn't participate in Shaolin, Huajian School, or endless bitterness.
They can only be regarded as side dishes in the Jianghu jackpot.
Let's compete a little with martial arts sects of the same level as myself.
And bet some jackpots.
The real highlight will always be the top martial arts.
The reason why these people from the rivers and lakes went there was actually because they wanted to see which family and faction could really rule the world today.
for a while.
The entire Henan Province became extremely lively because of this incident.
And Kaifeng Mansion, not far from Shaoshi Mountain, became overcrowded because of this incident.
Almost the entire inn near the Bianyang River was full.
In the inns, on the streets and alleys, and even in the restaurants and teahouses, everyone, whether they are from the Jianghu, ordinary people, or even storytellers, are discussing the upcoming jackpot in the Jianghu.
that situation.
It's just hilarious.
"The Jianghu jackpot has not yet begun, but it is already so enthusiastic."
at this time.
It was night.
As the most prosperous area in Kaifeng Prefecture, both sides of the Bianyang River are already brightly lit.
Countless flower boats sway in the middle of the river.
The girls are graceful.
The sound of the zither, silk and bamboo is like the sound of nature.
The din of the guests was even more turbulent.
People from the rivers and lakes traveled from far away to have a good time after all.
Therefore, this grand scene will last until the jackpot in Jianghu is over.
And in the middle reaches of the Bianyang River, there is a reed area. The terrain here is dangerous, and it is extremely easy to run aground when boats come here.
Therefore, very few people showed up.
At this moment, there are two people standing here.
a monk.
Wearing a gray cassock, there are nine blood-colored moles on the top of his bald head.
On his feet were rag boots.
It looks a little desolate.
But that face was exceptionally calm.
Next to the monk was a burly, somewhat unusual old man.
He is two heads taller than the monk.
In such a cold night, he was only wearing a short shirt and shorts.
The muscles on his body were exposed, like copper-skinned iron bones, and at a glance, it made people feel full of oppression.
And his pair of eyes were even more radiant.
Like the lights of the stars at night.
These two are the masters of today's martial arts.
Shaolin Abbot Zhixiang.
The gong master of endless suffering, Luo Beihan.
The two have known each other since they were young, and now they have lived for hundreds of years. Although they belong to the two sects of Shaolin and Endless Suffering, the relationship between them is not unfamiliar.
On the contrary, it is the friendship of Ziqi Boya.
It was Luo Beihan who spoke just now.
At this moment, he was looking at the thousands of lights and meditating.
"Greed, hatred, ignorance, and evil desire are the source of suffering for all beings."
The monk Zhixiang clasped his hands together, recited Amitabha Buddha, and then said with a wry smile,
"But, who can really get out?"
"Even if it is my Buddhist school, don't you want to flock here just to fight for a first prize?"
"You can see clearly."
Luo Beihan smiled, twisted his neck, and there was a crisp sound between the muscles and bones, and said,
"Stop talking nonsense."
"This year's Jianghu jackpot, the top prize, you Shaolin, are you sure?"
"I heard that there is a monster in Huajian School."
"This year is unusual..."