With such a legendary experience, the evaluation he got was actually quite bluffing? The doctor thought you were the one who could really bluff people, so he took out a booklet and handed it over, then gave him a meaningful look, and said, "This is the third piece of news, the booklet is worth a hundred crystals, I miss you It should be necessary."
Jing Jiu took the booklet, thought for a while and said, "I'll also send you a message back, that Zhao Layue will attend the Meihui."
The doctor's expression changed slightly, and he confirmed, "Which one?"
Jing Jiu said, "Of course it's the last item."
The doctor said: "The matter between Fang Jingtian and Xi Wangsun will let you know once there is any progress."
He didn't ask who Jing Jiu was again, and he didn't discuss with Jing Jiu how to notify each other.
After Jing Jiu left, the clerk from the clinic came in, shook his head and said, "I can't see his face, so I can't draw a portrait."
The doctor said: "Is there no use for the Guangguangjian?"
The man said: "Yes, the hat is okay, the key is that the black mask on his face is a bit weird."
The doctor thought that it should be a treasure made by Shiyue Peak, so he said no more, "Zhao Layue will participate in the Meihui Dao Battle."
The buddy took a pen and paper and recorded it as fast as possible.
In many people's minds, even if Zhao Layue is a natural Daoist, after all, her cultivation is fading, she cannot be the opponent of Luo Huainan, Tong Yan and others. In addition, she is now the master of Shenmo Peak, and she will not end easily, so this The Cimei meeting should be just to watch the ceremony, but she didn't expect that she would actually participate in the competition.
"The ranking in the brochure will change soon." The doctor sighed, and said: "There is a problem between Shenmo Peak and Xilai Peak, plus the previous Bihu Peak, when did Qingshan become so chaotic? The Ministry of Communications will continue to investigate and dig deeper, and all the news will be summarized and classified into Class C."
The guy complied and continued to record on paper.
"The origin of Chanzi is classified as Class A, top secret."
The doctor glanced at the clerk and handed him a new piece of paper.
The buddy understood what this meant and nodded repeatedly.
After pondering for a moment, the doctor said: "If this news is really confirmed, give him the information we have on the grandson of Xi Wang."
The buddy said: "Xi Wangsun is too cautious. He doesn't even use the people of the Xihai Sword Sect. The servants around him are very mysterious. We don't have much information."
The doctor said: "I just agreed to exchange news with him, but I didn't say that we have a lot of news."
The man felt a little sympathetic to the young man wearing a hat who had just left, and asked, "Who is that man?"
The doctor said: "Yesterday Zenzi said to He Guogong that the person protected by Xiangyun the night before was the successor of the old man. The key lies in two points. Who is the successor of the old man? Why did Chanzi need to protect him? Today this person said that the former peak master He was there at the time, and there was still an investigation, so couldn't this reveal his identity?"
The man was a little surprised, and said, "Could it be that he is Jing Jiu?"
The doctor took a sip from his teacup and said, "That's right, who else knows such an old code except the reincarnated descendant of Master Jingyang?"
If the man realized something, he said, "No wonder you gave him those three messages."
"Since he is going to participate in the May meeting, he will definitely like these three news, especially the last one."
Thinking of something, the doctor couldn't help shaking his head.
Jing Jiu was obviously ignorant of world affairs, wearing a mask to hide his identity, but it was full of loopholes.
Such a young man, even if he is a swordsman, may not be able to go too far. It is not worthwhile for the curtain roller to deliberately befriend him.
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Night Rain is silent and not annoying.
Jing Jiu returned to his room in the small courtyard, lay down on the bamboo chair, took out the booklet and flipped through it casually.
His expression was very calm.
If it were any other young ascetic who participated in the Meihui, even someone like Tong Yan would have a dignified expression.
This seemingly inconspicuous booklet records all the information of the top 100 candidates for this year's Meihui. What we are talking about here is not simple information such as sect, native place, age, gender, etc., but the cultivation methods, magic weapons and flying swords, combat awareness analysis, realm strength evaluation, and prediction of the final ranking.
As for how to determine the top 100, it naturally comes from the judgment of the shutter roller.
Since it involves exercises and battles, this is naturally the last item in the Dao of Qin, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting.
Road war.
Jing Jiu wasn't particularly interested, so he opened it casually and looked around.
Luo Huainan ranked first.
This leader of the younger generation of disciples of the Zhongzhou faction was already in the middle stage of Jindan six years ago. I don't know how far he has broken through now. After dealing with it with skill, now it is completely impossible to see who is likely to challenge him.
It's only natural that the roller blind people look up to him.
Somewhat unexpectedly, the second place was not Tong Yan, Bai Zao, or a disciple of Shuiyue Temple, but a member of the West Sea Sword Sect named Tonglu.
Jing Jiu didn't pay much attention, and continued to scroll backwards, and finally saw the name of Qingshan's disciple at the seventeenth place.
Yao Song Shan.
Then he saw his name in the 40th place.
In the eyes of many people, Jing Jiu's victory over Gu Han was a complete accident, and it did not mean that his strength was really superior to that of Gu Han.
Not everyone is like Master Qingshan Jiufeng who has been immersed in kendo for many years and can see his extraordinaryness. Even Master Qingshan thinks that if Gu Han is not too confident and uses Hanjing lock Qingqiu to attack, Jing Jiu is really a natural sword There is no way to defeat him, the gap between Wuzhang's initial state and the upper state is too large.
This is a normal inference, Jing Jiu still doesn't care.
He was just thinking that the person who rolled the shutter knew that Zhao Layue would participate in the Taoist battle, so he would definitely revise this booklet, and he didn't know where that girl would be ranked.
Suddenly, he became interested in the ranking of chess games.
Of course, he didn't think this meant that his ranking in the Taoist battle was too low.
Turning to the part of the chess game, the first name that came into view was Tong Yan. The evaluation was like rumors, and all kinds of praises were like hype.
His name didn't appear until after a dozen or so, and the evaluation was simple.
——The number one in the Four Seas Banquet Chess Tournament, with amazing computing power, but obviously a beginner, even if he has made rapid progress in this year, it is impossible to get a glimpse of the avenue.
In the early morning, Jing Jiu woke up, cleaned his face with sword fire, arranged his clothes, walked out of the room, and came to the flower hall.
The family was having breakfast, a very simple porridge and steamed buns, and a large bowl of green vegetable wontons in the middle looked more fragrant.
The young woman stood up to greet her, and Xiaoyi asked, "Do you want to eat some together?"
Jing Jiu said: "No need, I will have guests coming to see me later, let me tell you, don't be nervous."
This family has lived here for a long time, and there are naturally relatives and friends who come to visit us on weekdays, but thinking that today's guest is Jing Jiu's, how can they not be nervous, whether it is the elderly grandfather or the middle-aged couple The couple, with anxious expressions on their faces, wondered what should they do later
Only the child couldn't feel the atmosphere of the family, staring at Jing Jiu, his eyes rolled around, very curious, wondering if this is the uncle
"That guest doesn't need to entertain, just feel free."
After saying this, Jing Jiu was about to go back, thinking about one more thing, and asked, "Is there a gamble about Mei?"
Sitting by the table was a young man, probably Jing Jiu's nominal elder brother, who hadn't spoken a word in the past two days.
Hearing Jing Jiu's question at this time, he knew where his parents and wife knew about these things, so he quickly explained.
"Ordinary people in Chaoge City can't get in touch with such grand religious gatherings like Meihui. Even if the princes and ministers start gambling games, they are worried that the immortal masters will be displeased, so the court has always strictly prohibited it, but this is only on the surface. In private There will still be some gamble."
Jing Jiu said, "If there is a reliable gamble, you might as well try it out."
The young man was a little surprised and asked, "What are you betting on?"
Jing Jiu said, "Chess battle, bet on me to win."