The time was soon approaching the time for the big competition in the Qingyun Sect, because Li Luo needed to arrange various matters, so he had moved into the main peak, Luoxia Peak, a few days ago.
By the way, together with another elder who is in charge of this big competition, that is, the old man who will plot against Chu Wuyong in the big competition, he started to set up the competition venue and arrange the competition.
Although there is no need for Li Luo to worry about things other than arranging competitions, Qingyun Sect is a large sect with tens of thousands of disciples after all. And this time the competition is also very important for the disciples in the sect, so Li Luo hardly has any leisure time in the past few days, except for the courtyard of the main peak where he lives temporarily, he has no time to go back to his own peak to watch look.
In order to prevent the weather from affecting the competition that lasted for more than half a month, Li Luo and the elder jointly set up a large formation around the competition venue.
When setting up this formation, Li Luo was not worried that the elder would do something small in the formation.
After all, this formation is aimed at all the disciples participating in the competition, and maintenance disciples will come to check the formation every day. If there is anything wrong, it is likely that the maintenance disciples will find out.
While maintaining the order of the venue, although Li Luo was calm on the surface, he was secretly paying attention to the whereabouts and movements of the old man, but he didn't find anything wrong.
After all, it was a long time ago when he wrote this book, and he only remembered some plots, plus the outline of the story given by Xiaoqi in his mind, so he remembered this incident.
But when and where did the elder move his hands and feet, Li Luo couldn't remember the specific plot. He could only suppress the doubts in his heart and continue to carefully arrange the game arrangement this time.
But with himself watching from the side, the elder who hated him didn't dare to make any obvious moves.
But now, since he didn't notice what the elder was doing, he could only pay more attention when Chu Wuyong was on stage during the competition.
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Three more days passed like this.
The weather on this day was very good. There was only one round of bright sun hanging in the sky. The sky was blue and cloudless. It seemed that the next few days would be rare good weather.
Li Luo was wearing a moon-white robe today, and his smooth, jet-black long hair was simply tied with a jade crown, revealing an extraordinarily full and smooth forehead. He stood tall and tall on the high platform, looking down at the disciples who were coming from below and were about to gather.
After only a few glances among the crowd, Li Luo saw Chu Wuyong in a sparsely populated place.
When Li Luo's gaze was cast on the indifferent figure standing quietly among the crowd, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him, Chu Wuyong also just raised his eyes at this moment and looked at in his direction.
The eyes of the two exchanged briefly in the air.
Those dark and deep eagle eyes seemed to contain indescribable feelings, and they looked straight into Li Luo's eyes like that. But soon Chu Wuyong put away the emotion in his eyes, as if the eye contact just now was just Li Luo's illusion.
Li Luo was stared at by Chu Wuyong's inadvertent gaze, and felt his heart skip a few beats. His eyes flickered a few times, and then he turned his eyes away immediately, and didn't look at Chu Wuyong again. .
If someone took a closer look at Gu Qingchen who they thought was very aloof at this time, Elder Gu's white jade carvings seemed to have pointed ears. You will find that on the ear tips that are as clear and white as snow in the mountains, for some reason, they are stained with a touch of light pink. It is like a cluster of plum blossoms blooming in the snow, which is particularly eye-catching.
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The competition within the Qingyun Sect is divided into three stages, the preliminary round, the rematch, and the final.
And the disciple who won the first place will be rewarded with a high-grade magic weapon by the suzerain. You must know that magical artifacts are rare in the cultivation world. Even if it is a medium-grade magical artifact, there are countless monks scrambling to get it, let alone a high-grade magical artifact. If an ordinary monk can get one, it is the virtue of the ancestors.
Therefore, when Li Luo, who was standing above the high platform, announced the prize for the first place in this competition in his cold voice, all the disciples standing below couldn't help but start to boil.
In the eyes of many disciples who decided to participate in the competition, there was a look of determination to win the first place in this competition, and many people began to secretly look at the disciples around them who were going to participate in the competition together, so as to evaluate What are your chances of winning.
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Li Luo, as one of the persons in charge of this internal competition, announced the precautions for this internal competition on the top platform, and then walked down the platform with the elders of his group, and came to the side to cheer for them. Sit down in the prepared position.
After all the elders sat down, a disciple wearing a green shirt flew onto the competition stage. He was the disciple appointed to preside over the preliminary competition this time, and he would recite all the candidates for the competition below.
The disciples waiting below have long been eager to try. This time, the internal competition will not only allow them to show their faces in front of these elders, but also allow them to test the results of their hard work over the years.
Chu Wuyong was completely different from those disciples around him whose eyes were full of eagerness to try. His black eyes were quiet, as if he just came here for a walk, without the slightest emotional ups and downs.
Only when the gaze came into contact with the person in the white robe sitting on the stand prepared for the senior officials of Qing Yunzong, who was as graceful as a fairy but with a cold face, there would be a slight fluctuation.
The competition started soon, Li Luo didn't have much interest in the competition of other disciples, the disciples he would accept, except Chu Wuyong, there would be no second person.
On the contrary, the elders sitting next to Li Luo looked at the disciples in front of them with great interest, whispering to each other from time to time.
For old fellows like them, the road to cultivation is very long, and although they have been doing this for so many years, they sometimes feel a little boring. This kind of competition is a rare thing that can be used to relieve fatigue.
Li Luo maintained the image of being tall and cold and not talking to others, and he didn't talk to the elders beside him, so he was happy and relaxed.
The old man with white beard and hair sitting next to Li Luo glanced at Li Luo from the corner of his eye indistinctly, a flash of jealousy and loathing quickly flashed in his eyes, and they were quickly closed behind the gray eyeballs.
Immediately, he gathered his long and wide sleeves, then turned his head, looked at Li Luo with an extremely friendly smile on his wrinkled face, and said slowly: "The disciples who participated in the competition this year are better than Ten years ago it was quite a lot. Elder Gu, you have personally taught your only apprentice for so long, and now watching the competition of so many disciples, do you think your precious apprentice can win the championship in one fell swoop? ?” This sentence has a teasing tone, as if it is a joke.
But the target of this sentence is Gu Qingchen who has always been strict and cold in the eyes of everyone, and doesn't like to communicate with people too much.
Immediately, all the elders who were still chatting in low voices all quieted down unknowingly.
Li Luo couldn't help cursing the old man as an old fox in his heart, asking this question to someone other than him, they would probably answer it as a joke. But with Gu Qingchen's temperament, it is absolutely impossible to know how to answer in a roundabout way, avoiding the key points of this question, and blurring the main points. What he said must be the true thoughts in his own heart.
Originally, because Gu Qingchen was not sociable, he was a little out of place among the elders. If he said frankly how his disciple was now, and then the old fox next to him said how he was compared to so-and-so's disciple, it would really be extremely hateful.
Li Luo's white fingers on his lap moved slightly, and a pair of phoenix eyes that seemed to be soaked in the cool autumn water of late autumn looked straight at the old man smiling at him, "Elder Zhao,"—this Elder Zhao is Li This time, Luo needs to beware of people who hold a grudge against him. After Li Luo called him, he paused for a moment before continuing: "What will happen in the end, it's just up to each person's ability. Until the end, who will know who can get the first place?"
The smile on the old man's face froze immediately, and before he could say anything, the other elders at the side immediately interrupted the conversation.
Elder Zhao could only let go of the idea of provoking with words for the time being. After all, he couldn't do it too obviously, so he could only follow the steps of other elders.
Li Luo didn't pay any attention to him, and just cast his gaze on Chu Wuyong among the many disciples. He had looked at the roster for the competition before, and now it was almost Chu Wuyong's turn to compete with another disciple.
Sure enough, after three more games, Chu Wuyong was called by the disciple who presided over the game.
Li Luo sat up slightly and looked towards the competition stage. Although he knew in his heart that with Chu Wuyong's ability, it is impossible for anything to happen in this preliminary competition, and he will win all the way to the final. But even so, Li Luo watched Chu Wuyong step onto the stage, still slightly nervous for him.
Elder Zhao at the side glanced at Li Luo, and a faint sneer slowly appeared on his lips.
Gu Qingchen, take a good look at your apprentice now, and collect his body properly when the finals come.