The first charge burns the ancient formula, the ancestors call me senior

The rest of the Fenjianmen disciples were extremely excited after hearing this!

Wouldn't it be wonderful to be able to compete with Ling Xiaozong for the glory of the sun and the moon under the leadership of Lin Yang?

This grand wish seems quite immature now, but if a monk has no ideals and no big ambitions, how can he compete with the heavens to cultivate his own spiritual energy, how can he compete with other monks to seize the opportunity to practice the law of wealth and companionship?
Besides, Lin Yang has been leading Fenjianmen to victory, so naturally they also want to believe that the goal plan formulated by Lin Yang is achievable, not out of reach.

It just needs them to devote themselves to Fenjianmen as a whole, so as to live up to Lin Yang's expectations.

So the Great Elder, Xiao Shixuan, and the other branch hall masters clasped their fists together, and shouted to Lin Yang in unison, and said in a tone full of determination: "Young Sect Master, we will definitely assist you with all our strength, and we vow to fight against Lin Yang in Ling Xiao. The sect has made a name for itself, and in this Lingcangzhou sect competition, we will fight for the first place!"

"You guys continue to practice here first and accumulate strength!" Lin Yang said lightly, "I have a hunch that the fact that we entered the reception area of ​​the outer sect will definitely be known by other sects, and I am afraid they will send people to come tonight Come, trouble us! Therefore, you have to send disciples to take turns to be on duty day and night."

The Great Elder nodded upon hearing the words, and said to Lin Yang resolutely, "But according to the Young Sect Master's order!"

Afterwards, under the leadership of the elders and the head of the branch hall, the disciples of Fenjianmen also relied on the high-level spirit-gathering array in the villa, and began to practice with great concentration, making preparations for the grand competition in six days' time!
But at this time, a leisurely bell rang outside the door, accompanied by a voice that spread spiritual power: "All the stewards of the sect, please go to the outer hall to hold the lottery ceremony!"

Seeing this, Lin Yang said to Ye Qinghuan with a chuckle: "Qing Huan, why don't you follow me to draw lots? I have a hunch that it will be fun to draw lots before this big Zongmen competition."

"It's just a lottery, I'm afraid someone will cause trouble." Ye Qinghuan said to Lin Yang without any fluctuations in her voice, "In order to avoid accidents, I will go with you to the lottery too, so that nothing happens."

Seeing this, Lin Yang didn't speak anymore, but took a step forward and went directly to the outer hall.

Ye Qinghuan followed closely behind him.

Lin Yang couldn't help laughing secretly, it seemed that Ye Qinghuan looked as cold as frost, but she still cared about him.

It's just that this concern is often not expressed in words, but put into action and practice.

Along the way, many monks from other sects also traveled with them.

They looked at the ordinary-looking Lin Yang and Ye Qinghuan, and for some reason there was a strange look in their eyes.

Lin Yang is naturally aware that what happened outside the gate of the Lingxiao Sect is naturally magnified infinitely when all the sects of Ling Cangzhou gather together. I am afraid that many monks from other sects have long known the name of Fenjianmen and him The characters are all looking at him with fear now.

Lin Yang looked calm and composed about this, instead he took Ye Qinghuan's little hand and ran forward with her quickly.

Ye Qinghuan felt the warmth of Lin Yang's palm, and showed a slight surprise on his expression.

Although he had practiced together with Lin Yang very intimately before, he still felt a little uncomfortable with the intimate physical contact with Lin Yang now.

But fortunately, this discomfort did not last long.

In a blink of an eye, they arrived at the outer gate hall.

And here, many monks gathered.

But this didn't make Lin Yang let go of Ye Qinghuan's hand, on the contrary, he clenched it even tighter.

She was afraid that she would be swept away by the flow of people if she was not careful.

And this also made Ye Qinghuan's heart thump.

Although Lin Yang held her with strength before, she had already adapted a little.

But now that Lin Yang's grip is even tighter, for some reason, it still makes her blush and her heart beat.

Ye Qinghuan couldn't help but secretly glanced at Lin Yang, and Lin Yang was also looking back at her with a smile in his eyes.

All of a sudden, Ye Qinghuan felt as if he was getting an electric shock all over his body.

Ye Qinghuan asked herself, she had met quite a few men, what kind of man had she not met?

But Lin Yang was the first man to give her this feeling.

In fact, Lin Yang didn't give her this kind of feeling at the beginning, but since they practiced together that day, Ye Qinghuan found that Lin Yang's shadow in her heart was getting bigger and bigger.

When Lin Yang saw Ye Qinghuan's inner deer bumping, he whispered in her ear: "Huan'er, why don't we practice together again at night? Let's see in the next six months. In a few days, can I improve my cultivation so that I can be more popular in this big competition."

Hearing this, Ye Qinghuan couldn't help but rolled her eyes at Lin Yang and said, "Are you trying to take advantage of me? Hmph, I'll deal with you when I get back and let you think about all this in your head!"

Although Ye Qinghuan said the most cruel words, but Ye Qinghuan's small hand held Lin Yang's big hand even tighter.

Seeing this, Lin Yang smiled without saying a word.He looked towards the center of the hall.

At this time, many monks from other sects also came here in disorder.

The eldest disciple of Ling Xiaozong's outer sect also stepped onto the high platform at this time, and his eyes swept over these monks one by one.

With this sweep, many monks from other sects became quiet, and all of them looked at Jiangyuan Mountain eagerly, as if they were waiting for him to speak.

As for Jiang Yuanshan, he said in a loud voice: "It is really an honor for the Lingxiao Sect to be able to participate in this Lingcangzhou Sect Grand Competition. Not much to say, the first round of the competition will now be drawn for the knockout round. It will determine your order of appearance! As before, those who draw the same number will form a group of two, and then they will enter the big competition in the next round!"

Afterwards, Jiang Yuanshan took out a handful of paper figurines.

He sprinkled the little paper figurines into the air, and immediately the little paper figurines flew all over the ceiling.

Seeing this, those monks rose from the ground one by one, took a paper figurine, and landed back steadily.

"I didn't expect this method of drawing lots to be quite novel. One draws one less one, and what you draw depends on your quickness, and it's random enough. After all, paper figurines are flying around, but no one can see clearly."

Seeing this, Lin Yang jumped straight to the ceiling, and seemingly casually picked off a paper figurine.

Soon, he fell back to the ground, and Ye Qinghuan also asked him, "Yang, which number did we draw from Fenjianmen?"

Hearing this, Lin Yang showed Ye Qinghuan the number on the back of the little paper figurine with a wry smile.

And Ye Qinghuan looked at the number on it, and said with a chuckle: "One? So, we are the first to play. It seems that we are really lucky."

As soon as these words came out, the rest of the monks also looked at Lin Yang and Ye Qinghuan one after another. After all, the first one to play in the competition naturally attracted more attention.

Seeing this, Lin Yang smiled lightly and said, "Yeah, I don't know who is so unlucky, he will be eliminated in the first match."

When the rest of the monks heard this, they looked at Lin Yang with strange expressions, thinking that this kid looks so young, and speaks so wildly, could it be that some small sect randomly sent out a disciple just to make a joke out of it? Bar?