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The yellow talisman paper was pasted under the eaves of the blue-gray roof, swaying in the wind, emitting light.

Like a young sun, shining on the seeds that have just sprouted.

The light was bright but not dazzling, warm but not burning.

When the spring breeze blows, the water waves in the vat reflect the cloud shadows, rippling gently and sparkling.

Song Qianji just watched, feeling happy for the lotus roots.

It is not difficult for him to create his own spotlight, but in order to adjust the most suitable light-emitting time and light intensity, he drew more than ten sheets of talisman paper.

When Meng Heze entered with a group of outer disciples, he saw Song Qianji packing up his pen and ink.

And there are two stacks of newly painted talismans on the table, and the traces of the talisman sand are still fresh.

All the disciples were stunned and overjoyed: "Brother Song actually drew the talisman!"

Unless there is really no other way, everyone doesn't want to bother Song Qianji and cause him trouble.So no one told him about the arrangement of the new style of play in the arena.

Unexpectedly, Senior Brother Song was unpredictable and foresighted, predicting things like a god.

Song Qianji tapped some waste talisman paper: "It's just in time, let's play with it."

Meng Heze entered the door happily, Zhou Xiaoyun and others waited outside the door and sighed:

"Senior Brother Song always has a cold face and a warm heart. He doesn't mention it, but he cares about us all the time, so he can detect where we are not thinking well!"

Meng Heze touched the talisman paper and asked curiously: "Brother, why are the talismans divided into two stacks, and what is the difference?"

"Here is this stack of runes that is stronger and brighter." Song Qianji said, "You can take it away and play with it as you like."

Hanging it under the eaves for half a day can dry out the water tank and roast the lotus root to death.

But I heard that the price of talisman paper in Huawei City has increased, so it seems a bit wasteful to tear up waste talismans casually.

Meng Heze hesitated: "Then, I just want another stack that is not too bright. Shall we change?"

He thought, of course the good things are kept for the senior brother for his own use, how could I have the nerve to take them away.

Song Qianji thought to himself, you kid has a pretty good idea. If you use it, what do I use for my two tanks of lotus root?

Immediately and decisively refused: "No!"

Holding the talisman, Meng Heze was moved with tears in his eyes: "Senior Brother Song, I will definitely live up to your high expectations!"

"Huh?" Song Qianji was taken aback.

It's broken, my brain has been beaten stupid.

Meng Heze controlled his tears and bowed to him: "I have to rush to the next round of lottery, and I'll cook noodles for senior brother at night!"

Song Qianji was about to say that I don't have to eat noodles, or you should wash up and go to bed early after playing, when Meng Heze turned and left.

Under his leadership, a group of outer disciples seemed to have drunk ten bowls of chicken blood, their eyes shone, and their steps were swift.

……

Under the attack of blood, drums, and white pigeons, Meng Heze was lucky enough not to be eliminated. With the lowest number of support votes, he barely squeezed into the top 90 martial arts test list, ranking No. [-].

The crowd was unwilling to admit that they were attracted by the novelty of play, but their bodies were still honestly waiting for him to draw lots, and they gathered under his ring to watch.

Meng Heze didn't play fast this time, but he repeatedly made dangerous moves.

He used a lot of tricks that required rotation, and every time he turned around, the hem of his clothes flew high.

A gust of wind blows countless white petals from nowhere.

Fluttering and flying all over the sky, it seemed like a heavy snow fell on the ring.

The white petals intertwine with the bright red blood, which is beautiful and soul-stirring.

Someone in the audience was playing music with bamboo leaves.

It wasn't until Meng Heze withdrew his sword that everyone in the audience came back to their senses, as if they had watched a young man's arduous journey to seek immortality.

"I want to vote for him!" A female cultivator choked up.

At the end of this round, Meng Heze stayed away from the square until the next round.

At first it was almost dusk.

After the beating, it was dark all around, only a beam of light hit him, illuminating his blood-stained face.

Meng Heze was bleeding all over, but he lowered his head and took out a branch of pear blossom that hadn't bloomed from his sleeve, gently blew the bud, and threw it down the ring.

"Thank you for coming to my ring!"

I don't know which female cultivator took the lead in screaming, and there was a burst of looting in the audience.

After the incident, a group of nuns supporting Meng Heze took shape.

Someone regretted: "It's a pity that each game is not repeated, and you can only watch it once."

Someone whispered, "I secretly recorded it with a video camera."

"Really? You can set a price and sell it to me. How about three hundred spirit stones?"

The female cultivator gritted her teeth and said, "I won't sell it, I want to keep it for myself!"

"Three hundred and five!"

"No, the sudden heartbeat at the age of 14 is a priceless treasure!"

Many monks don't understand:

"Three hundred and five? Are you crazy, just to see a little boy."

"Who sprinkled the petals on him, it's too exaggerated, too contrived!"

"But it's really good to watch. Anyway, let's just watch it, don't vote, and feast our eyes first."

Everyone said they would never vote, but they knew that if Meng Heze was eliminated, there would be no more exciting ring performances to watch.

Some people think that since everyone says no to vote, he must not have a high number of votes, and I will just vote to keep him out of the game.

This kind of thinking made Meng Heze's votes soar all the way.

Chen Hongzhu has mixed feelings about this, Meng Heze is a disciple of Huawei Sect, and Huawei Sect should be honored, but Meng Heze is at odds with the sect, and the entire outer sect is more united and more difficult to control because of this exhibition match.

Some elders have suggested that after the end of the Dengwen Yahui, all outer sect disciples should be expelled from the mountain, and a new batch of better managed, more obedient, willing to work more will be recruited to go up the mountain, so as to completely change the atmosphere of the outer sect.

Feng Ziyi has a different standpoint from her, and only cares about being happy and lively.

As a female cultivator who had dealt with Meng Heze, she took the lead in becoming a supporter, and even sent a maid to distribute colored notes: "Sanlu No. [-], Meng Heze, find out."

The female nuns are very skillful in canvassing votes. Let’s start with those monks from the small sect who participated in the meeting just to see the world and were eliminated early:

"Hi, fellow Taoist."

It was the first time in many people's lives that a beautiful female cultivator took the initiative to strike up a conversation, and their faces flushed with excitement. They didn't know what to say, so they bowed first, and then stumbled and said, "You, no, hello, fairy!"

"Where you come from, which sect you are from, these are not important, as long as you cast a precious vote for Sanlu Wumeng Heze, we will be good friends! Come on, Sanlu Wumeng Heze has a look, he will do whatever style of play you like have!"

After this set of procedures, it is very difficult for the other party not to vote.

Some people accused these nuns of disrupting the order of the martial arts test and being aesthetically deformed.

Feng Ziyi rolled his eyes to the sky: "You are only allowed to hold wonderful cigarettes, we are not allowed to hold a male monk."

"How can you insult Fairy Miaoyan in public?!"

"Ha, why did I insult her? I didn't say anything bad about her!" Feng Ziyi laughed.

"How noble is Fairy Miaoyan, how can Meng Heze, a mere outer disciple, be compared?"

Another female cultivator rushed: "Heroes don't ask where they come from. In terms of cultivation, Miaoyan established the foundation at the age of 14, and Meng Heze is also 14 years old this year; in terms of reputation, Miaoyan became the most recognized beauty at the age of 17. Meng Heze If Ze wins the championship this year, he will be the youngest leader in the history of the Dengwen Yahui, where is the difference?"

"My sister is right. In another ten years, if Meng Heze can successfully form the alchemy, he will be the next Ziye Manjusri!"

"What a big face, but a grandstanding person, not only compared to Fairy Miaoyan, but also Senior Brother Ziye? You are all porcelain, touch everywhere!"

The greater the controversy, the more famous Meng Heze became.

Someone on channel one played a whole set of lost sword formulas, but no one paid any attention; someone on channel two made a breakthrough before the battle, but no one paid any attention, and everyone quarreled over Meng Heze every day.

Whether it is love or hate, anger or resentment, Meng Heze has become the center of discussion.

Some people think that Meng Heze brings freshness and ingenuity to the exhibition competition.

Besides, Meng Heze is a sapling that has not yet grown up. Compared with betting on a towering tree, betting that he will advance is more involved.

This is the feeling of changing the fate of others, once you try it, you will be addicted.

Some people also believe that Meng Heze's supporters are cancerous tumors in the cultivation world, and they touch porcelain everywhere.

But can't refuse those gorgeous temptations.

After watching Meng Heze's competition, it is boring to look at the traditional style of play, just like eating without a grain of salt, there is no taste at all.

Unless they catch up with a certain contestant who is a brother of the same discipline, he is unwilling to leave the arena with Meng Heze.

His exhibition games are always full of tricks.

For example, a soundtrack that is just right and sets off the atmosphere.

For example, the magic weapon exploded in the air, like a firework.

For example, hundreds of sky lanterns are lit at the same time and fly into the night sky.

Regardless of the outcome of Dengwen Yahui, these pictures will always remain in memory and become the deepest and brightest colors of this spring.

……

Because of Meng Heze, the martial arts test was caught in a vortex, and the painting and calligraphy test and piano test had just begun.

On this day, Song Qianji watered the vegetable garden as usual, and put new spotlights on the eaves.

Then, facing the cool morning breeze, breathing in the fragrance of the mountains and forests, I walked out of the house leisurely.

It's time for him to take the calligraphy and painting test.