Two days later, in the north of Zhongdu City, just after midnight, people were already gathering at the gate of Wulin League, bustling with people.
Clothes of different colors moved among each other, as if a rainbow had formed beside the Wutou Gate.
Climbing up the pillar, I saw the Wulin League's Wutou Gate, which was more than five feet high. It stood majestically, like an open and majestic gate. There are two vertical plaques on the left and right hanging under the Wutou Gate. The upper forehead says "Heaven and Earth are righteous", the lower forehead "Mixed and endowed with manifolds", and a horizontal plaque hangs high - "The universe is vast".
Above the horizontal plaque, the top of Xieshan Mountain is pressed down like a tall mountain, but it cannot hide the proud and chivalrous attitude of the people below.
Looking around, the Ziyun Sword Sect, now the number one sect in the world, has already finished its purple robes and stands under the Wutou Gate. The purple color is calm, which makes the dozens of people look upright and solemn.
And right next to the Ziyun Sword Sect, wearing Muyun gray shirts from top to bottom, is the current third sect, the Changkong Sword Sect.
After passing through the purging troops from both sides, there were many well-known sects gathered right in front of Wutou Gate. Pushing aside the crowd, one could see a Ziyun disciple holding a writing brush on one of the long tables, sweating profusely and recording the list of participants.
There were originally two people recording the book together, but unfortunately one of them escaped in a hurry. So only one person was left here to wipe the sweat off his face and write furiously on the paper.
I remembered it just now, but when one person found out that his senior brother's sect was remembered wrongly, he searched for a long time, but couldn't find the book where the name was written.
The people behind him kept urging him, and the Ziyun disciple became more and more anxious. Amidst his complaints, he finally lost his patience and yelled, "Wait a minute! I'll continue after I finish this!"
He was annoyed by all the urging, and the people behind him would be even more impatient than him. I saw a few aggressive Nine Star Spear disciples carrying spears on their backs, mockingly saying with unkind expressions: "Okay, we have to wait another half hour..."
This sentence aroused people's anger, and Ziyun's disciple was also anxious, and replied not to be outdone: "Then we have to wait!"
The Nine Star Spear disciples naturally had bad tempers. They came from Jiangzhou in the north, traveling thousands of miles, and were considered guests from afar, but the Purple Cloud disciples had no courtesy to treat them as guests.
In a rage, the man frowned, pressed down the list with wet ink, and shouted angrily, "What if I don't want to wait?"
After a light sneer, Ziyun disciple also raised his head, squinted his eyes and replied in a stern voice: "Then go back to where you came from."
Seeing that the war was about to break out, the surrounding Nine Star Spear disciples and Ziyun disciples rushed over. The one with a good temper whispered to persuade him to make peace, while the one with a bad temper had already set up his weapons and shouted, "Is this the way of hospitality in the Wulin Alliance?", supporting his own sect, and for a while , the scene became chaotic.
This movement attracted the attention of many people. Next to Wutou Gate, under the shade of a tree, someone covered his face with a bamboo hat and leaned against the tree, closing his eyes to meditate.
This person was Clara Qiu, who had already signed his name and was waiting here.
Today, she still changed her appearance early, carrying the "Wuqi" she borrowed from Old Man Poxi, and walked inconspicuously among the purge swordsmen.
She had no intention of getting involved with Zhongdu Wulin, so she was indifferent when she heard the news just now. She just glanced back casually under her hat. But this time she turned around, she noticed a man in a different costume who was incompatible with everyone present.
In the midst of all the noise and clamor, there was a young girl who was just like her, standing behind the crowd silently with a Hu pancake in her hand. She was not at all disturbed by the noise and was as calm as a mountain.
If you look carefully, you can see that this girl is wearing unusual clothes. She is holding a cake in her right hand and a crimson oil umbrella in her left hand.
She looks to be about ten years old, with a slightly darker complexion and a pair of smart eyes dotted under her eyebrows.
She wore a red narrow-sleeved short top, and her lower body was a black and red lace skirt. A colorful belt around the waist is particularly eye-catching. It is not only red, white, blue, and green, but also studded with silver spikes and bells. When walking around, it will make a pleasant tinkling sound.
Such dress is extremely rare, not only in Zhongdu, but also in the entire Liang State.
The Hu pancake was hot when it came out of the pan. She changed hands several times before she was finally able to hold the pancake firmly in her hands.
Now that it was not so hot anymore, the girl concentrated on peeling off the outer layer of paper.
There was a lot of commotion in the front, but she was hiding behind the scenes and preparing to eat the cake with all her heart. Anyone who sees this scene will be stunned for a moment.
The Ziyun disciple who was recording the names was surrounded by the sect members, and suddenly he became more confident, raising his voice to challenge: "Rude and rude, is this how the Nine Star Spear Sect treats people?"
After hearing this, the Nine Star Spear disciple was so angry that he sneered and turned around to snatch his silver spear regardless of the other brothers and sisters who tried to stop him, intending to have a fight with the Wulin Alliance.
There was already a tense situation here, but the girl behind had just opened the Hu Pancake and took a bite with great anticipation. However, the pancake crust had just been eaten in her mouth, and she hadn't even bitten into the walnut filling in the middle. The Jiu Xing The gun disciple suddenly raised his elbow, drew his gun, and rushed forward.
She only felt a gust of strong wind, and the next moment, her eyes blurred. She looked up and saw that her piece of Hu Bing had been poked into the air by the elbow of the Nine-Star Spear disciple.
"Hey, hey, hey!" Seeing the cake being thrown into the air, she lost her previous calmness and became panic-stricken.
She looked around with her bright eyes, and seeing that everyone was watching the fun in front and had no time to care about the cake that came from nowhere, she quickly jumped up and hurriedly caught the Hu cake that was hanging in the air.
After taking a breath of fear, she lowered her head to avoid the retreating steps of the Nine Star Spear disciples, then squatted down and carefully stuffed the cake into her mouth again.
Ignoring the people in front of her who were grabbing each other's hair and throwing away the etiquette of fighting, she raised her head with satisfaction, and stuffed the remaining cake into her mouth bit by bit without paying attention to the people around her.
Her movements were smooth and flowing, but she ate the cake very carefully. Clara Qiu saw this and couldn't help but pull down his bamboo hat and sighed silently, "She really looks like a rabbit with strong concentration and agility."
Although she watched the commotion in a disjointed manner, she had a general idea of it. Now she became more curious about this unconventional girl with a red umbrella.
She had heard before that there was a clan named Yu who lived on the banks of the Lanzhang River in Nanlanzhang, Puzhou. They wear flower waistbands and chicken hats. Many gods are worshiped and blessings are given by splashing water.
They have lived in the mountains for a long time and rarely come out into the world. Only the people of Puzhou who have had the good fortune to have seen this tribe know that they call themselves "Tai people".
This flower-waisted girl is probably from the Dai Ya tribe from the banks of the Nan Lanzhang River.
Just as she was about to look away and find a quieter place for herself, she suddenly felt a murderous aura climbing up the stone steps at a rapid speed ten feet away.
Looking seriously, I saw a sword energy carrying green light coming from afar, accompanied by a sharp sound, brushing past the ears of everyone who turned their heads to avoid, and then piercing into the table behind everyone!
The force was so great that even half of the sword body was submerged.
"Hidden Dragon Hook..." Someone recognized the sword and murmured, then hurriedly turned back and looked in the direction of the sword owner.
In the distance, a group of swordsmen in white walked slowly towards the main entrance. They wear white sleeved shirts with jade ornaments on their waists and embroidered magnolia patterns on the collar edges.
It was the second sect in the martial arts world that had arrived long ago - Qianlong Sect of Tianyi Mountain.
The leader was the woman who had just thrown the Hidden Dragon Sword. She looked solemn, with a serious look between her heroic eyebrows.
The white jade crown on her head also revealed her identity. She was the first disciple of Qianlongmen - Lyla Su.
The woman walking side by side with her looked a little younger. She was not wearing a crown, and her eyes were still childish. She looked unhappy. She was her junior sister, Xu Yinzhi, who was also known as the two hidden dragons.
The two sisters of Qianlongmen, Senior Sister Lyla Su's sword aura is as strong as the wind, like a blue dragon roaring at the moon. In the entire sect, no one of his peers can surpass him.
Although junior sister Xu Yinzhi is inferior to Lyla Su in swordsmanship, her body movements are as cunning as a cat slave climbing the eaves, and she is also a very tough opponent.
Either of these two is an opponent that everyone present does not want to meet.
Feeling Lyla Su's powerful sword energy just now, Clara Qiu pulled down his bamboo hat and silently observed Lyla Su. Watch her walk through the crowd without looking away, and walk up to the Ziyun disciple with the red seal on his face.
With a cautious "Senior Sister Su", she pulled out the Hidden Dragon Hook expressionlessly, then turned around and aimed the Hidden Dragon Hook at the scabbard at her waist, and then said in a cold voice: "No presumption in front of the Wulin Alliance!"
After looking at a few people who were dissatisfied, she added solemnly: "Those who violate the rules are not allowed to go up to Jinglantai!"
When the voice fell, the Hidden Dragon Hook made a "crack" sound and fell sharply into its sheath, disappearing the sharp green light in the center of the sword body.
Afraid of the pressure from the Hidden Dragon Sect and the Hidden Dragon Hook, the people from the Nine-Star Gun Sect gathered behind them reluctantly dispersed, muttering to themselves and lining up again. The girl with the red umbrella also gave the two instigators a hateful look and stood back in the team silently. Only Xu Yinzhi stood aside, looking sideways, and snorted dissatisfiedly: "You are just showing off your power." Then he turned his eyes and stopped looking at his senior sister.
Clara Qiu, however, kept staring at Lyla Su. It wasn't until she returned to the sect that she slowly looked away from the scabbard.
Thinking of old man Poxi's words, "There is someone you need to be careful about." She looked at Lyla Su's figure and shook her head gently.
Lyla Su's sword energy was domineering, but it was not enough to make her throw down the sword and admit defeat.
Withdrawing his gaze, Clara Qiu leaned back slightly and fell into deep thought.
If the person in Old Man Poxi's mouth was superior to Lyla Su in terms of his martial arts skills and sword energy, who would he be?
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