Going to immortality inexplicably
Chapter 160 Chapter 16 The Elegant Bulletin Board
Chapter 160 Chapter [-] A tall bulletin board
Seeing Fan Xiaoxiao and Xie Jun coming here, several Qianye Sect disciples who were busy just glanced at them and were still busy with their own work.
They were so busy that they had no time to pay attention to these idlers.
Everyone has a clear division of labor, and someone is dedicated to copying the results of each competition and then publishing them on the bulletin board.
The seventh and eighth levels of Qi Condensation are divided into two camps to avoid confusion.There are three bulletin boards on each side. Because there are more games at Level [-] than Level [-], the bulletin board at Level [-] is much larger than the one at Level [-].
The eight competition platforms are all numbered. Numbers [-] to [-] are for level [-], and numbers [-] to [-] are for level [-].
The results of the competition were announced on two red bulletin boards. The names on them were in yellow, which meant celebration. Although it was not festive at all for the loser, it was indeed a festive event for the winner. matter.
The list of candidates for the competition was announced on two black bulletin boards. The names on them were in white, which meant solemnly and everything was unknown.
The next round of competitions was announced on two light green bulletin boards. The names on them were dark blue, which meant hope.
Every name that participated in the competition had been mixed together, except that the seventh and eighth levels were separate. A disciple randomly picked out two names there, and a pair of people appeared randomly to compete.
The captured names were filled in on a piece of paper, and then all the names were collected together. It was not until all eight pairs of names were matched that they were handed over to the person who registered for the competition. The person who registered had to write it down again. After personal verification, it is handed over to the person who specializes in posting bulletin boards.
Then the three of them watched the last disciple write his name on the bulletin board and jointly confirmed that the name was correct before they separated and went back to the new round of selection work.
The bulletin board announcing the results of the competition is particularly tall because the results of each round will be kept on it for everyone to view the results.
The disciples of Qianye Sect are all busy in an orderly manner, and they don't care about people like Fan Xiaoxiao who look at the bulletin board, as long as they don't block their way and don't delay their work.
After Fan Xiaoxiao fully understood the situation of the bulletin board, he couldn't help but sigh. I don't know what kind of material those bulletin boards were made of, but every name on them was so eye-catching, not inferior to the neon lights on the earth.
Neon lights are dazzling only at night, but they are ordinary during the day.
But now it's daytime, but the words on the bulletin board are still hard to take away. It's so high-end!
After sighing a few words in her heart, she stared at the bulletin boards on the eighth level intently.
The names of the Song Sicheng brother and sister did not appear on the three bulletin boards. Fan Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief. At least they did not miss the competition between the brothers and sisters.
There are many people gathered here. Many people come here and shuttle back and forth between the bulletin boards for fear of missing their names.
In fact, every time a bulletin board is posted, there will be a strong voice announcing it.
The sound is loud but not harsh, and can be clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.
It is definitely more comfortable to listen to than the sound from big speakers and microphones. Fan Xiaoxiao feels that listening to this person's voice is a kind of enjoyment.
Fan Xiaoxiao and Xie Jun did not see the names of the Song Sicheng brother and sister on the bulletin board, nor did they see the two figures in the crowd.
"Maybe there are too many people and it's difficult to see."
Seeing that Fan Xiaoxiao was a little anxious and worried, Xie Jun comforted him warmly.
"That won't work. If I care a little, it will cause chaos." Fan Xiaoxiao felt that it was really not good for him to lead Xie Jun around like a headless fly in the crowd. The scene of more than 1000 people crowded together was really too chaotic.
Although there are fewer people on the eighth level than on the seventh level, some people don't even care that levels seven and eight have been divided into areas. Instead, they rush up to take a look when they see the bulletin board.
"Since they haven't competed yet and their names haven't appeared on the bulletin board, it means they won't be on the competition stage for the time being."
Seeing that Fan Xiaoxiao finally calmed down and stopped running around in front of the three bulletin boards on the eighth level, Xie Jun began to analyze. "A fast competition may take less than a quarter of an hour, and a slow one may take half an hour. They are all competitions of the same level. The difference will not be too big. There should be very few people who can be killed instantly with one move."
"They have just been promoted and their cultivation is not yet stable. If they meet someone at the late eighth level, they will definitely suffer. If I had known..." Fan Xiaoxiao interrupted Xie Jun, a little worried.
"It's not your fault. You are doing it for everyone's benefit by helping everyone improve their cultivation. So, don't blame yourself!"
Xie Jun knew that Fan Xiaoxiao felt a little guilty, so he quickly comforted her.
"So many people are here looking at the bulletin board, why didn't you see them?" Fan Xiaoxiao's eyes didn't rest for a moment, looking around in the crowd.
"Don't worry. Didn't you tell them to calm down and seize the time to practice? Maybe they are hiding somewhere to practice and consolidate their cultivation?"
Fan Xiaoxiao patted his head sheepishly. Xie Jun was right, this situation was also possible.
Song Sixue may be a little emotionally unstable, but Song Sicheng is a stable person. With him and his sister, the two of them should be fine.
They may really be taking the time to practice.
So, Fan Xiaoxiao found an open space, sat down cross-legged, and took a rest.
Song Sicheng has always been calm and reserved. He always makes decisions before acting and considers everything carefully.
Song Sixue has always been Song Sicheng's well-behaved little sister. She is too dependent on her brother and doesn't like to think about everything by herself. Instead, she leaves everything to her brother's arrangements.
Now that the two of them have just been promoted, their cultivation is unstable. With Song Sicheng's calm temperament, the best choice now is indeed to stabilize his cultivation.
Fan Xiaoxiao let out a big breath, as if to expel all the turbid air in his body, and his anxious look finally eased.
This is the spiritual land and the territory of Qianye Sect. No one should dare to mess around.
Like those who provoked them just now, those men all passed the re-examination ahead of schedule and had no chance to compete with the Song Sicheng brother and sister.
If they come to do something secretly, they wouldn't dare to do it in Lingdi. No matter how awesome they are outside, they don't have that much energy here.
However, those two women should also be at level eight. Thinking of this, Fan Xiaoxiao stood up immediately.
"What's wrong?" Xie Jun was startled.
"Those two women are in the eighth level." Fan Xiaoxiao said something out of nowhere, and Xie Jun immediately understood what she meant.
"Those two women are both in the late eighth level. The brother and sister Song Sicheng will definitely suffer a loss when they meet them, and maybe it's not as simple as a loss." Fan Xiaoxiao spoke faster and faster, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid they are on the competition stage. Conspiracy."
"Don't worry, don't worry," Xie Jun forced himself to calm down, "First of all, this is just your assumption. Moreover, I think those two women did not participate in the provocation of those men from beginning to end. Maybe they are not like those men. Men are equally prone to fighting."
What?Have you been observing those two women?
Women are not as easy to fight as men?That's not necessarily the case.
Some people cannot think in a normal way, let alone following those men. Who knows whether they will be affected by those men?Maybe someone asked them to do something secretly?
"Furthermore, there are hundreds of people in the eighth level, and the names of the competition are also random. The chance of the brother and sister facing off against the two women is too small. It is not necessary to decide the first, second, and third place in the end. As long as there are enough places for the retest, it will be enough." The competition will not continue. Therefore, the chance that they can match up is very slim."
This time, Fan Xiaoxiao was finally comforted. There were hundreds of people, and the chance of four people facing each other was indeed very small.
(End of this chapter)
Seeing Fan Xiaoxiao and Xie Jun coming here, several Qianye Sect disciples who were busy just glanced at them and were still busy with their own work.
They were so busy that they had no time to pay attention to these idlers.
Everyone has a clear division of labor, and someone is dedicated to copying the results of each competition and then publishing them on the bulletin board.
The seventh and eighth levels of Qi Condensation are divided into two camps to avoid confusion.There are three bulletin boards on each side. Because there are more games at Level [-] than Level [-], the bulletin board at Level [-] is much larger than the one at Level [-].
The eight competition platforms are all numbered. Numbers [-] to [-] are for level [-], and numbers [-] to [-] are for level [-].
The results of the competition were announced on two red bulletin boards. The names on them were in yellow, which meant celebration. Although it was not festive at all for the loser, it was indeed a festive event for the winner. matter.
The list of candidates for the competition was announced on two black bulletin boards. The names on them were in white, which meant solemnly and everything was unknown.
The next round of competitions was announced on two light green bulletin boards. The names on them were dark blue, which meant hope.
Every name that participated in the competition had been mixed together, except that the seventh and eighth levels were separate. A disciple randomly picked out two names there, and a pair of people appeared randomly to compete.
The captured names were filled in on a piece of paper, and then all the names were collected together. It was not until all eight pairs of names were matched that they were handed over to the person who registered for the competition. The person who registered had to write it down again. After personal verification, it is handed over to the person who specializes in posting bulletin boards.
Then the three of them watched the last disciple write his name on the bulletin board and jointly confirmed that the name was correct before they separated and went back to the new round of selection work.
The bulletin board announcing the results of the competition is particularly tall because the results of each round will be kept on it for everyone to view the results.
The disciples of Qianye Sect are all busy in an orderly manner, and they don't care about people like Fan Xiaoxiao who look at the bulletin board, as long as they don't block their way and don't delay their work.
After Fan Xiaoxiao fully understood the situation of the bulletin board, he couldn't help but sigh. I don't know what kind of material those bulletin boards were made of, but every name on them was so eye-catching, not inferior to the neon lights on the earth.
Neon lights are dazzling only at night, but they are ordinary during the day.
But now it's daytime, but the words on the bulletin board are still hard to take away. It's so high-end!
After sighing a few words in her heart, she stared at the bulletin boards on the eighth level intently.
The names of the Song Sicheng brother and sister did not appear on the three bulletin boards. Fan Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief. At least they did not miss the competition between the brothers and sisters.
There are many people gathered here. Many people come here and shuttle back and forth between the bulletin boards for fear of missing their names.
In fact, every time a bulletin board is posted, there will be a strong voice announcing it.
The sound is loud but not harsh, and can be clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.
It is definitely more comfortable to listen to than the sound from big speakers and microphones. Fan Xiaoxiao feels that listening to this person's voice is a kind of enjoyment.
Fan Xiaoxiao and Xie Jun did not see the names of the Song Sicheng brother and sister on the bulletin board, nor did they see the two figures in the crowd.
"Maybe there are too many people and it's difficult to see."
Seeing that Fan Xiaoxiao was a little anxious and worried, Xie Jun comforted him warmly.
"That won't work. If I care a little, it will cause chaos." Fan Xiaoxiao felt that it was really not good for him to lead Xie Jun around like a headless fly in the crowd. The scene of more than 1000 people crowded together was really too chaotic.
Although there are fewer people on the eighth level than on the seventh level, some people don't even care that levels seven and eight have been divided into areas. Instead, they rush up to take a look when they see the bulletin board.
"Since they haven't competed yet and their names haven't appeared on the bulletin board, it means they won't be on the competition stage for the time being."
Seeing that Fan Xiaoxiao finally calmed down and stopped running around in front of the three bulletin boards on the eighth level, Xie Jun began to analyze. "A fast competition may take less than a quarter of an hour, and a slow one may take half an hour. They are all competitions of the same level. The difference will not be too big. There should be very few people who can be killed instantly with one move."
"They have just been promoted and their cultivation is not yet stable. If they meet someone at the late eighth level, they will definitely suffer. If I had known..." Fan Xiaoxiao interrupted Xie Jun, a little worried.
"It's not your fault. You are doing it for everyone's benefit by helping everyone improve their cultivation. So, don't blame yourself!"
Xie Jun knew that Fan Xiaoxiao felt a little guilty, so he quickly comforted her.
"So many people are here looking at the bulletin board, why didn't you see them?" Fan Xiaoxiao's eyes didn't rest for a moment, looking around in the crowd.
"Don't worry. Didn't you tell them to calm down and seize the time to practice? Maybe they are hiding somewhere to practice and consolidate their cultivation?"
Fan Xiaoxiao patted his head sheepishly. Xie Jun was right, this situation was also possible.
Song Sixue may be a little emotionally unstable, but Song Sicheng is a stable person. With him and his sister, the two of them should be fine.
They may really be taking the time to practice.
So, Fan Xiaoxiao found an open space, sat down cross-legged, and took a rest.
Song Sicheng has always been calm and reserved. He always makes decisions before acting and considers everything carefully.
Song Sixue has always been Song Sicheng's well-behaved little sister. She is too dependent on her brother and doesn't like to think about everything by herself. Instead, she leaves everything to her brother's arrangements.
Now that the two of them have just been promoted, their cultivation is unstable. With Song Sicheng's calm temperament, the best choice now is indeed to stabilize his cultivation.
Fan Xiaoxiao let out a big breath, as if to expel all the turbid air in his body, and his anxious look finally eased.
This is the spiritual land and the territory of Qianye Sect. No one should dare to mess around.
Like those who provoked them just now, those men all passed the re-examination ahead of schedule and had no chance to compete with the Song Sicheng brother and sister.
If they come to do something secretly, they wouldn't dare to do it in Lingdi. No matter how awesome they are outside, they don't have that much energy here.
However, those two women should also be at level eight. Thinking of this, Fan Xiaoxiao stood up immediately.
"What's wrong?" Xie Jun was startled.
"Those two women are in the eighth level." Fan Xiaoxiao said something out of nowhere, and Xie Jun immediately understood what she meant.
"Those two women are both in the late eighth level. The brother and sister Song Sicheng will definitely suffer a loss when they meet them, and maybe it's not as simple as a loss." Fan Xiaoxiao spoke faster and faster, "I'm afraid, I'm afraid they are on the competition stage. Conspiracy."
"Don't worry, don't worry," Xie Jun forced himself to calm down, "First of all, this is just your assumption. Moreover, I think those two women did not participate in the provocation of those men from beginning to end. Maybe they are not like those men. Men are equally prone to fighting."
What?Have you been observing those two women?
Women are not as easy to fight as men?That's not necessarily the case.
Some people cannot think in a normal way, let alone following those men. Who knows whether they will be affected by those men?Maybe someone asked them to do something secretly?
"Furthermore, there are hundreds of people in the eighth level, and the names of the competition are also random. The chance of the brother and sister facing off against the two women is too small. It is not necessary to decide the first, second, and third place in the end. As long as there are enough places for the retest, it will be enough." The competition will not continue. Therefore, the chance that they can match up is very slim."
This time, Fan Xiaoxiao was finally comforted. There were hundreds of people, and the chance of four people facing each other was indeed very small.
(End of this chapter)
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