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Chapter 153 Qingyun Cauldron

"Hahahahahaha--" The refreshing personality made Xiao Ding laugh wildly. Without the constraints of the black robe, he slapped his hands even more vigorously. He was dancing on the viewing platform, not afraid that he would be crazy if he was accidentally, and he would go crazy if he lost his heart!

"The first place is the handsome guy and beautiful girl team, five players, no one is injured. Everyone cheers them for returning home with honor!" Master Mu's voice sounded loudly from the top of the sky.

The light curtain in the virtual battle space suddenly cleaves—

Mountains, rivers, valleys, swamps, all the shadows disappeared.

In the center of the venue, Ling Feng, Miao Xueqing, Qin Qiaoer, Ning Youcai, Huang Shengyu lined up and looked at the two thousand onlookers around him, as if he was in a dream.

"Hao!" Huang Shengyu, who had really won the championship in his team, jumped up among the five people and posed a carp jumping skill, which intoxicated most of the boys watching.

Even Miao Xueqing, who had always been as cold as ice and snow, grinned slightly in front of everyone.

The crown of the insect chick area, such a victory is so shocking and touching!

Above the zenith, an old but grand voice sounded like a spring thunder garden.

"The war in the Chongchin District ends. Now I announce that the team that won the beauty is Ling Feng and the handsome guys and beautiful girls led by him. Their mentor Xiao Ding and his team are also designated as the first mentor group of the Chongchin District this year. Around May Hot Noon Festival, seven team members must be selected from the Chongchin District to go to Tianhuafeng and receive the passing of Qingyun Ding."

The sound came from the zenith, probably from the last three days, and was vast and vast. Although it was a few simple words, it was more powerful than the shouts of the two thousand people present.

The Qingyun Ding is an ancient magic weapon of Qingyun Mountain. It contains the martial arts of the legendary ancestors of Qingyun Sect, which are vast and magical.

If you can obtain the transmission skills, you will be at least five or six levels in Jin, and at most one or two levels in Jin, which is not a problem.

But because of the magic of this tripod, not everyone has the opportunity to meet it.

At this moment, although there are seven people in the insect chick area who can receive the Qingyun Ding's transmission skills for three days, in fact, there is a chance for the Qingyun Ding's transmission skills. It is not certain how many people can get the true teachings by then.

Which disciples in the insect chick area have the opportunity to receive the merits for three days must be drafted by the regional mentor and the captain of the championship team.

This actually involves another battle a few months later. In that battle, everyone will no longer compete in districts, but will have to hold a three-day ranking under Qingyun Sect, called the "Ten District Battle".

At that time, the captain who won the championship this time will still need to select personnel from the entire insect chick area to represent the insect chick area, so this time, the captain of the winning team will be selected for three days to receive the action of passing the championship. According to convention, it is necessary to discuss with Ling Feng, the captain of the winning team.

"It turns out that the Qingyun Ding is still preserved in the Qingyun Sect. Boss, this tripod has a lot of mystery. I had received its transmission skills in my previous life. I have tampered with that tripod. If you can make me happy, maybe I can make it easy on a whim and ensure that all the seven people you brought with you will get the true teachings of the Qingyun Ding!"

Hearing the three words Qingyun Ding, Zhang Qingyun in the dantian showed up again. His voice was very excited and proud. He spoke mysteriously, but he didn't know what he could do to let all the disciples brought by Ling Feng get the true teachings in the Qingyun Ding?

The voice of the elder who had been circulating the message for three days disappeared, and Xiao Ding's team and his disciples sitting in the east corner were about fifty, and they cheered again.

Under the leadership of Xiao Ding, who took off his robe, the familiar faces of more than 40 handsome men and beautiful girls, the mentors and disciples, ran towards the center of the valley like rushing.

"Ling Feng, I read you right, I love you so much!" Xiao Ding rushed to Ling Feng's side and actually picked up Ling Feng. His excited look was almost kissing Ling Feng's mouth with his big bearded face.

Others also expressed their congratulations, with deep affection between brothers and sisters, and endless joy rippling on everyone's face.

Looking at everyone excited, Ling Feng thanked happily: "Director Xiao, there would be no today without you, Ling Feng, and brothers. With your support, the five of us can stand here to win the final victory. I want to thank you!"

Ling Feng's words are from the bottom of his heart, especially for Xiao Ding's kindness of knowing and meeting him. Ling Feng is even more sincerely grateful.

Although this open-minded mentor who extended an olive branch to him in the next three days was not the key to his progress, he was the most intimate life mentor he thought.

All the players praised Ling Feng's old love after winning. As for the small misunderstandings in the past, Ling Feng was a slut, and when he arrived at Qingtengshan, he peeked at the girl taking a bath, and they were all diluted by today's victory.

It was not until this moment that the handsome guys and beautiful girls truly had a flesh-and-blooded team emotion.

"Hey, Director Xiao, the brothers and other mentors are here, why don't you see the figure of the medicine mentor Zhang?" In joy, Ling Feng noticed that there was one missing person in the crowd, so he spoke to Xiao Ding.

Before Xiao Ding could answer this question, a disciple immediately rushed to say: "Director Zhang went to receive the prize. It is said that as the number one team in the insect chin area, our prizes are very rich. Director Xiao, right?"

Xiao Ding laughed: "That's right, although we are divided into eight districts in the next three days, the prizes won by the first-place team in each district are the same. Taking care of a strong area like Longfeng District, the prizes this time are naturally extremely generous. Now Zhang Wuji should be about to arrive in Qingteng Mountain. Let's rush back to Qingteng Mountain together to see what rewards are there!"

After Xiao Ding said that, he opened his mouth and blew out the crane whistle. The black crane had already flown in the sky. Xiao Ding did not take anyone else, but only took Ling Feng and Qin Qiaoer's hands and flew onto the back of the crane.

The other disciples were running on the ground, but only the three of them flew in the sky. The atmosphere was really awkward, but Xiao Ding was like this. He could do whatever he thought of, but he had no choice but to do anything.

Leaving the crowd, turning a cloud cluster, Xiao Ding on the crane's back suddenly said, "Ling Feng, do you have a girl you like?"

Then suddenly he asked a question and almost shocked Ling Feng from the back.

How could a dignified supervisor ask a disciple such a difficult question that is difficult to answer?

A light flashed in Ling Feng's mind. The first thing he thought of was not Miao Xueqing, but Ouyang Xiaoxiang, who grew up with him in the small town of Wancheng.

Although Miao Xueqing has helped him a lot and has cultivated some friendships that are more precious than ordinary friends, he still likes the enthusiastic girl in the country town, the only figure who came to see him off when he was at his most downturn.

"Director Xiao, what are you doing? I am still young, and it is serious to practice and advance..." Ling Feng lowered his head and said to Xiao Ding.
Chapter completed!
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