Although Bai Shan was angry, he was not easy to have an attack in front of so many people, so he had to laugh at him: "You can do it on your behalf by your disciple! Otherwise, if you have to do everything yourself, you won't be exhausted. Senior brother, you are too busy. I'm only two or three years older, with white hair. People who don't know think you are ten years older than me?"

Hearing such ridiculous words, the figure of Taoist Qingsong was unstable. He did not expect that Bai Shan, who had always been tolerant, would actually refute it today. It was really a bit surprising!

"I don't have the fate of my junior brother! You only have two daughters under your knees, and I have given birth to two sons. You don't have to work hard for your daughter's affairs in this life, but I'm different! I don't know how many things I have to think about every day for my two sons to get married and start a career."

Bai Shan's face looked a little ugly when he was ridiculed for having no son in front of so many people.

"Senior brother is right, but I see that there are a few sons in other people's family, and the father is not as old as you. Therefore, it is not that those who have sons must be hard-working. The most important thing is to see whether the son has done anything. Some young people know how to rely on their parents, like mud, and may not be able to support the walls for the rest of their lives. This may be the case for the son of the senior brother's family."

As soon as this sentence came out, the lively crowd suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes suddenly turned to Bai Shan who had just spoken. They did not expect that the head of the Qingshan Sect, who had always been low-key, would directly criticize Taoist Qingsong to the point of saying nothing...

this……

Taoist Cangsong had a blue face, and could clearly see the blue veins on his forehead exposed. At this moment, anger was burning deep in his eyes. His fist hidden in his sleeves had already clenched tightly. "If so many people were not present, I would have beaten you up immediately, but in front of so many people, if I took action, I would have lost my style."

"My son is not good, so you will always be happy. He raised a daughter for a lifetime and helped someone else's wife, but in the end he won't get anything."

"I won't recruit a son-in-law! On the contrary, if you raise your son all your life and become a son-in-law, you will be really a big loss?" The plain language is calm and indifferent, and there is a vague feeling of harmlessness in humans and animals, but this sentence has a powerful killing power, which makes the Taoist Cangsong, who was originally much weaker, no longer find words to fight back.

The war in the Ninth Court has not officially started yet, and the air is filled with a strong smell of gunpowder. Fortunately, the head of the Tian Sect appears in time, otherwise the two of them will really fight.

After a small storm, the field returned to calm again.

At this moment, it was already the draw of lots, and everyone's eyes fell on the high platform. An old man in a green robe was holding a black stone box with nine bamboo sticks inside, lying quietly inside.

The nine major sects came forward and then each took a bamboo stick from the stone box.

After the lottery was over, the lively crowd began to calm down slowly, because at this time, it was time to announce the lottery results. Among the nine sects, some of them were stronger, and some were weaker. If the weaker sects met a stronger sect, they might be wiped out in the first round. Even if there were one or two fish, the person would not go long, unless he really had strong strength. Therefore, which sect to choose as the opponent is directly related to the subsequent achievements. Of course, now everyone is concerned about which sect can successfully draw that lucky draw and then go directly to the next round.

"Nine Yang Party Kongtong Sect."

"Dafeng Valley vs. Qingfeng Gate."

"Tianmen Party Dawudang."

"Finger the door to Chixia Temple."

"The Qingshan School will be a bye and will advance directly."

When the old man in Qing announced the result, the crowd was in an uproar. They did not expect that the Qingshan Sect, which had always been declining, would have been promoted directly? What did you think this is the case? Did the Bodhisattva discover his conscience?

"The Qingshan Sect actually drew a lucky draw. Why did their luck suddenly become so good?"

"Now Master Cangsong's face has been hurt. Before, he mocked the Qingshan Sect for its decline and advised them not to participate in the Ninth Courtyard Martial Arts. Look, now, all ten Qingshan Sect members have advanced, and the Qingfeng Sect is the second largest Dafeng Valley in a year. In this round, half of the Qingfeng Sect can keep, it will burn the incense."

"I really didn't expect that the Ninth Academy's martial arts are not as good as Zhengshi, and they are already so brilliant. Hahaha, Master Qingsong should be careful now!"

"Why haven't I seen that disciple from Qingshan Gate before? At least he didn't follow him when he was in the Ninth Court last year. Seeing that he was like this, he didn't seem to be a master, but he was lucky. Once he got the lucky draw, he might bring him good luck. Maybe he would have a good performance and it's worth looking forward to."

"If this time, the Qingshan Sect becomes the dark horse of the Ninth Academy Martial Arts Association, that would be really interesting."

"They are unlikely to become champions! After all, they ranked first in Tianshan Gate last year, but there were many talents. It is said that the new disciples recruited this year have several geniuses, let alone the older generation of disciples. They are the best people, and after a year of hard practice, their strength is probably even higher. There is no suspense to win the first place this time."

After the draw, the eight major sects were assigned to four test venues to try one by one. Each time the two sects who tried each other sent one person, the winner successfully advanced and the loser was eliminated directly. For some strong players, no matter who they met, they didn't have to worry too much. However, if some people who were not very strong and had to meet themselves, they would only be eliminated. If they met someone who was weaker and had good luck, they might successfully advance.

In the trial, we must consider both the players' comprehensive strength and the components of luck. Therefore, those who can successfully advance may not be strong opponents, but without strong strength, it will be difficult for ordinary people to enter the next round.

In the four trials, everyone was more concerned about the Kongtong Sect between the Jiuyang Sect and the Qingfeng Sect. The strengths of these four sects are actually similar. Of course, because Dafeng Sect is ranked second in a year, it is slightly better than the other three sects.
Chapter completed!