After transmigrating into cannon fodder, he and the protagonist [Transmigration Book]

Chapter 17

Time is fleeting, and soon, the day of Zongmen Grand Competition will arrive.

I don't know how Yuecheng got the news that the big brother was going to participate in the big competition, so he waited at Shen Yixiu's mansion early in the morning, intending to go to the competition stage with him.

Although the Shangyuan Sect is a small sect, the Xiaozong has a social circle of the Xiaozong. Although it cannot compare with the ostentation of the big sect and the big sect, monks have come one after another before the sky is bright. The ground and sky are full of streamers. Such weird walking devices are not uncommon.

Shangyuanzong's annual Zongmen Grand Competition is full of voices and is extremely lively. This year, the number of monks in Shangyuanzong has doubled, and it is much more lively than previous years.

The reason is naturally that the He Huan Sect, one of the seven great sects in the cultivation world, also came to observe in front of the honorable descendant.

All the nuns of He Huan Sect are as beautiful as flowers, and many monks came here with the purpose of feasting their eyes.Maybe it's a matter of luck, and a female disciple of the Hehuan Sect has the right eyes, and under the circumstances of the right time and place, a dewy marriage that is beneficial to both others and self is earned.

Looking at the male monks dressed up like peacocks on the road, Shen Yixiu was heartbroken.

"Now the male cultivators in the comprehension world have all fallen to this point."

Hearing the elder brother's words, Yuecheng smiled and said: "The female disciples of the Hehuan Sect are bold and unruly, lewd but not slutty, not to mention helpful in cultivation. It is normal for male cultivators to admire them."

Shen Yixiu turned to look at Yuecheng: "Junior Brother Yue, are you too?"

Yuecheng shook his head, "Eldest brother, there is no shortcut in the journey of cultivation, and what you gain is what you lose. Although their dual cultivation has gained cultivation, but compared with those monks of the same level who have accumulated experience and breakthroughs from actual combat experience , the strength is slightly inferior."

Shen Yixiu glanced at Yuecheng who was standing next to him. He was still dressed in simple and elegant Zongmen costumes, with a hairband simply tied up his hair. At first glance, he looked like those coquettish and cheap girls who only wanted to get along with Huanzong's female disciples. .The goods are different.

Shen Yixiu suddenly thought of something, so he patted Yuecheng on the shoulder, and said to him with piercing eyes: "Junior Brother Yue, I believe you will be able to ascend in the future."

Of course, Shen Yixiu's words were not a symbolic encouragement to cross the city.

Just now, he suddenly remembered that at the end of the book "Lord of the Immortal Realm", near the finale, it seemed that a powerful monk surnamed Yue had ascended from the cultivation world. Lin Yize, who had become the master of the Immortal Realm at that time, saw When the monk said something, he never expected to see his old friend again.

Shen Yixiu thought about it for a long time. In the whole book, the protagonist met very few monks with the surname Yue, and the one who had the most possibility of ascension was Yuecheng—this silly child who was extremely stable because of his simple mind.

Being so trusted by the respected senior brother, Yue Cheng's face turned red slightly, "Yes."

Soon the two came to the competition square of Shangyuanzong, where monks and disciples gathered, and the atmosphere was extremely lively.

"The Zongmen Grand Competition adopts a hierarchical random matching mode. In the preliminary round, disciples will only be matched with opponents of the same level. Only in the top ten finals will there be a leapfrog challenge..." Nian Shen Yixiu said For the first time in the competition, Yuecheng introduced the competition rules to him in great detail.

Shen Yixiu understood after listening for a while.

Except for the final, the rules of the entire Zongmen Grand Competition are the same as the qualifying mechanism of a mobile game in the previous life.

"However, some disciples are best at pretending to be pigs and eating tigers. The cultivation they show is completely different from their real strength. Brother, you must be more careful." Although Shen Yixiu is already a talisman teacher, compared with these disciples, he is still Weaker, Yuecheng was very worried that Dabi Shen Yixiu would be injured, so he urged him in every possible way.

Shen Yixiu waved his hands confidently: "Junior Yue, don't be nervous, brother has already figured out the posture of surrender."

Yuecheng heaved a sigh of relief: "That's fine."

Matching opponents in the preliminary round are determined by drawing lots.Shen Yixiu originally thought that there would be a few big boxes, and each disciple would find a box that belonged to his own realm, and then touch it to see if he was lucky to beat his opponent.

However, it is not.

Yuecheng took out his jade talisman, and turned over the side with the engraved serial number. Yuecheng signed up earlier, and his serial number was 105.Then he stretched out his fingernails and scratched under the serial number, and after a while, the jade talisman slowly changed.

Below 105, there is an extra number——319.

Yuecheng pointed to the number 319 and said to Shen Yixiu: "Brother, the jade talismans of the Zongmen Grand Competition are all specially made. Generally, your opponent's number will appear in the blank area below the number. Later, according to the large number on the side of the square, Instruct the interface to find your own arena."

It turned out to be scratch music!

Shen Yixiu imitated Yuecheng, took out the jade talisman, flipped it over to his 444 side and scratched it.

The jade talisman didn't respond.

So Shen Yixiu scraped a dozen times more vigorously, but the jade talisman still showed no response.

Shen Yixiu stared at the jade talisman, touched his chin and said slowly: "Junior Brother Yue, I think there is something wrong with the jade talisman, it is empty after I scraped it off."

"Empty?!" Yuecheng was a little excited, and was about to explain why the jade talisman was empty, when he heard a sound transmission like a bell coming from far and near, penetrating the entire Shangyuan Zongmen——

"The matchmaking of the preliminary round of the Zongmen Grand Competition is complete - there are 3 bye places for this Grand Competition, namely disciple No. 186, disciple No. 392, and disciple No. 444. These disciples will directly enter the semi-finals. The competition arena has been completed." Open it, please go to the instruction platform to find your own competition venue, the preliminary competition will officially start after a stick of incense—"

"Did I get a bye?" Shen Yixiu was shocked when he read the number.

He has lived for more than [-] years. Luckily, he won the lottery for the first time and went directly to the semi-finals.

Seeing Shen Yixiu's unbelievable expression, Yuecheng smiled and rolled his eyes, "Brother, your luck is really good."

Shen Yixiu's performance was quite calm, because after the voice of the elder of the sect ended, a person in the square suddenly howled excitedly.

"I'm number 392, I finally don't have to stop at the bottom [-] of the sect! This time I don't need to be beaten and go directly to the semi-finals!!!!"

Shen Yixiu said that he could empathize with this person's intense emotions.It can be heard that he, like himself, is a very useless kind of disciple, and he must have been at the end of the crane for a long time.

Although there were a large number of participating disciples in the preliminary competition, it ended very quickly because the different venues were held at the same time.

Shen Yixiu had nothing to do next, so he followed Yuecheng to watch his game.

The square was bustling with people coming and going. At the top of the square, there were elder guests from various sects sitting. Shen Yixiu casually looked up and saw the gentle elder sitting not far from the main seat. Wearing a veil, he couldn't resist the fiery gazes of the male monks around him—even Elder Yu, that bastard, was fascinated.

But Elder Wen Wan ignored them, his eyes were comparable to a GPS positioning system, he found Shen Yixiu at a glance in the bustling crowd, and gave him a wink.

Shen Yixiu couldn't help getting goosebumps all over his body. He lowered his head and quickened his pace, urging: "Junior Yue, hurry up, it's not good to keep your opponent waiting for a long time. Let's go and watch other games."

"Brother is right." Yue Cheng nodded and quickened his pace.

In my heart, I feel that the elder brother is kind-hearted.

There are many small arenas in the preliminary competition, and near each competition arena, Shangyuanzong has set up guest seats, so that the monks who come to the sect to watch the competition can rest.

After Yuecheng entered the arena, Shen Yixiu didn't want to crowd outside the arena to watch the game, so he pretended to be a monk from the outer sect with a thick skin, and sat down in an empty seat at random.

Yuecheng's opponent is a Jindan stage female cultivator named Shangguan Yu'er. She looks very pure and pleasant. Although she is not as charming as the female disciples of the Hehuan Sect, she still looks immortal in her green clothes. He blushed when he came to the stage.

"Brother Yue, Yue... Please give me your advice."

"Junior Sister, I accept it." Yuecheng saluted solemnly, and then sacrificed Feijian without hesitation.

He has always believed in quick battles and quick decisions, defeating the enemy with one move, coupled with his experience in actual battles across the city, even though Shangguan Yu'er was comparable to him in cultivation, he was defeated within a short period of time under his subordinates.

Seeing the flying sword so close at hand, Shangguan Yu'er felt her heart pounding.

Brother Yue, Yu'er has been pleased with you for a long time.

As soon as the point was reached, Yuecheng put away his sword, and after giving in, he hurriedly jumped off the stage.

"Senior Brother Yue!" Shangguan Yu'er stood up, trying to catch up, but Yue Cheng's figure quickly disappeared into the crowd.

"Wow, he's so handsome."

"I can have a good time with him."

"His strength must be at the peak of Jindan, right? He is indeed the eldest disciple of the lord of the Shangyuan Sect."

"I still need a Taoist companion, senior sisters, don't fight with me."

Not far from Shen Yixiu, several female disciples of the Hehuan Sect were sitting, regardless of the darkening face of the monk who was courting them next to them, discussing the performance of crossing the city just now.

Shen Yixiu glanced at them and clicked his tongue inwardly.

Hey, he is Dad's eldest disciple, okay? This kid from Yuecheng is very lucky, he really envies him.

Shen Yixiu's heart was sour, and he saw the meteors striding across the city coming to him. He looked at Shen Yixiu with bright eyes: "Brother, I've been waiting for a long time. Let's watch other games together."

Looking at his brother's sincere and open eyes, Shen Yixiu immediately castigated in his heart that he was not open-minded enough, that he, who is similar to a eunuch, still eats his brother's peach blossom vinegar.

Shen Yixiu thought about it, so he patted his clothes and stood up, saying, "Then let's go elsewhere."

After speaking, Shen Yixiu took the lead and walked towards another arena.

Yue Cheng followed step by step like a little daughter-in-law, seeing Shen Yixiu's straight back in front of him, Yue Cheng couldn't help but blush a little.

Watching shows with seniors is one of the dating projects in the mundane world.

Yuecheng cautiously approached Shen Yixiu for a few steps, and walked side by side with him, because of the close distance, he could easily smell the faint fragrance of ink on the black-haired young man, and Yuecheng couldn't help but feel the deer in his heart.

big brother.

Yuecheng was immersed in the imagination of his world dating with the elder brother and couldn't help himself, he couldn't help but want to hold Shen Yixiu's hand.

Shen Yixiu didn't pay attention, and suddenly there was something warm in his hand. Looking at Yuecheng again, he blushed and looked like a young girl Huaichun.

Before Shen Yixiu could take his hand away, a red figure blocked the way of the two of them.

Elder Wen Wan stared at their hands unfriendly.

And a female disciple in pink who was following Wen Wan was more straightforward: "Please let go of your hand, the elder husband wants to enjoy the Grand Competition with us Elder Wen Wan."

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