Jiu Yun heard him ask, and a look of regret appeared on his face, saying, "Are you looking for Jiulu? He went down the mountain to do business. He hasn't returned to the mountain yet, so he can't participate in this competition."

Li Chunfengqi said, "He? Go down the mountain? What's the matter he did when he went down the mountain in blue? Besides, what can he do if he was like that?"

Jiu Yun said helplessly: "I don't know that this kind of task has the obligation to keep it confidential. But he also said that he had no plans to participate in this conference. He thought that his cultivation was not enough. Instead of going up to bring shame on himself, it would be better to calm down and practice for three years."

After hearing this, Li Chunfeng nodded and said, "He is self-aware, but even if he doesn't attend such a grand event, it's always good to come and see. Alas, he missed the beginning of a legend."

Jiu Yun spread his hands and expressed helplessness.

Li Chunfeng wanted to say something. He heard a commotion in the crowd. When he looked back, he saw bursts of purple blue smoke floating in the large incense burner in front of the main hall.

"It's about to start. It's a signal that we must stand in order, and remember not to whisper or make noise." Jiu Yun looked up and said a few words to him in a hurry, then walked towards the team of the disciples in blue clothes behind.

Li Chunfeng, who was still there, was a little stunned when he looked at the crowd around him.

He didn't know where he should stand.

The other white-clothed disciples spontaneously lined up in seven rows, saying that they were taught by one of Lingyun's twenty-eight constellations. Only Li Chunfeng himself was unable to stand.

Looking at the hall in front of him, Li Chunfeng was cruel and stood in the front line of the Vermillion Bird Hall with a tough bullet.

So, the Suzaku Palace had eight lines, and the last line was only him.

The people around him kept looking at him with their eyes, but no one told him to care about him. This is a major drawback under a system of distinct hierarchies, that is, everyone will strictly do the job they belong to, and they will not care about other things, nor dare to care about them. Because no one knows whether it is a field that a leader specializes in. Under such a system, once the authority is exceeded, the consequences are terrible. Therefore, people only look at this alien curiously at most.

Li Chunfeng naturally didn't care even more. He was constantly looking at the hall in front of him.

The towering and majestic hall stands there as always, as if looking down at the square in front of you from an eternal moment. The difference is that on the three-story base, there are many more chairs at this moment.

The base of this hall is a typical palace-style building. The three-story lotus platform surrounded by white stone only leaves a staircase in the middle of the hall gate. The double-row steps are sandwiched with a relief carved with the clouds and dragons in the middle and lead directly to the hall gate. Looking down from the lower direction, the hall is more and more solemn.

At this moment, with the middle steps as the dividing line, fourteen brocade trunks were placed on the first floor of the lotus platform. On the second floor of the lotus platform, there are nine rosewood carved Taishi chairs, and the middle one is placed in the relief space in the middle, and it is more prominent than the other eight, showing its uniqueness. On the upper floor of the lotus platform, there is a huge golden futon.

Li Chunfeng narrowed his eyes and looked at it for a long time, knowing that this was the seat for the Twenty-Eight Constellations, Jiu Yao and Qi Tian. He couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He also thought about how majestic he would be if he could look down at everyone from above one day.

He didn't have much time to think about it. Not long after everyone stood up, the purple smoke had dissipated. At the same time, the nine doors on the front of Lingyun Palace opened together.

The twenty-eight constellations of Lingyun Mountain came out one after another from the eight gates outside the middle gate. They slowly walked down from the steps in two rows and stood in front of their own position.

Li Chunfeng looked at the twenty-eight people standing not far away in front of him, tall, short, fat, thin, men, women, and young, but the only thing they have in common is the graceful demeanor that looks like a sect master and the pair of sharp-tongued eyes.

The twenty-eight constellations of Lingyun are indeed well-known.

Not long after they stood still, nine more people walked out of Lingyun Hall. However, this time they did not come out together. Instead, one person who walked out of the middle gate was headed, and the other eight people were arranged in a geese formation.

This is naturally Lingyun Jiuyao.

Seeing the man in the middle walking up the reliefs on two lines of steps, Li Chunfeng couldn't help but focus his eyes on him.

He was a young man in his twenties, with a face like a jade crown, a starry eye, a eyebrows like ink painting, a nose like a gallbladder, and a mouth like a painted red. He was tall and upright. Su Chen's heroic posture could be vaguely seen in his eyebrows, but he lacked Su Chen's lazy and elegant temperament, and replaced by a domineering aura that was as if he were naturally drifting between looking around.

As soon as he appeared, he glanced at the audience with his eyes comparable to stars. A sensation of a world of silhouettes was brought out by his eyes. At this point, Li Chunfeng really believed that there were people in the world who could defeat others without fighting by relying solely on momentum. The person in front of him was the kind of person who could catch everyone's eyes as soon as he appeared and then became the focus of the audience.

After looking around, the man's eyes naturally fell on Li Chunfeng, who seemed to be abrupt. As soon as the two of them touched each other, a lightning flashed in the man's eyes. The invisible pressure made Li Chunfeng feel like a ray of light on his back. He had to turn his eyes away and look to his left.

Fortunately, there is a person standing here that will make Li Chunfeng feel at ease.

He still looked very calm, with a constant smile on the corner of his mouth. Seeing Li Chunfeng's position, Su Chen's eyebrows moved slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth continued to expand.

Li Chunfeng also smiled, and then looked at Su Chen's left with a natural look.

Then he saw Li Jingyan.

In an instant, the feeling of discomfort and stress brought by the person before him disappeared. Instead, it was a feeling of bathing in the sunshine after the first snow. There was a hint of warmth in the cold.

At this moment, her two beautiful eyebrows, like distant mountains, were slightly frowning, and her eyes, as dazzling as the brightest galaxy on a midsummer night, were staring at Li Chunfeng with a hint of displeasure.

When Li Chunfeng saw him, he was sure that this was the person who almost killed herself in Su Chen's yard that day. Nothing else, just because her man was like her sword, and his sharpness made people feel that his hair stood up involuntarily. But she was a beauty like a banished immortal. This strong contrast between vision and feeling made it difficult for girls to feel close to him, just like the green lotus growing on the cliffs of the snow-capped mountains. Although it can make people forget the world at first sight, the momentum that is like a snow-capped mountains can be discouraged, and it is difficult to have the idea of ​​taking it for themselves.

It's a little cold, but it's so gorgeous.

Li Chunfeng stayed on the spot.

What made him return to reality again was the movement of everyone kneeling down. When he looked up, Qi Tian had already appeared in front of Lingyun Palace. He was so panicked that he hurriedly knelt down and bowed to everyone.

After Qi Tian, ​​Jiu Yao and Twenty-Eight Constellations sat down at once, everyone stood up again.

Li Chunfeng still kept looking at her, and automatically ignored Qi Tian’s cliché speech. It was not until Qi Tian announced the start of the competition and everyone dispersed that he reluctantly walked to the place where the white-clothed disciples gathered on the east side of the square.

The competition was unexpectedly adopted a single-game elimination system. There were 64 disciples from the three generations of disciples participating in the conference this time. Each hall had 16, all of which were among the best players in each hall, and his own family knew his family affairs. His place should have been asked by Sheng Ruqiang for him.

Looking at the battle chart that had already been posted in the competition stage, and seeing that he was assigned to the upper half, Li Chunfeng had to give up the idea of ​​going around again. At the same time, he saw that Sheng Chi was also in his half, and he could meet him as long as he won three games. It happened that it was the eight-to-four game. Of course, the premise was that Sheng Chi would not be eliminated.

Seeing that he was about to make a debut in the third game, Li Chunfeng was not interested in paying attention to the victory or defeat of the others, because he didn't know anyone at all. He simply sat cross-legged in the audience and started his last retreat before playing.

Not long after, he was meditating and moved his heart. He opened his eyes and just heard the disciple of the special deacon calling his name.
Chapter completed!