After Zhang Xiaofeng asked, the girl in white did not answer immediately.

She thought about it, then gently opened her red lips and said, "Mu Ningzhi in the Danxia Peak."

Zhou Shaobai, who was not far away, felt aroused when he heard this, and he couldn't help but blurted out: "Danxia has a beautiful woman who washes her feet in Tai Liquor. I pity this beautiful appearance, so my eyes naturally condense it."

As soon as he said that, he felt that it was not good. Sure enough, the people around him were all catching their eyes. Zhou Shaobai's face turned red and he wanted to learn the technique of escaping the ground and escape immediately.

Li Yuankang's eyes rolled and he jokingly said, "This junior brother can write limericks, but why didn't he take the exam for a scholar and came here to practice Taoism? Haha, it turns out that what he did up the mountain is not Taoism, but a beauty."

After hearing this, Zhou Shaobai was even more embarrassed. He secretly looked at Mu Ningzhi. Seeing that the fairy-like girl was staring at him with a pair of cold eyes, she couldn't help but feel shocked. She lowered her head and lowered her eyes, and said to herself: Oh no, why am I so stupid? I'm wrong with this wicked poem that makes her annoyed. I'm afraid she will kill me with one sword at this time!

At this moment, Zhang Xiaofeng said, "Junior Brother Zhou is so talented and quick-witted. I admire this rough man so much. It turns out that you also know that there were rumors of fairies on Jiuyang Peak."

Zhou Shaobai was stunned: "Rumor of the fairy of Jiuyang Peak?"

"Yes, our Jiuyang Peak has snow all year round and the climate is extremely cold. However, there is a hot spring under the cliff in the north of the mountain. It is nourished by the hot springs and is lush. The Jiuyang Yibao Snow Tea comes from there. About a few years ago, a senior brother was meditating on the cliff, and he accidentally saw a woman sitting by the hot springs under the cliff, as if washing her feet." Zhang Xiaofeng's face was very serious. "After learning the news, we thought someone fell off the cliff, we sent several senior brothers to check it out. I was one of them at that time. But after we got down to the bottom of the cliff, we did not find any abnormalities, so later there were rumors about the Nine Yang Fairy."

Zhou Shaobai was moved and thought to himself: Senior Brother Zhang is such a good person. Regardless of whether what he said is true or false, he has been making excuses for me. Unfortunately, what I just said was that Danxia has a beautiful woman, not Jiuyang has a beautiful woman. Besides, I will know who the Yinning refers to for you as soon as you hear it.

Just as he was still struggling, a Taoist boy walked out of the hall and said loudly to everyone: "Representative of the Nine-Meridian Disciple, please move to the hall."

Zhou Shaobai breathed a sigh of relief, but he could figure out that he could get rid of the situation.

Zhang Xiaofeng bowed his hand and guided him in front: "Sisters, please follow me."

Several people entered the hall and saw the head of the hall, Taoist Lingxu sitting on the hall, separated by seniority and teacher on both sides. They were all elders of Xiyunmen and the hosts of each vein. Chengyu was also among them. When Zhou Shaobai came in, he smiled slightly and Zhou Shaobai felt relieved.

Several people stepped forward to salute: "I have met the leader, the elders, and the presidency."

Lingxu waved his hand: "It's all my family, so you don't need to be polite."

All the disciples thank you and stood aside.

Lingxu looked at the people in the hall, stroked his gray-white beards, and said with emotion: "It has been nearly a thousand years since the founding of the school of Xiyun Sect, the founder of the Xiyun Sect, started the sect. In a thousand years, the world has changed, so many heroes have scattered into dust and so many prosperity have become flowing water, but my Xiyun has been prosperous to this day. Now, who doesn't know the Xiyun, and who doesn't respect the Xiyun?"

Everyone doesn't speak, listen quietly.

Lingxu continued: "The people in the world respect Xiyun. What they respect is not Xiyun's best in the world, but Xiyun's disciples help the world, eliminate dangers and rescue all living beings, and relieve difficulties and troubles. Therefore, everyone yearns for it. I think that when the ancestor captured the heroes in Xiyun Mountain, cut off the white dragon in Bibo Lake, and practiced Taoism all his life, they were all for the world. Only then did we cultivate the supreme Taoism and ascend to heaven. In addition to admiring our descendants, we should also think deeply about what Taoism is practicing, but for whom? If a person who practices Taoism is addicted to the ego and forgets the world, the way he practices will only become narrower and narrower, and he will eventually make no achievements, and will spend the rest of his life. Even if he prolongs his life, he will only live for a few years, which is actually no different from ordinary people."

The hall was very quiet, and even a needle fell to the ground could be heard. Zhou Shaobai listened intently, only to think that something made sense, and he was surging.

"So this time, Xiyun and other veins agreed that practicing Taoism on the mountain can only lead to small paths, and practicing Taoism in the secular world, can only achieve the ultimate path." Lingxu looked at the nine disciples in the hall and said slowly: "After this martial arts performance, I will select four disciples to go down the mountain to practice, do good deeds and accumulate virtues. I hope you will take it seriously and don't let my efforts down the school."

Zhou Shaobai was stunned and then was overjoyed: Going down the mountain to experience it, can you go to find a girl from the Qin family in advance? His courage increased immediately.

The others were also happy, only Zhang Xiaofeng still looked calm, and Mu Ningzhi was like the water of the ancient well, and was calm.

Lingxu said again: "Zhao Hanqing, the chief disciple of Xuan Rifeng, was unable to play in the competition due to injury. It's a pity that the remaining eight of you must not only do their best, but also pay attention to it. Never hurt your fellow disciples. Do you understand?"

"Disciple understand!" everyone answered.

Zhou Shaobai thought: Four of the eight people were selected, that is to say, as long as you win the first game after the draw of lots, you can maintain your qualification to go down the mountain. Thinking of this, you are even more ready to go and swore that you must win the first game.

"Since you understand, then draw lots to decide the order of appearance." As soon as Lingxu finished speaking, a Taoist boy was holding a purple green wood lacquer plate with a scented sandalwood sticker on it, and eight sticks were inserted inside. There was a Taoist boy next to him, standing next to a wooden rack, with eight wooden signs lined up above the wooden rack, from one to eight.

"The order of each sign is marked below. You can draw lots one by one. Zhang Xiaofeng, this is Jiuyang Peak, so you can first."

Zhang Xiaofeng bowed and said, "Yes, the leader."

He walked to the Taoist boy, without hesitation, and reached out to take out a sign and handed it to the Taoist boy. The Taoist boy took it and took it, raised it high, showed it to everyone, and said, "Yes."

The Taoist boy nodded and hung Zhang Xiaofeng's nameplate under a wooden sign.

Zhou Shaobai thought to himself: I will be the first one when I come up, but I must not win the second place. If I fight against Senior Brother Zhang, I don’t know if I can beat him.

Lan Yuefeng Qianhe took the second draw. He drew No. 4. When he returned to the queue, he deliberately glanced at Li Yuankang before saying, "You must draw No. 3."

Li Yuankang smiled and said, "If I can't get it, I will wait for you in the last game. I just don't know if Senior Brother Qian has the ability to come to the last game. Don't let me wait for nothing."

Qian He was extremely angry, but he didn't dare to have an attack, so he had to snort.

Li Yuankang stepped forward to draw lots, but it was really number three. He couldn't help but be happy. When Qian He saw it, he sneered.

At this time, it was Mu Ningzhi's turn to draw lots. She slowly stepped forward. Everyone in the hall held their breath and seemed to be afraid of disturbing the Fairy Jinghong.

She drew out the lottery and saw that it was No. 7.

Zhou Shaobai thought to himself, I must not draw No. 8, otherwise it would be very embarrassing if I played against her.

At this time, Luoyanfeng's disciples came forward to draw lots and drew 5 numbers. At this time, there were still two, six and eighty three remaining lottery funds that had not been drawn yet.

Zhou Shaobai suddenly realized that if he drew the second number, he would have to play Zhang Xiaofeng in the first game. If he drew the eighth number, he would have to play Mu Ningzhi. Neither of these two wanted to meet, so he couldn't help but become nervous.

At this time, it was the Qinglian Peak disciple's turn to draw lots. He walked forward and drew a lottery and handed it to the Taoist boy.

Zhou Shaobai couldn't help but pray, don't be drawn No. 6!

The Taoist boy recited: "It's two."

Zhou Shaobai's heart fell slightly, and it was his turn.

He walked to the Taoist boy and saw that there were two signs inside. He couldn't help but hesitate. If he got No. 8, he would have to face Mu Ningzhi.

Thinking of her extremely cold eyes, Zhou Shaobai couldn't help but shivered. He looked up and happened to see the head of the sect, and said, "Zhou Shaobai, let's slap."

He made up his mind and sucked one, handing it to the Taoist boy. The Taoist boy took it and looked it up, raised it to show it to the public, and chanted:
Chapter completed!