The presidents of the three major associations walked to the gate of the manor, picked up the drums on the three drum stands, and started beating each one.

As if they had been trained in advance, the drumming of these three people was very neat, soothing, rapid and orderly, and the drumming was not missing at all. However, Qin Yu was surprised, which one did these three people do?

"Master Qin, this is the Wensheng Drum. Before the start of each conference, three presidents must beat the drum in person, so that the gate of the manor will be opened. Even one less drum will not work." Xu Hua seemed to see what Qin was doing.

Yu's doubts, he whispered in Qin Yu's ear and explained.

After listening to Xu Hua's explanation, Qin Yu listened carefully to the sound of the drums. He found that every time the drums of the three presidents were heard, they would cause a resonance, and this resonance was directed towards the gate.

"So that's it." His eyes stayed on the gate for a moment, and Qin Yu finally understood why the three presidents were beating the drums. The gate of the manor actually had a formation, and if he wanted to break the formation, he needed this

Kind of drum sound.

Although the drums played by the three presidents are all the same, if you listen carefully, you can still hear the subtle differences. This subtle difference is like the tooth marks on the key, although it is very small.

Small, but as long as there are some mistakes, the lock cannot be opened.

Qin Yu finally understood why people from the Taoist Association and the Buddhist Association didn't go in ahead of time. Each of the three major associations holds a tooth mark that opens the key to the formation. As long as one party doesn't come, the key is not complete.

If the formation cannot be opened, the gate of the manor cannot be opened.

The sound of the drum was still there. Qin Yu didn't know much about the sound array, so he just stared at the gate of the manor quietly. A quarter of an hour later, there was a sudden creaking sound from the gate. Everyone was shocked and looked towards the gate.

The closed door began to slowly open, and when the drumming of the three presidents stopped, the door was completely opened.

The door opened, and a rickety old man was standing inside the door. He was wearing a winter cotton-padded jacket. However, because of his thin stature, only one face was exposed. His old eyes were dull and trembling.

Standing there tremblingly.

"Uncle." President Zhang and the other three people showed respect on their faces when they saw this old man.

"Who is this person?" Qin Yu frowned when he saw the respectful attitude of President Zhang and the other three towards the old man. If he saw this old man in other places, Qin Yu would only regard him as a family member.

He is a very good ordinary old man, because he does not feel any pressure on the old man.

However, to be able to make the presidents of the three major associations so respectful, and in this manor, could the old man in front of him be an ordinary old man?

"Master Qin, this is Bo Lao, the owner of this manor. Every Three Sessions Competition is held in the manor. The specific background of Bo Lao is probably only known by the president and the others." Xu Hua said.

Qin Yu explained in a low voice beside him.

"Come in, everyone." The old man glanced at the crowd outside the door, then turned around, hunched his back, and walked slowly inside.

"Everyone, please go in. Remember, don't move around after entering." Taoist Master Qiu from the Taoist Association spoke first, and then led the Taoist Association's people into the manor first.

"Amitabha, President Zhang, please invite me first?" the sealing elder of the Buddhist Association said politely to President Zhang.

"It's better for the elders to invite you first."

"Okay, let's go ahead." Elder Chuanyin waved his cassock and led the Buddhist disciples towards the manor. In a short time, most of the people at the entrance of the manor, which was previously crowded, were gone, leaving only

I'm a member of the Metaphysical Society.

"Listen, everyone, this is the first time for many people to come here. After entering the manor, they are not allowed to walk around randomly. When the contestants are out, everyone else can only watch in a fixed area."

President Zhang gave some instructions, then winked at Qin Yu and others, and led the people from the Metaphysical Society into the manor...

When he stepped into the threshold of the manor's gate, Qin Yu paused for a moment, with a look of surprise on his face, but he quickly restrained himself and continued walking towards the inside. No one noticed Qin Yu's brief abnormality.

"This manor is so big? It doesn't look very big from the outside?"

"Yeah, it's comparable to some large parks. It's strange that there is such a big manor in the capital. It's impossible that I haven't heard of it before."

Listening to the discussion of the members of the Metaphysical Society behind him, Qin Yu raised the corners of his mouth slightly. These people did not feel it, but he himself felt it when he stepped into the threshold earlier. This manor is not simple.

Qin Yu can be sure that there are many formations in this manor, because the moment he stepped into the threshold, he keenly felt the completely different levels of spiritual energy inside and outside the manor.

The pores on one of his feet were all opened comfortably. The only way to do this was with the formation method.

As for why this manor is bigger than it looks from the outside, Qin Yu also knows in his heart that it is also because of the formation. Although not all formations in this world can achieve the magical effect of hiding Sumeru in mustard seeds.

, but it is still possible to expand and contract the space.

Following the crowd, everyone soon came to a broad square. There were three stone tablets in this square, which were nearly five feet high. Ten meters in front of the stone tablets, there was a white line, Taoist Association and Buddhist Association.

People stood in front of the white line and waited, not daring to cross it.

"Boss, everyone is here." After seeing the people from the Metaphysical Society coming in, Taoist priest Qiu said to the drowsy boss sitting on the chair in front of the stone tablet.

"We're all here, let's start, follow the rules." The old man replied feebly without even opening his eyes, as if he was extremely sleepy.

After hearing what Bo Lao said, Daoist Qiu, Elder Chuanyin and President Zhang walked out of the crowd, crossed the white line and came to the three stone monuments. Everyone bowed respectfully to the stone monuments three times.

bye.

"Initiate the destiny from Heaven, and respect the Heaven and Dharma Patriarch." The three presidents began to chant at the same time.

"Disciple Qiu Mingli."

"Disciple passes the seal."

"Disciple Zhang Guoping."

"We worship God and invite the Taoist ancestor (Buddha)."

After the three presidents finished reciting, they looked at the old man sitting on the chair. The old man seemed to be a little reluctant and slowly stood up from the chair. Then, he walked to the three stone tablets and stood there for a long time.

.

The old man stood there for a long time. The people waiting below were already a little impatient. Qin Yu even twitched the corners of his mouth slightly because he could just see the old man's face from his corner.

The old man had already closed his eyes and actually fell asleep standing up.

The three presidents also exchanged helpless looks with each other. Finally, Qiu Mingli coughed softly and spoke out to remind the elder.

"Okay." Hearing Qiu Mingli's cough behind him, Bo Lao opened his eyes, "You are really old, and you will fall asleep even if you stand. You are already healed. You can start."

As the old man said this, he shook his head and walked back to his chair. After sitting on the chair, he closed his eyes again, and soon he heard the sound of snoring.

"Ahem, the competition between the three conferences has officially begun."

Regarding Bo Lao's behavior, Qiu Mingli and the others could only selectively ignore it. They looked at the members of the three major associations in front of them. The three presidents each shouted: "This time, contestants participating in the competition please cross the white line. Others

You can only watch in front of the white line, and you are not allowed to cross the white line."

The first one to cross the white line was Lian Yunzi, followed by the other four contestants from the Taoist Association. The contestants from the Buddhist Association, standing between the Taoist Association and the Metaphysical Society, were also led by the Buddhist disciple.

, walked over.

"Master Qin, don't take action in a hurry. Let the Taoist Association and the Buddhist Association take action first." Before crossing the white line, Xu Hua whispered in Qin Yu's ear.

"What do you mean?" Qin Yu slowed down and asked softly.

"Have you seen these three stone tablets? Before the conference begins, there is a major event, which is to leave a name on the stone tablet. Whoever's name can be engraved the highest will get the top spot. However, this stone tablet is not that easy to carve. Our metaphysics society will do it every time

They are all the ones with the worst results, and the good thing is, this is not counted in the points for the competition."

After hearing Xu Hua's words, Qin Yu's eyes flashed with light, but he said no more because they had already arrived in front of the stone monument and gathered together with the people from the Taoist and Buddhist Associations.

The fifteen contestants, standing in front of the three stone monuments, looked a little small. Zhang Guoping said loudly: "According to the past rules, let the contestants from the previous Taoist Association start first."

In the last competition between the three competitions, the Taoist Association won the final first place, so this time, the contestants from the Taoist Association will start first.

After hearing Zhang Guoping's words, several players from the Taoist Association looked at Qiu Mingli. When they saw their president nodding towards them, a player from the Taoist Association stepped under the stone monument.

"Oh!"

The player shouted loudly and jumped upwards, reaching a height of ten feet. Then, he pointed his finger towards the stone tablet.

Pen Walking Dragon, a contestant from the Taoist Association, wrote his name under the stone tablet with just his fingers.

When the contestant from the Dao Association landed, there was a burst of warm applause from the Dao Association. The height of ten feet was considered an average result in previous competitions, and this was only the first contestant. This

It got off to a good start.

"Is this calculated based on the height of the first character or the height of the last stroke?" Qin Yu saw the Taoist disciple falling and asked Xu Hua beside him.

It can be said that Xu Hua has almost become Qin Yu's personal commentator. If he doesn't understand anything, he will look for him.
Chapter completed!