The things I have experienced in the past two days are one after another. Bai Yiduo has not had a good meal yet, and he is already hungry and puts his chest on his back.

So the three of them came to a nearby restaurant.

The rich second generation is generous and luxurious, pork ribs, beef, big elbow,

The table full of delicious food made Bai Yidian swallow his saliva with greed.

But Du Ling'er sat beside her, and she still had the reserve she should have.

First, he gave a courteous speech and then took food for Du Ling'er considerately, and then he let go of his hands and feet and made a big fuck.

Looking at the stacks of dishes and dishes in front of the boy, the brother and sister looked at each other and their faces twitched.

"Brother Bai, I heard that the Banyan Flower Medal in the inner courtyard is a pass for the Jinyuan competition. If you gave Ling'er such an important thing, what should I do if the rematch is done?" Du Zeping suddenly asked.

Du Ling'er made a solemn look and looked at Bai Yiduo.

Bai Yiduo wiped a handful of oil stains on his mouth and shook his head: "It's okay, I won't participate."

"You want to give up the game?" Du Zeping asked in surprise.

Seeing the latter nodding seriously, the brother and sister looked at each other and were full of surprise.

"Brother Bai, maybe because you are in the inner courtyard, you don't have a direct feeling about the quota of the Jin Court. The outer courtyard with five quotas also, in order to break through, do you know how many people died?"

As he nipped the pig's hand, Bai Yiduo asked in surprise: "Diet? Is the martial arts competition in the outer courtyard bloody?"

"The elections in the outer court are much more cruel and bloody than those in the inner court. In order to allow the clan members to break through, each family uses all their best, and there are endless tricks and tricks. In the martial arts arena of the outer court, fighting is allowed to see blood!"

After Du Zeping said that, he lifted his sleeves and a scar from the mouth of the bowl winds over it.

"I am also a participant. I am ashamed. I have always been so embarrassed that I have been winning every now and I am in a mess."

This is gradually becoming dirty, but Bai Yiduo can hear that he is showing off.

He glanced at Du Zeping without cutting, Bai Yiduo continued to chew the pig's hand and asked casually: "You just want to get a place in the Jin Academy and ascend to the Immortal Realm?"

"Of course I want to, as a monk, there is nothing I don't want to do." Du Zeping said.

"I don't want to." Bai Yiduo shrugged.

"Maybe everyone has their own ambitions!" Du Zeping sighed.

After saying that, he glanced outside the door, raised his sword, and bowed to Bai Yiduo: "Brother Bai, it's almost noon. Are you going to pay tribute to the shipwreck together?"

"What shipwreck?" Bai Yiduo asked with a frown.

Du Ling'er said in surprise: "Don't you know? Every fifty years, five major sects will join forces to summon a wrecked ship that sinks at the bottom of the Miluo River, which is today."

There are many sects in the lower reaches of the Miluo River, and it is not only Lingyuan Sect.

And in the stormy Miluo River, an ancient warship was still buried. No one knew the origin of the ship, nor did anyone know what the warship meant.

But one thing is clear: the ancient warships are hidden in the world, with abundant spiritual energy and vitality, and are the only choice for foundation building in the earth veins.

Since it is a treasure land of Lingyu, it is naturally coveted. For thousands of years, the lower reaches of the Miluo River have launched many wars in order to compete for resources in the shipwreck.

The war was in trouble and the river was stained with blood.

Later, in order to prevent the war, the five major sects formed a common agreement: every fifty years, each sect assigned ten monks to participate in the ancient ship trial.

This is also the reason why this year's Jin Academy selection meeting is so cruel. Because if you miss this session, you have to wait for fifty years.

Along the way, Du Zeping told Bai Yiduo about the shipwreck, and the latter gradually became clear.

...

The north bank of Miluo River,

Countless monks were waiting across the river, and they were all filled with people.

The crowds were crowded and the noise was endless. Who stepped on whom’s feet, touched whom’s breasts, and who started fighting with whom…

Bai Yiduo showed off her warm male physique and squeezed out a piece of open space near the river for Du Ling'er, protecting her in the middle.

"Ling'er, the people here have no quality. When they see beautiful female disciples, they will deliberately squeeze up and take advantage of them."

Du Ling'er's face was blushing and she pressed against Kai Yiduo's face: "No matter how you speak, don't hold me so tightly..."

At this moment, the noisy crowd suddenly appeared and Xiao Jing looked at the mountain gate of Lingyuan Sect with countless eyes.

The mountain gate of Lingyuan Sect is located at a huge banyan sacred tree. The sacred tree is towering, with a cracked hole at the root. When you walk in, you will find Lingyuan Sect.

At this time, an old man wearing a Taoist crown and holding a floating dust came to the air. The old man had a fairy-like and a determined look, and his golden Taoist robe shone brightly under the scorching sun.

Seeing this person, the crowd was upset: "Look, it's the sect leader!"

The leader of Lingyuan Sect and the Taoist of Lingyuan.

I saw Taoist Lingyuan standing on the top of the Banyan Divine Tree, with a tall figure and looking down on all over the world.

The dust in his hand waved in the air, and the earth suddenly swayed.

Just when everyone was shocked, the huge banyan sacred tree, which was the mountain gate of Lingyuan Sect, suddenly cracked from the root. The crown and the tree body twisted and transformed into limbs and heads.

Pull out the roots and turn them into legs, the branches and leaves of the crown turn into wrinkled faces,

He was hunched, stretched out his branches and turned into arms and crutches...

Soon, the huge banyan located on the north bank of the Miluo River turned into a hunched old man with a huge wood.

The old man stood on a crutch, showing his vicissitudes of life, staring at the Miluo River, looking at it.

At the same time, someone pointed at the other side of the river and exclaimed: "Look, that's Lingshou Sect..."

Lingfeng Sect, located on the south bank of the Miluo River, is the closest sect to Lingyuan Sect and the first enemy.

As the eyes turned, everyone saw that as the river fog dissipated, a five-clawed golden dragon appeared faintly on the south bank of the Miluo River, looking mysterious and majestic.

I heard that the mountain gate of Lingshui Sect is located at the spring where a golden dragon emerges. When you go upstream, you will see Lingshui Sect.

"Six hundred years ago, Linghu Sect provoked our Lingyuan Sect and eventually led to a death battle. I heard that the five-clawed golden dragon was cut off by our ancestor Feng Rong in the fierce battle. Now it is the 'Four-clawed golden dragon', hahaha~"

When it comes to hostile forces, there are always people who mock Fei and belittle them, and they are all distorted jokes.

As the foundation of the sect, whether it is the five-clawed golden dragon on the other side or the sect’s ancestor, the last reliance of a sect, it would not have been a rash move if it weren’t for the sect’s life and death.

But in order to enter the ancient warship at the bottom of the Miluo River, the five major sects will work together on the day of the fifty years of establishment and use the power of the sect to pull the wreck out of the water.

In other words, in addition to the ancestor of the North Bank and the five-clawed Golden Dragon on the South Bank, there are three major sects in the lower reaches of the Miluo River, which also summoned the sect's foundation at this time.

It’s just that the river fog is lingering, and it’s hard for ordinary people to see them in their sight.

"I'm really curious. What is the foundation of the Lingqi Sect and Lingchan Sect, which are both on the North Bank?" A female disciple raised her starry eyes and fantasized.

The man next to him patted her shoulder and said, "Shan'er, when I enter the Great Cheng Realm of Meditation, I will definitely take you to travel around the world. At that time, I will let you see the foundation of Lingqi, Lingchan, Lingqu and their sects with my own eyes..."

The latter raised his charming eyes with intoxication when he heard this, and felt affectionately, and couldn't help but tiptoe, and kissed the man on the cheek.

Bai Yiduo was keen on the spirit of this wave of dog food and couldn't breathe.

He looked down at Du Ling'er who was protected by her arms, and was about to ask her if she was curious about the heritage of the other three sects, and could also learn from the senior's way to win the heart.

But before he could speak, the earth suddenly swayed, and the wrinkled branches and leaves on the wrinkled face of the ancestor Fengrong dispersed, revealing a hideous face.

The huge ancestor of the lunar banyan raised his crutch and gently pointed it at the river water. A powerful wood-type spiritual energy poured into it. From a distance, it looked like a strong light current spreading between the crutch and the river water. The river water surging and roaring, and a huge vortex appeared.

At the same time, the five-clawed golden dragon on the south bank roared to the sky, and a golden column of spiritual energy hit the river directly. At this moment, the Miluo River raised storms and waves. For a moment, the world changed color, the waves and clouds treacherously, and the whole world became dim.

With the action of Lingyuan Sect and Lingfeng Sect, the powerful spiritual veins of the other three sects were poured into the lower reaches of the Miluo River at the same time. Under the cover of the river fog, three light columns could be vaguely seen striking the surface of the river.

Soon, a thick wooden pole slowly appeared on the surging river surface.

As the wooden poles continued to rise, the broken canvas rose from the water, and on the ragged canvas covered with seaweed and scale, a giant eagle's totem could be vaguely seen.

However, because the times are too old, no one knows what the giant eagle is saying, and there is no way to query the origin of the ancient warship.

As the five veins of spiritual energy continued to pour in, the ancient warships continued to rise with the seaweed and mud at the bottom of the river.

The river rolled, the earth shook, and an ancient giant ship suddenly surfaced.

The huge ancient warship is far larger and mighty than imagined. Even the old man who has experienced such a few ship lifting rituals will still be shocked and unable to speak when he sees the ancient giant ship again.

A cute newbie like Bai Yiduo is already stunned and can't find any words that are suitable for the moment of shocking the soul. If you open your mouth, you will be afraid of saying: Fuck, you are so awesome, such swear words.

"How come such a big ship sinks!" This is the question in everyone's mind at this moment.

After the ancient warship surfaced, it maintained Yang Fan's posture of going south, looking like he was descending from the distant north along the river, but was sunk here.

The towers overlapped on the warship, and it seemed that it was possible to imagine the ambition of the giant ship setting sail at that time, and the ambition of the huge forces that controlled the ship at that time, whether in terms of financial resources or strength, it was unimaginable to modern people.

"If this warship is coming to attack my Lingyuan Sect..." An old man thought of this and took a breath.

With the size of this ship, let alone the small Lingyuan Sect, even if the five major sects join forces, it is difficult to match.
Chapter completed!