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The solemn horn sounded in the imperial city.
In the center of the imperial city, a huge altar was suspended in the air, and many old men were suspended in the sky, performing various rituals of offering sacrifices. On the altar, there were constant figures walking back and forth.
This is the process of family sacrifice.
The members of all sub-clans can only watch from outside the central square.
In the eleventh sub-tribe, Lin Mo stood in the crowd, looking at the figure on the altar, but due to the suppression of the power of the imperial city, he could not use his spiritual sense, so he could only look at it with his eyes.
Among the crowd on the altar, Lin Mo suddenly saw a familiar and moving figure from the back.
Although it was just a back view, Lin Mo recognized that it was Mu Qingcheng's figure, and he couldn't help showing a faint smile immediately, and his restless heart finally settled down a little.
The clan sacrifice lasted for an entire hour.
After the clan sacrifice was over, the void where the altar was located cracked open, and the entire altar was absorbed into the void. The terrifying power that surged out made all the members of the sub-clans present feel in awe.
At this time, a jade platform came out of the sky and stood at the top of the square. Various jade tables and chairs were placed on it, and then beautiful maids flew up one by one, carrying various rare fruits. , placed on top of each other.
"The eldest princess and princess Qingcheng are here!"
Accompanied by a voice full of majesty, two beautiful figures came out from the cracks in the void. Mu Tianyu was dressed gracefully and luxuriously, exuding a trembling majesty.
And Mu Qingcheng, who was on the side, was dressed gorgeously, but her stunning face was like a fairy who did not eat fireworks.
Almost most of the eyes were on Mu Qingcheng.
Many members of the sub-clan secretly exclaimed. Although they had already received the jade slips from the main clan that recorded Mu Qingcheng's appearance, compared with the images in the jade slips, real people were three points better.
Seeing Mu Qingcheng appearing, the smile on Lin Mo's face became wider.
After seeing each other for more than a month, Mu Qingcheng's cultivation has crossed several major realms, and now he has broken into the late stage of the God Transformation Realm, and Lin Mo also felt that Mu Qingcheng had an aura of Emperor Mu.
"See Eldest Princess, see Princess Qingcheng." Everyone in the central square of the Imperial City bowed their hands in salute.
"There is no need to be polite." Mu Tianyu gently raised his hand.
Everyone withdrew their hands one after another.
Afterwards, some invited guests came one after another. These guests were all famous figures in the Pure Land, and many of them were big families who had close ties with the Mu Clan.
"Princess Qingcheng."
Mu Tianling secretly ran to Mu Qingcheng's side and sat down, and the two started whispering.
Regarding this, Mu Tianyu couldn't say anything, anyway, let the two of them do it.
At this time, a group of young men and women came not far away. These people were dressed in extremely luxurious clothes, and each of them was filled with a thrilling aura of true energy. They talked and laughed happily as they walked.
Branches and direct descendants
The members of the sub-clan recognized the identities of these young men and women on the spot. The ones walking in the front and the middle were the direct descendants of the Mu clan, and the two sides were naturally the offshoots of the branches.
"Before the second round starts, I will announce the rules first."
The chief deacon in Zipao stood on the jade platform, took out an ancient animal skin paper, and read out: "The selection meeting held every three years by our Mu Clan's Imperial Clan aims to select outstanding talents and contribute to the foundation of our Imperial Clan." Wagabrick. The rules of the second round are very simple, and a selection system of elimination will be adopted. Only geniuses who have experienced elimination can gain a foothold in the pure land in the future."
"There are a total of eighteen sub-clans participating in the selection conference this time. Excluding the members who were defeated and eliminated in the first round, plus the direct descendants and offshoots of our imperial clan, there are a total of 256 people. Three will be selected in the second round. Twelve will enter the third round, and the second round will be a melee, with eight in a group and 32 competitions."
Following the Zipao chief deacon's announcement of the rules for the second round, there was an uproar among the sub-clans. Unexpectedly, the rules for this term would be completely changed, and the second round would be conducted in a scuffle.
"Now start number allocation."
The purple-robed chief deacon waved his hand, and saw a purple flame rising from the ground. After reaching the highest point, it exploded suddenly and turned into two hundred and fifty-six purple awns, hitting the members of the clan participating in the selection meeting one after another. body.
A streak of purple awns passed through the palm of Lin Mo's right hand, and a drop of bloodThe liquid was brought out, and then a purple bead was condensed, and a number was displayed on the top.
"What's the number?" Mu Tianling asked quickly.
"No. 132." Lin Mo said after glancing at the purple beads.
"I don't know which game it is, let's watch it first."
Having said this, Mu Tianling hesitated for a moment, and then explained to Lin Mo: "The way of melee is changing rapidly on the field. I can't teach you anything, so I can only look at you."
No one knows who the opponent is, but according to the rules, it must be seven opponents who appear randomly. If this is the case, it is possible to encounter young geniuses from the direct line and offshoots in any game.
In other words, the rules of the second round are quite unfavorable to the members of the sub-clan. Only people like Ghost Face can make it to the third round unless they are truly capable, while others can only depend on luck. up.
At this time, dense magic patterns appeared on the ground, and a formation surrounded the center of the entire square, and the battle platform was instantly transformed.
"The first round begins." The chief deacon in purple robe crushed a larger bead in his hand.
A ray of purple light suddenly appeared on the battle platform, and the figure appeared first. It was a handsome young man dressed in luxurious clothes, with a faint smile on his mouth, and his expression was extremely proud.
"It's the Seventh Young Master"
"There was a direct heir in the first game, and the other seven guys in this game are really unlucky."
The people of the eighteen sub-clans sighed helplessly, and secretly prayed that the powerful members of their own sub-clans would not be selected for this match, otherwise they would face the end of being eliminated.
Mu Zijin was so handsome that almost all eyes were on him.
There were sixteen games in total. Mu Tianling and the others stared at Mu Zijin on the stage. Compared with the worries of other sub-clans, they were fine. After all, only Lin Mo was selected in the second round. The odds of one are low.
"Lin Mo, look carefully. This is the direct heir of our Mu clan. His strength will be revealed later. Maybe you will meet them in the next selection meeting. Get to know them first, three years later Maybe you are still qualified to fight with them." Mu Tianling warned without turning her head, and now Mu Zijin has shown the demeanor of some peerless geniuses.
She never thought that Lin Mo would be qualified to fight against Mu Zijin, let alone the heir, if Lin Mo could tie with the genius of the branch three years later, it would be a very remarkable thing.
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Mu Tianling frowned slightly, and turned her head involuntarily, but suddenly found that Lin Mo was gone.
"Where are people?"
Mu Tianling was startled, and then remembered that Lin Mo wouldn't sneak away to other places, right? If it is noticed by the main clan, it will definitely be arrested, and it may be disqualified from the selection meeting at that time.
"Where did Lin Mo go? Have you seen him?" Mu Tianling turned her head and asked the clan members.
"Lin Mo is gone?"
"How is it possible? He was still here just now, but he disappeared in the blink of an eye. Could it be" said a deacon.
As soon as the voice fell, everyone's eyes turned to the battle platform, and only seven figures emerged one after another, one of which was in the farthest corner was particularly familiar, who else was it if it wasn't Lin Mo?
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