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Chapter 147 Draw lots to determine the ranking

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    Except for the masked woman in white, the last seven who advanced were all disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect.

    When this matter spread, not only Chen Heitan and the others became famous, but also the reputation of Immortal Daomen would also spread accordingly.

    Adding the matter of Tiandaomeng, it is estimated that the reputation of Immortal Daomen will spread throughout Tianyuan State in a short time.

    Now some people have used photo stones to record things, and many sects have spread the situation here, touting the Immortal Dao Sect.

    After Wu Xuanyue finished the battle, she returned to the spirit boat to rest and prepare for tomorrow's competition.

    Chen Heitan and the others were a little excited. They had finally completed the task assigned by the master. They didn't have to worry about being punished by the master. The next step was to set the ranking.

    It doesn't matter to them who is first and who is second, it's just a ranking.

    It's not based on rankings to judge brothers and sisters. If they rely on rankings to rank brothers and sisters, Xu Changsheng and the others will definitely work hard.

    Who doesn't want others to call him Senior Brother and Senior Sister?

    Jiang Beichen lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze.

    Now the apprentices are all in the top ten, and they are still in the top seven, punishing them is impossible.

    After this trip, I gained two apprentices, offended the giant Tiandaomeng, and wasted a one-hit kill experience card to kill the suzerain of the Wuji Taoist sect. Thinking about it carefully, I still suffered a disadvantage.

    "No, I have to leave early tomorrow!" Jiang Beichen shouted suddenly.

    Ye Lingxi, who was sleeping in his arms, woke up with a start, and lazily raised her head to look at the master.

    "Master."

    "Uh, it's okay, go on to sleep." Jiang Beichen comforted him softly.

    Ye Lingxi made a confession in Jiang Beichen's arms before closing his eyes and falling asleep.

    "When I go back, I will almost let you build a foundation." Jiang Beichen whispered.

    He was a little worried about building the foundation outside. When he returned to the Immortal Dao Gate, he would be separated by formations, nourished by spiritual power, and protected by himself, which would be safer.

    After thinking about it, Jiang Beichen gradually fell asleep.

    Tonight is destined to be a restless night. Tomorrow will be the final. The monks on Yuanlong Mountain rushed to tell each other, and countless messengers left from Yuanlong Mountain.

    Fortunately, it was night. If it was daytime, Jiang Beichen would have been scared to hide when he saw this scene.

    On the spirit boat of the Immortal Dao Sect, Chen Heitan and the others sat cross-legged, resting and recuperating.

    Elder Ge looked into the distance with a complicated expression.

    ?With Elder Sanyang's foot strength, he will be able to reach the Heavenly Dao League within two days. We invite experts from the Heavenly Dao League. I don't know if the people from the Heavenly Dao League will come tomorrow.

    This is exactly what Elder Ge is worried about.

    Before he knew it, the current Sanyang Taoist was lying in the ditch, his intake of air was less than his output, his whole body was scorched black without a piece of intact skin, and his body functions were weak. If no one rescued him, he would not survive for three days.

    Now he can only stick to his mind and keep the last bit of spiritual consciousness, otherwise his spiritual consciousness will collapse, and he will not be far from death.

    He Qing on Yuanlong Mountain has been waiting for Elder Sanyang to send a letter back, not knowing at all that Elder Sanyang is lying in the ditch waiting for someone to rescue him.

    The next day.

    Jiang Beichen woke up early, today is the final, if he, the master, does not show up, it will be unreasonable.

    So he told Ye Lingxi to wake him up at dawn, and if he couldn't wake him up, wake him up.  Jiang Beichen woke up because Ye Lingxi pinched his nose and couldn't breathe.

    After Jiang Beichen woke up and stretched, he opened the door and walked out. Chen Heitan and the others had already arrived at the ring, ready for the final competition.

    "Congratulations to the head of the sect. No matter what happens in the final, the reputation of the Immortal Dao Sect has been completely spread." Elder Ge stepped forward to congratulate.

    Jiang Beichen shook his head helplessly, and sighed, "Why do you like it?"

    "This deity has always been used to being pure, and fame and fortune are just a fleeting thing to me. I live in seclusion and have long been tired of the world of mortals."

    It's useless to be famous, it's better to be clean.  Besides, it's easier to be targeted if you are famous, so why not keep a low profile?

    Jiang Beichen's words made Elder Ge feel enlightened.

    "The subordinate has been taught!" Elder Ge bowed his hands.

    Jiang Beichen nodded slightly, and walked to the edge of the deck to watch the situation below.

    Chen Heitan and the others stood on top of the ring, including the masked woman in white. Their seven strengths were at the levelThere is not much difference between them.

    Wu Xuanyue and that person both fought for a day and a night, regardless of the outcome. If the seven of them compete for the ranking, who knows how long it will last.

    And they set a ranking, it seems useless.

    Thinking about it, Jiang Beichen jumped off his toes and floated onto the ring.

    Chen Heitan and the others hurriedly saluted, and the surrounding monks also held admiration.

    "Master!"

    The only exception was the woman with a veil on her face. Instead of saluting, she looked directly at Jiang Beichen.

    Jiang Beichen nodded his head lightly, and said calmly: "I see the finals, so there is no need to compare."

    "Let's just draw lots to determine the ranking. Anyway, if there are a few of them who are different, they will not play."

    Tie Hanlei couldn't help being taken aback when he heard the words, and turned to look at Chen Heitan and the others.

    The other monks were also a little surprised. How could it be hasty to draw lots to determine the ranking?

    But they are all your apprentices, so naturally you have the final say.

    "Do you have any opinions?" Jiang Beichen looked at the woman and asked.

    "No!" The woman replied directly.

    She and Wu Xuanyue fought all day and all night without a winner, and there was no need to continue the fight.

    And the rest are all disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect. Even if she competes for the first place, it is meaningless, and it is not necessary to draw lots directly.

    She had no objections, and Tie Hanlei even more so, with a wave of his hand, someone brought up the iron box.

    "Don't bother!" Jiang Beichen said lightly.

    With a palm, he took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone. In case he bought it to practice calligraphy, he knew that he couldn't bear to read the words he wrote.

    It's just that after buying it, it has been put on hold.

    Jiang Beichen wrote seven uppercase numbers on the rice paper, divided them into small pieces, and kneaded them into a section.

    "Choose one each, the number you choose will be the number one." Jiang Beichen stood up and said.

    The people watching from the audience were dumbfounded.

    "Is this so early and sloppy? The ranking can be determined by drawing lots directly. Then what was the purpose of beating life and death before?"

    "The strong are worthy of being the strong, and a few balls of paper can make the ranking of the younger generation."

    Xue Erlang listened to everyone's discussion and looked at the ball of paper on the ground, he felt sore.

    "I'm so sour, if I had known, I wouldn't have chosen!"

    He is now remorseful. If he had known that the finals would be drawn by lots, he would have had a bye even if he died.

    "Forget it. You see, they are all disciples of the Immortal Dao Sect. As a master, they have the right to decide their ranking." A monk beside Xue Erlang patted him on the shoulder and said.

    "There is also that woman, isn't it?"

    "Then can you beat her?"

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