"Everyone! Everyone... come and look this way!" On a spacious step at the gate, a handsome and handsome young man wearing a blue robe held a paper speaker in his hand.
He shouted at the top of his lungs.
After everyone heard the sound, they walked over there one after another.
"Everyone, I am Mu Qiuyan, an introductory disciple of the Qinghui Sect of the Demon Cultivation Academy. Today, I was assigned by the academician to receive the trial students." The loudspeaker in Mu Qiuyan's hand shook in a dashing way, and then turned into a microphone.
A large fan two feet wide.
He unfolded it in one fell swoop, and the four big characters on the fan that read "Romantic and Suave" caught everyone's eyes.
The crowd took a breath and looked at the magic. With a flick of the hand, it turned into something else.
The corner of Nan Liyou's mouth twitched, was he performing a magic trick?
Mu Qiuyan scanned the crowd, seemingly looking for someone.
Finally, his eyes were fixed on Nan Liyou who was wearing a white gauze curtain hat.
With a strange smile, Mu Qiuyan turned his gaze to the others and continued: "Everyone, I believe everyone knows that to enter the gate of my Demon Cultivation Academy, you must first pass these ten thousand steps before you can enter the next trial.
.Here, I want to make it clear that all contestants are not allowed to use any magic when setting foot on these 10,000 steps. They must rely on two legs to climb up. In order to prevent everyone from cheating, at every 1,000 steps, we
Set up a token distribution office. There are ten tokens in total. Only those with these ten tokens are qualified to enter Xingqi Valley."
The crowd started to get noisy, some were complaining, some were disdainful, and some were indifferent.
Mu Qiuyan flapped his big fan, and a pair of sexy thin lips raised a satisfied smile: "Since everyone has no objections, let's start burning incense! This incense lasts for two hours. Once the time has passed, those who have not reached the top of the mountain will be disqualified.
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After finishing speaking, two men in orange robes immediately appeared, carrying an incense burner with a stick of sandalwood incense as thick as a thumb inserted in the center of the burner. It exuded a faint fragrance.
Mu Qiuyan put his index finger and thumb together, and a flame quickly burned on his fingertips. He tossed his finger, and the flame flew to the top of the sandalwood. There was only a handful of cigarettes, and he struck the gong.
Like a surging tide, hundreds or even thousands of people rushed in.
"Princess, let's go!" Qingdai took Nan Liyou's arm and pushed towards the crowd.
"Qingdai, there's no need to be in such a hurry! It's still early!" Nan Liyou smiled faintly.
She knew that Qingdai wanted to climb to the top of the mountain early and qualify for the first level.
"Seventh Princess! Please stay!" A male voice sounded from behind Nan Liyou.
She turned around and looked at Mu Qiuyan walking towards her through the soft gauze.
After Mu Qiuyan approached, he put his hands together, bowed, and said respectfully: "Seventh Princess! I am Mu Qiuyan..."
"Just tell me what you have to say!" Nan Liyou interrupted him and coldly refused to let him go.
Mu Qiuyan was stunned. This was the rumored seventh princess, and it didn't seem to match what he heard.
Although he can't see clearly, his noble temperament is completely innate, and his cold attitude gives people an invisible sense of difference.
He smiled lightly and said: "Yes, I was entrusted by the academician to wait for the seventh princess again!"
Nan Liyou took a deep look at him and asked, "What are you waiting for me to do?"
"The academician specially asked Qiu Yan to send the princess up the mountain. The princess is a daughter of a wealthy family, so she doesn't have to climb the ten thousand stone stairs with ordinary people." Mu Qiuyan said respectfully.