Chapter 427
Chapter 427
On this day, the heads of the three major sects received a message at the same time.
Those words appeared in the middle of the three people's field of vision without warning, silently, and could not be rejected.
"Three days later, at the turn of the unapproved, Yongping South Sichuan".
Mo Ci's face was as calm as water, but an infinite sword intent shot out from his pupils, cutting the words into flying ashes.
She stroked the huge rock sword under her seat with her fingertips, gently and eagerly, over and over again.
In Niya Palace, several documents were opened again, a certain name was crossed out from the hostile list, and a deal was written on paper.
The sect's seal came down, covering the handwritten instruction of the person in power, and signed it in the name of "Shang Jia".
In the endless void, in the ancestral hall of the ancestor.
The head of the sect held Fuchen in his arms, and bowed deeply to the spiritual seats of countless predecessors.
After getting up, he stared at the top seven spiritual cards and stood there for a long time.
……
At the same moment, Shijue Mansion.
Jing Yingrong and He Zongtao are trying on clothes with Gu Yingxi.
Three days later, there will be the awards ceremony of the Sejue Contest, at which the award winners and rankings will be announced, and vouchers and prizes will be presented on the spot.
Gu Yingxi hired a special person to design the clothes for herself to attend the awards ceremony. There are hundreds of pieces of clothing on top and bottom of the inner and outer robes.
Some of them are complete sets, but they can also be superimposed or exchanged, and he needs to choose and match the best-looking set from these hundreds of pieces of clothing.
"I think this one is not as good as the one just now."
He Zongtao walked around Gu Yingxi a few times, and took down a belt and a pair of earrings from the side shelf.
"Old Gu, change the robe just now, and try to match these two."
Gu Yingxi changed her body again, at this time another person in the field said:
"He Xiaopang, what kind of vision do you have? Look at what you have come up with. One word - vulgar!"
This person is the designer of these costumes, surnamed Zhou.It is said that he was the leader of the clothing category in the previous "Skills" competition, and He Zongtao was the leader of the makeup category in the same session.
She pushed He Zongtao away, "If you're a layman, don't give orders here, it's a waste of time."
He Zongtao quit after hearing this.
"Hey, hey, I'm talking about Lao Zhou, what is a layman and what is a blind command, and the clothes are not separated! How can I design makeup for Lao Gu if the clothes are not good? If you want to say vulgar, the clothes you make are vulgar."
"Hey! Small! Fat! You can say that the clothes I designed are ugly, but you can't say they are vulgar! Can the color of this robe and this belt match? It's obviously your problem, the one I matched earlier is so good! "
The two quarreled, and Gu Yingxi rubbed her forehead helplessly.
"You two, don't you let Fellow Daoist Jing see a joke."
As soon as these words came out, the two immediately stopped talking and looked at Jing Yingrong together.
Jing Yingrong was holding two hair crowns for comparison, when she heard this, she raised her head and blinked.
He Zongtao puffed up his chest and said confidently: "It's definitely because I match better, fellow Daoist Jing, do you think so?"
Lao Zhou crossed his arms and hummed softly, his eyes moved away quickly, as if he didn't care, but he glanced at it frequently from the corner of his eye.
Jing Yingrong looked down at her clothes.
Qin Xinyao bought her daily clothes, and she decided which one to wear.
After thinking for a while, Jing Yingrong raised two hair crowns to cover her face.
She said: "How about my clothes..."
"It's not that good." The three of them said in unison.
Then He Zongtao took a step forward and took the hair crown away.
"It doesn't look bad that way."
Mirror Yingrong: "..."
He Zongtao and Lao Zhou continued to work around Gu Yingxi without asking Jing Yingrong's opinion.
But Lao Zhou still glanced at her from time to time, quite absent-minded.
Suddenly, Qianran walked in from the outside.
Gu Yingxi, He Zongtao and Lao Zhou hurriedly saluted, Qianran waved his hands, and looked at Jing Yingrong kindly.
"Little friend Jing has been studying in this sect for many days, how much have you gained? Haha, I am somewhat worried about letting He Xiaopang entertain you."
He Zongtao did not wait for Jing Yingrong to answer, and said: "Master, I am not happy to say this. I dare not say it to others, but I definitely have a hundred hearts to Fellow Daoist Jing. Let me count with you. I took Daoist Jing to visit the Wangshan Pavilion of Minghui Tower, the day before yesterday I went to Xiyuetan Painting and Weaving Workshop, and the day before yesterday..."
"Okay, okay, I see that you didn't neglect others."
Qianran interrupted He Zongtao's eloquence, and said to Jing Yingrong: "Young friend Jing should not be in a hurry to leave, right? Actually, I want to ask you to do something."
Jing Yingrong: "What's the matter?"
Qian Ran smiled all over her face: "It's almost time for the award ceremony of the judging contest, little friend, would you like to present awards to our Yingxiu with me?"
Jing Yingrong: "What needs to be done to present the awards?"
As soon as Qianran opened his mouth, He Zongtao took the conversation away: "It's simple! Just announce your name on the platform and give the medal and prize to others. Promise, promise, you just promise, hehe."
He kept pushing, and Lao Zhou also looked at Jing Yingrong expectantly.
Gu Yingxi seemed to see through their thoughts, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
Jing Yingrong thought for a while, then nodded.
Qian Ran left satisfied.As soon as he walked on his front foot, He Zongtao and Lao Zhou surrounded him with a mirror on his back foot.
"The costumes of the award presenters are exquisite. You don't have to worry about leaving this matter to me. I will tell you about my design ideas now..."
"Go to the other side, let me tell you first! I have recently researched a new eyebrow drawing method, and I will show it to you for the first time, and I promise to lead the trend..."
The two surrounded Jing Yingrong and went to the side.
The Forgotten Gu Yingxi: "..."
……
Three days later, the award ceremony was held as scheduled.
At the dawn of dawn, a long blanket made of fresh flowers has been spread outside the venue.
Giant light curtains were deployed in many places in the Star Entertainment City, and the scenes on the long carpet were displayed in the light curtains.
After a while, the finalists of the judging competition will dress up, walk through the carpet of flowers, and enter the venue in the eyes of the residents of the whole city.
Spectators enter through another hidden entrance.Before it arrived, there was a figure at the entrance.
According to the usual practice, disciples from the inner sect and above are eligible to enter the arena to watch, and the disciples from the outer sect can only watch around the long carpet outside the arena.
As time passed, people entered and took their seats one after another, and the venue gradually became noisy.
"Who do you think will win this time?"
"Do you still need to ask, I'm sure Senior Brother Gu, Senior Brother Gu has been the head of sex for two consecutive years, and this time is probably no exception."
"There is no suspense about the grand prize. Why don't you guess the small awards, such as eyes, ears, mouth, nose, temples, skin, etc. I don't know who will win them."
"I bet Senior Sister He for the Jade Muscle Award. I heard that Senior Sister He got a bottle of Jingsui Xianlu before. It was not used for cultivation, but was used for washing and applying face. Tsk tsk, I am so willing."
"I think senior brother Shi also has a chance. This year, he has to use Huayan ointment on his face every two hours every day. It is Huayan ointment. A top-grade spirit stone is only a small box."
"In my opinion..."
"Hey, look, who is that?!"
"Who, which?"
"Over there, the one behind the Palace Master!"
Jing Yingrong followed Qian Ran into the arena.
She was wearing a dark purple dress with cloud gauze sweeping the floor, wide sleeves fluttering, and silver streaks flowing like a star map, gorgeous and mysterious.
The already stunning face has been carefully modified to add a bit of noble charm, which complements the clothing.
As the palace master, Qianran was almost the last one to enter the arena, which made Jing Yingrong the focus of attention as soon as she appeared, and even made the arena quiet for a moment.
It wasn't until she sat down that people came back to their senses and whispered.
This discussion continued until the contestants walked onto the rug.
Flowers greet pearl shoes, fragrance reflects flower trains, fairy sounds surround the city, and Xiarui enters the arms.
The conference officially started, inside and outside the venue, everywhere in the city, people laughed and clapped their hands, a happy and peaceful atmosphere.
While celebrating the grand event here, in other places in the world, the prelude to the great war has already sounded.
Those words appeared in the middle of the three people's field of vision without warning, silently, and could not be rejected.
"Three days later, at the turn of the unapproved, Yongping South Sichuan".
Mo Ci's face was as calm as water, but an infinite sword intent shot out from his pupils, cutting the words into flying ashes.
She stroked the huge rock sword under her seat with her fingertips, gently and eagerly, over and over again.
In Niya Palace, several documents were opened again, a certain name was crossed out from the hostile list, and a deal was written on paper.
The sect's seal came down, covering the handwritten instruction of the person in power, and signed it in the name of "Shang Jia".
In the endless void, in the ancestral hall of the ancestor.
The head of the sect held Fuchen in his arms, and bowed deeply to the spiritual seats of countless predecessors.
After getting up, he stared at the top seven spiritual cards and stood there for a long time.
……
At the same moment, Shijue Mansion.
Jing Yingrong and He Zongtao are trying on clothes with Gu Yingxi.
Three days later, there will be the awards ceremony of the Sejue Contest, at which the award winners and rankings will be announced, and vouchers and prizes will be presented on the spot.
Gu Yingxi hired a special person to design the clothes for herself to attend the awards ceremony. There are hundreds of pieces of clothing on top and bottom of the inner and outer robes.
Some of them are complete sets, but they can also be superimposed or exchanged, and he needs to choose and match the best-looking set from these hundreds of pieces of clothing.
"I think this one is not as good as the one just now."
He Zongtao walked around Gu Yingxi a few times, and took down a belt and a pair of earrings from the side shelf.
"Old Gu, change the robe just now, and try to match these two."
Gu Yingxi changed her body again, at this time another person in the field said:
"He Xiaopang, what kind of vision do you have? Look at what you have come up with. One word - vulgar!"
This person is the designer of these costumes, surnamed Zhou.It is said that he was the leader of the clothing category in the previous "Skills" competition, and He Zongtao was the leader of the makeup category in the same session.
She pushed He Zongtao away, "If you're a layman, don't give orders here, it's a waste of time."
He Zongtao quit after hearing this.
"Hey, hey, I'm talking about Lao Zhou, what is a layman and what is a blind command, and the clothes are not separated! How can I design makeup for Lao Gu if the clothes are not good? If you want to say vulgar, the clothes you make are vulgar."
"Hey! Small! Fat! You can say that the clothes I designed are ugly, but you can't say they are vulgar! Can the color of this robe and this belt match? It's obviously your problem, the one I matched earlier is so good! "
The two quarreled, and Gu Yingxi rubbed her forehead helplessly.
"You two, don't you let Fellow Daoist Jing see a joke."
As soon as these words came out, the two immediately stopped talking and looked at Jing Yingrong together.
Jing Yingrong was holding two hair crowns for comparison, when she heard this, she raised her head and blinked.
He Zongtao puffed up his chest and said confidently: "It's definitely because I match better, fellow Daoist Jing, do you think so?"
Lao Zhou crossed his arms and hummed softly, his eyes moved away quickly, as if he didn't care, but he glanced at it frequently from the corner of his eye.
Jing Yingrong looked down at her clothes.
Qin Xinyao bought her daily clothes, and she decided which one to wear.
After thinking for a while, Jing Yingrong raised two hair crowns to cover her face.
She said: "How about my clothes..."
"It's not that good." The three of them said in unison.
Then He Zongtao took a step forward and took the hair crown away.
"It doesn't look bad that way."
Mirror Yingrong: "..."
He Zongtao and Lao Zhou continued to work around Gu Yingxi without asking Jing Yingrong's opinion.
But Lao Zhou still glanced at her from time to time, quite absent-minded.
Suddenly, Qianran walked in from the outside.
Gu Yingxi, He Zongtao and Lao Zhou hurriedly saluted, Qianran waved his hands, and looked at Jing Yingrong kindly.
"Little friend Jing has been studying in this sect for many days, how much have you gained? Haha, I am somewhat worried about letting He Xiaopang entertain you."
He Zongtao did not wait for Jing Yingrong to answer, and said: "Master, I am not happy to say this. I dare not say it to others, but I definitely have a hundred hearts to Fellow Daoist Jing. Let me count with you. I took Daoist Jing to visit the Wangshan Pavilion of Minghui Tower, the day before yesterday I went to Xiyuetan Painting and Weaving Workshop, and the day before yesterday..."
"Okay, okay, I see that you didn't neglect others."
Qianran interrupted He Zongtao's eloquence, and said to Jing Yingrong: "Young friend Jing should not be in a hurry to leave, right? Actually, I want to ask you to do something."
Jing Yingrong: "What's the matter?"
Qian Ran smiled all over her face: "It's almost time for the award ceremony of the judging contest, little friend, would you like to present awards to our Yingxiu with me?"
Jing Yingrong: "What needs to be done to present the awards?"
As soon as Qianran opened his mouth, He Zongtao took the conversation away: "It's simple! Just announce your name on the platform and give the medal and prize to others. Promise, promise, you just promise, hehe."
He kept pushing, and Lao Zhou also looked at Jing Yingrong expectantly.
Gu Yingxi seemed to see through their thoughts, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.
Jing Yingrong thought for a while, then nodded.
Qian Ran left satisfied.As soon as he walked on his front foot, He Zongtao and Lao Zhou surrounded him with a mirror on his back foot.
"The costumes of the award presenters are exquisite. You don't have to worry about leaving this matter to me. I will tell you about my design ideas now..."
"Go to the other side, let me tell you first! I have recently researched a new eyebrow drawing method, and I will show it to you for the first time, and I promise to lead the trend..."
The two surrounded Jing Yingrong and went to the side.
The Forgotten Gu Yingxi: "..."
……
Three days later, the award ceremony was held as scheduled.
At the dawn of dawn, a long blanket made of fresh flowers has been spread outside the venue.
Giant light curtains were deployed in many places in the Star Entertainment City, and the scenes on the long carpet were displayed in the light curtains.
After a while, the finalists of the judging competition will dress up, walk through the carpet of flowers, and enter the venue in the eyes of the residents of the whole city.
Spectators enter through another hidden entrance.Before it arrived, there was a figure at the entrance.
According to the usual practice, disciples from the inner sect and above are eligible to enter the arena to watch, and the disciples from the outer sect can only watch around the long carpet outside the arena.
As time passed, people entered and took their seats one after another, and the venue gradually became noisy.
"Who do you think will win this time?"
"Do you still need to ask, I'm sure Senior Brother Gu, Senior Brother Gu has been the head of sex for two consecutive years, and this time is probably no exception."
"There is no suspense about the grand prize. Why don't you guess the small awards, such as eyes, ears, mouth, nose, temples, skin, etc. I don't know who will win them."
"I bet Senior Sister He for the Jade Muscle Award. I heard that Senior Sister He got a bottle of Jingsui Xianlu before. It was not used for cultivation, but was used for washing and applying face. Tsk tsk, I am so willing."
"I think senior brother Shi also has a chance. This year, he has to use Huayan ointment on his face every two hours every day. It is Huayan ointment. A top-grade spirit stone is only a small box."
"In my opinion..."
"Hey, look, who is that?!"
"Who, which?"
"Over there, the one behind the Palace Master!"
Jing Yingrong followed Qian Ran into the arena.
She was wearing a dark purple dress with cloud gauze sweeping the floor, wide sleeves fluttering, and silver streaks flowing like a star map, gorgeous and mysterious.
The already stunning face has been carefully modified to add a bit of noble charm, which complements the clothing.
As the palace master, Qianran was almost the last one to enter the arena, which made Jing Yingrong the focus of attention as soon as she appeared, and even made the arena quiet for a moment.
It wasn't until she sat down that people came back to their senses and whispered.
This discussion continued until the contestants walked onto the rug.
Flowers greet pearl shoes, fragrance reflects flower trains, fairy sounds surround the city, and Xiarui enters the arms.
The conference officially started, inside and outside the venue, everywhere in the city, people laughed and clapped their hands, a happy and peaceful atmosphere.
While celebrating the grand event here, in other places in the world, the prelude to the great war has already sounded.