Qin Chuan is also among them. In addition to him, there are more than a dozen young disciples. In this scene, the sect will bring some excellent disciples to see the world and increase some experience.
"Lord of the northern underworld, you are so young and promising!" an old man led by him said with a smile, which makes people feel amiable.
He is wearing a robe, with a slender charm and a natural flavor, which makes people easy to approach and respect.
"Lord Tan flattered me. Your old style is still better than the past." the Lord smiled and said.
Now Qin Chuan knows the patriarch's surname, Beiming.
"Old devil, I haven't seen you for several years." the owner of the Academy smiled at one of the ugly old people opposite.
"Are you okay?"
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Qin Chuan looked at these people quietly. They were old acquaintances, but they were camps. It was nothing at ordinary times, but once the two forces had a situation, the camp would let them meet with each other. Besides, everyone knew each other. Generally, there would be mutual visits in a few years, such as the exchanges between the young people to see what progress the future generations of both sides had.
Sometimes the older generation of both sides will discuss and exchange ideas with each other.
Qin Chuan looked at the young people opposite. These young people were not as easygoing as the old people. One by one, they were indifferent. The first young people looked very proud and cold faced, but he was handsome, dressed in a God black feather coat. He stood where he was particularly conspicuous and had strong strength. Of course, he was also a king level strength.
The patriarch asked them to enter the sect door together. While sending someone to arrange their residence, he welcomed them to the largest hall.
Both sides took their seats in the hall and soon someone served tea.
"Beiming sect leader is really a fairy. I don't know what the sect leader is now?" a young elder of Yin Kui sect asked with a smile.
Qin Chuan looked at the elder. He looked middle-aged, even younger than middle-aged. He didn't need white face. He was wearing a moon white robe. He looked handsome. He sat there with noble words and extraordinary manners.
But Qin Chuan saw a strange look, admiration and unspeakable feeling in the eyes of the young elder.
It's nothing. Everyone has a heart for beauty. It's nothing.
The patriarch didn't return to her, but looked at the old man headed by Tan Zongzhu and said with a smile, "I don't know how Tan Zongzhu intends to communicate this time?"
In fact, generally no one asks about each other's realm, which is also a taboo between martial artists. Only those who have a particularly good relationship will ask.
In fact, this young elder is also a temptation to test the feelings between the two sides to see if it is possible. If the other party likes you, it is likely to tell you. Even if he doesn't tell you, he can judge by his attitude.
But he didn't get a satisfactory reply. He felt a haze in his heart and felt that his face was damaged.
Tan Zongzhu laughed and said, "let the younger generation play first. How to play is better for them to discuss by themselves?"
The goddess patriarch nodded, "OK, you can!"
"Lord Beiming, apart from the exchange of the younger generation, how about we have a competition this time?" the young elder said.
The patriarch looked at the young elder and nodded: "since elder Yu put forward it, we'll learn from each other as you said. We'll wait until the later generations have finished communicating."
"That's settled, Mo Jing. You can discuss with the other party how you can communicate with each other." elder Yu smiled.
"Yes, master!"
The young man in black bowed and said.
"I don't know who is the representative over there?" elder Yu said to the leader of the northern underworld.
The patriarch looked at it and said, "Qinchuan, go!"
Qinchuan is the youngest. Although everyone's appearance doesn't look very different, we can feel it. However, when Qinchuan is the representative, it will naturally disappoint the disciples in Tianlin temple, because they don't know Qinchuan's strength, but the patriarch decides that naturally no one will object.
No one objected, but the natural face showed an unconventional look.
When the other party saw this situation, master Tan said with a smile: "master Beiming, what's going on? I feel that your geniuses don't seem to agree with this child."
"Qin Chuan is an external disciple!" the patriarch said directly.
This sentence surprised each other one by one. Great forces and super great forces have many external disciples. External disciples are also members of the sect, but the external gate is the external gate. Most external disciples can't enter the internal gate all their life, but the people in the internal gate come in from the external gate, and at least 99% of the internal disciples come in from the external gate.
It's shocking for an outside disciple to participate in such an exchange competition. How far can he still be a representative during the outside competition? However, he is relieved to see that those inner geniuses are dissatisfied. It seems that this young man is just the same.
"It seems that he is excellent!" Tan Zongzhu smiled.
Qin Chuan reluctantly sat in front and sat opposite Mo Jing.
Mo Jing is cold and arrogant. He just didn't look at Qin Chuan at first.
Qin Chuan was indifferent and did not speak. On such an occasion, the two sides competed with each other's nature and qualitative.
Although it's ok as long as you don't speak, the problem is that on such an occasion, Mo Jing is lonely and arrogant. With his elders here, it seems inappropriate for him to let so many elders wait. Moreover, he and the other party consume so much. In his opinion, he has lost his identity.
"Younger martial brother Qin, don't you think? How do we communicate and compete this time?" Mo Jing finally spoke first.
"How did you exchange games in the past?" Qin Chuan asked.
Mo Jing looked at Qin Chuan and said, "in the challenge arena, whoever loses will step down, and finally fight another five-to-five battle."
"OK, just follow what you said!" Qin Chuan said casually.
Mo Jing has a rising anger. According to what he said, it seems that he took advantage of such a competition on his own initiative, but he is a cold and arrogant man. Finally, he can only say one word: "good!"
Most of these people had an exchange ten years ago, but the patriarch and others took them around.
The time is set in three days.
Yin Kui Zong went to rest, or to discuss the specific competition plan.
The patriarch also took Qin Chuan and others back to the hall.
"Qinchuan, ten years ago, we lost miserably. Do you have confidence this time?" the patriarch asked.
This sentence made other inner disciples blush. After all, most of them participated in the last exchange competition.
Qin Chuan shook his head: "I don't know, there should be!"
Master Zhang said at this time, "Lord, we'll have to compete with some of their old guys at that time. If we lose, it's not good. The other party should be tempted."
The patriarch nodded and said, "well, almost half of the emperor level warriors were sent out by the other party this time. If we lose the competition, we are likely to directly attack the Tianlin temple. This time, there are several array mages and two poison masters."