Chapter 1502

"Elder martial brother, let's have a room. Let's play boxing. Who wins, who sleeps." a disciple turned his eyes and played around Xiao Chenyi.

Xiao Chenyi glanced at him: "am I so stupid? The bed is mine. Why should I take out my things and bet with you? Iron egg?"

Hearing the rustic nickname of Tiedan, the disciples smiled low: "senior brother Tiedan..."

"No, no, no, you should call senior brother egg!"

"It's funny, senior brother egg, ha ha."

The original stone iron egg, now Xiao ChenLin grinded his teeth: "you are laughing happily now. When you go back, I ask my mother to make stewed elbows for me every day, which makes you greedy."

Watching the disciples of the Xiao family fight, the little masters of Shaolin walk beside them, touching their little bald head and laughing.

Shaolin has a close relationship with the Xiao family. When they go out, they basically watch and help each other, and they are familiar with each other.

But when they saw Xiao ChenLin and others pulling the rope on the wall, the little masters were still stunned: "what does this mean?"

Xiao ChenLin sighed: "this is where we sleep at night. When can we sleep freely on the rope and don't fall off, that's the pass."

"I thought we wouldn't be able to use it after we were 12 years old. I didn't expect that we would have to sleep on this rope bed when we grew up."

A disciple pulled the rope and didn't forget to tease: "elder martial brother ChenLin is the most interesting. When sleeping on the rope bed, he snored louder than anyone else."

Xiao ChenLin: "don't talk about me. Who of you is not like this? I haven't talked about you yet. That sock stinks more than anyone!"

"There's the one who grinds his teeth when he sleeps. When I first heard it, he almost didn't scare me to death."

When people make complaints about their vomit slot, their movements make complaints about their movements. They soon pull out four rope beds. Female disciples were no exception. Four girls crowded in the room.

After seeing off master Xuansheng and master xuanbei, when Jiang Chan came over, he saw the disciples lying on the rope in different positions. Some cross their legs, some hold their head with one hand, and talk and laugh from time to time.

Jiang Chan stood in front of the door with her arms in her arms: "it looks good. She didn't fall behind in this Kung Fu."

"I can't forget that. It's in my bones." seeing Jiang Chan coming, the disciples turned over and came down from the rope bed. The landing was light and silent, almost without a trace of dust.

Jiang Chan nodded with satisfaction: "have a good rest. I've contacted many leaders these days. The Wulin meeting in ten days will depend on you. Don't fall off the chain at that time."

"Absolutely not, clan leader. Just look." the disciples clenched their fists and vowed.

Ten days passed quickly, and it was time for the Wulin conference to be held. Jingming lake has long been cleared out of the site, divided the areas of various sects and families, and put seats.

In terms of this site layout, Xuantian cult also took great pains.

Take twelve disciples and sit down in the area of Xiao's house. Jiang Chan's left hand is Shaolin and his right hand is Fanxing valley. The disciples of each sect whispered and looked very familiar.

The venue was filled with people one after another. The leader of Xuantian sect coughed and stood in the center of the venue: "I have a big proposal to invite you here today, which is about the choice of the Wulin alliance leader."

"The people have a court, so we Jianghu people should also have an alliance leader, which is convenient for better commanding the Wulin, don't you think?"

"Yes!" naturally, all the people who applauded were Xuantian followers, and almost all the people who came to attend watched silently.

Xuantian sect leader couldn't hold his face. "I have a proposal. Since we want to elect the Wulin alliance leader, this person must have high martial arts, good character and broad contacts. Do you think so?"

"Yes!"

Watching the Xuantian sect leader and the congregation sing in unison, Jiang Chan held her chin and Quan was watching a play. This is a big shot. Can you see such a play on weekdays?

Hearing the Xuantian sect leader talking in the center of the venue, Jiang Chan raised her hand. Everyone watched her move.

The leader of Xuantian sect frowned. He listed Jiang Chan as the number one to suffer from. If he objected, he would be dead.

"What's the opinion of Xiao's family leader?"

Jiang Chan said lazily, "I don't dare to say my opinion, but I have a little suggestion."

Coming, everyone sat up straight and looked at Jiang Chan with burning eyes.

"The leader of Xuantian sect is more than 50 years old this year. There are generations of talented people in the Jianghu. We can't always specialize in beauty. We should always give young people a chance to stand out?"

Jiang Chan snapped her fingers: "I've calculated that the imperial court has imperial examinations. We people in the Jianghu don't come to those empty ones, but also come to a Wulin conference. Let everyone know that young people are also very excellent."

"Naturally, the Wulin meeting is for those who wish to participate. For any sect or family that wins the first place in the competition, our Xiao family will take out a congenital mental skill as a reward, and the top ten Xiao family will give a martial arts secret script."

At this point, all the major sects were in a commotion. Although they had breathed before, no one thought Jiang Chan would do so much. The innate mental skill was given out so lightly.

Some Jianghu people without sects have objections: "are they limited to the disciples of major sects?"

Jiang Chan glanced at the direction of the question: "of course, it's not limited to, as long as you can get the top ten in the big match."

Seeing that Jiang Chan suddenly took the initiative in the venue, the leader of Xuantian cult couldn't hold his breath: "master Xiao, we are discussing the election of Wulin alliance leader."

Jiang Chan waved: "I believe what you want more than the position of Wulin alliance leader is to see your progress in cultivation."

"Yes!"

"Great Xia Xiao is right!"

"As long as it's such a Wulin conference, I come to attend it every year!"

Xuansheng nodded again and again. Unexpectedly, Jiang Chan pulled these people to her camp in a few words.

Xuansheng also added a fire: "I agree with benefactor Xiao's proposal. Shaolin will give each of the top ten in this competition a small return pill."

With the beginning of Jiang Chan and Xuan Sheng, the remaining aristocratic families and sects also added rewards. It's nothing more than special weapons and so on. It's just that Jiang Chan's mental skill is in front, which seems inferior.

Seeing that the leader of Xuantian sect was frozen there, he bit his ears with his heart. After a few moments, the leader of Xuantian sect pulled out a smile: "great Xia Xiao, it's really a good means! I have no objection to this proposal."

"But do you have to set the rules for participating in the big competition? How many people do each sect participate? There should also be a limit on age?"