Jiang Fan put Li Pingchuan flat on the bed board, and Li Pingchuan was still frowning and unconscious at this time.

Jiang Fan didn't dare to probe out his spiritual power to check Li Pingchuan's body, but just found several healing pills from the pills Lu Chaoyang gave him and stuffed them into Li Pingchuan's mouth.

Then, Jiang Fan began to roll up his arms and sleeves, facing Li Pingchuan is a standard set of mountain shaking boxing. Of course, Jiang Fan didn't use much physical strength, but just used his fist technique to successfully transform his spiritual power and blast at Li Pingchuan.

One punch, two punches...... After a while, Li Pingchuan's face began to be rosy, his brows gradually relaxed, and his breathing became smoother.

"Ah~~" With a hearty cry, Li Pingchuan opened his eyes. Before he could understand what was going on, a fist slammed into his face with a strong wind......

"So, Senior Brother Jiang, you saved me again, right?" Li Pingchuan, who woke up, had straw paper stuffed in his nose, he learned what happened from Jiang Fan's mouth, and asked in a muffled voice.

"Well, I saved you. Senior Brother Li, don't be in a hurry in the future, you have to think clearly about the ins and outs before you act!" Jiang Fan said to him with a serious face.

It turned out that when Li Pingchuan was recruiting people that afternoon, the two foreign disciples told him that something had happened to his family and asked him to hurry home to have a look.

Li Pingchuan's home happened to be in Bailu Town, not far from the foot of the mountain, he heard the news, did not suspect him, so he hurriedly ran down the mountain, and was caught by Li Haotian's minions halfway.

"Senior Brother Jiang, it's all my fault, if I wasn't too stupid, I wouldn't have caused Senior Brother Jiang to risk you alone. Li Pingchuan said with red eyes.

"Hey, Senior Brother Li, don't say that, that person is here for me Jiang Fan, Senior Brother Li is plotted against because of me, to put it mildly, it's not right. ”

Jiang Fan knew very well in his heart, if it weren't for himself, who would fight the idea of an outer disciple who had just started?

"The most important thing at the moment is to inform the head of the matter and let him investigate and deal with it. I'm still staying in the courtyard to cultivate these days, so as not to cause any extraneous problems before the mission!"

Jiang Fan made up his mind, and took Li Pingchuan to the Chuyun Hall where Ling Xuzi lived overnight, and told Ling Xuzi about it.

After Ling Xuozi heard this, he was furious on the spot, summoned the law enforcement elder of the Hidden Immortal Sect, first detained the elder who registered at the door, and then asked Li Pingchuan to go to the Qianlong Courtyard to find the two outer disciples who passed the news.

Jiang Fan, on the other hand, tried his best to dissuade Ling Xuozi's idea of going down the mountain to take revenge. Everything is because of the weakness of the Hidden Immortal Sect now, and the top priority now is to survive under the oppression of these major sects.

"Strength, I want more strength!" Jiang Fan returned to the courtyard alone, the muscles and bones in his body were still aching, but what hurt more was Jiang Fan's heart.

In front of everyone, he didn't show the slightest anger, but when he was alone, the scene of Li Haotian pressing his palm on the ground kept appearing in front of Jiang Fan's eyes.

"Before going out on a mission, you have to reach the Pulse Realm if you say anything!" Jiang Fan thought fiercely in his heart. He sat on the ground, running the cultivation method of the Heavenly Technique, frantically swallowing the aura of heaven and earth that had become chaotic.

Jiang Fan believed that with the help of the Qi Heavenly Technique and the Blood Gu, his cultivation speed now must be even faster than before.

In this way, the night passed, until dawn the next day, Jiang Fan was alarmed by the noisy sound outside the door, opened his eyes, and walked towards the door curiously.

"It's early in the morning, why are you here?" Jiang Fan muttered as he opened the courtyard door.

"Senior Brother Jiang, Senior Brother Jiang is out!" There was a group of outer disciples standing outside the door, and when they saw Jiang Fan appear, they cheered and said.

"Stop!" Jiang Fan hurriedly made a silent gesture, he touched his head and looked at everyone puzzled. "Junior disciples, if you don't go to cultivate, what are you doing here? Do you want to sign an autograph?"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and finally a disciple took a step forward and asked, "Yesterday afternoon, Senior Brother Zhu Huifeng and Zhu have already said that they want to ask Senior Brother Jiang for advice today, what's the matter, Senior Brother Jiang, don't you know?"

Jiang Fan was stunned, he went to look for Li Pingchuan yesterday afternoon, and he didn't know what was going on, but since he had made up his mind to cultivate well, it was also necessary to grow in battle.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of Jiang Fan's mouth again. "Senior brothers, let me freshen up, let's see you in the martial arts arena!"

Jiang Fan turned around and went back to the courtyard, and the cheers of all the junior disciples came from outside the courtyard. That day, Jiang Fan fought against Xue Ping, and only a few people went to watch after all when they got the news, but this time, all the disciples of the outer sect knew the news that Zhu Huifeng was going to challenge Jiang Fan.

For a while, these outer disciples were like elementary school students who were going to a spring outing, and everyone rushed to the martial arts arena with laughter and laughter.

Jiang Fan took care of it briefly and walked out of the yard alone.

"What if I was defeated by Li Haotian, adversity and good times can't shake me in the slightest!" Jiang Fan thought in his heart as he walked.

When he came to the martial arts arena, the first person to greet him was Zhou Buyi. Jiang Fan looked at Zhou Buqi with a wry smile and said, "Elder Zhou, you have come out to be a witness elder, the outer disciples should have no books to read!"

Zhou Buyi rolled his eyes and said, "As soon as I heard that you were going to compete, how could anyone still read?"

He pointed to the other elder on the stage and said, "But this witness elder can't take my turn, I just want to see you, boy, there is nothing wrong with your body, right?"

Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment, he looked at Zhou Buyi's eyes with a strong concern, and his heart was inexplicably moved. "This week, although Elder Zhou talks about his contribution points every day, in fact, he regards his disciples as more important than anything else!"

Jiang Fan thought in his heart and said to Zhou Buyi: "Elder Zhou, rest assured, the disciple's body is fine. ”

When Zhou Buyi heard this, the old face smiled like a chrysanthemum, and he said with relief: "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay!"

Jiang Fan looked at Zhou Buyi with emotion, and was about to say something, but he heard Zhou Buyi urging: "If it's okay, hurry up and try it, I bet on a thousand contribution points to bet on you to win, if you lose, you have to pay me a thousand!"

"......" Jiang Fan suddenly didn't know what kind of expression to make. "Elder Zhou, there are rules in the outer gate, and the disciples are not allowed to do this, you are careful that people are deceived!"

"Go ahead, lie to yourself, this handicap was opened by Lao Tzu. Zhou Buyi urged impatiently.

The corners of Jiang Fan's mouth twitched, his body trembled and walked towards the stage, the martial arts stage in front of him was already surrounded by outer disciples, and even some elders who were not very busy were watching curiously from the side.

When everyone saw Jiang Fan coming, they consciously dodged a path. Jiang Fan adjusted his mentality, with a kind smile on his face, and nodded to the disciples around him as he walked towards the stage.

On the other side of the martial arts platform, the disciple named Zhu Huifeng was already waiting there silently with his two golden gourd sledgehammers.

Jiang Fan jumped on the stage step by step, smiled at the man, and said, "I've seen your competition, it's very exciting!"

Zhu Huifeng was stunned, he didn't know what to say, he seemed to be a little shy staring at the golden gourd sledgehammer in his hand, and it took a long time before he held back two words from his mouth: "Thank you!"

The witness elder on the side saw that the two of them were ready, and from the center of the platform, they repeated the precautions for the competition, which was nothing more than not to take medicine, not to care about hurting people, and so on.

Then, the elder shouted, "The contest begins!" and stepped aside.

"I'll give 100 contribution points, bet on Zhu Huifeng to win!"

"I'll give three hundred! Senior Brother Jiang!"

"I'm out one hundred and fifteen!"

Zhou Bu on the side was not losing, and he was accepting the token handed by everyone, and suddenly, someone behind him passed the word to him.

"I'll give 10,000, Jiang Fan wins!"

Zhou Buqi was stunned for a moment, and just wanted to look back to see who was playing with himself. Before he could turn around, one hand pressed his body, and a voice reached his ear.

"Senior Zhou, as a supporting disciple of the master, 10,000 contribution points, isn't it too much?"