After Steward Jia finished speaking, he walked towards Jiang Xing, handed him a small white porcelain vase, and pointed to the wound on Jiang Xing's left shoulder: "The best wound medicine, take it and use it." ”

Jiang Xing hurriedly stepped forward and took the porcelain vase and said, "Thank you Steward Jia." ”

Steward Jia nodded and stopped talking. After a few more conversations with the forty-year-old middle-aged man, the two left.

Meng Weiyu kicked Jiang Xing fiercely and left.

The remaining 200 or so spectators, most of them are also a lively and blind coaxing, after watching the competition, most of the people who came to the inner door to get a quota were defeated by our people from the outer door.

Jiang Xing was not familiar with those people, so the crowd dispersed after the competition.

Ma Tian and Dahu came over with a big grin and directly gave Jiang Xing a big bear hug, and Jiang Xing, who was in pain, grinned his teeth, and the two let go. Ma Tianle said: "Let's let my father cook you a good meal, treat you." ”

Jiang Xing smiled: "I'm in debt now, how can I be in the mood to eat." ”

Ma Tian and Dahu laughed.

But it turned out that before the competition with Meng Weiyu, Jiang Xing took out his only remaining piece of high-grade spirit stone, and called Ma Tian and Dahu to make together a total of five high-grade spirit stones, and asked Ma Tian to buy the gossip knife in the weapon shop.

In the face of Meng Weiyu's absolute defense, Jiang Xing knew that with his broken sword, even if he added the Qianyin Dart, what could he do, and he was reluctant to let the child trap the wolf, so he simply pressed all the bets. Only then did he finally win this result.

Having said that, the victory still has to be celebrated, under the leadership of Ma Tian, the three of them entered a small private room in the stove hall, Ma Tian went out to say a few words to his father, and Ma Tian's father stared at the private room in disbelief.

Jiang Xing glanced at him, and Jiang Xing nodded.

Ma Tian's father also nodded in return. Ma Tian talked for a while and then returned to the private room. His father went to the kitchen to get busy.

After waiting for about half an hour, seven or eight dishes were served in a row, and the big fish and meat were very rich. During the banquet, Ma Tian's father brought a jar of wine over and drank two bowls with Jiang Xing. After saying two words, Jiang Xing kept it in his heart.

"Xiao Jiang can win the first place in the competition, which shows that your heart and skills are above the same level. If you do well in the foundation building trial in the Taiyin Mountain Range, foundation building is just around the corner, and the future is limitless!"

Jiang Xing smiled and didn't speak.

Ma Tian's father said again: "It's just that you have to be careful, I heard Ma Tian say that you defeated the son of the Meng family, this ancestor of the Meng family is a person who cultivated in the Yuan Infant Period, and he is the elder of Dawu Mountain, and the father of Meng Gongzi is also a cultivator, you defeated him, you should be more careful in the future." ”

Jiang Xing put away his smile and nodded.

Ma Tian's father smiled and said: "I won't mix with you anymore, you can eat, if the dishes are not enough, call me, I will be in the kitchen." ”

Jiang Xing left Ma Tian's father, but he insisted on leaving.

Ma Tian leaned over and said to Jiang Xing: "This jar of wine is the peach blossom brew that my father has treasured for more than ten years, and I usually can't look at it, but now we are blessed." ”

Jiang Xing smiled with him, but in his heart he was recalling what Ma Tian's father said.

Jiang Xing finished eating and leaving the sky was already dark, returned to his stone house, took off his shirt, sprinkled the wound medicine sent by Steward Jia on the wound, breathed cross-legged for a while, collapsed, covered the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Meng's study

Meng Dao, the current head of the Meng family, stood with his hands in his hands and looked up at a painting hanging on the wall in front of him.

After that, there was a middle-aged man in his thirties and forties, dressed in a Confucian robe and bookish. Bi Gong stood aside, waiting for Meng Dao to speak.

The painting is made by a man tall and three feet wide, with a simple white background and a cyan long sword from top to bottom.

It's just a simple sword, but the outline of the blade has a strange atmosphere. Let the viewer feel that the sword qi spreads through the rice paper, and if you look closely, it seems that this sword has become infinitely large, and you are as small as an ant.

After a long time, Meng Dao spoke: "What about Yu'er?"

"As you commanded, it has been shut down. ”

"Alas, I took the trouble to arrange him to the outer door, a shameful thing!"

"Master, don't say that, I heard that the person in the outer gate also has a lot of means, and the young master of the Sun family was also defeated in a few rounds. ”

"Hmph, how can Sun Buping's waste son be compared to my son!"

The middle-aged Confucian nodded hurriedly: "That's, that's." ”

"Angry is angry, it's best to arrange for Yu'er to participate in the foundation building trial of the Taiyin Mountain Range, that is also good for him, not to mention whether the ranking is important, the main thing is that the "Cleansing Spirit Spring" must let Yu'er wash her body, after all, that is a way to greatly increase the probability of building a foundation. ”

"What the master said was very true. Do you want me to talk to the kid from the outer gate again, we can give the corresponding spirit stones, medicinal materials, weapons, or materials and other rewards to exchange the quota for the trial. If we can't, we can cause some accidents, you see?"

Meng Daoyi didn't turn around from beginning to end, and nodded slowly: "Well, let's do as you say." ”

The middle-aged Confucian saluted and said, "Then I'll do it." ”

Meng Daoyi nodded again.

The middle-aged Confucian stepped back and gently closed the door.

I don't know how long it took for Meng Daoyi to mutter: "The higher the cultivation, the more powerful the ancestor's "Reading Sword Diagram" is, and that kind of artistic conception is a real impact on people's souls. This is just a painting of the ancestor, if the ancestor makes a move, it will be such a earth-shaking scene. The gap in a realm is like a moat across the ............"

The middle-aged Confucian left the Meng family and walked down the mountain, the Meng family was already on the mountainside of Dawu, not far from the bottom of the mountain, and after about a quarter of an hour, he arrived at the place where the outer disciples stayed, and asked some outer disciples to inquire where Jiang Xing was.

In the dark night sky, only the moon hung in the middle, there was not a single star around, the moon only had a small half of a tooth, and the air was quiet and there was no wind at all. Seeing such a slightly depressing night, the middle-aged Confucian already wanted to solve this matter in the simplest way.

Not far away is the place where Meng Weiyu defeated the trial, to be honest, he also felt a little embarrassed as Meng Weiyu's master, when the head of the family scolded Meng Weiyu just now, he lowered his head, it was a feeling of shamelessness, alas, a shameful thing!

"Who are you!" suddenly resounded in mid-air.

Listen to the voice of a man in his thirties and forties.

The middle-aged Confucian student followed the voice and looked up, not far in front of him, a towering tree about dozens of feet tall that needed to be hugged by two or three people, with lush branches and leaves, and a man in black stood on it, and he couldn't see what he looked like from a distance.

Confucius clasped his fists and said, "Your Excellency is ......?"

"Outer door steward, Jia Haicheng"

Confucius chuckled in his heart when he heard the man in black in the distance speak, but his face did not show any abnormality. Said slowly: "It turned out to be Manager Jia, disrespectful and disrespectful." ”

"Who are you, and why did you come to my outer disciple's residence?"

"It's just a lesson from the Meng family, Meng Gongzi accidentally injured a person from the outer door in the trial ground, and I finally found out that he lived here. ”

"Oh, then what are you here for?"

"Meng Gongzi blamed himself when he got home, and specially arranged for me to send some medicine for sword wounds to the injured man, I said that it was too late to send it tomorrow, but I couldn't help Meng Gongzi, so I had to come and deliver the medicine at night. ”

"Hmph, don't bother your Meng family, you can go back!"

The middle-aged Confucian rubbed his hands and said, "This is not very good, the medicine has not been ...... yet."

Before Confucius finished speaking, Steward Jia on the tree interrupted him and said, "Isn't what I said clear enough, at least I, Jia Haicheng, am still talking about the one acre and three points of land at the outer gate!"

The middle-aged Confucian looked extremely embarrassed and nodded: "Okay, good, good, Manager Jia will have a chance to see you in the future." ”

Speak, turn around and leave. At this time, he was about dozens of steps away from the entrance of Jiang Xing's cave.

"Weasel New Year's greetings to chickens!" muttered Steward Jia in the tree. But he didn't leave, still standing motionless on the branch, as if blending into the dark night.