Ning Yang's drink simply made Shan Xuan's liver and gall split, and he instantly lost the idea of fighting with Ning Yang in his heart.

At this moment, he understood whether Ning Yang had the strength or not.

If you don't make a move, just by drinking, you can make people lose their fighting spirit, he can't see that Ning Yang is a master, he is really a fool.

Moreover, feeling this violent wind, coupled with the word 'wind coming' that Ning Yang had just shouted, Shan Xuan naturally guessed that this was Ning Yang's means.

Shan Xuan looked at Ning Yang and sighed in his heart: "Where is this young master?

As a martial artist, Shan Xuan naturally also knows some insiders, what is a master of the Dao, only those who cultivate the truth can be called a master of the Dao, he has no doubt that Ning Yang is a cultivator.

Except for cultivators, how can a martial artist call for wind and rain?

No wonder Ning Yang looks so young and has such strength, it is said that those cultivators each have the means to delay their youth, and they have no force than these ancient martial artists, and they don't know how much more clever the means are.

Immediately, he looked at Ning Yang with trembling lips and said, "Shan Xuan is not worthy of fighting with you, Mr. Xuan, I have offended a lot before, and I hope that Mr. Ning Haihan." ”

After that, Shan Xuan hurriedly bowed to Ning Yang, not daring to get up, waiting for Ning Yang's forgiveness.

I saw Ning Yang standing on the sofa, condescendingly looking at the kneeling Shan Xuan, like a god in the sky, exuding an ethereal temperament that does not eat the fireworks of the world, slowly spoke, and said in a voice like Sanskrit: "Knowing that mistakes can be changed, good is great, I am not the kind of person who cares, I will give you a chance, get up." ”

'Congratulations to the host for pretending to be a high-moral force, and getting five points for pretending to be forced. ’

After listening to Ning Yang's words, Shan Xuan was convinced of Ning Yang in his heart, and only felt that Ning Yang, a master who had strength and convinced people with virtue, was simply rare.

He thought that Ning Yang would teach him a hard lesson, but he didn't expect Ning Yang to be so magnanimous, which naturally convinced him.

is the so-called beating a stick to give a sweet date, the reason why Ning Yang didn't teach Shan Xuan a hard lesson was because he was looking for him tomorrow when Yang had something to do, and he didn't want to make this Shan Xuan too embarrassed.

Ningyang is now in short supply of pretending to be forced, if tomorrow Yang asks him to do something, he can let Ningyang get more pretending value, then for the sake of long-term planning, Ningyang doesn't need to worry too much about this single xuan.

Immediately, Shan Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, Ning Yang also withdrew his mana, the wind in the house slowly stopped, and Shan Xuan got up from the ground, no longer having the annoyed look he had before, but stood respectfully beside Ning Yang, looking a little restrained.

Only then did Ning Yang continue to Ming Yang: "Say, why did you come to me?"

Tomorrow Yang saw that things had not developed to the point of no return, and he was also relieved at this time, and when he heard Ning Yang's words, he immediately said: "Mr. Ning, I came here this time to ask Mr. Ning if he would go to the grand event of Nanwulin." ”

"The grand event of the Southern Martial Arts?" Ning Yang was stunned, a little puzzled, "What is the grand event of the Southern Martial Arts?"

Tomorrow Yang was also stunned, and then said, "Mr. Ning, don't you know about the grand event of Nanwulin?"

He originally thought that Ning Yang knew about this grand event, so he wanted to ask if he would participate, if Ning Yang participated, he also wanted to ask Ning Yang whether he was going to participate as a personal person, or as a disciple of which martial arts sect, if not, he wanted to invite Ning Yang to participate in this grand event instead of their Eight Martial Sects.

Ning Yang shook his head: "I haven't heard of it, why don't you tell me about it." ”

Ning Yang also got the system this month, and he had just come into contact with the existence of ancient martial artists and cultivators, where would he know what the Southern Martial Arts Festival was.

Although Tomorrow Yang is a little strange, with Ningyang's strong strength, and he is also a cultivator, why would he not know about the grand event of the Southern Martial Arts, but in the face of Ningyang's question, he didn't dare not answer, so he said: "It is our martial arts families, sects, and people south of the Yangtze River who will hold a martial arts exchange event in one place in this week or two, learn from each other, and evaluate the strength of each family..."

To put it bluntly, in fact, this is a martial arts competition to elect the leader of the martial arts alliance and rank each family and sect.

This kind of conference is held once every three years, and the venue is provided by the previous martial arts alliance leader, and then people from all walks of life gather here, first eat, drink and have fun, and hold some transactions between martial artists, these transactions are naturally the items needed by the martial artists, including elixirs, elixirs, weapons and other items.

Hearing this, Ning Yang was slightly interested, and said secretly: "Is there such a thing as an elixir? Then you can go and take a look, maybe you can find a thousand-year-old elixir." ”

Tomorrow Yang continued: "This gathering, it is said that there is also a cultivator sect sent down from the state to maintain it and prevent any chaos. ”

You must know that martial artists are all short-tempered, and if they don't agree, they have to move their hands and feet, just like Shan Xuan, if you are not convinced by Ningyang, you want to have a fight with Ningyang, so many martial arts families and sects will go to this grand event, it can be said that there are countless martial artists among them, at least more than hundreds.

With so many warriors getting together, not to mention whether there is an enemy between each other, just if they are not convinced by each other, they may have a big fight.

And this, it is necessary for cultivators who are more powerful than martial artists to come out and suppress and restrain them, so the state has sent a sect of cultivators who obey the drive of the state, responsible for taking care of these martial artists, but will not interfere in their martial arts conferences.

"Cultivator Sect?" Ning Yang was stunned, "Cultivators also care about these things?"

"Yes, there are even some cultivators who fish in troubled waters, pretending to be martial artists, and fighting for some martial arts families or sects, in order to improve the ranking of those families and sects, so..."Tomorrow Yang was a little embarrassed, "I just want to ask Mr. Ning if you will participate, whether it is for others or in your personal name, if not, I think..."

"Do you want to ask me to fight for your Eight Martial Sects and help your Eight Martial Sects win a good ranking?" Ning Yang guessed.

Tomorrow Yang said with an embarrassed face: "Yes, Mr. Ning, I just want to ask you to help our Eight Martial Sect make a move, you don't know, our Eight Martial Sect is really in decline now, and I can't help it." ”

Thinking about his Eight Martial Sects, he used to be one of the famous sects in the north and south, and his predecessor was transformed from the cultivator sect, but now, decades have passed, and the talents in the sect have withered, and now the strongest is only a martial artist in the middle of the body refining realm, all relying on him and a few senior brothers to support the façade.

In the previous few grand events, their Eight Martial Arts Sects were barely able to break into the top twenty.

At that time, the Eight Martial Sects, as well as Tomorrow Yang, their master was supporting, their master was a martial artist in the late stage of the Body Refining Realm, and their master could temporarily maintain some prestige of the Eight Martial Sects.

But their master is now ninety years old, and it can be said that half of his body is buried in the loess, and they are embarrassed to let such an old man come to the stage to compete, so in the last grand event, their senior brothers went to compete in martial arts, but they were beaten so that the eight martial arts sects fell directly from the top 20 to more than 30, which can be said to be a big loss in the martial arts.

In the past three years, the Eight Martial Sects have been laughed at by the families and sects of the same level, and even kicked out by the small sects that were once inferior to them, some of them can win, and some of them have not won, which makes the Eight Martial Sects in the Southern Martial Arts Forest discredited, making Ming Yang and Shan Xuan their faces very unbearable.

And this time the competition is going to start again, but the strength of their brothers and sisters is still standing still, if they participate, I am afraid that this time the ranking will not advance but retreat, and even fall from more than 30 to 40.

Shan Xuan came to Mingyang, just to discuss whether to participate in this martial arts event, many of their brothers and sisters said that they would not participate, and felt that it would be a shame to participate, but Mingmingyang thought about it and decided to participate, and asked Ningyang to participate for them.

In Tomorrow Yang's opinion, with Ning Yang's strength, they will definitely be able to win a good ranking for them, not to mention entering the top ten, they can return to the top twenty, and their faces can at least look better, as for Ning Yang's identity, they can fabricate it as a disciple of the Eight Martial Arts, and no one will suspect it.

Therefore, there was a previous scene, Tomorrow Yang said that he was coming to invite Ningyang, Shan Xuan didn't believe that there was such a young master, so he decided to take a look together, and then he was given a drink by Ningyang, and he was scared to obey.

At this time, Tomorrow Yang looked at Ning Yang quietly, not knowing if Ning Yang would agree, and whether he would be willing to take action for their Eight Martial Sects.

If Ning Yang was willing, it would be possible for them to regain their prestige and regain some of their status in the Southern Martial Arts.

Ning Yang hesitated: "It's not impossible for me to fight for you, but what benefits will you give me from the Eight Martial Sects?"