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The overall strength of Tianjiao in the Zhongyun Realm is much stronger than that of the Cool Realm, and it really doesn't come for nothing.

The emphasis on talents and the cultivation of martial arts are less than one-ten-thousandth of the Zhongyun realm.

In a place like the Mission Valley, you don't have to think about the cool environment.

Moreover, the eldest son of Zhongyun Realm, the third son, has a lofty status, and he is still holding martial arts exchanges with outstanding young people.

This is something that you can't dream of in the cool world.

The Valley of the Missions is located in the middle of the city, a valley carved out by man.

There were more than 1,000 large and small rings in the valley, and when they arrived, all the rings were full of people in groups of three or five!

The strong atmosphere of martial arts exchange was Xia Qingchen's slight approval.

Although Zhongyun Realm was a hostile force in the Liang Realm, he had to praise Zhongyun Realm for doing too well in these aspects.

"Look, that's the lecture seat. Qiu Zifan pointed to the middle of the valley, on a raised boulder.

A hundred seats were artificially carved out of it, as well as a podium.

On the boulder, there was a strong man in iron red armor standing in all four corners, and no one was allowed to come up without permission before the lecture began.

Otherwise, the tens of thousands of people around the boulder would have filled all the seats.

The blue flower fairy smacked her tongue slightly and said, "There are so many people!"

In the past, there were at most 1,000 people, and it was not difficult to get one or two seats.

But tens of thousands of people, she can't guarantee that she can get one, how can she help Xia Qingchen get a seat?

"Wang Gongzi, you may have to stand below and listen later. The Blue Flower Fairy said ashamedly.

Xia Qingchen asked, "Is there a difference between sitting and listening on the boulder and standing and listening below?"

He was not interested in that Huang Zizhen's teaching, but he felt that it was very meaningful.

If there are also strong people in the cool realm, they will make a special trip to provide a convenient door for those who have a weak background and have no way to ask, and the fairy and demon chess game will be battled, why will the cool realm be defeated so badly?

"Of course there is a difference. The blue flower fairy said: "If you listen to the seat, you can ask questions to the lecturer, listen below, and the lecturer will not pay attention to you." ”

She pursed her lips slightly and said, "Come with me and try to get a seat for you." ”

She parted the crowd and immediately caused a commotion.

"The blue flower fairies are here!"

"Hey, it's hard to get a seat today!"

In view of her lofty status among the younger generation, everyone got out of the way, allowing her and Xia Qingchen to come to the front.

At the entrance of the stairs of the boulder, an old man with a white beard in his eighties, with his eyes closed, was lying leisurely on a swaying chaise longue, and just blocked the intersection.

Of course, he will not be Huang Zizhen, but Huang Zizhen's biggest disciple.

Next to his left hand, there is a coffee table, in addition to a pot of tea, there is also a thick stack of tickets.

Only with this ticket in hand can you climb the boulder and listen to the sermon in your seat.

Everyone looked at the tickets and swallowed hard.

The ticket depends on the mood of this disciple, he can give it to whoever he wants, or he can give Zhongyun coins that he is satisfied with.

Everyone was talking and guessing the price of the ticket.

"Give me all silence, and those who make noise will be disqualified from hearing the sermon. The old man's eyes were still closed, but his brows were furrowed, and he said.

The crowd immediately quieted down, and sure enough, they didn't dare to make any more noise.

The blue flower fairy stepped forward, hugged her fists respectfully and said: "Senior, junior Zhou Mansion Zhou Jingxuan, I implore my seniors to give alms tickets." ”

The old man with his eyes closed, when he heard the word Zhoufu, he could be regarded as opening his eyes.

Qinggao's face was still expressionless: "Oh, the daughter of the Zhou Mansion, take it!"

The Zhou Mansion is in the royal capital, and it still has a little face.

With a flick of his fingers, a ticket flew up and fell into Zhou Jingxuan's hands.

She hesitated for a moment and said, "Senior, we have two of us, can you give more ......?"

"Hmph!" The old man was immediately displeased, slapped the palm of his hand, and scolded: "Do you understand the rules?

How precious are 100 tickets?

Giving away one is a favor, if one person asks for several copies, wouldn't it be a waste of a few favors?

Isn't it a waste of precious time for the teacher to come here today?

The blue flower fairy immediately apologized: "I'm sorry, it's the younger generation who is ignorant. ”

"Really! How did Zhou Bingkun teach his daughter?" The old man was very polite, and beckoned with his hand: "Okay, the tickets are back, there is no one from your Zhou Mansion today!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but get the ticket back.

The blue flower fairy suddenly felt embarrassed and embarrassed, as for this?

Xia Qingchen saw it in her eyes, she was blamed for him, so naturally she couldn't sit idly by.

Since tickets can be bought with money, it's easy to say.

Money, he has!

But just as he was about to speak, Qiu Zifan walked from behind with a hearty smile, hugged his fists and said, "Senior brother, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

The old man who was sitting back raised his eyes and saw that there was a rare smile on his unsmiling face: "It turned out to be Senior Brother Zifan!"

Qiu Zifan said familiarly: "Senior brother's temper is still the same as always!"

The old man snorted reproachfully: "Where is my bad temper? It's the young people nowadays, who are more and more ignorant of the rules!"

Qiu Zifan quietly complimented: "No, no, I mean, Senior Brother is the same as before, he is upright and sticks to his principles, no wonder the teacher values you." ”

Who doesn't like to hear good words?

The old man was no exception, he smiled a little more, and said with a smile: "What kind of wind blew the little junior brother here today?"

Qiu Zifan said: "Of course, I heard that the teacher preached, so I came to listen to the teacher's teachings, and asked the senior brother to open a convenient door, so that my friends and I could have the opportunity to sit and listen to the sermon." ”

"Okay, how many do you want?"

"Three. Qiu Zifan glanced at the Blue Flower Fairy, and then at Xia Qingchen.

The old man took out three tickets without thinking, and said angrily: "That's why you dare to ask me for tickets like this, change someone else, hum!"

"Hehe, thank you, senior brother, thank you!" Qiu Zifan got three tickets and thanked him again and again.

The people around him all cast envious and jealous eyes.

"A capable person is a capable person! Three tickets must be in hand, hey!"

"Those who have the ability will have someone to give face wherever they go! He is a small military master outside, and when he arrives in the Missionary Valley, there are still people who call him a brother and a brother, and he can't envy him!"

Qiu Zifan felt comfortable in his heart, but his face was modest and indifferent, he turned around and handed a ticket to the Blue Flower Fairy and said, "Senior brother is actually a very good person, don't go to the heart of the Blue Flower Fairy." ”

Isn't it good?

Only for Qiu Zifan, okay?

The silent show-off made the blue flower fairy feel envious in the depths of her heart.

After hesitating for a while, she took it and said bitterly, "Thank you." ”

"Your brother and I have a lifelong friendship, why do you need to say thank you?" Qiu Zifan smiled.

Then, he looked at Xia Qingchen, but he didn't give him the ticket immediately.

He flicked the ticket and said with a playful look: "Wang Gongzi, my teacher is a great figure, you can listen to the teachings in front of him, but please be cautious in your words and deeds, and don't ask questions casually, lest the teacher see that your level is low and he will be unhappy." ”

He has a sense of superiority between the lines, and he can't leave the word "teacher" when he opens his mouth.

"My words, do you understand, this is also for your good!" Qiu Zifan stuffed the ticket Xia Qingchen's chest, as if he was giving alms.

However, Xia Qingchen didn't accept it and let the ticket fall to the ground.

"What do you mean?" Qiu Zifan raised his eyebrows and said unhappily: "My teacher's ticket, you treat it like this?"

Xia Qingchen looked at him lightly and said, "Who said that I want to listen to your teacher's teaching?"

He was never interested, and he never planned to listen to what he was taught!

(End of chapter)

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