Chapter Forty-Seven: The Witch Birthday Contest Begins

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The night of Kuang Tengbu was blowing a biting cold wind. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The cold wind swept the gray sand scattered on the ground within the tribe, bringing billowing dust and mist to the tribe, so that the sorcerers of the night watch could not help but cover their heads and faces to cover the sand and dust in the air.

And under such circumstances, in the woods in a remote corner of Kuang Tengbu, five people walked out, and these five people were Tashi, Bai Yi and others.

At this time, Tashi was still haunted by the fact that the soul blood of the previous cultivation was robbed, so he walked with a gloomy face, while Bai Yi and others, who had been seriously injured and traumatized, were covered with bleeding wounds because they were forced to cultivate for the weakness of the essence blood and fell into Li Jiang's witchcraft, and their faces were full of pain, staggering, and trembling.

"Bai Yi, thank you for tonight's incident, let's separate here." Waiting for the group, when they walked to the main road in the tribe, Tashi, who was in a bad mood, hugged his fist to the white clothes with a calm face.

"Okay...... As for tomorrow...... Concerning...... Arrange a competition against your opponents...... ...... I'll bother you. Bai Yi, whose face was pale, replied with a painful expression.

"Don't worry, I'll leave it to me, you can go back and heal your injuries." Tashi said to Bai Yi, and finally he waved his hand and motioned for Bai Yi to leave.

"Well...... Then I'll go. The injured Bai Yi nodded and said with difficulty, and after speaking, he turned around and walked in the direction where his tribesmen lived.

"The cultivation of the Spiritual Wisdom Wizard who attacked us unexpectedly before is still very high, and a Wind Blade Witchcraft that has not done its best can make me suffer such a heavy skin injury."

"What the hell is the young witch of that tribe? I haven't heard of a tribe I know about that has a sage that is rare to see in a thousand years? ”

"Could it be the young witch of the Evil Mountain Division!? Well, it should be possible to ......"

On the way back, Bai Yi walked with difficulty while thinking about problems.

After a while, the injured Bai Yi returned to the tent where his tribesmen lived, and at this moment, he heard snoring outside the tent, so he estimated that everyone should have fallen asleep.

So, in order not to wake everyone up, he gently lifted the curtain and walked lightly to the table, ready to sit on the chair next to the table to heal his wounds.

But at this moment, Bai Yi saw a medicine bottle on the table with a note pressed on it, which was written in unfamiliar handwriting: "I'm sorry, the healing medicine is respectful!" ”

"It's the Psychic Sorcerer who attacked me before! He even dared to come to the tent where our tribe lived!! ”

"You're too bold......

"But why did he send me healing? Strange ......"

Bai Yi thought in surprise with a note in one hand and a medicine bottle in the other.

At the same time, Ah Gong and Li Jiang, who were pretending to be asleep, quietly opened their eyes, and quietly glanced at the surprised Bai Yi, and then continued to sleep.

"I didn't think that Tashi was actually a Chen Si ......"

"Well, I hope you don't let me face him during the competition, otherwise it won't be easy to deal with......"

After Li Jiang closed his eyes, he thought solemnly.

Early the next morning......

The loud rooster crow in the Kuang Teng tribe woke up the Dashan tribesmen in the tent, everyone slowly got up and dressed, and then washed with the water from the washing well sent by the sorcerer in charge of the guests' living in Kuang Teng Ministry.

"Today is the day of the Kuang Teng Ministry's Wu Gong's birthday, and after breakfast, the three of you will follow me and the patriarch, the leader, and the stalker to the competition venue outside the Kuang Teng Ministry, and participate in the competition held by the Kuang Teng Ministry for your younger generation." At breakfast, Ah Gong said to Wali, Bai Yi, and Zhang Xiaohui.

"Got it, Grandpa." The three of them answered in unison.

"Yes."

"As for Li Jiang, just let me stay in the tent, yesterday I borrowed a more precious animal skin herbal book from Wu Gong of Kuang Teng Ministry, you can study it here."

Ah Gong nodded in response, and after answering, he said with a look at Li Jiang.

"It's Ah Gong." Li Jiang, who understood the meaning, replied.

After Li Jiang finished answering, Ah Gong nodded again, and then continued to have breakfast with everyone.

After a while, after everyone had breakfast, Ah Gong got up with everyone, and when he left, Ah Gong looked at Li Jiang meaningfully and said, "Little Ula, you must study hard." ”。

"Grandpa, I will study hard." Li Jiang replied with a serious nod on his face.

Ah Gong touched the beard under his chin with satisfaction, smiled, and then he turned around and left with the sect people.

After Li Jiang saw Ah Gong go away, he conjured up the mask belt that Ah Gong had given him in the palm of his hand, and turned into an inconspicuous young man of the Wu clan wearing a long coat and trousers of animal skins, and a thin figure.

"Hehe, it's finally time for the competition, I can't imagine that I can also participate in this competition as a wizard."

"I remember that Ah Gong said before that he saw such a sentence on the wall of the Witch God Temple where Wu Zu once lived: Witch cultivators, for the sake of going against the sky, for the sky is not allowed, cultivation is against the current, otherwise the cultivation is in good faith."

"And if I choose to practice, then I will go against the grain, and today is the time to witness my strength!"

Li Jiang looked at his transformed body, and then thought excitedly.

After thinking about it, Li Jiang came to the table and sat on the stool and waited patiently, because he knew that Ah Gong must have made arrangements.

After more than sixty breaths, Kong Lao came to the tent, only to see him come in, he looked Li Jiang up and down, and then asked with a smile: "You are the wandering sorcerer who has no tribe and comes with the Great Mountain?" ”

"Yes, it's me, boy." Li Jiang smiled when he heard this, and politely hugged his fists and bowed.

"Hehe, it must be lonely to wander around on weekdays." Kong Lao picked up Li Jiang and asked with concern.

"It's nothing, I'm used to it, boy." Li Jiang replied with a smile.

"Let's go, come with me to the competition, if you have a good result in this competition, I can say a few kind words for you in front of Wugong and let you stay." Kong Lao smiled and said to Li Jiang when he heard this.

"Thank you for your kindness, boy, I will do my best." Li Jiang listened and pretended to be grateful, and bowed again.

"No thanks, come with me." Kong Lao said with an appreciative smile when he heard this, and then he pulled Li Jiang away.

The two of them were silent along the way, and after waiting for half an hour, Kong Lao took Li Jiang to a flat open space in the northeast outside the Kuangteng tribe, and at the very edge of the clearing stood a huge and eye-catching stone tablet, on which the competition square was engraved.

And Li Jiang was dumbfounded when he first looked at this competition square, because this open space should be more than ten zhang long and wide, and the ground was paved with an unknown but very light ski-white stone, which looked very wide and luxurious to him, which he had never seen before, so he was dumbfounded.

"Hehe, don't be stupid, go to the crowd and wait for the roll call." Kong Lao looked at Li Jiang's appearance and felt very funny, so he smiled and patted Li Jiang's back and said.

"Okay, farewell." Li Jiang, who came back to his senses, clasped his fists at Kong Lao and said, and ran in the direction of the crowd after speaking.