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"Daoyou will see the outside world when you say this, my little old man and Daoyou are also fateful, and this sword book should be used as a meeting gift for Daoyou." As he spoke, he threw the sword book into Bugui's arms.

Bugui looked at the sword spectrum in his arms and was speechless, there was still such a gift to give, didn't she say it was okay at all?

Nameless swordsmanship? Bugui rubbed his eyes, making sure that he was not mistaken, it was really a nameless swordsmanship! Bugui twitched the corners of his mouth, and there is such a random name for the sword spectrum? It's so casual enough.

On the first night of getting the sword book, Bugui flipped through it at will, and then threw it into the storage ring, and then it was a long time before she remembered this nameless swordsmanship, at that time she had already gone out of the realm of no way, and once again set foot on the land of southern Xinjiang, this is a later story, not to mention it for the time being.

Two days later, it was the beginning of the Quartet Festival, the old man came to knock on the door of Buhui early in the morning, and when the two went out, they happened to meet the sword cultivator who rented the bamboo house and was also going to the Quartet Festival, and the three of them went together.

Along the way, compared with the first day, the number of people today is obviously a lot more, those who set up stalls are gone, and people from all walks of life are out together, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a sea of people.

Bugui was squeezed inside and didn't travel half a mile for half a day, which made Bugui want to get angry.

The old man next to him was leisurely and slowly swaying with the flow of people, and occasionally had to take a sip of wine, which was really pleasant!

The sword cultivator who was traveling with him had already been crowded by the crowd and didn't know where he had gone, and he had disappeared.

"Hey, hey, what are you squeezing, what are you squeezing, don't you see that it's all people......" A fat man shouted in front of him on the left side of Bugui.

"Blind, which eye saw Lao Tzu squeezing you, Lao Tzu didn't face you at all, talk nonsense, be careful that Lao Tzu beats you!" The tall man next to the fat man raised his fist and said.

The fat man shrunk his neck and said nothing.

On the other hand, another demon cultivator with a tiger head next to him spoke: "Fellow Daoist, this matter is indeed your fault, I can testify." ”

When the fat man saw that someone was supporting him, he immediately shuddered again, and shouted in a louder voice than just now: "See no, see no, it's you squeezing me, and I don't admit it!" ”

"Bang!" With a bang, the tall man directly punched the fat man.

"Hey, hey, why are you just beating people, there are rules in the Quartet Festival that don't allow you to do it......" The onlookers next to him immediately said.

The tall man glared at the man who spoke, and said, "If you are verbose, I will beat you together!" ”

The old man next to him shook his head and muttered: "The wind of the world is down, the wind of the world is ...... the sun."

Bugui pursed her lips, she didn't think that the tall man had done anything wrong, it was obviously another person next to the fat man who squeezed him, but I don't know if the fat man thought that person was not easy to mess with, so he found this tall man, and the demon cultivator who later helped the fat man speak, it was clear that he was in the same group as the fat man.

It wasn't until the third pole of the sun that Bugui and the old man moved to the grand venue at the top of the slope.

The event has already begun, the top of the slope is set up a similar ring-like platform, but this ring is much smaller than the usual competition, only one-third of its size, in order to prevent accidents, the ring is also arranged around a special protective formation, in addition to the participants, onlookers have to enter the ring from a special special channel.

The light curtain of the venue is updated in time with the competition situation and player information of each ring, and the onlookers can choose which ring to watch the game at will.

Bugui is not familiar with the players here, standing there and watching the light curtain for a long time and not deciding which ring he wants to go to, the old man next to him pulled her and said: "What are you worried about, just choose one, I don't know you anyway!" With that, he dragged her to the nearest ring.

The monk guarding the ring saw Bugui and the old man, and immediately stepped forward and said, "Daoist friends are here to watch the game?" Can you have a waist card? Bugui looked at the old man and didn't speak, she was pulled by the old man halfway, what the hell is the waist card? She doesn't know at all, okay!

The old man touched his beard and showed a waist card, and the monk who was guarding immediately changed his attitude when he saw it, became respectful, and said: "I don't know if the seniors are coming, it's rude, seniors, please come in!" ”

An arch with a water ripple pattern appeared, and with a wave of the monk's hand, the water ripple immediately separated to both sides, and the step back was amazed, this water ripple is really wonderful, and I don't know which water system spirit root is so powerful, and he can use the water spirit root to such an extreme!

The old man took a step back and said, "Why are you standing stupidly, let's go in." ”

Bugui was pulled by him, almost fell, straightened up and hurriedly followed his footsteps.

"Senior, do you know the senior who made the water ripples just now?" Bu Gui thought of the attitude of the guarding monk towards the old man, and guessed that the old man in front of him must have a great background, maybe he knew the predecessor who made the water ripples, although he was the fire spirit root, but all the laws were one, as long as she mastered the cultivation of the water system spirit root, it should not be difficult to use it on her own small flame.

The idea of stepping back is a good one, but it's a pity that the old man doesn't buy it!

As soon as the question of Bugui was asked, the old man replied stiffly: "I don't know!" After speaking, as if it wasn't enough, he knocked on Bugui's head and said, "Daoyou, let's concentrate on watching the game!" ”

Bugui rubbed the top of his head, and saw that the old man's face didn't seem to be good, so he obediently closed his mouth and stopped talking!

The two people in the ring sat opposite each other, one in a green shirt and the other in a white robe, both of them were not very old, and they had a pair of starry eyebrows and handsome figures.

Bu Gui observed that the two of them came to watch the game between the two of them, and they all looked at the two male cultivators in the ring with shy faces, and the spring was budding.

It seems that these two people are quite popular! But in her heart, it's still the best master! Hey...... Thinking of the master, Bu Gui smirked twice, and the old man next to him glared at her and reprimanded: "What are you smiling at, concentrate on watching the game!" ”

"Got it, got it......" Bugui pouted and responded.

Afraid that this old man would reprimand himself again, Bu Hui quickly gathered his mind and settled down to watch the game.

After looking at it for a while, Bu Gui saw that one of these two people was a human cultivator and the other was a demon cultivator. Bu Gui carefully observed the demon cultivator, that is, the man in the green shirt, his appearance was no different from that of human cultivators, his eyes were clear, and he really didn't look like those demon cultivators who practiced evil sect exercises.

Or, the magic cultivators here are different from those on the outer continent? Bugui touched his chin and thought. (To be continued.) )