Generally, martial artists don't sleep too long, sometimes they sleep once every three days and once every five days, and it's normal for top masters to not sleep for a year.

But last night I fell asleep so early for no reason, and after waking up, my stomach seemed to be a little uncomfortable, I thought it was only me, but now I found that the disciples of the Lin family in the entire side hall fell asleep last night, which is absolutely abnormal.

When Lin Feijian saw this situation, he also knew that there must have been outsiders last night, and if he didn't say anything at this time, the other cousins and cousins still thought that he had no affection.

"Elder, it seems that there was really a master who came in last night, it is impossible for the general early stage of the prefecture level to have such a good light skill, and it can stun all of us without being discovered, but don't forget, there is also a mid-level prefecture level in this water shelter palace."

"You're saying that Fashan, that old bald donkey?" Lin Zifang said in a deep voice, after listening to the words of so many disciples, how could Lin Zifang not know that someone really came last night.

"I think he was the one who poisoned Xiao Mo." Lin Feijian added.

Lin Zifang paced slowly, glanced at Lin Xiaomo on the bed, the toxicity of the seven insects and seven flowers had been exerted, his skin was red and blue, and Lin Xiaomo, who was still unconscious, kept scratching with his hands, and the flesh and blood were blurred in many places.

"Smack."

Lin Zifang slapped on the table, gritted his teeth and said: "Fashan bald donkey, how can it be reasonable, you dare to come to assassinate my Lin family disciples, I want Nanguo Temple to die." ”

Now there is only one possibility left, not the middle of the prefecture level, and the light work cannot be so good. Moreover, the martial arts of Nanguo Temple have the characteristics of "meditation", the internal qi is introverted, and there is a natural advantage in concealment.

Whether it is for the sake of double cultivation snakes or Lin Xiaomo, Lin Zifang must have a showdown with Fashan, but not now. The double cultivation snake cannot be exposed, and in the eyes of outsiders, the double cultivation snake has been destroyed.

And if Fa Shan bites to death and doesn't give the formula of seven insects and seven flowers, Lin Zifang can't do anything. Judging from the performance of Nanguo Temple before. This group of bald donkeys are all hard-boned, and they don't take the Lin family seriously, and they don't even hesitate to be enemies of everyone.

Lin Zifang now thinks of another way, threatening the lives of the disciples of Nanguo Temple on the martial arts field. He asked Fashan to hand over the recipe for the Double Cultivation Snake and the Seven Insects and Seven Flowers. Ephrazen's love for the still-colored little bald donkey. When the little bald donkey is about to die, the old bald donkey will agree to any conditions.

……

Jiang Fan refined the array flags for a night, and finally gathered enough to break the formation. It's hard to go during the day, so you can only wait for the night.

At the beginning of the second round of Dabi, all the major sects gathered in the square, Lin Zifang sat on the high platform, staring fiercely at the direction of the Nanguo Temple, Jiang Fan of course knew why, he replaced a good jade bracelet with a jade bracelet of a green jade double cultivation snake, and it wouldn't be long to hide it, if Lin Xiao paid attention, he would be able to find out at once.

It is said that the jade bracelet costs a lot of money, it is all good jade, the Lin family should invite themselves to supper, they didn't invite themselves, most likely because Lin Xiaomo is going to die.

Jiang Fan smiled at Lin Zifang on the high chair, and Lin Zifang was immediately furious.

"Lin Wu."

"The disciple is here."

"Today is your face on that still bald donkey, are you sure to kill him?" Lin Zifang said coldly.

"A reckless boy, I think he relied on the pill to have a Xuan-level cultivation, such a garbage, if I can't take him in ten moves, I won't be surnamed Lin."

Lin Wu looked at Jiang Fan in the square, full of disdain, although he was only at the peak of the yellow level, but his moves were fast and sharp, he made key moves, there was no pressure to kill people by leaping over the level, he was fighting like Jiang Fan did yesterday, and he only needed a few moves to end the battle.

"Very good, but you pay attention, after defeating that little bald donkey, don't kill it yet, as long as he can't open his mouth to beg for mercy, look at my color."

Lin Zifang wanted to use Jiang Fan's life to coerce Fashan to come up with the formula of the green jade double cultivation snake and the seven insects and seven flowers.

"Yes."

"In the next round, the snow in the still water gate will be quiet in the Nanguo Temple." The host announced loudly.

"It's okay, let's go."

Jiang Fan said to Bai Xue, who was hesitant and didn't want to go on stage, yesterday Nanguo Temple let Bai Xue advance, but I didn't expect to meet Nanguo Temple again today.

Of course, Bai Xue knew that this was arranged by Jiang Fan, but Bai Xue didn't want to go up like this, a place is too precious for a sect, which sect is not fighting for a sect, but now Nanguo Temple seems to be giving up two places.

Seeing that Jiang Fan and Qian Tingyi both encouraged themselves to go up, and it was impossible not to go up at this time, Bai Xue could only stubbornly carry the sword.

Bai Xue was still in the early stage of the yellow level, and in the late stage of the yellow level of the monk of the Nanguo Temple, the two fought together, and after ten rounds, the late monk of the yellow level of the Nanguo Temple was knocked out of the ring.

"Whew"

There was a boos from the audience, and they all looked at the monks of Nanguo Temple in surprise, what happened to these old bald donkeys this year? It's incredible enough to have a hard time with the Lin family, and he also sent the quota of Xiaofangshan out, could it be that he has brain damage?

If the algorithm is good or Jiang Fan wants to give away the quota, will the other disciples agree? The medicinal herbs collected by entering Xiaofang Mountain for a quota are not that person's own, and a part will be given to other disciples, which is related to the interests of the entire sect.

However, none of the monks of Nanguo Temple objected.

The other sects almost delusionally believe that Nanguo Temple is really a great achievement of Buddhism, and it is beyond the object.

"In the next round of the game, Zhang Xueting of Jingshuimen vs. Liao Chu of Genting Gate."

"This Liao Chu is a third-level cultivator at the Xuan level, and the exercises are ruthless, junior sister, you have advanced to the top 64, I may have to stop in the second round of the competition."

Zhang Xueting was a little depressed, she was the strongest disciple under the age of thirty in Jingshuimen, and her biggest hope for this promotion was herself, but she didn't expect to meet a Liao Chu who was two orders higher than herself in the second round, and stopped in the second round.

Zhang Xueting is not jealous that Bai Xue is so lucky, she will advance to the top 64, if she wins again, she will be able to advance to 32, and there will be a place to enter Xiaofangshan anyway.

For a small sect like Jingshuimen, a place is a big joy, just like a middle school that is difficult to get into even a heavy book, and it is like being admitted to a Peking University Tsinghua University.

The reason why this sect of Jingshuimen came to participate in the competition is very simple, if you want to improve the ranking of the sect, it will be beneficial to the next draw, and it will slowly accumulate, maybe you can mix up a place in which session.

Now that Bai Xue has advanced to the top 64, Jingshuimen's ranking has been greatly improved, Zhang Xueting is happy in her heart, but her results are worse than Bai Xue's, and she feels uncomfortable after all.

At this time, a voice suddenly came, Jiang Fan came over with a kettle, handed the kettle to Zhang Xueting and said, "Come, take a sip." ”

Zhang Xueting glanced at Jiang Fan suspiciously, took the kettle and opened the lid, a smell of wine came out, Zhang Xueting hurriedly took it away: "Senior brother, are you mistaken, let me drink at this time." ”

The disciples of Jingshui Sect and the people of other sects around them also did not understand, only Fashan knew best, Jiang Fan was the first to drink, and then his strength rose before defeating him, and this wine could actually strengthen his strength.

And it is obvious that it will be strengthened for a period of time, and then it will dissipate, Jiang Fan's strength is far inferior to his original self, Fashan thought of this, and hated Jiang Fan even more.

"You can't beat it anyway, take a sip, and the result won't be bad." Jiang Fan said with a smile.

Zhang Xueting thought about it, if this is the truth, it will be eliminated anyway, what's wrong with drinking wine, and it smells, the taste of this wine is really good.

Zhang Xueting put the wine jug on her lips and took a sip, Jiang Fan said, "Drink more." ”

Zhang Xueting also felt that the taste was good, poured a few more sips, wiped her mouth and walked up the steps, Liao Chu was already waiting on the high platform.

I faintly felt that there was heat seeping out of the dantian, and at first there was only a little, as if the embankment had suddenly collapsed, and suddenly a majestic internal qi poured into the dantian, and Zhang Xueting suddenly felt full of strength.

Before he had time to feel what was going on, Liao Chu had already attacked, and the mace in his hand smashed down on Zhang Xueting, Zhang Xueting had a drunken seizure, raised her sword, and told Zhang Xueting with her weak reason that she was not dead this time and had internal injuries, and she quickly admitted defeat after one move.

Hearing only the sound of "ah", Zhang Xueting felt a huge force hit the sword body, but it didn't hurt herself much, Liao Chu's body flew out, and the mace was blown away and rolled under the ring.

Zhang Xueting was only slightly injured, looking at this scene in shock, everyone in the audience looked at the high platform in shock, not knowing what happened, how can this Liao Chu say that it is also a third-level Xuan-level, and the moves are ruthless and leave no room for sparing, how could he be knocked away with one move in the early stage of the previous Xuan-level stage?

Jiang Fan in the audience glanced at the kettle in his hand, and the wine in it could be added to a large level of cultivation at the Xuan level, which was brewed from a herb that could be promoted to a large level.

This kind of medicinal herb that directly advanced to the middle stage of the Xuan level in the early stage of the Xuan level is extremely rare in the ancient martial arts world, if people know that Jiang Fan uses such a precious herb to brew wine that can only last for a while, Jiang Fan will definitely be angry to death.

But who let us have more resources, not only the Xuan-level and yellow-level herbs in the ancient martial arts inheritance land breed like weeds, but in the future, if there are exercises, we can copy these herbs at will, and they are inexhaustible, and we are afraid of wasting them to make wine?

It's a pity that in the ancient martial arts inheritance, there are few medicinal herbs at the prefecture level, there are still some in the early stage of the prefecture level, and there are very few in the middle of the prefecture level.

Liao Chu's mace rolled under the ring, but he couldn't pick it up, he was unwilling, and pounced on Zhang Xueting, Zhang Xueting swept his sword, and the powerful sword qi rushed over, and Liao Chu cut a big hole in his chest.

This is clearly the strength of the middle stage of the Xuan level, Liao Chu finally knew that he was not Zhang Xueting's opponent, and hurriedly surrendered.

"Jingshuimen Zhang Xueting wins."

With the announcement of the host, everyone's eyes were not on Zhang Xueting, but at the kettle in Jiang Fan's hand, what was it containing, so that a Xuan-level layer faintly had the strength of the middle stage of the Xuan-level? (To be continued......)