On the fourth day, he came again in the morning.

It was still early, but there were already people under the thatched hut.

In the competition, there are already people sparring.

Now the cultivation atmosphere on the snow-capped mountain is on the rise, and in the morning, people are meditating and breathing everywhere on the mountainside.

It is not an exaggeration to say that this circle is slowly moving towards the right track.

When Jiang Xiaobai came, Ling Meizi squatted in front of the stone stove next to the thatched hut to make a fire, and the water in the pot was boiling, so she grabbed a handful from the bamboo plaque drying the tea leaves and threw it into the boiling water.

It's a very simple and rude way to make tea.

Jiang Xiaobai came, she saw it, and immediately squinted her eyes.

"Hey, I said why are you so punctual every day. ”

Wei Ling is already familiar with Jiang Xiaobai, because the other party has been sitting from morning to night every day in the past few days, and has drunk a lot of tea from her.

Regarding the matter of making tea for free, Wei Ling was unwilling and incomprehensible in her heart, but her grandfather wanted her to do it without saying a reason.

Let's not mention this for the time being, anyway, his pungent temperament is like this, when he saw Jiang Xiaobai, he just said it, there was no malice, it was just a habit of talking.

Jiang Xiaobai smiled, nodded, and sat down without speaking.

"It's boring. ”

Wei Ling glared at him, muttered, and began to cook tea roughly.

Nowadays, most of the cultivators in this Snow Mountain are relatively old, and there are very few people of the same age as her, her personality likes words, Jiang Xiaobai doesn't like to talk, so she feels bored.

As the sun rises, Mochizuki Cliff soon begins to liven up.

There are a lot of people who come to the thatched hut for a while, some people have made an appointment to learn from each other, and some people are used to coming here to talk, and this thatched hut has now vaguely become a news distribution center in the snow mountain cultivation circle.

"I heard that someone stole the spirit stone yesterday and was sent away and put on the blacklist. ”

"This is not new news, greedy, really a fool above, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at us people in this mountain, or the rules are better. Now only this snow-capped mountain has a spirit stone, there will always be a chance to stay here, once it is blacklisted, you won't get anything, and you will lose the circle, now this is a holy place for scattered cultivation, there are news channels all over the place, and there is such a good cultivation environment, this risk is not worth taking. ”

"Also, the current World Dao Spirit Stone is as important as information. ”

"Hey, haven't you heard, now this Moon Cliff is famous, I heard that many Taoists want to send disciples to come over to compete in martial arts, which is interesting. ”

One turned his head and said to the others.

"I've heard of it. I heard that these famous sects and Taoist generals were all hurrying to restore their strength, and they called people from all over the world to return to the sect and return to the mountain, and they didn't even care much about the spirit stone in the world, but just sent a few people. Most of the people who came to the Snow Mountain are now weak casual cultivators, and now that the ring of Moon Cliff is famous, they are ready to come. ”

"I guess, now is the critical time for the various sects to regain their strength, they just want to use the place of Moon Cliff to become famous in the world, and want to be admired by thousands of people. ”

There was an old man sitting at the east table, shaking his head and smiling, and his tone was somewhat intriguing.

"Ahh ”

There was a man in his thirties, with an inch of hair, who was a little ruffian, and said with a disdainful face.

"What do you say. ”

Under the thatched hut, a horse-faced Taoist priest wearing a navy blue robe put down the tea bowl in his hand, his face was gloomy, and his voice was angry.

This Taoist priest is from Wudang.

Several Taoist priests who were traveling with him also looked at the man with a slightly gloomy face.

"Amitabha, don't let the donor speak loudly. ”

Under the thatched hut, there were also monks who spoke at this time, and they thought that they were also the people of the famous sect that they said.

"Cut, I'm still afraid that you won't make it. ”

"That's right, that's what he said, that's what he did. ”

"That's more than people. ”

“ceng””ceng”“ceng”

Many people stood up, apparently agreeing with the words of the inch-headed man, but disagreeing with the cultivators of the famous sects.

These are all loose cultivators, and they are not interested in the so-called famous Taoist system, after all, as the inch-headed man said, a famous family like the Taoist Buddha has long been in decline in the world, and they are all things of consensus, and now they are all on the same starting line, and naturally no one is more noble than others.

Seeing that these monks were about to attack, they were not afraid.

"What a match!"

"Yes, that's right. ”

Around, there are a lot of people who don't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, and they are coaxing on the side.

"Hey, I said you're all too old, can you not be like a child. ”

At this time, Wei Ling stood up, and everyone thought that this girl's family was here to persuade him.

"Sister Ling, tell you to stop a little, but don't frighten the little girl. Someone laughed.

As a result, I saw that this girl's big eyes narrowed, and she smiled slyly:

"If it's a man, you should go to the ring and fight until the other party is suited, so that the argument will be resolved naturally!"

I thought that this spirit girl would persuade to fight, but it turned out to be a commodity that the world fears not to mess up.

The crowd fell.

The people and horses who were glaring angrily on both sides were also sweating from her words, and their faces were embarrassed for a while, and they didn't know how to end.

"Are you a ruthless man?"

At this moment, a slightly hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

A person walked into the thatched hut and put one hand on the table, where Jiang Xiaobai was sitting.

Suddenly, the eyes of the people around him suddenly gathered, and their eyes were strange.

Jiang Xiaobai was slightly stunned for a moment, and then his eyebrows and eyes were surprised.

The name of the white ruthless man disappeared for half a month because of him, and with this ever-changing circle, the new person replaced the old person, and no one mentioned it.

To be honest, he didn't even react.

Jiang Xiaobai turned his head and saw a person.

A strange-looking person.

Hair like a bird's nest, messy and unassuming, still stained with grass foam and debris, wearing a black suit, white shirt, and a black tie, but the suit is covered with dust, the shirt is unbuttoned, the tie is crooked, a pair of broken soles under his feet are about to fall off, and his toenails are about to be exposed.

Moreover, he was holding a three-foot-long branch in his hand.

If this is put outside, it can be regarded as a flower child, and the appearance of a psychopath.

But this man's eyes were very normal and bright, facing Jiang Xiaobai's eyes when he turned his head.

The people around also looked at the two of them, their eyes surprised and strange.

"Are you a ruthless man?"

The man, who was almost thirty years old, asked again, calm and slightly hoarse.

Jiang Xiaobai looked at him with bent eyebrows, it was really strange, and nodded.

"I heard that you are very good, and I want to fight you. ”

The man's eyes were even brighter, and he said unhurriedly.

"Who is this young man, and why did this madman who recently practiced swords find him?"

"White ruthless, I don't think I've heard of this name before. ”

"This sword maniac has recently been holding a branch, challenging people everywhere like a madman, and usually sleeping with his precious branch, as if he is crazy, what a strange person. ”

"Don't say it, he is really powerful, he has challenged the masters of all walks of life who have become famous in Mochizuki Cliff, and he has only been defeated at the hands of Guangdao Chang and Master Wuxiang. ”

"But who is this young man, the opponents challenged by the sword maniac are all masters. ”

“............”

The people around were talking, obviously knowing the reputation of this man who looked like Hanako, but they looked at Jiang Xiaobai strangely and didn't know him.

Also, the title of Bai Ruthless, with Jiang Xiaobai disappearing in the snow mountain for half a month, and many fresh faces pouring in for half a month, it has been forgotten, which is not a strange thing.

The spirit girl was the same at this time, and a hint of surprise flashed in her dark eyes.

Even the old man Wei, who had no sense of existence all the time, always lowered his head behind the thatched hut and scraped the wood with a thick wood knife and scraped the wood, also looked up, and then lowered his head and continued to busy himself with his own business, as if he was a hard-working old carpenter who did not listen to foreign affairs.

Under the thatched shed, Jiang Xiaobai was slightly stunned when he heard that the other party was going to compete with him, and then shook his head with a smile at the "man in a suit".

"I'm sorry, I'm not good, you better find someone else. ”

Very direct, not tactful, very calmly refused.

Suddenly, this strangely dressed figure appeared, saying I heard that you are very powerful, I want to fight with you, Jiang Xiaobai even though his Dao heart is very stable, but he still refuses.

As for whether he is powerful or not, it doesn't matter.

(The second one is sent, and today I will have two more, I found that I want to write the flavor of the rivers and lakes, and the pen is not enough under the conditions of the modern background, cheer myself up, write more and practice more.) ）