The next day, autumn was crisp and breezy.

There is another day to go is the martial arts ranking competition, and all the participating martial arts halls in Autumn River Mansion have almost arrived at the Evergreen Inn.

The rooms on the third floor of the entire inn are chartered, and outsiders are not allowed to live, and they are specially used for the disciples of the major martial arts halls to rest, and the expenses should be borne by the government office. Of course, the private courtyard for distinguished guests is still open and does not delay business.

The food is also packaged, but it is a fixed dish and portion, and those who have a big appetite or want to eat better will have to pay out of pocket.

Luo Changning and the others were not short of that amount of money, and they ordered a full table just early.

The breakfast in the south is delicate and delicious, full of color and flavor.

A pot of Tieguanyin, a pot of Cangshan snow green. Bird's nest porridge, shrimp dumplings, dry steaming, beef cheong fun, custard buns, spring rolls, glutinous rice balls......

Plain and bright, no heavy salt and spicy, light but with a unique flavor.

Everyone sighed and ate all kinds of snacks while sighing, and there was no sense of oppression and tension at all that the game was approaching.

Xiang Tong put a piece of fish cake into his mouth and sighed: "Although our Annan Province is poor, the food is not sloppy, it is very fine, and there are many varieties. ”

"Back then, I went to Jiannan Road with the head of my family, and my breakfast was a big bowl of red oil and hand, a fried sauce noodle and a drawer of mutton Gege. The green onions, the red soup base, and the noodles are covered with a layer of peppercorns and chili peppers, which are fragrant, numb and spicy, and the hands are full of pure meat. It's so enjoyable to eat, my mouth is swollen, and I have a round belly before I have a cup of tea. It's like now, a table full of food, but only eight points full. ”

Ma Xue'e stuffed a fried milk into her mouth and said with a smile: "Uncle Xiang is not full, let's order another table, and let my brother settle the bill when the time comes!" ”

Ma Qingyun's indifferent face: Your brother's money is going to be used to do big things......

Xiang Yinglong ate xiaolongbao, looked at the girl with bulging cheeks like a squirrel, and his heart seemed to be scratched by a cat's claws.

"If Sister Xue'e is not full, just ask Xiao Er to have a few more. Originally, Brother Ma was just doing us a favor in the martial arts hall, so there was no reason to let him treat him. My dad said that he has all the food, drink and entertainment, so he doesn't have to save money. ”

Luo Changning: I have to tell you the truth!

was said to be thoughtful, Ma Xue'e had a pink face, and pretended to be angry: "Hmph, I didn't have enough to eat, I told my uncle that he only ate eight points full, and we can't let him be hungry!" ”

Uncle Xiang: I thank you, Miss...... There is also a young master, you really can't get a daughter-in-law like this, and the girl has to be coaxed. Give some face, you can't debunk the true face of their foodies......

In the end, Luo Changning called the shopkeeper and asked for more snacks.

Not long after a few people finished eating, the rest of the Luoyang Martial Arts Hall also arrived at the Evergreen Inn.

There was only one carriage, and in addition to the hall master Xiang Ao, there were four disciples.

The eldest disciple Liang Zhenyun was driving the car, twenty-four years old, of medium stature, honest, loyal, and silent. His parents died when he was young, and he happened to meet Xiang Ao, who returned from practicing martial arts in Chixia Temple, and was taken back to Xiang's home by Xiang Ao, thus becoming the first disciple of the Luoyang Martial Arts Hall.

Due to his age, Liang Zhenyun naturally could not participate in the competition, and this time he followed the master to help take care of several junior disciples. lest they be fledgling, young and vigorous, and stir up trouble everywhere.

The eldest of the three little disciples is called Chen Xiangru, and he will be fifteen years old in half a month.

It is different from the handsome, elegant and talented Sima in the history of the Earth Dragon Continent. Chen Xiangru looks five big and three thicker than Xiang Yinglong, with big shoulders and a round waist, and his tendons and flesh almost burst his clothes.

The personality is bold and generous, and he is righteous, but his brain is a little not very bright. In his right hand, he held a snake halberd more than seven feet long, a head taller than him. One stop there, the momentum is too strong to ignore.

Mo Feng, who ranked second, is the most detached among all the disciples of Xiang Ao, and he always likes to play tricks on his senior brother when he has nothing to do on weekdays, so he was given the nickname "Mo Crazy".

Don't look at him always looking like he is in a hurry, he is very smart, very good at observing words and feelings, and has a very high emotional intelligence. let the rest of the brothers and sisters obviously be tricked, but they couldn't get angry with him.

In addition, he looks cute and cute, he is not very old, a few months younger than Xiang Yinglong, and he is the pistachio of Luoyang Martial Arts Hall. People are loved by everyone, and people who are better than anyone else are taken care of by all the brothers and sisters.

The last is Mao Ruolin, who is the same age as Luo Changning. Born thin and small, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, he wears a blue-gray robe all the year round, and he doesn't look like a martial artist, but like a student.

His eyes were calm, not sad or happy, as if everything in this world could not arouse his interest, and even when he practiced martial arts, he showed a trace of laziness. On weekdays, except for the master Xiang Ao, he doesn't like to come into contact with people, and his presence in a group of young people who are alive and well has a very low sense of existence.

Xiang Ao and the others got out of the carriage, and soon a shopkeeper came to greet them.

Xiao Er has been working in the Evergreen Inn for seven or eight years, so he naturally has the ability to show his enthusiasm without showing the invitation to Ao.

Nodding his head, he said with a flattering face: "To the hall master and all the disciples, hurry, hurry inside, please!" The third son, why don't you take the carriage to the owner of the hall to the stable, and feed it with high-quality forage! ”

"Distinguished guests, do you want to eat something first or go for a hot bath? I told the handymen to prepare. ”

It's no wonder that the shopkeeper is so cautious, except for Gao Ba, the martial artists in the entire Autumn River Mansion are the most prestigious Xiang Ao in front of him, of course, the former is obscene.

Xiang Ao is just an acquired martial artist, and the foundation of the Xiang family is not as deep as the Gao family. But he can't help but be good with Ao Ren, and most of them are officials and businessmen who are good friends with him, not to mention his status as a disciple of Buddhism and laymanship. Buddhism is the largest sect in the Yaohua Continent, and even if it is a lay disciple under it, others must respect it a little, and they are easily unwilling to offend.

"Take us to the guest room of the Luoyang Martial Arts Hall first." The voice is deep and magnetic, like an aged wine.

Xiang Ao has a Buddha in his heart, if it weren't for his parents who had only one of his seedlings, he might have taken refuge in Buddhism. He walked calmly, uprightly, and with a touch of kindness in his majesty, it was easy for people to feel good and want to make friends with him.

"Okay!"

Mo Feng played with two small flying knives in his hands, and said to Mao Ruolin beside him with great interest: "I heard that Senior Brother Xiang has found two powerful masters to help. Tsk, I don't know how powerful it is, can I beat Ling Yancheng of the Holy Hand Martial Arts Gym......"

Mao Ruolin only concentrated on climbing the wooden stairs, and didn't pay attention to Mo Feng, as if he didn't hear him speak.

Mo Feng pouted: A little old man, boring!

Chen Xiangru next to him said in a loud voice: "Hey, then it doesn't need to be said, can our young master's vision be wrong?" This time, we won't lose to the group of turtle grandsons in the Holy Hand Martial Arts Gym. Hehe, if you want me to say, last time I was still young, I couldn't play, otherwise I would have burst their turtle shells! ”

"Hey, senior brother, you know that you can brag, no matter how powerful you say, you can't beat Senior Brother Mao!"

Although Mao Ruolin is young and unsociable, his kung fu is not weak, and he can defeat a large group of senior brothers in every competition. Therefore, this time Xiang Ao brought him to participate in the competition, which was a chance that many disciples did not have.

Mao Ruolin still looks like he is not shocked by honor and disgrace, if there are others at this moment, they will not know that he is the senior brother Mao in Mo Feng's mouth.

Chen Xiangru patted his head and smiled: "Although we are not as powerful as Senior Brother Ruolin, it is not bad, it is better than the group of black-hearted and rotten intestines in the Holy Hand Martial Arts Hall!" ”

"The humble bamboo has a bowed head leaf, and the proud bone plum has no back-facing flowers. Have you all forgotten what you said for your teacher? As a martial artist, you must guard against arrogance and rashness, and only then can you go further in your cultivation. ”

"The disciple has been taught."

Xiang Ao is nearly forty years old, but he can't break through the innate realm. It's a pity to be sorry for others, but he doesn't feel frustrated, which has to do with his temperament of not fighting or grabbing. The martial arts hall was founded to help Buddhism cultivate disciples, and the purpose of participating in the martial arts ranking tournament was to contain Gao Ba and prevent him from covering the sky with one hand.

When he was young, he also traveled to many places and went to many places, but he never learned martial arts outside Buddhism. In his opinion, he can't learn the martial arts of the side door if he is a teacher for a day, so his pursuit of martial arts is pinned on his apprentices.

In addition to the hard skills of Buddhism, you can freely choose your favorite weapons to learn. After completing his studies, he can choose to continue to stay in the martial arts hall or go out, but he must ensure that he does not forget the kindness of Buddhism.

Liang Zhenyun was the only one of the first batch of disciples who remained in the martial arts hall, and for him, Xiang's family was his home. Where Xiang Ao is, he is.

Soon, the five of them followed the shopkeeper to the exclusive rooms of the Luoyang Martial Arts Hall, all of which were first-class rooms.

The disciples of the Holy Hand Martial Arts Pavilion naturally don't live here, and not to mention the fact that there are many people, it is not as good as the environment of their own martial arts hall.

This also relieved the people in the other martial arts halls: there is no need to live with those who have no martial virtues, and there is no need to worry about it all day long, for fear that one will accidentally anger that group of masters!

In the guest room, Luo Changning and the others were discussing tomorrow's game when they heard a commotion outside the door.

Xiang Yinglong's ears moved, and he said happily: "It's Mo Feng's kid, my father and junior brothers are here!" ”

Generally speaking, the seniority of each sect is calculated according to the year of entry, and the first to enter is the senior brother, not according to age. However, in the Great Gate Sect, they are ranked according to their realm, and those who are defeated can naturally only be other people's juniors.

Xiang Yinglong, as Xiang Ao's son, naturally began to practice martial arts at a very young age, and most of the disciples in the martial arts hall had to call him senior brother. Of course, going out to experience doesn't count.

Several people hurriedly opened the door to greet them, and even Ma Qingyun, who had always been indifferent, moved.

Although he may not be able to afford Xiang Ao, but as a powerful person, he still understands this etiquette, even if he disdains it in his heart.