CHAPTER XXXIII
The book continued from the above, and the last book said that Wei Jinhong won the second competition, and the three of Tianxin captured the next city, and although Saren lost the competition, he untied the knot of his heart for many years, and he was convinced of the loss. Except for the result of the game itself, it can be regarded as a great joy. Instead of being agitated, Břigude seemed at ease. When he announced that the third Mongolian warrior was on the field, the three Tianxin were dumbfounded, that person was wearing the robe of the Thousand Mountains Sect Sect, it was the sect master of the Sect of the Sect, Yuan Cheng Zhenren. So it led to the fact that when the book is used, there is less hatred, and it is not difficult to know what to do.
"Why do the Taoist priests of the Qianshan Sect stand on the side of the Mongols?"
"What is this, aiding and abetting?"
"The Qianshan faction is the number one sect in cultivating immortals, how can it mix with the Mongolian people."
"They Qianshan faction doesn't seem to treat the nation deliberately, and the last time I came to my store to buy something, it was a Taoist with a Western Regions accent."
"No matter what, he shouldn't bully his own people!"
"How do you know that he is not from the Mongolian tribe, if he is, he is not wrong."
Everyone in the audience talked about it, although Cangsong Town is a town of fairies, and the folk customs are relatively civilized, not to mention the differences between ethnic groups, even with foxes, ghosts, demons and fairies, there is not much resistance. But for these Mongolians in front of them, they are not very friendly. After all, in the previous competition, after they won the Han people, that kind of arrogance was really infuriating. Therefore, at this time, most of the onlookers showed disgust for the appearance of Yuan Cheng Zhenren, feeling that he had eaten all the sage books in the dog's stomach, and actually helped these Mongolian people to fight. Of course, there are also a few more rational voices who feel that there is nothing wrong with him, after all, they are all Mongolians, and there is nothing wrong with his appearance, anyway, it is just a competition, and it is not a sword and a soldier.
"Ahh Yuan Cheng Zhenren, why would you... Will stand up for them? The red monster screamed twice, as if he had stepped on something unlucky. It's over, it's a goof, and I'm going to be punished when I go back..."
Wei Jinhong didn't expect that the opponent of this third competition was actually Yuan Cheng Zhenren, who was the sect master of the Thousand Mountains Sect, good at spells, theoretical knowledge of martial arts, and the number of the six arts. Not only that, but he is also the teacher of the Six Arts Course for Outer Disciples. The man was tall, chubby, and had a belly like a leather ball. He has a strange personality and behaves more perversely. Although there is no sense of distance between him and his disciples, he will not be soft when he punishes his disciples. Compared with the punishment of other gentlemen, this Yuan Cheng Zhenren often comes up with a bunch of ways to trap people, making the punished disciples miserable. Now, this apprentice's competition with the master is not the same as an ant shaking a tree.
Li Tianxin twitched the corners of his mouth, thinking that she and Hongying hadn't taken much of Yuan Cheng Zhenren's classes, and it was just a gag when they went there, and for this, they were punished by those strange things. Now that she met in this ring, can she Li Tianxin take the opportunity to take revenge?
"Yo, long time no see." Yuan Cheng Zhenren was obviously not affected by the onlookers in the audience, and greeted the three Tianxin with a leisurely look.
"Yuan Cheng is really good..."Tianxin is already in his heart, he scolded this dog thing thousands of times, what a long time no see, obviously only punished her yesterday, today I am embarrassed to tell them that I haven't seen you for a long time!
"I can't imagine a few of you little friends, it's amazing!" Yuan Cheng touched his beard. "The Red family's marksmanship, when I saw it today, it really deserved its reputation, I really didn't expect that the people of the Red family would come to cultivate immortals."
"You've won a prize." Hongying hurriedly responded. "The Qianshan faction has a long history, and there are many celebrities, and our Hong family admires it very much, this is not sending me to take the lead... Hehehe..."
"This little brother's beast language is also very peculiar!" Yuan Cheng really meant something, and he looked at Wei Jinhong with a smile.
Wei Jinhong's whole body was tense at the moment, he didn't expect that there would be an immortal cultivator here, I'm afraid that this Yuan Cheng Zhenren had already seen his identity.
Yuan Cheng Zhenren didn't delve into it, and turned to Tianxindao. "Did you finish your homework yesterday, and you actually ran here to hang out?"
"The disciple didn't finish it." As soon as Li Tianxin heard Yuan Cheng mention yesterday's schoolwork, he was angry. This grandson actually sent her to the stables to collect horse manure and asked her to study whether horse manure was better as fertilizer or chicken manure as fertilizer. Thinking that she is a little math expert, she was actually sent by him to shovel, which is really overkill. She couldn't wait to step up and hit his stomach as a ball, touching his double chin and pinching his big face.
"Xiaoyou seems to be unconvinced?" Yuan Cheng Zhenren smoothed his beard again, and laughed harmlessly at humans and animals.
"Not convinced!" Li Tianxin said secretly, you just brush your beard, you will be bald sooner or later.
"In that case, let's have a competition?" Yuan Cheng was not angry either. "If you win this competition, in my future class, you can come if you want, and you can leave if you want, and I will never say half a word."
"Good!" Tianxin is also very refreshing, without the slightest hesitation. She is still very good at mathematical calculations and strange things. Since this old man wants to find ugly, then she Li Tianxin will fulfill him. "How do you want to compare?"
"For the sake of fairness, one person has three questions on arithmetic, a total of six points. If you can solve the problem in a variety of ways, and say a few of them, add a few points. I'll give you the answer, and you will have to explain the meaning of my question. In the end, whoever answers more and scores more points will win. ”
"I didn't expect Yuan Cheng to be quite fair." Hongying breathed a sigh of relief, the two of them asked each other's questions, it was easier than being asked all the time, it was easier to come, at least there was a chance to win.
"However, you must also be able to solve your own problems, otherwise if you say one nonsense, who knows if it is true or false."
"That's what Yuan Cheng Zhenren said." Tianxin smiled and was polite. In my heart, I am not angry, I hit the street, and I on you. "You are an elder, please first."
Hongying looked at Tianxin's face, red for a while, white for a while, covering her mouth and giggling. You must know Li Tianxin, but he has complained to her about Yuan Cheng Zhenren, saying that he is too easy to lecture, and the little dolls in the market will. She obviously completed her schoolwork on time and her grades were good. It's nothing more than a desertion during class, and skipping class when it's okay, this old man will always come up with some bad ideas to punish her, obviously aimed at her. Now that the enemy is very red when they meet, I don't know if Li Tianxin, a salted fish, is powerful enough and whether he can turn over.
"Xiaoyou is very polite, but I won't show mercy!" Yuan Cheng Zhenren didn't know when, he took out a mini fan from his sleeve and fanned the wind from time to time.
Li Tianxin suddenly covered his face and kept trembling. She held back a smile while secretly looking at Yuan Cheng Zhenren from between her fingers, you said that this palm-sized little fan, with his fat and strong body, and those few wisps of beard fluttering in the wind, why is the picture so wonderful. Is he toxic, is he here to be funny, is he trying to distract her.
Yuan Cheng Zhenren waved a small fan to the Mongolian strong man in the audience: "Bring up the sandbox and bamboo pen." ”
The strong men of the Mongolian nationality in the audience saluted respectfully, and quickly lifted the two sets of sandboxes and bamboo pens.
Tianxin took the bamboo pen and made a few gestures in the sandbox, her heart was interesting, this tool used to make scratch paper, she saw it for the first time, and couldn't help but draw a grimace on it.
When Yuan Cheng Zhenren saw Li Tianxin, he got carried away and deliberately cleared his throat. "Little friend, please listen to the question."
Tianxin put away his playfulness, put the bamboo pen on his shoulder, and waited for the little old man's question.
"Go on the street, carry the pot to play wine, double the store, see the flower and drink a bucket, meet the shop and the flower, drink the wine in the pot, try to ask how much wine is in the wine pot?" Yuan Cheng Zhenren stroked his beard, looked at Li Tianxin with a smile with small eyes the size of mung beans.
Li Tianxin unconsciously pursed his lips when he heard the word "master", but he didn't expect that doing a question could be related to the ram feather book. She shook her head, got rid of distracting thoughts, and began to seriously hold the bamboo pen and perform calculations in the sandbox.
"Don't worry, don't worry, it doesn't matter if you won't, count slowly." Yuan Cheng Zhenren fanned the small fan and chattered in his mouth.
Tianxin rolled his eyes in his heart, and wanted to pour this box of sand into his mouth so that he could no longer beep. When the people around heard the question, they couldn't help but ponder it.
"You said that the head of this hall went to the street to drink, so shameless, is he no apprentice."
"See the flowers and drink a bucket, you said that if you see the pear blossoms of a tree, then you won't drink to death?"
"You're stupid, the title is said, the head is carrying a pot to make wine, not carrying a jar, where did so much wine come from?"
"Sanyu shop and flowers, I don't know how far apart these shops and flowers are, if it's too far, will the wine run out before you go?"
Hongying and Jinhong were also silently calculating in their hearts, thinking about it before thinking about it, they couldn't figure it out, and now they had to put all their hopes on Li Tianxin's body.
In less than half a pillar of incense, Li Tianxin stopped the bamboo pen in her hand, and she raised her head to the small mung bean eyes of Shangyuan Cheng Zhenren. "The answer is eight or seven."
"What's the explanation?" Yuan Cheng Zhenren shook the small fan in his hand.
"First of all, let's assume that there is a 'Tian Yuan' bucket wine in the wine jug of the master. Once the shop and the flower are met, the wine in the pot is, twice the 'Tian Yuan' minus a bucket of wine, we call it the first pot of wine. Next, the second encounter shop and flower, the wine in the pot is, twice the first pot of wine and subtract a bucket of wine, we call it the second pot of wine. Finally, Sanyudian and Hua, the wine in the wine pot is, twice the second pot of wine and subtract one bucket, therefore, we calculate that 'Tian Yuan' is eighty-seven, that is, the original seven-eighths of the bucket wine in the head pot is the head of the pot. After Tianxin finished the last word, he looked at Yuan Cheng Zhenren opposite proudly.
The people in the audience listened hotly, and their heads turned quickly, but as for how many people understood, it was not necessarily. Hongying covered her head and sat down in a chair, at the moment she didn't want to know how much wine was in the master's wine jug, she just wanted to simply drink a pot of wine and get herself drunk. Wei Jinhong seemed to have figured it out, he touched his chin and nodded.
"Xiaoyou is quite clever, you can answer it." Yuan Cheng Zhenren saw that Tianxin was right, and it was quite simple. "Next, you can come up with the question."
"You're wrong." Li Tianxin had a pair of apricot eyes, dripping and spinning. "Then next, the disciple is ugly."