For two days in a row, Tang Xian and Wang Ermad have been living in another courtyard, and there is no movement in the Ge family, but there will be people to deliver some meals and fruits every day.

During this period, Wang Song came once, and after a pleasant greeting, he also left in a hurry, presumably there are still a lot of things to prepare before suppressing the bandits, and there is no time to spare.

At this time, it was almost three poles in the morning, and there were only some birds chirping near the courtyard, which was very quiet.

Tang Xian's house was still empty, and the bedding on the bed was messy, leaving traces of people.

"Bang, bang!" Several successive knocks on the door suddenly sounded, accompanied by a bored howl: "Idle child, get up!"

As soon as the words fell, the door of Tang Xian's room was suddenly pushed open, and Wang Er swaggered in.

At the moment when Wang Er's crazy steps entered the door, Tang Xian's figure suddenly flashed out of thin air, sitting cross-legged on the bed, and the flat-headed brother was half-lying on the side.

Although Tang Xian cultivated in the space of the Sea Classic, his thoughts could still extend beyond the space of the Sea Classic, listening to the four directions and seeing all directions, as long as there was a slight movement, he could instantly flash out of the space of the Sea Classic.

Otherwise, in the past few days, this secret of his own would have been seen by Wang Ermad.

And Wang Er was stunned for a moment, but he vaguely saw the figure on the bed flickering, and thought that he was dazzled, shook his head fiercely, and muttered: "My eyes haven't been very good recently, it seems that I should eat some carrots to make up for it!"

"Eat carrots?" Tang Xian opened his eyes and threatened: "If you enter my room at will again, believe it or not, I will let you use carrots!"

Suddenly, Wang Er shuddered madly, covered the chrysanthemum position with his hand, and ran out of the door with a smoke, shouting as he ran: "Xian'er, the Ge family is here, and we are also invited to the lobby to discuss the countermeasures against bandits!"

"Huh, it's finally here!" Tang Xian raised his eyebrows and said lightly.

Four days have passed since the original recruitment day of Gejia Plaza, and tomorrow is the day when the registration deadline is. At this time, I am afraid that in the future, there will be no high-end martial artists to join, and at this time, all the martial artists above the eighth rank will be gathered in the Ge family, which is a good countermeasure to discuss the suppression of bandits.

"It's coming!" Tang Xian greeted, jumped up from the bed, put the flat-headed brother on his shoulder, beckoned Wang Er to go crazy, and walked out.

The one who came to call Tang Xian today was not Wang Song, but a small guy.

The little guy led Tang Xian, and after several twists and turns, he came to the Ge family's meeting hall.

Walking into the courtyard gate, Tang Xian saw from a distance that there were already a few people there in the council hall.

Sitting in the center, it is Ge Shien, the head of the Ge family, although the slightly chubby Ge Shien does not have half of the internal strength, but with a kind heart, he was stunned to pull the Ge family to the status of the first family in Dongting Town.

At this time, Ge Shien was smiling kindly, talking to the people on both sides.

The first person to sit down on the side was Ge Junjie, a genius who entered the eighth grade at a young age, and even worshiped the Heavenly Whip Sect, which is said to be a super sect with a four-grade powerhouse, with countless disciples and extremely powerful strength.

Opposite Ge Junjie, it was Sun Jian, who was also from the Heavenly Whip Sect, with thirteen soft whips coiled around his waist, quietly drinking tea.

And the original seventh-rank martial artist of the Ge family, She Hui, was not in the hall and did not know where to go.

The rest of the twenty-one remained, dressed in different costumes and weapons of various kinds, and stood scattered in the lobby, talking to each other.

Judging from the temperament and body shape of these people, the temples are all bulging, and the bones of the body are extremely hard, presumably these people are the rest of the eight-rank martial artists in Wang Song's mouth.

The entire Dongting Town recruits talents, and under the heavy reward, it can recruit more than 20 eight-rank martial artists, but there is no seven-rank martial artist. In this way, it can be seen how difficult it is for an eighth-rank martial artist to successfully advance to a seventh-rank martial artist. And Tang Xian is also stuck in this bottleneck.

At this time, Wang Song was also among these people, and seeing that Tang Xian had already come to the hall, he hurriedly stepped forward and introduced Ge Shien: "Family master, this is the Wang Shaoxia I mentioned to you, he is young, and his cultivation has the strength of the eighth grade,"

Wang Song's voice was not loud, but it immediately spread throughout the entire conference hall.

Suddenly, everyone stopped talking and looked at Tang Xian.

You must know that in this Dongting Town, being able to become an eight-rank martial artist is already equivalent to being at the top of the pyramid, and over time, you have your own arrogance.

At this time, he was suddenly robbed of the limelight by a little-known hairy boy, and of course the eight-rank martial artists had to take a good look at what kind of genius he came from.

At this time, Ge Junjie took the lead in standing up, greeted Tang Xian, hugged his fists and smiled: "Ge Junjie greets Brother Wang!"

The smiling Ge Junjie's eyes glanced at Tang Xian, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes from time to time.

You must know that within a radius of 100 miles, among more than 100,000 people, Ge Junjie relied on his martial arts talent, coupled with the resources of the Ge family and the Heavenly Whip Sect, to make himself firmly sit on the title of the first person of the younger generation.

At this time, Tang Xian, who was disguised, was almost the same age as Ge Junjie, he was also in his early twenties, and his clothes were shabby and shabby, obviously a wild martial artist with no background, and he could even reach the realm of the eighth grade, how could this make Ge Junjie not surprised?

At this time, Ge Shien smiled and said: "It is worthy of being a hero out of a young man, little brother Wang can come to help my Ge family suppress bandits, my Ge family is grateful, and it is just right for Junjie to see that kid, what is it to have someone outside the people, the province is young and vigorous, and there is no one in his eyes!"

"Win the prize! Win the prize!" Tang Xian flicked his sleeves, learned from those sons and brothers who roamed the rivers and lakes, and said with his fists: "It's just a system, it's not worth mentioning!"

Physical Cultivation?

Suddenly, the people around showed relieved expressions.

You must know that physical cultivation is a person who has no cultivation talent and resources, don't force the path that you will choose if you have no choice, it is not only hard, but also extremely difficult to advance, basically all physical cultivation martial artists, who can cultivate to the eighth grade, have already reached the end, and then it is simply an inhuman forging body to achieve.

That's why there is a good saying: the end of physical cultivation is not to die of exhaustion, but to be tortured and go crazy.

But after listening to Tang Xian's words, Ge Shien did not dislike it at all, but was more cordial, and said with a smile: "Shaoxia is too modest, you are the main force of this banditry, Ge is grateful!"

After saying that, Ge Shien turned around, faced all the martial artists in the hall, put away the smile on his face, showed a hint of majesty, and said, "Since the people have arrived, then let's start!"

Suddenly, all the eight-rank martial artists didn't dare to say more, and came to their seats one after another to sit down, quietly waiting for Ge Shi'en's words.

Seeing that everyone was quiet, Ge Shien spoke and said: "Now that you are gathered here, you must already be all the strong people within a radius of a hundred miles, for the sake of the people, you can advance and retreat with my Ge family, and I Ge Shien is now thanking!"

After that, Ge Shien, as the head of the Ge family, bowed deeply to everyone.

Suddenly, the surrounding warriors returned the salute.

A man of an eighth-rank martial artist said loudly: "Master Ge, now that we have two seventh-rank martial artists, twenty-one eight-rank martial artists are here, how can those three bandits be our opponents?

Immediately, the surrounding people echoed.

However, after listening to the man's words, Ge Shien's face was gloomy, and his eyes revealed helplessness. After a long time, he gritted his teeth and said: "Having said that, the situation today is different from a few days ago!"

"Hmm, what kind of situation?" the warriors hurriedly asked.

Ge Shien flicked his sleeves and said hatefully: "According to my tip, those three bandits heard the news of our bandit suppression out of nowhere, and now they plan to unite and deal with us together!"

Suddenly, the people around were shocked.

originally thought that even though the bandits were powerful, they were divided into three groups after all, and they went their own way. Dongting Town relied on two seven-rank and more than twenty eight-rank bandits, and he was definitely not the opponent of Dongting Town.

But if these three bandits were united, the situation would be completely reversed.

Ge Shien spoke again: "In order to verify the accuracy of this news, I have asked She Hui to investigate, presumably there will be results tonight!"

Tang Xian suddenly realized that She Hui was not there, and he went to inquire about the news!

There was a buzz below, and everyone was whispering.

Someone spoke again and asked, "How could the bandits suddenly unite after holding each other back for many years?"

"If this is the case, the number of bandits is afraid that there are thousands, even if we are eighth-rank martial artists, but there are many ants to kill elephants......"

......

Suddenly, this unexpected news messed up everyone's plans, and the original battle was nine out of ten, but at this time, the probability of death suddenly increased to fifty percent, how could the warriors not be surprised?

Looking at this group of eight-rank martial artists with shocked faces, Tang Xian, who was sitting at the end, couldn't help but shake his head slightly, and said softly to Wang Ermad: "When there is an absolute advantage, everyone wants to be a hero, one by one, talking about the ancient and the modern. Now that the situation has become a disadvantage, these people have panicked like this. ”

"Tsk...... In the final analysis, it's just standing on the side of justice and bullying the weak, this special mother is a fucked Jianghu!"

"Hmm!" Wang Ermad nodded and affirmed: "If you want to say that the outside is the same, you still have to count me who doesn't set up an archway!"

Tang Xian nodded approvingly at Wang Ermad.

It is very appropriate to describe Wang Er's madness as the same on the outside, he is obscene on the surface, and even more obscene on the inside.

People asked questions one after another, and at this time, it was the eighth-rank martial artist who stood up again, with a stern face, and asked, "Master Ge, I don't know where you got this news from?"

This question was asked to everyone's hearts, and everyone immediately stopped talking and quietly looked at Ge Shien, waiting for a reply.

There was a moment of silence, and just as Ge Shien was about to speak, suddenly from the roof of the hall, a faint soft song came:

"That night the wind blew through the evening hills...... The nightingale sings softly...... The flowers under the moon are all asleep, and only the fragrant flowers of the evening reveal their fragrance......"