Chapter Ninety-Five: Maoshan Festival!

Zhang Xuan pondered for a while, and then said: "Ah Wei, if you want to make a difference, the water in Qingshui County is too shallow to raise big fish, usually learn more about the art of war, the next one or two decades will be a great tribulation for the motherland, no matter which road you take, as long as you are sincere and patriotic, you will definitely make a difference." ”

Zhang Xuan just talked casually at the time, but he never thought that a few years later, he would create a patriotic general.

Of course, this is a long way off.

Ah Wei's dinner was very good, farewell to the old and welcome the new, Zhang Xuan and Wu Xiaotian were listed as the top seats, but no one dared to say anything, outsiders may not know who Zhang Xuan is and why he is in the center, but the military people in Qingshui County know that this is a very remarkable figure, and it is the existence that makes them kneel and worship.

After the dinner, everyone was gone.

And Zhang Xuan returned to Yizhuang, held Ren Tingting's letter, and read it seriously again-

Senior Brother Zhang Xuan:

How are you doing recently, I have officially become the inner disciple of Maoshan, worshipping the plum blossom fairy Gu as a teacher, I have a good life here, and the brothers and sisters take very good care of me.

Half a month later, it is an exchange meeting of Maoshan Inner and Outer Gate, I hope to see your wonderful life at that conference, I know, you are a dragon, Qingshui County water is too shallow, can not support you, come here, I have gained a lot of knowledge, I firmly believe that you will become the brightest star of this year's inner and outer doors.

At the same time, you will also become the brightest star in my heart. Is it?

Looking forward to seeing you soon!

Don't read it!

Zhang Xuan read this letter, his heart was warm, no matter what the next exchange conference was, Zhang Xuan would attend, because he could not care about his future, but he couldn't let go of this woman he loved deeply.

The wall is cloudy, and time flies.

Ten days later, Maoshan attracted the once-in-a-decade Maoshan Disciple Exchange Conference, which was Maoshan's own grand event and an exchange that only existed within ten years of the inner and outer doors.

Every year, one or two outer disciples are eye-catching, and they will be officially recruited as inner disciples, of course, the number is very small, and most of the time, it is the inner disciples who master the immortal arts.

It is precisely because it is once every ten years, so whether it is the outer disciples, or the inner disciples, they all cherish this opportunity to communicate and show themselves, for the inner disciples, this is a chance for them to shine in ten years, so far may be because the performance is too outstanding, become the core disciple of Maoshan, then all kinds of resources are inexhaustible, will become a generation of masters; For the outer disciples, they squeezed their heads, and they all wanted to enter the inner gate, even if they couldn't enter the inner door, seeing the real Maoshan Immortal Technique was a long insight, and it would be of great help to their future cultivation.

Three days before the Maoshan exchange event, among the rivers and lakes, all the major factions will also arrive in advance, as guests to observe, participate in the Maoshan Conference, other factions, will also send three or five newcomers with the best potential to participate in the event, as the exchange of major factions, including Songshan Shaolin faction, Wudang faction, Emei faction, Huashan faction, Quanzhen Sect, etc......

Maoshan because of a large number of immortals, and Shaolin, Quanzhen, Wudang, Emei and known as the five major factions, every exchange, the last competition of the new star of the five factions, is the most eye-catching scene, every ten years there will be a powerful newcomer to become famous in one fell swoop.

Outside the Maoshan Palace, there is an endless stream of people!

Today coincided with the arrival of the other four major factions in Maoshan, and Maoshan held a welcoming meeting.

Zhang Xuan, Uncle Jiu and Qiusheng, the four of them, crowded into the crowd, and also watched curiously at the representatives of the other four major factions.

The firecrackers rang out, and the Shaolin faction appeared in a low-key manner, they had no flags, no show of martial arts, and three old monks, with five disciples in green shirts, came silently.

But the receptionist sent by Maoshan should be a very prestigious old man, he bowed very respectfully, and then took a few monks in, there was no wonderful applause in the whole process, and no one shouted, quietly, after watching their low-key catwalk.

Then it was the Quanzhen Sect that was present, Zhang Xuan saw their clothes, and he thought of the bull-nosed old Taoist in Yang Guo's mouth, the outfit was so similar, and the most important thing was that the three old Taoist elders and the five little disciples of the Quanzhen Sect all had their nostrils facing the sky, taking eight-figure steps, Zhang Xuan was about to say, this is singing!

Their walking style caused a large burst of laughter.

Next is Wudang, also a Taoist, Wudang is relatively low-key, and there are also three old Taoist leaders and five new disciples, who are very fast and quickly enter Maoshan Mountain. It won a lot of applause.

Next is Emei, three old nuns, with five little disciples, the old nuns swayed from side to side, twisting and pinching, it was really a beautiful scenery, the five little disciples were a little shy, but they all looked very bad, and the big guys all screamed.

The faces of the three old nuns were covered with black lines, and several disciples became extremely embarrassed and trotted in.

Then there were some other small factions, and there was nothing to look forward to, and many of them dispersed one after another.

Those small factions are finished, and it is the turn of the outer disciples, the outer disciples who participated in the meeting this time are very large, it should be around three hundred people, three or five in groups, there is no longer a formation, and no one is watching, silently sign in and register, and then take their respective room cards and enter it.

Uncle Nine took Zhang Xuan, Wencai, and Qiusheng to the registration office together, and did the registration, but only gave one room: "The number of participants in this year's event is too much, as the outer disciples of the Maoshan Department, it is half of your own family, so you guys can squeeze it!" ”

Everyone didn't say anything, took the room number, and entered Maoshan.

Maoshan is composed of five peaks, namely the main hall Qingzhu Peak, the side hall Qingyun Peak, the three halls Qingshan Peak, the fourth hall Qingling Peak, and the five halls Plum Blossom Peak.

The five palaces, respectively located at the top of the five hills, are shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

The disciples of the four major sects are basically arranged to live in Qingzhu Peak, Qingyun Peak, Qingshan Peak, and Qingling Peak, while the small sect lives in the guest room of the Maoshan Hall in the central location, and as for the outer disciples of Maoshan, they are arranged in the temporarily vacated firewood room.

Regarding this arrangement, Qiusheng complained: "Damn, just give us a place where the miscellaneous people live, we are still the outer gate of Maoshan Mountain, I see, directly when we are asking for food!" ”

Uncle Nine had a dark face and scolded: "If you don't speak, no one will treat you as a dumb person!" ”

A little junior disciple who led them heard this, snorted in his nostrils, and responded: "It doesn't matter where you live, if it's important, if you can defeat everyone at the exchange meeting, Maoshan will arrange an immortal mansion for you to cultivate, but do you have that ability?" ”

"Why don't I have the ability, little Taoist, you look down on me?" With the help of the Immortal Spirit Pill, Qiusheng obtained the middle stage of the Earth Immortal Dao, and he also became a little floating, and of course he didn't care about the little Taoist priest in front of him.

Wen Cai also rushed up: "Little Taoist, the cultivation of the little master is not low, you guy speak carefully, be careful to anger the master, and hit you all over the ground looking for teeth!" ”

"Qiusheng, Wencai, get back and talk less!" Uncle Jiu's anger, he has the ability not to show it now, and then he looked at Zhang Xuan, and couldn't help but sigh, why is the gap so big!!