Suddenly, there was a lot of laughter in the lobby, except for Mo Fan's embarrassed cough, who forced himself to stop laughing, the remaining three people led by Yangziqi were all laughing, and some even laughed out of tears.

"Little junior brother, don't blame me for being outspoken and pouring cold water on you here, but this is really the funniest joke I've heard this year, you are a mortal, you can't lift your hands, you can't resist your shoulders, you even want to participate in the Hell Festival, do you think the Hell Festival is a family?"

The person who spoke was called Mei Xiao, a year earlier than Jiang Ning, and he also had a twin brother, called Mei Da, the two were two years older than Jiang Ning, but their cultivation was not a little bit higher, and their talents were among the best among Mo Fan's twelve disciples

Of course, it is also Jiang Ning's veritable ninth or tenth senior brother.

Just now, Mei Xiaoxiao was the happiest, lying on the shoulders of her eldest brother Mei Da, and she almost didn't carry it.

The Hell Festival is coming, and the other brothers and sisters are busy cultivating, and there are only these three who stay in Mochuan today.

Both brothers have an unforgettable look. In one word to describe Mei Da, that is, Jiang Ning, who is not yet thirteen years old, is tall, and his weight is several times, the whole person only has a stomach, no neck, if you ignore the limbs, it is a large egg; Mei Xiao is not small, thin as a hemp rod, the whole person looks like no shoulders and buttocks, the head and neck and body form a line, and I feel that a gust of wind can blow him off.

Although these two are twins, they do not have any similarities, and are more born of contradictions.

Mei Daqiang couldn't help but hold back his laughter, it seemed that his stomach was obviously bulging again, and he gave a thumbs up, obviously agreeing with what Mei Xiao said.

Mo Fan raised his hand, signaled everyone to be quiet, looked at Jiang Ning squarely and said: "Although you are very hardworking, and you have never slacked off in the past three years, but the Hell Festival is not a child's play, nominally it is a competition between the same sect to test the results of the cultivation in the past three years." But this is also the measure of the distribution of cultivation resources in the coming year, everyone will do their best to strive for a higher ranking, and accidents are inevitable.

Swordsmanship is not strength, in this world spiritual power is all, swordsmanship without spiritual power support is a paper tiger, a poke is broken, you go just to bring humiliation, you better go back to Baicao Garden. ”

Jiang Ning knew that Jiang Huanyu and Mo Fan persuaded themselves not to look down on themselves, but that this world was really too cruel, in this world where the cultivation realm was supreme, only strength was everything, and now they were like an ant, they just wanted to protect themselves.

Jiang Ning took a step forward, knelt down, and said seriously: "Teacher, I have been with you for three years, although I am just a mortal, but you know my character, I want to try, although I have no regrets." ”

The two looked at each other, and they both had a persistence in their hearts. One is a teacher who wants to protect his disciples, and the other is an apprentice who wants to prove himself in front of his master.

Mo Fan persuaded again and again, Jiang Ning stubbornly knelt in front of him, he was determined to go to find death, and Mei Xiao, who couldn't bear the loneliness for a while, stood up and offered a strategy to Mo Fan.

"Master, we all know that you want to protect the little junior brother, but you dot on him like this, and keep him in the greenhouse to take care of him, in case of wind and rain one day, he will still die, it is better to let him experience some wind and rain in advance, and then he will be regarded as having seen the world. Although the Hell Festival is cruel, it is also a test of the disciple's cultivation if it breaks the sky, since the little junior brother wants to participate, you should first investigate him, do you have the qualifications to participate in the Hell Festival?"

"If it's an eagle, let him soar for nine days, and if it's a fly, the pit is his home. ”

Mei nodded and cocked her fingers again.

Mo Fan frowned, and glanced at Mei Xiao, how much ability does Jiang Ning have, can he still be unclear as a master? The two only met yesterday, if they don't use their spiritual power, Jiang Ning can still make a few moves with those disciples who are just getting started.

But Hell Festival, who wouldn't use spiritual power?

But after thinking about it, what Mei Xiao said is also a way, just let Jiang Ning know the difficulty and retreat.

Mo Fan threw Jiang Ning an inquiring look, Jiang Ning nodded and said, "No problem." ”

Mo Fan stared at Jiang Ning, with a difference in his face, he saw a kind of confidence in Jiang Ning's eyes, and it could even be said that it was a kind of fearless arrogance, which was the vitality that a young man should have, but in Jiang Ning's body, it seemed a little unrealistic.

Shibetsu day, I really don't know where the latter got this kind of confidence.

"Mei Xiao, since you brought this attention forward, it's up to you to test your little junior brother. ”

Mei Xiao smiled evilly, as if she had picked up a treasure, she took the errand to inspect Jiang Ning's cultivation, and stepped forward to help Jiang Ning: "Little junior brother, senior brother, I am good to you, the first time we met, I interceded with the master and his old man for you, you have to remember." ”

Jiang Ning hugged his fists and thanked him from the heart, no matter what Mei Xiao's purpose was, but the result was to help herself, which was enough.

Mo Fan said again: "The Hell Festival is held once every 3 years, the purpose is to assess the cultivation of the disciples for 3 years, but it is actually a benefit given by the sect to the disciples, not to mention the treatment of the sect in the coming year, that is, the rewards won by winning at each stage of the Hell Festival, which is enough to envy others." ”

"The way of cultivation, from the practitioner to the Tao, to obtain extraordinary power, through the Taoist disciple, the realm of the life master, there are more kings, gods and other realms, the sect has the highest cultivation of the second generation of disciples has reached the realm of the nine-star god monarch, so the highest realm of the disciples who participate in the Hell Festival is the nine-star god monarch, but these have nothing to do with you.

"The disciples who participate in the Hell Festival are divided according to their cultivation, and the initiates compete for the disciples. ”

"Jiang Ning, the standard for becoming a walker is to be able to attract the aura of heaven and earth and return to the ancestral aura, and you can't even perceive the aura now, strictly speaking, even a walker is not counted. Since you insist on participating, I will let Mei Xiao evaluate you with the cultivation of a mid-stage practitioner, and as long as you can pass, I will allow you to participate in the Hell Festival. ”

"Obey the teacher's orders. Jiang Ning and Mei Xiao clasped their fists at the same time and said respectfully.

Cultivation enters the Tao from the practitioner and obtains extraordinary power, there are nine realms, each of which is subdivided into nine stages, called the nine stars, and the first three stars are called the early stage of this realm, followed by the middle and late stages.

Although Jiang Ning has never participated in the Hell Festival, he has grown up in the Heavenly Dao Sect since he was a child, and he has heard of the new things that happened in the past Hell Festival, and he knows some basic rules, and Jiang Huanyu nagged him a lot yesterday.

Although the practitioner is divided into nine stars, basically the disciples who participate in the Hell Festival can reach more than four stars. Disciples who have just started can apply not to participate in the Hell Festival for the first time, and other disciples must participate if there are no accidents, and the Heavenly Dao Sect travels alone in the Nine Domains, and not everyone can worship under the door, so it is said that cultivation is the most basic to reach the four-star walker.

Of course, Jiang Ning is an alternative.

In the eyes of the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect, he was a pampered aristocratic child in the secular world, and the flowers that were fostered in the Hundred Herb Garden, leaving the greenhouse would be death for him.

"Are you ready?"

Just when Jiang Ning was thoughtful, Mei Xiao walked up, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a wicked smile.

Jiang Ning nodded and said, "Senior Brother Ten, I'm ready, please give me more advice." ”

The corners of Mei Xiao's mouth were evil, with a wicked smile on her face, and she said: "Little junior brother, our cultivation is to attract the spiritual energy of heaven and earth into the body, turn it into spiritual power for our own use, and attribute it to the ancestral aperture, so as to use spiritual power to control all things and obtain the power of heaven and man." Generally, you can have the power of a thousand catties in the middle of a walker, and I have a thing here, almost more than a thousand catties, if you can pick it up, even if you pass the assessment, how about it?"

While speaking, Mei Xiao took out an object from his sleeve, about a foot long, about half an inch wide, one end is much narrower, there is a small hole at the end of the narrow part, the whole body is black, it is not like a ring ruler, and there is a little quaint charm lingering under its exquisite appearance.

Can such a foot-long piece of thin wood have more than 1,000 catties?

However, when Jiang Ning heard that Mei Xiao asked him to carry more than a thousand pounds of things, he was instantly blindsided. Although he has been working in the Baicao Garden for the past three years, and has been insisting on practicing swords for three years, his physique is slightly stronger than that of his peers, but he is already lucky to be able to carry two hundred catties of things, and more than a thousand catties is impossible for him.

According to Jiang Ning's thoughts, Mei Xiao's assessment of herself is nothing more than a sword competition, and she can still work hard, even if she can't win, she can let them see the process of her hard work and score personal feelings.

Cultivation is by no means easy, not to mention the middle stage of the practitioner, even an ordinary practitioner with spiritual power is not something that he can compare.

In the middle of the walker, he can use spiritual power to have the power of a thousand catties, and it seems that the mystery of spiritual power is far more powerful than he thinks. This is Jiang Ning's truest thought at the moment, and he even has the cowardice of retreating.

However, when he saw that the more than 1,000 catties of things were just pieces of wood that Mei Xiao turned on his fingertips, he regained his confidence and nodded: "Words count." ”

Mei Xiao nodded with a wicked smile, Mo Fan first shook his head, then nodded, Yang Ziqi and Mei Da also smiled evilly, and then Mei Xiao turned the black wood chip on his fingertips and threw it, turned it around and plunged it straight into the ground.

"Boom!"

The dull sound broke Jiang Ning's illusion, the ground where he was made of marble, and the black wood chips were directly inserted into it, and the stone was divided into three points, and cracks were also shaken out around it.

"Let's get started. Mei Xiao raised her hand to signal that the assessment could begin.

Jiang Ning, who was standing on the side, had never seen such a strange thing, swallowed his saliva, mentioned the strength of not admitting defeat, threw a confident look at Mei Xiao, and then walked over, stretched out his right hand and grabbed the ordinary black wood chip.

When Jiang Ning was confident that he could easily pull out the wood chip, he was wrong, and the moment he grabbed the wood chip hard, it was like grabbing the whole earth.

Legend has it that there was a strong man who hated the sky and hated the earth, and now God gave him a handle, but he was poor in donkey skills.