At this time, Niu Laosan also recognized Tang Long.

He looked at Tang Long in surprise, and said in an exaggerated voice: "Oh, hey! Isn't this the first tyrant of the Mushroom Village, Tang Loach? What's the matter? You and others have formed a group to run to Fengming City to cheat? Why are you still a special three or four yam sects? You have all come up with such obscene and shameless sect names? I think you are crazy for money, right?"

Tang Long was so angry that he was about to retort.

Suddenly.

Niu Laosan stared at Fan Jian and laughed even more wildly.

"I thought who was the head of the Three or Four Yam Sect, it turned out to be Li Bu's wretched apprentice. I heard that a few days ago, your master stepped on dog shit and slipped into the river and drowned, what's the matter?

His exclamation immediately attracted a group of audiences.

Even Wang Hu, the deputy sect leader of the White Tiger Sect, and Zhang He, the elder of the Black Cloud Sect, who were in the tents on both sides, were all lured out.

"What is the noise, what is the system?"

Wang Hu put his hands behind his back and glared at Niu Laosan.

Niu Laosan immediately ran to his side, pointed to Fan Jian's tent and the horizontal strip, and said something to him.

Suddenly.

The interest of this fifth-rate sect deputy sect master was suspended.

"Are you saying that his master stepped on dog shit, slipped into the river and drowned, and he betrayed his master and organized a group to cheat?"

Wang Hu asked Niu Laosan.

Niu Laosan nodded and said, "That's right, Deputy Sect Master, it's true, it's true." ”

The other side.

The little Taoist priest in Tsing Yi was also explaining to Zhang He, the elder of the Black Cloud Sect.

Zhang He felt very funny and funny.

Only the unlucky guy will step on the shit and slip into the river and drown, this guy is still the head of a sect, even though the sect is not in the stream at all.

What's even more ridiculous is that his disciple actually ran to Fengming City to cheat and deceive under the guise of his master.

Zhang He waved his hand and said, "Let their head come out to see me." ”

The little Taoist priest in Tsing Yi ran to the tent, pointed at Fan Jian's nose, and reprimanded, "Did you hear that?" ”

Fan Jian was drinking tea, munching on melon seeds, and there were three catties of cut cakes on the table, so he was in no mood to pay attention to this group of guys who did not enter the sect.

He turned his head to Fan Jian and said, "Tell those unpopular sects outside, if anyone wants to meet the head of this sect, let him send someone to send a prayer post in advance." What kind of identity is this head? How can any dog or cat see it?"

When Fan Jian heard this, he secretly felt bitter in his heart.

Outside, there are all big people from the fifth-rate sect, Master Fan, your words have offended them all to death.

Indeed, as Tang Long thought, Fan Jian's words angered Zhang He and Wang Hu.

"Hmph, how can this be true? Dare to say that our fifth-rate sect is a sect that is not in the stream, this kid's tone is really not small. ”

Wang Hu couldn't help but say something, and walked into Fan Jian's tent, which exuded the smell of oil smoke.

Zhang He also walked in, he laughed angrily, his hands were on his chest, and he looked at Fan Jian with an unkind expression: "Boy, you put the tent between our two major sects, and we haven't raised the master to ask for guilt, but you are boasting." What's the matter? Just because you're an unpopular sect, you also want to come and recruit disciples?"

Fan Jian raised his head and said in a loud voice: "That's right, I'm the third or fourth yam sect, not only did I come here today to recruit disciples, but I also had to recruit Fengming City to be a disciple on the first day." ”

As soon as this statement came out.

There was laughter all around.

"Damn, I've seen a braggart, I've never seen a cow blown to death, a sect leader who doesn't enter the stream, he actually said wildly, he wants to recruit Fengming City as a disciple on the first day, he let the donkey kick his head, right?"

"Haha, I think his head is squeezed by the door, otherwise, he dares to brag in front of the two big shots of the fifth-rate sect?"

Niu Laosan and the little Taoist priest in Tsing Yi, both of them laughed so much that their stomachs hurt.

There are silly hats every year, and there are especially many of them this year.

Niu Laosan pointed at Fan Jian's nose and said loudly: "Little rabbit cub, it's up to you, don't say that you only became a disciple on the first day of recruiting Fengming City, even if you can recruit three disciples, I, Niu Laosan, will learn a hundred dog barks in public!"

Fan Jian looked at Niu Laosan, don't say it, this guy was born to make dog legs.

"Okay, I remember your request, don't worry, I'll make it a reality. ”

Fan Jian swallowed the melon seeds and said with a smile.

The White Tiger Sect on the opposite side had already shown its sword to Fan Jian, and the little Taoist priest in Tsing Yi of the Black Cloud Sect showed no weakness.

He pointed to the banner on Fan Jian's tent and said, "Little master, how about we make a bet too?" If you can really recruit Fengming City as a disciple on the first day, I won't say a word, and immediately kill the enrollment banner of our Black Cloud Sect." If you can't recruit Feng Mingcheng to be a disciple on the first day, I will tear off your banner with my own hands, you get out of here immediately, don't be embarrassed here, how about it?

When Tang Long heard this, his heart suddenly tightened.

Fan Jian crossed Erlang's legs and said slowly: "Okay, why don't you dare?"

"It's a deal. ”

And just like that, the bet was made.

Zhang He and his apprentice returned to the tent.

Wang Hu and Niu Laosan also returned to the tent.

The people who watched the excitement around gradually dispersed.

Tang Long wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, smiled bitterly, and said to Fan Jian: "Master, you shouldn't bet with them." Do you know that Feng Ming City was a once-in-a-century kendo genius on the first day, and he was almost already a disciple of the Black Cloud Sect and the White Tiger Sect. ”

"Do you think, as for the two fifth-rate sects, as for sending two big people to come to a small place like Fengming City in person? ”

When Fan Jian heard this, he became interested.

He asked Tang Long, "Is this Yun Potian very powerful?" and is he actually called a once-in-a-century kendo genius?"

Tang Long said: "Of course it's amazing. Yun Potian was just eighteen years old this year, but three years ago, when he was fifteen, he had already beaten the entire Fengming City invincible. ”

"Wow, that's so powerful? He's the talent we want to recruit. ”

Fan Jian sighed.

The twelve disciples under his command must all be peerless geniuses who are unique in ten thousand, and it seems that this trip to Fengming City is worth it.

Fan Jian was thinking about how to recruit the first day of Caiyun to break through the sky, when suddenly a black shadow appeared in front of him, followed by a stench.

"Excuse me, are you hiring people here?"

An unkempt, ragged beggar walked into Fan Jian's tent.

His eyes were burning, staring at the piece of cut cake on the table in front of Fan Jian, and he couldn't stop swallowing his saliva.

"Get out of here, stinky food, where are you here?"

Tang Long waved his hand, wanting to drive people away.

Fan Jian suddenly stopped him, Fan Jian's gaze swept over Hanako, and his gaze stayed on his belt, an ancient book inserted diagonally.

Suddenly.

Fan Jian thought of something.

He looked at the beggar with a smile and said, "I am indeed recruiting people here, but we are not recruiting beggars, we only recruit disciples." ”

The beggar pointed at himself and said, "My lord, I can swear that I am by no means a beggar. But I've been hungry for three days, and I'm dying of hunger, so if you give me a piece of cake, I'll come to your door. ”

Tang Long was annoyed when he heard this, and he was about to start driving people away.

Fan Jian took the first step, stood up, picked up the three catties of cut cakes on the table, and handed them to the beggar with both hands.

"Welcome to the Three or Four Yam Sect. ”