Chapter 20 What is due will come

Time flies, and the internal test is getting better, although Qiao'er refuses to compare no matter what, her actions are undoubtedly a great encouragement to those disciples who are usually ashamed of others. Fresh faces kept emerging in the ring, and the nine elders in the chief looked dazzled at each other and nodded frequently. There is only one exception, the real person in charge of Taixuan is sinking like water at the moment, and he is secretly scolding in his heart, stinky boy, he actually escaped from the battle, and he valued the old man in vain.

The sun is in the west, and the top three are about to be released, and the Mid-Autumn Festival celebration is about to begin. A man and two women rushed on the southern mountain road, and the three of them walked lightly, their clothes fluttering like fairies, especially the young man's body style was more outstanding, and he brought the door to the extreme. The young man ran to the front, chattering in the middle of the road: "It's okay, it's okay, it's not over yet." It's late, it's late, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Regardless of whether there were people on the stage or not, he jumped into the center of the stage, and turned around to come to Luo Quanyi, but he still had those few words on his lips. It makes people think that he is stunned.

"Hey, daredevil, don't you see we're trying?"

"This senior brother, I don't know the name of the honorable man, by the way, and this senior brother, I'm really sorry to disturb the two of you. But the old man who taught him had a life, and Zhao Senyuan of Zixia Peak didn't dare to disobey, since the two of them were here, let's start with the two. Please advise". After this master finished speaking, he actually stood empty-handed and invited the two to fight.

Here, Lingyun Zhenren looked at the master Taixuan, and saw Taixuan Zhenren smiling and nodding, so he crossed the crowd and said: "Liu Rui of Sword Casting Peak and Xiao Yuanshan, a disciple of the inner sect, will fight, this is not considered to be bullied by the public, although they have learned from each other." The winner, the head of the Taixuan Zhenren, will personally reward him."

On the Sword Casting Peak, there was an uproar at this time, there were few people who were dumb, and it was even more unreasonable to dare to be so arrogant, but it was not him who attracted the most attention at this time, but the two fairies who came next were the protagonists.

"It's Shangguan Lian'er, she really deserves to be a blue lotus queen, it's rare that she is willing to show her face." "Who is that woman next to her? I can't imagine that there is still a reference in the world for such a stunning color. It's really bleaching-bright!" "Hey, Senior Brother Song, be careful of your saliva. "Yo, Senior Brother Chu, I've been angry a lot lately, the soup under my nose is watery, be careful not to rub it on my robe........" In the chatter of the eastern and western disciples, the two daughters walked side by side to the stands of the Qinglian disciples, their faces were as good as six points, their demeanor was fresh and refined but they seemed to be nine points, just a few steps, but they didn't know how many eyeballs they had murdered. It wasn't until Wan'er beckoned the second daughter to sit down among the thousands of flowers that everyone's eyes turned to the field. Only Qiao'er in the crowd still had a mind on Li Ruoqing, where did she fall from the sky, but she came with that person again, where is this idiot good?

The victory or defeat on the stage was actually instantaneous, but the two people on the opposite side were still unaware, the green steel sword in one hand was missing, and the other left arm sleeve was completely exposed. Dumb was still standing a few feet away, as if it was none of his business, the two opponents looked at each other, fit forward, and suddenly felt a breeze blowing on his face, his hair was fluttering and his head was covered with his face, and his vision was blocked and he suddenly lost his goal. I only heard Ling Yun Zhenren shouting: "Stand down, stop! Liu Rui and Xiao Shi's nephew have already won and lost, and they can stop."

Dumb hugged his fists, and said in a good time: "Accept, accept, the two senior brothers are invited" After speaking, he made a move to the audience. Looking at this master's expression at the moment, it seems that he is the master here.

There are not a few disciples who didn't see clearly, and there were a few people in the inner disciples who were indignant, and they were just about to get up, but they were stopped by Ling Yun Zhenren with his gaze. But a few people jumped out of the east chamber, but he didn't have time to suppress it. Those disciples looked around at everyone, and they all wanted to pick Dumb alone, but no one refused to back down, and more than a dozen people were deadlocked, but they heard Dumb say: "Senior brothers, I, Zhao Senyuan, am still shallow in learning, but the patriarch has a cloud: a prophet and a foresight, not to get started sooner or later." It's too troublesome to fight alone like this, so it's better to set up a rule than hurt the harmony, and win or lose for a while." Speaking of this, Dumb fingered a natural stalagmite at the corner of the stage, the thickness of the stalagmite needs to be hugged by two people, and the whole body is the same color as the ring, and I don't know how many years I have been born here. "The one who splits this stone first wins, how about it?

"How is this possible, even if it is a strong vajra palm of Buddhism, I am afraid that it will not be able to do it for a year, right?" "Yes, even if it is broken with a hacksaw now, I'm afraid it will take a day's work." Not only did the people in the stands think it was too absurd, but even the people in the audience began to quietly quit.

When everyone was talking, the real person in charge of the sect Taixuan stood up and laughed, "There are strange things every year, especially this year. Good boy, let it go. Let them see what you're capable of." As soon as the words fell, I saw Dumb walking a few steps with his back to the stalagmite, and with a wave of his backhand, he didn't see the flying sand and stones, but let the audience see a gorgeous and extraordinary scene: a light blue crescent, rotating like a wheel, trajectory like a bow, silently submerged into the stalagmite, the stalagmite was like a piece of tofu at this time, and what was even more strange was that Dumb's next crescent sword qi was slashed in the same place, and finally the upper half slowly slipped down with the downward cutting angle, and rolled heavily to the ground. There was silence in the field, and the two enemies just now were even colder in the back of their necks, and said in their hearts: It's okay, but there are not a few locks of hair.

There was a buzzing sound, as if a handful of salt had been sprinkled in the oil pan, and the whole audience was gasping for cold air. Dumb suddenly became a monster-like existence, and this master almost had a halo on his head, and a pair of wings regenerated behind him. The two old men in the crowd were excited, jumping to their feet, and kept trembling in their mouths: That is my apprentice, and that is my Zixia disciple. There was a frenzy around them, and the faint shouts of the two were instantly drowned in the sound waves like huge waves.

At this time, in the stands of the disciples of Qinglian Peak, Qiao'er pressed her hands into fists to her lips, looking around as if this action was still quite popular. Qing'er and Lian'er covered their mouths with one hand, but the other hand was in Wan'er's hand. Shangguan Wan'er looked left at this and right at that, her heart seemed to have knocked over the five-flavor bottle, and there was an evil fire out of nowhere, and she threw away the two daughters' hands in a negative anger, and turned around and wanted to leave. Unexpectedly, the sleeves on both sides tightened at the same time, but the second daughter grabbed the corner of the clothes, "Did you see it?" The second daughter turned her head to her and asked in unison. Wan'er became more and more depressed, and she was helplessly dragged by the second daughter and couldn't get out. What's more, Lian'er was rarely excited, and actually picked up Wan'er's chin, scraped her delicate little nose, and muttered while wantonly playing: "You, you, I thought I almost killed him at the beginning." "Lian'er, little Nizi, let go quickly, I'll go and kill him, so that you can be happy." "Go, go, we are here to wait for good news, don't show mercy to your subordinates." "Little Nizi, don't run, see how I clean you up...".

The four daughters frolicked this time, Dumb naturally couldn't see it, and now this master just wants to go to the Jindan Cave as soon as possible to find out, and many questions in his heart may only be answered when he gets there.

On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the moon is bright and the stars are scarce, and the 100,000 Chinese lanterns in Hanyang City are endless all night, which is really a prosperous scene of the Southern Yuan Dynasty. Zi Chou will be handed over, it is all silent, and the whole city has just enjoyed the hustle and bustle of the festival, and it has long fallen asleep. In the east of Jiangnan City, there was a burst of hoofs, and in an instant, in the alley where the Zhao family lived, the peaceful atmosphere was disturbed by the neighing of horses and dogs. Immediately afterwards, one by one the doors opened, and the sleeping people were woken up by a bright steel knife, regardless of the disheveled, rolling and crawling, and screaming again and again, being pushed all the way, and driven to the persimmon tree, the neighbors trembled one by one as if they were in a different world. A voice said calmly: "Wait and listen: there is a family here that recently took in a woman surnamed Li with a Tokyo accent, about thirteen or fourteen years old, and if you dare to hide it, you should be punished as a conspiracy." The shopkeeper Zhao in the crowd closed his eyes, he should have come sooner or later, but how could he make such a fuss......?

After a while, the Song family on the other side of the door was dragged out, and he fell in front of the person, and his eyes were sad and sad to find where the shopkeeper Zhao was standing. Next, this kind of betrayal of the eyes was immediately transformed into an intermittent confession, everything had nothing to do with everyone, and the Zhao family was pulled out one by one. What can the shopkeeper Zhao do? The neighbors just told the truth.

"Zhao Changyou, where is your son now? Don't say that you don't know where you are going, if you are lucky, it will not be good for your Zhao family." "Why don't you tell Lord Du Lieutenant honestly, do you want us to torture one by one?" The urging was tight, looking at the posture of these people, the second aunt in the county government couldn't count on it at all.

In the town under Zixia Peak, the three fat men hid in the eaves, and there were more than 1,000 people not far away, and they had begun to camp outside the town. The road to the east is full of smoke and dust, and there are still large armies coming. What's even more strange is that at noon, the hundred and ten people of the White Horse Gang were already probing their brains in the town, and the three fat men recognized that the person who was in the lead was the clouded leopard Ma Ruyun. At dusk, the three fat men saw that the military horses were gathering more and more, and they couldn't find it at all, so they simply stared at the horses like clouds. I saw this guy pick up the curtain and enter a tea shop, the fat man climbed into the courtyard wall on the other side, and did not dare to get too close, the fat man hid under the root of the mountain, and opened his big ears like a fan to spy on the movement in the room.

I only heard that Ma Ruyun said: "Big brother, you are here, what is the matter with me in such a hurry this time?" "Third brother, the last time you brought a letter, saying that you had formed a relationship with the Iron Lance Dart Bureau, this is a careful ........" "Hmph! Don't you speak in a high-sounding manner, you can hide those troubles from others, and you still want to hide them from me? These days, the dark tide in the capital is surging, and your White Horse Gang will settle down first, don't spoil the big thing. Although your second brother and I are serving as captains under General Yang, we must not make too much swagger." "Yes, big brother, I know. "Oh, by the way, you are in Hanyang, do you know more about the situation of the Immortal Sword Sect.........?"

"According to what you said, it's just a sect outside the world that has no quarrel with the world? When you had a grudge with the Iron Lance Dart Bureau that day, the one who came and walked high, I think it was inseparable from this Immortal Sword Sect. If people can establish a religion for thousands of years without falling, how can they be general? If they are all such masters, they can be bluffed by just a few thousand soldiers and horses? If you really want to say that the capture of the mountain gate can be done without tens of thousands of men? You go down first, let your people change the clothes of lieutenant colonels and lieutenants, find a courtyard and place a few meat tickets, remember! Be secretive, maybe these people can come in handy at a critical moment...... "If the expectation is good in the past few days, the general will definitely let me go to worship the mountain first, and if I am harmonious, I can welcome the princess back, otherwise, it will .........take a few days to mobilize manpower."