Chapter Ninety-Eight: There's a Mother Coming to Beat Lao Tzu
Fang Ru and Liu Ruoyan walked together, and after leaving the courtyard gate, they went towards the main peak of the outer gate.
The position of the main peak halfway up the mountain, there is a huge square, called Nanping.
This place accommodates all the disciples of the outer sect, which is more than enough.
After going out, Fang Ru and Liu Ruoyan met Dong Xuan and Zi Yan, and when they met, they naturally went together and headed towards the main peak.
"The name of Nanping, because this is the South Outer Gate, the main peak square is called Nanping, there is nothing wrong with it. Dong Xuan explained with a smile and said to Liu Ruoyan.
Previously, when he heard that he was going to Nanping on the road, Liu Ruoyan couldn't help but muttered curiously.
Why is the outer gate square called Nanping, because the South Courtyard has always been the strongest in the past?
In this regard, Dong Xuan directly explained.
"Nanwaimen, I've heard that word. Dong Xuan's words made Fang Ru's curiosity tempted, "Could it be that there are still North Outer Gate, East Outer Gate and West Outer Gate?"
"Maybe Brother Fang doesn't know that the outer gate of the Tongming Sect is indeed divided into southeast, south, northwest, and region. The South Outer Gate is located in the center of the southern territory under the jurisdiction of Tongming Sect. Dong Xuan explained, explaining the situation, "The inner gate is where the real mountain gate of the sect is located. ”
"For example, if we want to go to the inner gate at the south outer gate, if we go all out, it will take more than a month to arrive. ”
At this time, Fang Ru suddenly realized, he still thought that this outer door went a little deeper inside, and it was the inner door.
For a long time, this piece is only one of the four outer gates, and the real Tongming Sect is still far away.
"No wonder the old man hasn't seen anyone, I'm afraid he's in the depths of the northern sect. Fang Ru thought about it and nodded secretly.
In the process of chatting on the road, Fang Ru and the others unknowingly came to Nanping.
Nanping, as expected, is wide and vast, and there are about 20,000 new and old disciples in the entire outer sect together, which does not seem to be crowded at all.
However, one thing that caught Fang Ru's attention was that above Nanping, there were five square rings, of which the largest one in the center, the one on both sides was slightly inferior, and the other two were much smaller.
Behind the five rings, there are spar slabs, which are hung high so that everyone can see clearly.
On the shelf of the spar slab, there is an elder deacon of the outer gate, who is responsible for recording Dabi's results.
And on these spar slabs, there are already the names of the disciples, and it is obvious that the duty of these elders is to record the achievements of these disciples, so that the formation of the spar slabs can be sorted and the ranking determined.
"In the center, there is a martial arts competition ring, on both sides are alchemy and refining weapons, and the smallest two are formations and soul cultivation. ”
"Martial arts has the largest number of participants, and the ring is naturally large, followed by alchemy and alchemy, and the formation and soul cultivation are the most difficult, and the number of people is the least. ”
There are people in the sect, and it's really different!
Fang Ru, who was listening on the side, secretly sighed in his heart.
"Have you seen it, that Fang Ru really reported five items, and the rumors are true. ”
"Five, this is really miserable. ”
And at this time, the sound of people talking around began to spread to Fang Ru's side, and everyone was talking.
"Little Five!" Suddenly, someone shouted from behind, Fang Ru turned around, it was really Fang Lie and a few of them.
When they came to Fang Ru's side, they were naturally worried, especially the fourth sister Fang Ying, who stared at him with a frosty face, and her face was not good.
"This big competition, if you want me to see it, let's take the opportunity to sell more spicy strips, and don't put it on. Fang Lie touched his head and suggested loudly, "Anyway, we're just getting started, and there will be a chance in the coming year." ”
"Silly big guy, you know a. Fang Ru didn't speak yet, the buckle on his shoulder had already opened his eyes and woke up from sleep, "The master is unparalleled in talent and invincible, don't talk nonsense." ”
Fang Lie had already seen the power of this mouth, and he didn't have the same knowledge as it.
However, there are people who want to be like him.
"Fang Ru!" this shout, some anger, some disdain, and a little disappointed.
Turning his head, Fang Ru found that this person was still an old acquaintance, he was the genius Leng Wei who was killed by himself in the Quartet General Election.
At this time, Leng Wei's aura was much stronger than in the past.
Martial Master Sixth Order!
Three months to improve the first order, in the eyes of others, can be described as a real genius, this kind of strength, just getting started, I am afraid that I can have a chance to enter the top hundred.
In contrast, Fang Ru doesn't want to make progress, but only knows how to sell spicy noodles.
"I didn't expect that you had fallen to this point, and if you neglected your cultivation to the realm, it would begin to slacken and be difficult to maintain. Leng Wei stared at Fang Ru's side, his face disappointed, "It seems that in just three months, you who were originally strong are no longer worth mentioning." ”
Fang Ruke is the focus of attention, naturally many people pay attention to him, and when Leng Wei stepped forward, he had already attracted the attention of many people and watched him.
When they heard Leng Wei's words, many people were surprised, and they sensed the past towards Fang Ru's body.
Sure enough, in their perception, the aura on Fang Ru's body was floating between the first and second orders of the martial artist, fluctuating.
In such a state, just like those martial arts cultivators who give up on themselves and neglect their cultivation, the realm begins to slacken.
Many people directly began to shake their heads secretly.
"It seems that the so-called new disciple number one is just a flash in the pan. ”
"But he is really very good at cultivating souls, not taking martial arts, becoming a strong man in soul cultivation, it does not mean that there is no future. ”
"Martial arts are eternal, nourishing the soul together, where can it be compared with martial arts, Leng Wei is the pride of new disciples. ”
"It's just that I happen to be able to make food, and when a blind cat meets a dead mouse, it's so easy to nourish the soul. That spicy strip, when it reaches the realm of Wujun, it is not much use. He can only be regarded as a third-level soul cultivator for a lifetime. ”
Many people, mocking Fang Ru and saying cool words, most of these people were disciples of the Southern Academy.
Fang Lie and the others clenched their fists and gritted their teeth, but they couldn't refute it.
Because they also felt that what the other party said was not very wrong, during this time, Fang Ru was indeed negligent in cultivation and did not improve his realm.
"I'm sorry, Uncle Ben is not targeting your Southern Courtyard. Suddenly, he stood up on Fang Ru's shoulders and spread his wings, "But compared to the master, you are all a bunch of garbage." ”
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After a moment of silence, a group of Southern Courtyard disciples beside Leng Wei exploded in an instant.
"What do the short-haired beasts say, are you looking for death!"
"Fat bird, believe it or not, Lao Tzu grabbed you and roasted you. ”
"We're trash, you bullshit owner is the real trash, copper-smelling scum. ”
"It's just a stinky cook, what is it?"
The disciples of the Southern Courtyard were indignant, and they were completely stimulated by the deduction.
"Uncle Ben is just scolding you for a bunch of rubbish, how can you drip, there is a kind of fucking you to beat Lao Tzu!"
(End of chapter)