Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Provocation of the Beishan Sword Academy!
After a night's rest, Zhuo Tian's tired body regained his vitality, moved his body, and opened the door.
The bright sunlight reflects through the clouds and mist on the mountain, and it is full of warm breath.
Swept it casually, his eyes lit up, but he didn't expect the rare fat sea to be here today, and he was talking to Hayama for some reason.
Zhuo Tian stepped forward to greet curiously, and said with a smile: "The sea, it's rare to see you once!" ”
Fu Dahai's fat face shook, his expression was slightly stunned, and he said with a smile: "Brother Zhuo, aren't we busy when we have something!" ”
"What are you busy with, show me too?" Zhuo Tian stretched his neck curiously and leaned over, Fu Dahai's fat body moved suddenly, put away all the things in his hand, and said with a haha: "Brother Zhuo, I haven't done it yet, when I get it done, I'll show you everything!" ”
"Hayama, you say, what did the fat man show you!" Zhuo Tian rolled his eyes, he didn't cultivate properly, it was too boring to play dumb riddles, and asked Ye Shan directly. Be the first to update
Ye Shan scratched his head, also confused, and said: "I don't understand what Brother Dahai asked me, but we are discussing some difficulties in Yuan Qi cultivation, and Brother Dahai is also working hard, and even understands some difficulties in breaking through the third stage of the first sword level!" ”
"Oh?" Zhuo Tian couldn't help but take a look at Fu Dahai more, can this thing know some of the difficulties of the sword yuan level breakthrough?
Swept his gaze, or the faint sword yuan was fluctuating, could it be that this thing was hiding its strength? It's that powerful!
Fu Dahai saw Zhuo Tian's condensed gaze, grinned and said, "Brother Zhuo, don't stare at me like this, I'm not that powerful!" ”
"And how do you know that?" Zhuo Tian smiled and said, this thing has been so strange lately that even Zhuo Tian has to wonder if he is brewing some conspiracy. Update more and faster chapters as soon as possible.
"I also asked our family's nursing masters one by one!" Fu Dahai smiled dryly, his expression flickered, and he didn't want to answer more.
"Forget it, no matter what you do, if you don't practice the exercises, it's really idle to fix these things, let's go to breakfast together!" Zhuo Tian looked at him, didn't bother to pay attention to him, and beckoned to go to the cafeteria to eat together.
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The disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect who had just entered the sect for a month basically did not participate in these trivial matters.
Their only job now is cultivation, and it is complete self-cultivation, without any guidance, which not only tests one's talent, but also one's endurance.
The three of them were walking on the misty mountain road, and suddenly there was a noise in front of them, and the three of them were all cultivators, and their ears were extraordinary, and they immediately heard as if someone was arguing about something.
The three of them approached and were surprised to find that two groups of disciples wearing the clothes of the Ancient Sword Sect were separated and confronted at the gate of the Nanshan Sword Academy, but the group of people standing in the gate of the Nanshan Courtyard were more miserable, all with blue noses and swollen faces, depressed expressions, supporting each other, and their faces were indignant.
"Haven't you Nanshan Sword Academy always been quite arrogant, why can't you even catch a move from our Senior Brother Yuan, haha, I don't think the name of this Nanshan is worthy of the name, where is there a little bit of a look that is on par with our Beiao!"
"Yes, Bei Ao is the first, Bei Ao is the first, Senior Brother Yuan is the first, Senior Brother Yuan is the first!"
"What are they arguing about, what are they arrogant?" Zhuo Tian has been busy cultivating, and he doesn't even know a few people, and he has never heard of this. More and faster chapters are here.
Fu Dahai is obviously proficient, and the head explained authentically: "Brother Zhuo, this southern madness and northern arrogance are the two predecessors of our ancient sword sect fifty years ago, the two are good friends who entered the sect together, especially like to fight with each other, enter the sect, but they are divided into the south courtyard and the north courtyard respectively, the two have a crazy personality and an arrogant personality, do not let each other go, always learn from each other, the strength is extremely strong, I heard that it is not worse than the sect master, and later they were left by the sect together, and became the elders of the Taishang, after the two became elders, they found that fighting for themselves was boring, I like to select disciples in the south and north courtyards every year, and after entering the inner gate, inherit several of their stunts and have a competition, so as to divide the winners and losers! ”
"And such boring people?" Zhuo Tian rolled his eyes and said. More and faster chapters are here.
Fu Dahai immediately covered his mouth and exclaimed: "Brother Zhuo, you can't talk nonsense, the two of them have a very high status in the sect, and because every disciple of the South and North Courtyards wants to inherit their mantle and is eager to show themselves, so they respect them tightly, if your words just now are spread out, it is estimated that they will become the enemies of the entire North and South Courtyards!" ”
Zhuo Tian took the fat man's hand away, nodded, and looked at his sweaty appearance, which obviously didn't look like pretending, and didn't talk about them anymore, and asked, "Then let them fight like this, don't the sect care?" ”
Fu Dahai said with a smile: "Brother Zhuo, you don't know this, this matter is allowed by the special order of the sect, and it is also the reason why the two Supreme Elders of the South and North are willing to stay, and this kind of battle can promote the cultivation of the disciples, and the sect will not care about it in the end!" ”
"Okay, but we seem to be from the South Courtyard too, so we should go and see if our people are being bullied, right?" Zhuo Tian pointed to the front and said indifferently, he really didn't have any interest in this, the boring fight between the two boring old men, isn't it just to make fun of them, what's the point!
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"Old man, the person you picked is really good, and he actually dislikes us!" In a place that Zhuo Tian didn't know, an old man in Tsing Yi and an old man in gray were playing a game of wine, and the old man in gray said with a smile at the old man in Tsing Yi.
"Haha, it's not enough, it's not enough, that's just there, madman, overlord Jedi, he's too cautious, he needs something more violent!" The old man in Tsing Yi didn't think it was wrong, poured a sip of strong wine, and said with a long smile.
The old man in gray choked his nose with spirits, almost coughed, shook his head, and was quite helpless about the crazy character of this old guy who has been fighting since he was a child!
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"Look, another disciple from the Southern Courtyard is coming over there, should we clean them up again!" A guy with a sharp beak and monkey cheeks saw Zhuo Tian and their figures, and immediately said to the tall and burly man in yellow shirt beside him.
The man in the yellow shirt sneered on his face and nodded, and after a while, a group of people surrounded Zhuo Tian and them, condescending, sneering again and again, and shouted: "You are also disciples of the Nanshan Sword Academy!" ”
Zhuo Tian was completely helpless, now he just didn't want to care, and people were looking for trouble, but Ye Shan was more honest and said kindly: "Senior brothers, hello, we are from Nanshan Sword Academy, it's a pleasure to meet you!" ”
Fu Dahai patted his head and secretly scolded this Ye Shan for being too honest, these people are obviously here to find fault!
At the moment, he shook his fat face, and said with a smile: "Senior brothers, senior brothers, we are just passing by, passing by..."
Although he has great faith in Zhuo Tian's potential, he has only been cultivating for so many days, and there are more than a dozen people in front of him, and there are too many heroes to stand up!
"Don't fucking nonsense, it's the people in the South Courtyard who came over to take two punches from Lao Tzu, and said obediently, the North is the first, and the people in the South Courtyard are all cowards, so Lao Tzu will let you go!" The man in the yellow shirt clenched his fists and smiled coldly.
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ps: Rolling all over the ground for collection......