There is no way, as long as a martial arts hall wants to run smoothly, it really costs money for food, clothing, housing and transportation.

Especially in terms of ingredients, the so-called poor literature and rich martial arts is an unbreakable truth, and if you want to be truly successful in practicing martial arts, it is not a practice of flowers, then it is not only necessary to practice, but also to make supplements.

Mu Qingyun is now practicing Jinyang Gong, and once a day in the kitchen in the morning and evening, he stews a perfect tonic soup for her, which contains precious medicinal materials, and she can eat ordinary rich people in a month or two before they go bankrupt.

She wasn't the only one who ate this, there were at least seven disciples in the martial arts hall who also needed to drink similar tonic soup, but the consumption was not as big as her.

Because of this kind of expenses, their martial arts hall has long been eaten by grain, and the borrowed money has been borrowed from the imperial court appropriation in the following year.

Mu Qingyun blinked, closed the account book, and like Chen Yi, he didn't know if he didn't have anything to do.

Since the 'borrowing' is the future appropriation of the imperial court to the martial arts hall, it is obvious that the imperial court knows everything, and it is still willing to borrow it, that is, Zhou Yu beats Huang Gai, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.

Anyway, Mu Qingyun didn't mean to mention this matter at all, and he paid back the money in advance? Dream!

After paying back the money, whether she or her brothers or sisters, can't they drink the northwest wind?

Could it be that you are hungry to practice martial arts?

Moreover, the martial arts hall has to continue to cry poor and continue to borrow.

Practicing martial arts is a particularly expensive job, I won't cry poor, I don't know how to borrow money, can the martial arts hall still watch it?

At most, it's a money-making plan and trying to break even as quickly as possible.

Under this premise, if they still have the energy to spare, they must save a sum of money to come out, so that they will not have to repay the loan one day, and they can tighten their belts and pay back the money as soon as possible.

In the blink of an eye, even the yellow leaves on the tree were about to fall.

On the day of the start of the preliminary round of the reincarnation, the sky was very bad and gloomy.

Mu Qingyun sat on the edge of the stage and yawned slightly, and several volunteers next to her were suddenly startled and glared at her.

Not far from Shenghua Stadium, who was preparing for the opening match, it was a heavyweight boss.

These two who are about to play each other today are also the only two players in this reincarnation tournament who are not from the big competition, they already have qualifications, and this time they just want to warm up in the reincarnation tournament.

Mu Changfeng, the quasi-sword god of the Tianshan Mountains, is also the quasi-sword god Chi Ze of the Hui Sword Gate.

Both of them are forty-one this year, which is the best age for martial artists, with rich experience, deep internal strength, and physical strength is also at its peak, in another ten years, maybe their internal strength will be thicker, but physically they may not be able to maintain the peak like now.

Mu Qingyun rubbed his eyes, and stared at the surrounding group of volunteers and contestants.

The two bigwigs are extremely imposing, Mu Qingyun is okay, she has done special training, but several volunteers are so far away, they all feel that their breathing is sluggish, and they can't help but pick up the heart-nourishing liquid prepared by the medical hall and drink it tons and tons.

Like this kind of big guy such as the 'rookie game', it is rare to see it in the reincarnation competition, and the bigwigs are still very reserved and calm, but the rivers and lakes are big, and there are martial artists of any character, and every few years, there are a few bigwigs who appear in the reincarnation competition.

These people have a high status and a strange temper, and no one dares to care, but the normal players just consider themselves unlucky, and if they meet two more big guys, they will be eliminated by them, so they will fight again next time.

As a result, once, I don't know what kind of wind these people smoked, and sixteen quasi-gods and seven sword gods came in one go.

Good guys, those big guys, except for the busy ones, everyone else is pouring out.

During the entire reincarnation match, all the audience watched the Yagami abuse of vegetables with a blank face, and after the abuse was completed, the killing was dim, the ground was dark, and the sun and moon were dark.

The audience was addicted to it and applauded.

The more they cheered, the more energetic the gang became.

At the end of the round-robin, everyone took a plate, and the top 20 in the round-robin competition were eligible to participate in the selection of players in the competition.

Looking at it this way, they are good cows!

The quasi-gods can't even enter the qualifiers for the big competition.

Although these people could have directly signed up for the big competition, they are eligible to be qualified, and the current news of the round-robin return is still more eye-catching.

This time, those old and slow members of the competition committee were busy revising various rules and regulations.

They didn't dare to say, please don't make trouble with you gods, if you want to compete, go to the big competition and fight hard, don't make things in the country.

Everyone has to say that those who have direct qualifications for the big competition, even if they win the reincarnation, will not occupy the qualifiers.

Those who lose to these people do not count their defeats.

So now, the reincarnation tournament is quite welcoming to god-level martial artists to compete on stage.

Although they came over, it was purely a waste of resources and time, but once these people appeared, their attention suddenly increased by more than a dozen steps.

Thinking about it this way, the host city will not lose, the audience will not lose, and the contestants will naturally not lose if they can see a higher-level competition.

Mu Qingyun listened to Chen Yi whispering the various rules of the popular science competition, thought about it, and asked with a smile: "I think it only stipulates that those quasi-gods do not count if they win, and they do not count when they lose to quasi-gods, so if these quasi-gods lose to other players, will they be counted as extra points?" ”

Chen Yi: "......"

She really hadn't thought about it from such a strange perspective.

It seems that the big guy directly acquiesces, all kinds of big guys, the big gods enter the reincarnation competition, they are here to abuse the vegetables, and unless they bump into each other, they will not lose.

I'm going to lose, well, I don't think they need to stipulate anything.

Not to mention the god level, a quasi-god, half a step to the destiny of heaven, losing to the delusion, he himself estimated that he would have to go home honestly and retreat.

The sword light flashed on the stadium.

Mu Qingyun's eyes were slightly condensed, his body was straight, and his breathing became as if he were nothing.

The entire stadium was silent, except for the two divine swords of the sun and the moon on the stadium.

Mu Qingyun saw delusional masters in the past, and he also casually commented on the flaws in his moves, his martial arts flaws, and he was very insightful, everyone had to admit it, and he often let the onlookers praise him, and his vision was invincible in the world!

But today, she suddenly found that all her comments turned out to be useless.

There are only three moves back and forth in Ikezawa's sword, and there are not many changes, if you want to say that there are flaws, there must be them.

But what if there is.

One move the heavens and the earth move, the sun and the moon have no light, and the power of the sky comes, ordinary people, and if there is something wrong with the way of heaven, can you fight it?

Mu Changfeng's sword, to let those who don't understand, more real, and stereotyped people, can't even say that it is a sword, mixed with knife techniques, fist techniques, and hundreds of laws in the world.

But any sword practitioner who really understands swords, knows that his sword is a sword.

The sword intent of the Hui Sword Gate is fierce and domineering, no matter what move it is, it can't escape this sword intent.

Mu Changfeng's sword seemed to be able to tear through the sky.

Mu Qingyun was silent for a long time, exhaled, and felt that the arrogance in his heart had dissipated. ( Wise House Chinese No pop-up window, update in time )