The sky is about to brighten, Chen Qingshan took a broom, sprinkled water to clean the main street, the evil guest is about to welcome the door, but the evil guest is also a guest, Chen Qingshan, as the observer of this empty Ming Fang, naturally wants to sweep the street to welcome the guest.

A group of white-clothed teenagers, with white deer embroidered on their cuffs, came from outside the workshop, led by an elder of the academy, named Zhao Yuanhai, a Confucian cultivator in the Seven Realms, who was famous for an iron fan and had killed many big men in the northwest.

Zhao Yuanhai led the team from the west and bowed to the people from the east: "Senior Brother Wang." ”

That person is the Marquis of Baiyi, the Marquis of Baiyi is surnamed Wang, and he has the same surname as the Shangshu of the Ministry of War, but in fact, the surname with the most surnames in the officialdom of the Tang Dynasty is Wang Xie Er.

Even in the inner city of Chang'an, there is a street where the eunuchs live, called Wang Xie Lane, in this Tang Dynasty, people born in Chang'an City always feel that the status is higher than that of people in other places, and it is not an exaggeration to call a superior person, and some people born in Wang Xie Lane are born with a golden spoon in their mouths, and they are the masters.

"Senior Brother Zhao." The white-clothed Hou smiled and nodded to Zhao Yuanhai, the white-clothed Hou appeared, naturally with the intention of taking a look at Chen Qingshan, he was a little curious, what the youngest Hou Ye of the Tang Dynasty looked like now.

"I've seen Uncle Shi." The Bailu disciple behind Zhao Yuanhai bowed to the white-clothed marquis, and there was more or less respect in his eyes, there was a popular saying among the scholars, called learning to become a literary and martial artist, and selling it to the emperor's family, and his own uncle Wang was already a very popular minister, and many Confucian students in the academy took the white-clothed Hou Shu as a benchmark.

"What do you mean by Master?" The white-clothed marquis asked Zhao Yuanhai.

"Shizun means to try to control the movement within a certain range, so as not to shock the sky of Chang'an City." Zhao Yuanhai replied that he also called the head of the White Deer Courtyard Shizun.

"Understood." The white-clothed marquis said, this Chang'an heaven refers to His Majesty the Holy Emperor of Nature.

Zhao Yuanhai thought for a while, and then said, "Senior Brother Wang, in fact, Master Zun came to Kongmingfang last night. ”

"Oh?" The white-clothed marquis was a little strange, and said softly, since the head of the White Deer Courtyard has come to Kongmingfang, why are there still some Taoist priests in Kongmingfang, with the cultivation of the head of Bailu Academy, there are too many ways to master Kongmingfang quietly, or there are monks of the same level who have made a move.

"Is it the dragon elephant that protects the mountain of Dragon and Tiger Mountain?" The white-clothed marquis asked, the only one in this empty square who can break his wrist with the head of the White Deer Courtyard is the black scales.

Who knew that Zhao Yuanhai shook his head and said no, when the head of the White Deer Courtyard came last night, there was someone else who stopped him, but that existence, the head of the White Deer Courtyard regarded it as unspeakable.

The white-clothed Hou stood on the street with his hands in his hands, his temperament was a little dusty, looking at the empty Ming Fang, Chen Qingshan set up a broom and looked back.

"Marquis Taiping." "The marquis in white." The two spoke almost simultaneously.

Chen Qingshan had never seen the white-clothed marquis, but he recognized the identity of the white-clothed marquis at a glance in the crowd.

A very interesting thing, when you hear about a person you have never met, you will first sketch out what he looks like in your mind, write down the feeling he gives you, and when you meet one day and feel right, you will know that it is this person.

There was no other politeness, and the white marquis said directly: "This empty Mingfang, Bailu Academy wants it." The tone was very flat, as if he was informing, not asking for opinions, he was also a Hou Ye, but he was the wolf master of the Seven Realms, and even injured the Northwest Barbarians, so he had the confidence to say this.

Chen Qingshan stood up with the broom beside him, stretched his waist, and did not have the slightest fear: "So, does the white-clothed Hou Ye mean to rob him, this is a loss of grace, if it is spread out, how will the people of Chang'an and even the people of the world think of Hou Ye?" ”

"There is nothing to look at, the capable live in it, if the Taiping Marquis does not dislike it, let Bailu Confucian and the Taoist priests of Kongmingfang have a try, to see if Bailu is a capable person, or these Taoist priests of Kongmingfang are capable people." The white-clothed marquis responded.

Chen Qingshan sighed and went around, but it was just a fight, but this fight in Chang'an City needed nothing more than a whitewashed reason to block the mouths of the people.

It's the gangsters who start fighting directly, and they are decent people for a reason. And the Taoist priests and Confucian scholars here can be regarded as decent people.

"In this way, it depends on the white-clothed marquis, but what kind of play is it." Chen Qingshan asked.

"You don't have to do any showmanship, each has some people, two wins in three games, and the losing side withdraws from Kongmingfang." Zhao Yuanhai, who was standing next to the white-clothed marquis, replied.

"So, our opponent is the young Confucian of Bailu?" Dao Thirteen and Ah Gou, Qing Shi Niang and a group of Taoist priests walked to Chen Qingshan's side.

These are the thirteenth questions of the Tao.

"Nature." Zhao Yuanhai Dao did not underestimate him because Dao Thirteen did not have any identity.

"Although I am a sword cultivator, I am also a person from this empty Ming Fang." Chen Qingshan asked his final question.

"You are the observer of this empty Mingfang, so naturally you can calculate, if the Taiping Marquis is not afraid of hurting himself, he can act as he wishes, but don't blame Zhao for not reminding him, this sword has no eyes." When Zhao Yuanhai came, he naturally thought that Chen Qingshan would make a move, and even because he paid enough attention to this Chen Qingshan, the head of the White Deer Courtyard also prepared some things.

Just as His Majesty the Holy Emperor said in the Taihe Hall that day, he gave Chen Qingshan the title of Marquis Qingshan, whether Chen Qingshan wanted it or not, he had already put him on the table, and no one in this world would look down on a Marquis of the Tang Dynasty, and to be an opponent with him, it was natural to prepare some means in advance.

"I'm also a rough man, and when I get hurt, I get hurt." This is Chen Qingshan's answer.

The two sides began to discuss the candidates for the competition, and compared to a group of young Confucian students in Bailu, there were not many people available in this Kongming Fang, and they didn't even have a choice, just because there were only three young people in this Kongming Fang: Ah Gou, Chen Qingshan, and Dao Thirteen.

Ah Dog is okay, the martial artist of the Second Realm, and the thirteenth Dao, there is no cultivation, and the battle method of two wins in three games is obviously not fair to Kong Mingfang.

"I'm also a Taoist priest, and if I fight, I won't be able to fight if I don't cultivate, so it doesn't mean that I will lose." These are the words of Dawn 13.

The people of Bailu Academy were obviously prepared in advance, two men and one woman, on the body of one of the handsome men, Chen Qingshan felt the sword qi, this handsome man was obviously also a sword cultivator, this sword cultivator looked at Chen Qingshan's eyes with fighting intent, but not much, more jealousy, because Chen Qingshan was the same age as him, about the same cultivation, and Chen Qingshan was the Hou Ye, but he was not, he only felt that Chen Qingshan was a little lucky, and luck made him jealous.

And this Bailu Sword Cultivation was jealous from the spirit in his heart, and the young man's strength that no one was convinced, so he looked at Chen Qingshan, and there was a provocation in his eyes.

Facing the sword cultivator's provocative gaze, Chen Qingshan smiled, and then chose to ignore it, he is the Marquis of Taiping, and when it comes to identity, he is an elder, and he can't worry about children.

Ah Gou took out a steel knife, this knife is something in the Tang Wushu camp, it is not good, but it is tenacious.

The steel knife slashed on the ground, bringing up sparks, the bluestone slab was broken, and the dog stood with the knife in his hand, with the demeanor of a martial artist: "Please give advice." ”

The male cultivator of the White Deer Academy walked out, bowed to Ah Gou, and saluted Confucianism: "Yang Chen, the early stage of the Second Realm." "Although Bailu Academy is a little unauthentic, it has nothing to say in terms of etiquette.

Yang Chen, a Confucian cultivator in the early stage of the Second Realm, his weapon is also an iron fan, he is half of Zhao Yuanhai's protégé, and he can be regarded as a young handsome.

Ah Gou and Yang Chen gave each other hands, and then put on a posture, Ah Gou's blood surged, and as soon as he stepped on the soles of his feet, he shot towards Yang Chen.

All monks of the same level, and martial arts hand-to-hand combat, generally can not get benefits, Yang Chen naturally knows this principle, under the feet of the breeze, hold it up, move to the side, Confucian cultivators and warlocks in general, can use some of the five elements of magic, but the warlock learned a little complicated, resulting in its magic is also ever-changing, and the law of Confucian cultivation is generally within the five elements, because Confucianism believes that the five elements are the right of heaven and earth.

As for the Taoist, there is only Lei Fa.

Yang Chen's feet moved sideways, and his hands were not idle, he stood up the spirit fan in his hand, and with one finger of one hand, the spirit fan turned cyan, and the five fan bones were separated from the fan, killing Ah Dog from the five directions.

"Ding Ding Ding ......" With a series of crisp sounds, the five fan bones were nailed into the bluestone slab, although the fan bone was small, but the force on it was a little strong, and after Ah Gou blocked it, he also stopped castration.

Ah Gou faintly felt that the fan bone was a little strange, but he couldn't say it, before Ah Gou thought about it, Yang Chen's attack arrived again, Yang Chen recalled the five fan bones, and the other remaining fan bones on the fan also flew out, and then spliced together, forming a fan wheel.

"Go!" As Yang Chen's voice sounded, the fan wheel spun up quickly, and the energy brought up created a ravine in the area where it passed, and at the same time, a fiery red bead appeared in Yang Chen's hand, and the mana poured into it, and a fire snake spit out a letter and drilled out, the fire borrowed the wind, and the wind grew, and the fire snake instantly became larger, more than ten zhang, which was equivalent to the high-rise buildings in Kongmingfang.

The fire snake held the fan wheel and killed Ah Dog directly, Chen Qingshan frowned, this Yang Chen's strength is between Ah Gou and Ah Gou, if Ah Dog is close, he may not be able to kill him.

It's just that there are a lot of treasures in this Yang Chen, whether it is the fire snake bead or the spirit fan, they are all treasures, and Ah Dog only has a steel knife made by the Tang Dynasty.

The fire snake is like a god and a demon, and a dog is like a mortal who challenges the divine power, the fire snake opens its mouth and devours it, and the flame in its mouth is like the underworld.

Ah Gou's robe was ignited by the flames, and then turned to ashes, revealing its strong muscles, and the fire light reflected and turned into bronze, Ah Dog jumped high, and the three zhang sword qi poured down, slashing at the head of the fire snake.

The head of the fiery snake slammed to the ground and turned into flames, and the flames flowed like divine blood at the feet of the dog.

"Tick." There was scarlet blood falling, like a jewel-like sheen.

A shocking wound on the dog's chest was caused by the fan wheel, at the moment when the dog cut off the snake's head, the fan wheel exploded and turned into twelve fan bones, and the dog blocked some, but not all of them.

Ah Gou's eyes were very bright, like a wounded lone wolf, and the blood shed would only stimulate his ferocity, but the steel knife in Ah Gou's hand was no longer the same, first the flame burned, and then it was violently hit again and again, and the steel knife was already deformed.

"Come to war." Ah Gou carried a steel knife and rushed towards Yang Chen, and the twelve fan bones swirled, turning into a spirit fan again in Yang Chen's hands.

Yang Chen didn't hide this time, because he knew that the current Ah Dog was already at the end of the strong crossbow, the spirit fan and the steel knife were connected, and the steel knife forged by mortal iron was instantly shattered, perhaps because the power of Ah Dog was too great, the steel knife was broken very thoroughly, and the largest fragment was only the size of a finger, if the ice crystals fell.

A fan bone fell off from the spirit fan, and when the chest passed through Ah Gou's body, there was a wow, and blood spit out of Ah Gou's mouth.

"It's over." Zhao Yuanhai on the side laughed, in order to let Yang Chen successfully win the first game, Bailu took out a treasure, the fire snake beads, which contained the soul of the fire snake from the five realms, and Yang Chen's spirit fan, which was also quenched poison, this poison cannot kill people, but it can paralyze people's bodies unconsciously.

It's just that Zhao Yuanhai didn't expect that the martial artists of the two realms did not fall, and the sound of madness came from Ah Gou's mouth.

"The sword is gone, it doesn't matter, we martial artists, the most powerful and proudest is the physique!" The blood flowed like an infusion, but the dog's eyes were getting brighter and brighter, and he slowly raised his head, his eyes were tyrannical, his appearance, like a mad dog wandering in the world and not leaving for a long time, before he finished what he wanted to do, it was useless for Lord Yama to come.