It's three years.

Everything seemed to be peaceful, except for a few small things that were trivial to the entire world.

There was a small disturbance in Wuji Jingtianmen, Mu Nianying collapsed the high wall of Wuji Jingtianmen and fought hard, but he was taken down without having a chance to vent his dissatisfaction. Tong Hu pleaded, and although Mu Nianying didn't appreciate it, the Council of Elders spared his life. In the end, Mu Nianying was driven out of the Wuji Jingtianmen and was never allowed to enter Zhu Ziguo.

In a fit of rage, Mu Nianying took refuge in the Tianxia Society.

However, no one sympathizes with him, and he will not be sympathized with because of his lust. What's more, he took refuge in the Tianxia Association when he left the world.

The Tianxia Society is the most important enemy of the Wuji Jingtianmen. Since the Tianxia Guild undeclared war against Wujimen in Tongyun Mountain, sporadic battles have been ignited, and there have been large-scale battles between the two sides from time to time, with casualties. But because the people in the world are more mixed, there are always more people in the world who will die.

The disciples of Wuji Jingtianmen are actually mainly martial arts cultivation outside the country, except for some small forces to collect protection fees and occasionally rob, most of them are in the arena to earn bonuses. Originally, there was no need for much conflict between the church and the Tianxia Society, so the conflict only occurred from time to time, but it did not rise to the state of all-out war.

Everyone understands in their hearts that since the previous conflict in Tongyun Mountain, the world will not be able to bargain, it means that it is impossible to swallow the Wuji Jingtianmen. Neither side has ever shown real strength, and they are accumulating strength, constantly testing each other, and waiting for opportunities.

At this time, it will reflect the advantage of the Infinite Heavenly Gate - there is no lack of battle.

Wuji Jingtianmen has always been based on the operation of the martial arts arena, and no matter whether there is a dispute or not, it will maintain a very high chance of actual combat every day. Although the number of disciples has remained at about 1,500, the overall strength has been continuously improving in recent years. Under pressure, the Wuji Jing Heavenly Gate's investment in the use of Xuantie by its disciples has also increased significantly.

This leads to someone's complaints.

"What? broken again?" Tong Hu lay on the sun-scorched stone steps. Crossing his legs and not wanting to move, "The general subtle cracks will disappear by themselves in a few months." Let's go back!"

The young man sneered: "But I have already sucked the aura in the Xuanjia dry. ”

"Spit it out!"

"What's the nonsense, Xuantie doesn't need you!" An Qingming took out a piece of Xuantie of more than forty catties from his arms, "How about it, I won! ”

Tong Hu shook the broken shoes on his feet, threw them high into the sky, and clamped the holes in the shoes with his toes, and said lazily: "Your Kunlun Hall's Xuanjia is not all the same!

"Don't talk nonsense! The young master's cultivation has been refined again, and the circuit must be strengthened!" An Qingming pointed at Tong Hu aggressively, "Do you owe it?" Do you want a master or a senior sister?"

Tong Hu sighed twice. If you want a master or a senior sister, you can say this kind of thing out loud? You are really improving!

A certain sword spirit sighed: "Master, there is no point in you playing with mouth cannons." ”

The heavenly box is open, and the auspicious light tentacles are like clouds and morning light poking out. The boy activated the dark iron, wrapped his body, and the auspicious light tentacles struck randomly.

The Xuanjia was formed, An Qingming moved with satisfaction, and then snorted coldly at Tong Hu: "Toast and don't eat and drink!"

Looking at the young man who walked away, Tong Hu's fingers trembled, is this the attitude towards the master?

Yan Ziyu's sigh came from behind him: "I knew that you were mixed like this now......"

"You didn't follow me in the first place?"

"I should have taken all your property in the first place!" Yan Ziyu looked regretful.

Now Tong Hu's net worth has been cleaned up by Kunlun Hall. He also has to act as a handyman, getting up early in the morning to sweep the school grounds, going to Kunlun Hall in the afternoon to order Mao, and rushing out of the Wuji Jingtianmen at night as if fleeing. shrank to Yan Ziyu's house.

This is still the result of a long-term struggle, that night, Bai Feng, Fighting, and Crazy Bear returned to the dormitory to sleep, and suddenly saw Kunlun Tianlongying lying on the bed. Looking at them with cold eyes, the dormitory was domineering, and he immediately fled in fright. For two months, I didn't dare to go back to the house to sleep, and I made a bunk in the Yaksha Palace.

Tong Hu is even more miserable. When she first saw Tong Hu, Yan Ziyu was angry, where did she die?

A closer look showed that Tong Hu was so thin that his skin and bones were covered with bones, and his armor was shaking all over his body. The true qi is on the verge of exhaustion, and the primordial spirit is prostration, and the soul is about to lose possession. Long Ying sleeps in the bed, Tong Hu can only shrink the corner of the wall, this is not a problem, the problem is that day and night you need to resist the monstrous anger emanating from Long Ying's body with domineering energy, I don't know when Long Ying snorted coldly at him, there will be a coercion impact.

Yan Ziyu looked at it for a long time before she dared to confirm from the fierce and ferocious gaze in the eye hole of the Xuanjia that it was Tong Hu, not a certain Qi San who had come to take advantage.

However, it didn't take long for Tong Hu to regain his physical strength. In order to avoid Long Ying, Tong Hu rushed to apply for an assignment mission as if he was fleeing, which made Elder Sun and Elder Jing develop a problem, that is, they kept smiling when they saw Tong Hu.

Especially in the past six months, in Zhu Ziguo's martial arts arena, Tong Hu seems to have become a brand-new legend.

In the Qinglou, a foreign prostitute was busy eating breakfast, and suddenly heard someone talking at the door.

"Have you heard? There is a field for Tong Hu this afternoon!

"What? So what are we doing here? Hurry up and grab the ticket!"

"Uncle, will you take me there?" the girl's voice said.

"You're so beautiful! That ticket is more expensive than your overnight fee here!"

The Qinglou was already busy with the sound of people wearing pants to pay the bill and leaving, accompanied by the dissatisfaction and resentment of the "stingy ghosts" of the girls in the yard.

"Slow down!" said the bustard happily.

Every time it comes to such a time, the number of prostitutes who are in bed and paying their debts decreases greatly, and they are all in a hurry to go to the ticket office of the martial arts arena to grab tickets, so that they can rest early.

A prostitute hurriedly pulled up his pants and asked, "Why did they go to grab tickets?"

"It's a good fight. Tong Hu was cruel...... "The old bustard looked at the clothes of the prostitute, "Oh, you are an outsider, I don't know what to do, Tong Hu ended up fighting in Xuanjia, the bounty is high, Xuanjia is broken Bao Xiu, and if you win, you can get the Tiger Xuanjia!"

The prostitute's eyes widened: "Tiger style?"

"The Tiger Xuanjia is better in our Zhu Ziguo than the Xuanjia in the chemical workshop, Wujimen Golden Signboard! No matter what sect you are, as long as you win in the day's session, you can get the Tiger Xuanjia tailored for you by Tong Hu. But because Brother Tiger is very casual, he may temporarily intervene one day, so now the masters who have signed up for our Zhu Ziguo Martial Arts Arena are full every day!"

Speaking of a martial artist who looked like a master, he had already rushed out with a strong wind, shouting frantically: "Nima, I want to protest, I won't be able to get out of the game fourteen times!"

Someone on the street laughed: "You have nothing to do with the tiger!"

The fist wind shook, the tiles flew into the sky, and the street was already clanging and fighting.

The old bustard pouted, even at this level, he dared to covet the tiger style, and it was your fate that he didn't meet the child tiger. Suddenly, another young prostitute who had spent the night hurriedly asked, "Tong Hu will be there, right? Ha, my luck is too good!"

The old bustard's eyes are flowered, and the gourd head of the head is protruding? Is this a gourd flower on the head?

The Zhuzi Guoda Martial Arts Arena is now divided into four entrances and eight ticket offices, and it is crowded with people every morning. Half of them bought tickets, and half of them signed up for the next day's martial arts tournament, and they often squeezed and squeezed into fights. Many people who can't afford to buy tickets and look down on martial arts matches have nothing to do here to watch the excitement, and many people are already addicted, resulting in the teahouse on the street here is very lively.

Tong Hu wore rag shoes, his clothes were as rotten as sacks, and when he walked on the street with an empty bowl, someone would throw money into it from time to time.

A certain sword spirit sighed: "Master, what kind of mentality do you have?"

Tong Hu said: "I am feeling the warmth of goodness and true feelings in the world!"

A richly dressed young warrior rode a tall horse, saw Tong Hu, casually threw a piece of silver into Tong Hu's bowl, and said disdainfully: "Don't be an eyesore in the middle of the road!"

There was a woman next to him who was surprised: "Brother Long, what are you doing with so much food for a person?"

Brother Long said proudly: "You just have poor observation, you see that the one who asks for food, although the clothes are very bad and old, but it was originally a very valuable clothes! It shows that this guy was also from a very good family before he fell down, and most of them lost his family by eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling." So I give more than others, so that he can re-appreciate the weight of silver!"

The woman sighed: "I see, Brother Long, you are so kind!"

"Don't say this word, the word kindness is an insult to us Xuantian Sect, and it is synonymous with weakness......"

Suddenly, the silver flew back like a meteor and hit Brother Long in the face, directly knocking people off the horse's back and fainting. The woman exclaimed, Tong Hu threw the bowl, grass your uncle, and smashed Lao Tzu's bowl.

A certain sword spirit was already laughing so hard that his stomach hurt.

Tong Hu suddenly sighed, and there seemed to be a commotion in the square in front of the martial arts arena. A group of warriors in the arena rushed out to maintain order, and the crowd dispersed, revealing a gourd head on the ground that had been beaten with a blue nose and swollen face.

Tong Hu frowned, this gourd head is so familiar?

The machine spirit thousand birds reminded: "Master, it is the gourd fairy of Tongyun Mountain. (To be continued......)