Ethics are often obedient and immediately see that they will perish; if virtue is not matched, there will be disaster.

If Xiang Loulan knew that his trial would be announced in public, he might not have told such a big lie in the illusion, but all the assumptions were just a whimper of hatred, and after winning the first place in the second level, instead of being respected, the Chaochang Xiang clan was isolated.

The likes and dislikes of young people always seem so direct, Xiang Loulan, who originally had a good reputation, has become a second-rate martial artist with a very heavy business atmosphere, and if the sons of the family don't step on a few words when they get together, it seems that something is missing, how can there be the demeanor of the eighth wealthy family in Longzhou.

On the contrary, Longxi and his entourage became a real upstart, and the news of Nong Zhaoxian's friendship with Tang Luo spread far and wide, and many families also came to Longxi Courtyard to say goodbye.

The sons of the family who didn't dare to bother Tang Luo rashly hit Xiao Ziyu, Li Xuanba and even Cui Haoran with their ideas, they were all family Tianjiao of the same age, and it was inevitable that a sense of pity arose for them, and after the disbandment of the bamboo forest, several other members of Longxi were invited to a party elsewhere.

And Tang Luo still stayed in the room, writing something on the desk, sometimes stopping to think about it, frowning, sometimes crumpling most of the white paper into a ball and throwing it into the basket, since the dissolution of the bamboo forest, he has been in this state of contemplation.

As for the few gold-embroidered invitations on the table, they didn't attract any attention from him, and he was engrossed in the solution of the mystical empowerment.

Although he comforted Xu Laoying and said that as long as he waited for the rabbit, such a passive way was no different from waiting for death, Tang Luo did not think that Xiao Zhengtai could rely on his martial arts cognition or tenacity to defeat Yankong's Zen thoughts, after all, the gap between the fifteen-year-old family Tianjiao and the supreme Buddha of Zhongzhou Buddha was too big.

The trouble with the empowerment is that the meditation goes deep into the sea of knowledge, and there are also the blessings of the Buddha's will, even with Tang Luo's martial arts attainments, he finds it very tricky.

Dozens of versions of the plan have been overturned, and as long as the design is deep enough to potentially harm Xiao Zhengtai's knowledge, it can only be overturned and find another way, which makes the progress of the research even more sluggish.

After the waste paper ball filled the entire bamboo basket, a knock on the door sounded.

"Captain, it's time to assemble. ”

Tang Luo, who was writing on the desk, heard a hurried knock on the door, raised his head and looked out the window, it was already early morning, and replied in a loud voice: "This is coming." ”

Shaking the paper full of plans on the table and the paper balls in the bamboo building into crumbs, Tang Luo stood up and pushed the door out, and Xiao Ziyu and the three of them stood at the door with a smell of alcohol.

"Although it doesn't matter if a martial artist with a unified spirit doesn't sleep for a few days, but today is the assessment of the third level, and you still have to recuperate. ”

Glancing at Cui Haoran, who was the last drunk among the three, Tang Luo sighed, stretched out his hand and patted the other party's shoulder and said: "I know that you are sad in your heart, but in the martial arts game, no one can win forever, and those who claim to never admit defeat will all end up in a fiasco; ”

"Wandering is not a way after all, with your qualifications, the future is promising, it's just a defeat, don't give up. ”

After all, it is the son of a family who has grown up smoothly, this may be the first time Cui Haoran has faced such a huge failure, many Tianjiao is because he can't pass his own level, and he can't regain his martial arts after a slump, Tang Luo is very worried about Cui Haoran, but this comfort obviously did not open the hearts of the team members.

The young man's eyes were red, and he didn't know if he was too tired because of the wine, he looked at Tang Luo and said miserably: "Do I still have a future?"

A Longzhou Youth Martial Arts Conference, not all the sons of the family who come to participate in the competition can have something to gain, there are always only a few people standing on the top of the pyramid, only when they really come out, will they find that there are many monsters in Longzhou alone.

The talent that he originally thought was vertical and horizontal became a complete joke after coming to Wusheng Mountain, and even the most proud spiritual skills were people who could crush him here.

Why would he make a desperate effort to pray for the Divine Seal, it is because he has seen too many talents, he doesn't want to be pulled down from afar, in order to completely get the Four Imperial Divine Seals, he does not hesitate to spend his essence blood, and the palm spirit envoy guards who sneak attack the altar, those consumed essence blood are all real martial arts foundations, and the Four Imperial Divine Seals that can allow him to ascend to the sky in one step are just mirrors.

In this painful situation, the other three people on the same team, one made it to the top fifty, and the other two monsters were in the top ten.

Under this kind of pressure, Cui Haoran collapsed, he couldn't catch up with the originally, and he shook his foundation, what kind of martial arts do he cultivate, drink bars, and be happy.

Anyway, I can't catch up with my hard work for a lifetime, as long as I don't work hard, how happy I am!

Cui Haoran laughed miserably: "Captain, don't worry about me, I have no hope, you can do it yourself, okay?"

Li Xuanba was silent, Xiao Ziyu was silent, the two had found out that Cui Haoran was wrong at the banquet yesterday, originally just thought that his teammates were in a bad mood for losing the second level, but now they found that Cui Haoran had the idea of giving up martial arts.

Tang Luo listened to Cui Haoran's humble request, and wanted to scold him with a scraper, but in the end he just stretched out his hand, pinched it on his shoulders, and said with relatively serious eyes: "You can be strong, don't be strong, you can admit defeat, but don't accept fate, life is very long, the world is very big, except for giving up, nothing can really defeat you!"

Cui Haoran lost his mind for a while, he really wanted to give up just now, because he felt that he couldn't even catch up with Li Xuanba, but after listening to Tang Luo's words, he felt that maybe he could try, in case of a miracle in the future.

There are always countless moments in life when you want to give up, and if you are weak and give in at that time, you will give up.

But if someone can give you a word of encouragement, someone can pat you on the shoulder, give you a hug, tell you to try again, don't give up in a hurry.

Maybe that's another story, you can give up at any time, and only by persevering can you see a different scenery.

After comforting Cui Hao, the Longxi team climbed to the top of Mount Meru in silence all the way, and flew back to Bifang Mountain with Luan.

The trial venue of the last level of the Longzhou Youth Martial Arts Conference was actually in the Divine Fire Hall of Bifang Mountain.

The huge hall is divided into small rooms with ranks, which contain the four treasures of pen, ink, paper, inkstone, and study, as well as a thick catalogue of secret arts, and a thick white paper.

The hundred arbitrators who had appeared in the Quartet stood in the aisle next to the small room as if to supervise, and above the main hall were several characters similar to the chief examiner, in addition to the crane-haired and white-eyed Grandmaster Wei and the courteous Grandmaster Chen, there was also an old man with kind eyebrows and fairy eyes and bones in the middle.