This time, Su Ting didn't have any interest in watching, and in the entire Wuyang Palace, only he yawned while watching the competition. Su Ting believes that except for the competition between Xuan Feng and Qing Yang, it is worth watching, and the competition of the rest of the people is considered a small fight, and the level of Xuan Feng and Xuan Feng is too different.

For so many years, there seems to be only one person who has not chosen to cultivate swords in Wuyang Palace, and there is a reason why Luo Yi has always targeted Xuanfeng's weapons before, after all, the precedent in this regard is not easy to open.

Unlike Luo Yi, Su Ting had an immature idea, and he didn't want to prevent his disciples from practicing weapons other than swords. After all, for thousands of years, not all the disciples accepted by Wuyang Hall are not all suitable for sword cultivation, and a large part of them are because the sword weapon is not suitable for them, and it is not easy to change weapons and delay their future.

Su Ting admires Xuan Feng very much, and when the entire Wuyang Hall cultivates swords, he can go against the trend and create his own weapon, which is worth encouraging, if Xuan Feng succeeds, Su Ting plans to implement a big plan in Wuyang. But this plan is only in the gestation stage, and it is still far from being implemented. But once this plan is implemented, it will be of great help to the strength of Wuyang Palace.

Mei Xiao and Yi Yi were also watching the game on the stage in the audience, Mei Xiao was absent-minded, just looking at Yi Yi's face in a daze, but Yi Yi looked very seriously, looking at it, a trace of anger appeared on Yi Yi's face, "You Wuyang Hall want to be shameless!"

Mei Xiao was startled, and hurriedly covered Yi Yi's mouth, there were already a few senior brothers nearby who looked over here with unkind eyes, Mei Xiao hurriedly said, "What nonsense?"

Yi Yi broke free of Mei Xiao's hand, looked at the eyes around him, and his voice became quieter, only the two of them could hear it, "The strength of these disciples of your Wuyang Hall who came to the stage to compete on the rivers and lakes is all middle and upper-class, and your master in charge actually said that they are weak?"

Mei Xiao smacked her lips, "It's really not strong, but when did my master say that they were weak?"

Yi Yi said, "Didn't your master say that they didn't dare to come out when there were strong people?

Mei Xiao said, "There's nothing wrong with saying that. ”

Yi Yi pouted, "This kind of strength can be said to be weak, you Wuyang Hall will take a few more strong ones, I will take a look?"

Mei Xiao looked at the two people who were fighting in the ring, although they were all familiar, but they had never heard of their names, and they were only two middle-to-upper disciples in Wuyang Palace. Mei Xiao smiled slightly, "What's the hurry, it's just the beginning now, even if the strength of this class of disciples is not good, it won't be bad to this point." ”

Yi Yi listened to Mei Xiao's words, and almost vomited blood in anger, "Your Wuyang Palace is not rare, give it to us!

Mei Xiao shook his head solemnly, "These people are all arrogant and have experienced the atmosphere of the strong, which one is willing to go to a weak place?"

Mei Xiao shook her head and said very proudly, but she didn't want to look up and face Shang Yiyi's cold eyes that were about to kill, "You say it again?"

Mei Xiao's momentum immediately shortened by half a cut, and said weakly, "No... I...... It's not ......"

Yi Yi's eyes seemed to be about to burst into flames, and he reached out and knocked out a few large bags on Mei Xiao's head, "Isn't it okay to sit well?

Mei Xiao wanted to cry without tears, so she had to say nothing, and honestly accompanied this 'tigress' to watch the competition in the ring quietly.

Yang Xian was also sitting in the audience, he was sitting in a corner where there were few people, but this place could see the two sides of the battle on the stage most clearly, he was watching others use the tricks of the Wuyang Palace, learning from their strengths to supplement his own shortcomings. Yang Xian attached great importance to the various swordsmanship and tricks of Wuyang Palace, after all, the original move left a deep impression on him, and it also helped him resist many strong enemies.

Yang Xian is not the best one, but he wants to be the hardest working one.

At the end of the day's competition, Yi Yi couldn't get enough of it, and he learned a lot in it, but Mei Xiao showed a worried look, the level of this year's senior brothers was a grade worse than when he and Yang Xian participated in the big competition, and the usual first day was also very intense, this time it seemed to be too bland, and there were no outstanding disciples.

After settling down Yi Yi, Mei Xiao walked towards Su Ting's house, and as soon as she walked in the door, Mei Xiao saw Su Ting lying on the bed in the house and falling asleep, Mei Xiao couldn't wake up no matter how she screamed. Although Mei Xiao knew that this big competition would disappoint Su Ting, he didn't think that Su Ting would fall asleep so irresponsibly.

Just as Mei Xiao was about to leave, Su Ting said, "Come back, will I let you go?"

Mei Xiao said innocently, "Aren't you sleeping?

Su Ting: "Yes, come!"

Mei Xiao: "......"

Mei Xiao shook her head, "Don't make trouble!

Su Ting said, "There's nothing to say, if your strength is not good, your strength is not good." ”

Mei Xiao said, "Can't you find a way to improve the strength of the disciples of the Wuyang Palace?"

Su Ting looked at Mei Xiaodao seriously, "You know, we can't stop it, this is the general trend, irreversible." ”

Mei Xiao said a little frustrated, "I didn't care about it, how do you know you can't take care of it?"

Su Ting said, "Do you know how many years this year is the Wuyang Faction?"

Mei Xiao shook her head, "I don't know, it should be more than a thousand years." ”

Su Ting said, "It's been one thousand one hundred and thirty-five years, let me ask you one more question, do you know how many ups and downs the Wuyang Palace has experienced during this thousand two hundred and thirty-five years?"

Mei Xiao shook his head again, "I don't know, I haven't studied the history of Wuyang. ”

In Mei Xiao's view, the present is the most important thing, and the past history is really not worth reviewing, but Su Ting obviously doesn't think so.

Su Ting said, "The Wuyang Sect has declined three times so far, and each time it was only because of a certain amazing disciple at a critical moment that it was relieved, and then sat on the throne of the world's largest sect again. ”

Su Ting looked at Mei Xiao, "On average, every three hundred years, Wuyang Hall will decline again. Now, it's a precursor to decline. ”

Mei Xiao said, "Can't you stop it?"

Su Ting said, "The reason why it will decline is because there are some regulations and systems that are no longer suitable for this era, but with our vision, we can't see that there is any problem in Wuyang now, and we can only solve it when it is completely exposed, so we can't stop it." ”

Mei Xiao nodded, "Understood, how should Wuyang rise after its decline?"

Su Ting shook his head, "I don't know about this, maybe it will rise, maybe it won't." ”

Mei Xiao said, "I want Wuyang to continue to exist, after all, it is my only home." ”

Su Ting said, "Then take in a good apprentice, or give birth to a good son." ”

Mei Xiao looked into Su Ting's eyes and said, "You've already started doing this?"

Su Ting said, "Yes, Wuyang is your home, isn't it my home?"

Mei Xiao looked at Su Ting and was speechless for a long time, he knew that Su Ting's feelings for Wu Yang were no less than his own, if he didn't even try to save him, then Wu Yang was really not saved, but fortunately, there was still hope for revival.

Mei Xiao thought about it, Su Ting pressed the treasure on Yang Xian's body, and the situation that Wuyang was declining was probably Luo Yi also felt it, so ......

Mei Xiao was stunned, could it be that the master and the junior uncle wanted to pass on the position of head to Yang Xian? Shouldn't it be Senior Brother Xuanfeng?

Mei Xiao asked, "Are you going to pass on the position of head to Yang Xian? shouldn't it be Senior Brother Xuanfeng?"

Su Ting glanced at Mei Xiao in surprise, and didn't hide it, "You think a lot, yes, the head and I both think so, Xuan Feng just wants to live comfortably, and he has more than enough to be a master of Shoucheng, but he has no ability to support the crisis alone, and besides, he may not be willing to be the head of the house." ”

Mei Xiao nodded, "Okay, I understand." ”

Su Ting closed her eyes and lay back down, seemingly not wanting to talk to Mei Xiao anymore.

Mei Xiao also retreated with interest, and just arrived at the door, she heard Su Ting's words, "Don't talk about what I talked to you about today!"

Mei Xiao nodded, stayed at Su Ting's door, and walked towards his residence. At this time, it was already night, the moon was in the sky, and almost every star fell in Mei Xiao's eyes, saying that the stars in the sky represented the people on the earth, and he wanted to see his fate and Wuyang's fate from these stars, but he couldn't do it. The best physiognographers and astrologers in history could not predict their own fate.

Fate cannot be seen or touched, but it is affecting you, and perhaps, you are also influencing your own destiny all the time.

Mei Xiao shook her head, she no longer thinks about the future, she can only live for a few decades at most, why worry about what will happen in a few hundred years? These things have to be left to the younger generations to do!

Mei Xiao was walking in the Wuyang Mountains, and bumped into a little disciple who seemed to have just started for a long time, and when the little disciple saw Mei Xiao, he saluted Mei Xiao with fear, "I've seen Uncle Shi!"

Mei Xiao subconsciously helped him up and asked, "Which senior brother are you the apprentice?"

The little disciple said in a crisp voice, "The disciple's master is named Lin Yunxing. ”

Mei Xiao smiled, and unconsciously, she had become an older generation.

Mei Xiao knows this senior brother, this senior brother is nearly ten years older than herself, and his talent back then was also very good, and now he is in his thirties, so it is time to accept an apprentice.

Mei Xiao looked at the little disciple and asked, "What's your name?"

The little disciple was not afraid, neither humble nor arrogant, "Disciple Liu Yang." ”

Mei Xiao smiled at him, "Go ahead, Uncle Shi will go back too." ”

Liu Yang was very polite, "Uncle Shi go slowly!"

Mei Xiao looked at Liu Yang's small but very firm back, and nodded silently, Wuyang's future belongs to them. If Mei Xiao didn't have any confidence in Su Ting's plan before, now he is full of confidence, if there is such a group of junior disciples, are you still worried that Wuyang will not be able to revive in the future?

Although there was really nothing to see in Dabi this time, early the next morning, Mei Xiao and Yi Yi sat in the audience by the ring on time, Yi Yi wanted to watch, but there was no way, Mei Xiao could only accompany him. However, today's competition is not completely without highlights, and the competition between Qingyang and Xuanfeng is a much-anticipated one.

If you want to predict the result, Mei Xiao is more inclined to Qingyang will win, Yang Xian still needs a lot of effort to fight Qingyang at the beginning, and Yang Xian at that time has been able to easily defeat Xuanfeng, so anyone with a discerning eye can see who has a greater chance of winning.

But as long as the competition is not over, the result is not easy to say, and no one knows how much progress the two of them have made in the past six months, so they can't easily judge.

Mei Xiao looked at Qing Yang, and saw a group of senior brothers around him, almost all of whom were congratulating him on winning this big competition, and even some people had already regarded Qing Yang as the leader of this big competition, and Qing Yang also looked complacent, very proud.

Mei Xiao shook his head, now, he no longer thought that Qing Yang would win.