The small world ban in the Jingya Pavilion was suddenly withdrawn, and Ren Pingsheng could see the ripples of the qi that suddenly fluctuated. It's just that this kind of magical power unique to a qi practitioner can't do it, and he can't even get started. Finding an opportunity to enter the Dao and practice qi is not his idea for a day or two, but every mountain sect is secretive about its own cultivation method, even if it is a descendant disciple who has entered the ancestral hall, it is difficult to get the true inheritance before the sect has accumulated enough character merits.

So Ren Pingsheng just thought about it, it was impossible for him to commit to Taoism, let alone become an immortal master of a certain sect.

The cultivation of the Sorrowful Heaven Sword Dao, no matter how many mountains and rivers are restored, and there are many obstacles, he can only rush to the black one way without hitting the south wall and not looking back.

Even if he hits the south wall, will he have to turn back?

The look of admiration flashed in his eyes, although he immediately returned to indifference, he didn't escape Pang Jingran's confused little eyes, and asked bluntly: "Why did you open the Fire Mansion, but you are not a qi practitioner?"

Ren Pingsheng told the truth, "In a hurry, I killed a Yajiang Divine Beast, and I didn't want to die, but that guy spit out the demon pill temporarily, and it happened to fall into my mouth." A spirit is swallowed, and you can't spit it out if you want to, so it's just natural. ”

Dabai is not here, such a face-saving thing, stealing the details is not a big problem. Anyway, this fat man is a golden pill, so I will kill a Linyuan demon cultivator as an ordinary man, and I still respect the genus of ancient divine beasts.

For a Jindan monk, if he does not have the exclusive supernatural power of this Dao, it is still quite difficult to isolate a heaven and earth, and his own spiritual energy consumption is extremely high. So this is also why after the business is hurriedly talked, Pang Jingran can't wait to remove the heaven and earth ban.

Pang Jingran shook his head, he didn't question his nonsense, but said with a serious expression, "Fortunately, you are still practicing swords, and it seems that the sword qi accumulated on your body is extremely abundant." Otherwise, the blue true fire in the Fire Mansion can burn your other four Qi Mansions that have not yet opened the door to ruins. ”

"What will the result be?" Ren Pingsheng actually didn't think so, but since the other party mentioned it, he just naturally asked more.

"The jade is burning. Pang Jingran said lightly, "With your small body, there should be no scum left at this time." ”

Ren Pingsheng was dumbfounded, and subconsciously licked his dry lips.

Fortunately, over the years, no matter what, I have never slackened off in sword practice!

"Want to practice?" Pang Jingran looked at him with a smile in his small eyes and said, "I heard that you have a good relationship with Slender Horse Mountain, why don't you join Wang Dazhen's disciple?" You must know that even just becoming a registered disciple of Xiqiao Mountain is something that all the people in the world dream of cultivating embryos. ”

Ren Pingsheng shook his head and said calmly, "It's just an ordinary Jianghu gathering with him, it's just a favor for each other." ”

Pang Jingran looked stunned, "With Wang Taizhong, one of the seven sons of Xiqiao Mountain, do each other a favor?"

It's really hard to explain, but Ren Pingsheng nodded, his expression firm.

"But you haven't answered my previous question. Pang Jingran seemed to be determined to break the casserole and ask to the end.

"The sect on the mountain, forget it. Ren Pingsheng said lightly, "The Tao is different, and they don't conspire with each other." ”

Fat Jiao Xi nodded lightly, and said a secret that was actually not a secret, "My body cultivation is based on the number of techniques, and I am not good at building my own Qi Mansion, let alone your own Fire Mansion that is already burning the sky and refining the day." Therefore, I will not offer ugliness, but the master has a style of speaking, and he plans to find three or four disciples among the students of the Taoist Academy. As for how to choose, he didn't say, just left the word "fate". I also intentionally or unintentionally gave some hints, the so-called casual fate may not only be the fate between you and the master himself, or your own fate. It's ......"

Pang Jingran wanted to speak and stopped, Ren Pingsheng, who had already been tickled, hurriedly asked, "And what?"

Pang Jingran pondered for a moment, looked hesitant, and finally said frankly, "I'm not very clear, but there are a small number of people who guess what the master meant, and they are asking the disciple to be able to find out the natural existence of this Dao Academy. Everyone is looking for it, but they can't get started. ”

"A chance, three or four disciples?" Ren Pingsheng wondered.

Pang Jingran shook his head and said nothing, with a puzzled expression.

Until he left Mr.'s mansion, Ren Pingsheng never said that the infinite pendant was in the hands of an ally. Now that this mission has been in his hands, there is no need to let the "old man" who has been ashamed for hundreds of years continue to be uneasy, or act rashly and cause accidents.

He didn't even ask Pang Jingran how he lost which Wuji Pendant, if this matter was easy to say, it is estimated that the other party would have already told him frankly.

A sect has carried the burden for thousands of years, so let the family unload it.

Besides, since the Wuji Pendant should belong to him, Ren Pingsheng will not be polite to Jin Ao, as for whether the hidden secrets should be explored, let it be. No one told me what to do, so why should I ask for myself.

After making up my mind, it was much easier to walk back to the school. Yuzai Yuzai passed by the door of a senior lecture hall and was attracted by the noisy place where it was crowded. Dozens of students surrounded the inner and outer three floors, disturbing one after another, and their faces were full of laughter that had nothing to do with themselves.

Ren Pingsheng had no interest in the excitement, but he was surprised to find that even Lei Zhenyu, who had always been proud, was actually in the crowd of onlookers, although his face was cold, and he felt like he stood out from the crowd. But the latter's eyes full of enthusiasm and excitement still made Ren Pingsheng quite strange.

It turned out that the small open space surrounded by everyone, no more than a few feet in circumference, and no one could move away, but now there was a tall and big guy, like a ghost, punching like the wind, and kept beckoning to a thin old man in a Confucian shirt.

Strange to say, the old man just stood there straight, not bending his knees, but his body kept moving slowly, like a thing floating on the water, and like a cloud flying in the void. What's even more infuriating is that the old gentleman has been saying something in his mouth, and he is talking in the young man's ear, buzzing, like a fly that can't be driven away no matter how violent you are.

The big young man was only interested in punching. The fists that rained down were not touching half of the old man's clothes.

Obviously, he hit it, but found that his fist touched it, and there was nothing.

The figure of the old man was obviously in front, but suddenly behind, and there was no trace of movement and flickering during the period. It seems that no matter where he is, it is natural and unobtrusive.

In the past few years of Ren Pingsheng's life, he has seen all kinds of opponents, the immortal family on the mountain, the worldly martial artist, the killer of the twelve-story building, the madman of the West Moraine, and even the ten thousand enemies of the soldier family who will not easily appear in the peaceful world, and also saw the disciple of the Taoist Academy Chang An show his skills in the last battle of Yaoshan.

However, such a mysterious and mysterious method like the old man in the field is unheard of in Ren Pingsheng!

That young man, regardless of his physical moves, is undoubtedly a martial artist with a high realm. For a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young man, with the physique and skills of the three realms of martial arts, as long as he does not meet a proud son of heaven like Lei Zhenyu, or a famous family in a state like Rongliuren, no matter where he is placed, he can be regarded as a talented martial arts wizard.

Shen Gongjie, who is never too big to see the excitement, was squeezed into the crowd, and from time to time explained a thing or two to the stunned new students around him. This fallen horse city has a famous stubborn man who fools the dead and does not lose his life, his voice is not loud, his eyebrows are dancing between his words, and in a moment, the new students gathered around him are already crowded. These young men and women, looking at the brocade-clothed senior, were full of admiration and admiration. Especially for those young girls who are just beginning to fall in love, their eyes are a little more complicated. It seems that the old and the young who are fighting in the field are actually nothing to look at, but this erudite, handsome and golden senior is more exciting to explain.

In fact, Ren Pingsheng, who was squeezed out of the crowd, was also puzzled by the mysterious scene in the field. He listened intently to Shen Gongjie's rhetorical subtle words, angry and funny.

That guy didn't say anything.

What kind of attraction and qi, falling into a circle, and treating the body of others with the way of others are all ambiguous statements. Whenever someone asks questions, Shen Gongjie will most likely continue to talk at length, circling the listener around, and he can't get around, and then wake up the person in his dream.

This kind of mysterious and mysterious thing can only be understood, not spoken, and you will know it when the time comes.

"Who is this old gentleman?"

Shen Gongjie frowned, and said impatiently, "Didn't I say it earlier, the ...... in the rivers and lakes?"

Shen Gongjie suddenly turned his head and looked at the junior brother who appeared beside him silently. Dressed in a green shirt and carrying a sword case.

Good guys, such a dense crowd, I didn't even feel anything unusual on my own.

Shen Gongjie's expression suddenly softened, and he said with a smile, "Which fat teacher called you?" must have asked another question about the eight strange things in the guli, and then blew people out with a look of stepping on shit. ”

Ren Pingsheng didn't answer directly, and asked rhetorically, "You have also suffered this kind of thing?"

Shen Gongjie said with disdain on his face, "That guy is a madman, and many of his classmates were beaten like this by him when they first arrived." ”

He patted Ren Pingsheng on the shoulder and comforted, "Don't worry, in fact, ordinary people, that guy doesn't mess with him." Over the years, it has been proved that the people who have been damaged by Mr. Pang are the best in each session. Or a gifted person. It's also annoying, your senior brother Shen's eyes on people are a little poisonous to the point that he has no friends, you kid, I knew at first glance that it wasn't an ordinary person. ”

"I know, Class B. Ren Pingsheng smiled, unwilling to dwell on this topic with him. As Shen Gongjie said before, you will know when the time comes.

Maybe from now on, no one in the new students of Fangliang Dao Academy will have the privilege of seeing the tricky questions of that fat teacher.

"You haven't answered my question yet. Ren Pingsheng reminded.

Shen Gongjie smiled, and pointed with his chin to the thin old man who was still slowly swimming in the field, "The world's rivers and lakes are unique, the pine crane is clear, Xuan, sword, scripture, and martial arts." It is said that it is talking about the worldly rivers and lakes, which is relative to the immortal family on the mountain. In fact, these so-called four unique characters are all Dacheng people who have at least one foot on the road to heaven. There are four people in the world, the dragon sees the head but not the tail, and very few people outside know it, and two of them are hidden in the Fangliang Dao Courtyard. ”

Ren Pingsheng looked at each other, with an expression on his face, can he not sell Guan Zi if he is so familiar.

Shen Gongjie continued to point to the field with his chin and said, "Gu Songling, Mr. Gu, Songye, is the one in the field." Ling Yinhui calls himself a smoke-and-rain person, and his fellow people in the rivers and lakes will call him a smoke-and-rain fairy, a fairy sword, and wipe out the injustices in the world. Take its homonym as a crane. In the rivers and lakes, there should be a lot of people who know the true face of this scattered immortal, but they are all dead. ”

Speaking of this, Shen Gongjie's expression was strange, and he vaguely seemed to have some kind of excitement and fear for the rest of his life.

"What's wrong?" Ren Pingsheng said curiously, "Could it be that this Mr. Crane is also in the Taoist Academy?"

Shen Gongjie shook his head and said word by word, "I suspect that I have seen this Mr. Crane." ”

The head of the sons of a city leader should be a head taller than Ren Pingsheng because he was nourished since he was a child; the latter had to stand on tiptoe to pat the other party's shoulder without any obstacles, and comforted, "If you don't die in a great disaster, you will have a blessing in the future!"

Shen Gongjie nodded, without explaining too much, and continued, "Lin Daoqing, it should be the first gentleman in your Class C Class B to attend class today." Qing also, with millions of classics hidden in the chest into the Tao, its attainments in the Tao, shocking the past and the present. ”

"The last one, the ranger Pang Ziping, has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for hundreds of years and has never met an opponent. Legend has it that the huge man even asked the fist iron liuyi a hundred years ago. It's just that legends are legends after all, and no monk or martial artist alive today has ever seen that pinnacle battle. Some people say that Pang Ziping was seriously injured and disappeared, and he should have found a place with beautiful mountains and rivers to bury his bones; some people say that the two did not win or lose in the end, and each had injuries, but neither of them fell into the realm, Tieliuyi Gu Wannian was one of the three religions in the world after all, and finally dominated people, so that the huge hero made a heavy oath and never set foot in the rivers and lakes. The last statement, which is also the most believable, is that Pang Ziping actually defeated Gu Wannian, but after all, the other party's background is too deep, and in order to avoid future troubles, the huge man finally showed mercy to his subordinates. But as a result, not only Gu Wannian was angry about this, but even his allies in the Northern Wilderness City Soldiers, and even the master behind it, the Hongmeng Mountain Temple, secretly issued a hunt and kill order, so that Pang Ziping had nowhere to stay, so he had to go to the Nanjian Hanhai. It is also said that he went to the Arctic Ice Plain and hid in the Glass Palace of the Demon Sect. ”

"In short, Songhe Qingping has four uniques, and now there are only three uniques left that are still walking around in the rivers and lakes. ”

Shen Gongjie sighed, this son, who has always been cynical, is rarely a little depressed.

Ren Pingsheng looked at the field, and the grappling without suspense had subsided.

The stout young man was lying on the ground, blood oozing from his nostrils and mouth, gasping for air.

He was not beaten down, he was tired.

The old gentleman Gu Songling, with a gentle smile, bent down slightly, and continued to nag the young man lying on the ground.

Ren Pingsheng had a big head for a while.

Our Class C and Class B will not have this old gentleman's class!