On the day of screening the elites of the martial arts competition, Xiao Shifeng specially came to the sidelines early, and Xiao Tiantu sat beside him to explain to Xiao Shifeng.

At the same time, there are all the generations of disciples of the Nine Xuanmen who came early. Among these generations of disciples, there are many who are in their thirties and forties, but there are also many young talents like Murong Qi's generation, all of them are dressed in white, handsome or resolute, or easy-going or gentle, and the first feeling given to people is that these people are all upright men and gentlemen.

There were 33 disciples of this generation, and they were arranged to stand around the martial arts platform, waiting for those junior disciples to come.

Xiao Shifeng pointed to a middle-aged man who was not far from them and turned his back to him and said, "I think this person is the oldest of these generations. ”

"Yes, if I'm not mistaken, his name is Mu San, and he is a big disciple of Xuanxu Zhenren who sat down and closed the door. When we went up to this Taiqing Mountain, he was the only generation of disciples in the sect. ”

Xiao Shifeng said thoughtfully: "In this way, in the past twenty years or so, Jiuxuanmen has not been idle for a moment, digging materials everywhere that can be made, and has become the thirty-three closed disciples today." ”

"Sort of. ”

Xiao Shifeng said again: "In this world, there must be no sect like Jiuxuanmen, which accepts disciples with tolerance, but most of the teachings and mental methods and superficial swordsmanship are allowed to be self-taught. Those gifted disciples who closed the door instead came from behind and became the pillars of the sect. ”

Xiao Tiantu said with a smile: "Maybe this is the reason why Jiuxuanmen has always been prosperous and standing tall in its long history. The heads of the past dynasties are all among the best figures in the martial arts of the rivers and lakes, which shows that their talents are selected from many people. ”

Xiao Shifeng asked: "This Jianghu martial arts, when it comes to the disciples of the Nine Xuanmen, they all praise that little sword saint Murong Qi. But the other disciples, martial arts should not be weak, why don't you seem to have never mentioned it?"

Xiao Tiantu replied: "If Jiuxuanmen has to talk about the masters of the rivers and lakes, not to mention these first-generation disciples, that is, among the second-generation disciples, such as Chen Wen and Yu Zhengbei, they are also the best among their peers. In fact, Your Majesty thought about it carefully, in the list of Qingzhu heroes more than ten years ago, only Xuanqing Zhenren was on the list in the Nine Xuanmen, but at that time, the three real people in the door, Xuankong, Xuanwen, and Xuanxu, were actually in the top ten, and now this relatively young Xuanyi is in charge, if it is placed more than ten years ago, it is enough to be compared with the top ten. ”

Xiao Tiantu paused, and then said: "The minister thought that it was the Qingzhusheng who wrote the list, and he was afraid that Jiuxuanmen would be too popular and attract the attention of the imperial court, so he downplayed these people, in fact, among these generations of disciples, Murong Qi should only be a representative, not to mention that these people have been practicing martial arts on the mountain all year round, and have never gone down the mountain, nor have they ever touched outsiders, so they are not well-known, and it is reasonable." ”

Xiao Shifeng bowed slightly, what Xiao Tiantu said couldn't be more obvious.

Xiao Tiantu mentioned the green bamboo sheng, and Xiao Shifeng remembered something: "By the way, where do you say this green bamboo student, where does he live, and who does he show his face, how come all dynasties and dynasties have this character, but they can't see his true face of Lushan?"

Xiao Tiantu also shook his head: "This person has a lot of stories, but there is no description of his appearance, only those illusory experiences. Perhaps, this Qingzhusheng is just an ordinary writer who lives in the market and has passed down the martial arts pen and ink from generation to generation. He has been in the market all the year round, heard the stories of the rivers and lakes, and then compiled a book by himself, guessing the level of martial arts, and over time, it has become an interest. ”

Xiao Shifeng said happily: "Your guess, saying that such a mysterious character as Qingzhusheng is no different from the people in the market, I think you are the real market." ”

The two smiled similarly, and in the martial arts arena, the disciples who had been selected for signing up yesterday had also entered the arena.

Not far away, Yi Wentong also fell to a big tree next to the martial arts training ground.

After Yi Wentong fell, he only felt a tremble under his feet, it turned out that on the trunk opposite the big tree, another person came up, and this person was Yang Feng.

Yang Feng didn't pay attention at first, but he felt that someone was looking at him, and he found Yi Wentong.

Yang Feng was a little embarrassed, and cautiously bowed his hand and said, "Uncle Thief, you are also here." ”

Yi Wentong nodded politely, then stopped paying attention to Yang Feng, and looked condescendingly at the center of the martial arts training ground.

I only listened to the voice of Namu Sanxiong and said, "Senior brothers and sisters, it is rare for our teachers and brothers to hold such a martial arts competition, and we can show our strengths. However, the sword is ruthless, I hope that all of you brothers and sisters can point to the end, and do not hurt the friendship of the same family. ”

This instruction was originally given when they signed up yesterday, but they were afraid that these junior brothers and sisters would be immature, so they would give it another instruction today. ”

"Yes!" In the martial arts training ground, the neat rows stood still, and these disciples responded in unison.

"Then let's start, in pairs of two, don't give in to each other, and the point is over. As soon as Mu San's words fell, those who were originally standing closer jumped out of the way.

The competition began, and hundreds of people fought each other in the field.

Yang Feng was condescending, and when he saw this scene, he screamed wowly, but Yi Wentong was not surprised, his light skills were still used like this.

Before an average of three moves, a generation of disciple Zhang Liangyou suddenly made a light effort and snatched the long sword from the hand of one of the disciples nearby. The disciple hung his head lonely, his opponent also put away his sword, stepped forward and patted his shoulder to comfort, and then the two left the martial arts arena together, and went above to salute Zhang Liangyou, Zhang Liangyou returned the salute, and the two disappeared into the crowd of other brothers and sisters who came to watch not far away.

The one who has just been robbed of the sword is the losing side, and the one who has not been robbed of the sword is the winning side, and tomorrow he will come to the real martial arts tournament.

Before the five moves were made, more than ten first-generation disciples had already been dispatched, and seven or eight first-generation disciples had handed over two swords in a row, and the winners and losers were like the two of them, and they all stepped forward to salute before leaving.

Xiao Shifeng couldn't help but stand up as well, not the front mansion to see the excitement.

Prince Xiao Zaimin also stood quietly aside at this time, accompanying Xiao Shifeng to watch the competition. Xiao Shifeng temporarily asked people to call Xiao Zaimin, otherwise Xiao Zaimin has been reviewing the study of sages in the past few days.

On the martial arts training ground, the number of people gradually became scarce, and in the end, there were eight teams left, which were still inseparable.

Tang Xiaoxiao and An Ziyu both quickly defeated each other, but Long Xiaoyuan became one of the sixteen people.

Long Xiaoyuan's opponent is a third-generation disciple, who is burly, but he is extremely flexible, and his long sword swordsmanship is like a storm, very sharp. However, Long Xiaoyuan has been guided by Yu Pianpian in recent years, and his swordsmanship has been improving day by day, seeing that these two people are not winning or losing, but it is obvious that Long Xiaoyuan has less in his body, Yang Feng can't help but pinch a cold sweat.