Yangzhou has a lot of fun, Wang Chong walked for a long time, he found one of the most famous restaurants, asked for a few wines, drank a few glasses of wine, remembered the last time he met the master in the restaurant, his own master has great skills, riding a bull freely, elegant and fairy, I can't help but feel good, secretly said: "One day, I will also cultivate such a skill, to play the world, to be happy." ”

He was secretly swearing on this side, when he suddenly heard someone riding a horse in the street, and the pedestrians were startled to run away.

"Is this a ranger?"

Wang Chong has not much experience in walking the rivers and lakes, and has only stayed in Tianxinguan, the flue people, Mount Emei and Chengdu Mansion, and he has really never seen a few heroes and heroes in the rivers and lakes.

Several people galloping on horses, both men and women, all in strong suits, with a bow on the left and a sword on the right, are heroic and cool, and have a good character.

These men were very skilled in riding, and their mounts were very good, and they did not collide with pedestrians on the street, and although they caused panic among pedestrians, nothing tragic happened.

A handsome-looking young man suddenly looked up, saw the restaurant in front of him, and laughed, "I'm going to have lunch here today." ”

He flew off his horse, shook the reins with his hand, and wrapped them around a big tree, and the reins strangled the horse to a long neigh, and it was only after a while that all four hooves hit the ground, and white air spewed wildly from his nostrils.

A young girl said angrily: "Twelve Lang just don't care for horses! A good pomegranate red, give you a few more rides, I'm afraid it will be wasted, next time you will change a horse!"

The young man who was called Twelve Lang smiled and said nothing, but his face was quite colorful, and he was obviously quite proud of his riding skills.

A group of young men and women went to the restaurant and went to the private room, although some people thought that it was quite strange for Wang Chong to be a child eating and drinking alone, but they only glanced at it a few times and did not come to make things difficult.

Wang Chong was curious about the origin of these young men and women, but he didn't ask the guys, these people seemed to be quite powerful, but he was afraid that the guys would sell him first, so he naturally had other ways to inquire about the news.

Wang Chong secretly pinched the magic trick and quietly opened the trick of the mystery, and a dark snake came out, coiled in the air for a while, and then drilled into the wall.

The dark snake has the ability to hide, and ordinary people can't see it, even in the public, Wang Chong is not worried about being spied on.

The snake burrowed into the wall, snaking in the wall for a while, and then got into the private room, and in the wall due east, a plate was in the east, and the demonic power worked, passing on the conversation between these young men and women, and it went straight to Wang Chong's ears.

These young men and women all have some in-law relationships, mainly from two large families, one surnamed Yang and the other surnamed Cao, both of whom are famous martial arts families.

The twelve langs of the Cao family are called Cao Pi.

Since he was a child, he likes to learn martial arts, not only to learn ancestral martial arts, but also to spend a lot of money at home, inviting countless good players to teach martial arts at home.

Cao Pi learned hundreds of martial arts, but he was still not satisfied, and he asked for help, and the central people said that he agreed, and finally got the approval of Jin Yuanzong, the master of Sanxiang martial arts, and promised to accept him as an apprentice, and taught him a skill.

Therefore, although he is young, he is already profound in martial arts, and he is righteous and squandered money on weekdays, and has the reputation of Xiao Meng, and he is a famous chivalrous young man in Yangzhou.

The twelve langs of the Cao family made an appointment with someone today to discuss the sword, so they brought their relatives and friends here, one to watch the battle, and the other to cheer.

Wang Chong listened to it for a while, and suddenly felt bored, so he took the snake back, how could he, a person who learned the Tao, look down on these ordinary people who learned martial arts?

Today, there are always hundreds of large and small monastic sects at home and abroad, but at least ninety percent of the monastic sects are far away, even if ordinary people take a boat, it is difficult to find the traces of immortals, and the sects in the sea are also closed doors, covered by large arrays, even if ordinary people know the direction, they will not be able to find it in their lifetime.

As for the strange people in the game, ordinary people will never bump into one in their lives, and only those who have been in the rivers and lakes for a long time can occasionally meet.

The world wants to ask immortals to ask for Taoist generations, but there is really a generation of organic fate, when it is one in billions of billions, so there is a sentence: "Immortals are in the ethereal, even if you climb the mountain and don't see the mountain!"

For example, Cao Pi, the twelfth lang of the Cao family, didn't want to learn the Tao, but he didn't have a way, so he could only retreat and go to worship a martial arts master.

Wang Chong raised his glass in his hand, no longer caring about those young men and women, thinking about his own affairs, and said in his heart: "My senior brother doesn't know what he thinks, he actually rejected the master's crossing, and is willing to be an ordinary man, isn't it too loyal to the king?"

Ling Sur kindly went to Duhua apprentice, but was rejected twice, so he was naturally angry, and he couldn't blame this beggar king.

Wang Chong drank the wine in the cup in one gulp, and suddenly had a thought, and secretly thought: "He wants to be a senior brother when he starts, and his class is above me, where is there such a good thing? Maybe the Dao passed down by the master will be passed down by him before me, or even only the senior brother, not the junior brother......

"Although the master said that he couldn't cross the senior brother, let me be a little monk for a year. But what is the big deal about being a little monk for a year? Wouldn't it be a great benefit to be punished a little bit, so that this senior brother will be cut off from entry, and there will be one less person to compete?"

The master imparts spells, first to the senior brother, then to the junior brother, and even not to the apprentices at the back of the class, which is not unique to the Demon Sect, and the Righteous Path Sect also has such rules.

For example, Emei, Yin Dingxiu's ancestors are also quite biased, Xuanji, Baiyun, Xuande, these apprentices have obtained the true inheritance, and Xuanhe is only worthy of making up the number, looking at the true law of the master, but he can't be taught.

Otherwise, there would not be a story of Xuanye Daoist rebelling out of Emei, and taking away the five junior disciples and their own apprentices, and setting up another mountain gate.

As soon as Wang Chong's mind turned, he made a decision and secretly planned how to act.

"This can't be bad because of me, I have to make a lot of efforts, but ...... aroused the disgust of this senior brother, and he refused to learn from his teacher even if he died, everything was the sin of this senior brother's greed for red dust. ”

Wang Chongchao thought about his thoughts, and looked a little stunned, a scholar holding a folding fan and wearing a white sweat towel on his head, hurriedly walked upstairs, and glanced at this child who was alone at the table, slightly strange, but because he had an appointment with someone, he didn't have time to meddle in things, and went straight into the private room.

The scholar had only just entered the private room when he heard the sound of passionate arguments coming from inside.

Wang Chong had already taken back the Dark Snake, and he was impatient to eavesdrop on it again, but suddenly a name came to his ears.

Twelve Lang Cao Pi was full of anger, and his voice came out of the private room, shouting: "Situ Depei, I want to see it, your Wanli Fenghou Sword!" Immediately after that, there was the sound of swords clanging, and obviously the two of them also started to move.