Jiang Ming forcibly used two Xuanwu Crack Slashes in a short period of time, although his cultivation at this time was greatly improved, but this move was too weird, every time he cast it, the Xuanwu Shadow seemed to have endless holes waiting for him to feed, and every time he greedily drained his whole body Yuan power.

I really don't know if this trick will work in the end, and he himself will be completely reduced to the sacrifice of that Xuanwu.

By the time Jiang Ming woke up, it was already the afternoon of the seventh day.

Warm golden sunlight shines through the window lattice and sprinkles on Jiang Ming's thin cheeks.

Feeling the warm breath, he slowly opened his eyes.

It was still a big fat face that came into view, Jiang Ming's eyes turned, and he was in a good mood. Just about to joke with the little fat man. Suddenly, there was a person sitting next to the bed.

The man was dressed in a moon-white robe, his beard was gray, and he was stroking his beard and smiling at Jiang Ming with interest. He looks like a loving elder among ordinary people.

"Master, Master, you're back from old age..."Jiang Ming, who was still a little weak, slowly sat up and bowed on the bed.

Zhang Ruoyu helped him up and motioned for him to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Jiang Ming, according to the old man, although the exercise you used a few days ago is strong, it also has huge flaws. In the future, it is better to use less than a last resort. Zhang Ruoyu looked thoughtful, as if he hadn't figured it out.

"Yes, Master, the disciple knows his mistake. Let the master worry..."Jiang Ming stood up, lowered his head and clasped his hands, looking like a good child.

Zhang Ruoyu is his benefactor and an elder he respects, Jiang Ming, who has been lonely since he was a child, has regarded him as a family member like Lao Luo, so he respects him very much.

"Okay kid, sit down. ”

"In Zhang's life, there are only these three disciples of you, you are my children and grandchildren, and I won't tell you that Zhang is also a fatherless and motherless person, just like the two of you. In the future, if there are any more people who bully others, you can kill them! If you can't even protect your own disciples, you'll be a teacher in vain..."Zhang Ruoyu patted Jiang Ming on the shoulder. He has a diluted temperament, and he is a good person, but he also has a reverse scale that others can't touch.

When Jiang Ming heard this, his eyes were slightly red with emotion, and tears came out of his eyes.

Since he can remember, he has only shed countless blood and sweat, not a single tear. Only when he was in this situation did he know that crying was such a beautiful and intoxicating feeling...

The faint salty taste on his face mixed with the sourness on the tip of his nose, as well as the warmth and emotion in his chest, made Jiang Ming just want to immerse himself in this feeling that he had never felt before, and he didn't want to wake up for a long time.

"Okay, how old are you, this fat is still here, do you want to be embarrassed?!" The little fat man jumped out again and kicked Jiang Ming hard.

Zhang Ruoyu looked at the two children kindly, smiled and shook his head.

After a while, I only heard him say: "Children, it will be this year's competition in the near future, and there is your ring, especially you Jiang Ming, prepare well, although there are few people in my Yuqing Peak, I never live behind." Zhang Ruoyu still had a kind face, and there was no wave in the ancient well, but this sentence made Jiang Ming's heart surge.

"I must let them know how powerful my Yuqing Peak is... Let Master not regret accepting me as a disciple. Jiang Ming's eyes were resolute and secretly determined.

The little fat man on the side didn't take his elbow against him seriously, with a cheap smile on his face, and his eyebrows were raised...

Jiang Ming made eye contact with him, and the two of them had a good heart. Jiang Ming immediately wiped his face and couldn't help but laugh.

"You two boys!alas!" Zhang Ruoyu saw the performance of the two, and his eyes tightened. Then he sighed coldly, stood up and walked out of the house.

"Congratulations to Master..." Jiang Ming and the little fat man almost arched their hands to the ground, and the two of them lowered their heads until they were sure that the master was far away, and then they jumped out of the house like two hens chased by wild foxes. Go count the villains in the corner...

"There are more than thirty days left...... How can you live this day..."After a while, Jiang Ming and the little fat man repeatedly counted the villain in the corner twice, and lay on the ground helplessly and sighed again and again.

There is still more than a month before the competition will begin, which also shows that the senior sister they have been thinking about for a long time may not come back for at least a month...

The two turned their grief and anger into strength, and in order to kill time, they fought fiercely in the yard every day, making the entire backyard flying sand and rocks every day, and becoming more and more dilapidated. The dozens of blood elements that had surged in Jiang Ming's body were more condensed in his diligence day after day. He has been able to manipulate the Yuan Force one meter away from himself.

The little fat man suppressed his own cultivation and accompanied Jiang Ming to fight. His small fat body seemed to have inexhaustible strength, and every time Jiang Ming was exhausted and lay on the ground gasping for breath, the little fat man always held his hands leisurely and sneered on the side. The hated Jiang Ming's teeth itched.

"Senior brother, Ah No, fat master, may I ask what kind of cultivation you are old for?" Jiang Ming got up early in the morning, and was abused by the little fat man again, lying on the ground and gnawing on a mouthful of mud.

"Hmph, hum, you kid finally succumbed? are you going to ask? It's a few days later than I guessed, and it's kind of kind. The little fat man clasped his hands and sneered.

"Do you want to talk about the realm, the peak of the Shinto realm, do you want to talk about cultivation... It's hard to say... One or two people from the Lingtai Realm, I don't care about it yet..."The little fat man spit out the straw in his mouth, making a lonely look of a master.

"I'll you... Ah, senior brother, then what do you think are the strongest disciples who participated in the competition this time?" Jiang Ming couldn't wait to press the fat face of the little fat man to the ground and rub it, but he couldn't beat others. Half of the scolding was changed to asking for advice.

The little fat man glanced at him, pouted, and said, "Although Wei Wuji, Gongsun Sheng, Senior Sister and I are already former disciples, we are also the same generation as you, and we may have to have a fight this year, and we are a group of previous ones." But if these of you ask us for advice this year, we will naturally accompany you, but the main thing is the competition between your disciples, in my opinion, there are three people who are most likely to win the championship this year and become a new generation of big disciples, one is your boy. There is also that Han Chu, Qin Feng of Taiqing Mountain, and the last one is the grandson Long'er of the Bing family... , as for those who don't know, maybe there are, Jixia Mountain, Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, there will be one or two dark horses every year... However, it is said that many people will participate in the competition this year. In the past, they were very few. ”

"Senior brother, do you mean that every year at the competition meeting, the strongest person in each sect will get the title of 'senior brother'? Then the senior brother of our Taoist family in the past few years has always been Wei Wuji, doesn't it mean that you have been losing to him all the time...?" Jiang Ming ignored the affirmation revealed to him in the little fat man's words, and stared at him defiantly.

"Fart! Lao Tzu was only five years old last year, and my sister and I had never participated in it before, but this year is a special case for Master!"

"Wei Wuji is a senior brother of the Daomen... Gongsun Sheng is the elder brother of the military family... Did the Buddhists have any big disciples in previous years?" Jiang Ming had 100,000 questions in his mind.

"The people of the Buddhist family, every year the boss of the three peaks will come to watch the ceremony, but they don't advocate this kind of fight, every year they just come to the meaning, but the method of Buddhism, another way, different from Taoism and soldiers, their cultivation, no one dares to underestimate. Especially the Buddha Gate Formation, it's a headache..."The little fat man explained impatiently, as if he didn't have a good impression of the Buddha Country in Jixia.