Chapter Twenty-Five: The Pavilion in the Sky

"The little worm is good, and it's a bit of a man's blood. Chu Xixi put away the jade piece in his palm and looked at Long Ba Tiandao.

Long Batian straightened his chest a little proudly, and then said with a smile: "How can I compare with Sister Xiaoxi, your majesty just now is directly punching Elder Wu of the criminal law, kicking and lewd two heroes, that is the heroine among women, Xiaopang, right?" Wang Xiaopang nodded hurriedly and said yes.

Chu Xixi listened, stretched out his two fingers, pursed his lips and smiled, and suddenly seemed to think of something, and his white cheeks changed to a worried look again.

Ma Zhufan knew that she was worried about herself, so she hurriedly relieved: "Xiaoxi, it's not in the way, the little brother is going to participate in the competition, not to the battlefield." ”

Chu Xixi hurriedly shook his head, looked at Ma Zhufan with clear eyes and said: "Little brother, you are wrong, this is even more cruel than going to the battlefield, it is normal for the four factions to have the death of participating disciples, and every disciple will go all out, and even fight with his life, because this is related to the fate and future of the sect." ”

"Hmph, I think it's that Wu Yin's bad idea, and then he was embarrassed with Elder Wu and deceived the real person in charge together. Wang Xiaochub, his small eyes were also full of anger.

"Yes, I look like it, this Wu Yin is gloomy all day long, and I don't know how much troubled water is hidden in his stomach. Long Batian also agreed.

Ma Zhufan frowned, then stretched out again, looked up into the distance, and said in a firm tone: "The matter has come to this, there is nothing more to say, I can only go all out to participate in the competition, and the result will only be known by comparison." ”

Chu Xixi looked at Ma Zhufan's expression, and somehow, her heart moved, she stretched out her slender jade finger like a green onion tube and took Ma Zhufan's hand and said, "Little brother, don't worry too much, if we can't beat us, we will surrender, Xiao Xi doesn't want to see little brother hurt." ”

Ma Zhufan turned his head to look at Chu Xixi, put his other hand on the back of Chu Xixi's tender hand, and said, "Xiaoxi, don't worry, the little brother hasn't seen Xiaoxi's sister get married in a phoenix crown, how could she die?" Chu Xixi listened, shook off Ma Zhufan's hand, and ran away with a red face.

The three days were spent in this depressing and tense atmosphere, the Wudi faction hall was very lively, the inner disciples and the outer disciples gathered together, Ma Zhufan and the three inner disciples who participated in the competition stood in the hall, and the head of the real person, Elder Wu, and Elder Chu sat in the middle of the Taishi chair.

Ma Zhufan looked up and circled, remembering the nervousness and uneasiness of standing in the hall three years ago, and sighed in his heart, looking at the portraits of the giant god Pangu looking up to the sky and roaring in the three giant paintings hanging in the main hall, let Ma Zhufan recall the scene when he was impressed by the momentum of the giant god in the chaotic world when he first practiced the overlord decision.

Ma Zhufan looked at the couplet on the stone pillar of the main hall, "Respect the stars, respect the heaven and the earth, fear ghosts, fear demons, and fear the immortals." When I read it three years ago, I only felt that the content of the couplet was very majestic, but now when I read it, it has a different taste, but Ma Zhufan wondered in his heart whether there are really 'ghosts' in this world?

A majestic voice interrupted Ma Zhufan's thoughts, Wu Tiankui stood up from the Taishi's chair, and said loudly: "A hundred years of forbearance, today is going to break out after all, my Wudi faction is not silent, and it will be amazing if it is a sound, Chen Tianyu, Wen Qian, Chu Xixi, Ma Zhufan, you and the other four should go all out to be ashamed of our faction for a hundred years." ”

Ma Zhufan and the other four all clasped their fists and said in unison: "Obey the instructions of the palm, we should work hard and strive to win the championship." ”

Wu Tiankui listened, nodded with satisfaction, and continued: "The morale is good, I don't expect you rabbit cubs to win any crowns, the Wuchen faction is too perverted, you can get me a third place, and the deity will be happy." After Wu Tiankui finished speaking, the disciples in the hall all laughed, and the tense and depressing atmosphere was swept away.

The Wudi faction is in the west of the Wuyu country, and the Wuchen faction is in the east of the Wuyu country, close to the sea, the terrain is superior, and it takes about three days to travel between the two factions.

The early morning sun sprinkled on the official road, the cool breeze blew away a little morning mist, and the chirping of cicadas sounded, 'Dong Dong' about thirty horses galloped past, and the frightened cicadas fluttered their wings and flew, and the first three were Wu Tiankui, the head of the Wudi faction, Elder Wu and Elder Chu.

Ma Zhufan, Long Batian, Wang Xiaopang, and Chu Xixi's horses followed behind, "This head is really in a hurry, the Wuchen faction won't run away, and Miss Ben has missed a lot of beautiful scenery along the way." Chu Xixi rode on the horse and said dissatisfiedly.

"Xiaoxi, the real person in charge is much more nervous than you, go early and get ready. Ma Zhufan replied.

"Hmph, I'm disgusted now when I see the old man Wu who is like a dead mother all day long and has a stinky face. Long Batian was in an unhappy mood and spat in the direction of Elder Wu.

Wang Xiaopang said: "It's disgusting, and Zhu Fan is not prepared to participate in this breaking competition." ”

Ma Zhufan turned his head to look at the two of them and said, "You two can rest assured, I will definitely be safe and sound." ”

On the morning of the fourth day, the Wudi faction rushed to the mountain gate of the Wuchen faction, and there were more than a dozen disciples of the Wuchen faction at the mountain gate who led the horses of the Wudi faction and others to feed the forage, leaving two disciples to lead the way, and Ma Zhufan, who was far away, heard the sound of the sea hitting the cliff.

The air was filled with the faint smell of the sea, and along the way, the two disciples of the Wuchen faction introduced the scene of the Wuchen faction to the head of the Wutiankui sect one by one.

Ma Zhufan saw a majestic and magnificent building suspended in the air above the turbulent sea, from a distance it looks like a pavilion in the air, a white marble arch bridge is connected with the pavilion in the sky, because it is early morning, the sea is filled with water vapor, giving people a hazy thought that it is a white dragon pulling a pavilion in the air to soar on the sea.

The Wudi faction is full of admiration for the ingenious architecture, two Wuchen disciples set foot on the white marble arch bridge, the Wudi faction followed, the arch bridge is carved on both sides of the railing with beautiful patterns, a faint mist wraps the white arch bridge, giving people the illusion of being in a fairyland.

Ma Zhufan curiously leaned on the railing and looked down, below was the cliff, the turquoise sea water continued to hit the cliff edge, and several thick stone pillars were inserted into the cliff to support the arched bridge, Ma Zhufan was also amazed in his heart.

Everyone walked about a tea time, the air pavilion also slowly saw clearly, stepped out of the arched bridge and looked up to see a red gold plaque, the plaque dragon flying phoenix dance with the three words of Dou Da 'Wuchen faction', behind the plaque is a huge martial arts training ground, all with white marble spread on the ground, the martial arts training ground set up a wooden statue about three zhang high.

When everyone approached, they saw the appearance of the wood carving, which was a woman, with deep eyes looking in the direction of the sea, holding a sword in one hand, and putting the other hand on the sideburns of her ear, and the dress fluttering in the wind was also carved vividly.

"This is the head of my ancestor Ziqing, please see, this is carved from authentic rosewood, and it is even more difficult to find such a large wood. One of the disciples who led the way said proudly.

Ma Zhufan carefully looked at the wood carving, and found that its texture was slender and floating, and the changes were endless, especially its deep tone, which appeared stable, generous and beautiful, "It is really the best in the wood, an inch of red sandalwood and an inch of gold!" Ma Zhufan said in his heart.