On the high slope on the south side of the valley, the boy sat on the grass, the noon sun was shining, and the warm back, hoping for the back of the distant clouds, passed through the wooden house of the station, and merged into the dense crowd of stands.

The five rings in the center of the valley are so small, like five dishes on the table, like a feast, all the powder and ink are just dishes. The boy suddenly came up with this idea, yes, it was a feast, but who was the one who pushed the cup and the spoon?

When you don't know where your opponent is, you don't know what your opponent is thinking, and you can be restless. Now that I know the Yew tomorrow's action arrangement, I can't help but feel a big sense of peace in my heart.

Thinking about these days, there is almost no time to be idle, running back and forth every day, dealing with killers, laying out the academy, rescuing the little sister, teaching disciples, killing Jinyang, tracking Yew, peeking through the void, looking for treasures, fighting Zhiwu with tongues, fighting Huiwen, annexing the Nine Shadows, socializing with friends, competing for Hui'an, and competing on stage...... One by one, one after another, without the slightest respite, it was exhausted.

After a day and a half, the boy lay on the soft grass with his back facing the sky, watching the white clouds flowing in the blue sky unconsciously sleepy and fell asleep......

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It was a bustling town, and the boy walked aimlessly with the bustling flow of people, looking at the rows of shops, and came to a shop with a sign of 'Dahong Rice Shop', and saw a strange thing: the owner who was sitting on the chair in front of the rice shop suddenly stood up and hurriedly walked into the rice shop, scattered half of the rice on the ground, and ordered the shopkeeper to sweep it up and put it in a corner of the rice shop.

Why is that? The boy stopped and watched from a short distance.

Soon I saw a beggar in scruffy clothes, with unkempt hair and beard, and a dirty face, staggering through the crowd, begging with a huge broken bowl in his hand.

The beggar passed by, the rice shop owner beckoned, called out to the beggar, poured the rice in the dustpan into the broken bowl, waved his hand in disgust, the beggar stared at a pair of cloudy and confused eyes, and actually performed a standard Confucian disciple's greeting ceremony, and then walked away tremblingly, glanced at the young man next to him before leaving, and smiled stupidly.

The young man was curious, looked at the back of the crowd and asked the owner of the rice shop, "May I ask the boss, since you are helping the beggar, why don't you give him clean rice?" ”

"Young man, what do you know, don't get in the way here if you don't buy rice, let's go, go!" the boss said impatiently.

The boy was bored and left in a daze.

On the second day, the boy came to the street again, hid diagonally opposite the rice shop, and saw that the owner of the rice shop was still sitting at the door basking in the sun, and the beggar in the distance staggered again.

The same thing happened again. The beggar took the rice and still made a disciple salute. Yesterday, the beggar did not leave immediately, looking around, with a confused face. When he found out where the boy was hiding, he smiled stupidly and staggered away.

Curious, the boy got up and followed the beggar to see where the beggar lived and how he ate the bowl of raw rice mixed with dirt.

Suddenly the wind blew fiercely, the sand flew away, and this town, which was still lively and prosperous just now, was blown clean by the wind like wind and sand, and I watched the beggar stretch out his hand to himself, and it was blown away by the wind, like smoke...

The boy suddenly woke up, the sun was already in the west, he had been sleeping on the grass for two hours, the dream just now was so strange, suddenly felt that the beggar was very familiar, but very strange, the boy shook his head. What does the rice shop, the owner, the beggar, represent? Is that a hint of the future?

Hey, it's rare to be free, don't bother, and stop thinking about that dream.

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The afternoon sunlight is more comfortable, looking at the white clouds wandering in the sky, I suddenly remembered a sentence: life is like a cloud, even if you rely on a high place, you can't help yourself.

I have come to this world, should I be a cloud and go with the flow, or should I be the wind and try to change the fate of the cloud?

Or, sit back and watch the situation change and become an outsider?

... ...

I really don't want to get up! How good it would be if Xue'er was there, Xue'er has been away for more than 20 days, I don't know how she is doing? If he and Gong Yuanfeng are temporarily reconciled, Gong Yuanfeng should not be embarrassed for Xue'er, and when this matter is over, he will go to Nanhua Palace, and say that he will invite her back, even if he kneels in front of the old witch's tablet.

I don't know what Brother Murong is like? I've been busy lately, and Brother Murong's wedding ceremony has also been missed, I originally hoped that he could also participate in this competition, but I didn't expect that Nanhua Palace only symbolically sent a team to participate, and its strength was almost the weakest one among the immortals.

Sniffed the fragrance of the grass deeply, and then stretched a big lazy waist, let's be the floating clouds in the sky first, the boy sat up, looked at the field, the competition was still going on, but the competition could not arouse much interest in the young man.

In the morning, he faced a shaman, and the result was that before the shaman's spell was finished, he was held to his throat by a sword, and he swallowed the second half of the long spell back.

Guan Hongshuo is even more of a cow, stretching his bow and arrows, aiming at the other party, the other party is a physical cultivator, and he doesn't even have the courage to draw a sword, maybe he has heard of the deeds of the young marshal Guan on the opposite side who once killed eight hundred by himself.

The best is Zhang Ming, the other party didn't even go to the ring, he directly abstained, and no one had the courage to go down against the first sword in Qingcheng.

Sometimes, the world is really for the strong, and the weak can only find their own sense of existence in the corners that the strong can't take care of.

This ring is the stage of the strong, such a one-sided competition occupies most of the afternoon game, and there is no longer waiting for the scene of the weak counterattack, the first game of the first day and the second day of the South District is already a classic in the competition!

It's hard to surpass a classic.

After a long day of leisure, the young man felt refreshed, took a thatch in his mouth, and walked down the mountain.

The boy's actions attracted the attention of the north stands, and it was very obvious that a person wandering around the empty green carpet hillside was very conspicuous.

The gaze of the north stand aroused the curiosity of the other stands, and everyone turned their heads to the south slope.

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"This kid is missing when he has nothing to do, it turns out that he is alone and leisurely. Zhang Mingming said indignantly to Guan Hongshuo, who was also dissatisfied.

"That's it, take me and show him the field, hide yourself, and see how to clean him up when you come back. ”

"What do you two know, what is Brother Tianxu scheming, Confucianism is thriving these days, and he has been brilliant on the field again and again, do you think this is something that people who take care of themselves can do? I see that the two of you are only staring at such a little thing in front of you, how can you have Brother Xu's great mind. Miao Lichen said leisurely.

"Ahem, little brat, what benefits does Li Tianxu give you, you help him talk like this. Zhang Mingming raised his hand to fight as he spoke, and saw Miao Lichen pointing down, but his hand couldn't fall in mid-air.

Yes, the two looked at each other, one looked at the shoes on their feet, the other looked at the bows and arrows beside them, and they stopped talking.

Guan Hongshuo stood up and made a chopping motion with the bow in his hand, and everyone in the Confucian Sect immediately looked awe-inspiring and continued to rehearse the Nine Palaces Gathering Spirit Formation.

Guan Hongshuo's actions attracted Zhang Ming's disdain, and then he couldn't help it, and smiled with Miao Lichen.

The boring competition, the audience lost the interest of yesterday.

Finally, the first stage of the first round of elimination of the competition is over, the audience is relieved, from tomorrow will usher in more and more intense, the fight between the real strong, the first competition, most people are reserved, the real magic means, to be revealed in the later competition, that is the real competition that the audience is really looking forward to.

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Tonight, Shen Chengyue held a celebration banquet for his younger brother Qiuyang to pass the first level, and made a special trip to Xiayang City in the afternoon, made a lot of purchases, and hired a car to pull it back to the valley. The meeting was held on a high hill away from the campsite, and a relatively flat place was found, and everyone moved and took what they took, put on fine wine and dishes, and set up a bonfire. This time, all the friends came, and specially invited Shi Xuefeng and Le Zhengfeng, and the two of them came happily, without twisting, and they were extremely free and easy.

Due to the arrival of the two disciples of Tianshan, Shen Chengyue's sensitive words will not be said, the main meaning is that the confrontation will start tomorrow with high intensity, and there will be competitions every day for those who are promoted, for three consecutive days, and at that time there will be no mood to drink, because according to the grouping situation, Nie Xiaoshuang will meet Feng Ziqing, and Lei Zhen will meet Guan Hongshuo.

"Sooner or later, you will encounter it, you can't get into the top ten, everything is nonsense. Besides, we are not the highest cultivation in the group, and the disciples of the Ancient Immortal Sect don't take us seriously. Zhong Wenchuan of the Xuanjin Realm said, and then said to Shi Xuefeng and Le Zhengfeng with some apologies: "I didn't mean you, Xuefeng is quite a general today, Zhong Mou admires it!"

"The disciples of the Ancient Immortal Sect do have their own dignity and pride, in fact, we are also very pitiful, far away from the world, with one mind to practice, how can it be like you who are traveling all over the world, and you can often get together, friends are righteous and enviable. "Le Zhengfeng is also a manifestation of the suffering of the disciples of the Ancient Immortal Sect.

"It's not a bad thing to meet it sooner, I don't have anything to worry about now, my mood is a lot calmer, by the way, Senior Brother Qiuyang, do you have any other tricks. Shi Xuefeng said disapprovingly.

Shen Qiuyang muttered, "Senior Brother Xuefeng, it's actually nothing..."

"Yes, Xuefeng, you are really wronged! You were defeated in the hands of such a low-level monk, we are not worth it for you!" A voice came from afar, interrupting Shen Qiuyang's words.

Everyone was startled, and turned around at the same time, only Li Tianxu did not look back, shook his head slightly, and his eyes revealed banter.

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I saw five people coming from the bottom of the slope, it turned out that the five disciples of Kunlun Mountain, it was none other than Xia Shan who spoke just now.

"It turns out to be the senior brothers of Kunlun Mountain, please come and sit down. Shen Chengyue is good at grasping the overall situation and dealing with interpersonal relationships, and when he sees that the other party is not good at this moment, he immediately eases the relationship.

"Hmph, don't come to this set, your brother slapped our Ancient Immortal Gate in the face, Tianshan Gate can swallow its anger, but our Kunlun Mountain can't!" Xia Shan was aggressive.

Shi Xuefeng stood up and said: "Senior Brother Xia, this Senior Brother Qiuyang is only thirteen years old, he can enter the Tao with pleasure, and he is also an upright Confucian disciple, if I am at the age of Senior Brother Qiuyang, I am afraid that I will lose even more." Besides, this is me communicating with Senior Brother Qiuyang, you are a disciple of the Kunlun Great Sect, why bother with things. ”

"Haha, ridiculous, in vain you are still a disciple of Tianshan Mountain, the face of the Tianshan Sword Casting Gate has been lost by you, the dignified Tianshan Sword Casting Sword Gate was shattered by a monk in the early stage of foundation building, I see that the signboard of the Tianshan Sword Casting Gate is going to be smashed in your hand!"

"You......"Shi Xue was speechless.

"Bad luck, I was originally stolen for half a day, and I didn't want to be disturbed by your guys. Aren't you just here to find fault and fight? If you want to fight, just say, look for me, this incident was started because of our Confucian disciples, and it is reasonable for us Confucianists to bear it, so what about Kunlun Mountain? But relying on the signboard of your ancestors in Kunlun Mountain, you can suppress people with power and be despised by the people of the world!" Li Tianxu, who had always turned his back to the disciples of Kunlun Mountain, replied lazily.

"Okay, sharp-eyed and sharp-mouthed, Li Tianxu, didn't you kill four Yuan Babies?"

"Hehe, do you think you can win the meteor without a shadow butterfly flying? Ignorant maniac, Qiuyang, it's that summer mountain, I'll leave it to you! Throw me down the mountain! Save yourself from making noise here and disturb your uncle's interest in drinking!"

Everyone didn't understand for a while, what, it may still be possible for you Li Tianxu to do it, how can you let your apprentice do it, it is a fluke to win Shi Xuefeng today, how can you fight against the Yuanying Realm monk?

"What?

"Obey the master's orders!" Qiuyang replied cleanly, the master was humiliated, and the disciple should swear to defend the dignity of the master.

"It's up to you——?"

As soon as Qiu Yang beckoned, the incense burner and the clear spring appeared out of thin air, and they were even a few points faster than the average monk's sword.

"Ignorance!" Xia Shan immediately recited the spell, and the magic in his hand was decided, and the space was imprisoned!