After picking all the firewood with Zhu Yan, Zhou Qing went back to the forest on the mountain alone to fight on the pretext of going to the mountain to pick some fruit.

On weekdays, Zhou Qing also found many excuses to secretly practice martial arts alone.

Zhou Qing knew that his talent was not as good as that of other junior brothers, if it weren't for Mo Wenxiu's painstaking guidance for five years, Zhou Qing would not have the ability he has now.

If it weren't for hard work, even if this martial art wouldn't be wasted, it would sooner or later be surpassed by others!

Zhou Qing thought silently in his heart, and for the rest of the days, he basically sneaked to the mountain to practice martial arts alone.

Half a month has passed in a blink of an eye, and the people of the Huangquan Sect have also come to the foot of Jinzhu Mountain.

"Is this Jinzhumen, it is said that the ancestor of the mountain was the founder of the mountain, but a generation of heroes, there are few opponents in the martial arts. Unexpectedly, after so many years, not only did the Jinzhumen not expand the sect, but only these few mountains remained. ”

Huangquan Sect Seven Evil Vein disciples, Ghost Dao Hu Quan raised his head, looked at the Golden Bamboo Mountain Gate and said.

"Don't be too arrogant in your seven evil veins, although this Golden Bamboo Sect has declined over the years, the martial arts in the sect can still be ranked in the middle and upper in the martial arts.

If your disciples lose, don't be afraid that we will laugh at you. ”

Huang Shanyou, the ghost shadow in the four ghost veins, said lightly, and then he raised his steps and walked towards the Pingshi Mountain Road.

"It is said that the purple and golden bamboo shoots in the Golden Bamboo Gate are excellent nourishing things, and I don't know if we can ask for some with the Golden Bamboo Gate this time. ”

Some Demon Sect disciples discussed softly.

"The purple bamboo shoots are just delicious, who said that there is any nourishing effect. It's all spread by the people in the rivers and lakes outside, these are all nonsense, let's come this time, and if we win, we want to borrow the golden sword to observe once.

This is a divine weapon, but the ancestor of the Golden Bamboo Gate holds this divine weapon, and he doesn't know how many demons and two masters he has killed.

Although our Huangquan Sect has not yet established a sect for a few years, some of the elders today are also quite afraid of the prestige of this Jinyi Sword. ”

Hu Quan was about to continue, but he saw a group of Jinzhumen disciples coming in front of him.

Those who came were some second-generation disciples led by Wu Mojiao.

After Hu Quan saw Wu Mojiao, his eyes immediately became solemn. After all, Wu Mojiao's martial arts are enough to rank in the top five under a few uncles in the entire Jinzhumen.

On weekdays, the disciples in the sect also have great respect for Wu Mojiao. He was born with a strong man's prestige, even if he did not show the slightest momentum of using force, people couldn't help but pay attention to him.

"In Xia Wu Mojiao, I heard that all the friends of the Huangquan Sect came to worship the mountain, and who else did Wu invite to come!"

Wu Mojiao hugged his fists at the people of the Huangquan Sect very casually, after all, the other party was not good, and his identity was not a righteous person.

But if you only talk about the rules of people who practice martial arts, they still have to be treated.

"Hmph, isn't the shelf small!"

That Hu Quan said it directly, which made the disciples of the Golden Bamboo Sect can't help but stop.

"Keep walking!"

Wu Mojiao glanced at the disciples beside him, and these disciples immediately lowered their heads.

This walked through two mountains and came to the foot of the main peak. On weekdays, this place is used as a ring for martial arts, and under today's arrangement, it has been used to deal with the Huangquan Sect to worship the mountain.

"Today's hour has passed, everyone, if you don't mind, you can live in our Golden Bamboo Gate for a day, and wait until tomorrow to come back to compete, can you?"

Wu Mojiao asked at Hu Quan and Huang Shanyou, who were in the lead.

"I, a member of the Demon Sect, don't pay attention to these red tapes. Friend, if you disciples need some time to prepare, we can wait a little longer today.

But don't take too long, lest these ignorant grandsons behind me think that your Golden Bamboo Sect is afraid of losing at the hands of our Demon Sect!"

After Huang Shanyou said this, Hu Quan and the other Demon Sect disciples all laughed.

"Hahahaha, Brother Huang, don't say that, the three-shaped fist of Jinzhumen has three extremely domineering fist techniques: crane, turtle, and bear, and my thunderous palm may be difficult to deal with!"

"Don't say that, this Golden Bamboo Gate has a lot of martial arts, it's just because of the door rules. It is said that its golden bamboo swordsmanship is also the first-class martial arts in the martial arts, if it is displayed by this generation of disciples, maybe three or two swords will make your head fall to the ground!"

"I'm afraid not, although the Golden Bamboo Sword Technique is strong, in the First Battle of the River Valley a few years ago, I didn't hear that any disciple of the Golden Bamboo Sect had killed a person with this Golden Bamboo Sword Technique.

Tut-tut...... This prestige in the hands of the founding patriarch of Jinzhumen back then may have completely abandoned these juniors. ”

Many people from the Demon Sect began to make mockery, which made Na Wu Mojiao's face very ugly. But this place is the territory of Jinzhumen, and if they hurt people because of these few words, it would be too ungraceful.

"Today's worship of the mountain is a major event for you and my Jinzhumen. My Jinzhu Sect disciple has made a little preparation, and I will immediately come down to compete with you Huangquan Sect disciples!"

After Wu Mojiao left this sentence, he called a few disciples to run towards Nanfeng.

Zhou Qing, who was still chopping firewood on the mountain, was originally going to finish the task at hand, so he secretly hid in the forest to practice martial arts. But when he got up, Zhu Yan ran up.

"Senior Brother Qin Zhou, the people of the Huangquan Sect are here, and today all the disciples of our Nanfeng went down the mountain to watch the matter of worshipping the mountain.

This is the first time that our Nanfeng disciples have competed in martial arts with that outsider, and if we miss today, we don't know when we will go. ”

Zhu Yan said excitedly.

However, Zhou Qing didn't care about this matter. In his eyes, this demon sect had nothing to do with him, and if there was a real conflict, the conflict between him and the disciples in the sect would come faster.

Although Zhou Qing didn't have much interest in this matter, since it was a martial arts competition, he still had to go and take a look.

When the two of them ran down the mountain, many of the disciples had already looked for the news and walked towards the bottom of the mountain.

Not long after, Zhou Qing was in the sea of people and saw the faces of many people.

Among them, Situ Lie and Huang Daner are also among them.

"Senior Brother Gao Liang!"

After Zhou Qing saw Gao Liang, he immediately stepped forward and greeted Gao Liang.

"Senior Brother Qin Zhou!"

After Gao Liang heard Zhou Qing call him, he also reacted immediately.

"Senior Brother Gao Liang, I wonder if Senior Brother Wen Bingxiang has also come down the mountain?"

After hearing Zhou Qing mention Wen Bing's appearance, Gao Liang couldn't help but bow his head.

"Fortunately, as long as your senior brother Wen Bingxiang is well fed, his life will naturally not be too bad. It's just that not long after you went to the Eleventh Peak, he mentioned you to me every day. ”

Zhou Qing smiled slightly, hearing that Wen Bing was fine, he was naturally much more relieved.