Xuanzhen Daoist paused and continued: "As long as the martial arts competition is a disciple of the sect, no matter who you are, you can go up to compete, the opponent can choose by yourself, and those ordinary disciples can choose to compete on the stage or not go on stage to just watch the excitement, but the closed disciples in the sect must go up to compete and accept the challenge of the other party, that is to say, if Zhang Ji wants to compete with you by name, you must also fight." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ“

After Xie Xuan listened to the words of Xuan Zhen Daoist, he immediately became interested, this martial arts competition sounded like a ring competition in the rivers and lakes! Xie Xuan had seen a ring competition in the city before, and there were many masters among them. Every time I go back to the city lord's mansion to host the ring competition, there are people coming and going on the street, and there is an endless stream of outsiders who have heard from other places, and the day is like a festival. In the end, the person standing in the ring can get a huge bonus from the City Lord's Mansion, but in this competition in the Chongyang faction, I am afraid that there is no bonus, but the thought of that passionate shout is enough to make his blood boil.

"Then Master, does the person who wins in the end have any money to take?" Xie Xuan was thinking about it, and Sima Mo on the side spoke first.

"You stinky boy, you still want silver, you better think about how to save your life first!" Xuan Zhen Daoist glanced at Sima Mo and said: "Don't think that the teacher doesn't listen to things outside the window, Zhang Jiao and you have always been at odds with the teacher, but because of the rules of the sect, he doesn't dare to tear his face with you, but this time he will definitely take this opportunity to take revenge on you, especially you Sima Mo, don't learn all day long, don't let Zhang Jiao end you with one move!

"Hehe, don't worry, Master, I'm not going to die so easily. Sima Mo smiled mischievously.

"Okay, this is the matter of calling you here, the teacher has finished speaking, and there is still a month to go, so you should hurry up and practice. After speaking, the Xuanzhen Taoist walked out of the main hall.

"Sima Mo, listen to my brother's advice, hurry up and work hard. Master is right, that Zhang Ji will definitely take this opportunity to take revenge on us, you said that you are playing every day, and you haven't even reached the first day of the "Pure Heart Formula", isn't it too dangerous?" Xie Xuan looked at Sima Mo and said worriedly.

"Okay, good, good, it's really troublesome, let's practice. I don't know if my sister's clothes have been washed?

"Hey, are you listening to me?"

Xie Xuan and the three of them walked out of the main hall and walked to the backyard, and as soon as they arrived in the backyard, they saw Zhang Jie, Yu Ming, and Lu Zigui walking out, Zhang Jiao saw the three of them sneering, and walked over to the three of them, and said: "Yo! Isn't this the three junior brothers? Does what the master said make you all very weak? It's okay, if you're afraid, just tell the senior brother, the senior brother is very big, as long as you kneel down and kowtow to me three times, I promise to attack you lightly at the martial arts competition! Haha!"

Zhang Ji laughed after speaking, arrogant to the extreme, and Yu Ming and Lu Zigui on the side also laughed in agreement.

"Hmph, Zhang Jiao, don't be too arrogant, it's not certain who will lose and who will win when the time comes!" Xie Xuan said angrily.

"Hey, this person, it's a good thing to have a little confidence, but hard power is the most important thing, you have only been here for three months, even if you are given another month, how powerful can you be? When the time comes, kowtow to me on the stage, in front of all the disciples, wouldn't it be even more embarrassing? Since you don't want to do it today, then wait for the day of the competition to kowtow to me, haha!"

After Zhang Ji finished speaking, he took Yu Ming and Lu Zigui away.

"Damn! Zhang Jie, a shameless villain, can only be tongue-in-cheek, and has the ability to fight with me!" Jin Ruiwan said angrily.

"Forget it, let's practice hard, and we'll naturally see you when the time comes. Xie Xuan looked at Zhang Jie's back and said.

Time flies, time flies. A month is a short time, and it will disappear in the long river of time. Xie Xuan and Jin Ruiwan practiced almost every day by the river in the practice room and back garden for this month, Xie Xuan became more and more assiduous due to Zhang Jie's repeated provocations, at this time he had cultivated his martial arts and mental methods to the bottleneck of the second heaven, and the whole person was radiant and energetic. Jin Ruiwan has improved his martial arts to the middle stage of a heavy heaven, and he always feels that he is very powerful, as if he can kill an elephant with one punch, and often asks Xie Xuan to learn martial arts, but every time he returns with a feather and begs for mercy again and again.

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"Hey, it's not interesting. This is already the thirtieth time, isn't it?" Xie Xuan let go of Jin Ruiwan's hand and said lightly.

"Bao Er, don't fight him, you challenge him once a day this month, I'm tired if you're not tired! Let me tell you, Xie Xuan is a monster, his cultivation speed is too fast, you are not his opponent at all. Sima Mo shook his head on the side and said.

"Hmph, you tell me not to fight him, I have to have someone to try my hand, right? You don't fight with me, you take a broken brush there all day to write and draw, I see, you just don't learn martial arts, find a private school to be a teacher!"

"Huh, Baoji, you are so powerful! How do you know that my dream is to be a teacher?" Sima Mo said with a smile.

Jin Ruiwan glanced at Sima Mo, rubbed his wrist and stopped talking. Xie Xuan on the side said: "Yes, Sima Mo, you don't practice writing poems and paintings there every day, aren't you really afraid that Zhang Jiao will make you ugly at the martial arts competition?"

After Xie Xuan finished speaking, he walked to Sima Mo's side, took out a bamboo slip from the table in front of him, and looked at it. There was no table in the practice room, but Sima Mo was tired of looking out the window every day with nothing to do, so he moved one in from the Scripture Pavilion.

"Hey, what kind of ugliness can he have? When the time comes, if he wants to compete with me, I will just admit defeat and it will be over? Master and the head of the family are here, can he still beat me?" Sima Mo said absentmindedly.

"Goose, goose, goose, song to the sky. The white hair floats in the green water, and the bear's paw plucks the clear waves?" Xie Xuan frowned after reading it, "I said Sima Mo, the last sentence of this poem seems to have been written incorrectly, right? Even if I haven't read the book again, I know that it should be the anthurium plucking the clear waves!"

Sima Mo looked at the bamboo slip that Xie Xuan was holding, and hurriedly snatched it back in shock, and said, "Don't rummage through my things, this is a treasure! I bought the authentic work for a hundred taels of silver in Fancheng! Can you afford to pay for it if you break it for me?"

After speaking, Sima Mo slowly rolled up the bamboo slips and put them back on the table.

"One hundred taels!?Have you made a mistake? Can't you see such a big typo on it? Just like this, you are still a teacher, don't mislead people's children!" Xie Xuan said weakly.

"I'm too lazy to explain to you, you don't understand this kind of literati thing! Tomorrow is the martial arts competition, hurry up and let's eat, and the most important thing is to replenish our strength! My two family members came up with two jars of good wine today, let's go quickly!" Sima Mo jumped up happily at the thought of the wine.

Sima Mo explained to the two family members when he left Fancheng, and every month, he asked them to send two jars of the best wine, which was naturally very happy for the three of them, but it was bitter for the two family members, and every month they had to carry the two large jars of wine to climb more than 6,000 stone stairs, and the time of this back and forth was over. At this time, Sima Mo and the three of them came to the gate of the Chongyang faction, and saw the two family members lying on the ground tired and panting, and they felt a little sorry, but when they saw the two large jars of wine, the feeling of apology immediately disappeared.

Xie Xuan asked the two families how the children in Fancheng were doing, and the family said that everything was fine, the children were now well-fed and happy, and Xie Xuan was relieved.

The two families left, and the three of them went to the backyard with the wine jar, Xie Xuan and Jin Rui flew to the roof with a foot of more than 20 catties of wine jar, Sima Mo moved a ladder from nowhere, trembling and cautiously walked up, Xie Xuan and Jin Ruiwan shook their heads. Every time the three of them drink, they will go to the roof of this backyard, sing about the wine, talk freely, laugh and talk about the rivers and lakes, and talk about the past and the present.

Xie Xuan was also full of emotion at this time, thinking that he was forced to flee when he was young, and he and Jin Ruiwan were displaced, but fortunately, he met Sima Mo and took him into the famous Chongyang faction in the world, and started his own road to the rivers and lakes. Looking back, I feel that all this is like a story, incredible.

The three of them drank again today, two jars of wine forty catties, drank until midnight and did not have a drop left, and fell asleep on the roof in disheveled clothes. In the hot summer, the night at the top of the mountain is very cool, and only the occasional mosquito will inadvertently disturb their sweet dreams.

Early the next morning, the sun slowly rose from the east, dyeing most of the sky red, and the sunlight sprinkled on the roof of the Chongyang Sect, shining on the three teenagers.

"Sima Mo, what time is it?" Xie Xuan said with a squint.

"I don't know, but it's about the hour. Sima Mo replied vaguely.

"What! It's time? Hurry up! Today's martial arts competition is over, go over early so as not to be scolded by the master!" Xie Xuan hurriedly stood up, tidied up his clothes, and patted Sima Mo and Jin Ruiwan, who drank too much last night, and his head was still a little dizzy at this time.

"That's right! Today is a martial arts competition! Sima Mo, you are a harmful thing!" Jin Ruiwan also hurriedly stood up.

Sima Mo woke up, yawned, slowly sat up and threw the wine jar down, seeing that Xie Xuan and the others had already jumped down, he also slowly climbed down the ladder. The three of them went back to the house and washed their faces casually, and rushed to the Chongyang faction martial arts arena together...