There are always more than 100 masters from all over the world gathered in the four groups of heaven, earth, xuan, and huang in the Shura Dojo. Among this group of people, there are also Crouching Tigers, Hidden Dragons, and there are many who specialize in internal and external kung fu in addition to their skills.

As the competition in the Shura Dojo continued, these masters gradually gathered in the two groups of heaven and earth. Among them, the people in the Tianzi group are the strongest. It can be said that the person who can sit firmly in the Tianzi group can have a place even in the rivers and lakes.

And they are willing to lower their stature and enter the Shura Dojo to compete with everyone, most of them have their own unavoidable reasons. or offended the enemy, or felt that he was getting older but did not save his wealth. In short, it is to find a big tree to enjoy the shade.

Since it is a place where the dragon and the tiger are hidden, even if there are only more than 100 people, it is inevitable that there will be many factions and intrigues. There are five people with the strongest ability in the Tianzi group. Each of them had a group of men who followed him. There will inevitably be-for-tat confrontation between several parties, and they will be horns with each other.

These five forces have strengthened each other, and finally gradually reached a balance. I thought that the one who would finally be able to enter the Inhuman Pavilion must be the head of these five forces.

But who would have thought that in the days when the Shura Dojo was about to end, there would suddenly be another Cheng Biting Jin.

In just a few days, he won three games in a row, rushing all the way from the yellow group to the Xuanzi group.

I don't know how he got into the eyes of the Inhuman Pavilion, and he was promoted to enter the Tianzi Group directly. This kind of blue eye has never happened before.

The most intriguing thing is that this man has won three games in a row. But in these three games, he didn't even use his housekeeping skills at all.

People only say that he is a man from Lingnan. Recommended by the old man of the withered grass, he entered the competition halfway. It's a craft that you learn with empty hands. But no one has ever seen what kind of technique he has.

His first match was against an unknown boy. No one will take such an opponent seriously. Now this opponent is afraid that he has long left the Shura Dojo and returned to his hometown.

As for how the kid was "convinced", no one knows.

Although the second game took place in front of everyone, it was also bizarrely tight. The people in the yellow group should have had a fight between you and me, and it was true that a few people died. Only in the end, he actually killed his opponent with a bucket of cold water. This kind of winning method has never been seen by everyone, nor can it be imagined. In short, he won the competition again "without blood".

In the third scene, it was even more spooky. His opponent Xiao Min poisoned everyone in the second group of Xuanhuang, just to deal with him alone. Who would have thought that this boiling competition would end with "Xiao Mincai coughing to death" before it started. In the end, no one saw him lift a finger.

There are even rumors that Brother Yushu, the "big butler" of this Shura Dojo, also had murderous intentions against this person, who would have expected that he would be cut off alive.

When it arrived, there was no real strength of this person. Everyone only knows that he is "Tuo Nan Sheng" from Lingnan.

Fang Zhongjin took the only burden he had and came to the small building of the Tianzi group alone. There aren't many people living in this small building. So there is actually only one person living in each floor, plus a servant.

Despite this, Fang Zhongjin could still feel that he was being chased by dozens of eyes. He could even hear people whispering the name "Tuo Nan Sheng" incessantly. Presumably, the real Tuo Nan Sheng has never been so concerned and feared in his life.

As soon as Fang Zhongjin entered the small building, he saw a rickety old servant waiting for him in the building. The old servant's eyes lit up when he saw him, and he hurriedly smiled and said to Fang Zhongjin: "But is Master Tuo? The little old man's surname is Tang, and he was arranged to serve Master Tuo." The old man called me and called Old Tang. ”

Fang Zhongjin smiled politely at the old Tang and said politely.

Old Tang also knew that these people who came to the competition would not trust themselves, so they did not take the burden of "Tuo Nan Sheng". He just bent down and led "Tuo Nan Sheng" forward. He said, "Master Tuo, we live on the ground floor for the time being. You come with me. If you want me to say that the ground floor is good, it's down-to-earth, isn't it?"

As he said this, he pushed open a wooden door. He let "Tuo Nan Sheng" enter the house first, and then respectfully followed.

The house faces north and south, and although it is in the mountains, it is still sunny. Everything in the house is fresh and dry. The furnishings are naturally not as gorgeous as the rich people's homes, but they can be regarded as everything.

Compared with the house of this Tianzi group, the yellow character group is really narrow. Even if you don't live on the ground floor, the house is too dense to get any light.

Fang Zhongjin threw the burden on his back on the table of the Eight Immortals, and said to Old Tang with a smile: "This place is good. You go and rest first. I don't need to be served. ”

Old Tang knew that these people had a lot of secrets, and most of them didn't love to serve. Find a relaxing one for your own pleasure. He thanked him with a smile, and half-bowed and withdrew.

Just about to retreat to the door, suddenly the old Tang remembered something, hurriedly turned around and said, "Master Tuo, there is a big thing that the little old man forgot to inform you." There are also five old ladies living in this small building. They have their own eccentricities, and their tempers are not small.

We're new to the city, and although we don't need to say hello, we don't have the interest to provoke anyone. If you hear any strange noises or strange creatures, turn a blind eye. ”

Fang Zhongjin was not surprised when he heard this, and agreed with a smile.

Only then did Old Tang bow down and retreat again.

Fang Zhongjin saw Old Tang close the door, and listened to his heavy footsteps gradually moving away. Then he sat cross-legged on his bed.

Fang Zhongjin was just about to close his eyes. Suddenly, I heard a flute like a cry.

The sound of this flute is melodious and melodious, as light and tactful as the wind blowing jade's pipe. The tune is also a hundred turns, just like a girl confiding her inner melancholy to the moon.

Fang Zhongjin paused for a while, and suddenly secretly screamed that it was not good! Although this flute sound did not contain internal strength, it was not as disturbing as Xiao Mincai's laughter. But you can't help but listen.

The sound of the flute was as pure and harmless as a girl's gaze. It doesn't make people suspicious in the first place.

But it is also like a girl's eyes, which will make people fall into it. Anyone who listens to such a flute can't help but forget their original intentions.

Fang Zhongjin hurriedly adjusted his mind, trying not to be disturbed by the sound of the flute. But the sound of the flute always grudged into Fang Zhongjin's ears. The melody is mournful, as if it is an indictment of the indifference of the person who bears the heart.

You must know that Fang Zhongjin is practicing Taoist exercises, and what he is best at is to shock the mind. Even the warm incense cakes of the Jiang Dynasty couldn't bewitch him

Only this unrestrained flute sound is like a simple and innocent girl. It's hard to keep your five senses out.