Fang Zhongjin became famous in the competition of the disciples of this patriarch's birthday.

The disciples of the lower house who came with him were like crazy with joy.

Especially Wang Su, who has always been known for his stability, never stopped laughing for a moment.

He had only planned to win five games in a row so that he could be promoted to the middle court.

Who would have thought that their team had never tasted defeat all the way, and even fought with the female disciples of the head lady.

The disciples in the lower courtyard, even if they don't have the opportunity to soar with the five people who participated in the competition, they also know that now is the best time to make a good sycophant.

Wang Su, Rabbit Ye, Ge Rongxuan, and the three of them worked hard in several competitions with the Intermediate Court.

With their performance, there is no problem in getting into the Intermediate Court.

Gai Xing, that king and eight lambs, really made everyone angry.

This kid can't be convinced by everyone in terms of martial arts or character. It's just that he happened to live in the same room with "Tuo Nansheng", and he was able to ascend to heaven with a chicken dog.

But Ge Xing felt that he was thrown out to be an "inferior horse" every time. Even if you don't win once, you will eat the most bitter skin and flesh among the five.

Then it should be the day when he will come to the end of his suffering. Although everyone looked at him bluntly and coldly, he still couldn't extinguish his complacent arrogance.

As for "Tuo Nan Sheng", no one knows who he can be liked. Maybe he will be directly named a personal disciple by the master?

In short, everyone secretly knew in their hearts that it would be impossible to laugh with "Tuo Nan Sheng" in the future.

Many people suggested that they must go to the bottom of the mountain to hold a table of wine banquets for the five of them.

Although Fang Zhongjin was holding a golden dart in his hand that Lu'er secretly transmitted news to him, he couldn't refuse everyone's kindness.

He was coaxed down the mountain by everyone, and everyone shouted that he had to get drunk today.

The men walked the steep downhill trail in high spirits.

The crowd was lined up in a long row, and although the steps were winding and difficult to walk, everyone walked very briskly.

Suddenly, the person who was walking in the front stopped suddenly, and the next person suddenly couldn't stop his steps. Many people leaned forward and backwards in shock, unable to stabilize their bodies for a long time.

Wang Su yelled at the person in front: "What's the situation? Suddenly stopping and not leaving, is it to take the lives of our lower courtyard!"

You must know that this Huashan is dangerous, and this path to the Huashan sect is also extremely difficult to walk.

In particular, most of their lower court disciples have enough martial arts, and if they suddenly stop, it is indeed possible for everyone to roll off the cliff, either dead or disabled.

The one who suddenly stopped and didn't leave hurriedly laughed and said, "Brother Su, what's the matter?"

After speaking, he pointed to the foot of the mountain and said, "I see that there seem to be people going up the mountain in front of me, and the leader of the team is like a few personal disciples of the head." Why don't we stand aside and let them get out of the way. ”

Everyone was stunned when they heard this. Today is the big day of the patriarch's birthday, are there any Huashan disciples who have just returned from the mountain?

Quite a few craned their necks to look down. Sure enough, it was a few disciples of the head of the sect, and when I recalled the situation in the morning, it seemed that I had never seen these people.

Although these lower court disciples are in high spirits today, they still know what to do when they meet the disciples of the head of the family.

The trail is so thin and steep that it can only be passed by one person.

Those lower courtyard disciples hurriedly stood next to each other, leaning over and holding their breath against the mountain wall. I wanted to wait for the few personal disciples to walk in front of them before going down the mountain.

The trail in Huashan is difficult to walk, not for one day or two. I have always met two people walking opposite each other, and it is the party with the lower status who sticks to the mountain wall sideways, and only then goes down the mountain when the party with the higher status passes.

Therefore, although the number of these lower court disciples was large, their actions were consistent and neat, and they gave way to a path in an instant.

However, although they acted diligently and quickly, they did not receive the gratitude of the few disciples of the upper courtyard who climbed up from the bottom of the mountain.

Then they stopped a few feet away from them. The first disciple raised his head and shouted, "Who is it up there?"

When Wang Su heard this, he responded first: "How are the senior brothers, several of us are disciples of the lower court, and we originally planned to go down the mountain to fight the tooth sacrifice. Now that the mountain road has been given way, a few senior brothers should go up the mountain first!"

This was said politely and respectfully, and there was nothing rude about it. Everyone knows that Wang Su is calm and generous on weekdays, and he is the first to deal with things, and he has never made a mistake.

How do you know that a few senior brothers under the mountain didn't buy it, and one of them continued to shout upward: "Good and decent, don't you have food on the mountain? What kind of tooth sacrifice do you want to go down the mountain? Hurry back and go up the mountain and get out of the way!"

But when he said this, everyone on the mountain was stunned. Although they were scolded by their own disciples. But no matter what, they are also brothers of the same generation.

On weekdays, the disciples of the lower courtyard are more tolerant and respectful to these high-spirited senior brothers, but there is no reason to be controlled by the disciples of their own hands.

Now that the mountain roads have been given to them, these personal disciples are still not satisfied. They had to turn back and go up the mountain at once.

Today was supposed to be the day of their lower house, and many of them were already in high spirits. Listening to the unreasonable words of these personal disciples, a few people on the side made a straight face and didn't want to compromise.

Fortunately, a few sharp-eyed disciples stopped each other for a while, and whispered, "Look, who do these personal disciples seem to be carrying?"

When everyone heard this, they all thought it was incredible. Hurriedly squinted his eyes and took a closer look, and sure enough, it was true.

This Huashan trail is so steep. When everyone walks up the mountain, they are prone to accidents. I've never heard of anyone carrying a sedan chair up the mountain.

Sitting in a sedan chair on such a mountain road, it is difficult to ensure that you do not fall down the mountain and break your skull.

What's more, it is still necessary to let the high-spirited disciples carry the sedan chair, even if the sedan chair is sitting Qiu Songhe, the head of Huashan himself, there is no such possibility.

But that's what happened these days. The two Huashan disciples really carried a bamboo chair and stopped in the middle of the mountain road.

The first disciple at the head was bent deep and his hands were almost at the sides of his ankles, while the disciple behind him raised his hands high. Only in this way can the two of them be able to lift a bamboo chair sedan chair flat. Below, there are four personal disciples who are carefully guarding behind.

Who is it that can make the two pro-disciples work so hard to carry it, and sit on the bamboo chair sedan chair with peace of mind?

Although those personal disciples were still standing a little far, Fang Zhongjin and the others all squinted and wanted to see clearly.

Among them, Fang Zhongjin has the best eyesight. He took a closer look, and the person sitting on the bamboo chair turned out to be a young man.

I saw that this young man was wearing an ordinary regular clothes, and he didn't know why he had shaved his head. And his face was clear and sorrowful, and there was no smile in his sickness.

When Fang Zhongjin saw this man, his heart moved, and he said secretly: "It can't be him, right?"