Although the quota of Linglong Pagoda is rare, once it is successful, it is extremely rich, so this ring match is always crowded and endless.

Hearing this, Wang Xiaokan nodded with some emotion, thoughtful: It turns out that the Bixia Sect relies on the Linglong Pagoda to attract talents? It seems that it has learned another trick.

However, Wang Xiaokan admired the courage of the ancestor of the Bixia Sect even more: he didn't hide a treasure like the Linglong Pagoda, but he dared to take it out generously as a reward!

What made Wang Xiaokan even more envious and jealous was that ancestor's super high force value and his absolute self-confidence! If Wang Xiaokan encountered such a thing, he would not dare to do this at all. Everyone is also in charge, and this pattern is not a little bit worse.

With his admiration for this ancestor and his good impression of Bixia Sect as a result, Wang Xiaokan walked to the ring that everyone in Xianyan City flocked to. The ring is very big and very high, Wang Xiaokan estimated, the diameter is almost forty zhang, and there is a huge flagpole in the square in front of the ring.

When he got closer, Wang Xiaokan found that there were still some people who didn't look at the swords and swords on the field, but sat under a banner and looked around and practiced something!

Although, he admitted, this flag is not the same as the ubiquitous little red flags he has seen before, very different.

He could clearly feel that the battle intent on the black flag was so strong and awe-inspiring, and the blood-red handwriting was even more arrogant and arrogant.

After looking at it twice, Wang Xiaokan was shocked by the surging coercion and resolute momentum, but he didn't expect that it was just a banner, and the Bixia Sect was so attentive. Looking at this deep but not hurtful coercion, such fine control is by no means something that any cultivator can achieve!

Although Wang Xiaokan had guessed about the cultivation of the banner writer, he thought that it was the question of which of the elders of the Bixia Sect who was in charge of the ring.

But seeing everyone sitting under the banner so solemnly, it seemed that they were consulting something. Wang Xiaokan was a little puzzled, could it be that this flag was a magic weapon? Or was there something he didn't know about? He casually grabbed a gray-clothed man who was running over there and asked, "This brother, may I ask, is there any difference with this flag? Why do everyone like to run here so much? Still meditating here." ”

"You're not a local, are you?" The gray-clothed man looked him up and down, and his gaze was like looking at a savage, with a look of contempt, "No, the anecdote of this flag is widely circulated, and who doesn't know about the people who come to Xianyan City?" This flag was personally refined by the founding ancestor of the Bixia Sect, how can anyone who comes here not want to look up and see this? It's a joke!" After speaking, he pulled back the hand that was held by Wang Xiaokan and left, completely ignoring Wang Xiaokan's shouting behind him, "Brother Tai, etc."

Wang Xiaokan was a little confused, and it had something to do with the ancestor who made him obsessed?

After all, everyone is in charge, why is there such a big gap? Why are people so respected?

He saw that the competition on the field was not very exciting, and the ring match recommended by Xiao Er had not yet arrived, so he shook into the tea shop by the square to inquire about the news.

He casually threw a tael of silver to Xiao Er, and asked, "Hey, do you know the story of the banner on the other side?" I heard that it was inscribed by the founding ancestor of the Bixia Sect, what's going on?"

"Oh, guest officer, you just came, right?" Xiao Er asked happily, businessmen are different, this service attitude is really good. There was no strange look from the man in gray just now.

Seeing this, Wang Xiaokan felt a little more comfortable, and also had an interest in talking, and replied with a smile: "Yes, I only arrived today, and I don't know a lot of things." Hey, how did you know that? Is this really the story so well known?"

"It's an exaggeration to say that everyone knows it," in order to take care of Wang Xiaokan's emotions, Xiao Er humbled himself, "However, this flag is also a signboard of our Xianyan City, and it is not a small reputation, and only newcomers don't know it." ”

Wang Xiaokan smiled and did not speak.

Xiao Er didn't wait for him to respond, and explained: "Speaking of this banner, I have to talk about the founding ancestor of our Bixia Sect. Guest officer, don't look at the name Bixia Sect is very feminine, the ancestor who founded Bixia Sect back then was notoriously hot-tempered, and he liked to rely on fighting to establish his authority......"

After listening to it for a long time, Wang Xiaokan finally understood, in short, it is a sentence: where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are disputes!

At the beginning of the Bixia Sect, the affiliated city of Xianyancheng was developed, and in order to ensure the safety of the city, the rule of no brawls in the city was set. However, the ancestor who entered the Dao by killing was not very satisfied, and felt that too peaceful an environment would polish the edges and corners of the disciples, making them docile and losing their sword intent!

At that time, someone came to the door, and in order to set an example for the disciples, the ancestor personally came out to accept the challenge, and the place was this ring.

That battle was said by Xiao Er vividly, as if he had seen it in person, which made Wang Xiaokan also enthusiastic, but unfortunately, such a wonderful battle had no result.

"Who wins and who loses, is there really no result?" Wang Xiaokan asked with an earnest face.

Xiao Er smiled helplessly, "Guest officer, aren't you embarrassed by the little one? Where does the little one know about such a secret? The little one only knows ......?"

"I only know that since then, Xianyan City has one more arena where you can compete with each other, as well as this flag. There is also an inscription in the ancestor's own handwriting: "Big Ring!"

"What's more!" Xiao Er's face was mysterious, "Legend has it that the ancestor of the Bixia Sect left some very powerful spells in this banner so that they can be passed on to those who are destined. And leave the group training, whether it is a disciple of the Bixia Sect or not, you can come to refer to it. As long as you carefully refer to the senses, you will have a chance to obtain the magic inheritance left by the ancestors. ”

"Such a big benefit?" Wang Xiaokan looked incredulous. "The ancestor of Bixia Sect is so generous? Aren't the benefits all reserved for your own people, and the fat water doesn't flow into the fields of outsiders. ”

"Little brat, you're too bad to think like that. A white-bearded old man sitting next to him accosted. "Think about it, many monks really pay attention to a vulture without distractions, and they can't have demons in their hearts, if they receive favors from others for no reason, they don't repay the favors, and they can't take revenge against other people's sects. When you encounter something, grievances and the like, there is always a little affection. ”

"Who scolded me for being a little brat?" Wang Xiaokan wanted to get angry, but when he turned his head, he saw that the person who was talking was an old Taoist, with a white goatee, an old cyan robe, no food on the table, and a yellow gourd filled with wine in his hand and drinking it one by one, and he looked like he should be at least seventy or eighty years old. "For the sake of the old man's age, I don't know him in general. And this old saying makes a lot of sense. ”

turned around and instructed Xiao Er, "Serve a few dishes to this old man, and then bring a pot of wine." "Thank you for the explanation just now.

Lao Dao was not polite, and he didn't talk to Wang Xiaokan anymore, and after the wine and food were served, it was a meal that turned to the clouds, gobbled up, and smacked his lips afterwards. He raised his hand and wiped the soup from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve. And a few burps, then patted his ass, got up and left.

And so it went......

The plot shouldn't be like this! Wang Xiaokan is messy. "The next step shouldn't be the hermit master's affinity with the kind little master. Do you want to give a gift bag? There are no martial arts cheats...... There are no benefits...... Nothing ......."

Fortunately, Wang Xiaokan has been experiencing a lot of blows, and his mind has been exercised relatively strongly. I was depressed for a while, and I let go of it.

Then Wang Xiaokan thought about the intention of the ancestor of the Bixia Sect.

"It seems that this ancestor is still very far-sighted. Wang Xiaokan turned the teacup thoughtfully and smiled. "Indeed, if the flag is placed here, there is no loss if others can't comprehend it, and those little monks who can comprehend the magic should be talented and intelligent. Are you still afraid that he will run away in the territory of Bixia Sect? Even if people really don't want to, they can leave a good relationship. ”

"It seems that everything in the world is knowledgeable, and people are all articles. Wang Xiaokan felt that he was still too tender, "But I can learn to do this in the future." Let these rookies worship and worship!" is starting to dream of being his head again. "But this flag can find a time to refer to it, in case you can get a few advanced exercises, it's not bad!"

After drinking two more cups of tea, estimating that the eye-catching ring match was about to start, Wang Xiaokan didn't stop, put down the tea money and walked out of the tea house and walked to the ring.

When he arrived, he realized that he was still a little late. Although the two people fighting in the ring did not appear, the audience was already crowded, leaving no gaps.

Wang Xiaokan felt that his punctual habit was really bad.

Just like before, Wang Xiaokan heard in the inn that those sincere people arrived in Xianyan City three or four months ago, just to learn more about Bixia Sect, so as to prepare for his successful entry into the mountain gate. Who is like him? He was not in a hurry, and he thought it was great three days in advance.

It's the same this time, I inquired about it early in the morning, but I wanted to drink two more cups of tea, and I had to come over until the game was about to start, but the road was blocked to death, and I couldn't squeeze in at all.

Wang Xiaokan didn't give up, and squeezed hard, but there was no way to squeeze into the crowd at all, but in exchange for the unanimous accusation of everyone: "What are you doing......?

was unanimously ridiculed, and he didn't have the strength to fight back, Wang Xiaokan could only apologize while slowly retracting his feet. He looked around, found a corner with a bad location, and stared at the ring.

"Alas, it seems that there is no hole to drill, I can only look at it outside, and I don't know if I can see it clearly, it's a pity. Wang Xiaokan muttered a few words and looked at the field.