The main peak of Zhongnan Mountain, the tea room of the head of the residence, the four people are divided into left and right. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Senior Brother Lu, what kind of clan does this Taiwu Blood Talisman be?"

"As far as I know, I have rarely heard of the extermination of the clan in recent years, but I am afraid that this thing left the land of the ancestors a long time ago, if it is like that, it is difficult to guess. ”

"Yes, in the mountains of southern Xinjiang and southwest, there have been thousands of ethnic groups from ancient times to the present, and there are not a few who have been inherited for many years. ”

"So, do you want to investigate in the dark?"

"No, since this child has grown up in the middle of the mountain since he was a child, it no longer matters what kind of bloodline he is. ”

"Senior brother is reasonable, although I, Lingyun, need to beware of spies, I can't discriminate against other clansmen other than the Han family. ”

"Actually, it's good like this, with such an identity, it will be more convenient for him to go to the frontier one day, and there is a talisman, even if he is in danger, he can save the day, and have an extra guarantee. ”

"So, it's business as usual?"

"Yes, go on, intentionally or unintentionally instill more introductions to the forces over there on weekdays, so that he can do some homework in advance, so as not to learn and sell when he gets it. ”

Fan Baimi didn't know that his fate had been completely rewritten after this four-person meeting.

However, in fact, it may be exactly what he hoped for, and countless coincidences are intertwined, and finally they end up in the same place.

Three immortal lights flashed, and they were already far away in an instant.

Only Qianyi Zhenren was left muttering to himself, "Master, you failed back then, and the apprentice is facing a similar situation today, I don't know if you can get your long-cherished wish fulfilled." ”

Turning around and walking into the house, he did not stop in the living room, but walked to the side hall.

Open a secret door, it is a very narrow secret room, a table and a chair, over the wooden table, walk to a wall, press several times on different parts of the wall, creak, the wall cracks.

Qianyi Zhenren took out a parchment scroll, a sculpture, and placed it on the table for a long time, without words.

In the end, he still sighed, "Senior brother, your road is finally going to be walked again." Despite the rumors that you are no longer alive, I know that you are still living in seclusion somewhere, and I hope you will protect this man who has followed your old path. ”

Not long after standing silently, he walked out of the quiet room and returned to the main hall, his previous sad expression was not there at all, and it was the Qianyi real person who was in charge of the righteous path giant in the world!

The frost pavilion, the dining room, everyone feasted, and the dinner was hearty.

Guang Lingzi looked at Xu Zihui, frowned slightly, and immediately returned to normal.

Perhaps sensing that the master was watching him, Xu Zihui's bold eating posture suddenly became gentle, like everyone's beautiful appearance.

"Okay, what kind of demon do you be, I have something to tell you. ”

"Master, please speak, and the apprentice listens. ”

"I remember when the professor was eighteen, I taught him more about the forces of good and evil in the world, I have few people in the Frost Pavilion, and I don't have much communication, don't wait until I go down the mountain in the future to experience and still know nothing. ”

"Obey the teacher's orders!"

Guanglingzi saw that he listened to it, so he beckoned everyone to continue eating, and glanced at Fan Baimi with a complicated look, and then got up and left.

"Master is a little strange today, on weekdays, he asks for two bowls of rice, and the rules that can't be shaken by thunder are today, but today, there is only one bowl of rice. ”

"Yes, Master seems to have just come back, and it seems that he is the master. ”

"Alas, it's going to be the rounds of the peaks soon, so it must be something arranged. ”

"How can those things worry the master, I see, maybe the order or rules of this year's lottery are not in our favor. ”

"Yes, the last debate was to give us a sign, and if it is still this time, Master will definitely not have a good time. ”

"What nonsense, the lottery is just a matter of luck, what does it have to do with the arrangement, eat your meal, I will know. ”

There are rounds of tests every year.

The world will be martial once every five years, and the big competition in the door is only available in two or three years, if there is no competition on weekdays, how can you know the progress of others and your own shortcomings.

The so-called round test is to catch and compete, the winner has his own praise, although the loser has no punishment, but it is inevitable to lose face.

For the sake of fairness, opponents are chosen by lottery each time. Among them, there are those who are unlucky, who are repeatedly drawn to the strong, or who are in the process of revising the rules, and it is inevitable that there will be a temporary unreasonableness.

And there are so many of them, it is extremely difficult to satisfy the people of the Frost Pavilion. The reason for this is that they are weak and outnumbered.

If you go to war, all 18 of your own people will be dispatched, and there is no way to choose the best, the other party must be one in a hundred, how can you win.

What's more, it is necessary to fight 32 battles, so it is still necessary to fight two battles with one person.

In any case, in this matter, they have never taken advantage, so every time they come to the round test, the ups and downs of Frost Peak are always annoyed.

Lingyun Pavilion, a martial arts arena.

Countless disciples gathered around the signing office, reporting their names and battle sequences, and the names of the strong ones appeared one by one, which always caused bursts of cheers and exclamations.

"Zhang Dazhao of Yinfeng Pavilion has also signed up, they have many strong players, and they will send newcomers to fight?"

"He is the first person in this year's disciples, and he has long been a famous Lingyun, so what is the fuss. ”

"Lin Tianxue, a newcomer from Zimei Xuan, is also on the list, and it seems that she wants to compete with Yinfeng Pavilion. ”

"Lin Tianxue is much more popular than Zhang Dazhao, let me ask Lingyun Bafeng, are there people who don't know Zhang Dazhao, but there are people who don't know her Lin Tianxue?"

"Why is that?"

"You idiot, Lin Tianxue is amazing-looking, shocking, at first sight, you can't help but fall over!"

"So what, she is the same as the teacher, with a frosty personality, rejecting people thousands of miles away, you die as soon as possible, and don't look at what you look like. ”

Hearing this, the surrounding onlookers looked at each other a few times, but they were all ordinary, and their cultivation was also mediocre, and they couldn't help but sigh again and again for a while.

"Fan Baimi, but that new disciple of the Frost Pavilion?"

"Exactly, he used to be a young genius on the same level as Zhang Dazhao and Lin Tianxue, but somehow he suddenly fell behind. ”

"What kind of young genius, it's just that the progress in the early stage is faster, and there are such people every year, what's so unusual. ”

"That's it, hurt Zhong Yonger. ”

"Hey, his opponent is Liu Jianshen, Benlei Pavilion Liu Jianshen! ”

"It turned out to be him, wouldn't Fan Baimi be given away in vain, even if today's Zhang Dazhao is not his opponent, I'm afraid he will lose badly. ”

"Not necessarily, Liu Jianshen thinks very highly of himself, and maybe he will stay up. ”

"But no, I heard that he is domineering, he claims to be from a famous family, and he has never been false to others, and his own senior brothers are like this, let alone outsiders. ”

Uh-huh!

"Where is the noise, I don't prepare for the competition, and I am making a lot of noise here. One of them shouted.

I saw several people here together, and one of them was not the protagonist in the words, Liu Jianshen.

His eyes were like ink, his thin lips were slightly pursed, and his face was expressionless, and what he said just now did not interest him in the slightest, as if he was accustomed to it.