Seeing this, Ran Yun stopped talking, and thought to himself:

"After returning to Fuguan City from Biyi Mountain the year before last, the sisters went to the Southwest General Altar with the master. ”

For more than a year, the three of them often talked about Xiao Langzhong, I don't know how he is doing, whether he is still going to the mountains and mountains alone to collect medicine. ”

It wasn't until the end of the New Year that he was ordered to return to Fuguan City to open a liaison office. I wanted to go to find Xiaolangzhong after this time, but I didn't expect to meet it by such a coincidence. ”

"Knowing that Xiao Langzhong needs cultivation resources now, this is a bottomless pit. I wanted to help him with money, but seeing that he insisted on repaying the money, I wanted to use the method of giving him the prime minister's bag in Biyi Mountain, and forced him with words, but he pretended to be asleep. ”

Thinking of this, she not only felt funny at Chen Fu pretending to be asleep, but also blamed herself:

"It seems that I was reckless! Or try to help him from the side, so that maybe he will be more acceptable. ”

Chen Fu squinted for a while, listening to the monotonous sound of the wheels and hooves of the horses, and actually fell asleep against the carriage.

The lights on the street shone on Chen Fu's body in a fog through the car curtains. His eyes were slightly closed, and a smile appeared on his immature square face.

Ran Yun looked at his face and thought silently:

"The person sent to inquire about Xiao Langzhong's whereabouts came back the year before last to report that Xiao Langzhong lost his mother at the age of three and his father at the age of ten, and there were no relatives at home. How can such a lonely teenager still laugh in his sleep?"

Thinking of Chen Fu's life experience, Ran Yun felt a deep sense of pity in her heart, and she hurriedly took off the cloak on her body and gently covered Chen Fu.

The carriage drove to a slow stop under the stone archway in front of the monastery square.

"Miss, the monastery has arrived. ”

"Got it. ”

Ran Yun couldn't bear to wake up Chen Fu, so he gently answered the coachman, and continued to stare at Chen Fu's face.

Immediately, Chen Fu, who noticed that the carriage had stopped, also woke up immediately, and asked sleepily, "Have you arrived?"

"Hmm. Ran Yun replied.

Chen Fu suddenly sat up straight, and suddenly noticed a cloak slipping from his chest. He instantly understood that this was covered by Ran Yun, and hurriedly reached out to catch it.

"Miss Ran is so good to me!"

He thought to himself in his heart, and handed it to Ran Yun with his cloak in both hands:

"Thank you, Miss Ran!"

Ran Yun smiled and nodded, and took the cloak.

"Then I'll go back, don't get out of the car, it's cold outside at night. Chen Fu said as he bowed up and got out of the carriage.

Ran Yun poked his head out of the car window and asked Chen Fu's back, "Where do you live?"

"The students live in the five houses. Chen Fu turned around and waved his hand.

Ran Yun watched Chen Fu walk through the square and towards the gate of the monastery before telling the coachman to drive away.

After school the next morning, Chen Fu returned to the student residence, put away his books, went out and walked along the stone path to the boulevard inside the gate, ready to go to the room for lunch.

Crossing the stone arch bridge, walking through the bamboo forest, and coming to the boulevard, Chen Fu suddenly found that many students were rushing towards the gate.

"Why don't these people go to the room for dinner?"

Chen Fu was wondering, and suddenly a voice shouted, "Chen Fu, come here." ”

Chen Fu followed the prestige, it turned out to be Lin Chunling, and he was also in the crowd.

Chen Fu walked over and asked, "Chunling, what's going on, what are you all doing out?"

Lin Chunling said: "I heard that there is a person in the square who wants to challenge the students of the Three Realms of our monastery. ”

Chen Fu asked with a little surprise: "Isn't this just like us in the countryside, running to other people's houses to block the door, aren't you afraid of arousing public anger and being beaten to death by the group?"

Lin Chunling explained: "I won't be beaten by the group. Just now I heard a senior brother say that there was a custom in the mountain sects and monasteries of the Daqian Dynasty that the same rank could challenge each other. ”

"The sect challenges the sect, or the sect challenges the monastery. The monastery challenges the sect, or the monastery challenges the monastery. All are allowed. ”

"When someone comes to the door to challenge, the sect or monastery will send out people of the same rank to fight alone, and if they lose, they will send another person to fight, and they must not be beaten. ”

"Until someone wins the challenger, if there is no peer who can win the challenger, then you can only admit defeat. ”

"The Daqian Dynasty also held a nationwide competition of the same rank every year, encouraging various sects and monasteries to send people from all realms to participate. ”

Chen Fu understood: "This is to encourage competition among various sects and monasteries!"

"Yes, there is competition to make progress. Let's go and see the ability of this Nanxuan sect Xiao Yong. Lin Chunling said excitedly.

"Xiao Yong of the Nanxuan Sect, it won't be the Taoist who bid for the Demon Pill yesterday, right?" Chen Fu thought to himself.

"It seems that he is preparing for the auction of the demon pill in advance, and if he is injured, he can use the demon pill to heal his injuries. He speculated.

When the two walked out of the gate, they saw that there were already many people watching in the square, most of whom were students of the monastery.

In the middle of the square, three people stood.

One was Xiao Yong, who was in a black robe, and the other was an old Taoist priest in a gray robe, standing with Zhao Ping.

As soon as Chen Fu and Lin Chunling found a place to stand, they saw Zhao Ping looking around and asked, "Which Three Realms martial artist or cultivator came out to fight?"

"I'm Pei Qi!"

The student who called himself Pei Qi strode up to Xiao Yong.

The man was five feet tall, wearing long trousers and a short jacket, with the cuffs and cuffs tied up, and a resolute expression on his face.

Xiao Yong is about five and a half feet tall, more than half a head taller than Pei Qi.

Zhao Ping explained to Xiao Yong and Pei Qi, and finally asked, "Do you understand the rules?"

"Understood. The two replied in unison.

Zhao Ping and the old Taoist priest glanced at each other, and each nodded at each other.

Zhao Ping motioned for Xiao Yong and Pei Qi to take ten steps back, slashed his right hand from top to bottom, and shouted loudly: "Begin." ”

Then he and the old Taoist priest quickly stepped aside and gave up the middle court to the two young men.

Pei Qi was very calm and looked at Xiao Yong coldly.

And Xiao Yong also stared at each other without blinking.

There was no nonsense on both sides, and they looked at their opponents silently.

Suddenly, Xiao Yong moved, and quickly rushed towards Pei Qi, his figure conjured a string of phantoms, and the speed was too fast.

Pei Qi jumped up, did not avoid the counterattack, and also rushed towards the other party. His feet shook the ground.

"Bang ......"

A loud noise spread throughout the audience, and Xiao Yong stood firmly on the ground. Pei Qi's chest was slapped hard and he flipped backwards.

Pei Qi stood still, frowning.

The square was unusually quiet, and people watched intently as the battle unfolded.

Pei Qi didn't seem to realize the wound in his chest, and still looked at Xiao Yong coldly, he was brewing a blow to knock out the other party.

Xiao Yong didn't have any mood swings and looked at him quietly.

"Whoosh......"

"Whoosh......"

The two of them acted at the same time, and Pei Qi pounced forward and slammed his right fist into Xiao Yong's chest. The left fist was tucked into his waist, as if he was on guard, and it seemed to be ready to strike at any moment.

Pei Qi's move is offensive and defensive, which can be described as leaky.

Xiao Yong seemed to see through his intentions, and he dodged sideways to the left, dodging the front punch, and rushed past Pei Qi's right, leaving his back hand missed. Then he turned around sharply and slapped his left hand hard, hitting Pei Qi's lower back.

He dodged all the edges and caught Pei Qi off guard with his backhand.

"Bang ......"

Pei Qi took another palm, and he rushed forward several zhang before he stabilized his body and turned to face Xiao Yong.

The two had already switched positions at this time and confronted each other again.

There was a commotion in the square, and someone shouted: "Pei Qi, defeat him!"

Pei Qi yelled and rushed forward again.

The two fought violently, and the two figures intertwined.

After a few moves, the two separated again, only to see that Pei Qi had blood stains on his clothes under his ribs, and it was obvious that the skin and flesh had been opened.

And the corners of Xiao Yong's mouth also had a trace of red blood left, which showed that he was also hit by Pei Qi and suffered serious internal injuries.

"Whoosh ......"

Pei Qi attacked again, and his fists smashed towards his opponent one after another, and countless fist shadows drowned Xiao Yong.

"Click......"

Xiao Yong took an incredible step, and even dodged in the airtight attack, his stride was just right, and every step was worthy of avoiding Pei Qi's fist.

"Poof......

Xiao Yong came to Pei Qi's left side, put his five fingers together, and imprinted a palm on his left abdomen, and then quickly retreated.

Pei Qi let out a scream, twisting his body, and his eyes erupted with fire.

He stomped on the ground with both feet, rose into the air, and pounced towards Xiao Yongfei from the air, leaving afterimages in the air.

Pei Qi was crazy, and his fists continued to fall down, hitting Xiao Yong on the ground, and countless fist shadows once again submerged Xiao Yong.