This time, I don't know how much time has passed, until one day, Bai Ze's heart suddenly moved, and he felt that the sword qi in the dantian was suddenly collected and released, and he became lively for no reason, wandering around in the dantian, as if he had opened the spirit surname.

Bai Ze knew that this was a manifestation of a qualitative leap in the dragon yin sword qi in his body.

Only then did he slowly open his eyes, only to find that Mo Xuan was sitting on a chair not far away, looking at him with a smile, and it seemed that he had been waiting for a long time.

"Senior Brother Mo, why are you here?" Bai Ze couldn't help but ask.

"Wait for you!" Mo Xuan took it for granted, stretched his waist for a long time, and complained: "You kid, it's been three months as soon as you enter the set, and you almost can't catch up!"

"Can't catch up with what?" Bai Ze was a little dazed.

Mo Xuan was happy, laughed, got up from the chair, walked to Bai Ze's side, and patted him on the shoulder: "I'll just say that you forgot, Senior Brother Ling still doesn't believe it, you see, if I don't come, you have to delay things!"

Bai Ze was stunned by what he said, and couldn't help asking, "What did Senior Brother say? Why can't I understand?"

"Five Summit Martial Arts!" Mo Xuan said with a smile: "Don't forget, you are the champion of the last Five Summit Martial Arts, and you are undoubtedly the king of popularity among the disciples of this generation, if you don't participate, it will be unreasonable!"

"Five summit martial arts?" Bai Ze slapped his head, he had indeed forgotten all about this stubble.

In the last Five Summits, Ling Hebi and Mo Xuan followed the Galaxy Zhenren to the East China Sea Chaosheng Island to find the Big Dipper Heavenly Emperor's dignitaries, and Yue Ning invited herself to face the wall because of guilt, but they did not participate in the competition.

Tingquan participated, but because he lost the gambling match with Bai Ze, he quit halfway in anger, which made Bai Ze, a somewhat lucky five-summit martial artist, the crown.

This laurel is also the only time that Jiuxiao Peak has won the championship of the Five Peak Martial Arts in recent decades.

Mo Xuan said happily: "Don't you know, after you won back that championship for our Jiuxiao Peak last time, the disciples on the side of Spirit Turtle Peak were jealous! Many people said that your championship was not worthy of the name, but Tingquan said......

When Mo Xuan said this, he deliberately sold it and stopped talking.

Bai Ze's appetite was hung up by him, and he couldn't help asking, "What did he say?"

Mo Xuan waited for his words, and said with a smile: "Tingquan is usually very unpopular with this guy, except for Senior Sister Yue Ning, no one in this generation of disciples can enter his magic eye, but after fighting with you that time, he admires you very much, saying that you are his lifelong rival!"

"Oh, did he really say that?" Bai Ze was a little unconvinced.

"Haha, I didn't believe it at the time, but later I heard that a disciple of Spirit Turtle Peak asked him face-to-face why he didn't fight you to the death, and as a result, he was almost burned into a roast pig by a fire, and he was also punished by Xuanji Zhenren for half a year. ”

Mo Xuan laughed for a while, and then continued: "If you want to say that Tingquan is a person, his temper is crazy enough, but his cultivation is also high enough, Senior Brother Ling and I have chatted in our spare time, and Senior Brother Ling also frankly admitted that if he and Tingquan fight for life and death, I am afraid that I will lose more and win less." ”

"A person like Tingquan actually thinks that you are a fierce rival in life, which shows the means of the junior brother!"

Bai Ze smiled bitterly twice, not knowing what to say.

Seeing that it was not too early, Mo Xuan urged Bai Ze to move vigorously, and Bai Ze didn't want to save his senior brother's face, so he agreed to go to the competition with him.

When Mo Xuan dragged Bai Ze to the Tianji Peak, the five summits had already begun, and there were four rings in front of the Star Picking Palace, and each disciple on the stage was fighting against each other.

Ling Hebi saw the two of them from afar, and urged one after another: "Hurry up, hurry up, why did you come?"

Mo Xuan was not in a hurry at all, and said with a big grin: "What are you afraid of, Senior Brother Bai is the champion of the last session, and it stands to reason that he can directly enter the top eight!"

"That's what I said, but didn't you see that Master was in a hurry?" Ling Hebi said, pointing to the other side.

I saw that at the other end of the ring, there was a five-colored cloud platform, the real person in charge of the Jade Dragon was in the center, and the rest of the peak masters and elders were sitting next to them in turn, and the real person of Xinghe was sitting in that group of people, looking at the three of them and glaring fiercely.

Mo Xuan was startled by his glare, and shouted repeatedly: "Oops, no, terrible, if I can't get a good ranking this time, Master will have to show me again!"

"Don't pretend!" Ling Hebi interrupted him: "You can hide it from others, but you can still hide it from me?

"Hehe, senior brother, I really can't hide anything from you! My admiration for you is like a surging river, endless!" Mo Xuan said with a hippie smile.

"Hmph, don't be poor!" Ling Hebi scolded with a smile: "Hurry up and prepare, it will be your turn to play later, the next opponent is Tingxi, how about it?"

"Listen to the stream?" Mo Xuanle was happy, looked left and right, and saw that there was no one else, so he muttered in a low voice: "Beat him to death!"

Sure enough, in less than a pillar of incense, a pair of disciples on the stage divided the victory and defeat, and when they got off the stage, the disciple who was in charge of the referee came to the stage and said loudly: "In the next game, Mo Xuan, a disciple of Jiuxiao Peak, listens to the disciple of Linggui Peak, and both sides play!"

When Mo Xuan heard this, he turned around and smiled at Ling Hebi and Bai Ze: "Senior Brother Ling, Senior Brother Bai, I'm going to go on stage, you guys wait to see a good show!"

After speaking, he jumped into the ring, while Ling Hebi pulled Bai Ze to the bottom of the ring and found a place to sit down.

"Senior Brother, Senior Brother Mo should have no problem winning, right?" Bai Ze asked Ling Hebi in a low voice.

"Hehe, no problem, Mo Xuan, this kid, has made great progress in recent years, and he secretly broke through the realm of "Ruyi" last month, and he has been keeping it secret just to make a splash in this five-summit martial arts. Ling Hebi said in a relaxed tone, "In my opinion, among the disciples of the current generation of Daomen today, there are only four people who can beat him. ”

Speaking of this, Ling Hebi glanced at Bai Ze meaningfully, and said, "Senior Sister Yuening, Senior Brother Tingquan, me, and Senior Brother Bai!"

"Senior brother is too exalted to me, and I am still only in the realm of "Ming surname". Bai Ze shook his hand again and again, not daring to accept Ling Hebi's praise calmly.

"Don't pretend!" Ling Hebi scolded with a smile: "Although you are in the realm of "Ming surname", but if you really want to be ruthless, I am afraid that even I may not be able to defeat you!"

Bai Ze was a little embarrassed, and was about to be more modest, when he suddenly found a familiar figure on the side of the ring, and whispered a few words to Tingxi in the ring.

I saw that this person was dressed in a white robe, embroidered with gold and red flame ornaments, and his face was proud—it was Tingquan.

Tingxi on the stage is his own brother, and it is natural for him to cheer for his younger brother.

After listening to Quan, he turned his head, glanced at the two of them from afar, and didn't know if he heard the two of them talking, but let out a cold snort from his nose, and then walked to a place not far from the two and sat down.