The morning sun cleared the clouds and poked its head out, bringing the first warmth to the earth today. The pen and fun pavilion www.biquge.info red, the light was soft and not dazzling, and it was sprinkled on Luo Xiaosang who was standing on the stage.

Luo Xiaosang sighed in his heart for no reason, thinking that he was just an orphan at the beginning, and he was fortunate to be picked up by the master, and he had been dependent on the master for so many years, but now when he had achieved a little in his cultivation, the master had lost his whereabouts.

If the master was here now, he would be smiling from ear to ear when he saw that he could stand on the stage in front of so many people at this moment.

Life is varied, and the world is impermanent. When I was distressed and unable to practice, I never dreamed that I could stand on the test platform and see such a beautiful morning sun at this moment.

Time is like a white horse passing through a gap, and it can be a hundred years in an instant, so that the red face is lost, and the vicissitudes of life are unbelievable.

He, a boy not yet twenty years old, oh no, barely a young man, carried the secrets on his back, sometimes like a boulder, and when he dreamed back at midnight, he was often out of breath.

People are not old, but their hearts are old.

The warmth from his right wrist told him that there was still something in this world, so close to his heart, even though it often made him feel like a nightmare.

After stepping on the test bench last time, Luo Xiaosang found that he could actually make it move slightly with his command, although the movement was not big, but it did move.

I remember that Senior Brother Liu once said that if you want to fly the sword, you must practice the Heavenly Qi Technique to more than three layers, could it be that you really did it unconsciously?

Luo Xiaosang was overjoyed by this discovery, thinking that he could also soar in the blue sky immediately, and set foot in the realm of immortals from now on.

But I found other things to try to control, from the pots and pans in the kitchen, to the small stone branches on the side of the road, and even before I went to the stage this morning, I kept trying.

It's a pity that except for the black ruler in his hand, there is no movement in other things. Although I can't figure out why this is the case, I think it may be a relationship that I have just come into contact with. Work hard, persevere, and you can definitely do it yourself.

Luo Xiaosang thought of Yi Xingyun, a good brother, who had a competition in his body, and shouldered the great expectations of Zhufeng's lineage, and did not forget to care about himself before leaving, and said that he would complete the competition as soon as possible to see himself. Hey, I can't say that I will be blown down as soon as I get on stage.

"Knock dong" Two dull drums sounded, which startled Luo Xiaosang and woke him up. When I turned my head, I saw a white-haired referee elder sitting lazily on the referee's bench and shouting, "You can start." ”

And opposite him, I don't know when stood a tall bald monk dressed in a moon-white monk's robe, holding a golden demon pestle in his hand, extremely powerful, the whole is the Arhat descended into the world. I think the opponent this time is the master of Fanming Temple.

Luo Xiaosang's face turned red, he bowed, and said, "Luo Xiaosang, a disciple of the Heavenly Sect, has seen this senior brother, please advise the senior brother." ”

The tall monk laughed, gave a Buddha salute, and said: "The poor monk is a disciple of Fanming Temple, and his Dharma name is good. This junior brother, the poor monk saw that you were young, and you were calm and calm at such a grand event, and there was no timidity, I think you must be the leader of the younger generation of disciples of Zhuan Tianmen, please give me more advice. ”

Luo Xiaosang was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Good, good to see senior brother, I, I am actually in a daze." ”

"Haha!" There was a burst of laughter from the audience, especially the few disciples in Mei Feng who designed to frame Luo Xiaosang, and they fell in laughter.

Shanjian didn't expect Luo Xiaosang to answer like this, he was obviously also a bold character, and he didn't have any monk's crepe at all, so he laughed and said: "Senior Brother Luo said that it was not early, please advise." ”

After speaking, he shook the demon pestle in his hand, and the sound of landing on the ground made his momentum even more vigorous, which made Luo Xiaosang's heart tighten. Shanjian continued: "Senior Brother Luo, this is my weapon, please show your weapon." ”

Luo Xiaosang looked at the golden demon pestle in Shanjian's hand, his right hand couldn't help but tighten, he swallowed his saliva secretly, his face was hot, and finally made up his mind, and took out the black ruler that the black circle turned into from his sleeve.

The audience was silent for a while.

"Haha, look, this is the legendary ditch ruler. The onlookers didn't know who was the first to laugh, which caused bursts of laughter.

"I said he had strange weapons, look, you're coming with me, you're right. "Talent, you can use the ditch ruler as a weapon, and you can win by smoking just by dancing." "Haha, I'm laughing to death, you wait, I'll go find someone to see ......"

Luo Xiaosang heard the crowd of onlookers laughing, and his face immediately turned red, and he couldn't say a word. Although he knew that he would be laughed at from the last time he took out the black ruler, he had already prepared in his heart. But the mental simulation is no more uncomfortable than what actually happens.

Luo Xiaosang lowered his head, and the world in his eyes was left with the ugly black ruler in his hand.

Facing the laughter of the whole world, suddenly the familiar warmth came from the black ruler's body again, along the arm, all the way to the heart, warming the body and heart. Roar, roar from time immemorial, break free, the shackles of thousands of years.

One person, a black ruler, is enough.

Luo Xiaosang suddenly raised his head in the face of the rising sun. In the soft sunlight, the audience, even the monk Zenmi standing across from him couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

In this soft sunlight, there are a pair of eyes that gradually turn blood-red, and the fierce aura that laughs wildly.

Seeing that the monk's face changed, he instinctively sensed the danger coming from the young man, but he didn't understand why the young man who was still wooden and honest could make himself feel creepy in an instant.

This feeling has never been felt since he traveled abroad for so many years, even when he faced the Demon Sect and demons.

The monk suddenly felt that his lips were salty, and it turned out to be sweat dripping from his forehead. This teenager was able to make himself sweat before he hit. Suddenly, he let out a loud shout, and the people present were caught off guard, and their ears were buzzing because of the lion's roar he made with his little mida gong.

Immediately afterwards, I saw Shanjian draw a trick with his left hand, and waved the magic pestle with his right hand, and in the sound of the Buddha's praise, a golden light instantly emitted, approaching Luo Xiaosang, who was standing opposite.

The onlookers present did not expect that it was Shanjian who took the lead, and they all turned their heads to see Luo Xiaosang's reaction. I saw Luo Xiaosang watching the golden light approaching and did not react, there was a "poof", and then Luo Xiaosang's body flew upside down in the air.

"Wow" The audience was in an uproar, there were many discussions, so easy to get hit, and fell so ugly, it was too embarrassing to lose the face of Tianmen.

Even the monk who made the move was stunned for a moment, although he was forced by the pressure brought by Luo Xiaosang to make the first move, which was a bit unprepared, but this move "Demon Suppression Strike" only had a tentative effect, and it was not a powerful move, but why couldn't this disciple of the Heavenly Gate dodge?

Lan Ling'er was off the field. Since the opening, she has arrived early, and for some reason, she is just worried about that fool. Seeing him ridiculed with his own eyes, and now seeing that he fell to the ground after a move, he was even more worried in his heart, and he hated to rush to the stage, but he could only scold in his heart: "Fool, if you don't listen to the persuasion, you can't even avoid such a simple move, and you still participate in any competition." ”

Suddenly, I heard someone in the audience shouting, "He has stood up." Lan Ling'er looked up and saw that Luo Xiaosang was standing up from the ground, but blood was overflowing from the corner of his mouth.

The demon pestle is the most domineering thing in the Buddhist weapons, and the good monk is profound, so under such a blow, Luo Xiaosang was injured.

Seeing that the monk gave a Buddha salute and said, "Amitabha, Senior Brother Luo, please forgive the poor monk for starting first." This move is "Demon Strike". There are still three types in the follow-up, please teach Senior Brother Luo. ”

Luo Xiaosang's eyes were blood-red, he lowered his head, took a step forward, and said in a low voice: "Please see that Senior Brother Shanjian continues to teach, don't stop." ”

The monk was stunned for a moment, and didn't understand why Luo Xiaosang said this, and the general words of courtesy would only say that he asked his subordinates to be merciful. Could it be that he was also testing his skills. Thinking of this, the strength in his hand couldn't help but increase a few points, and in the sound of the Buddha's chant, the second form of "Demon Strike" has been issued.

The onlookers in the field all opened their eyes wide, trying to see how Luo Xiaosang avoided the second blow of the master of Fanming Temple, but they didn't expect Luo Xiaosang to just raise the black ruler in his hand, and after a "poof", he still flew out upside down.

"Wow" the audience was in an uproar again, the first time I couldn't catch off guard, and the second time I made a move after someone had already explained the move, and then made a move, and it was clear that it was a move to give way, so it was also a move, in addition to the deliberate is intentional.

The onlookers have already laughed and laughed, and some people have even begun to scold, how can this be regarded as a world-renowned discussion conference, and it is the third round of competition.

Lan Ling'er listened to the ridicule and scolding around her, but what was reflected in her beautiful eyes was the young man in Tsing Yi who struggled to stand up on the stage.