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However, due to the speed being too fast, the force of the stab on the ground was very strong, and only the metallic sound of "ping pong" was heard, and it rebounded again, and it was repeated many times before it regained its calm.

Meng Yuan saw the potholes and irregular pits on the test bench that were pierced by black thorns, his face turned pale, he took a deep breath, bowed deeply to Song Yuanshan, and respectfully hugged his fists and said: "I didn't expect that I haven't seen it for many years, Song Lao's cultivation has improved so rapidly, Meng admires it, and I am willing to lose the bet!"

Song Yuanshan nodded slightly, glanced at Meng Hua deeply again, hesitated for a moment, and said apologetically: "The old man has bad eyes, and he still can't remember when he saw you, I'm really embarrassed." ”

"It's fine. Meng Hua laughed, turned his head to look at the hundred-year-old snow ginseng next to him, and stared regretfully at the small mirror behind Song Yuanshan for a long time, shook his head and said, "It's a pity." ”

"If you like that little mirror, take it. Song Yuanshan saw Meng Hua's thoughts, nodded and smiled.

Meng Hua was stunned and blinked, "But I lost." ”

"It's okay, I don't want to use that thing much, so I'll give it to you, make a friend. Song Yuanshan said, turned around and jumped up, took off the small mirror contained in the glass box, threw it directly to Meng Hua, and nodded meaningfully.

Meng Hua took the mirror, his hands trembled with excitement, and he clenched his fists and said: "Old Song, my cultivation is far from being worthy of being a friend with you, if you are willing, let me be your little brother, I will not say a word." ”

"I'm a person who does what I say, my little brother doesn't need it, my friend can. Song Yuanshan shook his head, laughed, and with a wave of his sleeve, the thousand-year-old snow ginseng in the glass box behind Meng Hua flew out, he stepped forward and grabbed it, put it under his nose and sniffed it, nodded and said, "Well, good medicine, it should be able to extend the life of the white wolf for twenty years." ”

Meng Hua turned over the small mirror in his hand and looked at it carefully, and was about to step down when he suddenly stepped down, turned around, and said suspiciously: "Old Meng, do you really want to give such a precious medicinal herb to the dog?"

Song Yuanshan threw the snow ginseng into the storage bag, nodded with a smile, "If you meet again next time, you must keep it for me." ”

"Alas, well. Meng Hua smiled bitterly and walked off the stage.

Lan Feng looked at the scenes on the test table and smiled, it turned out that there were still many good people.

That dog is no longer a spiritual pet in Song Yuanshan's heart, and it will not become a burden to him because of the lack of a leg. On the contrary, for Song Yuanshan, who was alone on the way to cultivate immortals, that dog had become his only relative, and he didn't want to lose it.

That dog was not a powerful divine beast, it just followed Song Yuanshan's cultivation and had some faint aura. But when Lan Feng used his divine sense to spy on his master's cultivation, it instantly showed a fierce light in its eyes, barking at him non-stop, not afraid of being slapped to death at all. It can be seen that in the dog's mind, Song Yuanshan is more important than his own life.

Think about it from another angle, if this dog is abandoned by its owner because it is missing a leg, it must not be long before it will be dead in the wilderness.

Lan Feng had been deeply shocked by this kind of family affection between humans and beasts. When he was sighing, Wei Mingzhe's voice made him come back to his senses instantly.

"Who is Lan Feng?"

Lan Feng was stunned, stood up in a panic, and waved his hand: "I am!"

"Oh, you come up. Wei Mingzhe stared at him with a smile, obviously knowing where he was sitting.

"Isn't the competition voluntary?" Lan Feng frowned slightly, with doubts, and slowly walked towards the competition table under the gaze of everyone's strange eyes.

"He's Lan Feng?" said a goose-faced woman in surprise.

The other woman next to her was also a little surprised, and muttered, "Lan Feng...... That master who defeated Yue Mingxin?"

"What kind of defeat, that's taking advantage of people's danger, and winning is not martial!" said another black-faced man with a disdainful head.

"Isn't the contest voluntary? Why is it now a roll call again?"

......

The distance between the viewing platform and the test platform is not far, nor is it close. After walking for a while, Lan Feng finally came to Wei Mingzhe's side and asked respectfully: "Elder, it's Lan Feng down there, you let me come to the stage so early, isn't the competition voluntary?"

"It's voluntary, but it's not too early. Wei Mingzhe smiled weirdly, moved closer to him, and said in a low voice, "Brother, don't you remember me?"

Lan Feng was stunned, a little confused, stepped back a little, and said respectfully: "Elder said with a smile, how could Lan know you when he came to your sect for the first time?"

"You really don't recognize me?" Wei Mingzhe swept around, and then asked, "Ah Fei, do you remember?"

Lan Feng's expression froze, he raised his eyes and glanced at Wei Mingzhe, and said with a reluctant smile: "Elder, the Ah Fei you are talking about is that fat man?He went to Chu Yunfeng two years ago, and I have a little impression of him. ”

Wei Mingzhe sighed lightly, leaned a little closer, and said impatiently: "Don't sell Guanzi, I'm Ah Fei." ”

"What?" Lan Feng was stunned, glanced at Wei Mingzhe again, shook his head and said, "Elder, don't joke with me, there are so many people. ”

"Who is joking with you?" Wei Mingzhe snorted lightly, glanced at Lan Feng's storage bag, and said with a smile: "Brother Lan is a noble person, how forgetful you are, that day, you exchanged the Gathering Spirit Pill with me, and I had eleven more spirit stones, did you forget it so quickly?"

"You're Ah Fei...... But ......" Lan Feng glanced Wei Mingzhe up and down again, with a look of surprise.

"Ah Fei is dead, and now I have changed my body, called Wei Mingzhe, and I am much more flexible than the fat man who was full of fat before. Yue Mingzhe said as he stretched his body a few times.

The fat man in the past suddenly became so slender, Lan Feng couldn't accept it for a while, and he kept thinking in his heart about how Ah Fei, who had been worried about even the cloth cloth chief, died, and he had only been separated for two years.

Although, the thin middle-aged man in front of him is the same soul as him.

"It's just a pair of skins, although I look a little old, but I am very content to let me, a lonely ghost, not sleep in the wilderness. Wei Mingzhe reached out and touched his chin, was silent for a moment, and continued: "Brother, for the sake of your willingness to exchange spirit stones with me for the Gathering Spirit Pill that day, and you also gave me more than a dozen to help me increase my cultivation, tell you a secret." ”

"Secret?" Thinking that now was not the time to find out, Lan Feng directly asked the question that he dared to be most interested in. (To be continued.) )