Satisfied Hong Qi's curiosity, Sikong Zhan was then pestered to continue the competition, and finally caught a guy with extremely high martial arts, if he didn't make full use of it, Hong Qi would not be Hong Qi, and Dongfang Sheng would not be Dongfang Sheng.

For them, competing with higher-level martial artists and challenging the strong can generally stimulate their potential and comprehend in battle, maybe they are lucky, and it is not a problem to improve their martial arts to a big realm when they encounter an epiphany.

Both of them have the characteristics of martial arts idiots, and the competition is normal.

To their realm, generally speaking, it is difficult to meet those whose martial arts are higher than them, Sikong Zhan was born, this rare opportunity is in front of them, if possible, they would rather stay by Sikong Zhan's side for the rest of their lives.

After Hong Qi became one of the Four Uniques, he was immediately beaten by Sikong Zhan when he had just given birth to a little arrogance, and he learned about a more wonderful colorful world from Sikong Zhan, knowing that the road ahead of martial arts was promising, and he established a new goal, and he was full of motivation again after gradually slackening.

The beggar gang's chores are taken care of by the major elders, and he has already made up his mind to put all his energy on martial arts, how can he be without so many interesting things in the future.

Dongfang Sheng doesn't need to say it at all, people don't have other hobbies, they are people who were born for martial arts.

Although Sikong Zhan won last night's competition, he failed to achieve an overwhelming advantage, he had not yet used his yang fingers and hands to fight each other, how could he satisfy his wish last night.

In addition, although he didn't want to admit it in his heart, he defeated two top masters ruthlessly, and Sikong Zhan was able to satisfy the huge pleasure from it.

One party is intentional, one side is not ruthless, Wang Ba with mung beans, just a coincidence.

The result speaks for itself, when Sikong Zhan used both hands to fight, one hand Seven Star Sword Technique, and the other hand Yang Finger, the union of Hong Qi and Dongfang Sheng only resisted for an hour and lost miserably.

Although the two lost miserably, they never got tired of it, but they became more and more frustrated. Rest enough, and then work together to deal with Sikong Zhan again.

For this situation, Sikong Zhan is willing to be beaten around a million times from the bottom of his heart, not to mention how cool that feeling is.

In the midst of constant abuse and abuse, the day ends quickly.

In the evening, Hong Qi Dongfang Sheng went back to his room, not to rest and sleep early, but to carefully recall the competition during the day and slowly understand.

Sikong Zhan played the role of a sparring partner among the three, except for being familiar with his own martial arts, other uses were not very great, and he quickly ended his cultivation.

It's dark, it's still early, and I'm idle anyway, Sikong Zhan took out the cinnabar yellow paper and the rebuilt brush, and decided to engage in his own side business and change his brain.

Among the four types of talismans, the Soul Attraction Talisman, the Six Yang Exorcism Talisman, and the Evil Breaking Talisman, he decided to start with the simplest Tranquilizer Talisman.

Calm down, abandon distracting thoughts, hold the pen in his right hand, dip it in cinnabar, for a long time, he suddenly painted on the yellow paper, only to see that he moved the pen extremely fast, the innate true qi at the same time through the tip of the pen, a few breaths, saw a figure that seems to be a word is not a word, like a painting is not a painting gradually emerges on the yellow paper.

However, Sikong Zhan's gesture was not grasped well in the end, and the credit failed, and after a few years, his patience has long been different from the past, and he threw away the failed talisman at will and started again.

Fu Zheng, like magic alchemy, is not 100% successful, and Sikong Zhan has never had this luxury, he just wants to work harder and increase the success rate, he is immeasurably Tianzun.

When he first broke through to Xiao Zhoutian, his soul was weak, his true qi was insufficient, and he was exhausted by drawing a talisman, and he had to rest for half a day before he could continue to come.

Now, Sikong Zhan's soul is strong, his true qi is strong, and he can't feel any fatigue at all if he fails once.

Once, twice, three times, four times......

After fifteen failures in a row, it wasn't until the sixteenth time that Sikong Zhan finally drew the first talisman of the night in one go, picked up the talisman, looked at it for a while, and put it away with satisfaction.

"It's fast and effortless, it's better to draw talismans, and the success rate is much higher than that of alchemy. Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Sikong Zhan muttered quietly.

After meditating and recovering his spirit, Sikong Zhan made persistent efforts and drew the soul attraction talisman six yang exorcism talisman and evil spirit breaking talisman in turn. At the end of the day, he felt a little tired, so he blew out the candle and went to sleep.

Early the next morning, the three of them set off again and continued to the original martial arts venue.

It was almost noon, and the three of them sat under a large tree to meditate and rest.

"Have you noticed it, the Sifang Sect has been making frequent moves recently, and other large and small forces are not small, and they are going to fight. The common people have just lived a few years of peace, alas!" Hong Qi sighed, his face was very worried.

Dongfang Sheng glanced at Hong Qi, did not speak, and then closed his eyes to rest.

Sikong Zhan knew the temperament of the worried country and the people next to him, and comforted him kindly: "Brother doesn't need to worry too much, there is no way to do it, after several years of development, it is almost time for a showdown."

Whether it is a poor way, whether it is the Sifangmen or the Mingjiao, it is much better than the big scourge of the small court. There is a good saying, 'do not break and do not stand, break and then stand', once the dynasty is changed, there will be a new atmosphere, maybe in the future the new dynasty will go directly north to regain the lost territory, and promote my man's spirit. ”

Listening to what Sikong Zhan said, Hong Qi couldn't help but yearn for the scene he described later, all the hot-blooded men of the Han family, who didn't want the imperial court to restore the great mountains and rivers of the Central Plains, the small imperial court disappointed the people of the world, and he was not resentful in his heart.

As long as the people are doing well, Hong Qi doesn't care whether Mingjiao or the Quartet rules the world, of course, Waiyi is another matter.

"When you say this, I can't help but be moved, and I just hope that it won't be too long, and the people can't afford to wait. "It's not that Hong Qi doesn't understand the truth that long pain is better than short pain, it's just that he can't bear it.

Sikong Zhan stood up, looked at the north from afar, and said lightly: "Peace of mind, the small imperial court has shrunk into a corner, just waiting for death, the Iron Palm Gang clearly wants to reap the benefits between the Ming Sect and the Sifang Gate, and the war is together, so Qiu Qianren can't be swayed, and some other small forces don't have to worry."

The only ones who can fight for the world are Mingjiao and the Sifangmen, the Mingjiao rivers and lakes are too heavy, I don't know whether they are good or bad, and although the Sifangmen is a Jianghu sect, there is no trace of the Jianghu people's style at all, but it has done enough to fight for the world. ”

Hong Qi had heard the old urchin talk about Sikong Zhan's analysis of the situation in the whole world before, and he admired it in private, but now when he heard his words with his own ears, he really made sense of it.

"Listening to your words is better than reading for ten years. It's a pity that my brother is a Taoist priest. Hong Qi joked.

Sikong Zhan turned around and pretended to say: "Poor Dao is the life of a Taoist priest, and it can't be changed." ”

"You!" Hong Qi pointed at Sikong Zhan, and then smiled: "You Fangmen?"

"Why not? The world understands who people are, don't tell me you don't think so. Sikong Zhan teased.

"According to what you mean, I'm a stupid person if I don't think so?" Hong Qi pretended to be angry.

"I didn't say it, but that's what you said. Sikong Zhan laughed.

He turned to a serious and said: "The matter of fighting for the world has nothing to do with us, as long as we carry the bench, believe me, in a few years, this Murong Bi of Gusu will dominate the south." "The Quanzhen Sect is in the north, and the beggar gang is also in the north, and it is difficult for the two of them to be involved in the affairs of the south.

Hong Qi had heard of Murong Bi, the master of the Sifang Gate, but he had never thought about "Gusu", and when he heard Gusu Murong Bi at first glance, his expression moved, and he suddenly remembered the record of the beggar gang about the Gusu Murong clan a hundred years ago.

"Gusu Murong Clan. He unconsciously uttered a mutter.

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