"Boom!"

The old man in Tsing Yi shot out of the cannon.

"Sir!"

The old servant Guo Ming also rushed out and chased after Guo Xuzhen, but he was surprised to find that his speed could not keep up with Guo Xuzhen, who had never practiced martial arts much.

"When did the master have such a high level of light skills, I have never stopped practicing martial arts and light skills all year round!" Guo Ming glared.

Guo Xuzhen ran wildly.

"Who is it?"

The bell has long stopped, but Guo Xuzhen's ears are still echoing with the sound of Guanyin Pavilion evaluation again and again, and the sound is so harsh.

"Who is ringing the bell of this Guanyin Pavilion, what nonsense!"

......

While Guo Xuzhen was running, the entire martial arts world in Dali City was also awakened by this bell, stunned, and dazed!

Not long after I held "Wulin Feng" in my hand, I had already read the articles on "Wulin Feng" at this time, especially Duan Wubing's testimonial.

This is a very helpless testimonial that can be read as a joke.

Nobody believes it?

How is it possible to believe?

How could it be believed that the Tai Chi Society could pick six fruits in a month? Not to mention one month, it was impossible to believe that it was six months or six years.

But here has not put down "Wulin Wind", the grinning smile has not disappeared from his face, and the bell has sounded.

The bell of the Guanyin Pavilion appraisals rings.

It can't be the Tai Chi Club, Duan Wubing's joke can't come true, but who is it?

Who is joking with everyone at this time?

Running wildly, one by one rushed into the Tianlong Temple, rushed into the Martial Arts Temple, and rushed to the Guanyin Pavilion.

"Elder Jianjing, was the Guanyin Pavilion evaluation bell just now?"

Li Shiqi, who was the first to rush into the Guanyin Pavilion, shouted loudly from afar.

Elder Jianjing lay on a wicker chair and slept in the sun, and for the first time he did not doze off but hummed a song in his mouth. At this time, he glanced at Li Shiqi lazily: "Shiqi, the old man's ears are not good, is it the bell of Guanyin Pavilion, the old man can't hear it, you can't hear it, right?"

"I can't hear it, you can't hear the bell among the masters, is it the bell of the Guanyin Pavilion evaluation?" Li Shiqi glared at the Elder Jianjing. Elder Jianjing hummed a song, immersed in his own world.

"Elder, did someone come to evaluate it just now and passed, I don't mean Duan Wubing, nor does I mean Zhang Jiucai. Li Shiqi asked again, and at this time, several people also rushed into the Guanyin Pavilion.

Elder Jianjing turned over and lay with his back to everyone: "You all say that picking longevity fruits depends on luck, and you are strikingly hitting the younger generation one by one. said that Duan Haifeng has no hair on his mouth, he is not firm in his work, he can't be a leader, he has to be himself, the martial arts world is divided into seven countries, Duan Haifeng leads a team, you each lead a team, and now ......" Elder Jianjing sighed and nagged or pointed at Sang and scolded Huai. Or outspoken, or cynical......

The elders of the scriptures are very high. Although everyone is also a member of the Martial Arts Academy, they are helpless when they encounter such an elder.

"Elder, is there a newcomer Guanyin Pavilion evaluation today, you give us a clear indication first. ”

It was not easy to walk one by one, looking at the Elder Jianjing like this, many eyes looked at each other: "Fooled." I'm afraid that this Jianjing elder made it out, either because he was playful, or he was thinking about picking fruits from the Tai Chi Society, and they didn't achieve anything, so they felt uncomfortable. Deliberately recruiting people to give lectures. ”

Elder Jianjing trained for a long time before he snorted and said, "Don't think about it, this Guanyin Pavilion evaluation is indeed true." ”

"Boom!"

Like a thunderbolt sounded in everyone's ears.

"Who's that?"

"It's not from the Tai Chi Society, is it?" some people had already screamed, and their eyes glared at Elder Jianjing, as if they were afraid that he would spit those three words out of his mouth.

"Didn't the old man tell you who you were just now?" Elder Jianjing sneered, and then said lazily, "Just now Deng Zhi's doll took the information to evaluate. ”

"Deng Zhi?"

Li Shiqi and Meng Shusheng seemed to stop their heads at this moment, and the entire Guanyin Pavilion was so quiet that it could be heard before the sound sounded.

"Passed?"

"Deng Zhihe Guanyin Pavilion has passed the evaluation, and he has also successfully picked the fruit?"

"The Tai Chi Club has already picked three fruits in a row in less than a month?"

......

The news of Qin Qi's fruit picking was like a thunderbolt that completely shocked the entire Dali martial arts world, and when they heard the news one by one, they all chose to remain silent after repeatedly confirming that it was not a joke by the Elder Jianjing.

What can be said?

......

Lizheng Academy, the second largest academy under the Luoxue Academy, is still singing and dancing, and every disciple who enters and leaves the academy is full of smiles, smiles from the heart.

This is true even for ordinary disciples who don't know about the existence of the martial arts realm, because the teachers above them, senior brothers, and senior sisters are all laughing.

Qin Wanqing's fruit picking.

As a woman who picks the fruit of immortality, it stands to reason that it is impossible to get very high attention, and Luo Xue himself doesn't want to celebrate too much, but Qin Wanqing's fruit is too timely, no matter how much she wants to suppress it, she can't suppress it, and she can't suppress the joy and excitement in her heart.

After Cheng Yi praised Qin Wanqing heavily, he personally came to Lizheng Academy, gathered the disciples who had entered the martial arts world, and made a speech on the stage with all his might, "Confucian winter is coming, guard against arrogance and rashness, stabilize your footing, stride forward, and create brilliance".

"Is it really time for us to sing and dance?

"The death of Confucianism is near!"

"Luo Xue's death is approaching!"

"Tai Chi Club may replace us!"

"Everything has always been prosperous and declining, my Confucianism, especially my Luoxue, has reached the extreme, will it flourish and decline?"

Cheng Yi warned everyone again and again on the stage that the crisis was in front of him, and the glory achieved by Luo Xue was not worth mentioning before the Heavenly Dao, but everyone in the entire hall, including Yang Shi, You Xing, Xie Liangzuo, and Lu Dalin, the four major disciples of Chengmen, including Luo Congyan and Liu Zhengli, all had smiles on their faces, and their eyes were full of joy.

It wasn't until noon that Cheng Yi prepared to end a speech with a straight face, and he was helpless in his heart, in the face of great glory, even he Cheng Yi would wake up with a smile every time he dreamed, which made these people feel a sense of urgency. How can it be.

"Sir!"

Cheng Yi's old servant gestured to Cheng Yi with a calm face.

"Take it!" Cheng Yi's eyes fell on the "Martial Arts Wind" in the old servant's hand. The old servant walked up to the stage quickly: "Master, this is today's issue of "Wulin Feng", which has a very unacceptable news, I think it is necessary to let the master take a look at it before the end of this class." ”

"Unacceptable?"

Cheng Yi took the newspaper with a straight face and opened it directly.

"Smack!"

The newspaper fell heavily on the ground, and Cheng Yi's face suddenly lost blood.

"Duan Wubing scored twice. Tai Chi Club picks another fruit!" At this moment, Cheng Yi's mind was full of that line of black and shiny big characters, although Cheng Yi just hissed on the stage, saying that Confucianism has nothing to be proud of, Luo Xue is nothing, compared to the Tai Chi Society, it is nothing at all, the Tai Chi Club picks three fruits in three years, and what does Luo Xue pick in three years?

But......

Cheng Yi's gaze slowly moved to the newspaper on the ground, and at this moment he knew that he had to be calm.

In the lobby, a pair of eyes fell on Cheng Yi and the "Wulin Feng" newspaper in confusion. Cheng Yi, the grandmaster of the Luo Xuekai School, has cultivated so high that the sky is not shocked, what can make him unable to hold the newspaper steadily, and even his face has turned white.

"Sir!"

"Teacher!"

The old servant even bent down, and Yang Shilian stepped forward.

picked up the newspaper with one hand and handed it to Cheng Yi, Cheng Yi squinted slightly, and the blood on his face recovered.

"Give neutrality. ”

The old servant handed the newspaper to Yang Shi.

"This is the "Wulin Feng" newspaper that has just arrived. Cheng Yi's voice was heavy and hoarse. His sharp gaze scanned the entire lobby, "The front page of this newspaper has an article 'Duan Wubing scores twice'. Cheng Yi said that he turned to Yang. "Neutral, you can read it!" his voice was low, and then Cheng Yi walked to a chair next to him, sat down and squinted slightly, as if he was asleep.

"Yes, Teacher!"

Yang Shi turned to the front page in a deep voice. His hand trembled slightly, and his face was very ugly.

The title of this article is Duan Wubing's second goal, and the Taiji Society picks another fruit. Yang Shi's heavy voice sounded in the lobby.

Tai Chi Club picks another fruit?

What does that mean? It's not Zhang Jiucai, it's Duan Wubing, Duan Wubing won the second fruit?

Even if Cheng Yi's newspaper fell to the ground, the joy was still unfinished. One by one, the eyes on the stage froze. Yang Shi's voice reading the article was slightly quiet, and then slowly sounded, but the voice seemed to come from a very distant sky, and it took a long time before some people came back to their senses.

"It doesn't matter, maybe this is also the result of Confucianism!"

"Maybe Duan Wubing is picking up the Tao of Confucianism! Like Zhang Jiucai, they all clearly praise the doctrines of Duan Haifeng and Qin Xianao, but in fact they support the Confucian doctrines!"

Gradually, they all came back to their senses and pricked up their ears to listen.

"The content of Duan Wubing's fruit picking, in short, is 'man is beast', man is a member of beasts, and human nature is actually beast nature......" Yang Shi's voice was cold and deep.

Cheng Yi sat on the chair with his eyes closed as if he was dead, without a sound, only his eyebrows trembled slightly.

Time has passed, the article has come to an end, and here it is-

"The defects of Confucianism are extremely obvious, which is why I, the descendants of Emperor Yan, no matter how hard the Confucian scholars of the Central Plains have worked in the past dynasties, they will have to be in chaos in the world for a certain period ......of time."

"But where are the flaws of Confucianism?"

"Duan Haifeng gave us the answer, and the Taiji Society gave the world the answer......"

With a calm face, people in the world say that Confucianism is not too much, and they naturally will not be angry about it, but-

"Some people may think that it is very remarkable that my Duan Wubing has joined the growth recipe twice in a row in two years, but this is nothing within the Tai Chi Society. ”

"Some people may think that picking longevity fruits is an extremely difficult task, but ......"

"It's really not difficult, think it's difficult because you're wrong......"

Some people's heavy breathing sounded in the hall, and it was easy to join the recipe for longevity! Not difficult, but if it wasn't for Yang Shi reading it, Cheng Yi was on the side, and some people really wanted to scold.

"In the past year, the martial arts world has been very lively, the protagonist of the big drama is Confucianism, first in April Lianzhong six yuan, and then the fruit of others as their own, thinking that it is also Confucianism, I don't know what the world thinks, but within the Tai Chi Society, everyone thinks it's funny. ”

Cheng Yi had a bruise on the back of his hand.

In an instant, many people's faces turned red in the entire lobby.

Xinxue, Shangrong School, and Zhang Jiucai are considered to be related to Confucianism, this is nothing, the martial arts world is not Confucianism thinks so, but most of them think so, but Duan Wubing said this, Yang Shi's cold and hoarse voice was particularly harsh when he read it, and his face was hot.

"Bang!"

With a huge slap, the cedar table exploded, and a tall figure stood up amid the splashing of sawdust. (To be continued.) )