However, over the years, when Ma Erming was shaking his head and endorsing, Shi Xiaotian had been catching crickets, playing pai gow, and peeking at Nan'er and Birong, and he didn't read at all. If he also wants to be admitted to the lifting of people, at least he has to memorize books for several years like Ma Erming, and when he thinks of endorsements, Shi Xiaotian has a headache.

However, Ma Erming's admission is not a bad thing for Shi Xiaotian, even if Ma Erming doesn't treat Shi Xiaotian as a brother, at least he still has a holiday with Hu Dali and Murong Xiu. Now that he is developed, if Hu Dali and Murong Xiu dare to be unfavorable to Shi Xiaotian, Ma Erming should not sit idly by.

"Er Ming has been admitted to the Juren, he should be able to be an official, right?" Shi Xiaotian asked jealously.

"Yes, I heard Da Ming say that Er Ming was selected by the Ministry of Officials, and he may be able to become a big official like the county Cheng!"

Hearing Hongguang say this, Shi Xiaotian couldn't help but feel sour in his heart, and it was very unpleasant. This sudden news, I don't know whether it is good or bad, made Shi Xiaotian fall into a huge loss, "I am still practicing some daydreaming skills, but Ma Erming has been unknowingly admitted to the lifting of people and preparing to become an official!"

"My family is so poor, but I still don't want to make progress, I don't study hard, and I practice some fantastical magic skills all day long, will Da Ming, Erming, and Hongguang laugh at me?" "Could it be that I, Shi Xiaotian, am a man who can't support the wall with mud?"

"Be careful!" Shi Xiaotian was really reflecting on his cultivation of the Xuanmen spell, whether it was right or wrong, a loud shout woke him up from his thoughts, Shi Xiaotian immediately saw a golden sword flying towards him, and before he had time to think, Shi Xiaotian hurriedly jumped and dodged the sword.

Before Shi Xiaotian landed, the sword stabbed at Shi Xiaotian again.

"What's the matter? I didn't see the person holding the sword, this sword should have been thrown by someone in the air, how could it turn around?" Shi Xiaotian thought as he jumped again and dodged the sword.

"Poof!" The sword fell into the hands of a person who strode over this time, and did not fly towards Shi Xiaotian again, and Shi Xiaotian also got a chance to breathe.

The man holding the sword was tall and fair-skinned, and it turned out to be Murong Xiu! When did he learn to wield the sword?

"Murong Xiu, what are you doing?" Seeing that it was Murong Xiu, the second generation of straw bag riches, Shi Xiaotian couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and his tone of voice also carried three points of contempt.

"What are you doing? Shi Xiaotian, you won't be so forgetful, right? Half a month ago, you teamed up with Ma Daming, cast demon magic, and provoked me when I had a cold and fever, and won me a move and a half in this way of victory, you don't remember, but I remember it clearly!"

Although he was defeated by Shi Xiaotian in a bright way, Murong Xiu didn't believe that the poor and poor Shi Xiaotian could defeat him at all, and he defined the result of the last fight as a disgraceful victory for Shi Xiaotian and Ma Daming to bully the few, take advantage of the danger of others, be despicable and shameless, and use demon methods.

Murong Xiu has never taken Shi Xiaotian in his eyes, such a poor and stubborn monkey cub dares to provoke the tall and handsome Murong Xiu, it is already a big rebellion, he even doesn't know the height of the sky, cast demon magic, and beat Murong Xiu in front of the sexy and coquettish Nan'er to the ground, and indirectly spoiled Murong Xiu's good deeds, which made Murong Xiu grit his teeth with hatred.

"What? When did I partner up with Ma Daming to beat you? When did you have a fever again?" Hearing Murong Xiu's clever words, Shi Xiaotian couldn't help but be angry, "Murong Xiu, to deal with your pus, do I still need to find someone to help?"

"It's not that I'm talking about you! just a wilted man like you can barely fight Xiao Fang for a round, a stunner like Nan'er, can you parry it?" Seeing Murong Xiu, who was outside the golden jade and ruined in it, Shi Xiaotian was very angry, he had to clearly tell Murong Xiu what kind of character he was.

"What?" Hearing that the poor and stubborn monkey cub Shi Xiaotian dared to ridicule himself in public that he was a wilted man, Murong Xiu couldn't help but be so angry that he jumped like thunder, "Who gave you such a big courage as a monkey cub to dare to look down on me Murong Xiu?

After speaking, Murong Xiu raised the golden sword in his hand, stood there for a while, didn't know what to do, and said "Hurry" again, and the sword in his hand galloped out and stabbed at Shi Xiaotianfei.

"What's going on?" Shi Xiaotian thought as he hurriedly jumped up and dodged the flying sword.

Seeing Shi Xiaotian hurriedly dodging his flying sword, Murong Xiu couldn't help but be very proud: "Boy, this time you know how powerful this son is!"

Murong Xiu's flying sword was golden all over, and it looked dull, but it seemed to be able to fly around according to Murong Xiu's wishes. Although this sword is not very sharp, it can also hurt people's lives when galloping, and its power should not be underestimated. What kind of sword is this, and where did Murong Xiu get it?

Shi Xiaotian carefully observed the sword in Murong Xiu's hand and found that the sword was engraved with a very strange text. Others may not have seen these words, but it is impossible for Shi Xiaotian not to know it, and the first sentence of the Diamond Sutra handed over to him by the old monk is this.

Shi Xiaotian didn't like to read, and of course he didn't study the strange words, but after reading the Diamond Sutra well, he also guessed the general meaning of this text. The pronunciation of this text is "Prajnaparamita", which is supposed to be used to gather qi and perform gong. It seems that the sword in Murong Xiu's hand, because it is engraved with the cultivation mantra of the Xuanmen spell, also has mana, and can obey the master's orders, and the flying sword hurts people.

"Where did Murong Xiu get this sword?" Seeing that the words on his Diamond Sutra also appeared on Murong Xiu's things, Shi Xiaotian couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, "Could it be that he also learned the Xuanmen Spell from some master?" Thinking of this, Shi Xiaotian's heart couldn't help but feel a slight chill.

Shi Xiaotian's family background is the poorest among these teenagers, and he is short and thin, so he has become the most stubborn among these teenagers. These days, he relied on the Xuanmen spell taught to him by the old monk, got rid of the identity of the lowest minion, and after a few days of the addiction of the eldest brother. If others also learned this spell, he Shi Xiaotian would not be able to be so majestic anymore, and he might have to return to his own position.

Thinking of this, Shi Xiaotian couldn't help but shudder in his heart.

"How is it? Demon Iniquity, this son's magic weapon is not bad, right?" Seeing a look of fear on Shi Xiaotian's face, Murong Xiu couldn't help but be very proud.

"Demon, this Murong Xiu actually treats me as a monster? It's really stupid! Looking at this posture, this Murong Xiu doesn't know what the Xuanmen spell is, and he doesn't know that what I practice and the sword in his hand contain authentic Xuanmen spells!" Shi Xiaotian thought to himself, "How did he get this sword?"

Shi Xiaotian was thinking in his heart, Murong Xiu's flying sword flew towards Shi Xiaotian again, he didn't have time to think, so he had to jump and dodge Murong Xiu's attack. Murong Xiu no longer talked nonsense about Shi Xiaotian, recited the spell, and manipulated the flying sword to attack Shi Xiaotian without stopping.

Shi Xiaotian kept flying around, trying his best to avoid Murong Xiu's attack, "This straw bag has never been such a treasure?" Shi Xiaotian thought to himself. In the face of the fierce attack of the flying sword, Shi Xiaotian could only keep dodging, and after a while, he was tired and out of breath.

"How can I crack Murong Xiu's spell?" Shi Xiaotian couldn't help but make a difficulty. Watching Murong Xiu dance and recite spells and manipulate the flying sword, Shi Xiaotian couldn't help but have an idea, he suddenly jumped up and flew towards Murong Xiu.