Du Wei was in the crowd, watching Zhao Xiaotian destroy a promising young man, without any fluctuation in his heart. He thought that the good brother Du Kang always wanted to help was really loyal, so he secretly gave Zhao Xiaotian a high evaluation.

The old man stepped hard on the ground with his right foot, and was about to rush over. Everyone onlookers thought that since the apprentice was so powerful and defeated by Zhao Xiaotian, the master should not be far behind.

Who knew that before the man started, a voice from the side said: "Stop."

Everyone looked back and were shocked. Zhao Yi actually came in person. Everyone knew that Zhao Yi was not dead, but this was the first time he appeared after more than 20 years. Zhao Yi was involved in this secret.

, has a special meaning. You must know that the last Tianji was hosted by Zhao Yi himself.

The old man turned around, looked at Zhao Yi who looked indifferent, and said: "Mr. Zhao, my apprentice..."

Zhao Yi nodded and said, "He is indeed a talent."

As soon as he said these words, the old man was even more indignant. If Zhao Yi is a talent, he must be the best in China. He has such strength at the age of twenty, and he will definitely be famous in the north and south in ten years, but...but

It seems now that ten years from now, he will definitely be paralyzed in bed.

Zhao Xiaotian picked up the boy who was lying limply on the ground like a child, and said to the old man: "A teacher who is not strict in teaching is a lazy teacher. He has no virtue in his words and is merciless in his hands. No matter how talented he is, he will not end well."

After saying that, Zhao Xiaotian raised his hand and threw the boy casually to the old man. The old man knew that his apprentice was unconscious and such a fall would definitely add to the injury. He did not dare to be careless at the moment and took a step forward to catch him.

Just as he opened his hand, Zhao Xiaotian secretly held a silver needle and shot it towards the old man's wrist.

The old man was concentrating on preparing to pick up his apprentice, but he didn't expect that Zhao Xiaotian secretly planned to kill him again. When the young man was about to reach his arms, his hands couldn't use any strength. Seeing that his apprentice was about to be hurt again. At this critical moment,

The old man gritted his teeth and lay on the ground, letting the young man fall on his back. There was a 'bang' sound, and blood overflowed from the corner of the old man's mouth. He was miserable.

Although he was not in his twilight years, he was already old, and with such a strong young man pressing down on him, he was hit hard and unable to move.

As the saying goes, parents in the world are pitiful. Those who are masters are no different from their parents. This old man ignored his old bones and actually became an apprentice. Zhao Xiaotian was a little moved.

"Old man, I admire you." Zhao Xiaotian looked at the old man who was gritting his teeth and insisting and said: "You still put yourself in it even though you know it is useless. Your spirit of taking off your pants and farting is worth learning from the rest of us." After saying this, Zhao Xiaotian was deeply moved.

He bowed with respect on his face.

The old man was so pressed that he couldn't breathe, and he kept insisting. When Zhao Xiaotian said this, he was about to curse, but he lost his breath and fainted.

Zhao Xiaotian clicked his tongue in surprise: "I really don't know what you, an old stubborn, think, you are sick!"

Zhao Yi angrily scolded Zhao Xiaotian and said, "You have the nerve to say such a thing to a child with such a talent who has been ruined by you. Do you want to make me angry to death?"

"Which one do you choose between destroying him or destroying me?!" Zhao Xiaotian also became disrespectful and asked in a roaring voice.

Zhao Yi thought for a moment, nodded and said, "Then you did the right thing."

Everyone's jaws were about to drop. Both the grandfather and grandson were weird. It was meaningless to condemn them for a long time, but they rejected them in one sentence.

Zhao Xiaotian glanced at the crowd and said word by word: "Whoever dares to scold my Uncle Ergen again or touch a hair of my Uncle Ergen, this boy will be punished!"

Er Genzi was defeated by a young boy, and he felt that he had been embarrassed by Zhao Xiaotian. After returning to the room, he felt a little indignant, and secretly made up his mind to regain his face for Zhao Xiaotian.

There were people who were friends with the old man, and they quickly carried the master and the apprentice back. Most of these people were medical practitioners, and they each used their skills to treat the two. Although the old man woke up, the apprentice also

There was no possibility of death, but there was no hope of participating in Tianji on the second day.

He was crippled by Zhao Xiaotian before he was born. The old man couldn't help but shed tears when he looked at his beloved disciple. He looked at his disciples around him and cried bitterly: "Dear friends, you have seen that Zhao Xiaotian's ambition will harm us sooner or later.

You scoundrels of Yi Zi Jue, are you willing to live under others for a long time?"

There are five old men around him who are the same age as him. You look at me and I look at you. No one can make up their mind. Now that they are old, they want their descendants to pass on their medical skills, but Zhao Xiaotian is

The sect leader of Weijie Jue actually destroyed a genius, which made them extremely sad.

I wanted to resist, but when I opened my mouth, I found that it was of no use.

After Zhao Xiaotian returned to the room, Long Xiangyi comforted him. Long Xiangyi knew that Zhao Xiaotian was under great pressure, and no one could predict what would happen the next day. The fact that Ergenzi would die was always a knot in Zhao Xiaotian's heart.

Nothing can be solved.

The two of them fell asleep uneasily, no longer having sex, and got up early the next morning.

The mountains block out the sky, and all the people who come to participate in the fortune telling fall asleep before eight o'clock. It's not even five o'clock in the morning when everyone wakes up, and chickens don't get up so early.

Huo Jinzhuan greeted everyone and walked together towards a big mountain not far away.

That mountain is Longteng Mountain. It is not towering into the clouds, but stretches for a long time. If you look at it from a distance, you can see the end at a height close to the clouds. It really looks like a giant dragon soaring.

After walking for four or five miles, people just turned a corner at a narrow intersection and saw a huge Taoist temple halfway up the mountain. This Taoist temple stretched for one kilometer from a distance, especially the dojo in the middle, which turned out to be about ten football balls.

The field is so big.

Zhao Xiaotian smacked his lips and cursed: "Mother Xipi, the house prices in Yanjing are so expensive, how can these old people buy such a large piece of land and how much does it cost?"

Zhao Yi hit Zhao Xiaotian on the head and said: "You are stupid, how much money can such a remote place be worth."

Everyone in Yi Zi Jue listened to the conversation between the two, wondering if the grandfather and grandson had anything else to do day by day. Besides money, it was money. I really couldn’t think of one who was Zhao Yi, who shocked China twenty years ago, and the other

It’s the current Demon King Zhao Xiaotian.

After passing two big trees, everyone was dumbfounded. Except for Huo Jinzhuan and Zhao Yi, everyone else seemed to be coming to Longteng Mountain for the first time. They looked up at the countless steps and thought how many steps there were. There were eight if not a thousand.

Hundred, right?

There is a pavilion under the steps. In the pavilion, an old man in his fifties is playing chess with a pretty girl. Looking from a distance, these two people are very simple and look like characters in TV series.

The reason why this man in his fifties is said to be an old man is because his appearance is very special. At first glance, you can tell that he looks like he is in his fifties, but all his hair is white, including his hair and eyebrows.

Even the beard is.

The old man raised his head and looked at the dark group of people. He was stunned for a moment and then placed another chess piece. He lowered his head and said, "Who is coming?"

Zhao Xiaotian was startled, why is this old man still talking about classical Chinese? What's wrong with him?

Huo Jinzhuan said with a smile: "How boring are you always?"

Dong Yuqing also frowned, why did the conversation between these two people sound so awkward? And... this old man's name is Boring Man?

"I am a semi-immortal, how can I be good or bad?" the old man said, blowing his beard and staring.

"What you say makes sense, you are..."

Just as Huo Jinzhuan was halfway through his words, Zhao Xiaotian's anger that he had been holding back for a long time finally burst out and cursed: "You two are sick. In what age are you still talking about ancient prose? You can't say good things well, can you?"

Huo Jinzhuan quickly grabbed the corner of Zhao Xiaotian's clothes and whispered: "Don't talk nonsense, Boring Man, this old man has a very weird temper. If you don't talk about ancient prose, he won't pay attention to you at all."

"Don't pay attention to me, don't pay attention to me, I begged him?" Zhao Xiaotian's head was about to explode from the old man's words, and he felt extremely unhappy.

"Insolent!" Bored Boy shouted, pointed at Zhao Xiaotian and said to Huo Jinzhuan: "Who is this kid? How dare you be so rude?"

Zhao Xiaotian's brains were almost knocked out by this old man, and he shouted loudly: "Mother Xipi, let's go up and ignore this ### old man!"

Just when everyone was finding it interesting, they saw Zhao Xiaotian and his group trying to go up the stairs.

Holding back the anger from yesterday, Zhao Xiaotian was about to step forward when Zhao Xiaotian suddenly grabbed his arm, pushed everyone around him away, stared at the stone steps above and said, "This is a fucking formation..."

Huo Jinzhuan pulled Zhao Xiaotian and whispered into his ear: "Bondi is the guardian of Longteng Mountain. How do you think such a big mountain is not discovered in Yanjing? Let me tell you, if you don't follow him,

You can’t get there even if you die!”

Zhao Xiaotian turned around, kicked Boring Zi, and cursed: "Damn it, I don't believe I can't climb this broken mountain!"

"Longteng Mountain is the foundation of the Five Sects of China. Since it is called the 'Five Sects of China', it means that only Chinese people are welcome. Why do you go up there?" As soon as Zhao Xiaotian finished scolding, the girl opposite Boring turned around with a look on her face.

Looking at Zhao Xiaotian with a smile.

"Ni Yaqiu?" Zhao Xiaotian looked at her in confusion, it turned out to be her!

"I haven't seen you for a few days, and you have a good temper." Ni Yaqiu smiled and put the white piece on the chessboard, and said to the boring piece: "Three defeats in one day, that's fun."

Zhao Xiaotian looked at her and thought that if this girl and Murong Xianxian could wear the same pair of pants, then if she was here, Murong Xianxian should be nearby, but looking around, there was no sign of a ghost except for a monument next to the stone steps.

.And what she was talking about was also ancient prose. She obviously knew the habits of this boring guy, Boring Zi, and maybe she was already familiar with him, so she was deliberately making things difficult for her.

The stone tablet next to him was very old, and the handwriting was all dark red. Zhao Xiaotian didn't have the intention to read the words on the stone tablet, so he punched the stone tablet. Some gravel was knocked off the stone tablet, and he yelled: "Mother Xipi, let Murong Xianxian come out."

See me!"

"It's really rude. Do you know that this monument was stained with blood by the ancestors of the five sects? It is a supreme honor. How dare you damage it?" Boring Zi was furious. Seeing Zhao Xiaotian destroying the monument, anger surged in his chest.

"You said this word is dyed red with blood?" Zhao Xiaotian asked.

"Yes!" Boredom shouted.
Chapter completed!