The venue is a place for meetings.

Of course, if you don’t want to have a meeting, you can chat, spank, brag, and rip, and then have a pot of wine, a roast goose, and a handful of melon seeds. It is also excellent to eat and drink.

The first person to eat crabs is a hero.

Then the first person who dares to eat crabs in front of crabs is even more heroic.

If there is only one crab, how can we eat crabs in front of the crabs?

Unless he eats raw crabs.

Mr. Bada was eating crabs, and eating raw crabs. He sucked the crab's feet and lifted the lid of the crab, and the crab's eyes kept looking at him.

"Brother, you are much worse than the one I was yesterday! The one I was still jumping around after opening the lid yesterday. You just broke your legs and calmed down. It was really boring." Mr. Slaughter sighed and ate half of them.

The raw crabs were thrown away.

Then his eyes turned to the venue.

The young and young girls looked at the Hongda venue with fresh curiosity. They saw the vermilion curtain, the golden Chengjun badge, and a high stone stairs leading to today's lecture. The young and young girls were wearing

Different, the weapons they wear are also different. Some are a pair of golden dragon scissors, some are a blue frost sword, some are surrounded by a muddle of heavenly silk, and some rely on the circle of demon subduing. All kinds of things are obvious, and hundreds of schools are standing together.

It does not appear to be the only Confucian.

However, birds of a feather flock together, and everyone seems to have their own small circle.

For example, Mozi in mysterious clothes sat together in groups of three or five, discussing lively; the elegant and leisurely Confucian scholars sat on the Tao, high mountains and deep valleys; and the other famous people, Taoists, etc., are also all

Get together and discuss the strategic countermeasures for this competition.

Mr. Bada looked at the group of young girls with funny eyes and thought to himself: "Don't look at the fact that you are so intimate now, you will be able to reveal your true colors in just two days. What kind of sects and clans are all his stinking when they are at a critical moment of life and death.

Bullshit!”

Unlike Mr. Wassip, the other gentlemen who came early on the venue were patrolling the venue. Some were looking for their own children, while others were looking for their favorite disciples. They did not have the same bad taste as Mr. Wassip, but they were just seeing them young.

People joke.

However, he really saw something for him to laugh at.

Yi Xing was surrounded by people.

A group of men in black.

What might be the reason a group of teenagers surround another teenager?

Stealing someone’s wife?

"I don't have flowers on my face; even if I have flowers, I'm still the kind of flowers that look ugly and have many thorns." Yi Xing looked at the young man in front of me, "So you have to find a better look,

It is best to go somewhere else if you are safe."

The boy was not in the mood to argue with him: "I am Mo Xun."

This is a proud introduction. He neither says what he is from or where he is, but tells others directly who he is, so he is very confident that others know him, or at least have heard of his name.

Yi Xing certainly knew him; not only knew him, but when a few of them surrounded him, he almost recognized half of them.

This is a Mo family.

Mo Xun, you can tell from this name that even if it is not the direct line of Mo Zhe, the founder of the Mo family, it is at least a child of a sideline. You can even think of his status in the Mo family.

But Yi Xing was too lazy to use his butt. He yawned lazily: "Is it very famous?" He pretended to ask Fang Bian: "Have you heard of it?" Fang Bian shook his head and asked Ma Wencai: "

Have you heard of it?" Ma Wencai spat: "Mo Xun has never heard of it, but he has heard of it touching his chest." Yi Xing had no choice but to shake his head and said: "Look, no one knows you."

Mo Xun was extremely annoyed: "Sure enough, a rat is in the same cave, and there is no good thing between the father and son!"

When Yi Xing heard his father talk about him, he didn't care about his abuse and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong with my father? Where is he now?"

Mo Xun said: "What, don't you know yet?"

Looking at Yi Xing's confused look, Mo Xun was very happy. He said, "Since you don't know, then I will tell... you think beautifully! It's not good to care about people? That's even worse.

.Because the worse you feel, the better I feel.”

Yi Xing felt his chest filled with anger.

He was born in the Mo family for fourteen years and had long regarded Mo as his family. Unexpectedly, the Mo family had put him out of the wall. He was concerned about the Mo family and did not know the reason. He also hoped that the Mo family could change their minds and take care of them. If it weren't for the huge grudges, he would be very grateful.

, He really didn't want to compete with his former classmates.

But he still fought because Mo Xun had touched his bottom line.

As the anger burned, golden lights burst out from his body. Standing there, Yi Xing's body suddenly burst into air waves, the mystery of the reincarnation talisman at the bottom of his feet flashed faintly, his sleeves were like waves, his long hair was churning up and down, and his momentum suddenly became violent.

increase.

Mo Xun was shocked and did not dare to be careless. He chanted the secret of protecting his body, pointed it a little, and then a long stick flew behind him. The stick was square, as if half of the table legs were sawed off from somewhere, but it was also amazing.

, pressed in front of Mo Xun.

Looking from a distance, Yi Xing, Mo Xun and the other seemed to be in a ball, but one side was filled with golden light and the other side was black waves, confronting each other, and no one was willing to take a step back.

There was a lot of noise here, and everyone in the venue was attracted.

"This... are the Mo family members so strong?"

"Half step outside, the peak Ming Ghost. Who is this person? Is there a possibility of breaking through Ming Ghost at such a young age?"

"The Mo family has always been low-key, but I don't want to look down on them because of this."

The crowd seemed extremely surprised by Mo Xun's cultivation. Is it worthy of their admiration as the Ming Ghost at the lowest level?

It turns out that this is the result of the way of cultivating spiritual energy. Cultivating one's own wisdom has always been a matter of talent, which is probably the level of talent. The capable ones achieve twice the result with half the effort, while the weak ones achieve half the effort with twice the effort. Some people are born without Tianchi, and wanting to practice is nothing more than delusion. In this way, they are practicing.

On the first threshold, many people were brushed down.

Immediately after practicing, you must find a suitable guide and obtain continuous hardship. In this way, there will be a distinction between high and low in cultivation. The entry to practicing cultivation is to accumulate spiritual energy in heaven and earth, exude the old and accept the new, and hide the Tianchi.

When the Tianchi accommodates spiritual energy to a certain extent, a qualitative change will occur and cultivation will also enter the state. However, this qualitative change is easy to say, but difficult to do. Some people can do their best to shackle the wise ghosts, and they cannot make progress. They have a mind.

There is also a shortage of opportunities.

However, most of the people who entered the Pavilion are in the realm of Ming Ghost, and a few people in the outside world have extraordinary talents and are too fast to enter the realm, so the Academy will not block it. To put it bluntly, the competition is relatively fair.

of.

They confronted each other, and a young man in a gorgeous clothes walked over there, shaking his folding fan and said, "Lin Saner, come here, come here, bring a chair for me, I want to see the little kids play house." This person was naturally the same day

It is easy to see people on the mountain road.

As soon as he finished speaking, another young man in Taoism came over and smiled and said, "So the extreme of emptiness and keep quiet. You can still be ashamed of no one else, take care of your own family, and take your own mind and nature."

Looking at the other side, an acquaintance came.

Gongsun Long came up with a group of famous children, but watched the battle, but did not speak.

After a stalemate for a while, Yi Xing's forehead was already sweating and was about to collapse. Mo Xun sneered, pushed a square stick several feet, accumulating enough strength, and suddenly avoided the real and became weak, breaking Yi Xing's wave of energy.

, knocked him to the ground. Yi Xing was about to get up, but a mouthful of blood surged into his throat. He coughed out and his whole body suddenly lost strength.

Fang Bian and Ma Wencai ran over from left to right and helped him up. Seeing Yi Xing's face pale and blood came out of his mouth, they couldn't help but feel angry in their hearts, and shouted in unison and rushed towards Mo Xun.

The Mo family members behind Mo Xun each pulled out a square stick and stood in front of Mo Xun, alerting to the invading enemy.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the easy-to-speaking behind me: "No!"

The two of them had a stagnation. They looked back at Yixing, coughed up another mouthful of blood, and hurried to Yixing to help him sort out his body luck. Yixing looked at Gongsun Long, and saw that he was unmoved, he sighed secretly:

I seem to have really annoyed him. Is his mind really so small?

Gongsun Long stood there and saw this scene, so why is it not in a hurry? But his grandfather told him a key task. The time has not come, so he must not make a rash move. In order to take into account the overall situation, he had to pretend to be unintentional and turn around and leave.

It's right.

"You are so unreasonable!" A girl jumped out of nowhere and pointed at Mo Xun's nose and scolded, "Are you not ashamed of bullying others?"

Mo Xun frowned and said in a cold voice: "Who are you?"

The girl said, "It doesn't matter who I am, who you are? In my opinion, you must be an ugly and evil bad woman."

Mo Xun said angrily: "I am a pure man!"

The girl said, "Where is such a shameless man in the world? He bullies the weak and bullies the weak to the less?" As she said that, she asked around the crowd: "Are you men?"

Of course, the teenagers present responded in unison: "Of course!"

The girl said again: "If this person who uses bad methods is also a man, wouldn't it mean that men are so bad?"

The teenagers said, "Of course it's different."

The girl said to Mo Xun, "Did you hear it? They said you are different from them. They are men. Since you are different, you are naturally not men! If you are not men, isn't you just an ugly and evil bad woman?

”

Mo Xun was not willing to be as knowledgeable as her. He glanced at Yixing, snorted coldly at the girl, and took the people away.

The girl laughed loudly, as if she found that it was not suitable for laughing at the moment, so she hurried to Yixing and asked him: "Are you okay?" Yixing nodded. The girl said: "That's good, I can't stand the other person the most.

If you are bullied, if you are beaten by him again, come to me!" After that, the girl jumped away and shouted as she walked: "Senior brother, senior brother! You are not waiting for me!"

Yi Xing smiled bitterly: Since you asked me to find you, you didn’t tell me how to find you, wouldn’t you tease me? He shook his head, sat upright and started to use his skills to heal his wounds.

"Is this person easy to act?"

"Yes, this person is what the incense master told me."

"It seems that my strength is very weak, and I really don't have any sense of accomplishment when I kill such a person."

"Let's use money to do things and have a bullshit sense of accomplishment. Be careful not to miss it tomorrow!"

"I can save it."
Chapter completed!