Today the morning breeze on Jianping is stronger than before.

Green and yellow flags, straight swords and bamboos, strips of clothes...all were rustled by the strong wind, giving people a sense of tension as a storm is about to come.

Xiao Ran's words were like throwing a stone into water, causing ripples in the hearts of all the disciples. The ripples spread rapidly and turned into a stormy sea in an instant.

Among the sparse crowd, some inner disciples with itchy hands and ready to make a move looked again at the young master uncle on the square platform.

Could it be that the sword-wielding elder really picked a genius with a special physique?

No one dared to take action.

But someone spoke.

A middle-aged disciple with an old-fashioned temperament bowed slightly to Xiao Ran and said respectfully:

"I heard that Uncle Xiao is good at life skills such as construction and farming. Isn't what we are competing for today -"

Xiao Ran put his hands behind his hands and shook his head, directly interrupting this person's words.

"I don't have that much free time, so today I'm just competing on combat talent."

The man was stunned, thought for a moment, and then asked in a pretentious manner:

"But Uncle Master, you..."

"Two tactics."

Xiao Ran only stretched out two fingers.

"The first option is to limit the cultivation level and use mortal strength to fight, which can only compare with physical skills or sword skills, and the spiritual weapons used are also limited to ordinary ones."

"The second option is to fight without any restrictions on cultivation level or spiritual weapon. There will be no distinction and no rules in fighting. As long as your life is not harmed, you can fight as you like."

There was no sound on Jianping.

Only the wind blows wildly.

No one had time to think about it, Xiao Ran said again:

"I'll wait here for an hour. If no one accepts the challenge, I won't have to do this kind of boring arena again."

The sound of wind rustles and rustles.

Human words are so resonant!

The few disciples who came to watch the battle immediately dispersed and spread Xiao Ran's words quickly to every hilltop and every corner of the inner gate.

One stone stirs up a thousand waves!

The Eighteen Mountains in the inner gate exploded instantly.

"A boring arena? Are you sure that's what the disciple said?"

"There are two options for the challenger to choose? I thought that the direct disciples would limit their cultivation to only compete in swordsmanship and physical skills!"

"Why is a mere mortal so arrogant? Could it be that he is hiding his strength..."

"Or is it that the sword-wielding elder is hiding in the dark and will assist him secretly?"

"How is that possible - I just heard from Uncle Bo Yunzi that the sword-wielding elder has to go out for business and will not be able to come back until three days after leaving the sect!"

"Deliberately creating alibi, secretly stuffing secret spiritual weapons into direct disciples, and fighting at will!"

"I don't rule out this possibility, but I still feel that Uncle Xiao is hiding his strength. Didn't you see his demeanor just now? Where is the magnanimity that a mortal should have?"

"Would he be bluffing, deliberately giving two options, or exalting himself, or implying that he has a weapon, thereby forcing the challenger to choose the first option?"

"What you said makes sense. In short, we can only wait and see, and don't take action rashly. Senior Sister Jiang and Junior Brother Ye are definitely more anxious than us. What's more, there is also the touchstone of Senior Uncle Chen. Whether it's a mule or a horse, the original shape will be revealed soon."

"No matter what...there's something good to watch today!"

Similar discussions are taking place on every mountain peak.

…

Xiaoxufeng.

The female cultivators had just learned that Jiang Chuyan was going to join the Sword-bearing Peak and become the beloved disciple of the Sword-bearing Elder. Before they had time to cheer and hold a farewell party, they heard an even more exciting news.

Xiao Ran, Chu Yan's immediate master and the mortal disciple of Zhijian Peak, arrived at Jianping just after the first day of the Disciple Challenge.

"What a domineering man, is he hiding his strength?"

"No wonder even the senior sister has to bow down and become a disciple!"

"Go and call Senior Sister!"

"Where is Senior Sister? You were packing your things just now..."

"Senior Sister went to the main peak to go through the procedures for transferring to another peak."

"It happens to be on the main peak? Let's go and have a look too!"

"Go, go, go!"

…

Baicao Peak.

There were rustling sounds in the medicinal fields, like snakes moving.

Spring frogs and autumn cicadas were scurrying among the medicinal plants, immersed in catching insects...and weeding, unaware of what was happening on the main peak.

The two of them held the iron bull in one hand and the nine-star ladybug in the other, until they bumped head-on into a pair of slender, straight, soft and warm calves.

When he looked up, he saw that it was Master Yin Yue.

"Your senior brother Xiao Ran is currently accepting a disciple's challenge on the main peak Jianping. Do you two want to go over and cheer him on?"

The two girls scratched their heads, picked up the hairpins that had fallen into the grass, put them on again, and said casually:

"What is...our senior brother Xiao Ran?"

"Master, if you want to see them, just go there. No one stipulates that elders can't see them. We still have to weed!"

"Besides, no matter how you look at it, Master, he is still someone else's disciple."

"If you ask me, instead of coveting other people's disciples, it's better to treat your own disciples better. Can't you prepare more candied haws in the imperial city?"

Master Yin Yue's face darkened for a moment and he said sternly:

"Today we will weed all the weeds on the mountain. When will we finish weeding, when will we eat?"

The two girls stood up, their two little heads slightly higher than the medicine field. A frog-shaped hairpin and a cicada-shaped hairpin stood out in the medicine field, like living creatures.

"Let's go and cheer for Senior Brother Xiao Ran!"

…

Casting Sword Peak.

In a certain black crystal cave.

The master wears a blindfold on his head and carefully sharpens his sword on several pieces of black crystal stones with different textures. He must ensure the sharpness, toughness and fineness of the spiritual patterns of the sword blade at the same time.

This is an extremely complex process.

The senior teacher was oblivious to what was going on outside the window and just repeated the same actions endlessly, looking very serious and professional.

But his thoughts had long since disappeared, and his spiritual consciousness, which was secretly increasing, was searching the surrounding mountain peaks.

"Master, Junior Brother Xiao Ran, whom you are concerned about, unexpectedly appeared at Jianping, the main peak, and is waiting for the challenge from his disciples."

"What does it have to do with you?"

From the dome of the cave, a cold and dry old voice came.

Master Mo Xia is in another cave, repairing the mountain-protecting formation.

This is the task of protecting the mountain jointly undertaken by the leader Mian Xiu, Bo Yunzi, Huangfu Qun and Mo Xia Zhenren.

"Don't you want Junior Brother Xiao Ran to come to Sword Forging Peak as a guest? If disciple Xiao Ran is seriously injured in the ring, I don't know how long it will take to train before coming to Sword Forging Peak."

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"Elder Zhijian went out this morning, and the person who hosted this disciple challenge was not Senior Brother Chen, but Senior Brother Luo Sheng. The disciple felt that it was necessary to cheer for Junior Brother Xiao Ran to avoid being bullied by the bad guys."

"Luo Sheng is not the kind of person you think. He is also a person who has passed the disciple challenge. If Xiao Ran can't even pass the disciple challenge, he won't have the ability to build the sword peak."

"Disciple thinks that Junior Brother Xiao Ran dares to come so early and may be hiding his incredible strength. Isn't Master not interested at all?"

"Of course I'm interested in being a teacher, but what does it have to do with you?"

"..."

…

Main peak.

The wind on Jianping is getting stronger and stronger.

A quarter of an hour after Xiao Ran appeared, thousands of inner sect disciples had gathered on Jianping, and the darkness was filled with heads.

It was as grand as a concert, but it wasn't lively. Instead, it felt like "the setting sun shines on the big flag, and the horse whistles in the wind."
To be continued...