Sima Heng became the biggest winner. The victory in the two games was entirely due to Ji Jie, and it was also Ji Jie's first victory. The Beiyuan faction became famous.
"Haha, at noon tomorrow, I will host a banquet in the Chengji Sect's ancestral hall to welcome the six elders of the Shenwu Sect and the Tianfeng Sect!" Sima Heng said loudly with a smile: "At that time, everyone will discuss the succession of the family head and return it.
Elders, please arrive on time, I am eagerly waiting for you!"
The people from the Shenwu Sect were the first to leave here, and they were all dejected. Losing the game meant that they had nothing to do with the position of the head of the family. Then came the people from the Tianfeng Sect. Their biggest failure was in the selection of contestants, just like the Shenwu Sect.
, they didn’t take the martial arts fight as a thing at first. They thought they could easily win the first two games and there would be no need to compete in the third game. Since this is the case, of course, they should focus on the martial arts and martial arts.
On the bow horse, there was also the matter of Ulji and Wuguo participating in the competition.
The people from the two sects disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye, leaving only a dozen people from the Chengji sect, and everyone's face was filled with the joy of victory.
"Jun Zhaowen is mighty!" Sima Mu gave a thumbs up and said with a smile: "If it weren't for the questions you prepared in advance, I'm afraid it would be difficult for us to win. Let's have a midnight snack together. I'll treat you! Elder Beiyuan, let's have a good time.
Let’s have a few drinks to celebrate!”
"No problem, I will risk my life tonight to accompany the gentleman!" Sima Heng said with great pride.
There were several tables in the huge dining room, and almost all the prominent people from the Chengji Sect were present. Of course, no one from the Nanshan Sect showed up, and the old boy Sima Jing didn't even come to congratulate him.
Could this guy have some other agenda? Ji Jie kept an eye out and carefully observed everyone here, but couldn't find any flaws. It seemed that the Nanshan Sect's informants were indeed not here.
Sima Xueran also drank a few glasses of strong wine, and her pretty face was flushed, which was really cute.
"Brother Jie, let's have a drink!" Sima Xueran took the initiative to raise the cup.
"Do it!" Ji Jie clinked the cup with it, and then drank it all in one gulp. The wine was brewed by Cheng Jizong himself, with an alcohol content of about 60, and it was very strong.
Everyone kept eating and drinking until midnight. Sima Heng and Sima Mu were drunk until they collapsed on the table. Each of them drank at least a jar of wine. Even if they were heavy drinkers, they would not be able to hold such a large jar.
With the support of Ji Jie and Sima Xueran, they sent Sima Heng back to his room. The two of them walked in the quiet flower path, with a crescent moon above their heads and the pleasant sound of chirping insects under their feet.
Sima Xueran pointed to the Bajiao Pavilion not far away and suggested: "Go and sit there for a while. I feel a little dry after drinking!"
"Okay!" Ji Jie nodded in agreement, this is a rare opportunity to be alone, boys and girls spend time in front of and under the moon, hehe.
Seeing that Ji Jie was smiling a little abnormally, Sima Xueran pouted and said, "What bad idea are you planning?"
"No, no..." Ji Jie was a little embarrassed, but with his thick skin, everything was over in a blink of an eye.
Sitting in the pavilion, Sima Xueran stared blankly into the distance, as if he had something on his mind. Ji Jie couldn't help but ask, he wanted to know what Xueran was thinking.
"I miss my parents!" Sima Xueran's tone contained a hint of resentment.
She lost her father in her early years, and her mother was devastated, and passed away not long after. At that time, Sima Xueran was only twelve years old. Under the care of Sima Heng, she continued to live here for three years, and then went to the ghost world.
Gu studied under his master.
"So, we started at the same time!"
"No, you are one month earlier than me, otherwise why would I call you senior brother!" Sima Xueran said: "And you started teaching several months earlier than me. In the last few months, the teacher came to me more than once
When your name is mentioned in front of him, it sounds like he feels he owes you a lot!"
Owe? I don’t dare take it. It’s not that he owes me a lot, but he has never paid attention to me. If I hadn’t been clever and successfully walked out of the Ghost Valley, I would probably have stayed in that inhospitable place for the rest of my life.
.
Ji Jie almost never recognized Gui Guzi as a teacher in his heart, and he accepted so many students, but never allowed these students to communicate together!
Who told the old man Guiguzi not to belong to any country? Maybe there is only one purpose for not allowing students to communicate. When you become a talent, you can assist whoever you are willing to assist, and don't let external things affect your subjective judgment.
"Thanks to you this time, otherwise how could the Beiyuan sect be so prominent among the three sects!" Sima Xueran said sincerely: "Brother Jie, thank you!"
"You're too polite!" Ji Jie pretended to be angry and said, "Are we just going to say thank you?"
"But I really appreciate you!"
"Then reward me!"
"How to reward, tell me!"
"Kiss me!"
"Well?"
"If you feel embarrassed, then I'll kiss you!"
"roll!"
"Don't run away, weren't you the one who asked me to come here..."
"..."
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At noon the next day, there were more than a dozen tables of delicacies in the Chengji Sect's hall. According to Sima Heng's idea, each of the three sects and nine sects should have at least one table. Chengji Sect, as the host, should occupy at least a few tables.
Bar.
People from the Beiyuan and Youlin factions came early to prepare for the arrival of the guests.
It was a quarter past noon. According to modern time calculation, it was exactly 12 noon. But except for the original members of the Beiyuan sect and Youlin sect, there were not many people.
No one from the Shenwu Sect and Tianfeng Sect came, and the most annoying thing was that the Nanshan Sect of the same sect didn't come either. Sima Heng and Sima Mu's faces became increasingly ugly, and they vaguely felt that something was not good.
"These people must have deliberately not come!" Ji Jie analyzed: "They took advantage of their large number of people and deliberately did not show up. In other words, even if we selected the head of the family today, they would not admit it! Come on!
Even if you refuse to admit your guilt, we have nothing to do!"
"It's so abominable!" Sima Xueran clenched his fist and said, "The competition was jointly discussed by the elders of the three sects. How could they go back on their word? Is it possible that only if they win, will it count?"
I didn’t say that the competition doesn’t count, but I won’t come to your banquet and won’t discuss with you who will succeed you as the head of the family. What can you do? Seven elders from the nine sects didn’t come, so how can you choose the head of the family?
Even if you are elected, no one will recognize your legitimacy.
Let it go? They are just looking forward to such a result. Even if they cannot become the head of the family, it is better not to have the head of the family than to have someone else become it. I guess the elders think so.
"What should we do now?" Sima Mu asked.
"Wait another two-quarters of an hour. If they still don't come, let's eat it ourselves!" Sima Heng said with a dark face: "I didn't expect them to pull this trick. I really underestimated the thickness of these people's skin!"
Ji Jie shrugged, called a disciple of the Beiyuan sect, whispered a few words, turned around and returned to his seat and sat down again.