At dawn the next day, the bodies of the male and female robbers were to be delivered to the city lord's palace. Neither Meng Bufan nor Zhao Hu followed them. The date for the sect's selection of disciples was coming soon, and they needed to seize all the time to practice.
Although Yunlong City is located at the foot of the two sects of East Xuanzong and West Xuanzong, Yunlong City is still more than two thousand miles away from Lingyun Peak, the main peak of Dongxuanzong. They still need to set off a few days in advance, so before joining Dongxuanzong,
There are only a few days left to practice.
Zhao Yuan told Meng Bufan that in order to reduce the sensation, it was said that Zhao Yuan and Zhao Long killed the male and female robbers. After all, a ten-year-old boy with a fifth level of warrior killing both male and female robbers alone would cause a great sensation.
Others will be very curious about Meng Bufan. In order to reduce trouble, Meng Bufan also agrees with this. At the same time, Meng Bufan is even more grateful to Zhao Yuan and his family.
A few days passed very quickly. The two of them were also practicing hard, and both had improved a lot. Except for the fact that the physical tempering body had not changed, Meng Bufan's Qi cultivation had improved a lot, and he had reached the level of a warrior.
At the sixth level, at the same time, I have already practiced Golden Ox Fist to a small degree, and of course I have also learned the third move.
Because Zhao Hu put all his time into practicing the Golden Ox Fist, his Qi has not improved. He is still the fourth level peak warrior, but his Golden Ox Fist has also reached the stage of minor success. This is already a level for Zhao Hu.
Not a small amount of progress.
The two declined the suggestion of Zhao Hu's parents and did not let Zhao Hu's brother Zhao Long see him off. They just asked for a driver and a carriage. One morning, after bidding farewell to Zhao Hu's parents and relatives, the two embarked on a search for Zhao Hu.
On the road to martial arts, heading towards Dongxuanzong, the two of them sat silently in the carriage. They didn't say much. Each of them held two spiritual stones in their hands and continued to practice. Although there were some bumps on the road, it was better to meditate quietly.
The effect of practice was good, but neither of them wasted any time.
On the path of a warrior, the desire for martial arts is particularly important. You may not have outstanding talent, but the desire for martial arts is indispensable. The firmer the mind, the higher your future achievements may be. Meng Bufan also knows this deeply, so,
He never relaxed in his cultivation because of his amazing talent.
The horse pulling the cart is a relatively fast red rabbit horse. If it is not loaded, it can travel thousands of miles in a day. So at the evening of the third day, the three of them have arrived at the foot of Lingyun Peak, the main peak of Dongxuan Sect. At this time, Li Dong
There were still two days left for Xuanzong to recruit disciples. The three of them found an inn in Qinglong Town, a small town at the foot of Lingyun Mountain, and rested for a night. Qinglong Town was much smaller than Yunlong City, so the two of them didn't think about it.
The ** who are hanging around here, the sect will recruit disciples tomorrow. The two finally discussed that if they have nothing to do today, why not go to the main peak of Dongxuan Sect to have a look. The coachman will be waiting at the inn in the next few days, waiting to recruit disciples
Make plans after you get the results.
Meng Bufan and Zhao Hu had never traveled far before. Seeing everything on Lingyun Peak, they both found it very novel and interesting.
Lingyun Peak is about five thousand meters high. There are layers of green on the mountain. The dense forest surrounds the entire mountain. It is like putting a green dress on the mountain. It looks very pleasing to the eye. The gate is a thousand meters up at the foot of the mountain.
From a distance, the top of the mountain above 4,000 meters is surrounded by patches of white clouds, making it look like a fairyland.
"Bufan, you will definitely be accepted as a disciple this time, but I can't say." Zhao Hu said worriedly while climbing up from the foot of the mountain.
"Don't worry, your talent is not bad, I think there is a 90% chance." Meng Bufan comforted him.
On the road, I occasionally saw other teenagers climbing the mountain. It seemed that they, like Meng Bufan and others, were going to visit the test center first.
From a distance, they saw several teenagers sitting on the steps going up the mountain, blocking the entire road. There happened to be thorns on both sides of the road, and it was impossible to get around from both sides of the road. Opposite them, there were still people.
There were three young men standing, arguing with the young man sitting down.
"Lin Qingxuan, please give way and let us pass." One of the young men wearing a white shirt said angrily.
"Hu Yidao, what nonsense are you talking about? You dare to call Master Qingxuan by his name. It seems that you weren't afraid of being beaten by us in Wulong City? Now you see us and you dare to get close." A young man in brocade clothes sitting there was extremely arrogant.
Another handsome young man was sitting on the steps with an arrogant smile on his face. Judging from his appearance, he must be Lin Qingxuan.
In the midst of their argument, Meng Bufan and Zhao Hu had already arrived. Both sides glanced at them, then turned their heads and continued to argue. It seemed that the fourth level warrior and the sixth level warrior did not let them notice.
In eyes.
Meng Bufan ignored them and said directly: "Excuse me, please let the two of us pass." He emphasized the two people specifically because he didn't want to get involved in their conflicts. It seemed that Hu Yidao and Lin Qingxuan had conflicts before. Meng Bufan
Don't want to pay attention to it at all.
Unexpectedly, the arrogant young man in brocade clothes said contemptuously: "You two bumpkins, if Master Qingxuan doesn't say anything, you two can't even think about it." Seeing that Meng Bufan was a warrior at the sixth level, he rolled his eyes and said, "I, Lin Jie, happen to be a warrior as well.
Liuzhong, if you can take my three moves, I will let you two pass."
Meng Bufan got angry: "Who do you think you are? Dongxuan Sect is not run by your family? There is a way for everyone to walk, and a good dog will not block the way. What qualifications do you have to let me pick up your three moves?" With one sentence, the four people sitting on the steps were stunned.
Everyone was scolded.
The four people sitting on the steps stood up, and the handsome young man named Lin Qingxuan snorted coldly: "You little bastard is so courageous that even a sixth-level warrior dares to shout. Lin Jie, go and teach him a lesson. Give him a lesson."
A few mouths."
Lin Jie walked towards Meng Bufan step by step. He was taller than Meng Bufan, and because he walked from top to bottom, he was in a condescending situation. Without saying much, he punched him with his right hand.
There was a faint sound driven by the wind of fists.
"Dragon Fist, brother, be careful!" the young man in white named Hu Yidao warned Meng Bufan.
Meng Bufan circulated his true energy and punched the golden bull down the mountain. The punch that directly met Lin Jie also carried a terrifying punching style.
In fact, Meng Bufan's Golden Bull Down the Mountain is more suitable for performing in a condescending situation. Today, we are at a disadvantage on the terrain, and there is nothing we can do about it.
The two fists connected, and everyone heard the sound of a broken bone. Hu Yidao was shocked and secretly worried about Meng Bufan. But Zhao Hu's face was very calm. No one here knew Meng Bufan better than him.
.Don’t mention that you are also a sixth-level warrior. Even if you are a tenth-level warrior, you cannot be Meng Bufan’s opponent.
Lin Jie let out a scream, and his body was driven by the huge power of Meng Bufan's fist. He flew back and hit the people behind him heavily. Hu Yidao and the other three ignored him and flew out of the way.
The handsome young man Lin Qingxuan waved his hand and gently caught Lin Jie. At the first level of martial arts! Only at the first level of warrior can he use his strength to the point where lifting weights is light.
Everyone couldn't help but look at Lin Jie at this time, and saw that his right wrist had drooped down, and it looked like it had been broken. The cold sweat on his forehead was also falling down, and it looked like he was in serious pain. In fact,
No wonder Meng Bufan wanted to teach the arrogant Lin Jie a lesson, but he didn't want to beat him to pieces. He only used 60% of his strength. He didn't expect that Lin Jie couldn't help but hit him. It seemed like he was suffering from a pill.
The sixth level of warrior creation.
Everyone looked at Meng Bufan in surprise. They didn't expect that between the sixth level warrior and the sixth level warrior, Meng Bufan could knock the opponent away with one punch.
Lin Qingxuan took two steps forward and said, "Bastard, you should die, you have angered me." As he spoke, he stretched out the index finger and middle finger of his right hand and stabbed Meng Bufan heavily. Those two fingers were like two sharp swords.
The same, carrying the sword energy, the same as the wind and thunder, struck Meng Bufan!
Hu Yidao couldn't help but secretly worry about Meng Bufan. Because the two had a common opponent, Hu Yidao couldn't help but position himself on Meng Bufan's side. He and Lin Qingxuan were both from Wulong City, and they had no idea about Lin Qingxuan's strength.
I know it well and have suffered losses at the hands of Lin Qingxuan. I have to say that Hu Yidao already considers himself a genius. At the age of thirteen, he is already a first-level martial artist, but Lin Qingxuan is even more talented, and he is also thirteen.
Sui is a first-level martial artist, but he can easily defeat the second-level martial artist. Meng Bufan is only a sixth-level warrior, no matter how powerful he is, he cannot be Lin Qingxuan's opponent.
Even Zhao Hu couldn't help but worry. The power of these two fingers exceeded the power of his father Zhao Yuan. It seemed that Lin Qingxuan's combat power should be more than the first level of martial arts. Zhao Hu was in a state of confusion, but thought
What's the best way to get up?
Meng Bufan didn't think much, he pulled out the blue light sword from his waist, swung it with all his strength, and slashed at Lin Qingxuan's finger. Although he didn't have any martial arts swordsmanship, the green light sword that was filled with all the true energy in his body seemed fierce at this moment.
Incomparable.
Suddenly, a figure appeared between the two of them, and the attacks from Lin Qingxuan's finger sword and Meng Bufan's azure light sword were eliminated. Lin Qingxuan and Meng Bufan both felt that their attacks were lightly bounced away.
A handsome young man in white clothes, probably less than twenty years old. He stood there quietly without any weapons in his hands. I don’t know how he managed to deflect the attacks of the two men. This
The young man in white clothes had the Dongxuan Sect's logo embroidered on his chest. The young man in white clothes stood quietly between the two of them. An elegant feeling naturally spread from him. The young men seemed to be in a trance, as if they felt something.
The sword stood there quietly.
"Senior brother!" All the young men bowed and saluted. Anyone who is not a fool will know that this young man must be a disciple of Dongxuan Sect. His status is probably not low, at least he will be an inner disciple, and he may even be a direct disciple.