When she returned to Ye Sulan's home, Mrs. Wang was already extremely anxious. She had not slept all night. Only when she saw her daughter did she feel relieved.
Just as Wang was about to scold her, Ye Sulan took out the three-leaf magic grass from her arms and handed it to her mother.
Mrs. Wang never thought that her usually naughty and playful daughter would take risks to find herbs for herself. At this moment, she held her in her arms, crying and laughing at the same time as her darling.
Ye Sulan struggled for a long time before she was freed from her mother's arms. She pulled Ye Guhong over and said, "Mom, it's A Niu this time... Junior Brother Guhong went with me without his help, and I couldn't find this herb."
Ye Sulan remembered that Ye Guhong once said that he didn't like others to call him A Niu, so she immediately changed her words unconsciously.
Mrs. Wang thanked Ye Guhong profusely, and it was needless to say that Mrs. Wang was relieved. Then she felt extremely sleepy and fell asleep with her daughter by her side.
Ye Guhong and Ye Sulan left Wang's residence. The moment they left the house, they both sneezed at the same time.
After all that hard work, it’s no surprise that I don’t catch a cold!
;;;;;;;;;"Quickly, tell your mother." As soon as Ye Guhong's mother, Mrs. Zhang, came home, she took her son to ask questions.
After not seeing each other for a few days, her son suddenly recognized Ye Xuan, the most powerful village chief in the village, as his teacher. This really made Mrs. Zhang very happy.
"What's there to say?" Ye Guhong wiped his nose and said, "Master said that I have good talent, so he accepted me as his disciple."
"Okay, ancestors have accumulated virtues, ancestors have accumulated virtues." Mrs. Zhang smiled happily, clapped her legs and said, "Your father must have a spirit in heaven. Not only did he enlighten you, he also allowed you to find a good master and learn skills quickly.
Come, give incense to your father."
After struggling for a while, Ye Guhong finally had a chance to rest.
From this day on, Ye Guhong no longer herded cattle all day long, but began to embark on the path of hard cultivation.
Ye Xuan's wife and daughter have all received favors from Ye Guhong, and naturally they love Ye Guhong even more.
It's just that Ye Sulan is still the same as before, and she will always have a few arguments with Ye Guhong when she meets him.
Such days lasted for more than two or three months, and everyone was enjoying it, but there was one person who regarded Ye Guhong as a thorn in his side. This person was naturally Pang Zhantian.
He has a good impression of Ye Sulan, but now that he sees Ye Sulan and Ye Guhong getting closer, the jealousy and anger in his heart is getting deeper and deeper. In front of everyone, Ye Guhong is still as honest and stupid as ever.
Because of this, Pang Zhan was born with a sense of frustration that he had lost to a fool.
The fire of hatred has already spread in Pang Zhantian's heart.
It’s autumn and the weather is getting cooler
Early that morning, Ye Guhong practiced for a long time before he opened his eyes and sighed sadly.
The door opened and Ye Sulan poked her head into the room: "Dad asked us to gather in the courtyard. Are you still practicing?"
Ye Guhong was obviously not in a good mood today: "Hey, I won't practice anymore, my progress is too slow."
Ye Sulan chuckled and walked into the room and said: "Are you too slow? You are now the third level of spiritual disciple, and it seems to be almost the fourth level. It has only been three months since you started practicing, and I have been practicing since then.
It’s been two years, and I’ve only reached the fourth level of spiritual disciple.”
After Ye Guhong simply freshened up, he said: "Hey, at the beginning, my cultivation speed was more than ten times that of ordinary people. Then it gradually became five times. Now it has doubled, and it seems to be the same as ordinary people. I really don't understand.
Why is the speed of cultivation still deteriorating?”
Ye Sulan said matter-of-factly: "It's just the same as normal people, what does it matter?"
Ye Guhong sighed in his heart, but a smile appeared on his face and said: "Okay, I just feel sorry for myself. Is there anything wrong with Master asking us to go out?"
Ye Sulan shook her head and said: "I didn't say anything, but my father seems to be very serious. There must be something very important."
The two of them came to the courtyard together, where all thirty-seven disciples were already standing.
Ye Xuan is indeed as Ye Sulan said, with a serious expression
After Ye Sulan and Ye Xuan joined the crowd, Ye Xuan cleared his throat and said loudly: "On the eighth day of next month, a competition will be held in Lingdu City for those under the age of twenty and at the spiritual disciple stage.
, I just participated in the competition. I want to choose two of you to go to Lingdu City to participate in this competition."
When everyone heard this, they suddenly became distracted. Such low-level competitions are often held in big cities like Lingdu City. If you win, you will only be given a few taels of silver.
Seeing everyone's lifeless looks, Ye Xuan raised the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "The winner of this competition will have the opportunity to be selected by the Jueying Sect and become a disciple."
When these words were spoken, everyone seemed to be pumped with blood, their eyes lit up, and their ears pricked up to listen.
Ye Guhong was most confused. He pulled Ye Sulan's sleeve and asked, "Senior sister, what are the disciples of Jueying Sect?"
Ye Sulan explained in a low voice: "Jueying Sect is one of the three sects and seven sects. It is so powerful that it is stronger than many small countries. There are four stages of disciples in Jueying Sect, namely external disciples, internal disciples and internal disciples.
The first two of the four direct disciples are disciples in name only, but the latter two can be taught by the Jueying Sect’s true talents and knowledge. If you can really become a disciple of the Jueying Sect, or become a true disciple, your future is really boundless.”
In the past few months, Ye Guhong seemed to have occasionally heard rumors about the Jueying Sect. Not to mention its powerful strength, the Jueying Sect's world-famous Jueying Sword Technique alone was frightening to those who heard it and killed to those who saw it.
"Pang Zhantian, Pei Yu, Ma Qingfeng, Ye Bin, Ye Sulan, Ye Guhong, the six of you come out."
After Ye Xuan called his name, these six people left the team.
Ye Xuan continued: "In this selection, there will be young masters from neighboring villages and towns, as well as many martial arts schools in Lingdu City. If you are weak, you will be humiliating yourself if you go. It is not my name. If there is anyone who is dissatisfied,
, you can stand up”
These people named by Ye Xuan are actually the six strongest among Ye Xuan's disciples. Although the others are a little disappointed, they all know their own weight.
After naming the six people, Ye Xuan said: "You are all of similar strength. If anyone doesn't want to participate in this competition, you can retreat by yourself."
A disciple named Ma Qingfeng took a step forward and said: "Master, Ma Qingfeng knows that his strength is very poor. I voluntarily quit. Senior Brother Pang is undoubtedly the strongest among us. I think he should be included in the quota."
As he said, Pang Zhantian has now reached the fifth level of spiritual disciple, and his strength is much higher than the others.
Immediately afterwards, Pei Yu and Ye Bin both said similar words.
Pang Zhantian was very happy, but on the surface he pretended not to have any ripples.
Three of the six people are left
In fact, the reason why those three people supported Pang Zhantian so much was because, firstly, Pang Zhantian was much stronger than them, and secondly, since the Jueying Sect disciples would be selected in this competition, the competition would certainly be fierce, so these people knew they had no chance.
, it was just a smooth favor.
It is said that there are only two places, but after all, Ye Sulan is Ye Xuan's daughter, who dares to compete with her? Therefore, in the current awkward situation, only Ye Guhong and Pang Zhantian are left.
Ye Xuan was not without selfish motives. He also wanted his daughter to join the famous teacher. Seeing that neither Ye Guhong nor Pang Zhantian had any intention of retreating, he began to have some troubles in his heart.
Ye Sulan was very smart and immediately understood the subtleties. She stepped forward and said with a smile: "I give up and let Junior Brother Gu Hong and Senior Brother Pang go."
Ye Xuan frowned and shouted in a low voice: "Lan'er!"
Ye Sulan ignored her father's scolding and backed away on her own.
Ye Xuan sighed and had no choice but to say: "Gu Hong, Zhan Tian and we are leaving for Lingdu City on the fourth day of the Lunar New Year. You can take advantage of these four or five days to practice hard."
Ye Guhong and Pang Zhantian both responded: "Yes!"
;;;;;;;;;In Ye Xuan's house, father and daughter Ye Xuan and Ye Sulan were quarreling.
Ye Sulan pouted and said: "Dad, it's useless for you to use that boxing technique."
Ye Xuan said angrily: "What nonsense! How can the inherited martial arts of my Ye family be useless!"
"Yes, you also said that Gu Hong is from the Ye family and his surname is Ye. Why should we treat him as an outsider? Don't you also like him very much and regard him as your favorite disciple? Why don't you even use this boxing technique?
Willing to teach”
Ye Xuan pondered for a while, but also looked very embarrassed, and said: "But he, but Gu Hong, he is a, he is a fool..."
Ye Sulan suddenly stood up angrily and said coldly: "But his heart is much better than those smart people!"
After that, I stopped arguing with my father and walked away.
Mrs. Wang brought a cup of tea to Ye Xuan and said, "Gu Hong is a good kid. Even if you really teach him his boxing skills, there will be nothing wrong with him."
Ye Xuan sighed and frowned: "Hey, you don't understand. I have wanted to pass this Tianshang Fist to Gu Hong for a long time. It will happen sooner or later. But I didn't expect that Lan'er would care about Gu Hong so much. Do you understand?"
Mrs. Wang smiled bitterly: "My daughter, how could she not understand that I have been watching her for the past few months? In fact, this child Gu Hong is innocent, pure and kind, and there is nothing wrong with her."
"But what about the future! Will Lan'er be looked down upon by others? What if they...if they have children and are still so stupid? I originally saw that Lan'er was disgusted with Gu Hong, so I didn't care about it, but I took it upon myself to find out.
At that time, this matter can no longer reverse the bad fate!" Ye Xuan rarely sighed like this.
Wang suddenly raised his head and said: "Then you should teach Gu Hong boxing. If Gu Hong is really lucky enough to go to Jueying Sect to practice, it will take at least three to five years for both Lan'er and Gu Hong to go there.
When they are still young, if you separate them, they will fade away over time."
Ye Xuan held his head and thought for a long time, then sighed softly and said: "Although what you said is good, but for Gu Hong...hey, let me think about it again."
After a long time, Ye Xuan finally made up his mind, nodded, and said bitterly: "I can't think of a way, so I will do what you say. I hope these two children don't blame me in the future."
When the two of them were talking, they didn't expect that Pang Zhantian, who was lurking outside the window, had heard everything.