Feeling Siyu's contempt, the anger in Jianqu's heart had burned to his neck, but he finally endured it and forced out an ugly smile: "I wonder if my dear brother will appreciate it?"
Siyu smiled softly, "No reward!"
...Quietly, a breeze blew by, silently rolling the dust into a wide-open mouth.
The eldest grandson was startled at first, and then burst into laughter. Finally, his voice became louder and louder, and his movements became more exaggerated. But the face of Jianqu opposite him turned redder and redder.
No one would have thought that Siyu would refuse so directly and without any arrogance of a cultivator.
"Hahaha, Siyu...you are indeed my good brother, hahahaha!"
Siyu grinned. Their family and the second parents' family have always been sworn enemies. Ximen Jianqu often brought people to bully him when he was young, and his brothers always came to protect him. Therefore, in this situation, Siyu certainly wouldn't
It will make Jianqu look good.
"Brother, let's go, the air here is not very good."
Siyu wrinkled her nose and took her brother's hand to leave. The eldest grandson originally wanted to laugh at Jianqu again, but he was eager to reconnect with his brother and didn't want to cause trouble again.
Everyone watched Siyu come and go like the wind, and did not give Jianqu any face. They all felt that Siyu now has a bit more manliness, a bit more confidence, and a bit more fun.
Jianqu took a heavy breath and looked coldly at Ximen Siyu who was walking on the mountain road, gritting his teeth.
This time, he was in trouble again.
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The lunch at noon was delicious. What Siyu didn't expect was that his father had prepared a sumptuous meal for him early, but his father himself did not come.
Sitting in the former hut, Siyu felt very friendly. There was a table of dishes in front of him, and his eldest grandson came and brought two jars of home-brewed rice wine, and drank with Siyu.
Maybe the eldest grandson was really happy and kept filling himself up with wine during lunch, so he didn't worry about getting drunk. A cultivator would never get drunk unless he wanted to.
Siyu also took the opportunity to taste wine for the first time. Apart from the sour and sweet taste, and a warm feeling when entering the throat, there was nothing special about it.
The mistress didn't know where she had gone for most of the day, so there were only these two brothers at the dinner table. After the wine and meat had passed, the conversation gradually opened up.
"Xiaoyu, how have you been in the past four years? How is life in Jianshan? Did the patriarch teach you to be strict?"
Siyu smiled bitterly, made up something nice, and told it to her elder brother.
"By the way, where is the second brother? Why haven't you seen him before?"
Mentioning his second brother, the eldest grandson had a happy smile on his face. The eldest son Ximen Piaofeng has three sons, the eldest son Ximen Changsun, the second son Ximen Guyan, and the third son Ximen Siyu. Among them, the eldest grandson is good at scheming, and Guyan is good at cultivation. Only the eldest son is Ximen Changsun.
The third son Siyu seems to be the most useless. Now the second brother Siyu is referring to is Ximen Guyan.
"The second brother is in great shape now. His skill has reached the late Yuanying stage. With the consent of the elders, he is now in retreat in a quiet room under Junshan Mountain. It is estimated that when he comes out, his cultivation will at least reach the late Yuanying stage."
Siyu noticed that when the elder brother talked about this matter, his expression was very natural, there was no jealousy in his eyes, but only pride.
In fact, Siyu also wanted to tell his brother that his cultivation had reached the middle stage of Nascent Soul. But his technique was too weird, so after thinking about it, he still didn't say it.
"Brother, when will the second brother be released from confinement? It's been a long time since the three of us got together."
The eldest grandson frowned and thought hard: "It's hard to say. My second brother entered the customs half a year ago. No matter how fast he is, it will take 7 or 8 months to get out. Let's not be in a hurry. Let's wait slowly.
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"Seven or eight months..." Siyu thought to himself, it is long enough.
"By the way, brother, I see that everyone has become much more diligent in their cultivation recently. Is there something wrong?" Siyu turned around and asked again.
"Yes, the family will hold a competition this month. The top five disciples will get the opportunity to be passed down by the clan leader. I heard that they will also get a gift... Don't you know about such a big thing?"
"I don't know." As soon as he finished speaking, Siyu realized that he had made a slip of the tongue. He had been with his grandfather for so long. If he said that he didn't know about it, few people in the family would believe it. So Siyu quickly changed his words.
, smiled and said: "Oh, I remembered, there is such a thing, haha."
Seeing that his brother didn't care, Siyu was slightly relieved, but he was really surprised because he really didn't know.
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Fortunately, Ximen Chen gave himself an answer in the afternoon. The Babel Drum was beaten again. Fortunately, this time it was not so exaggerated. It was just a single blast of the Babel Drum. However, the disciples in the family still did not dare to neglect at all.
The fast ones are all concentrated in Wanjiang Pavilion.
The person who presided over the meeting was still the clan leader Ximen Chen, and the afternoon convening actually had only one content: a mobilization meeting.
Ximen Chen announced that the family competition will be held as scheduled at the top of Langshan Mountain in three days. The competition will last for five days, and the competition time can be adjusted according to the situation. Because it is a competition within the family, real swords and guns are not allowed to be used in a competition.
At most, the true energy will be exhausted. Therefore, Ximen Chen’s time arrangement is also relatively tight.
The rules of the competition are even more bizarre. When Ximen Chen proposed this rule, most of Ximen's disciples could not accept it and thought it was crazy.
It is indeed crazy. There are three rules for the competition:
1. Within the family, all disciples within one year of age can participate in the competition.
Second, the competition adopts an elimination system. If you lose one game, you will be automatically eliminated.
Third, the competition is an arena competition, and you can freely choose your opponents.
Everyone can understand the first two rules, but it is only the third rule that makes many disciples confused. It seems that such a competition method has never appeared in the world of cultivation.
Only a few smart people can guess the beauty of Ximen Chen's use of this rule.
Siyu thought for a while and finally understood. In her heart, she had to admire her grandfather.
It turns out that in the arena competition, one person goes on stage to challenge, and then randomly selects a disciple to come forward to compete. The loser will be automatically eliminated until the competition is over.
Siyu also analyzed it and found that there are three benefits of grandpa doing this:
First, control the number of people. If it were a lottery competition in the past, many people with insufficient strength might still want to fish in troubled waters, but it is different in the arena competition. Some disciples with insufficient strength naturally dare not sign up, and sometimes they will just wait to be slaughtered by the strong ones.
After the number of people is controlled, time will naturally be saved.
Second, survival of the fittest. In the past, draw competitions would often encounter a situation, that is, a strong collision. There will always be a loser in the competition. If two strong ones are compared, one will naturally be eliminated. The purpose of the family competition is to select the elite.
, so Grandpa uses the arena competition, using this smart method to avoid the possibility of strong collisions.
Third, real materials. This is the summary of the above two. People without real materials will not reach the end. Therefore, grandpa’s method is really a good strategy.
Without giving the next disciple too much time to chatter, Ximen Chen dismissed the meeting with a wave of his hand.
Siyu stayed very obediently, because he knew that his grandfather must have something to say to him.
Sure enough, in the back hall of Wanjiang Pavilion, Ximen Chen only said one sentence to Siyu:
"Do your best to get into the top five."
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Time flies, and three days have passed in the blink of an eye...