This plot was criticized by everyone, but it was really too little. The plot was moving forward very quickly, and there were less than ten chapters in total. The reason why everyone thinks it is written a lot...

It's because there are a bunch of single chapters for asking for votes in the middle...

If you go through the single chapter of asking for votes, you will find that this plot is actually very straightforward and neat...

I have also worked hard to update. You can read the book at the same time. I am tens of thousands of words more than Guan Guan...

Updated so early today, everyone will reward you with some monthly tickets...

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Sun Yanwan was practicing golden tendons and jade bone fists in the yard. Suddenly, he sensed a look of his eyes. He looked up and saw a girl with gorgeous clothes, pretty face cold, and a very faint astonishment on her face.

Although he had seen Namco twice, especially once just now, no one introduced him. He only knew that the other party was one of the Nine Sisters of Nan Meng, and he didn't know which one it was. He bowed and asked, "Is Miss Nan Meng here to worship the Third Ancestor?"

Nanmeng was a little weird in his heart, and he couldn't help but say, "Senior Sima asked you to come here?"

Sun Yanwan was a little confused and thought to himself: "What is the connection with Senior Brother Sima?"

"Or it's not Senior Brother Sima?"

There are too many complaints about this question, and there is no beginning or end. Sun Yan was a little late, so I don’t know how to answer it?

Seeing that he did not answer, Nanmeng Palace stopped asking questions, turned around and floated away. Before leaving the hospital, he turned around and said, "You are a disciple of Songyang, and you should know that this is the old place of Grand Master Zhang Yuanqiao..."

She thought for a while, but she didn't know what to say?

Sima Erlong is the apprentice of Wang Xuangui, a Sanren of Chongyang, the head of Songyang. Their direct disciples came to take over the place, and it might even be ordered by the real person in charge of the sect. There is nothing wrong with it.

Namco said a little, and had nothing to say, leaving gracefully.

She was not interested in continuing to visit Lingjian Peak, so she went down the mountain.

Sun Yanwan thought to himself: "Of course I know that this is my master's territory."

"By the way! How did she break in?"

"Oh! There are only ordinary Taoist priests in Taiyi Temple who have Xuanhuang Dao. Apart from me and my senior brother, there are no martial arts practitioners. It is indeed easy for people to come and go freely."

"In the future, I have to collect more disciples and make this Taoist temple lively."

The next day!

Sun Yanwan was called up by the eldest brother early on, and after taking him to take a shower, he changed into a brand new Taoist robe. When he returned to the Songyang Sect, what would Zhang Qingxi need, Yu Chi Ke did, and had already prepared a brand new outfit for the second brother.

Although Sun Yanwan entered the Xuanhuang Dao, it was his first time wearing a Taoist robe. When he was under Zhang Yuanqiao, he either wore a large shop uniform or a new robe sewn by Sima Ziyan.

Sima Ziyan is very good at needlework. Her clothes are much more comfortable to wear than those made by tailors in the town.

This Taoist robe is customized by Zhang Qingxi. The Songyang School has a great family and a great career, and it is really not short of money. Zhang Qingxixun's tailor is well-known all over the world, with superb skills and neat bodies, all fit well, especially the elegant style and elegant style, which is almost no less than the high-order designers on earth.

In addition to his outfit, Zhang Qingxi also prepared a long sword for him and said, "Although that Lingxi is a powerful weapon, it is not in line with Hunyuan's sword technique. This sword was used when I was learning martial arts in the mountains. You can replace it with Lingxi."

Sun Yanwan took the long sword, pressed the spring slightly, and pulled the sword out, and couldn't help but shivering. The sword was like a pool of autumn water, bright and bright, and its quality was even higher than the magic sword and spiritual harmony.

He was slightly surprised and thought to himself: "How could a senior brother have such a good sword?"

The word "Shocked Toad" is written in ancient seal on the scabbard of this long sword. Holding it in your hand always makes people feel the urge to poke a toad alive.

The two brothers walked down Lingjian Peak side by side. Sun Yanwan was quite nervous and thought to himself: "There are too many chores recently, so the martial arts practice papers are not ruthless enough. I wonder what opponents will you encounter in today's martial arts competition?"

"Bao, babe, babe! Will you lose in the first game?"

Sun Yan ran the Ziwu Sutra several times, but there was no sign of breaking through again. He felt regretful and thought, "It would be great if he could break through at the last minute."

"only……"

"Even if you break through, you have only penetrated the seven meridians, so you are still not a master."

Although the two brothers got up early, they were delayed in bathing and renewing, and they delayed their journey for a while. Martial arts novels often appear. It is only a matter of time to walk from this mountain to that mountain, but those who climbed the mountain know that it is often gone for a day when they come down from this mountain and climb another mountain.

Even though both of them have light skills, it takes a lot of time to go down the mountain. After all, they are not fairy tales and can fly around.

When we arrived at the venue, the competition had already begun. The valley was crowded with people, and almost all the earth was on the earth. The ball game began and the atmosphere of the stadium was in the big stadium.

There are even some vendors selling food and drinks in the valley, peddlers selling martial arts charters and lists, and even gang members who attract bets. These gangs join the Songyang Sect, and only the Songyang Sect leads them. They usually do casino business, and the temporary gambling business is excellent.

As long as you greet the wandering idle guys, write down the name of the bet and the number of bets, put in the money, and wait for the win, people will naturally give the profits, and the service will be thoughtful and thoughtful.

This is the first time Sun Yanwan has seen so many martial arts people. He was about to squeeze through the crowd and go to Lingjian Tower to rest first when he heard a voice shouting: "Sun Yanwan, Lingjian Peak, is tall and far away from Dasongyang Peak!"

Zhang Qingxi patted his second junior brother on the shoulder and said, "Go up!"

Sun Yanwan took a deep breath, carried the Jingchan Sword, squeezed through the crowd, and stepped onto the stone platform of the competition venue. The stone platform was dozens of steps high and people were waisted. The people around him could see it at a glance. The colorful building on the east wall and the seven yellow buildings on the west were even more convenient to watch.

A rough and generous man jumped up, and Sun Yanwan couldn't help but shout, "Why are you here to type in the C group?"

The thick and powerful man smiled embarrassedly: "Uncle Junior, I have been a disciple for more than a year, and it is up to the rules of this sect to choose the character B. In my early years, I opened a mountain and set up a counter on Hunnan Road to be the leader of a big village. When my master saw that I had some qualifications but had never done anything bad, he accepted it as a sect."

Sun Yanwan thought to himself: "This is OK?"

"I'm afraid this teacher's nephew has been practicing martial arts for twenty years, but how should I fight?"

The rich man vaguely heard that Sun Yanwan had some origin, but his seniority was too low and he had no definite news. When it came to his ears, the news came from him was already strange. Even the most outrageous one was the legend that it was the illegitimate grandson of the head teacher...

No matter what, he made up his mind that he could win, but he would never hurt this person, so as not to get angry in the door.

What if anyone above is angry and drive him out?

He was able to become a disciple of Songyang for several lifetimes and decided not to miss this opportunity.

The two saluted each other, and Sun Yanwan drew out the Jingchan Sword, lit it gently, and used a pillar of the Hunyuan Sword Technique to the sky.

He did not practice this move, and he used it just a feint.

Gao Yuan also drew out his long sword and flirted with his backhand, trying to swing the sword.

Sun Yanwan's eyes lit up and she cried out inwardly: "There is a flaw!"

He practiced the 36-studded Hunyuan Technique and the Demon-Strike Sword Technique. His foundation in swordsmanship is quite solid, and he often has Zhang Yuanqiao and Zhang Qingxi to guide his swordsmanship. Although he cannot use the Demon-Strike Sword Technique in full view of everyone, his vision will not be slightly worse. Now the swordsmanship changes and is simply cut off...

...Namco: I'm so stupid. The truth is right in front of me. How can I react so slowly? Fortunately, I still have time, little butterfly, I'm sorry...
Chapter completed!