"What do you really have? Come and borrow one to speak!" Ren Xianxing made a gesture with both hands, and the formation tear a crack, and the two walked into the formation one after another.

Zhou Qihao said as he walked: "Senior Brother, how can you borrow your own things?"

There is no copyright in front of flattery, and he will be a younger brother for generations, and his descendants will be a lackey. Ren Xianxing looked at Zhou Qihao deeply and said earnestly: "The biggest problem of yours is that you are full of truth, which will lead to your smooth work in the future. If this is not possible, how can you grow without any setbacks? How to improve? This bad habit needs to be changed!"

Zhou Qihao was flattered and said hurriedly: "That's the extreme, the extreme!"

After Ren Xianxing coughed dryly, he said, "I am idle now. I want to chat with someone or do something to exercise my muscles. What do you think we are talking about? Or do something?" The implicit meaning of Ren Xianxing is that you gave a gift, do you want to ask for information, or ask me to do something.

Zhou Qihao was overjoyed when he heard this and said seriously: "Senior Brother, when talking about chatting, I suddenly remembered something. You have one more junior brother, are you familiar with Junior Brother Ninth?"

Ren Xianxing was slightly stunned when he heard this. He asked about the news about his junior brother. He was preparing to challenge his junior brother at the ceremony of apprenticeship. If the challenge was won, he would have the chance to be promoted to a personal disciple. The junior brother was highly valued by his master and his status was higher than that of his senior brother and his eighth senior brother. I, Ren Xianxing, would still be ready to hold his junior brother's thighs and follow his junior brother in the future. If you dare to challenge your junior brother, you are my Ren Xianxing's enemy. When you challenge your junior brother for the ceremony, the master will suppress the challenger's cultivation to the same level as your junior brother. Although the junior brother's martial arts attainments are low, he does not have enough combat experience. When he is at the same level of cultivation, these registered disciples still cannot beat the junior brother. A group of stinky fish and rotten shrimps also want to learn to jump into the dragon gate. It's so funny. My father's sponge body twitched and spasmed.

"I'm not familiar with you, I tell you that I look down on this junior brother very much. This new junior brother has no martial arts cultivation at all. I think you are more suitable to be my junior brother than him. However, the thousand-mile horse cannot meet Bole." Ren Xianxing narrowed his eyes slightly and thought to himself: The junior brother broke through to the martial arts realm warrior overnight. Although he is at the lowest level of the martial arts realm, he is also very heroic. Compared with the junior brother, you are a frog toad.

Zhou Qihao was injected with half a pot of chicken blood and screamed: "I... do I have a chance to become a personal disciple?"

Ren Xianxing stroked the exquisite wooden box that Zhou Qihao had handed over before, laughed and said, "Worry, it's not too late to be excited when you become a personal disciple. I tell you, don't tell others, do you know why Master wants to accept the junior brother as his disciple?"

Zhou Qihao was slightly stunned, his eyes were curious and expectant: "Why?"

"Master has a jasmine flower bed in Qiaotian City. Do you know? That is to commemorate the master's wife! A few days ago was the anniversary of separation between the master and his wife. The master was nostalgic and sad, and felt extremely guilty, so he went to take care of the jasmine flower bed himself. At that time, the junior brother helped the master water the flowers. Do you know that the master felt that the junior brother respected the elderly and loved the young, and had good quality, so he promised to accept him as his disciple." Ren Xianxing's words were half true and half false, and he provided Zhou Qihao with delicious poisonous chicken soup for a night. "You also know that the junior brother exposed his original vicious qualities after just a few days of filling. Master regrets it... Just know, don't spread it randomly."

"I understand, I understand!" Zhou Qihao was not a fool, so he naturally heard the implicit meaning of Ren Xianxing. The master was so angry that he accepted the disciple. Now he regretted it very much. Isn't that the position of the disciple who was personally passed on? Zhou Qihao smiled, and his smile was meaningful.

But Ren Xianxing's smile is even more meaningful and even a little cheap.

So the registered disciples of Xiancaotang in the world went crazy, and everyone knew that the newly acquired personal disciples were not welcomed. The heart was full of hope, the prospects were very grand, and the future was very bright. More than ten registered disciples fought at the same level, whoever could defeat Lin Dong would be promoted to personal disciples. If many people defeated Lin Dong one by one, these more than ten people would become personal disciples.

In this world, too many people have begun to fantasize about the future before they recognize the reality.

Beizhou, Wudao Mountain.

The majestic and thick mist scattered along the mountainside, and the neat and orderly bluestone steps twisted and twisted, coiling towards the clouds and mist. The mountain gate made of beige stones swallowed the rainbows and was as prosperous as the sky. On both sides of the giant gate, ancient trees were lush and lush, and the vast energy was lingering on the mountainside. On the grand and wide hall, the clouds and mists were stirring and the sound was magnificent.

The thick and desolate ancient aura comes, giving people a sense of solemnity. The martial arts culture of China has experienced the glory of countless dynasties and has accumulated countless years of accumulation, all of which have appeared in the Wudao Mountain.

A figure dressed in a scholar fell from the air, and the bells of the Wudao Mountain ringed, and countless warriors flocked out to greet each other.

"Wang Sheng, you are here!" Outside the hall, a middle-aged man spread his hands and greeted him in a hugging posture.

Wang Sheng stood with his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "I didn't want to come here at first, it feels very oppressive here. Although it is full of energy, it is not suitable for practicing. No matter how fast the martial arts strength is, it is useless if it cannot keep up with the insight. Practice is slow, and the process of perception is too fast to achieve. If you have a high sense of perception, the path of cultivation will be twice the result with half the effort."

Under the steps, thousands of warriors who were permanently resident in the Martial Arts Association bowed to the boxing and thanked him.

"Disast!" The middle-aged man waved his hand, and many warriors rushed to his cave and packed their luggage.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said, "If I had known this, I would never welcome you to Wudao Mountain. With just one word, you would have driven away most of the permanent members of the Wudao Association, and Wudao Mountain was empty!"

"It is more suitable for cultivation if you are empty and purified." Wang Sheng smiled indifferently.

The middle-aged man smacked his tongue and said helplessly: "It's worthy of being a cultivator. No wonder he can dominate the top spot in the world for decades."

Wang Sheng turned around and stared at the tower that had thousands of layers on another mountain. This huge sign was hung on the top of the tower. The three gold-hot characters with flying dragons and phoenixes were extremely dazzling: Tianxia List. Under the sign, the top-level gate was engraved with the words "Wang Sheng".

"I suggest you contact the craftsman first and prepare to change the door!" Wang Sheng sighed and said softly.

There are thousands of high towers, and each floor has a name engraved on the gate. The number of layers of the tower from top to bottom represents the ranking. Wang Sheng's name is engraved on the top floor, representing the first place. The strength of a warrior represents the facade of a warrior, so the name of a warrior is engraved on the gate, which is more profound.

The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Wang Sheng, you are joking. Looking at the world, who can change the doors in large quantities of this tower that has been standing for thousands of years? Ten years ago, all the rankings on the list have changed. Can the monsters be surpassed by others like you? "

Wang Sheng sighed: "No one in the world can compare to me, Wang Sheng, except for some old men who are not born. That was the past, and now, it is not! There is a person who will advance faster than me and will be stronger. His ability to perceive and realm has far surpassed me. Although his realm is low, it is only a matter of time."

The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly and didn't know how to answer.

Wang Sheng glanced at the folder held by the middle-aged man and smiled and said, "Ouyang Ming, I advised you not to be the president of the China Martial Arts Association, but you didn't listen. You are very busy now. Do you still have time to practice?"

Middle-aged man Ouyang Ming sighed: "It's not what happened in Qiaotian City. Isn't your temple in Qiaotian City? I wonder if you have heard any rumors."

Wang Sheng looked sharp and said, "The world's number one temple? I'm not a disciple of the world's number one temple, how do I know?"

Ouyang Ming smiled and said, "Many people know that you are Zhang Cundao's disciple, but you don't admit it. Zhang Cundao is recognized as the strongest person in the world. Is it embarrassing to be his disciple?"

"You can eat food randomly, but you can't talk randomly. You can just know some things. If you say them, it will be fatal!" Wang Sheng said coldly.

Ouyang Ming shook his head, pulled out a wanted order and said, "Okay, okay, I have known each other for so many years, don't look like fighting and killing. Qiao Tianshi is now in the case of a wanted boy, he has caused me a lot of trouble!"

Wang Sheng glanced at the portrait on the wanted order. The wanted order did not indicate the name of the prisoner, and it was obviously unknown. Wang Sheng recognized Lin Dong on the wanted order at first glance. Lin Dong was painted very delicately and vividly. Wang Sheng's eyes suddenly became cold and he whispered: "Why are you trying to arrest this person?"

Ouyang Ming was slightly stunned, then shook his head and said, "This kid chopped Li Guodong, the son of the president of Qiao Tian Martial Arts Association, into a bamboo pole, without any limbs, and the fifth smallest limb is not protected. President Li of Qiao Tian Martial Arts Association has only one son, and has not yet passed on to the family line, so he was furious and threatened to quit the president and call on Qiao Tian warriors to arrest this kid. In fact, this Li Guodong's crimes are so numerous that he deserves to be damned. I think the wanted kid did a good job and has the style of a knight."

"I also think that kid is doing the right thing. Resign? Then let him quit and kill him after he leaves office."

Ouyang Ming was shocked and stared at Wang Sheng and said, "Do you have a grudge against him?"

Wang Sheng smiled indifferently: "Is the president of Qiao Tian Martial Arts Association? Those little people have a grudge against me? I just can't stand his actions. My son was killed and he stepped down and chased him. Calling for Qiao Tian Martial Arts Warriors is too much! Do you think I'm joking?"

Ouyang Ming recalled what Wang Sheng did, and was frightened. He destroyed his enemy's family with anger and killed tens of people with a smile. Will such a person make jokes?

"I advise you to see everything thoroughly and don't worry about things you shouldn't care about!"

Ouyang Ming said angrily: "I won't check this small matter, so I'm too lazy to care about it! But... President Li is upright, fair, and upright, and has won unanimous support from all the warriors in Qiao Tian City. Although this matter is small, it is a bit difficult to deal with!"

"So, you need to take care of this matter!" Wang Sheng strode forward and walked into the hall.

Ouyang Ming quickly followed, walked side by side with Wang Sheng, and sighed: "It's difficult. I should have listened to you at the beginning, so I don't think of this bullshit president."

Wang Sheng suddenly stopped and asked, "Who issued the wanted order?"

(End of this chapter)
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