Jumping beam clown mixed history

Chuanshan, the producer and disseminator of the Qi of Chaos, asked Yang Debao and his brothers to take Geng Er and Ji Shisi back to the Houtu Gate, and saw that there were people outside the mountain gate.

Just as Chuan Shan showed his figure on the top of the mountain, Yang Guangming's old face had already approached him.

"Uh, I met Master Yang."

Old Yang looked at him resentfully.

"Master Yang?"

"I'm still a dog master! Don't you say you want to keep a low profile? Why did you attract so many people?"

"a lot of?"

"A lot! Depot has received four families, and there are a few casual practitioners waiting outside the door. My Houtumen has never been this lively in nearly 600 years!"

"Are you really angry? Or are you happy?" Chuanshan pretended to ask cautiously.

"You boy!" Old Yang narrowed his eyes and slapped him.

Chuan Shan followed the palm wind and turned a somersault, then turned back again.

"Tell me what's going on? Did you run into any trouble? I heard a message that you were besieged by a group of robbers called random flow?" Old Yang said as he motioned.

Chuan Shan pulled Geng Er, walked behind Yang Guangming and said, "Well, I met a group of robbers who said they were entrusted by others to take our lives."

"Oh? Somebody hired robbers to deal with you?" Old Yang's face was not frightened, but pleasantly surprised. He stroked his beard and sighed, "It's been a long time since I saw the robbers. Is it all resolved? Did you get the identity of the employer?"

"I'm going to tell you about this." Chuanshan spoke out his guess.

"It's them?" Old Yang frowned.

"I heard that Yunzheng is one of the judges for this competition. Judging from his current actions, I'm afraid this person will try to cause us some trouble in the competition."

"He dares!" Old Yang blew his beard and stared, "I am also one of the judges, I want to see who dares to trip my apprentice!"

"Master, you haven't told me who are the judges, and how are they judged?"

Ji Shishi watched Chuanshan's master and apprentice talk, he was going to leave as an outsider, but was stopped by Laoer Yang.

"Come here together, I was planning to tell you all in these two days. Huh? Fourteen, what about the ugly boy who has been following you?"

"He's playful, and he's still on his way."

At this time, on a sand dune not far from where they killed the turbulent robbers just now, Taohua, who was thirsty for scolding, put her hands on her hips, stared at the black-skinned boy in front of her and let out a sinister laugh, "You said you knew Luo Chuanshan and the other three, did you know?" Something urgent to tell him?"

"Um."

"Why did you ask me to pass on the message? Why didn't you tell them directly? You always know where the Houtu Gate is?"

"This is my business, so I'll ask you, will you pass on the message? If not, I'll find another way." The black-skinned boy also said fiercely with his hands on his hips.

"Bring it on! Why don't you pass it on? The relationship between people and them is not ordinary, especially with Brother Fourteen, hehe! Tell me, what's important?"

Regardless of how Yang Debao dealt with the visitors with various purposes, Yang Guangming led the three Chuanshan people into the back mountain, and found an open space to sit down at random.

The white deer drinking water by the creek came to beg for food. Old Yang took out a small bottle and poured out a elixir to feed the white deer in distress.

Geng Er looked at the white deer and fantasized about cooking it into a feast of roasted venison.

"Don't dream! This is the descendant of my mountain guardian spirit beast. Although it has not yet enlightened, it is only a few hundred years old. Don't make plans with it!" Old Yang glared at Geng Er.

Geng Er wiped his mouth and laughed.

Seeing an opportunity, Chuan Shan hurriedly went over to please the tunnel and said, "Isn't it just a deer, when I go back to my hometown, I'll get you as many as you want."

Geng Er poked his mouth.

Chuanshan opened his mouth to contain his finger.

Old Yang took out a wooden stick out of nowhere, and gave it to someone who disliked it, "Don't show your affection in front of the widowed old man! Beware of lightning strikes!"

"...Master Yang, you can't keep others from being happy just because you have held it back for the rest of your life."

"Amitabha!" Ji Shishi felt very disgusted with his brother's behavior of molesting the young man, "Chuan Shan, Geng Er is still young. Don't be such a beast."

"Brother Fourteen, I think that although Peach Blossom looks a bit ugly, he is sincere to you. Would you like me to match you up?"

Ji Shishi raised his head, scraped the scar on his face with the hilt of the Slaughtering Sword, and said expressionlessly, "Benefactor Luo, people are doing what God is watching, be careful of retribution."

"Hehe, our second fat man won't repay me, right?" Chuanshan looked at Geng Er with a rascal look.

Geng Er clasped his hands on his chest, and hummed: "That depends on whether you have kissed someone!"

"Crash! We must have collided." Chuanshan was wronged, why did Geng Er have the damn ability to prophesy?I don't know what to see so awkwardly.

But... But this kind of food is so delicious, I really want to squeeze it into my hands and bully it, so a certain man sucked in his saliva.

"Stop messing around and talk about business." Yang Guang put on an old face.

The three younger ones looked at him together.

"Let's talk about the registration first. Are you sure what category you are applying for?" Yang Guangming sighed in his heart when he asked this. Any master on this Saturn will start the spiritual test conference and don't know the disciples. Which category do you intend to apply for?

"I've decided on the type of refiner." Chuan Shan said.

Ji Shishi had already made up his mind: "I'm going to try the martial arts competition."

"Needless to say in the martial arts test, the biggest opponent of the Fourteenth Sect must be the disciples of the Chensha Sect. Debao said that their entry this year is likely to be Ye Feng, the closed-door disciple of this current head. Ye Feng once came to the Houtu Sect once a year ago. Quite good. At that time, the old man saw that his cultivation base had already reached the state of Dzogchen in the Qi Condensation Period, and the Chensha Sect, as the largest sect of Thick Saturn, naturally had a secret realm to increase the cultivation base of the disciples, and with the help of various elixir, if the old man The judgment is good, that kid has already formed a pill in nine out of ten chances."

Ji Shisi nodded, showing that he knew what he knew.

"In addition to Chenshamen, Taohuawu also has disciples participating this year. You practice Buddhism, and you pay attention to the tenacity of the Buddha's heart. You can be regarded as the nemesis of ecstasy, but Taohuawu is called evil cultivator. Naturally, there are some methods that others can't match. Don't be careless, especially don't be soft-hearted." Yang Guangming reminded Ji XIV.

As soon as Taohuawu was mentioned, everyone thought of An Ran, Chuan Shan patted Ji Shishi and gave a strange laugh.

"What? You have already fought against the disciples of Taohuawu?" Yang Guangming, an old man, could see that there were strange things among them.

"Hey, if Taohuawu sends a female disciple named An Ran to compete this year, then we have already figured out the details of each other, and I will make some special magic weapons for Brother Fourteen to deal with that girl."

Ji Shishi's eyes are calm, a competition is a competition, no matter who the opponent is, he will go all out.

"That's good. The martial arts test has always been the most eye-catching, and the most dangerous among all kinds of competitions. In addition to the disciples of Chenshamen and Taohuawu, you need to pay attention to two people. One of these two is from a long-established school. The family name is Wanqi. One is a disciple of a casual cultivator, named Abie. The two old men met them 50 years ago, and their cultivation level is not high, but they have left a deep impression on the old man, especially the one named Abie The disciples of casual cultivators who have poor aptitude are extremely tenacious and dare to work hard. You have to pay attention.” Then, Yang Guangming explained in detail the characteristics and strengths of the two men collected by his junior brother Debao.

"Thank you, Senior Yang, for your guidance!" Ji said with folded palms together.

When Chuanshan heard the surname "Wanqi", his heart moved.Does Hou Saxing, the Wanqi family, have anything to do with a certain magic cultivator named Wanqi that he met in the Blood Soul Sea?This surname is so uncommon, and two different planets have the surname Wanqi and both are cultivators. It would be too coincidental to say that there is no relationship between them.

Then I thought, even if the two are a family, what does it have to do with him?Thinking of this, Chuanshan smiled, and then looked at the little fat man beside him.

He saw his second fat man secretly seducing the white deer, the elixir dangling in his hand, making the white deer take two steps and one step back, thinking about it, he was afraid of being slaughtered and eaten.

Chuanshan was itchy to see it, and secretly reached out to pinch his buttocks.

Geng Er alertly turned his head, took out a small hammer and hit the thief's paw.

Yang Guangming didn't seem to notice the small movements of the two of them, nodded to Ji Shisi, and suddenly asked, "Does Jinghai have any plans for you in the future?"

Ji Shisi hesitated for a moment, but still replied: "Yes. If Master allows me to go to Lan Xing to find him in two years."

"It seems that Jinghai also has high hopes for you. The third level of the spiritual test conference will be held in Lanxing. If you can..."

"Master Yang, tell me how the spiritual test is judged." Chuan Shan interrupted his master's fantasy.

Yang Guangming glared at him unhappily, then folded his arms and pouted like an old child, pretending to be angry, and refused to speak.

Chuanshan sighed, "Okay, we will work hard, but we can't guarantee how far we can go."

Old Yang immediately turned his anger into joy, "Well, that's right, this is my good disciple! My dear disciple, although you have made some achievements in refining weapons, there are people who are superior to others, and disciples who are talented in refining weapons always Hidden and deeply hidden by various sects and families, I am afraid that others will spy on me. If I don’t have this kind of large-scale competition, I usually don’t see these disciples showing up. And who are the outstanding craftsmen in the past 400 years? It’s true that they are teachers. I don’t know, and Depot hasn’t collected any information about it, so regarding the refining competition, it’s up to you to be careful and work hard.”

"The disciple understands."

"However, there is one person you have to pay attention to. This person is a casual cultivator. He was originally a disciple of the outer sect of the Cinnabar Sect. Later, he escaped from the Cinnabar Sect for some reason, and his whereabouts became a mystery. I met him once half a year ago. At that time, he was refining weapons in Ghost Valley. I think his refining techniques are very experienced and proficient. If he participated in the spirit test meeting, he would most likely choose the item of refining weapons. Well, if it weren’t for that person’s cultivation level, he would be worse Some, I'm afraid you may not be his opponent."

Yang Guangming hesitated for a moment and continued: "It's fine if he's just an ordinary cultivator, but Master has a strange feeling that he has seen his refining technique and walking posture before." If not, he Also won't pay attention to such a junior.

"You mean...?" Chuanshan thought of a possibility.

"It's just as you think. I suspect that the person may have been reborn by a certain power who failed to overcome the catastrophe."