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The rising sun rises in the east, the clear dew in the empty mountains, the idle clouds come out of the mountains, and the birds sing in the secluded mountains.

The boy opened his eyes.

My mind is still groggy.

"What happened last night?" The boy tried hard to shake his head, but it was in chaos.

When he lowered his head, he found that under him was a pool of flesh and blood of a big bull!

The big bull, who was loyal to the savior, had fallen into a bloody and bloody state.

"Ah!" A sudden thrilling scene of murderous intent last night flashed in the boy's mind. Blood Moon, Black Mountain Owl, Yellow Eel Spirit, Old Lotus Tree, Blood Young Master, Fang Taiqing, The Demon Star Yellow Light Entered the Body...

These thrilling scenes seemed to be in a dream.

But the bloody and flesh corpse of the big bull under him reminded him that these nightmarish scenes were real.

He stroked the bones of the big bull, and felt sad and burst into tears.

If it weren't for the big bull's head, he would have been sucked by the bloody young master, and he would have been sucked into the stomach and digging his heart, so he would have died. If it weren't for the big bull's cushion under him, he would have fallen to pieces.

But when the big bull died, how should he report to the Shen Landlord?

Many things lingered in my mind. The boy was upset and felt vaguely that he seemed to have forgotten something. But what was it, he couldn't figure it out for a while.

The boy looked up and saw that the sun had already come out of the mountain. He suddenly woke up and said, "Today is the day when the immortals open the mountain and receive disciples. How could I miss the time? I can go back to the village immediately!"

He hurriedly got up, wiped away his tears, searched for a big pit, put the body of the big bull into it, covered it with stones, and erected a wooden sign with the letter: "Tomb of benevolence, righteousness, courtesy, wisdom, trustworthiness, and kindness". Then he washed his face in the stream, wiped the blood, and hurried down the mountain.

The boy walked in a hurry and couldn't see the reflection in the stream clearly.

There was already a trace of extremely light golden light in his eyes, exactly like the Blood Young Master.

The boy rushed back to Shenjiazhai before noon.

The three layers inside and three layers outside the Shenjia Village were surrounded and blocked. The families around them sent their children to the scene.

The best way for a young talent in Lingwu Continent is to enter major spiritual cultivation sects, and practice the magic of moving mountains and earth-shaking, which can lay the foundation for the prosperity of the family for a century. Secondly, enter major academies, learn a lot of knowledge, beautiful articles, and become the generals and ministers, and can also shine. Secondly, they are engaged in business and opening stores, managing hundreds of arts, and local owners and wealthy.

"Chen Yi!" The young man just entered the village, and a friend of his good friends whispered: "Where did you go last night? Go and have a look. Because you didn't return overnight, Dagu Niu didn't come back, and Shen Laocai is taking people to your house to cope with debts."

"Ah?" The boy named Chen Yi gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, and ran home quickly.

Something happened at home.

Shen Laocai, the big landlord of Shenjiazhai, was surrounding his home with a group of Zhuang Dings. The landlord looked arrogant and looked arrogant, clamoring to direct Zhuang Ding to move the things out.

The seriously ill old mother, with the lesions, was trembling and saying something.

Chen Yi's face darkened and he shouted, "Stop it!"

When Shen Laocai saw Chen Yi, he was furious and waved his hand and said, "Go and tie that bastard up for me."

Chen Yi's eyes flashed with a sharp look, and he cleverly avoided his dog's legs, protected his mother, and shouted: "What are you doing, Mr. Shen?"

Shen Laocai sneered and said, "You have lost my big bull, a plowing cow is worth your family's life! I'll ask me what I want to do? I ask you, where is my cow?"

Chen Yi was silent.

The big bull is dead.

But what did he say?

Four monsters fight, and the big bull was killed by the monster?

Who believes it?

Seeing that Chen Yi was not speaking, Shen Laocai turned to the sky and beat him up: "Okay, little thief! Have you sold my cow? Or eaten it? Let me tell you, if I lost my cow, I will take your life!"

Chen Yi's seriously ill old mother cried so hard that she couldn't breathe and fainted.

Chen Yi held his mother and said in a deep voice: "Laocai, your cow is lost in the mountains. I searched for it for a night and was injured. I will just reimburse you."

Shen Laocai chuckled and was about to speak, a servant was out of breath and ran in and said, "Master, Immortal... Immortal is here to open the mountain to choose disciples. The young master has already gone, so go quickly."

Old Finance Minister Shen stood up and snorted coldly, "I don't have time to take care of you now! I'll come to settle the score with you when I send Wansan to the Wudang Sect."

He left with a cold snorkeling.

My mother stroked Chen Yi's head with heartache: "Why didn't my son come back overnight? Why did he suffer so much injuries? I'm worried that I'll die for my mother. How can this be done if I lost the cow from Laocai's family?"

Chen Yi was moved and helped me lie down: "Mom, don't worry. I will deal with it. You should rest more when you have any illness."

My mother said kindly: "My son, my mother's illness is clear. Everyone has their own fate, don't force it. As long as you live a good life and marry another wife, my mother will die with peace of mind."

Chen Yi settled my mother and turned around and walked out the door.

He thought for a long time.

The big bull is worth 20 taels of silver, and his family is barely covered with walls, so it will definitely not be able to pay it back.

Why do you need to return?

As long as he is favored by the Wudang Sect and successfully becomes a disciple, he will not dare to ask for money from the Wudang Sect disciples!

Chen Yi's eyes were cold and he came to the square.

A platform has been set up above the square.

A young man with a long sword on his waist and a stunning masked woman stood quietly on the stage.

This young man and the masked woman are both fairy-like and have a great temperament. Especially the masked woman, just looking at her makes people feel ashamed.

Shen Laocai and his men were kowtowing to the two of them respectfully and greetings: "My Shenjia Village is entirely supported by the Wudang Sect, killing demons and eliminating demons, and protecting our local safety. The immortals went down the mountain to receive disciples and bless us. There were thousands of people in my Shenjia Village, and we were so grateful."

"The master of Shenzhai doesn't need much politeness." The young man was very cunning, his face was calm, and he helped him with a silence: "My junior sister and I were ordered to go down the mountain to select disciples. The time is limited, so we start now."

"Please tell the immortals, how to choose disciples?" Shen Laocai said respectfully.

"Martial competition." The young man was clean and neat and never talked nonsense.

Shen Laocai nodded and turned around and shouted.

The stage in Shenjiazhai became lively immediately, and two people immediately jumped onto the stage, gave a bow, and fisted and fisted together.

At the foot of Wudang Mountain, practicing martial arts became a trend and studying woodcutters would come a few times. There were many young people who were determined to join the Wudang Sect. They had been invited to hire famous teachers since childhood and practiced martial arts hard. Therefore, this arena can be said to be fighting against dragons and tigers, and they all have extraordinary strengths.

For a moment, the wind was heard on the stage, and the wind was heard.

From time to time, some people were beaten down, and someone immediately jumped on to challenge.

The young man and the masked fairy were watching the battle coldly.

Everyone knows that as long as you can get these two people's blue eyes, you can jump into the Dragon Gate, worship into the Wudang Mountain Gate, and become a Wudang disciple.

The power of martial arts, shining the family lintel, and even immortality are no longer fantasy.

Everyone who practices martial arts in young people wishes to become three heads and six arms, and to show the strongest skills to win the eyes of immortals.

Shen Laocai was extremely cunning, and the old god was there. He arranged for his son Chen Wansan to appear again in the end - the strong man in front was tired of fighting, so he took action to clean up the situation.

The competition was going on very quickly, and young men with powerful martial arts rushed up and were beaten down one after another.

Until a famous young man from all corners of the country, he received guidance from a Taoist priest in Wudang Mountain since he was young, and even learned three moves of Wudang Taixu sword technique. He jumped onto the stage and kept defending the beating successfully and never came down. His sword was sharp and he lost more than a dozen people in a row. There were constant cheers from the audience, attracting the eyes of the young man and the masked fairy.

The rich man is very calm and calm. Even if he has such a strong enemy and is very popular, he will remain unmoved. He will continue to flow and send the young man the trial, consuming the physical and energy of this person.

After more than a dozen people, the strong man finally couldn't support him, so Shen Laocai sent his son, Chen Wansan, to the scene.

There was only a loud noise, and the stage trembled three times.

Chen Wansan, come out!

Chen Wansan has a fat head and ears, big arms and round waist, and has a horizontal muscle mass. He is as strong and strong as a human bear. The blue veins on his arms rise like earthworms, and he is afraid that he will not have the power to pull out mountains and carry the tripod. He holds a heavy tiger-headed knife in his hand. The blood in the blood groove on it has been soaked in dark red over time, which is really terrifying.

The young man took two steps back timidly.

Chen Yi's eyes jumped and his brows frowned.

Speaking of Chen Wansan, it is famous in all places.

This guy has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. Old Shen invested a lot of money and invited the Eight Tigers, who are famous in Yuzhou, to teach the martial arts of the entire hangzi. The Eight Tigers Broken Gate Sword is already very good. He usually eats amateur ginseng, snow lotus, and antler as a meal. He has great strength and has mastered a powerful horizontal practice. The weapons in his hand are also the fierce weapon that the Eight Tigers in Yuzhou killed countless people. Rumors that he can compete with 10 armed sects and stewards, and crawl around the ground without any effort.

The strong man was born in front of the immortals and also plucked up his courage and tried hard.

His Wudang Taixu sword technique - [Qinglong comes out of the water], walked vigorously like flying, and the sword light was lit everywhere, and the dragon spring light pierced straight, which immediately caused a burst of praise around him. Even the young men and women of the Wudang Sect couldn't help but take a look.

Chen Wansan laughed loudly and stomped his big feet hard on the ground.

"roar!"

Just like a man bear roaring, the ground trembled three times, its power was like a mad demon.

The young green dragon came out of water, and the momentum was already exhausted before Chen Wansan.

But the young man gritted his teeth and sent the Qinglong out of the water to Chen Wansan's chest!

Chen Wansan did not dodge or dodge, and smiled grimly and let the young man thorn up.

Only hear the sound of fire.

The sound of gold and iron clashing sounded.
To be continued...