"No matter how many families there are or how strong they are in the academic prefecture, they are only limited to this world."

"It's not like the Zhang family, who dominates the side."

There are many families in the area of ​​Ganxuezhou.

But when there are more things, it is easy to be worthless.

There are many ordinary fifth-rank families in the Ganxuezhou community. In terms of power and influence, they may not be as good as those in the land of Jiuzhou. Those fourth-rank families that live in a corner, suppress one area, and inherit for a long time.

The sky is high and the emperor is far away, and the earth is far away and the power is heavy.

That's the reason.

Therefore, although the Zhang family is a fourth-ranked and cannot be regarded as a strong dragon, it is a powerful "local snake", and it is also the only local snake that dominates the area.

When you reach the academic prefecture, the Zhang family may not be anything.

But if he reaches the Zhang family's territory in Kanzhou, then his orders from the Zhang family may be better than the official documents of Daoting.

The world of cultivation is vast, with many friends and multiple paths.

Even if Elder Feng and Elder Zhang have no personal relationship, they dare not neglect the Zhang family easily.

Moreover, the Zhang family ranks in the fourth-rank state boundary and has a maximum limit on state boundary.

In the fourth-grade state boundary, the Zhang family has no cave.

But it does not mean that there is no retreat from the Zhangjiadongxu ancestor in other fifth-grade states, various clan forces, and famous mountains and rivers.

It’s just that the Zhang family is low-key and never reveals it.

On the way, the two of them exchanged a few more greetings and talked about some of the grand occasions of studying. After an hour, they entered Ludao Mountain.

At this time, the mountain of Lu Dao was full of monks.

The people are filled with noise and noisy. When you step into the mountains, you feel like you are in a sea of ​​people, which is shocking.

"Brother Zhang, please follow me."

Elder Feng led the way in front, and Elder Zhang led everyone to follow.

"It's a coincidence..." Elder Feng said as he walked, looking a little proud, "Today, there are also children from my Feng family participating in the sword contest. It is still the genius with the best spiritual roots and the highest understanding in my Feng family. ”

"And his opponent is Taixu Sect, one of the eight major gates. In the Taixu Sect, there is a swordsman genius Linghu Xiao, and... I said before that, who likes to play with low-level magic, but has talent but no talent. De's leader in the formation, ink painting."

"Oh?" Elder Zhang's eyes lit up slightly, and he nodded, "If this is true, it would be worth the trip."

After saying that, he turned his head and warned to the Zhang family's children:

"I will bring you to the academic and state circles, just to let you see this sword competition and see what this real genius competes like."

"You are a little talented in the clan, but if you really want to be in this vast nine provinces and a place where you are a place of academic success, your qualifications are like fireflies in the sun, which is insignificant."

"There is heaven beyond the sky, and there are people beyond the sky."

"You must be humble, look good, and study hard."

His words were mainly for the Zhang family to listen to several talented foundation-building disciples.

Zhang Lan from the Golden Dan Realm is not listed here.

But when Elder Zhang spoke, he glanced at Zhang Lan from the corner of his eyes, obviously also making a fool of himself, pointing out his fingers.

"Yes, the Great Elder."

The children of the Zhang family bowed.

Zhang Lan had a complicated expression and had to bow to others.

But when Zhang Lan heard that the Feng family genius wanted to compete with the "Ink Painting", he suddenly felt expectant, but at the same time he also had an inexplicable sense of tension.

The observation stage for learning sword competitions is stacked up and down, very huge.

At this time, the battle stage was full of monks.

Different monks have different stands.

Foreign monks, foreign aristocratic families and sects, local monks, local aristocratic families, elders of various sects, disciples of sects, and even special VIP seats on the shelf, etc., all have their own areas.

There are crowds of people, but they are clearly divided.

The Feng family is a family of Xunzhou and is considered an alien family, but they have close contacts with Xiaoyao Sect, and they pass on their skills and even communicate with each other's existence or non-existence. With this relationship, the Feng family has a specific viewing seat on the Mount of Lundao.

Elder Feng, General Zhang Da and his group led to the Feng family's seat, and everyone sat down one by one.

Elder Feng ordered people to serve melons, fruits, tea and water to treat them thoroughly.

Elder Zhang thanked him, and then everyone sat peacefully, drinking tea and waiting for the sword contest to begin.

After three rounds of tea, suddenly a light flashed in the sky.

The square sky's paintings spread across the world, like a huge painting of colorful ink, slowly unfolding in front of everyone.

Everyone in the Zhang family looked up and was deeply shocked.

Such a huge spiritual weapon is truly the only one to see in your life.

After a while, various watercolors condensed above Fang Tian’s paintings, revealing the situation of mountains and rivers, and the children of genius.

"here we go……"

Elder Feng Taoist.

As expected, the situation changed dramatically. The children of each sect fought each other according to different competition systems, fought each other, fought against each other, fought against swords, intertwined sword lights, and magical movements. Some monks also intersected their fists and feet, and fought to the ground...

Different sects, different inheritances, different Taoisms, and various geniuses have jointly compiled a wonderful swordsmanship scroll.

Everyone in the Zhang family was in a daze and was amazed.

Elder Zhang couldn't help but sigh: "There are indeed many talents in the academic and state circles..."

Elder Feng nodded and said:

"This is a sword-making discussion on Xuan's character. The disciples of the sect who can be promoted to such a match are no longer unknown people. They are also considered the "mainstagram" among all sects."

"But these are just appetizers, and the next show is the real good show."

"Xiaoyao Sect, against Taixu Sect."

"My Feng family, the most talented disciple, will compete with the geniuses of Taixu Sect."

Elder Feng said with relief.

Elder Zhang nodded, looking more and more looking forward.

Zhang Lan, who was sitting behind him, became even more nervous without realizing it.

After that, the debate continues.

Elder Zhang and Elder Feng were still chatting.

But Zhang Lan was unintentionally listening, staring at the huge Fang Tian Huaying, waiting for the disciple to come out and verify his guess.

I don’t know how long I waited, but the sword contest on Fang Tian’s paintings was settled one by one.

The disciples who discussed the sword also left one by one.

Finally, Fang Tian's paintings were blurred, the colorful ink was dizzy, and then the picture was reappeared, presenting another batch of swordsmanship.

Another group of geniuses in the sect also appeared.

Elder Feng looked proud and pointed at a picture in the middle:

"Brother Dao, among the group of Xiaoyao disciples in white clothes, the leader is my Feng family genius, Feng Zichen."

Elder Zhang followed what he expected and saw a young man in white standing with a sword, as elegant as the wind, with his sword eyebrows and starry eyes full of the young man's heroic and full of spirit.

"A handsome young man, extraordinary." Elder Zhang sincerely exclaimed.

Elder Feng Youyouyan smiled and said modestly: "Brother Dao, it's too good."

And when the two of them were admiring the Feng family genius of Xiaoyao Sect.

Zhang Lan's eyes looked at the other side as if attracted by a magnet.

Looking at the opposite Xiaoyao Gate, the strange and familiar boy in the Taixu queue gate was not tall but standing in the center of the five people, protected by his fellow disciples...

His eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and they are elegant and untainted by dust.

The eyes are as bright as a deep pool.

He has a kind and cute temperament, a bit calm, a little calm, and a little agility and cunning...

In an instant, Zhang Lan's scalp shook and his mood stirred like boiling water.

"Ink painting..."

The past events in Tongxian City are like tides, constantly surging in my heart.

When we first met, the weird and quirky child who was lying in the restaurant, dressed in a simple and handsome manner, looked through the difficult book and almost couldn't get out of Taiwan...

The kid who drank and ate meat with me.

The little brat who accidentally broke into the Black Mountain Village and caused a lot of trouble.
To be continued...