Same in the hotel room.

Xia Kui looked at Wang Dong, both excited and worried.

What was so excited that the room was lost and the hypocrite Wei Tianqing was so thrust that he beat him up to his teeth. He was so relieved, but he was worried that Wang Dong really offended Longhu this time. In addition, yesterday's Sanjiang Sect and his old enemy Duanjian Sect, the Duanjian Sect, had offended half of the country in just two days. Xia Kui was naturally beyond the reach of this level of trouble.

"Brother Wang, I think it's better to be in this competition. Now it's surrounded by enemies. Although you are very strong, you can't stand four hands with both fists. Besides, no one of those sects does not have supreme masters, and they have been immersed in ancient martial arts for many years. Once they come out..."

Xia Kui didn't finish his words, but the meaning of his expression was very obvious. Naturally, he was not optimistic about Wang Dong. Although the strength shown by Wang Dong was amazing, in front of such a large sect, a person's strength was like a small stone in front of a big wave, and it would inevitably be washed away.

Wang Dong glanced at Liu Shiyun and smiled and said, "I must participate in this competition, and to be honest, I really don't take those people seriously."

This was so bold that Liu Shiyun's beautiful eyes also bent, making her look more and more seductive.

Xia Kui suddenly scratched his hair hard, looking extremely entangled. After a long time, he spitted and shouted: "Made, you are crazy, I will accompany you crazy too. If you meet those stupid x, I will be the one of me!"

Wang Dong smiled and patted Xia Kui on the shoulder and said, "Good eyesight!"

After making the decision, Xia Kui seemed to put down a stone in his heart, and lost the previous look at Zhan, saying, "Brother Wang, I think you still have to report this to the master and see how your master has arranged it."

Wang Dong glanced at Liu Shiyun, saw her invisible nodding, and said, "I'm going to hide it from Brother Xia, we are the only ones in Zixiamen."

Xia Kui looked speechless. Seeing that Wang Dong was so domineering, he thought he had such a strong backing, but he didn't expect that he was the only one of them?

Even if you add yourself, you can't get enough slaps...

It seems that I have made a bad decision. Xia Kui smiled bitterly and said, "It's really a passionate person to deal with three sects with four people! I've been timid in my life for so long, and I've gotten passionate and done it once!"

If the Wushan Sect was not destroyed by itself and gathered here together, it would probably be even more shocking to Xia Kui? Wang Dong thought maliciously.

The dragon and tiger came back, and Xia Kui soon learned that he was still waiting for them to make trouble, but he didn't expect that there was no movement. Even if he passed by, he pretended not to know each other. This made Xia Kui a little bolder, and he was quite as if he was not afraid of boiling water.

In the past few days, not only did he not encounter the revenge of the Dragon and Tiger Society, but even the Sanjiang Sect did not appear again, just as if what happened before was an illusion, but Wang Dong felt that there seemed to be a smell in the air called conspiracy.

Just the day before the start of the competition, many people flocked to Laoying Town. Xia Kui looked carefully. Among them, there were not only people from the Sanjiang Sect and the Sun and Moon League, but also masters from major sects such as Wugu Sect, Changqingdao, and Baihua Pavilion. They appeared together, and they looked like they were dusty and didn't know what happened.

Xia Kui hurried out to find out one or two. Although he had not found out the truth, he also learned that it was a storm caused by the emergence of a thousand-year-old spiritual medicine. He just didn't know which one of the masters with deep blessings got it.

This thousand-year-old spiritual medicine can not only be used as medicine, but also improves cultivation. The most exciting thing is that there may be a chance to generate internal energy, which is also the main reason that attracts everyone's attention.

...

The spring water flows down the hideous rocks, forming a gentle and winding stream, and then converges into a deep pool in one place. Under the night, it turns into ink-like black, with only the rippling moonlight on the top.

In a beautiful place, such a pool of water will attract many people to stop and sigh, take a few photos, or post a Weibo post to express their feelings, but in the place far away in the mountain belly, the farmers who draw water to the fields are the ones who come and go.

However, there was a pale man this night. The moonlight fell on his face, making him look strangely white. If Wang Dong were here, he would probably recognize that this person was Deng Yuanchao who was killed by Liu Shiyun.

After taking a sip of mountain spring water, the man held his right hand tightly. There was a gloomy grass with a large tent of soil at the bottom. The most amazing thing was that there was a faint mist above the grass that would not dissipate for a long time.

After looking at the moon in the sky, Deng Yuanchao snorted secretly. In a few days, when his injury is healed, he will take this thousand-year-old Yin Ling Glazed Grass, train himself into a ghost cultivator, and then grab Yin Yu. Even those older generation guys will probably have the strength to fight.

Wait for me!

...

In the hotel room

Ruan Yusheng, Sanjiang Sect, listened to his subordinates' report and sneered: "He actually offended Longhuhui to death again? He also reported the name of Zixia Sect? I originally wanted to meet him, but now it seems that he is seeking death."

"Young Master, Wang Dong is the supreme strength, at least the peak of the six-star."

"So what? Is there any fear that Elder Chen will not be with me? It's a pity that Elder Chen came a little late this time, otherwise the Yin Ling Glazed Grass would not have fallen into the kid's hands."

Ruan Yusheng was quite unwilling to accept it. He was about to dig it up, but someone showed up and took it away. How could he swallow this tone easily?

The subordinate didn't speak. He knew when to speak and when not to speak. The young leader of the gang obviously did not need his own consent...

"Go and explore the intentions of the Broken Sword Sect and others. Although we cannot do it openly tomorrow, if the Broken Sword Sect takes the lead, we will also put a little pressure on the Zixia Sect..."

"Yes, young leader."

...

Wudang Sect.

A thin Taoist wearing a green robe, long white hair tied into a Taoist bun, and a quaint sword on his back stood in the room, frowned and said, "You said Zixiamen has appeared in the world again? Are there only three juniors?"

A Taoist priest knelt on the ground and said respectfully: "Yes, Master, two men and one woman, are both extremely young, but they are not bad at all. They offended the Sanjiang Sect and the Dragon and Tiger Society one after another, and the Broken Sword Sect also made some moves, as if they wanted to be unfavorable to them."

"Hmph, these guys who are indifferent, have you figured out what they are doing?"

"It's clear, Master, they bribed Senior Brother Zhengxing and Junior Brother Zhengfeng, and wanted to make trouble in tomorrow's lottery so that the disciples of Zixiamen will face the elite of the Dragon and Tiger Society."

"All beast!" The old Taoist couldn't help but curse, but he quickly suppressed his anger and said, "How many people who signed up for the Zixiamen competition?"

"Just one, named Liu Shiyun."

"Okay, you pay close attention to this matter. If Zhengxing dares to do anything, you come forward again." The old Taoist paced the ground paved with bluestone, and suddenly said, "Forget it, call them."

"Yes, Master." A trace of lust flashed in the eyes of the Taoist priest kneeling on the ground, but because he lowered his head, no one could see it.

Soon, Zhengxing and Zhengfeng were called to the hall. They could feel the master's anger, but they didn't know where the anger came from. They wanted to ask but didn't dare, so they could only kneel there in panic.

"The Tao is the right way, the evil, the side door. Have you forgotten what I have taught you?"

The old Taoist shout was like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and suddenly came, scaring the two of them to the point of being out of their minds and unable to even shout.

"Don't dare?" The old Taoist's voice brushed across the faces of the two of them, and he said, "What's the point of drawing lots?"

"this……"

Zhengde and Zhengxing may be considered personalities in the younger generation of Wudang, otherwise they would not be able to grasp such power. He would have collected lots. He did receive the benefits of the Broken Sword Sect, but before his hands and feet were moved, he was caught by his master...

"Damn my disciple! Please punish me!"

If the master is not a sure evidence, he would not have spoken. The two of them dared not defend themselves and bowed their heads to confess their guilt. In this case, the master's punishment would be lighter.

Sure enough, when the old Taoist saw that they admitted their mistake, his face improved a little. After a long time, he sighed: "As the leader of the six major sects, Wudang must be fair. You go down. If you let me know that you have cheated tomorrow, you will be punished with great punishment!"

"Thank you, Master." The two of them slowly retreated, but when they stood up, they felt that their whole body was completely wet...

Wang Dong naturally didn't know that on this ordinary moonlit night, so many forces were surging undercurrents because of him. At this moment, he was sleeping soundly on the big bench.

The moonlight is elegant, the shadows of the trees are mottled...
Chapter completed!