"Here's to cheering you up!"

"We are taking time out of our busy schedule to come see you, so please treat us kindly."

The spring frog and autumn cicada made milky sounds and spoke with sincerity and sincerity:

"I don't mean anything else. I just want to tell you not to be nervous. If you lose, you lose. Master Lingzhou doesn't want you. It doesn't matter. Our master treasures you. Wouldn't it be nice to come to Baicao Peak and become a weeding disciple?"

Silver Moon Live Baby, me? It’s my baby, I’ll help her weed, right?

Yin Yue Zhenren can't collect wool and go to Baicao Peak!

Master is the eternal god!

Xiao Ran's face was sullen, and he could not lose his aloofness.

"You go to Jianjian Peak. I planted strawberries and many other delicious fruits. They will be gone when Master comes back."

When the two girls heard this, they immediately became excited.

"Really?"

"real."

"You told us to get lost."

"roll."

"Okay, you told us to get out... let's go pick strawberries and eat them."

"If Master asks you one day, just say that we have been cheering you on."

"Get out of here quickly."

Spring Frog and Qiuchichan slapped their buttocks, stood up on the sword, and flew towards the sword-holding peak.

After being tormented like this by the two girls, the crowd looked at Xiao Ran in a different way.

Their conversation was not muted, and everything that could be heard was heard.

The crowd started talking quietly.

"Are the two junior uncles and uncle Xiao from Baicao Peak so familiar?"

"Naturally, Elder Yinyue favors Uncle Xiao because of his outstanding farming skills. It is not difficult to understand."

"It seems that the two young junior uncles just said that if you lose, you lose. Tell Junior Junior Uncle Xiao not to be nervous. Does that mean..."

"Tong Yanwuji, it seems that Elder Yinyue doesn't think highly of Master Xiao."

"This may be his plan. He should be careful in everything."

"Let's wait until Senior Sister Jiang and Junior Brother Ye appear."

"I just heard someone say that Senior Sister Jiang seems to be asking about the procedures for transferring to the peak. Perhaps she wants to take her place and become the new direct disciple of the Sword-bearing Peak."

"Uncle Xiao is standing here, he may be the last to be strong..."

"Look at Junior Brother Ye, he is really inconspicuous in the crowd."

"Don't underestimate that man. Miracles can happen to him. I once saw him covered in light in a desperate situation and impacting the foundation."

"Shh, look quickly - Uncle Luo Sheng is here!"

Everyone looked to the sky.

A fat man with a big belly wrapped in a green robe came through the air!

Step by step, leaving indelible marks in the air.

Behind him, two Herrschers from the Discipline Hall followed with their swords.

Luo Sheng stepped forward, landed in front of Xiao Ran, cupped his hands and said:

"Junior Brother Xiao, you are here and safe."

Xiao Ran glanced at it.

This is a young fat man who always has a faint smile on his face. His smile is half genuine and half fake, making it difficult for people to see his true attitude. He is known as the Smiling Tiger and is said to be even older than his father, Huangfu Qun.

My figure is not that fat to begin with, so I would still look a bit immortal if I changed to a looser Taoist robe, but I insist on wearing a one-size-fits-all green robe, which makes me look paunchy, out of shape, and full of authority.

Maybe this can better show the background of the Huangfu family...

Behind him stood two Herrschers, both of whom were also cultivated in Jindan, but judging from their respectful attitude towards Luo Sheng, their strength may be far inferior to Luo Sheng's.

It seemed that the fat man was stronger than he thought, even stronger than Chu Yan. He was not the playboy he thought before.

Xiao Ran thought about this and responded briefly:

"Good morning, Senior Brother Luo."

"It's not Senior Brother Luo, it's Senior Brother Luo Sheng."

"Good morning, Senior Brother Luo Sheng."

Luo Sheng always smiled and never lost his temper.

"Two hundred and fifty years ago, one and a half months after the disciple's challenge started, I was forced to join the battle by my father... ahem, my master. I didn't expect that my junior brother would be so courageous and come to challenge so early.

When I heard the news, I didn't do any repairs earlier, so I rushed here quickly, and I will ensure the safety of my junior brother today."

Subtext: To ensure your own safety, not the safety of your inner disciples.

Xiao Ran nodded.

"Good work."

Luo Sheng gave a brief salute to the crowd, then stood up in the air, held out a piece of blue stone cattail printed with complicated patterns, floated it in the air, and sat on it to watch the battle.

"Junior Brother Xiao has come to discuss and exchange ideas with everyone despite his busy schedule. If you are interested, come on stage quickly. Junior Brother Xiao does not remember the faults of others, so there is no need to care about winning or losing."

Keywords: Uncle Xiao, Mr. Xiao, does not remember the faults of villains.

First the spring frog and autumn cicada have no brains, and then there comes Luo Sheng’s smiling tiger...

The unfathomable image that Xiao Ran managed to create was completely destroyed by the three people messing with it.

The originally nervous and cautious crowd understood in an instant.

Most of the boulders hanging in everyone's hearts have fallen.

In addition to the sound of hunting, there was also a slight noise among the crowd.

Not long after.

The first disciple to challenge walked onto the stage, causing the stage to tremble slightly.

A shadow fell over Xiao Ran's head.

When he looked up, he saw that this disciple was tall and tall, two meters away. His muscles were taut and his green clothes were tight, like an ancient giant.

The giant disciple cupped his hands and clasped his fists, making a loud banging sound.

"Disciple Wan Long, a disciple of Qi refining and a disciple of Dayu Peak, now uses his mortal cultivation to compete with Uncle Xiao in physical skills."

There was a commotion in the crowd.

You call this a mortal's cultivation? You are already at the peak of physical training, okay?

Isn't this obviously bullying?

Young people don’t respect martial ethics!

I like!

Hahaha.

In the crowd, Lin Yunzi secretly sweated for Xiao Ran, thinking that if his uncle had used his treasure, he would not be in such a predicament.

In the air, Luo Sheng squinted his eyes slightly, unable to tell his attitude.

The giant disciple's face was smiling, as if the spring breeze was blowing on his face, and he was filled with confidence.

"Uncle Master, please."

Xiao Ran nodded and gestured, then lightly shot it out from the air.

This palm seems ordinary, but it is like a stone falling on a flat lake, causing a ripple in the air.

boom!

The palm force resonated with the air and spread suddenly.

boom!

Wrapped in the morning mist and spiritual pressure, the palm power resonated twice, accelerated instantly, rumbled, and finally had a folding resonance with the space itself...

boom!

After three superpositions, the palm force seemed mediocre at first, then suddenly accelerated, as vigorous as a dragon, like a turbulent wave, and slapped the giant's chest with one palm.

Um?

The giant disciple was stunned.
To be continued...