Chapter 183 Master and Apprentice on Jiupan Mountain (for subscription)

  Jiupan Mountain is not a famous mountain.

  The mountain is not high enough, nor strange enough, nor dangerous enough.

  Only the main peak stands straight and stacked on top of each other, like nine stone plates stacked together, so this mountain is called Jiupan Mountain.

  At this time, a ring was set up on the huge stone plate on the top floor, and tables and chairs were placed around it.

  The names of various sects, sects, and families are written on the raised sails. When people come, they can sit according to their respective directions.

  Of course... not all sects and families can occupy a territory.

   Then you must have a reputation in the world, be famous, and someone will buy it if you tell it.

   "Master, our Qi Qiong faction doesn't even have a seat, so why are you here to participate in this martial arts tournament?" Along the ridge as thin as a blade, a young-looking apprentice asked the master among the crowd crowding up to the top of the mountain.

  Master looks older, and seems to be an honest person at first glance, but his eyes are too flexible, revealing his true nature.

"Apprentice, you are a rare martial arts prodigy who only meets in a millennium. In just three months, you have practiced all the unique skills of our Qi Qiong sect to the peak. This time, if you work hard, you may marry your master a wife. The number of people sent is weak, you are still young, Master can’t embarrass you, this kind of pressure can only be borne by your master and me.” In the sudden mountain wind, the master grabbed the small flag that he made temporarily.

   This is also the practice of many unknown sects to make a name for themselves.

  As long as you show your face through the martial arts conference, turn around and go back to your hometown, you can also recruit disciples and accept offerings from rich households in the local area.

  Even if there is no fame, as long as you have been here, you can also blow it when you go back.

  In short, the big man has the pursuit of the big man, and the little man has the carnival of the little man.

  A martial arts tournament, but the purpose is different.

  Under the interlaced parallel time and space, the stories unfolding are completely different.

"Master! Have you ever thought that it's not that my talent is good, but that our Qiqiong faction's martial arts are too poor. After three months of learning, we have almost learned everything, and there is nothing to continue practicing?" He was very kind to his master, holding the two steamed buns left over from yesterday in his arms, so as not to accidentally roll down the mountain and waste food, but he seemed to be more pragmatic than his own master.

"Fart! Our Qi Qiong sect is also an ancient sect with a history of thousands of years. Qi Qiong's unique learning may not look amazing, but it actually contains the highest martial arts principles. If you think it is simple, it is because you are not experienced enough, and you still can't see through the hidden truth behind it. The true meaning of it." The master spoke nonsense and forcibly held back his respect.

  The two masters and apprentices were noisy all the way, so they followed the crowd to the top of Jiupan Mountain.

  The good positions are all taken by the great faction.

  The well-known elders in the Jianghu, or the scattered people in the Jianghu, also have good sects, and they go to follow and huddle together.

   Only those unknown soldiers who came to make up the numbers were driven to the corner, and they had to be careful not to slip and fall off the cliff, and they had to try to stand higher and see the ring as much as possible.

   "Master! Master! Come here quickly, I found a good position, not only the vision is clear, but also the surroundings are transparent, and the position is higher...!" Qi Qiong's apprentice shouted to his master.

   When the excited master followed his apprentice to the place, he was immediately annoyed: "Are you illiterate? This is a latrine! Do you want me to squat on the top of the latrine with you to participate in the martial arts conference?"

The apprentice didn't care and said: "Others are looking for fame, we are looking for benefits. Later, we will see how real martial arts masters compete, and some will brag about it when we go back. Otherwise, when we go back to our hometown, the director of the village next door asks what we have seen, you Did you tell him that the abbot of Dalin Temple punched the head of Wudang in the face with Wang Baquan, causing two dark circles under his eyes?"

   "It's shameful to say it!"

   "It also makes sense...you are young, you climb up the pillars of the women's toilet, and go to the men's toilet for the master." The master pondered for three seconds, and agreed with his disciple.

   "Master, we will do light work." The disciple whispered.

   "The lightness kung fu of our Qiqiong sect is a secret that is not passed on, and we will save it for the competition later, what should we do if people see our flaws when we use it now?"

   "Listen to the master! Climb up." The master said.

  The master and apprentice climbed up to the roof of the thatched roof.

  Although there is often a mountain breeze under my body, there is a burst of 'fragrance' coming.

   But the view is indeed much better.

  The figures on the arena can also be seen clearly, and the voices are finally synchronized with the words that are echoing on the top of the mountain.

   "Thank you all for coming. Today, on behalf of Bai Xiaosheng, I will preside over this martial arts competition." On the stage at this moment, a man who looks like a middle-aged man is standing, speaking with full energy.

   "Master! Won't Bai Xiaosheng come?" the apprentice asked the master.

The master replied: "I don't know! Bai Xiaosheng has been famous for a hundred years and never shows up. It is said that Bai Xiaosheng is not a person, but a group of people, a mysterious organization. Of course he can't show up at this time. Yuan Zhu who is showing up now is Jiang Hu. The number one benevolent person. He has a wealth of money and is willing to do good deeds. Many people in the Jianghu will go to him when they are poor, so although his martial arts are average, he has a great reputation in the Jianghu."

   "Then master... let's join him too!" the apprentice said without ambition.

   "That won't work! There are too many people in Yuanzhu's Jupeng Village. Let's go, and everyone in the world will know that we are so poor that we can't afford food. Who will look down on us in the future?"

   "Aren't we desperate? You have three taels of silver hidden under your feet, don't you know that you are a teacher?" The master resolutely refused.

   During the gap between the master-student dialogue, Yuan Zhu's seemingly meaningful but ineffective speech also came to an end.

   With a sound of a gong.

  A young man said in a hoarse voice: "I invite Liu Gaoren, the head of Cang Cang, and Bai Hezi, the master of Qingsong Temple!"

  Boom boom boom...!

  Drums followed suit.

  Two figures flew up from below the ring at the same time.

   Then gracefully landed on the ring.

   Suddenly there was a burst of applause from below.

  In an instant, the force of the entire martial arts tournament fell to the level of a street performer, crushing boulders on his chest.

  The apprentice took out half a steamed bun from his bosom and handed it to his master, who ruthlessly rejected it.

  Looking at the delicious little apprentice he was eating, the master couldn't help asking: "It's so smelly, how can you still eat it so delicious?"

   "Just smell stinky tofu!" the apprentice said freely.

  Master was taken aback for a moment: "It also makes sense...a piece for the teacher!"

  The two masters and apprentices began to eat cold steamed buns with the "scent" of the hut under their bodies.

   "Master, who do you think will win?" the apprentice asked.

The master said casually: "It must be Bai Hezi! Although the Diancang Sect is rich and powerful, Liu Gaoren has long neglected to practice martial arts. It is rumored that he is very close to the government and has a heart for fame and wealth. But Bai Hezi has been closed for decades. Hard training, swordsmanship and true energy should be quite good, if you can't guess thirty rounds as a teacher, Liu Gaoren will be defeated."

   As soon as the words fell, Bai Hezi was kicked off the ring by Liu Gaoren.

   And Liu Gaoren, who seemed to have a shiny face, was holding a sword, and cupped his hands at his comrades in the audience.

   The eighth day of five consecutive challenges!

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