The overall strength of the Tianjiao of Zhongyunjing is much stronger than that of the cold one.

For the importance of talents, the cultivation of martial arts is not as good as one in 10,000 in the cold environment.

There is no such thing as a cold place in a place like the Mission Valley.

Moreover, the eldest son and the third son of Zhongyunjing have a lofty status, and they are constantly holding martial arts exchanges with outstanding young people.

This is also a thing that can't be dreamed in the cold environment.

The Mission Valley is located in the city, a valley dug out artificially.

There are more than 1,000 platforms in the valley, large and small, and when they arrive, all the platforms are in groups of three or five, and all are covered!

The strong atmosphere of martial arts exchanges, even Xia Qingchen, was slightly applauded.

Although Zhongyunjing is a hostile force in Liangjing, he has to praise that Zhongyunjing has done a great job in these respects.

"Look, that's the seat for the class." Qiu Zifan pointed to a raised boulder in the middle of the valley.

A hundred seats were manually cut out from above, as well as a podium.

On the boulder, a strong man with iron-red armor stood on all four corners. Before the lecture began, no one could come up without permission.

Otherwise, tens of thousands of people around the boulder would have filled all their seats.

Fairy Lanhua slightly slurped and said, "So many people!"

In the past, there were at most a thousand people and it was not difficult to get one or two seats.

But tens of thousands of people, she can't guarantee that she can get one. How can she help Xia Qingchen get a seat?

"Princess Wang, maybe you can only stand below and listen." Lanhua Fairy said in ashamed.

Xia Qingchen asked: "Is there a difference between sitting and listening on the boulder and standing and listening?"

He was not interested in the teaching of Huang Zizhen, but he felt very meaningful.

If there are strong people in the cold environment, especially for those who are not strong enough to ask the people who have no way of access, why is the cold environment defeated so badly?

"Of course there is a difference." Blue Flower Fairy said: "Listen to the seat, you can ask the lecturer, listen below, the lecturer will not ignore you."

She pursed her lips slightly and said, "Come with me, and strive for a seat for you."

She separated the crowd and immediately caused a commotion.

"The blue flower fairies are here!"

"Hi! The seat is hard to find today!"

In view of her lofty status among the younger generation, everyone gave way to allow her and Xia Qingchen to come to the forefront.

At the entrance of the staircase of the giant stone, an old man with a white beard of about eighty, with his eyes closed, lay leisurely on the swaying lounge chair and just blocked the intersection.

Of course, he will not be Huang Zizhen, but Huang Zizhen's largest disciple.

On his left hand side, there is a coffee table, besides a pot of tea, there is also a thick stack of tickets.

Only by holding this ticket can you board the boulder and listen to it in your seat.

Everyone looked at the tickets and swallowed hard.

Tickets are all in the mood of this disciple, whoever he wants to give, or he can give him Zhongyun coins that he is satisfied with.

Everyone is talking about it and guessing the ticket price.

"Give me peace. The noisy person disqualifies from the seat." The old man's eyes were still closed, but his brow furrowed.

The crowd immediately calmed down, and they dared not make any noise.

Fairy Lanhua took a step forward and respected the fist: "Senior, junior Zhou Fu Zhou Jingxuan, urge seniors to give tickets."

The old man with his eyes closed, when he heard the word Zhoufu, he opened his eyes.

Qing Gao's face was still expressionless: "Oh, Zhoufu's money! Take it!"

Zhou Fu is still a bit of a face in Wangdu.

He was second to none, and a ticket flew into Zhou Jingxuan's hand.

She hesitated and said, "Senior, we have two of us, can we give more..."

"Humph!" The old man was immediately displeased. He patted the case a few times and scolded: "Do you understand the rules? One person can only ask for one!"

How precious is a hundred tickets?

Sending one is a kind of favor. If one person asks for several copies, isn't it a waste of favors?

Isn't the teacher wasting precious time when he comes today?

Fairy Lanhua immediately apologized: "Sorry, it is ignorance of the younger generation."

"Really! How did Zhou Bingkun teach his daughter?" The old man was extremely polite, and he made a move: "Okay, the tickets are back, and today you are not in Zhoufu!"

He couldn't help but get the tickets back.

The blue flower fairy suddenly felt embarrassed and embarrassed. As for this?

Xia Qingchen looked at her. She was blamed for him, so she couldn't just sit back and ignore it.

Since tickets can be bought with money, it is easy to say.

Money, what he has!

But just about to speak out, Qiu Zifan came from behind with a hearty smile and clenched his fists: "Brother, I haven't seen you for a long time!"

The old man who was sitting back raised his eyes and looked at his unsmiling face, with a rare smile: "It turned out to be Brother Zifan!"

Qiu Zifan familiarly said: "Brother Elder's temper is still the same as before!"

The old man scolded: "Where is my bad temper? It is the young man nowadays, who are more and more ignorant of the rules!"

Qiu Zifan's flattering compliment: "No, I mean, Brother is the same as before, upright, sticking to the principles, no wonder the teacher treats you with respect."

Who doesn't like to listen to good words?

The old man is no exception. He smiled a little bit more and said with a smile: "What kind of wind is blowing the younger brother today?"

Qiu Zifan said, "Of course, I heard that the teacher preached, so I came to listen to the teacher's teaching, and asked my brother to open a convenient door to allow me and my friends to have the opportunity to sit and listen."

"Okay, how many do you want?"

"Three photos." Qiu Zifan looked at the blue flower fairy and Xia Qingchen.

The old man took out three tickets without hesitation, and did not have a good air: "Dare you dare to ask me for tickets like this, change someone else, hum!"

"Oh, thank you, brother! Thank you!" Qiu Zifan won three tickets, thanking him again and again.

The people around them all cast envious and jealous eyes.

"A good person is a good person! All three tickets are needed, hey!"

"People who have the ability to give face everywhere! It is a small military division outside, and there are people called brothers and brothers in the mission valley. Envy will not come!"

Qiu Zifan was calm in his heart, but humble and indifferent. He turned around and handed a ticket to the Blue Flower Fairy: "Brother actually is very good. The Blue Flower Fairy should not go to her heart."

Is it good?

Is it only good for Qiu Zifan?

Silent display made the envy of the blue flower fairy deep inside.

After hesitating for a while, she took it and said hardly: "Thank you."

"My brother and I were in love, why should we say thanks?" Qiu Zifan smiled.

Subsequently, he looked to Xia Qingchen, but did not give him the ticket immediately.

He flicked the ticket and said with a playful look: "Princess Wang, my teacher, is a fighting character. You can listen to the teachings before him, but please be cautious and do not ask questions. Lest the teacher sees that your level is low and is in a bad mood."

There is a sense of superiority between the lines in his words, and the word "teacher" is always open.

"My words, do you understand? This is also for you!" Qiu Zifan put the ticket firmly on Xia Qingchen's chest, as if it were alms.

However, Xia Qingchen didn't pick up, and let the tickets fall to the ground.

"What do you mean?" Qiu Zifan eyebrow lifted, unhappy, said: "My teacher's ticket, you treat it that way?"

Xia Qingchen looked at him lightly and said, "Who said, I'm going to listen to your teacher?"

He was never interested, and he never planned to listen to anything he taught!