Brother Gu and Yuankong were busy cooking.
The sloppy Taoist priest is our great hero this time, so let’s give him a rest for now.
Originally, we wanted to read all the disciples who took the written examination today to understand their situation. Only by knowing ourselves and our enemies can we be victorious in every battle, but that guy who was optimistic appeared in the middle and disrupted our plans.
We basically didn’t watch the subsequent competitions, so we didn’t have a general overview of the overall situation.
But in my heart, I still feel that among these young disciples, only Chilang can finally fight against the sloppy Taoist priest.
After all, the sloppy Taoist priest has not yet used the means to suppress the situation, and that is the paper armor that Master Ba gave him.
In fact, you can't tell much just by watching a competition. After all, those more powerful disciples will definitely not use their own tricks until the critical moment.
The sloppy Taoist priest only tried his skills briefly and used Green Soul and Xiaoxiao.
And in my Tiangang Seal, Xiaoxiao is not the only ghost. The most exciting time is when Sister Na comes forward.
Fortunately, not many people watched the sloppy Taoist compete this time. Even after passing the first test, no one would think that the sloppy Taoist was very powerful.
This is the kind of effect the Sloppy Taoist is pursuing. He must make his opponents despise him, and then he can finally become a dark horse that breaks out of the siege.
After the sloppy Taoist priest came back, he ran into the house alone. He didn't know what he was up to. He had a lot of tricks, so he probably had a plan of his own.
Not long after, Gu Haoran also prepared the meal and invited us to come over and eat.
When he heard that dinner was about to begin, Master Songhe staggered out with a wine bottle in hand.
He was not polite at all. He reached out and grabbed a pig's trotter on the table and started to chew it.
We were almost eating when the sloppy Taoist priest came out, muttering something about something.
As soon as he sat down, Master Songhe took out two steamed bun-like things from the basket: "I'll give it to you two. Once you're full, we'll continue playing tomorrow."
The sloppy Taoist priest retracted his mind, took the two nests he handed over, and suddenly asked: "Master, I want to ask you, tomorrow I will participate in the competition for the top ten finalists, and you have nothing good to teach me. Give it to me, please work harder."
Master Songhe put down the pig's trotters in his hands, wiped his oily hands on his body, and said, "It's really there. Just wait."
With that said, Master Songhe stood up and walked straight into the house.
We have always felt that Songhe Zhenren is not upright and will definitely not come up with anything good.
However, the facts soon proved this.
After Master Songhe came out, he held a wooden sword in his hand, put it on the table, and said with a smile: "Chiwen, do you still remember this sword?"
When the sloppy Taoist priest saw the sword, the muscles on his face suddenly twitched several times, and he didn't say a word for a long time.
After Master Songhe put down the wooden sword, he gnawed on the big pig's trotter for a while, wiped his hands, smiled at us, turned around and entered the house again.
Not long after, the sound of Master Songhe snoring could be heard in the room.
After Master Songhe left, several of us looked at the wooden sword on the table.
To be honest, there is nothing surprising about this wooden sword, and it is also a broken wooden sword with glue in the middle.
Moreover, the material of this wooden sword is also very ordinary, and there are no runes on it.
Just a piece of rotten wood.
Gu Haoran picked up the wooden sword on the table, looked it up and down, and said: "Xiao Luo, I don't think there's anything surprising about this wooden sword. It's far worse than your lightning wooden sword. Use this If you try this thing, it will probably break into pieces."
"I don't see anything surprising." I took the wooden sword from Gu Haoran's hand and sensed it carefully. There was no aura at all.
"This wooden sword is quite old, probably more than ten years ago." Kasang also said.
The sloppy Taoist priest took the wooden sword from my hand, smiled sadly, and said, "You must not know the origin of this sword."
"Tell me, this sword doesn't hide any secrets, right?" I asked curiously.
"This sword is just an ordinary wooden sword, there is nothing surprising about it." The sloppy Taoist priest said lightly.
Later, the sloppy Taoist priest told us some past events about this wooden sword.
About ten years ago, when the sloppy Taoist priest was only about ten years old, he began to practice under the disciples of Master Songhe.
That year, in order to encourage the younger generation of disciples under his disciples, Elder Long Shan made a wooden sword with his own hands and called all the disciples with the seniority character "Zhi" together.
Those young disciples were all in their teens, and the oldest was no more than sixteen or seventeen years old.
In order to test the patience of these young disciples, Master Long Shan asked all the disciples to stand on the plum blossom pile.
At that time, Master Long Shan said that as long as he persisted to the end and did not fall off the plum blossom pile, this wooden sword would be given to that disciple.
At that time, all the disciples with the seniority of "Zhi" had not come into contact with swords, and they all wanted a sword.
Even though it was just a wooden sword, it was still what they longed for.
At that moment, there were dozens of disciples with the seniority of "Zhi" jumping on the plum blossom pile one after another in order to get this wooden sword.
The plum blossom pile is four or five meters high from the ground, and can only stand on one foot.
This group of disciples began to stand at six or seven o'clock in the morning and continued to stand until two or three o'clock in the afternoon. They did not eat or drink and were motionless.
Gradually, many disciples could not hold on and fell from the plum blossom pile one after another.
The sloppy Taoist priest also wanted to get the wooden sword. With strong perseverance, he endured the scorching sun and persisted.
Until the afternoon, when it was getting dark, the sloppy Taoist priest was still persisting.
However, there was another person who persisted with him, Chilang, the grandson of the elder of the execution hall.
When it got dark, the slovenly Taoist priest had reached the limit. He was tired and hungry, his legs were numb, and his body was shaky.
But standing next to him, Chi Lang remained as still as a clock, as if nothing had happened.
Chilang has been practicing cultivation since he was a child. Although he is not very young, he has already achieved cultivation at a young age and can activate spiritual power.
However, at that time, the sloppy Taoist priest had just started, and he only relied on his perseverance to support himself.
Finally, the sloppy Taoist priest couldn't hold on anymore and fell from the plum blossom pile.
He didn't last until the end.
Chilang saw the sloppy Taoist priest fall down, then float down from the plum blossom pile lightly, and took the wooden sword from Elder Longshan's hand.
When Elder Long Shan left, Chi Lang took the wooden sword, walked to the sloppy Taoist priest, broke the wooden sword in front of him, and threw it in front of him.
