After flying 1,200 miles northwest, everyone arrived at Qixia City. Qixia City is not a big city, nor is it a famous city, but it is still lively. Especially today, there are luxury cars one after another at the city gate, and There was no way in or out. The city streets were crowded with people. You could see other races on weekdays, but today they were all human figures.
Mu Ziyun led everyone into the city gate, stopped specifically, and said, "I'll open a few more. Anyway, these things are the same whether they are opened early or late. We might as well open them all, so we know better."
After that, he actually took out two tips, one wrote: "Don't buy candy people", and the other wrote: "Don't kill people." The first one is pretty easy to figure out. If you come across a place with a candy seller, everyone can just stay away. But the second one is more troublesome. The road is difficult and dangerous, and you will inevitably encounter some strong enemies. If you're not careful, someone may die. Including the first tips bag, there are now three tips bags, which are divided among Mu Ziyun, Ling Dang, Wang Xiang, Kite, Tang Daoyuan, Xiaosi and Du Xiaoyue. Mu Ziyun repeatedly asked: "Be careful and don't take anyone's life!"
Just as he was talking, he was bumped into by a rude man. The rude man was not rude, but he was also in a hurry. He left an apology and hurriedly ran towards the city. Everyone wanted to stop someone to ask, but no one was willing to stop. In desperation, they had no choice but to blend into the crowd and go into the city one after another. However, the crowd surged and the nine people were quickly dispersed. This medium-sized city quickly A large number of practitioners have gathered, and most of them are not weak in cultivation. There are many in Zhongli realm, and there are three or four in Yuqi realm, but most of them are over fifty years old.
Only Xiaosi and Xiubing were still together, and the rest of them dispersed into various waves of people. Fortunately, everyone ended up going in the same direction, which was the front porch of the clock tower of the Qixia Chenggong clan.
In the open space of more than fifty feet, a layer of ancient sycamore wooden boards was placed to form a high platform. This ancient sycamore tree is indestructible and can absorb energy, and can offset the strange spells of strong people in the Zhongli realm. Such a large piece is enough Demonstrating the strong strength of the Gong clan.
A man stood in Taichung, facing the crowds of people outside the stage. He first bowed and then straightened his back, although he used his own energy.
Blessing also said a lot, but Mu Ziyun, who finally got to the edge of the stage, didn't hear a word because the noise around him was too loud. He fiercely grabbed one person's collar, dragged him over, and yelled: "Tell me what's going on! Otherwise, I will kill you!" After some coercion, he finally got an explanation. It turned out that this was a rare sight for the Gong clan in a hundred years. One-time marriage recruitment is ordinary in Qixia City, but the Gong clan is a well-known and famous family in this area. Of course, there is only the ancestral hall of the Gong clan here, and the main members are among other prominent people. land.
As for nobles like the Gong clan, there are naturally countless people who want to marry each other, and there is no need to recruit relatives. However, there is a situation where they have to recruit relatives. If there is a girl in the family who has not left the court and has disappeared for three generations, then the other The marriage cannot be decided, so the woman will face two choices. One is to find a marriage on her own. No matter how high or low she is, she can do whatever she wants. However, since there is no one in the clan who can make the decision, the son-in-law she recruits will not be recognized by the clan. , which is equivalent to not only getting married, but also completely severing relations with her natal family. Although her surname is Gong, she will no longer have anything to do with the Gong family. The only option left is for the elders of the clan to make the decision for the girl and rely on martial arts to recruit a husband. Regardless of origin, age or means, as long as she wins, she can be recruited. From then on, the girl establishes her own family in the clan and becomes her own son-in-law. An elder of his own household.
Obviously, the girl from the Gong family who had a miserable life experience chose to compete in martial arts to find a bride, but it was a helpless move. After all, she had taken off the hat of a famous family, and her future journey would probably fall into the ice valley.
After hearing this, Mu Ziyun spat, and even looked at the few Yu Qi Zhijing hovering in the sky and said disdainfully: "Are these old ladies also want to marry a girl?"
"Oh, this young man, please don't talk nonsense. Do you see anyone else in the sky who dares to fly? Those few are the strongest among the strongest and cannot be offended."
Mu Ziyun snorted coldly, and then saw the man in Taichung say something, but he still didn't hear it, but the man left the stage immediately after he finished speaking. Immediately, a man of about 20 from the Zhongli Realm jumped on the stage and stood on the stage. Central, confident in facing everyone, it is no wonder that he is so arrogant. There are not many people like him who have reached the level of Zhongli at the age of twenty. But reality is often cruel, so
The young man couldn't survive even two games. The second man who came on the stage was a man in his forties who was also in the Zhongli realm. After seven or eight rounds, the young man's legs were completely destroyed. The young man was lifted. He hit his head and threw him directly off the field. Unfortunately, no one picked him up, so he fell between the people and was trampled half to death by the soles of feet.
Only Mu Ziyun squeezed to the edge of the stage, and the rest of his friends crowded into the central crowd. They wanted to fly, but they always used their strength to force themselves back to the ground. This was also the method of the Gong clan. Only those in the realm of Yu abandon are allowed to fly. Even though the bell arrived, they were still not allowed to fly because they were women.
After watching dozens of games, even Mu Ziyun couldn't help but sigh: "Is this still a martial arts competition to recruit a bride? Isn't this just a competition? Just for the sake of a famous family status, you risk your life?" The practitioners died and were injured. Even though he was injured, there were still people flying onto the stage. Mu Ziyun still didn’t understand the huge gap between classes. Some people practiced cultivation for a lifetime and reached a sufficient height, but they were still classified as untouchables. They were divided into noble and humble. This is a mountain that can never be moved. People on this side are all trying desperately to climb over to the other side of the mountain.
The battle became more and more fierce as it went on, and the Gong clan only maintained order and did not care about life and death on the stage. But when they hit the bottom, the three or four old men flying in the sky remained motionless. Everyone also understood that the fight below was No matter how miserable the situation is, it is still a small fight, and the final winner will most likely be among these old men.
In the Xiang Pavilion behind the bell tower, a girl looked worriedly at the stage. The maid next to her comforted her: "Miss, why don't you stop looking and I'll watch for you."
"Yinnan, I don't really want to marry those old men."
"Miss, don't be discouraged. Maybe there are some young and strong people down there."
"If they really existed, they would have flown into the sky long ago, alas..."
After looking at Mu Ziyun for a long time, he got tired of it. Just when he was about to turn around and go back, unexpectedly, a figure crossed the sky and hit Taichung directly. Mu Ziyun didn't mean to do it, but after taking a glance, he was stunned. What a surprise on stage. It was none other than Wangxiang.
"Yo? This kid?" Mu Ziyun was filled with doubts, "Does he still have such leisurely elegance? Is his brain broken again?"
