In the carriage, it was extremely quiet.
Because of Sun Jiang's presence, everyone was closing their eyes or thinking about things, and no one was talking casually.
The headquarters of the Lingxiao Sect is located on the Lingxiao Mountain Peak, only dozens of kilometers away from Kyoto, facing the Yunwu Mountains across the river.
However, there are mountain roads and rugged areas and the terrain is complicated, so carriages are definitely not allowed to enter.
So when they arrived at the horse farm outside Shili Pavilion, Sun Jiang took several people out of the carriage and each rented a horse.
Luo Qingzhou held the rented horse, feeling a little nostalgic for the Lu Bao from last time.
That horse is the real divine horse.
However, the day after the horse was delivered to Sister Dao's house, Princess Nangong had already taken it back.
"Ta-ta-ta-ta!"
Several people got on their horses and started running on the official road under the leadership of Sun Jiang.
An hour later.
After getting off the official road, we turned into a small road.
Getting closer to the Yunwu Mountains, Luo Qingzhou remembered the last time he killed He Yang and the others.
If Princess Nangong hadn't taken the initiative to take the blame for him at that time, it is estimated that things would not have passed so easily.
Thinking back to the time when Princess Nangong had helped the Qin family and helped him inquire about various information, he became more and more conflicted.
Another hour later.
Several people walked through a forest, and the front suddenly became clear.
A cool breeze blew, carrying a moist smell.
Turning around a hillside, a huge river with wide water and rough waves suddenly appeared in front of it.
The two sides of the river were about a thousand meters apart. The water was hazy and sparkling.
There are boats traveling on both sides of the river and on the river.
Not far away on the other side of the river, there are several large mountains, one of which is particularly majestic and steep. The peak is hidden in the clouds and there is no end in sight. That is Lingxiao Peak, which faces the Yunwu Mountains across the river.
Lingxiao Sect is located on the mountain peak, shrouded in smoke all year round, like a fairyland.
There is a tavern by the river.
You can eat and drink in the tavern, store horses and rent boats to cross the river.
At this time, a group of people had saved their horses and crossed the river.
Sun Jiang glanced at the river and found that he didn't recognize him, so he led a few people and walked towards the tavern.
Today is the time for the Lingxiao Sect to hold its annual preliminary examination. In addition to Lingxiao Sect disciples from all over Dayan, many guests have also been invited to visit.
Other sects and other cultivating families are invited.
Of course, there are also people who cross the river to go to other places.
So today's ferry was obviously very busy. As soon as it passed, we had to rush back to continue picking up passengers.
Sun Jiang led the horse and several people to the tavern, and asked the waiter to lead the horse to the stable. Then he found a table and sat down, and asked the boss to serve several large plates of beef, several plates of steamed buns, and a large pot of tea.
Several people set out before dawn, so naturally they didn't eat breakfast. They were already hungry after running all the way.
After the beef and steamed buns were served, everyone was not polite and just started eating.
After each eating a few steamed buns and a plate of beef, Fang stopped to rest.
After Sun Jiang drank a few cups of tea, Fang wiped his mouth and warned: "We will arrive at the foot of Zongmen Mountain later. Remember, don't talk nonsense and don't offend others at will. Maybe a certain elder of the sect is there." When welcoming guests at the foot of the mountain, other guests cannot be offended at will. After all, they are here to be guests of our Lingxiao Sect. We must not let others see our jokes, and we must not lose face as a teacher."
Several people quickly said: "Yes, Master."
Sun Jiang poured another cup of tea. Seeing that there was no one else around, Fang said: "Those who came back to the sect to participate in the competition this time should be well-prepared. I did the math, and including our Kyoto helmsman, it is estimated that there are about thirty Come and form a team. The results of the competition are not only based on individual points, but also on each team. If your team ranks high, in addition to the individual rewards, the team can also receive additional rewards. As a teacher I don’t ask you to rank in the top ten, but you must not fall below twenty. After all, we are from the Kyoto branch. It would be really embarrassing if we can’t even enter the top twenty. Do you have confidence?"
Chu Xiaoxiao immediately said sonorously and forcefully: "Master, don't worry, we will definitely work hard to enter the top ten and bring glory to you!"
Sun Jiang smiled, picked up the tea cup and took a sip, and said: "We don't expect to be in the top ten, after all, there are only a few of us. If you can enter the top twenty, I will give each of you an additional 100,000 gold coins as a reward." , and three bottles of potion.”
As soon as these words came out, several people were very excited.
Nie Yunrong joked: "Master, when we enter the top ten, will the reward be doubled?"
Sun Jiang smiled and said: "If you can really enter the top ten, or if your personal ranking can enter the top ten, the reward will be more than doubled. At that time, the teacher can also give each of you an additional small magic weapon. Of course, If your personal ranking can enter the top ten, you will definitely be noticed by the sect's senior leaders. If you are accepted into the inner sect and become an elite disciple, the training resources you will receive will definitely be beyond your imagination."
When several people heard this, they all became excited.
Luo Qingzhou was even more looking forward to it.
If he could enter the inner city and become an inner disciple of the Lingxiao Sect, not only would his treatment be much better, but his status would also be much higher, which would help him delay time for revenge and solve troubles.
Even if he has no household registration and cannot explain his origins, Jin Yiwei will not dare to do anything to him, right?
"Master, what rewards will the top three martial arts students and martial arts masters get?"
Sister Dao asked curiously.
Sun Jiang smiled and said: "The rewards for the top three will naturally be more generous. If your talent is really good and you are favored by a certain peak master, you may even be directly accepted as a direct disciple. Your status and training resources will all Not on the same level as other disciples..."
Several people listened with fascination.
When Sister Dao wanted to ask again, Sun Jiang suddenly looked not far away and narrowed his eyes.
At this time, a loud laugh came.
Immediately, a short, fat old man with fluttering sleeves strode over, leading eight young men and women.
"Senior Brother Sun, long time no see. How are you?"
Before the pudgy old man arrived, the hoarse voice came over first.
Sun Jiang stood up, cupped his hands with a smile on his face and said, "Junior Brother Jin, it's been a long time indeed."
When Sister Dao saw the person coming, she frowned and said in a low voice: "This person's name is Jin Song. I met him once in Mocheng last year. He seems to have a deep conflict with the master. I heard from the master that the two of them broke up because of a disciple. The people fought, and even went to the sect leader..."
The old man named Jin Song strode over, glanced at the people at the table, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Sun, do you only accept these few disciples? You are in Kyoto here, and there are so many talents. It’s unreasonable to have six disciples.”
Sun Jiang smiled calmly and said: "Why accept so many disciples? There are only so many resources, can they be allocated?"
Jin Song smiled and said: "Senior Brother Sun, you can't say that. You are here in the capital of Great Yan Kingdom, and so many of our brothers are vying to come here, but you got there first. I thought you could recruit a few more good disciples to repay the favor. There are only a few sects in the end, and they are not as good as me from a remote village."
Sun Jiang sat down, picked up the teacup, and said calmly: "Of course I'm not as good as you, Junior Brother Jin."
Jin Song chuckled and said: "Senior Brother Sun, don't belittle yourself. The sect has sent you to recruit disciples in Kyoto, so naturally it has high hopes for you. By the way, Senior Brother Sun, I heard that the new disciples recruited from various places in the sect this year include three late-stage martial arts disciples. , and their talents are very good. One of the disciples will not come from Senior Brother Sun, right? After all, Senior Brother Sun often said before that it is not about recruiting many disciples, but the quality. Senior Brother Sun only accepted six disciples because he occupies such a good position in Kyoto. , there must be one who is a disciple of the late martial arts master, right?"
Sun Jiang didn't answer. He glanced at the people at the table and said calmly: "This is your Uncle Jin. Why don't you show me your courtesy?"
The six Dao Sisters quickly bowed their heads and said, "I've met Uncle Jin."
Jin Song said with a smile on his face: "You're welcome, you're welcome, we are all members of our family."
Then he turned to look behind him and shouted coldly: "What are you doing? Didn't you see that your uncle Sun's face has darkened? You don't know how to say hello to your elders when you see them. Where is your education?"
The disciples behind him all lowered their heads and raised their hands, saying in unison: "I have met Master Sun."
The muscles on Sun Jiang's face twitched, and he raised his hand and said, "You're welcome."
Jin Song pointed to a woman behind him with a smile on his face and said: "Senior Brother Sun, this is the disciple I just accepted two months ago, and she is also a talented girl from Jiangnan, with both civil and military skills. This girl just broke through to the level of martial arts master last month In the later stage, hehe, Senior Brother Sun, guess how long it took her to go from the early stage of martial arts to the late stage?"
Sun Jiang's face froze, he looked at the slender girl behind him and said nothing.
Jin Song immediately said behind him: "Wanrou, tell Master Sun."
A Jiangnan woman named Yun Wanrou held a sword in her hand, bowed her head and said respectfully: "It took nearly a year for the disciple to go from the early stage of martial arts to the late stage of martial arts."
Jin Song laughed and said: "It's only ten months. Senior Brother Sun, this girl's physique is extraordinary, and her understanding of swords is extremely talented. If nothing happens when you go up the mountain this time, she will probably be beaten by Jianfeng." Senior Sister Linghu, I will directly accept you as your direct disciple."
Sun Jiang said calmly: "Junior Brother Jin, congratulations, your contribution is not small."
Jin Song smiled and said: "Senior Brother Sun, please don't misunderstand me. This disciple of mine just broke through to the late stage of martial arts last month, and he is not one of the three disciples mentioned before. So the question I just asked Senior Brother Sun had no other intention. ."
Sun Jiang's eyelids twitched and he said: "So, in this year's first trial, there will be four late-stage martial arts disciples fighting. It seems to be much more exciting than before."
Jin Song smiled and said: "Yes, but maybe other senior brothers have disciples who have recently broken through to the late martial arts master stage. Senior Brother Sun, are there any disciples among your disciples who are in the late martial arts master stage? Let's introduce them to junior brother. "
Sun Jiang said expressionlessly: "No."
Jin Song chuckled: "It's a pity, I'm planning to let this girl Wanrou compete with Senior Brother's disciples. I remember in the preliminary test last year, Senior Brother's eldest disciple was so overwhelming that my disciples didn't even dare to enter the ring."
Sun Jiang stood up and said, "Junior brother Jin, you should eat first. When the boat comes, we will go there first."
Jin Song smiled and cupped his hands and said, "Okay, Senior Brother Sun, walk slowly. I'll see you later in the sect."
Sun Jiang said no more, turned and walked towards the river, his face suddenly turned gloomy.
Sister Dao and others followed behind, but they didn't dare to say a word.
The boat docked on the shore, and the boatman held up his bamboo pole and shouted loudly: "The wind and waves are too strong today. Only four people can come up at a time. Don't blame the guests."
Sister Dao immediately said: "Master, you go up first."
Luo Qingzhou and Zhou Boyue were all humble.
Sun Jiang was not in the mood to talk, and he was too lazy to stay here any longer, so he got on the boat with a gloomy face.
The few of them looked at each other. As the senior brother, Zhang Yuanshan also got on the boat without any further humility.
Then Sister Dao pushed Chu Xiaoxiao and Nie Yunrong up again.
The boatman reminded everyone to sit tight and immediately held his pennies away from the shore. He said to the three people on the shore: "Guests, wait a moment, another boat will be here soon."
When Luo Qingzhou and the other three were standing on the shore talking in a low voice, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind them: "You three, what a coincidence."
The three people turned to look, and their expressions suddenly changed.
Luo Changtian, wearing a unicorn robe and leading four men in Jin Yiwei Feiyu uniforms, came up from behind and looked at the three of them with a smile on his face.
None of the three spoke.
Luo Changtian cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Don't be nervous, you three. Today we are also ordered to come to Lingxiao Sect to watch the competition of new disciples. The Holy Lord is young and promising and loves talents very much. If there are new disciples who are talented and willing to work for them, If the Holy Lord is of service, we will discuss with your sect, take the person away, and focus on training. The cultivation resources we give will definitely not be less than those given by your sect. I think the three of you also know that your sect has provided me with great inflammation over the years. We have acquired a lot of talents. We are all Great Flame warriors. It is our honor and our duty to serve the country. In the interests of the country, naturally there is no distinction between sects and forces."
Sister Dao said coldly: "There is no need to tell us these things. Commander Luo can just go to the sect and tell us."
Luo Changtian smiled, looked at the young man on her left, and said: "Brother Chu, I am looking forward to your competition this time. I hope Brother Chu can get a good ranking this time and win glory for me, the Kyoto warrior."
Luo Qingzhou said calmly: "Thank you."
The two looked at each other without looking away.
"The ship is here, let's go first."
Sister Dao touched the person next to her and turned around to get on the boat.
Luo Qingzhou and Zhou Boyue also jumped on.
The boatman looked towards the shore and said, "One more can come up."
Luo Changtian smiled and said, "No need, we'll wait for the next one."
The boatman didn't say anything more and left with the boat.
Luo Changtian stood on the shore, looking at the three figures on the boat, and the smile on his face gradually faded.
A guard behind him whispered: "Sir, we still haven't found his address or family. Every time he goes to or leaves the martial arts gym, he is very vigilant. On every street and alley, he will walk on After a lap, our people lost track every time.”
Luo Changtian looked at the figure on the boat and said, "How big can the inner city be? With so many people, none of them can keep up, which means he can see you clearly. A middle-level martial artist does not have this ability."
The guard looked solemn and said: "What you mean is..."
Luo Changtian's eyes flashed and he said: "Maybe someone can help him, or he can hide in the alley and use another method to clearly check you..."
On the river.
Luo Qingzhou sat in the cabin of the boat, facing the cold river wind, turning his head and looking towards the shore.
The figure was still standing there, looking at him.
Sister Dao also followed his gaze and whispered, "What does he want to do?"
Luo Qingzhou didn't answer. The restless alchemy sea in his body seemed to be flashing with thunder and lightning in his acupoints.
"The Evil God"
There also seemed to be thunder and lightning flashing through his boy's hole.
His body seemed to be craving some kind of energy to break through the final hurdle.
