Yu Xiao walked towards Fang Jie step by step, so Fang Jie was a little annoyed.
Ten outstanding places have been allocated, is it necessary to continue playing
In the cultivation base competition, ten people who persevere until the end will get excellent results. There were only twenty or so players left in the last round of the match. Fang Jie and Yu Xiao were the first and second to end the match. Obviously there was no need to fight again. The few who finally decided the winner had to fight for the rest of the places, and it was meaningless to fight again after the results of the first finisher had already been determined.
But judging by Yu Xiao's appearance, it was obvious that he wanted to fight Fang Jie.
"You're a smart guy."
Yu Xiao said.
This is the second time Fang Jie has heard someone say this to him today. Although the tone is not hypocritical, Fang Jie still feels a little disgusted. This kind of tone of voice is always condescending, as if a strong man must first be sure that his opponent is good before declaring war, otherwise he will appear to be worthless.
Fang Jie simply didn't speak.
Yu Xiao didn't care either, and smiled and said, "I didn't come to fight with you."
Fang Jie couldn't help but glanced at him and said, "Need me to say thank you?"
Yu Xiao shook his head, and said in a flat tone: "Whenever you are free after the competition, I would like to buy you a drink. Of course, you can refuse. Besides... I'm actually curious about what tricks you haven't used yet."
Fang Xie was silent for a while, then walked to the side and picked up a small earthen stick that Cui Pingzhou had gathered with earthen talismans. Holding it with his right hand, he stood up straight and shot suddenly. His right arm was bent at an incredible angle, and then he made a stick move, drawing a strange trajectory. This is the old cripple's one-style knife. Although it is not very authentic, it is definitely useful.
Yu Xiao was startled, and then the other party said seriously: "Now I want to fight with you again."
Fang Jie threw the clay stick aside, patted the dust off his hands and said, "Unfortunately, weapons are not allowed in this competition."
Yu Xiao suddenly smiled and said, "Why didn't you think of this until now?"
Fang Jie was stunned for a moment, then laughed dumbly: "That's right... So I've already won."
Yu Xiao said: "That's right, the moment Cui Pingzhou used the earth talisman to turn the stick, you actually won. Although I don't know why the professors of the Yanwu Academy didn't stop you from continuing to compete, but I can be sure that even if you are defeated by Cui Pingzhou Knocked to the ground, you are still the winner. The rules of the Martial Arts Academy are the rules, maybe those people on the stage wanted to see how you fight so they didn't stop you, but this doesn't prevent them from acting according to the rules."
"What a nonsense rule."
Fang Xie couldn't help but stare at the viewing platform, thinking that he could win so easily.
"You're here to remind me of this?"
Fang asked.
Yu Xiao said: "As I said just now, I wanted to buy you a drink."
"when?"
"Is it possible at noon tomorrow?"
"Where?"
"General Zuo Wuwei's residence."
Fang Jie hesitated for a while, and finally nodded and said, "You know I'm a poor man, and I don't have any presents for visiting. So if you don't blame me for being rude, I don't mind eating and drinking. .”
"I'm glad you promised."
Yu Xiao nodded, turned and left.
Fang Jie understood Yu Xiao's intention when Yu Xiao said the seven words Zuo Wuwei General's Mansion, so he hesitated. People have already started to show affection to him now, and he is also the son of Zuo Wuwei General Yu Manlou. If it were someone else, they might immediately nod and be a little flattered. But what Fang Jie thought of was whether he would offend many people if he walked into General Zuo Wuwei's mansion.
At this time, there may be more than one son of General Zuo Wuwei who wants to get closer to him.
And when he walked into General Zuo Wuwei's mansion, it seemed to be a statement that made others unhappy.
That's why Fang Jie hesitated, whether he should reject Yu Xiao.
He told Yu Xiao that he had no money and couldn't prepare any expensive gifts, so he had to come to the door empty-handed, and Yu Xiao also understood Fang Jie's meaning. If Fang Jie had prepared a generous gift, then those who waited and watched would probably feel very uncomfortable. Accepting Yu Xiao's invitation is one attitude, but visiting empty-handed is another attitude.
Fang Jie found himself getting more and more complicated after arriving in Chang'an, the imperial capital. These things never had to be considered by Fan Gu. There are only 800 frontier troops and 2,000 people in the border town, and it took Fang Jie three years to get to know everyone. But the imperial capital is too big, and the city of Chang'an is a pool of deep water. Who knows where pearls can be picked and where there are water ghosts waiting to haunt him and claim his life
He turned around and walked towards the grass on one side to lie down and rest for a while. The sun is already in the west, and it won't be long before it goes down. Another day is coming to an end, and another night is coming. This day was very extraordinary. Fang Jie completed the long-awaited and prepared Yanwu Academy exam. Although the results were not finally announced, he felt a sense of relief, and really wanted to go home and lie on the bed and sleep soundly.
"Fang Jie."
When he just walked to the edge of the grass, he heard someone calling himself, he stopped, turned around and saw that it was another son from a famous family, Pei Chuxing.
Pei Chu walked up to Fang Jie, and when he paused for a while and opened his mouth to speak, Fang Jie spoke first. He pointed at the tip of his nose and asked with a smile, "Master Pei, is he trying to say that I'm a smart person?"
Pei Chuxing was stunned, then nodded with a smile: "You are indeed a smart person."
Fang Jie hummed and asked again: "But you want to buy me a drink?"
"yes."
"when?"
"Is it possible at noon tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow night..."
Fang Jie smiled and said, "Where can I have more fun at night?"
"my home."
Pei Chuxing asked, "Do you recognize it?"
"I don't know, but I think many people know about the mansion of Mr. Huangmen Shilang. I will find out, but I don't have the money to buy any decent gifts. If Mr. Pei doesn't think I'm shabby, I'd be more than happy to visit."
"It's okay, I'll send a car to pick you up."
Pei Chuxing cupped his fists, turned and left.
The corner of Fang Jie's mouth twitched, and he said that he didn't know how long the next dinner would be. For a person who is already a little cash-strapped, it would be nice if someone buys a drink every now and then. He saw Xie Fuyao sitting on the grass not far away to rest, and after thinking about it, he walked over there.
Under Xie Fuyao's attention, Fang Jie sat down beside him, first stretched, and then asked casually: "Can I buy you a drink?"
Xie Fuyao was slightly taken aback, then nodded and said: "Okay, when?"
"Just tonight."
"Where?"
"That's where you can buy wine."
"As soon as you enter the city gate and turn left for half a mile, there is a good small shop, but the scale is too small. But the stewed dog meat and roast chicken taste good, and there are a few signature side dishes."
Fang Jie hummed and asked, "Is it expensive?"
"If you can't afford it... you'll have to pay a tael of silver anyway."
Xie Fuyao replied.
Fang Jie couldn't help but swear: "Damn it, it's so expensive! That... a fruit plate?"
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Shenquan Mountain.
When the old monk said that he only wanted to take his disciples back to Daxue Mountain, the expressions of Zhuo Buyi and Taoist Heju could not help but change. The two of them knew that the young and handsome monk had an accomplice and his cultivation was astonishing, but they didn't expect it to be so powerful. The second day deity of the Buddhist sect, known as the wisdom deity who knows everything in the world.
King Dalunming of the Buddhist sect has four disciples. The eldest disciple, Dazizai Tianzun, is in charge of all affairs of the Buddhist sect. Few of the Buddhist sect's disciples can meet King Dalun Ming, and it is already extremely difficult to meet Tianzun. Since King Dalunming's stone chamber retreated ten years ago, all matters of the Buddhist sect have been left to Dazizai Tianzun to decide. Even the throne of Meng Ge, the Great Khan of the Mongolian Yuan Empire, was only designated by Dalunming King Dazizai Tianzun. It is said that only a few people can see Dalunming King after retreating.
The second disciple is Wisdom Tianzun, who will give lectures on the mirror platform of Daxue Mountain every month. Some disciples and believers of the Buddhist sect traveled thousands of miles to listen to the teachings of the Buddha's meaning. Those who went up the mountain all moved forward sincerely with three steps and one kowtow. Many people died on the way because they couldn't bear the hard work. It is said that the wisdom Tianzun knows everything in the world, and he will look back for three hundred years.
The third disciple, Lingbao Tianzun, only stays in the Sutra Library and never goes out. He is in charge of the classics, and spends his days copying scriptures by hand. He never asked about the Buddhist sect, nor did he preach the Buddhist scriptures. He is the most mysterious Tianzun in the Buddhist sect. There are even rumors that he is crippled and unable to travel.
The fourth disciple, Shi Yuan Tianzun, is in charge of the precepts. Legend has it that the only person in the Buddhist sect who has practiced Vajra Fury has great power. The disciples of the Buddhist sect are all over the world, and they can receive respect and courtesy in any place except the Great Sui Dynasty. So it is inevitable to be proud, but in the Discipline Academy, no disciple of the Buddhist sect dare not bow his head.
These four Heavenly Venerates are all legendary gods in the eyes of ordinary people.
As long as it was not in the Great Sui Dynasty, wherever these four Heavenly Venerables appeared, they would definitely receive the most solemn welcome. Flowers paved the road, clean water was sprinkled on the street, and even the king of a country would kneel by the roadside.
But it was such a big shot who quietly appeared outside the city of Chang'an in the Sui Dynasty. And not long ago, he was even in Chang'an City. Being able to avoid the search of many masters in the city that night is enough to prove the high level of cultivation of this old monk.
"It turned out to be a Heavenly Venerable."
Taoist Heju breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Are you that bald donkey of wisdom?"
The old monk shook his head slightly and said: "The great priest of the Taoist sect, isn't he afraid of losing his identity by speaking so vulgarly? Although the Taoist sect only lives in a small corner of the Sui Kingdom, it is still a very famous sect. As soon as you open your mouth, you will reveal your identity." You have a vulgar nature. Generally speaking, nine out of ten people in the Taoist sect also have the same temperament as you."
"You have a good eloquence, and you really speak the truth."
Taoist Heju snorted coldly and said, "Don't pretend to be here, are you tired? It is said that you claim to know everything about the world, so I would like to ask you something."
The old monk put his hands together and said, "Excuse me."
"Since you know everything about the world, do you know that you are going to die today?"
Taoist Heju raised his jaw slightly and asked.
The old monk sighed and said: "Violent and savage, even if you wear a layer of human skin, you are still a monster. If this is the case, then I have to get rid of demons for the world."
"Crap!"
Taoist Heju said coldly: "You have to find a hypocritical excuse to kill people. Don't you think this face is too shameful? Fighting is fighting, so much bullshit!"
After finishing these words, Taoist Heju waved back his two wide robe sleeves. With a bang, two pits were blown out behind him, and the dust rose violently. The bright red figure disappeared in a flash, and when he looked again, he was already in front of the old monk.
He rushed forward, but Zhuo Buyi sat down cross-legged.
The latter closed his eyes and did not look.
The old monk raised his hand and waved his cassock. As if spreading a golden shield in front of him, the two violent and forceful repulsions that Taoist Heju attacked from mid-air slammed into the cassock. The cassock was unfolded and stretched flat, but the domineering repulsive force hit it like a rock sinking into the sea. Except for the cassock being pressed down into two small pits, it was difficult to penetrate an inch.
The old monk raised his cassock with his left hand to block the attack of Taoist Heju, and swung his right hand lightly in a movement that seemed to drive away flying insects. After this action was completed, Zhuo Buyi, who was sitting cross-legged twenty meters away, frowned immediately.
The old monk blocked the repelling force of Taoist Heju with his left hand, and broke Zhuo Buyi's mind with his right hand.
Two against one does not seem to have the upper hand.