The four-year Grand Prix was scheduled for the first ten days of December, which was already approaching the end of the year.
It is now October, and it is already late autumn, but the hot and humid weather in Yunzhou has not improved.
There are still about two months before the start of the Grand Competition. This big competition will be used as a selection competition for second-generation disciples to select their own disciples. When this news was announced, it immediately caused an uproar in the entire Qingyun Temple.
Although among the three generations of disciples, there are several people named under his master's name. For example, Lu Qingzheng has two disciples, Yun Chong and Jiang Yunhan, and Yue Qinglan's disciples are Yunrui, Yunxue and several other female disciples; Yong, as well as Xi, Cai, Fu, Lu, Shou, five disciples; and Lin Yuncong is He Qingzhu's registered disciple; big difference. The most important thing is that direct disciples will receive more detailed guidance and obtain higher-level martial arts. There are even benefits such as auxiliary pills, which are supplied quantitatively and regularly by Guanli... These substantial benefits are definitely not something ordinary nominal disciples can have.
Among the three generations of disciples, a crazy martial arts movement was immediately staged, and the entire Taoist temple was filled with the sound of "hehehahaha" practicing martial arts from morning to night.
Ever since Ye Qingxuan had the "extremely arduous and important" task, this vigorous "Teacher Competition" sports meeting has nothing to do with him for the time being.
At this moment, in Ye Qingxuan's own independent small courtyard, several entrusted parties were all in place, and they stood in a row collectively, waiting for the junior uncle's lecture.
Qingxuan watched these seven little ancestors several times from beginning to end, and the more he watched, the more headaches he felt.
Lu Yunxuan, who wore soaring braids and a strange smile on her face;
With a big snot in his nose, Lu Yunming was calm on the surface but listless in his heart;
Ma Yunyong is full of beards, taller than others, majestic in appearance, and humble in heart;
Lin Yuncong, with delicate features, high myopia, hypoplasia, one head shorter than others, and Yunyong two ends;
And the three newcomers,
Xiao Yunfeng, who has a stern face and a dull personality, who never answers three questions;
Fat as a pig, not inferior to Yun Yong in a flattering place, even Qian Yunzhong in a lowly place;
Hu Yunzheng was as skinny as a monkey, carefree, with an indifferent face, looking around like a monkey...
Xiao Yunfeng was the little beggar who followed the second senior brother that day. After falling into a coma for a while, he searched for food everywhere, but he met Qingxuan. Learning art, the second senior brother seems to have made an agreement with this little beggar before: if he can follow the second senior brother all the way to the temple, he will be accepted as an apprentice or something.
Seeing his firm will, Qing Yan took him in and recorded him as his disciple, but then entrusted him to Ye Qingxuan. This is also a plan that the two discussed in the house.
Qian Yunzhong and Hu Yunzheng, both of them are the sons of merchants in Kunyang City, the largest of the thirteen counties in Yunzhou.
Fat Yunzhong, six years old this year, his lay name is Qian Zhong, his father, Qian Mancang, is the owner of the largest restaurant "Songhe Tower" in Kunyang City, and his cooking skills are well-known throughout the city;
The thin one, Taoist name Yunzheng, layman's name Huzheng, was the same age as Qian Zhong, Hu Zheng was a little older by two months, and his father was the shopkeeper of the largest pawnshop in Kunyang City.
The two people, in terms of background and family background, are considered to be quite wealthy, and the two are neighbors, and they are family friends. Plus, the two were negligent in discipline, and the two crazily caused trouble with their companions.
Since the two lived in a commercial street, these two boys either set a store on fire today, or smashed another's store tomorrow... It really annoyed the two old men.
Coincidentally, the five disciples of the old fairy Qingyun Guan came to look for apprentices. After discussing with each other, the two old people gritted their teeth and decided to throw the two of them into the mountains to practice. Anyway, Qingyang Town is not too far from Kunyang City. The four-day journey, Qingyun Temple is quite famous among the people, so the elders of the two families don't expect the two boys to learn any supernatural skills, but only hope that they can suffer a little bit on the mountain, suffer a little bit, and learn something... Know Money is hard-won, that is.
Moreover, Qingyun Temple belongs to Zhengyi sect, and Taoist priests can also marry wives and have children, so the incense of the two families cannot be broken. So the two discussed it, found Taoist Qingshi, begged and worshiped, and stuffed a lot of silver taels, and promised to give Qingyun Temple more incense money in the future, so Qingshi reluctantly brought it back to the temple.
It can be said that from the very beginning, these two boys came to the temple with a troublesome name.
"Uncle, what are your orders?"
Looking at the round body, round hands, round head, and round face in front of him, Qingxuan really wanted to go up and kick him to see how far he could roll.
"Stand up, stand up, stand up straight for me. Take a look at you, huh? The tall ones, the short ones, the fat ones, the thin ones—"
Yun Xuan covered her mouth for a laugh, but was stared at by Qing Xuan, too frightened to laugh anymore. Ye Qingxuan sighed secretly, shook his head helplessly, and continued: "The few people who look normal are not in good spirits yet."
Ma Yunyong, Lu Yunxuan, Lu Yunming, and Lin Yuncong are all old people in the audience, they know how powerful the little master uncle Qingxuan is, so they dare not make a sound.
The three newcomers are newborn calves, so naturally they don't pay attention to Qingxuan, they are all six or seven-year-old kids, why should I listen to you.
Xiao Yunfeng was naturally dull and cold-tempered, but he also knew some of Qingxuan's methods, so he didn't speak much; Qian Yunzhong was fat and thoughtful, no matter what, you are an uncle with a high seniority, so don't mess with you first, so as not to be ruined; Yun Zheng, who works alone and thin, has a petty temper and was exiled up the mountain by his own father. He was already full of anger, and he was thinking of making a big fuss on the mountain and then being sent back down the mountain. Pointing fingers in front of oneself.
Qingxuan's words of admonishment immediately angered this dry boy. Before Qingxuan's words landed, he jumped out, pointed at Qingxuan's nose, and cursed: "Niubi, don't pretend to be a kid with the young master. The young master is in Kunming." In Yangcheng, even the bigger ox-nosed ones kill seven or eight a day... You little ox-nosed, with wet breasts and lanugo, dare to meddle in the young master's affairs? You're getting impatient!"
"No, Ah Zheng." The little fat man Yun Zhongfei came out to stop him, his face was scorched, and his tone was sincere, "A Zheng, how can you talk to my junior uncle like that?" Turning around, his back was facing Qing Xuan, The thumb of his right hand was raised high, and he called out "pure man" with his mouth!
Motivated, the dry skinny monkey became even more domineering, but unfortunately he only saw the excited expression of the little fat man, but did not see the surprised expressions of the others. They all looked at themselves fixedly, as if they wanted to look at a A monkey about to be executed.
Hu Yunzheng didn't care about any uncle at all, and thought bitterly in his heart: It was because of these bull noses that the young master's chic life in Kunyang City came to an abrupt end, and it was because of these guys that his happy life no longer exists.
Thinking of the place of hatred, Qingxuan's smiling face really became more and more angry, and he punched Qingxuan when he went up.
"Wow—" The disciples who had been watching before all exclaimed in unison, and secretly said: enough seeds!
The boys below rebelled, but Qing Xuan, who was the leader, was very happy.
From the very beginning, Qingxuan knew in his heart that if he wanted to make these boys obedient, he would not be able to stand up. He was about to find someone who would criticize him and repair it. In his early days, he did not expect to meet such a stunned young man. Slightly smirking in my heart, I thought to myself: Kid, you are unlucky, if I don’t take the knife on you, who shall I take the knife on
Qing Xuan was calm and relaxed, with a faint smile on his face as usual, standing alone with his hands behind his back.
Seeing that the punch was in front of his eyes, he stretched out his left hand lightly. To be precise, he just moved a finger. Qingxuan flicked Yun Zheng's elbow lightly with his index finger, "Ouch", Yun Zheng felt his entire right arm go numb for a moment, unable to use any strength. This punch to the nose can't be hit.
Grabbing Hu Yunzheng's sleeve with his left hand, and turning around, Yunzheng has been turned around, his back is facing Qingxuan, and he raised his leg and kicked his buttocks.
Benedict—
"ah-"
Accompanied by the screams, Yun Zheng flew into the air like a rag doll, rolling over and over...