On the way up the mountain, Ye Hong suddenly observed something.
Those monks from the Shajiao sect who were originally observing the nose and mouth at the foot of the mountain lost their honesty as soon as they entered the Ninth Mountain.
Looking around as if observing something.
This kind of aggressive look is not like the look you should have when visiting someone's home for the first time.
Just when Ye Hong was confused, he noticed eyes full of hatred aimed at him.
Glancing sideways, he saw the people in Lansheyuan glaring at him fiercely.
"We'll see."
Because he was receiving foreign guests, Jinli didn't do anything extraordinary.
He just opened and closed his mouth to Ye Hong and said these three words silently.
Ye Hong's lips curled up slightly, ready to see what kind of monster this old man was planning to do.
After visiting the Foreign Teaching Pavilion, the next part of the journey is to visit the Inner Teaching Pavilion. The excited disciples of the Foreign Teaching Pavilion can only stop here.
When he arrived at the Neijiao Pavilion, Ye Hong found that the monks were still acting in the same way, observing something everywhere.
Afterwards, the group of monks were temporarily left in the inner teaching pavilion, while Sompagra was invited by Su Cen to the top of the mountain to discuss matters.
It wasn't until ten o'clock in the evening that Su Cen sent Sompagra back to the inner teaching pavilion with a smile on his face.
Because they were worried that these sand monks would not be able to get used to the poisonous miasma in the mountains, their residence today was not in the Ninth Mountain.
Instead, a temporary tent was set up at the foot of the mountain.
Just when Songpagra was about to take the monks down the mountain, he suddenly asked curiously: "Elder Su, I heard that your Seven Poison Sect is not only good at refining poison, but also good at ancient martial arts?"
Su Cen was startled for a moment, then laughed and said, "That's natural. After all, ancient martial arts are the special skills of us Yan country people!"
"oh?"
Sumpagra's eyes suddenly lit up, as if she was extremely interested in this matter.
“When I was far away in the Shawar Kingdom, I had already heard that the ancient martial arts of the Yan Kingdom were unique in the East Continent.
This is because I have been thinking about appreciating the ancient martial arts of the Yan Kingdom.
I wonder if Elder Su can fulfill my little wish today? "
"No problem at all!"
Su Cen patted his chest and asked any disciple to come out and perform a set of ancient martial arts techniques.
Unexpectedly, Songpagra immediately stretched out his hand to stop him and said, "Elder Su, wait a minute."
Under Su Cen's doubtful gaze, Sompagra smiled slightly: "This would be too boring.
How about you and I send one of us to have a friendship competition? "
Su Cen was stunned again, and then said without any care: "Master has come from afar, and of course Su will not let you down."
Then he shouted to the surrounding disciples of the Inner Teaching Pavilion: "Is there any disciple in the teaching who is willing to compete with Master Sha?"
The surroundings suddenly fell silent.
Everyone's eyes were averted, like a student who was suddenly asked a question by the teacher in class. No one dared to look at Su Cen.
After all, these people usually refine poison, so how can they have the time to practice ancient martial arts.
It's okay to ask them to test poison, but if they really want to compete with this group of Shajiao monks who are capable of fighting at first sight, then everyone will show their cowardice.
Therefore, no one said anything for a while.
The faces of the group of Shajiao monks already showed disdain.
Songpagra didn't have any emotions, and still smiled kindly.
But it was this smile that made Su Cen's face even more unbearable.
"I'll ask again, is there anyone willing to come out and spar?!"
This time, Su Cen's voice was filled with frost, and it was obvious that he was not in a good mood.
In the awkward atmosphere, a voice suddenly sounded.
"Elder, Jinli would like to recommend an outstanding disciple."
"Oh?" Su Cen looked at the smiling Jin Li and asked in confusion, "Who is it?"
Seeing the smile on Jin Li's face, Ye Hong smiled coldly in his heart and immediately guessed what the old man was planning to fart.
Obviously, Mo Lanye had also seen through Jin Li's thoughts.
Bing looked at Jinli with murderous eyes.
Jin Li's body trembled slightly and he quickly turned away his eyes. He gritted his teeth and said to Su Cen, "Did the elder forget that Junior Brother Gu just passed the internal disciple examination a few days ago?"
"Ah, it's you."
Following Jin Li's eyes, Su Cen saw Ye Hong standing behind Mo Lanye.
Only then did he remember Yehong's excellent performance in the internal teaching assessment a few days ago.
But in recent days, he had been busy receiving Sompagra and his party, so he had forgotten this matter.
He asked Jinli curiously: "What? Is this little guy not only good at refining poison, but also good at ancient martial arts?"
"Exactly." Jin Li smiled evilly at Ye Hong silently, but said word by word: "We have seen with our own eyes that Junior Brother Gu is very powerful and unrivaled in the inner teaching pavilion.
Junior brothers, do you think so? "
The disciples of Lansheyuan were naturally in agreement.
In this way, Su Cen believed most of it.
He immediately smiled at Ye Hong and said, "Little guy, are you willing to save face for our Ninth Mountain?"
When things got to this point, Jinli had achieved his goal.
In his opinion, Ye Hong has entered a dilemma.
If he refuses, he will definitely not be able to withstand Su Cen's anger.
Even if you explain that you don't know ancient martial arts, you will still be considered to be deliberately timid.
If he accepts it, Jinli doesn't believe that Ye Hong can defeat the group of Shajiao monks in front of him.
Losing face in front of everyone will also make Su Cen furious.
Jin Li couldn't help but feel proud that he had come up with such a clever plan, and looked at Ye Hong proudly.
Unexpectedly, there was no trace of panic on Ye Hong's face. He nodded with a faint smile and said, "I will obey the elder's orders."
"Very good!"
Su Cen smiled and patted Ye Hong on the shoulder, then returned to Songpagra, coughed twice and said: "Master, since it's just a friendly discussion, our Ninth Mountain will 'casually' send a disciple who has just entered the inner sect. .”
Songpagra pretended not to notice Su Cen's little competitiveness, and said with a smile: "Since you have selected people, let's send people as well.
[Ticha]. "
From behind Sompagra, a young monk slowly walked out.
The facial features are resolute and full of lines.
Like the gnarled muscles all over his body, he exudes an aura that can hit me very hard.
Seeing that the person opposite was so strong, the smile on Jinli's face became even stronger.
Ye Hong seemed completely unaware and was about to step into the competition venue.
A cold hand suddenly held him.
Ye Hong turned around in confusion and found that it was Mo Lanye who was pulling him.
There was undisguised concern in his purple eyes.
Ye Hong was about to speak, but Fa Qiqi persuaded with a wry smile: "Sister, you don't have to worry about him."
Only halfway through speaking, Ye Hong and Mo Lanye both looked at Fa Qiqi.
It's just that Mo Lanye's eyes were filled with confusion, while Ye Hong's was half-smiling.
Seeing Ye Hong's eyes, Fa Qiqi suddenly trembled and quickly changed her words: "No, it's okay."
However, because of Fa Qiqi's interruption, before Mo Lanye could say anything to Ye Hong, he saw Ye Hong stepping into the competition venue.
(End of chapter)