"Haha, it's a small sect with a multi-generational inheritance.
It's normal that you haven't heard of it."
I smiled and said deliberately, not wanting to cause trouble.
"That's it."
The three of them nodded and said impatiently, "Put your palms on that stone."
Hearing this, I stretched out my right hand and gently placed it on top of the green stone.
I felt a slight coolness in my hand.
Vaguely, there seemed to be an energy pouring into my body.
Within three breaths, the entire green stone began to flood.
There was a faint green fluorescence.
"That's enough."
Seeing this, the disciple in the middle picked up the brush and said calmly.
I was about to leave when the disciple on my right suddenly stopped me: "Wait a minute, untie your left arm and take a look."
I frowned slightly and asked, "Isn't it already done and there's no problem?"
The disciple on the right was a little unhappy and looked at me coldly: "I'll untie it if I tell you to.
Where does all this nonsense come from?"
The disciple in the middle also put down his brush and nodded: "Junior Brother Yu is right.
Since the three of us are responsible for registration, we must be responsible to the end.
Wouldn't it be wrong if someone with ulterior motives sneaks into the participating team?
We have failed in our duties.
You have come to register here for the past two days and you are dressed normally.
The only thing you have is the cloth wrapped around your arm, which is indeed a bit suspicious. " Some of the disciples who were watching and preparing to sign up also echoed: "The two senior brothers from Fang Hushan are right.
The fighting ceremony is held once every ten years and is a top priority.
You should be so responsible.
If you don't If it’s a question, why bother to untie the strip of cloth wrapped around your left arm?
Is there really something shameful about it?”
"Yes, untie it quickly, don't waste everyone's time," one person said, and many disciples immediately started cheering.
"What will happen if I don't untie it?"
I asked coldly.
"Hmph, if you don't untie it, it shows that you have a guilty conscience.
Get out of here.
Anyway, a disciple from an unknown sect like you has no hope of competing for rankings."
The disciple on the right made a scratchy sound and stood up, frowning tightly.
Together, the expression is extremely impatient.
"Amitabha, what this donor said is a bit serious.
This Dharma Fighting Conference is jointly organized by the nine major sects, and it is not you, Fang Hushan, who has the final say."
Before I could speak, Puzhi suddenly interrupted.
"Pu, Puzhi, you, what are you?"
Seeing Puzhi suddenly speaking, the three Fanghushan disciples were stunned.
Their impatient faces quickly relaxed, and they forced out a smile and asked in surprise.
"He is my friend," Pu Zhi said calmly, "Since the bone age has been measured and is below thirty years old, it is not a problem and there is no need to interfere with my personal dressing habits."
"Haha, since you are a friend of Senior Brother Puzhi, there must be no problem.
Write it down quickly."
The disciple on the left urged with a smile, and the disciple in the middle quickly picked up the calligraphy pen and started writing.
Pu Zhi nodded slightly and said: "In that case, let's find a place to rest first and wait for their arrangements."
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"Yeah," I responded, and followed Puzhi towards the mountain peak from where I came.
Not long after we left, the disciples who were about to sign up suddenly became excited and talked endlessly: "Isn't it that Puzhi always talks little and doesn't want to be with others?
Who is this person?
He can actually let Puzhi personally rescue him?"
"I heard that he calls himself Ye Heng, but I have never heard of the name Ye Heng.
To be able to admit that he and Pu Zhi are friends and stand side by side, logically speaking, he should not be an unknown person.
At least he is the chief disciple of the nine major sects.
That's right.
Could it be that he is actually a genius secretly cultivated by other sects?"
"I didn't hear him say that he came from Qingxuan Sect.
It's a small sect that only passed down the times.
Could it be that it's a hidden sect?"
"No, why is the name Ye Xingwei so familiar?
I remembered it.
On the top of Wuyi, the young man who once resisted the palm of Master Fangtaishan and survived was not Ye Xingwei.
You must know that Master Fangtaishan is a breakthrough He has reached the level of Qi Transformation God, and being able to withstand one of his palms without dying is enough to prove Ye Hesheng's ability.
No wonder he can stand side by side with Pu Zhi."
"By the way, I also remembered what you said.
No wonder this person looks so familiar.
I still remember that not long ago in the underground world, he showed his fierce power and killed Mr.
Xu who had perfected the refinement of Qi with one palm.
The scene of him leaving safely surrounded by many masters of refining qi is like a bloody Shura crawling out of hell.
His combat power is terrifying.
I’m afraid I can hope to compete for the top three.”
"It turns out that this person has such a vicious reputation.
Sure enough, even the disciples from small sects cannot underestimate him.
Maybe a genius will emerge."
"Hmph, fighting for the top three, I think you are just dreaming.
Which of the chief disciples of the nine major sects is not in the perfect state of refining qi, and who can't instantly kill the existences of the same level, let alone the top three, I look at Ye Hesitation's teeth He has a sharp tongue and a mean look, so it’s good to be in the top ten.”
Many disciples were talking endlessly, some were surprised, some were admiring, and some were dismissive.
But I never heard these words.
Puzhi and I had already crossed the white jade suspension bridge and reached the peak of the previous town that looked like an ancient town.
After thousands of years of operation, this mountain top has become as prosperous as a town.
In addition, the fighting game is about to begin, and the crowds surging in the city are even denser.
I asked: "Where should we stay during the ten days of the fighting competition?"
Pu Zhi clasped his palms together and said: "There are not many disciples in Fang Hushan, only a few thousand.
However, there are thousands of people participating in this fighting competition, plus those who are famous, less to say There are tens of thousands of people, and most of these people have not booked in advance, so it is not easy to arrange accommodation in Fanghushan.
In the end, most of the buildings were simply transformed into restaurants and hotels, which were run by Fang Hushan’s disciples.
Visitors could stay freely as long as they paid a certain amount of money.
This not only solved the accommodation problem, but also allowed Fang Hushan to make a small profit.
After all, hundreds of thousands of people are spending money at the same time, which is not a small amount."
"That's it."
I suddenly realized.
No wonder the eaves of the buildings were filled with colorful flags.
Some buildings even smelled of fragrance, and all kinds of shouts and shouts mixed together, making it extremely lively.
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"I came here in advance to know this.
In addition to the hotel, it is said that there is also a trading market in Hushan, southwest of the top of the mountain.
Visitors can go there to exchange their treasures.
But I was in a hurry last time.
I didn’t have time to go and have a look.
It’s still early and the fighting ceremony will officially start tomorrow.
I wonder if the donor is interested in going to have a look.”
Puzhi said with interest.
"Haha, I didn't expect Fang Hushan to be quite thoughtful.
I am worried that I have too few magic weapons and skills.
It would be a good idea to go and try my luck."
I laughed
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