"It's time to participate in the Shili Valley Assessment, I am the one who is respected by everyone..."

"Damn little devil, I've made me so badly, but I'm at this time..."

After leaving the crowd, Liang Tong had countless voices roaring in his heart. When he thought about Fang Gui, he felt itchy.

He was injured a month ago and lay in bed for more than ten days. Although he could get up now, his muscles and bones had not yet fully grown, and he was not sure enough to participate in the Shili Valley Trial. He also knew very well that he had taken the opportunity to participate in the Shili Valley Trial with his own boxing skills. He was originally very risky, so he had to make up enough money and buy a magic weapon to defend himself no matter what.

But now, not only did I not deceive Fang Gui's thirty spirit stones, but in order to cure my injuries, I spent a lot of my original spirit stones. It was impossible to buy a suitable magic weapon. In addition, my injuries have not recovered, and I even seek death in the trial!

When he thought of himself passing by the opportunity to enter Hongye Valley early, the cunning thief went to participate in the Shili Valley trial in a glorious manner. He felt very uncomfortable. He originally wanted to wait until his injury healed before talking, but when he saw Fang Gui going to participate in the Shili Valley trial, he couldn't help it. If this child really had a bad luck passing the trial, how could he exclaim?

After returning to his small building, he remained silent for a long time and slowly took out a yellow bag from the cabinet under the bed.

After uncovering the bag layer by layer, I saw that what was wrapped inside was an old mountain ginseng that was short of the palm. I don’t know how many years this old mountain ginseng has grown, but it is different from other mountain ginseng. There are some red spiritual patterns on it. It has been dry now, but it still seems to have a faint vitality and is preserved very well. The ginseng must fall down, like spiritual silk.

"This is what Dad did not hesitate to do his old business and snatched from a group of merchants from afar. It is an old ginseng that has grown in the mountains for hundreds of years. Its medicinal properties are better than ordinary spiritual medicines. It is the most valuable thing in my hand. Dad originally wanted me to use the power of this old ginseng to break through the fourth level of Qi training in one fell swoop, but unfortunately he didn't understand. Even if this Laoshan is good, he doesn't understand the method of refining medicine. Even if I eat it all, it will not improve my cultivation level. If I sell it for money, I will be deducted countless times by the Immortal Gate..."

While thinking, Liang Tong fell into deep thought.

Now he faces two choices, one is to keep this old ginseng, slowly improve his cultivation, and try to break through the fourth level of Qi training within one year.

Another option is...

...For tooth, he gave the little devil a strong lesson. If he ruined his own trial, he would have to ruin his trial. He would keep him honestly in Hongye Valley. When his injury was completely rigorous, he would find a way to get the original from him!

...

...

The little ghost's smug expression slowly appeared in front of his eyes, and Liang Tong's pupils shrank.

He was originally a proud and arrogant person, and he was very good at doing things. He had never suffered such a loss since he was a child. Even if he entered the Immortal Sect, he would have been smooth sailing. However, this time, when he was clearly prepared, he was cheated by the little bastard once. Not only did he insult him in public, but he also made him miss the trial of Shili Valley.

Especially after he was injured, the Wushangu fellow disciples who had been conquered by him near Xiaoshiqiao also showed off their might. They no longer respect themselves as they were before, but instead cast provocative eyes from time to time!

The rolling eyes and the resentment in their hearts made Liang Tong make the second choice.

He quietly wrapped the Laoshan ginseng, put it in his arms, took advantage of the night to leave the Xiaoshi Bridge, and walked all the way. After about half an hour, he had arrived at the other side of Wushan Valley. A decoration and scenery surpassed other small buildings. Then he boldly knocked open the door, knelt down on the cushion, presented the Laoshan ginseng with both hands, and expressed his plans with grievances.

"Junior Brother Liang Tong, a year ago, I saw you practicing martial arts in the forest and have a good foundation. I once said that you could come to me if you have something to do, but maybe you are too diligent in your practice, or you are afraid that I will ask for your filial piety money, so I have never come here. I didn't expect that you suffered a great loss in the hands of others this time, but I remembered me, wanting me to vent my anger for you for the sake of this old gan?"

Sitting opposite Liang Tong was a young man in brocade clothes with a faint smile on his face.

He also wore the robe of a disciple of Wushangu, but in terms of temperament and expression, he was far more comparable to other disciples. Liang Tong was also the best among the disciples of Wushangu around the small stone bridge, but in front of him, he seemed so arrogant that he didn't dare to show off!

"Then...that child ruined my future and bullied me too much....and...I'd like to ask Senior Brother Zhang to do it for me..."

When Liang Tong heard the young man in brocade clothes sarcastically, he didn't dare to raise his head and could only say repeatedly.

He actually regrets it now and should have accepted this person's favor as soon as possible.

"Haha, there is nothing to ruin your future. Even if you really participate in the Ten Mile Valley Trial, you may not be sure to pass it!"

Faced with the words of the young man surnamed Zhang, Liang Tong dared not refute it. He naturally knew that the other party was qualified to say this. He was indeed not sure to pass the Shili Valley trial. However, the young man in front of him was not only sure to pass the trial, but had already made a decision to strive for the top ten places in the trial. Their strength and status were too far apart!

I used to be arrogant and unwilling to accept his favor, but now I have suffered a great loss, but I can only come to him.

"This old ginseng..."

The disciple named Jinyi looked at the old ginseng in Liang Tong's hand. He could see that this thing was indeed a rare thing. He was afraid that he would be able to use it soon, so he was a little moved, but he didn't agree immediately. After thinking about it, he said: "You can stay here first. I understand what you mean. I will investigate the child carefully and help you get out of this anger..."

Liang Tong was delighted and hurriedly presented the old sect to the scene.

But the disciple Zhang surnamed Jinyi raised his hand gently and said, "Wait! The ugly words are ahead. If this child is really like you said, just a rich child who is ignorant of the world, runs into the immortal gate to dominate the world, then I will teach him some lessons without any defense. But if he has any background and great origin, then this old ginseng is not worth my attack this time..."

"So, I have to wait until I understand it before I can talk about it!"

After hearing this, Liang Tong was slightly stunned and didn't know how to continue.

The surname Jinyi Zhang smiled and said, "You don't have to worry. If I don't want to touch him, this old man will naturally not want you!"

Liang Tong then hurriedly agreed, leaving Lao Gan behind, and quit the building with concern.

"Little stone bridge is expensive..."

After Liang Tong left, the Jinyi surnamed Zhang slowly recited Fang Gui's name silently and his eyes fell on Laoshan Ginseng.

"If you are really a child without roots, this old ginseng can make a cheap profit..."

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"How can a man behave without fighting?"

When Liang Tong made his own choice secretly, Fang Gui was also full of confidence and prepared to participate in the trial!

According to Senior Brother Aku, he did practice flying swords well, but if he participated in the trial, he would still encounter many dangers, which was like a bet. However, Fang Gui decided to participate in the trial without hesitation. How can he not fight for so long?

Seeing that two days later, the trial period came, he adjusted his mind and took a few Qi-replenishing pills, filling his body with spiritual energy. He bought some healing pills to heal the wounds he had usually wiped out when practicing swords. Then he sat cross-legged in the spiritual vortex for a day, nourishing his spiritual breath to the best state, and waiting for the assessment date to arrive.

"Junior Brother Fang Gui, let's go and cheer for you today!"

On the day of the assessment, Fang Gui had just opened the door and saw that there were already a group of people outside.

They are all disciples of the Immortal Sect near Xiaoshiqiao, each with a smile on his face and full of enthusiasm, as if he had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Haha, brothers and sisters are so good, so let's go together!"

Fang Gui was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed. He put on a sword box, put on a jade pendant, and tidied up his robe. He walked towards Shili Valley with his eight-character steps. More and more people came over from afar. There were only a hundred disciples practicing near the Xiaoshi Bridge, but dozens of them came over. It looked like Wuyang and Wuhuan were talking and laughing, and walking straight forward.

Look at the atmosphere, it's almost like gongs and drums.

And four or five miles away, before a dark mountain gap, many Taibai Sect disciples were waiting here. Among these people, there were both Wushan Valley geniuses who participated in the trial, ordinary outer disciples who came to watch the battle, as well as several immortal elders and deacons who were in charge of this assessment, as well as outstanding inner disciples who were specially invited to watch the trial, etc.

These people were all quietly waiting for the trial to begin. Suddenly, they heard the mountain roads being bustling with people coming over. They were suddenly solemn in their hearts, thinking: "Which heavyweight is here, and there are so many fans?"

Although most of the disciples of Wushangu are dedicated to practicing and ignore external things, those outstanding people who are destined to achieve extraordinary achievements often follow a large group of supporters. Although they do not rush in between actions, there are also a group of people who are cheering when participating in such important trials. However, like the one in front of you, who is surrounded by so many people, it is rare.

Everyone who was waiting at the entrance of Shili Valley thought that some powerful genius had arrived, so they all came to see it.

But when those people got closer, everyone was slightly stunned.

Among the group of excited disciples of the immortal sect, the one who came was actually a short boy with a round head and a round face, only eleven or eleven years old, with a sword box on his back, which was almost taller than him. Compared with other disciples, he was obviously shorter, and he was proud and walked in front, looking around and looking at him, looking at him in a group of ambitious masters.

"It's this guy..."

At the entrance to Shili Valley, there was an elder in a white robe sitting cross-legged on a high rock. The man was named Bai Shi, one of the three elders of Zhengde Hall. When he saw this boy coming, he was slightly stunned and couldn't help frowning.

I opened the roster and glanced at it. I actually saw Fang Gui's name, and my brows frowned even tighter.
Chapter completed!