He immediately got up, went behind the door, and looked outside through the gap in the door.

Not far from their residence, dozens of people were gathered in front of an open courtyard, cheering.

Through the figures, one could vaguely see two young swordsmen in blue shirts holding long swords, performing swordsmanship.

More and more people are heading there.

Ning Chuan suddenly felt jealous.

Rivers and lakes, chivalrous men, young swordsmen, fluttering green shirts, wielding swords to the end of the world, wearing bright clothes and angry horses...

All kinds of words came to mind.

“I don’t know when and how long it will take to get what I want…”

He was yearning for it and patted his bald head.

Bang bang bang!

Just when he turned around to go to sleep, suddenly there was a sound from the door.

"Who?"

"Master, are you asleep?"

A young voice sounded outside the room.

Ning Chuan was surprised.

stranger?

He immediately got up and put on his shoes, came to the door, opened it slightly, and looked out.

Outside the room, I saw three young faces standing in purple gowns and holding long swords. Their faces were smiling, and their eyes were eager to try, full of curiosity about everything and longing for what would happen in the future.

"who are you?"

Ning Chuan said suspiciously.

"My name is Feng Le, this is Pan Yu, and next to me is Lu Xiaorong. We are from the Feixia Sword Sect. Master, it's so busy outside, why don't you come out and take a look?"

The young man in the middle smiled.

With the idea of ​​getting to know the eminent monk, he came to invite Ning Chuan.

From now on, I will have to travel around the world. I will take advantage of this moment to get to know more disciples from various sects, which will be useful in the future.

"Oh, no, no, the poor monk still has to do evening classes, that's good, that's good."

Ning Chuan clasped his hands together and said.

"Master, this is a rare opportunity. We can just do it after the evening class. Why don't we come out together to see what we have to offer? Masters from various sects are performing martial arts. It's very exciting."

Lu Xiaorong on the left spoke to persuade.

"Amitabha, it's really no need. I'd like to thank you three donors!"

Ning Chuan resisted again and closed the door from the inside.

After closing the door, he immediately heard the three people outside talking quietly.

"It's strange, why are all the monks in the Vajra Temple like this? No one is willing to come out!"

"Who knows, maybe the temple rules are strict and different from ours."

"I don't think so. I think there must be some hidden secret."

The three people's voices gradually became quieter and they walked away.

Ning Chuan secretly pouted.

Yes, there is an ulterior secret.

We are all evil monks. We often kill people and set fires. If we cut your little one off, what can you do?

He forcibly suppressed the restlessness in his heart, sat cross-legged on the bed, and began to continue to circulate the 'power' in his body, rushing towards the remaining four meridians.

The night is getting darker.

The inn has always been extremely lively.

All kinds of noises were heard.

The disciples of each sect performed by themselves at the beginning and then competed in pairs. The voices were noisy and the applause continued, which made many monks in the room envious.

now.

Deep inside the Golden Knife Gate.

A quiet room.

The master of the Golden Knife Sect, Fang Wuque, was walking around with a frown on his face and a sigh on his face, worrying about tomorrow's sword-winning competition.

He had just talked about it, and there was a young talent from the Yan Knife Gang, named Duan Yuchang. He was only nineteen years old, and he had already reached the stage of accumulating energy. His strength was extraordinary, and he shocked everyone.

As for Lin Xiaoyu, the strongest disciple in their Golden Sword Sect, he is only in the late stage of training, and it will still take several months to convert all his strength into Qi.

As a result, they will definitely lose in tomorrow's sword competition.

"Sect Master, there is no need to worry so much. How strong that piece of fish intestine is will only be known if we fight tomorrow. We can't just believe what others say.

Perhaps it is false news deliberately released by the Yan Knife Gang. As far as I know, even some great martial arts sects have very few who can reach the Qi accumulation stage before the age of twenty. This basically means that they can be firmly on the list of geniuses.

"

The elder next to him couldn't help but persuade.

"I know the leader of the Yan Knife Gang. He has always been extremely calm. It is impossible to release such news without absolute certainty. I am afraid that this fish intestine is really the period of energy accumulation!"

Fang Wuque spoke in a deep voice.

When he was frowning, suddenly, a disciple rushed out. As soon as he came in, he fell to the ground and said respectfully, "Master, there are several people outside who want to see you!"

"You come to see me late at night? Who is he?"

Fang Wuque frowned.

"I don't know. He said you will know after reading this."

The disciple immediately handed over a palm-sized black wooden sign.

Fang Wuque's face changed as he took the wooden sign, and so did the other elders, showing shock.

"Take them to the side hall and don't disturb anyone!"

Fang Wuque said in a low voice.

"Yes, Master!"

The disciple quickly retreated.

"It's actually the Martial Alliance. Why do they come to see us so late at night?"

"And I didn't go through the main entrance this time. Is there something wrong?"

Several elders showed doubts.

Although the martial arts masters have had contact with them, they have never come over late at night.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster!

Fang Wuque looked at the token in his hand repeatedly and said in deep thought, "Just go and have a look and you will know. Let's go!"

He led a few people and walked towards the side hall.

Not long after, I arrived at the hall. As soon as I entered, I saw three middle-aged men in different clothes sitting inside.

"Master Fang!"

The middle-aged man at the head immediately stood up and smiled.

"It turns out to be Brother Jiang, Brother Meng and Brother Xu. Please take a seat. I wonder what the three of you are doing here at night? Could it be that they also want to watch the sword grabbing competition? When did I, a small brat from Qingzhou County, enter the martial arts?

Alliance Dharma Eye?"

Fang Wuque asked.

"Master Fang is humbled. The Golden Sword Sect is powerful in all directions. Our ancestors have also done great things such as slicing a cultivator in the Golden Core Realm with a sword. How can this be a small matter?"

The middle-aged man at the head, Jiang Yuncai, smiled and said, "But we are here late at night because we do have something important. We can only tell the leader of the Fang Sect about this important matter, and no one else can disclose it for the time being."

Fang Wuque suddenly showed doubts, looked at the elders on his left and right, and finally waved his hand to screen them away.

"You can say it now!"

"Master Fang, our Martial Arts Alliance needs your help. In addition to the Flame Knife Gang and Feixia Sword Sect, we have also sent people to contact us. You three families must help us in this matter!"

Jiang Yun just spoke.

Fang Wuque was even more surprised and asked, "What happened to make all three of our families help you? I, the Golden Sword Sect, and the Yan Sword Gang have never dealt with you, so you want me to cooperate with them?"

"I know, but these are all trivial matters. Right now, there is really an earth-shattering event!"

Jiang Yuncai waved his hand to stop Fang Wuque's questioning and looked around. The two people around him rushed out of the room and started to be on guard. After making sure that no one was snooping around, Jiang Yuncai continued to speak.
To be continued...