Chapter 28 The first four

The next day, the sun rose as usual, and the people of Dazhufeng came to the square and found that four of the original eight ring platforms had been demolished, and the rest were arranged in four directions in the southeast and northwest.

Tian Buyi walked in front of Su Ru. Zhang Xiaofan's wound seemed to have healed overnight. Walking among the crowd, he was quite flattered, who had never been so valued. He looked back and whispered to Du Bishu beside him, "Brother Six, is the eldest brother seriously injured? How can he be unable to walk? What's the point?"

Du Bishu shook his head and said, "Master showed it to the elder brother in the morning. He said that in yesterday's competition, he and Chang Jian's brother of Changmen were too fierce, and one was the main attack and the other was the main defense. He fought back and went, and both sides were injured, and the meridians were

Zhang Xiaofan was shocked and said, "I can't even fight with the eldest brother. I'm going to compete with Brother Chang Jian today. Isn't it even more beaten by him?"

Du Bishu rolled his eyes and said, "If it's common sense, it's natural, but according to common sense, you bet that you lost the majority in the first two days!"

Zhang Xiaofan was speechless and had to shut up.

Under the biggest ring in the north, there is a sea of people. Needless to say, Lu Xueqi naturally had a test there today. Tian Buyi looked there and snorted. Naturally, he had no good impression of the person who defeated his daughter. Now he led his disciples to the west ring.

After a few steps, Zhang Xiaofan's body was shocked. He saw a group of people in front of him coming from the diagonally. The leader was an old man who looked old. Zeng Shushu was walking side by side with him. Behind the two of them, there were more than a hundred disciples of Feng Huifeng following him. Zhang Xiaofan saw Gao Brother, that group of people, I didn't see Peng Chang alone.

As if he noticed Zhang Xiaofan's search, when the two sides passed by, Zeng Shushu suddenly said to Zhang Xiaofan, "Brother Peng didn't come. He's recovering in his home!"

Zhang Xiaofan forced a smile, but saw that Zeng Shushu's face was grim, and his eyes seemed to be cold.

The old man who took the lead is naturally the first Uncle Zeng of Fenghuifeng. He glanced at Zhang Xiaofan. Zhang Xiaofan only felt that although the old man's eyes were not sharp, they were extremely deep, as if he could see his deep heart at a glance.

He couldn't help shrinking. At this moment, he only heard Tian Buyi say, "How are you, Brother Zeng."

Uncle Zeng often replied, "Hi, Brother Tian, I heard that there is a wizard named Zhang Xiaofan under your school. The Taoist method is strange. Yesterday, I had a test with my unprepared disciple Peng Chang, and beat him to death."

Zhang Xiaofan's face changed and he lost his voice and said, "What, Brother Peng was so seriously injured?"

As soon as he said this, the disciples under Fenghuifengmen were in an uproar. They only felt that this person was really vicious. He hurt people and was surprised, showing that he had no intention or ridiculed Peng Chang.

Uncle Zeng's anger flashed in his eyes, but he couldn't attack the younger generation, so he had to sneer and said to Tian Buyi, "Brother Tian, the good apprentice you taught!"

Tian Buyi originally frowned and felt that Zhang Xiaofan, a stinky boy, could not speak, but when he heard Uncle Zeng's words, it seemed to be a little sarcastic. Tian Buyi was so strong that he immediately smiled at Uncle Zeng Chang, "Where is it? Brother Zeng has won the award. Xiaofan, come and meet Uncle Zeng.

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned, but Uncle Zeng's face changed. He waved his sleeve robe and said coldly, "No need." After saying that, he brushed his sleeves and left.

Zeng Shushu glanced at Zhang Xiaofan and said lightly, "I didn't see that you were hidden. Fortunately, I begged Brother Peng for mercy, but I didn't expect it to hurt him."

Zhang Xiaofan was anxious and said, "I didn't..."

Halfway through his words, Zeng Shushu had turned around and left. Feng Huifeng and everyone followed. His eyes were cold. Zhang Xiaofan was sad. At this time, he suddenly saw in the crowd. Brother Gao passed in front of him, but suddenly blinked.

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned for a moment, but Brother Gao had walked away.

Tian Buyi glanced at Feng Huifeng, smiled coldly, waved his hand and took everyone to the western ring of today's test. When they came close, everyone found that there were 200 people around here, and their heads shrugged. In addition to Lu Xueqi's, the most lively place in Yunhai Square was here.

Zhang Xiaofan took a deep breath and quietly said to his brother around him, "There are so many people. That brother Chang Jian is very powerful, isn't he?"

Everyone laughed, and He Dazhi said solemnly, "It goes without saying that Brother Chang is profound, but I think most of these people still come to see you, little brother!"

Zhang Xiaofan was shocked and said, "How, how come?"

He Dazhi said, "As of today, there are only eight people left in Qimai Huiwu, of which you are the biggest dark horse. Who doesn't want to see how many mouths or hands you have?"

Zhang Xiaofan is dumb.

Tian Buyi took everyone to the stage. Along the way, when he saw that they were the Dazhu Peak, the crowd retreated one after another and made way. Tian Buyi looked around and saw that there were a lot of disciples of Changmen in the crowd around him. I think it was because of the regular arrows of Changmen in today's test, so there were more disciples of Changmen who came to watch, but he didn't see a few elders of Changmen, and Xuan Zhenren, the head of Qingyunmen,

Tian Buyi frowned and whispered to Su Ru beside him, "Why didn't the head brother come? Are there any other disciples in Changmen?"

Su Ru shook her head and said, "No, somehow this year, the disciples of Changmen are not very qualified, and now there is only one person left."

Tian Buyi pondered and walked to the middle of the stage. There were five or six chairs, but only an old man with a white beard sat there. Seeing Tian Buyi and others coming, the old man also stood up.

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned and recognized that the old man with white beard was the one sitting under the stage during the test with Chu Yuhong the day before yesterday.

The old man with a white beard obviously also remembered Zhang Xiaofan. He glanced at Zhang Xiaofan, and then said to Tian Buyi, "Brother Tian, I didn't expect that you had a talent this year."

Tian Buyi seemed to have a good relationship with the old man. He smiled and said, "Brother Fan is flattered. Please sit down."

At this time, the bell sounded behind the stage, and Tian Buyi turned back to Zhang Xiaofan and said, "Lao Qi, you can go on the stage."

Hundreds of eyes in the field suddenly swept over and fell on Zhang Xiaofan's body. Zhang Xiaofan has never been stared at by so many people in his life. His face was hot and he answered, "Yes." With that, he turned his head and didn't dare to look behind him, and walked to the stage.

After a few steps, he was pulled by Su Ru. Zhang Xiaofan was a little surprised and said, "Master, what's wrong?"

Su Ru smiled, but there was a caring look on her face and said, "Does the wound on your body still hurt?"

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and said, "My father has treated me, and it's almost all right."

Su Ru also shook her head and said, "The trauma is easy, but the inside is not so fast. Xiaofan, the constant arrow that competes with you today is not small. Your elder brother's cultivation is also defeated by him. Although I heard your elder brother say that it is not easy to win, I'm afraid that your half-hearted practice will still not work. Don't be strong later. If you can't do it, just admit defeat, don

Zhang Xiaofan's heart was warm, but he didn't nod. He just said, "Master... You will be angry..."

Su Ru smiled and shook her head and said, "Silly boy, don't worry. It's too late for your master to feel sorry for you."

Zhang Xiaofan made a loud noise in his head and immediately turned his head to Tian Buyi, but saw Tian Buyi talking and laughing with the old man with white beard surnamed Fan, and didn't look here at a glance.

Su Ru patted him gently on the head and said, "Go ahead."

Zhang Xiaofan slowly walked into the ring and stood alone on the stage, but Su Ru's words still echoed in his mind: "It's too late for your master to feel sorry for you!"

His mind was full of chaos. From childhood to age, from the beginning of Qingyun, Tian Buyi was no different from a god in his mind. Although Tian Buyi had not treated him well all the time, it has always been the greatest wish of young Zhang Xiaofan to be praised by his master.

At this moment, he suddenly heard the master's words, but he couldn't believe it for a moment.

He thought about it for a long time on the stage, but there was a lot of discussion under the stage. After a while, even Zhang Xiaofan finally felt something wrong: his opponent has not come yet.

Under the stage, the disciples of Changmen were particularly anxious. Most of them looked back and looked around. At this time, a disciple of Changmen came quickly in the distance. His face was anxious. He couldn't care about the strange eyes of the people around him. He rushed to the white-bearded old man and said a few words in his ear.

The old man with white beard changed his face and seemed to be unbelievable. He asked, "Are you serious?"

The disciple looked at the stage with hatred, and finally focused on it. The old man with white beard looked like dead ashes in an instant, with a depressed face and fell on the chair. Tian Buyi saw it in his eyes. He was very strange and said, "Brother Fan, what's wrong?"

The old man with white beard looked at him feebly, sighed a long sigh, cheered up, stood up again, and said loudly, "Changmen disciple Chang Arrow, because he was too seriously injured in yesterday's test and couldn't get up, so he gave up today's test."

On and off the stage, there was silence.

After a while, there was an uproar in the crowd! Although most of the disciples of Qingyunmen were monks, there were still many people who cursed, and the first reaction under Dazhufeng was not a surprise. Instead, they looked strangely and looked at each other. After a long time, they shook their heads and smiled bitterly.

When the people behind him changed countless expressions and the voices were boiling, Tian Buyi and Su Ru slowly stood up and looked at the little apprentice who was still stunned on the stage. Su Ru smiled and whispered to Tian Buyi, "I told you a long time ago that your little apprentice's luck is really not ordinary good!"

Tian Buyi was dumbfounded and smiled bitterly.

On this day, Zhang Xiaofan passed through the strange eyes of others. Almost every Qingyun disciple who walked beside him had to look at him a few more times, as if he were a rare beast. At the same time, after one day, the results of the test also came out. Zhang Xiaofan was "lucky" to be tied in the top four with Qi Hao, Lu Xueqi and Zeng Shushu.

Qi Hao was originally the most popular person to win the championship. Lu Xueqi has been very popular in the past few days, but Zeng Shushu and Zhang Xiaofan's entry into the top four was beyond the expectations of most of the elders of Qingyunmen. Before that, Zeng Shushu was famous for his only son, Uncle Zeng. Although he was recognized as a young and handsome man in the vein of Fenghuifeng, he was not very famous in Qingyunmen. This time, he passed the pass, and the Taoist method was exquisite, which made everyone impressed. In contrast, Zhang Xiaofan stood among the four people, which seemed extremely annoying.

On the ring, four people stood side by side, and the head of the Taoist Xuanzhen and the first Cangsong Taoist of Longshou Peak stood in front. Dao Xuanzhen still had a smile on his face, and he couldn't see that he was not dissatisfied with the unexpected collapse of the disciples of Changmen in this big test.

Under the stage, nearly a thousand Qingyunmen people gathered together, and the front row was full of the chief elders of various veins. Su Ru looked at the stage and whispered to Tian Buyi, "Xiao Fan looks a little nervous!"

Tian Buyi snorted and didn't say anything. In full view of the public, his wife could not see him. There were four people on the stage, Qi Hao was unrestrained, Lu Xueqi was as cold as frost, and Zeng Shushu also stood with a smile. Only Zhang Xiaofan stood still and looked straight at the ground in front of him. It seemed that he didn't know where to put his hands,

On the stage, Dao Xuanzhen took a look at the four people, a smile flashed at the corners of his mouth, and turned around and said to the stage: "Gentlemen, as of today, the seven-vein Huiwu has decided the first four disciples. They are talented and exquisite in Taoism. They are all elites in my Qingyunmen ..." In the middle of his words, suddenly there was a "pop" of laughter from somewhere under the stage. A moment later, a burst of laughter broke out in the crowd of Qingyun's disciples.

Dao Xuanzhen frowned, subconsciously glanced at Zhang Xiaofan, the youngest of the four people behind him, and shook his head slightly. At this time, the laughter of the audience continued, and the originally solemn scene became a little funny. The Taoist priest standing aside lowered his face and took a step. His eyes were like a knife, and he swept over to the stage.

The laughter in the crowd suddenly faded. Wherever the eyes of the Taoist priest, the laughter suddenly disappeared. After a while, the scene returned to calm. Cang Song has been in charge of the punishment of Qingyunmen for many years, and he is more powerful among the disciples than the head of Xuan Zhenren.

When the scene completely calmed down, Cangsong Taoist retreated and said to Dao Xuanzhen, "Brother, please."

Dao Xuanzhen smiled and said, "I have nothing to say, Brother Cangsong, come on."

The Taoist of Cangsong nodded, turned to the stage, and said loudly, "Tomorrow's test, from Longshoufeng Qi Hao to Fenghuifeng Zeng Shushu, Xiaozhufeng Lu Xueqi to Dazhufeng Zhang Xiaofan..."

Cang Song was still talking, and the eyes of the audience were focused on him. At this time, Zhang Xiaofan was relieved. Just now, under the countless eyes under the stage, he was almost out of breath.

"Why do you sweat so much?" Suddenly, Zeng Shushu suddenly whispered beside him.

Zhang Xiaofan was shocked. Since he unexpectedly defeated Peng Chang yesterday, Zeng Shushu was cold to him in front of people. He didn't expect that he would take the initiative to talk to himself. Although he has only known him for three days, Zhang Xiaofan has regarded him as one of his good friends.

At the moment, he secretly glanced at Zeng Shushu, but saw Zeng Shushu standing beside him solemnly, not squinting, and looking down at the stage with a smile, as if he had not spoken at all just now.

"Idiot, don't turn around." Zeng Shu's written expression did not change at all, but his lips moved slightly and said, "It's not enough for you to make me scolded by my father!"

Zhang Xiaofan apologized and quickly looked away. At the same time, he whispered, "I'm sorry, I was at that time, at that time... Oh, Brother Peng, is he all right?

"Although Brother Peng is seriously injured, it's not a big deal. He will be fine in a few days, otherwise how can I rest with you? But I didn't expect that you were really hidden.

"No, alas, I didn't know what was going on at that time. It was mostly Brother Peng who humbled himself to me, and I was hot-headed for a moment..."

"I asked Brother Peng. Although he failed, he praised you a lot and said that he cast spells with all his strength at that time, and there was no room to give up, so you don't have to worry about it."

Zhang Xiaofan was shocked again, and then said, "What you said about being scolded by your father..."

"Well, it's not Brother Gao's talkative group of idiots who said all the words I pleaded for you for Brother Peng. Although Brother Peng spoke for me, he was still scolded by my father, otherwise I would not have done that to you in front of people."

“...... I'm really sorry about the book.

"A little thing is not worth mentioning. Anyway, I've been used to scolding him since I was a child. It's your boy's luck... But I think you should be careful. In the next competition with the frost beauty of Xiaozhufeng, you will be killed by 'Tianiya' with a sword!"

Zhang Xiaofan had a bitter face and whispered, "I also know, if only I could compare with you..." Halfway through the words, he stopped. He and Zeng Shushu felt a chill at the same time and couldn't help looking around. They saw Lu Xueqi's cold eyes standing aside and staring at the two of them.

Zhang Xiaofan was as cold as a cicada, and Zeng Shushu also took a cold breath. The two of them did not dare to say it again. They both pretended to listen carefully and listened to the words of the Taoist priest on the stage.

After the end of the Cangsong Taoist, everyone dispersed and prepared to enter the competition tomorrow. Zhang Xiaofan and Zeng Shushu got off the stage, and they still felt cold behind them. They couldn't help but be shocked. Lu Xueqi didn't know whether it was from the Far North Ice, and it made people feel cold at a glance.

He was about to say goodbye to Zeng Shushu. He turned his head and looked at Zeng Shushu, but he saw that Zeng Shu suddenly stiffen his face and looked at him with contempt in his eyes. Then he "hummed" with great disdain. The first one left proudly. Not far away, surrounded by a group of disciples Guys.

Zhang Xiaofan smiled bitterly and turned around and walked back to Dazhufeng. Tian Buyi looked at him and said, "Go back." With that, he looked at Tian Linger again and said, "Linger, come with me. I have something to say to your mother."

Tian Linger answered and smiled at Zhang Xiaofan before leaving.

Everyone turned back to their residence. As soon as they arrived in the room, the people of Dazhufeng immediately exploded. Wu Dayi and others were busy telling the good news to Song Daren, who was lying in **. Lv Daxin picked up Zhang Xiaofan and smiled. Only Du Bishu shook his head aside and said, "There is no reason, no "