"Ah... stop fighting..."
"Hero, spare your life!"
There were bursts of screams and pleas for mercy from the small woods on the roadside.
"Take out all the valuable things you have on you!" Zhou Jianlai placed his sword on the neck of the Wentian Sect disciple and ordered.
The Wentian Sect disciple collapsed on the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face.
There are no injuries visible on his body, but if you take off his clothes, you will see bruises and bruises on his body, and almost no good skin can be seen.
He was beaten badly by Zhou Jianlai with his sword.
"Any more?"
"No more, really no more."
He did not dare to disobey Zhou Jianlai's order and took out all the valuable things on his body.
"I remember you because you were the first person to force me to rob." Zhou Jianlai looked at the Wentian Sect disciples and joked.
"..." The Wentian Sect disciple's face turned red, and he felt ashamed and angry.
He had no words to refute, because that was the truth.
Zhou Jianlai used his sword to pull the things he put on the ground into two piles, threw one pile into the void space, and left the other pile in place. He asked: "I have a rule. I only rob half of the robbery. Do you have to thank me?"
Can I wait?"
"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated!" the Wentian Sect disciple said angrily.
"Then I will reluctantly accept this half." Zhou Jianlai said and bowed to get the remaining half.
"Thank...thank you!"
The disciples of Wentian Sect were guarding the remaining belongings with both hands and were so ashamed that they wished they could find a crack in the ground and crawl in.
"Haha..." Zhou Jianlai laughed and left.
In the afternoon of that day, he robbed a person on an avenue southeast of Wentian Sect and grabbed an invitation from him.
Then he warned the man sternly and left quickly. If he saw him again, he would be killed without mercy.
The man fled in panic.
Zhou Jianlai secretly followed him for two days, and after confirming that he would not go back to ask Tianzong again, he safely took his invitation and went to ask Tianzong.
He changed his outfit on the way.
Then he poured a ray of energy into the meridian on his forehead, revealing the big-toothed man's blond hair and blue eyes.
Finally, the sword energy was transformed into a sword arm, and a black cloth belt was used to wrap the entire right arm and hand.
With such a drastic change in appearance, he believed that people from the Wentian Sect would not be able to recognize his identity.
"I, Yelu Kuan, have been invited to come to Guixian Sect to participate in a martial arts competition." Zhou Jianlai took the stolen invitation and came to the mountain gate of Wentian Sect.
He deliberately handed the invitation to the gatekeeper disciple who was talking to him that day, and stood in front of him openly.
As he expected, the gatekeeper didn't recognize him at all.
“Follow the road to the top of the mountain, and someone will register you and arrange accommodation for you.
Don't wander around, or you may accidentally enter a forbidden area and lose your life. Don't blame me for not warning you in advance.
go in."
The disciple guarding the door simply gave a few instructions and handed the invitation back to Zhou Jianlai.
"Thank you!" Zhou Jianlai thanked him, stepped into the gate of Wentian Sect, and walked slowly along the mountaineering road.
The fight wouldn't start until after the fight, so he wasn't in a hurry.
The mountain peaks tower into the clouds. Climbing up the stairs and walking into the clouds and mist makes people feel as if they are riding the wind to reach immortality.
It took Zhou Jianlai a long time to reach the top of the peak. Looking to the north, he saw one mountain peak higher than the other in the distance.
Several peaks echoed from far and near, and a void appeared in the middle, like a gate standing among the peaks.
The sunlight shines in from between the mountain peaks, casting colors on the illusory door, as if it is a half-open door to heaven, with fairy light shining from the half-open door.
"Excuse me, sir, are you here to participate in the martial arts competition?" A beautiful-looking woman came forward and asked.
Zhou Jianlai withdrew his gaze from the ethereal beauty and nodded to the woman.
"Please come here to register and get your registration number." The woman led Zhou Jianlai towards the west.
Entering a room next to the main hall, Zhou Jianlai handed over the invitation and received a number plate with his name on it.
Yelvkuan, No. 250.
This number made Zhou Jianlai very uncomfortable.
"Master Yelu, please, my servant will take you to your accommodation."
After leaving the registration room, the woman led Zhou Jianlai to the back hill.
"Zhou... Zhou Jian is coming!"
While walking, a shout suddenly sounded from behind.
Zhou Jianlai conditionally wanted to turn back, but he immediately remembered that he was not Zhou Jianlai now, and then his heart thumped, and he said to himself: "Who is this sharp-eyed? You can recognize me if I change so drastically."
He endured his curiosity and did not look back. He acted as if he had heard nothing and followed the woman forward for more than ten steps before pretending to look back casually.
"It turns out to be this kid."
Zhou Jianlai's eyes fell on a young man, and he immediately knew who was calling him.
The young man was looking at him from a distance. Their eyes touched each other, and then they looked away.
Bing Liangchen's height had grown a little higher, and he had reached the stage of men's voice change. His voice was rough and unpleasant, so Zhou Jianlai couldn't tell him when he heard his voice.
"Junior brother, where is Zhou Jianlai?" The senior brother who was walking with Bing Liangchen looked around, but did not see Zhou Jianlai's shadow, so he asked in confusion.
"Oh, I got the wrong person. The guy's back looks very similar to Zhou Jianlai's, and he also has a black scabbard on his back. I thought it was him." Bing Liangchen looked at Zhou Jianlai's back and shook his head.
"I'm just telling you, Zhou Jianlai is from Dasu, how dare he come to ask the Tianzong."
Bing Liangchen didn't respond, but said in his heart: "I really hope those crazy people can come, otherwise Senior Sister Du will be in misery.
Hey, you are a good person, how can you say that you have lost your memory just because you have lost your memory?
If you wait until the martial arts competition is over, go to court to get married, and then suddenly regain your memory, you will be miserable for the rest of your life."
Zhou Jianlai was placed in a guest room in the back mountain. Perhaps because there were too many people, six people were placed in one room and allowed to sleep on the floor.
The six people came from all over the world and didn't know each other. They spent the first day chatting with each other in a few words.
Wake up the next day.
After a one-night stand, the six people gradually became familiar with each other.
"The treatment is really bad. Not to mention sleeping on the floor, even the meals are watery. They don't treat us as guests at all."
After lunch was delivered to the room, a man named Ning Zhao couldn't help but complain.
"Haha, be satisfied. It's good that we are not allowed to sleep in the open air. Once you break into the top twenty in the ring and become an official disciple of Wentian Sect, your salary will naturally go up."
"If I were allowed to practice in a place with such rich spiritual energy for a few years, my cultivation would definitely improve by leaps and bounds." One person said yearningly, feeling the rich spiritual energy in the air.
"We're going to be in the ring tomorrow, so hurry up and seize the last bit of time to practice."
"Brother, you are absolutely right."
Except for Zhou Jianlai, the other five people chatted for a few words and then took the time to practice.
For them, a place with such abundant spiritual energy is a blessed land. Regardless of whether they can stay in Wentian Sect in the end, they should not miss the opportunity to practice now.
Zhou Jianlai looked at the five people who were scrambling for time to practice, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
He thought that if he hadn't met Zhang Xiaopou, he would definitely be like the five people in front of him, living a life of limited cultivation resources and embarrassment.
As soon as I arrived at this place with rich spiritual energy, I felt like I was in a holy land for cultivation, and I didn't want to let go of any time for cultivation.
"It has always been the pawn who has been worrying about his training resources for us, but we have never cared about his training resources. It really shouldn't be the case."
Thinking about this, Zhou Jianlai couldn't help but feel ashamed in his heart.
This chapter has been completed!