At dusk, the clouds looked like brocade, and the door of the Sanqing Palace was wide open. Xi Huzi, the head teacher of the Xiandu Sect, walked out of the hall step by step. He still looked gloomy and listless, with no sparkle in his eyes. Xi Huzi was followed by two people.

There were two young Taoists, one holding a sword and the other holding a seal. Wei Shiqi recognized the Taoist holding the sword as none other than Deng Shouyi, Deng Zhang's distant nephew from Xinyang Town.

When Deng Shou saw Wei Shiqi standing behind Xun Ye, he was slightly startled and nodded to him, then looked away and looked down at the scabbard in his hand.

Xunye turned slightly and asked in a lowered voice: "Do you know the sword-holding boy in charge?"

"Yes, back then in Laoya Ridge, the chief guard gave me an iron ring, and I was lucky enough to be admitted to the Immortal Capital."

Xun Ye was silent for a moment and said: "Deng Shouyi is not in the inner sect, but his cultivation is personally taught by the master. He has always been on good terms with Junior Brother Yunhe. If you have the opportunity, you can ask him for more advice."

"Yes. Master, who is the Taoist holding the seal?"

Xun Ye wrote lightly: "He is Fu Baoyuan, the boy in charge of the palm of the clan, and is closer to Deng Yuantong."

Wei Shiqi's heart is like a clear mirror. Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and those who practice Taoism are no exception. It is obvious that Deng Shouyi and Qi Yunhe are both on Xunye's side, while Fu Baoyuan is on Deng Yuantong's side. His disciples are intrigued by each other.

Do you know if the leader is clear?

A bold idea came to mind. Maybe Xi Huzi would pretend to be confused and be optimistic about the outcome to see who can stand out.

Xi Huzi stood still and accepted birthday congratulations from his disciples.

People who practice Taoism do not pay attention to vulgar words. The five direct disciples kowtowed to the master one by one, presented a congratulatory gift, said a few auspicious words such as "the sun and the moon are bright, the pines and cranes are everlasting", and offered a glass of wine to the inner door.

The disciples all kowtowed and served wine, and the same was true for the trial disciples. From the beginning to the end, Xi Huzi received five gifts, drank seven glasses of wine, received more than a dozen words and countless heads. But... Wei Shiqi suddenly realized that he was carrying

The wine jug serving them wine turned out to be three huge green wasps.

Seeing that he was concerned about the three green bees, Xunye explained a few words casually, "Those are the spiritual insects, the Green Iron Bees, raised by the master. They have become intelligent and are guarding the cave for the master. They are extremely ferocious. There were originally four, and the largest one was

The green iron queen bee’s body was destroyed for some reason, leaving only a trace of her soul that was sealed in the green bee sword.”

The wine pot is made of bronze and is as big as an adult's head. The wine poured out is as red as blood and has a spicy aroma. The green iron bee is more than ten times the size of an ordinary wasp. It vibrates its wings and hovers in the air, with its body

It was covered with green and black stripes, its mouthparts opened and closed frequently, and its tail had poisonous needles. It was short and thick. Wei Shiqi muttered in his heart: "Pouring wine with three wasps, it seems that a certain scorpion spirit has done something similar."

, it just ended badly..."

The wine was very strong, and when swallowed, it was like swallowing a ball of fire.

The Immortal family has a pure heart and few desires. There is no banquet with water and land, let alone musicians, dancers, and fireworks. After drinking the birthday wine, Xi Huzi raised his eyes and nodded to his eldest disciple Xun Ye, indicating that he could start.

Xun Ye took a step forward, glanced at the Xiandu disciples one by one, and said: "Today is the birthday of the leader. It is the turn of the Xiandu disciples to test the disciple Xiaobi. He will show off his talents and wish the leader a happy birthday. Jinghe

Junior sister, among your disciples, who is the leader?"

Zhang Jinghe said: "Reporting to senior brother, Hu Yong and Hu Bonan have already dug through nine acquired orifices, and they are making the fastest progress."

Xun Ye nodded and said to Lu Shizhong: "Junior Brother Shizhong, what about you?"

Lu Shizhong said concisely and comprehensively: "Xin Laoyao, there are thirteen acupoints."

"Junior brother Yunhe is under my care for the time being. His disciple Wei Shiqi has made the fastest progress, opening eight acquired apertures. These three are all the best among the trial disciples, each with their own strengths, representing Qi, Lu

, Zhang Sanmai participated in a small competition to determine the order of names." Xunye waved his sleeves, and there was an extra bamboo stick in his hand, with three bamboo sticks inserted in the tube, all looking the same.

"Junior Brother Shizhong, Junior Sister Jinghe, you two each draw a lot."

Lu Shizhong stepped forward and drew out a long lot. Zhang Jinghe drew out a short lot and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself, it's okay, it's not a low lot.

Xun Ye pulled out the last bamboo stick, which was also a short bamboo stick. This time, Wei Shiqi faced Hu Yong in a small competition, and the winner then played against Xin Laoyao.

At that moment, Wei and Hu came to the bluestone ground and bowed to each other.

Hu Yong is a young man in his twenties. He is tall and handsome, with a bookish air between his brows, which is really eye-catching. He is holding a long sword in his left hand. The scabbard is tightly wrapped with cloth, and the hilt is exposed.

Outside the sheath, it was dilapidated and worn.

Zhang Jinghe had some expectations in his heart. Hu Yong came from a family of officials and had read poetry and books since he was a child. The Zhanlu sword in his hand is an ancestral magic weapon that can cut iron like mud. It is said that it came from Ou Yezi, the world's best swordsmith.

After infusing vitality into his hand, it can rival the flying sword, which is the most powerful. However, although the Zhanlu sword is of good quality, it is restrained by the heavy sword. As soon as Xin Laoyao's edgeless heavy sword came out, Hu Yong had no choice but to be defeated.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Hu Yong looked at it with complacency. He pulled out a long sword from the sheath. The style was simple. The blade was two feet nine inches long and two inches wide. The brilliance was restrained and the object was obscured. Even Xi Huzi couldn't help but shine.

, pondered secretly.

Swords are easy to come by, but flying swords are hard to find. How many people have cultivated swords, but can't find a flying sword that suits them.

"Senior Brother Wei, please!" Hu Yong drew the sword in his hand, and his energy and spirit changed. He drew the sword formula with his left hand, flipped his right wrist, and assumed a posture of "Su Qin is carrying the sword", with fluttering sleeves and elegant style.

Extraordinary.

Hu Yong's appearance is really good. Wei Shiqi seems to see countless stars in his eyes and hear the screams of crazy fans. Beating him down in front of everyone will definitely break the hearts of thousands of girls. I hope not one of them

Including Qin Zhen - he couldn't help but glance at Qin Zhen, but he felt very relieved to see her looking at him intently.

Wei Shiqi took off the iron rod from his back and wanted to discuss it with the other party. He advised him to simply abandon the sword and admit defeat. Then he thought about it. This Hu Bonan looked like a smooth young man. He had never suffered any hardships. He would definitely do it.

Treat good words as ridicule and get angry, but speak with facts.
Chapter completed!