Lin Xi cast his gaze at the large eagle flying past in the sky, and an attribute frame appeared in front of his eyes.
Seeing the golden eagle flying across the sky, the monks around him exclaimed in admiration from time to time. This is the style of the golden elixir boss.
Many young monks are dreaming about when they can have such a big eagle, soar into the sky, and experience the feeling of soaring freely in the sky.
In the shocked eyes of these monks, the Sky-Splitting Golden Eagle fell from the sky.
Standing on the back of the Sky-Splitting Golden Eagle, the golden elixir boss jumped down like a hero in a martial arts movie and walked into the thousand-year-old temple in the center of Bashan Dojo.
Seeing that the excitement was gone, the monks who had gathered to watch the elegance of the golden elixir boss dispersed.
There are at least several thousand monks who came to participate in the sword discussion conference this time. Everywhere you look, there are people with similar cultivation skills, ranging in age from teenagers to decades old.
The sudden increase in the flow of people put a little pressure on Bashan Dojo.
However, everyone has experienced the baptism of Golden Week, and the amount of people flow in front of us is just a small amount compared to the popular tourist attractions during Golden Week.
It was lunch time at this time, and the canteen of Bashan Dojo was overcrowded. At first glance, there were not many seats left.
"I'll grab a seat first and you can go get some food." After walking on the mountain road for such a long time, Zhou Yi was already hungry, and her index fingers moved when she smelled the aroma of food in the cafeteria.
It's just that she searched for a long time and couldn't find a seat that could accommodate so many of them.
As for the private rooms upstairs in the canteen, they are already full.
"Director Lu, Fairy Mu."
When Lin Xi and Lu Sheng were going to get food, they saw two young monks with good temperament walking over to say hello to them.
"Senior Brother Meng Xiaodong from Qingcheng Mountain's Thunder Fire Sword and Senior Brother Li Xuantong from Zhenwu Dojo are also here." Zhou Yi's eyes lit up, and there was a hint of excitement on his face.
I didn't expect to meet two leading figures from the younger generation on the Qingyun List here.
Lin Xi looked at the two of them, and the older one next to him, who was calm and handsome and acted like a handsome man, was Li Xuantong from the Zhenwu Dojo.
In fact, Li Xuantong is not too old, less than thirty years old, but he looks older and calmer.
But nowadays, girls are quite willing to accept the tricks of the handsome uncle, and the opponent is also a true disciple of the Zhenwu Dojo, a famous monk on the Qingyun Ranking.
The person who spoke was the top disciple of Qingcheng Mountain, Meng Xiaodong. Qingcheng Mountain and Longhu Mountain are both from the same lineage of Taoism and are connected by the same spirit. Meng Xiaodong and Lu Sheng have a good relationship and often exchange cultivation experiences on WeChat.
"Who are these?"
Meng Xiaodong looked at Lin Xi curiously and seemed to think he looked familiar.
"This is Taoist Linxi from the Longyin Mountain Dojo." Lu Sheng introduced.
Lin Xi nodded reservedly and greeted the two of them.
Fortunately, when we were choosing a name, the name Pippi Happy Dojo was unanimously rejected, otherwise the situation would have been embarrassing.
"Longyinshan Dojo, you are the ultimate tyrant..." Meng Xiaodong blurted out and quickly shut up in the middle of the sentence.
Lin Xi suddenly had a dark look on his face.
Why do you curse?
Is there any quality left?
"I'm sorry, the name Jiba Sanren is too loud, so I accidentally said it in a smooth tone." Meng Xiaodong smiled apologetically.
Because Lin Xi's fighting style is extremely domineering, it is because of the word "reckless" that he has such a nickname.
I just don’t know who was the first to say this nickname.
If Lin Xi knew who gave him this nickname, he would have to beat the crap out of him.
Hearing this, Li Xuantong from the Zhenwu Dojo looked at Lin Xi and his eyes suddenly changed, "Being able to kill the Silver-winged Peng Demon, the title of Jiba Sanren is well-deserved."
Although Li Xuantong was praising him, Lin Xi still felt like dying.
Can you please stop using this nickname?
"When I have time, I would like to have a good discussion with Taoist Master Lin." Li Xuantong said seriously.
comminicate?
"Haha. Senior Brother Li is a martial arts fanatic, and he is just happy to see the hunter." Meng Xiaodong explained at the side.
After chatting awkwardly with the two of them for a while, he had a good first impression of them. If he didn't mention the nickname Jiba Sanren.
"I have reserved a private room upstairs. If Master Lin doesn't mind, let's come together."
"Thank you very much."
Since monks generally have extremely large appetites, the food in the canteen of Bashan Dojo is also quite generous. The portions are large and filling, so you can eat with an open belly.
The most important thing is that meals and tea are free.
Bashan Dojo can be said to be inhumane.
While eating, Lin Xi summoned Xiaobai and brought him an extra piece of food.
"Master Lin, is this little hamster your pet?" Zhou Yi almost screamed when she saw the cute little snow-white beast next to Lin Xi.
"Well, Xiaobai is a bamboo rat."
"This little one is so cute."
Xiaobai's size shrunk to the size of a fist, and he looked like a newborn cub. It was so cute and fluffy that several girls nearby couldn't help but want to touch it.
"Bamboo rats look cute, but they are actually very vicious and can bite people."
Lin Xi fed Xiaobai some food and reminded him with a smile.
In order to cooperate with Lin Xi, Xiaobai put his two little paws on his non-existent waist, stood up, opened his little mouth and roared.
The evil dragon roars, ow——
The girls around me were so excited by this snow-white little bamboo rat that their faces turned bloody.
Mu Yuxun looked at Xiaobai curiously, stretched out her crystal clear fingers and poked Xiaobai's round body twice, and played with it for a while.
After lunch, several people moved into the residence under the arrangement of Bashan Dojo.
Since Lin Xi had an invitation letter from Bashan Dojo, she was assigned to a single suite with a distant view of the mountain.
After putting away his luggage, Lin Xi asked Ancestor Beihe to open the small world and summon all the demon pets.
"Junior, this dojo is not simple. I feel the breath of treasure!" The old turtle crawled around restlessly and said impatiently.
Lin Xi reached out and picked up the old turtle.
"Don't seek death. It would be funny if you were killed as a monster by the Jindan boss from Bashan Dojo."
As the organizer of the first Sword Discussion Conference, Bashan Dojo must be something special. If Old Oogway commits suicide and steals the dojo's treasures, he may be killed by the Jindan boss.
"Hmph, a mere golden elixir can't do anything to the ancestor."
Although he said this, Patriarch Beihe's body was very honest, and he huddled into his turtle shell and practiced silently.
Frightened in seconds.
"Lin Xi, I want to go out and have a look."
The little monkey is so bored in the small world that he has long wanted to go out and breathe some fresh spiritual energy.
"Be careful and don't touch other people's things."
Lin Xi gave a few instructions and then let Little Monkey and Xiao Bai go out.
On the way here, he had already noticed that there were many wild spiritual beasts near Bashan Dojo. Under normal circumstances, the disciples and monks of the dojo would not catch these wild spiritual beasts.
Of course, ordinary disciples cannot catch the divine ape and the gold-eating rat even with their cultivation strength.
After settling down, Lin Xi ran into Meng Xiaodong and Li Xuantong as soon as she walked out of the room.
"Taoist Master Lin, Bashan Dojo has organized an exchange meeting this afternoon. Senior Brother Li and I are going to have a look. Do you want to come together?"
"Exchange meeting?"
"That's right, even if monks from all over the world come together to exchange their cultivation experiences, there will also be discussions. But it's just a matter of time, so as not to get angry."
Li Xuantong from the Zhenwu Dojo is eager to try, as if he wants to make friends with martial arts.
Lin Xi nodded secretly. Although Li Xuantong was a martial arts fanatic, he was not competitive and had a relatively upright and peaceful personality.
The scale of Bashan Dojo is huge, with the ancient temple as the center and radiating out one after another. The venue for the exchange meeting is to the southwest of Bashan Dojo, a long way from their residence.
After walking for about fifteen minutes, Lin Xi and the others appeared in the exchange venue.
At the exchange meeting, a master from Bashan Dojo was discussing Taoism with a middle-aged monk from Biyou Palace on Penglai Island.
Three circles inside and three outside were surrounded by many monks who came to observe, and it was a chaotic scene.
Just like a large offline dating platform.
"The one who is speaking is Master Yuantong from Bashan Dojo, and the person opposite is Master Yan Fang from Penglai Island Dojo." Li Xuantong and Lin Xi introduced the two people who were discussing Taoism.
Both of them are great masters in their respective dojos. Their words are thunderous and their tongues are like lotuses, which is thought-provoking.
Master Yuantong's tongue evasion skills were obviously superior, and he soon gained the upper hand, overwhelming the monks from Penglai Island. Master Yan Fang was not annoyed at all, he listened quietly to the road, and debated a few words from time to time.
If these two people were to appear on a debate show, I am afraid that few people in China would be their opponents.
Since it is an exchange meeting, there is no reason not to do it.
Not long after, Lin Xi noticed that many monks were eager to find someone to "fight" on the martial arts stage, wanting to try their skills.
"Master Fa is the best in the world. If you don't accept it, come fight!"
On the martial arts stage, a petite girl who looked like a high school student put her hands on her hips and yelled extremely arrogantly, immediately attracting the attention of all the monks nearby.
"Who is this person? He is so arrogant. Aren't you afraid of being beaten to the bone?"
"It seems that he is a true disciple of the Xuannv Sect. I heard that the Xuannv Sect specializes in practicing divine soul arts and has a very good way."
"Most of the monks present are practicing martial arts, and magic and magic are just side effects. Isn't she looking for trouble?"
The girl from the Xuannv Sect put her hands on her hips and shouted a few times, and soon a few big men practicing martial arts came out with sullen faces.
…
At this time, a snow-white figure appeared outside a bamboo forest on the mountain behind Bashan Dojo.
Miraculously, there are flashes of lightning hidden in the bamboo forest, and thunder and lightning crackles can be heard from time to time.
"嘤嘤嘤?"
Xiaobai stood up and looked towards the bamboo forest. There seemed to be something attracting him inside.
But the moment Xiao Bai took a step forward and walked into the bamboo forest, a bamboo nearby swayed, and a blue lightning struck down extremely quickly.