Looking for plums under the moon

People around were still whispering, but everyone from Qiushui Changyuanmen sat down leisurely with no shame on their faces.

Three gongs sounded, and the abbot of the Buddha Heart Gate recited the Buddha's name loudly, "Everyone, please be quiet." Someone had already appeared on the stage with a long stick.

The person who came was a young monk in Tsing Yi from the Buddha Heart Sect. He was young and had four scars on his head.I saw him put the long stick under his armpit, clasped his hands together, bowed in each direction, and said loudly like a bell, "Bodhi illuminates me, the treasure of the Buddha's heart, please enlighten me."

Xiao Qiumu asked suspiciously: "Brother, can such a young monk also participate in the martial arts conference?"

Ling Guyue explained in a low voice: "Today is just a competition between the disciples of various sects, and the master-level masters will appear in three days."

Xiao Qiu let out an "ah" and felt a little lost, "Wouldn't it be three days before we can see the duel of top experts?"

Fan Shiyao chuckled, "Brother Xiaoqiu, don't think about three days later, you'll be watching just today's one."

Xiao Qiu turned around and asked, "Sister Shiyao, will you participate then?"

Fan Shiyao shrugged, "We Jiaochen Pavilion don't care about such a name!"

Xiao Qiu said: "Fortunately, Sister Shiyao doesn't plan to play!"

"How to say?"

Xiao Qiu said with a narrow smile: "I don't know how Sister Shiyao's martial arts are, but thinking about it, she must be top-notch!" Blinking her eyes, she said, "I'm afraid that people will sigh after seeing Sister Shiyao: 'Wow! How come such a beautiful woman with such a symbol is here, how can anyone be willing to do it!' In the end, if he surrenders without a fight, then the martial arts conference will be in trouble!"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help laughing, and even Lin Jue covered his lips and smiled.

Fan Shiyao said in embarrassment: "Xiao Qiu, why are you getting more and more glib? It seems that I'm going to teach you how to respect your seniors for brother A Ling!"

Seeing that the situation is not good, Xiao Qiu hurriedly hid in front of Ling Guyue, shouting: "Brother, save me!"

Ling Guyue blocked Fan Shiyao's hand calmly, and said with a smile: "Young Pavilion Master calm down..."

Fan Shiyao stared at him, "Brother Ah Ling, protect him!"

Ling Guyue shook her head, and twisted Xiao Qiu's mouth, "I told you to talk nonsense again, and apologize quickly."

Xiao Qiu covered his mouth in a very cooperative way and yelled "Ouch", and said pitifully: "Sister Shiyao, I was wrong, you adults don't count the faults of villains, please forgive me!"

Fan Shiyao snorted, "You're a child, I don't have the same knowledge as you, it's just that Brother A Ling is not strict in discipline, and I will punish him."

Xiaoqiu immediately sat up straight and flattered him: "Sister Shiyao, if you want to beat or scold, you can punish me, it's all my fault, don't blame senior brother..."

Fan Shiyao patted his head and said with a smile: "Good boy, I won't do anything to brother A Ling."

Ling Guyue knew that she was joking and didn't care, so she said, "How should Shaoge punish you?"

Fan Shiyao stretched out her hand, as if begging for something, "Brother Ah Ling has a nice heater, lend me a hand!"

Ling Guyue was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at Shen Luo, seeing that he was also looking back at her with eyes as dark as night, she turned her head and smiled and said, "Shaoge is easy to talk about other things, but this is not very convenient."

Fan Shiyao blinked, "What's the matter? Is brother A Ling also afraid of the cold?"

It's not cold, it's even a bit hot after covering it for a long time, but this is Shen Luo's own after all, now sending someone else off in front of him, how can it be passed...

Ling Guyue was in a dilemma, only to hear Shen Luo whisper: "Since Miss Fan needs it, take it."

Ling Guyue looked at him, and saw that his expression was calm, and he didn't seem angry.

So generous?

But since he said so, Ling Guyue was also happy to hand over the stove to Fan Shiyao, "Just now Xiaoqiu offended, I will apologize to the Young Pavilion Master for him."

Fan Shiyao smiled and said: "Where is it, I have long been envious of this little stove, and I must thank brother A Ling!"

Ling Guyue turned her head and patted Xiao Qiu's shoulder with a face full of self-blame, "It's okay, look below, someone is going to challenge Little Master Baoyuan."

Xiao Qiu raised his head, and sure enough, he saw someone jumping onto the martial field, he clasped his fists and said, "Chen Ming, a disciple of the Evergreen Sect, asks Little Master Baoyuan for advice."

The two saluted each other, raised their hands, and began to fight.

On the martial arts field, Baoyuan and Chen Mingzheng came and went, with endless moves. Fan Shiyao on the stage took over the stove and played with it for a while, then felt a little boring.She glanced at Lin Jue next to him, and saw that half of his face covered under the fox fur was as white as paper, his hands were tucked into his sleeves, and his glazed pupils were staring intently at the field.

Fan Shiyao sighed, and suddenly put the stove into his hand.

Lin Jue looked at her puzzledly, then looked down at the hot thing, "Fan...Miss Fan?"

Fan Shiyao said: "I don't need this thing either, you can take it."

Lin Jue declined as usual: "Thank you for your kindness, Miss, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Fan Shiyao interrupted him and said: "I still think you only think of me as a little girl from Jiaochen Pavilion, at least back then I was not as polite as I am now."

Lin Jue couldn't help being stunned when she saw the frankness and sincerity in her eyes without any emotion.

Fan Shiyao said again: "You don't have to feel embarrassed. Since I saved you back then, my son has half of my life. Whether it is life or death, I have to agree. So you have to take good care of yourself. I don’t want to see my hard work go to waste.”

Lin Jue clenched the stove in his hand, no longer refused, and whispered: "Thank you." A warmth spread from the palm of his hand to his limbs, and even his breathing became much smoother.

At this moment, Xiao Qiu was fully focused on the two people on the martial field, seeing that the two were fighting inextricably, he asked, "When will this fight be?"

As if he knew his impatience, Chen Ming's offensive suddenly became swift and violent, and he found a loophole to force Bao Yuan's throat.

When the sound of the gong was over, Bao Yuan took a step back and said with a smile, "Amituofo, the benefactor is brilliant, Bao Yuan admits defeat."

Chen Ming cupped his hands and said, "Little Master has accepted."

Xiao Qiu became excited again, "And then? Will anyone else be on stage?"

Ling Guyue said: "This person defeated the little master of the Buddha Heart Sect. Next, disciples from other sects will challenge him. If his martial arts are strong enough, then he can continue to fight until he loses."

Xiao Qiu frowned and said: "Isn't that very unfair! The people behind are playing for the first time, and they still have plenty of energy, and he has already fought so many people, which is too bad!"

Ling Guyue smiled, with an indescribable coquettish attitude in the eyes, "The martial arts conference is a great test for the stamina and martial arts of the comers. If you can stand out in front of the 36 major factions, then it will be a great test for that person." For a disciple, Wu Yi is a great opportunity to become famous. Even if he wins ten people in a row and loses, it is enough for people to remember his name, so there is no question of whether he will suffer or not."

Xiao Qiu nodded with a vague understanding. At this time, another person jumped off the high platform and competed with Chen Ming.

This man lacks in strength, but he excels in his agility. He often appears behind Chen Ming unexpectedly, with a palm or a finger. Although it is not light or heavy, it is enough to make people restless.After a stick of incense, Chen Ming's pace gradually became disordered. Seeing that the victory was in his hands, the man no longer held back and attacked head-on.Unexpectedly, just as he tried his best to strike a palm, Chen Ming, who was still exhausted just now, suddenly threw a heavy punch, hitting the man in the chest, knocking him back a few steps, and sitting on the ground.

"He's just pretending!" Xiao Qiu stood up excitedly.

Unfortunately, he happened to block the person behind him, causing a burst of complaints, "Sit down in front..."

Ling Guyue hurriedly pulled him down, "Be quiet."

Chen Ming won two games in a row, with a happy face, and the more he fought, the more courageous he became.

After defeating the third person, Xiao Qiu said sincerely: "This person is a bit powerful."

Ling Guyue understood in her heart, she just smiled and didn't explain anymore.

Fan Shiyao said: "He is just throwing bricks to attract jade, he is much better than him, just watch."

Sure enough, when the fourth person came in, the opponent's martial arts was significantly higher than Chen Ming's by a large margin, and his internal strength was much more mellow. As soon as he handed over, Chen Ming felt extremely strenuous, and he was easily defeated by the incoming person with just a few moves.

The gong sounded three times, and Chen Ming had no choice but to step off the stage.

Xiao Qiu regretfully said: "I am quite optimistic about him."

Fan Shiyao said: "There is a sky beyond the sky, and there are people beyond people. The master will always be next."

Xiao Qiu said in a daze: "Sister Shiyao, why are you so accurate in judging people?"

Lin Jue knew nothing about martial arts, and looked at Fan Shiyao suspiciously.

Fan Shiyao smiled coquettishly, "It's very simple. He exposed his strength to everyone's eyes from the very beginning. How could such a person be a master?"

"Then is that one considered a master now?" Xiao Qiu pouted off the stage.

Fan Shiyao shook his head, "Let's wait a few more."

Winning, losing, winning, coming and going, after a few rounds, the players on the field have changed several times without knowing it.

Finally, another person came up.

The visitor was dressed in white clothes like snow, except for a pair of black swallows embroidered on the neckline, his temperament was like clouds, and his voice was clear and clear, "What is Beiyan League thinking, please enlighten me."

"It's Brother He!"

He Suosi seemed to have heard Xiao Qiu's voice, looked at them from a distance, and smiled at them.

"I remember sister Shiyao once said that Brother He has a good foundation?"

Fan Shiyao nodded and said, "This person is not He Shaoxia's opponent."

Sure enough, even though the opponent had perfected his footwork and palm strength, all his moves were resolved by He Suosi.

Xiao Qiu stared at He Suosi anxiously, and sighed: "Brother He is so powerful! Brother, what do you think?"

Ling Guyue saw that He Suosi was able to deal with all kinds of tricky and ingenious moves of the opponent with ease, and said: "Brother He is really good."

Hearing this, Qingzhu looked at Shen Luo subconsciously, and saw that he seemed to be looking at the field without distraction, but in fact he secretly pinched the corner of his clothes, and let out a displeased hum from his nose.

The gong sounded again and again, but He Susi still stood on the stage calmly.

"Brother He has won seven consecutive victories!" Xiao Qiu exclaimed, "It seems that he is the number one today!"

"But there are still people who are willing to challenge He Shaoxia?" The novice monk who was beating the gong cast a patrolling look around, and no one responded after asking three times, "If not, this time..."

Shen Luo suddenly said: "Qing Zhu, you go."

Qing Zhu was stunned, "Me?"

"Ah."

Ling Guyue didn't know that he was secretly jealous because he praised He Suosi just now, but he just thought it was giving Qingzhu a chance to play, and said: "Alright, you can go and compete with Brother He, click as long as you want .”

"Eldest brother, hurry up!" A group of disciples behind urged, "Let the 36 faction see our Pingchuan's strength!"

Qingzhu suppressed the excitement in her heart, nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Okay!"

Ling Guyue watched Qing Zhu walk to the martial arts field, and met He Suosi face to face, the two of them smiled knowingly, and they both put out all their strengths, without any reservations.For a moment, the two people on the field exchanged fists and kicks, the sound was like a wind in the mountain, and the body was like a shadow in the fog, which made people dazzled and was really overwhelmed.

It's just a master's move, and a little mistake is enough to cause a person to lose.What's more, He Suosi had already fought hard with several people before Qingzhu, and gradually he couldn't bear it anymore.

Seeing that his forehead was sweating, Qing Zhu didn't want to take advantage of his danger, so she simply slowed down and began to exchange ideas with him.

However, He Suosi knew that even if the state was restored to full strength, it would probably be impossible to defeat Qingzhu.No matter what the basic talent is, the Pingchuan mental method is much higher than the Beiyanmeng's martial arts, and the root of Qingzhu is also one in a million, so I have no chance of winning.

Seeing all this in his eyes, Shen Luo said: "What do you think of Qingzhu, Senior Brother?"

Ling Guyue nodded and said, "Not bad."

Shen Luo frowned, why are there only two words?He Suosi has six words!He asked again: "Brother, who do you think will win?"

Ling Guyue stared at the stage and murmured: "It's hard to say..."

Shen Luo said sullenly: "Brother, don't you believe in Qingzhu?"

Ling Guyue glanced at him, seemed to see something, smiled helplessly, "Of course I believe, you taught him by yourself."

Only then did the drooping brows relax, and with a slight complacency, he tapped his knees with his fingers.

After a quarter of an hour, the outcome of the field was decided, and everyone sighed.

The host of Foxinmen said loudly: "Congratulations to Pingchuan disciple Qingzhu for winning the first prize!"

The author has something to say: Sorry. . .I've been too busy recently!