The disciples of the Divine Sword Sect were all proud and proud. Their eyes were filled with badness when they looked at the Zhenwu Sect, and they felt like they had their own things snatched up and they were snatched back.
Regarding this.
The disciples of Zhenwu Sect were also unwilling to give in.
Headed by the Nine True Legends, the eyes of the disciples were cold.
The atmosphere was a little stagnant in an instant.
Taoist Longshan was helpless.
He sighed:
"Of course I dare not forget the ten-year agreement."
"That's what Brother Divine Sword said, or the old rules?"
The old man of Divine Sword's original mighty aura suddenly stopped and his expression was a little unnatural.
Ten years ago, he had already felt something when he fought with the Longshan Taoist. The other party vaguely let the water go. This time, he knew that the Longshan Taoist had already stepped into the realm of heaven and man with half his foot. If he fought again, it would not be a loss.
When he thought of being abused in front of so many disciples, his teeth became sore.
But the words have been said.
Naturally, he would not slap himself in the face in public.
He coughed twice and hummed:
"Longshan Bull Nose, is this how you entertain guests?"
Taoist Longshan was stunned and then laughed:
"Brother Divine Sword brings all the great masters of the Divine Sword Sect here. My Zhenwu Sect has long been ready for a banquet to welcome the wind and dust!"
"Wen Tian, ​​bring the high-ranking masters of the Divine Sword Sect here."
"Brother Divine Sword, please!"
Said.
Taoist Longshan and the old man Divine Sword walked towards Mingwu Pavilion. The two obviously had something to discuss.
Seeing this.
The disciples of the two sects were quite confused and looked at each other.
I clearly felt that the fight was about to start, but I was in a tense way, so why did I suddenly start eating?
Only a few of them could see clearly. They knew that these two elders just seemed to be inconsistent. I am afraid that they would still regard each other as friends in their hearts, mainly because they could not let go of their pride.
Ning Qi couldn't help but smile.
Luo Wentian also shook his head.
He knew more clearly about what happened here.
"People, please."
He smiled at Dong He, the senior brother of the Divine Sword Sect, and Dong He also smiled helplessly.
Qin Yun followed Luo Wentian, and the sharp edge in his eyes gradually dissipated, but he was still a little cold.
Ning Qi walked behind with the white ape.
At this moment, a thief voice sounded:
"Is this your pet?"
Ning Qi turned his head and looked at the white and tender little fat man with a fiery look at the white ape. He sucked his nose, as if he envied Ning Qi for having such a magical pet. In fact, many disciples of the Divine Sword Sect had their eyes stuck on the white ape.
Hearing words.
Before Ning Qi could say anything, the white ape was already furious.
He now regarded himself as a human being. When he heard the little fat man say this, he immediately grinned and scared the little fat man. If Ning Qi hadn't been beside him, he would have to tease the little fat man.
Ning Qi said seriously:
"He is not my pet, he is a disciple of the Zhenwu Sect for three generations, named Yuan Tiansheng."
The little fat man was stunned, and then he saw the white ape snorting coldly. He reacted with a 'ah':
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."
And couldn't help saying:
"Yuan Tiansheng, you are so smart that you can understand what I said."
But the white ape hugged his arms with both hands and snorted coldly and ignored him.
The little fat man wiped his nose in disappointment and looked at Ning Qi:
"My name is Zhuang Chen."
Ning Qi nodded and smiled:
"Ningqi."
He could sense that Zhuang Chen's body was not weak, and he had obviously entered the martial arts world. At this age, he was obviously a peerless genius.
The disciples of the two sects took their seats.
With Luo Wentian and others as accompaniment, Ning Qi naturally doesn't need anything to do. He just needs to take care of himself.
but.
There is an extra bottle of oil.
Perhaps he discovered that among the true disciples of the Zhenwu Sect, there was another one who was about the same age as him, so Zhuang Chen sat directly next to Ning Qi.
Originally, Dong He, the senior brother of the Divine Sword Sect, wanted to stop him, but Luo Wentian smiled and said that there was no problem with our junior brother taking Zhuang Chen.
This made Dong He look at Ning Qi in surprise.
but.
This makes Ning Qi feel a little painful.
The little fat man Zhuang Chen is actually a chatterbox.
"Ning Qi, have you started practicing martial arts?"
"Practice for a while."
"Ningqi, do you know sword skills?"
"Can a little bit."
"Ning Qi, how did you and Yuan Tiansheng meet?"
"Ningqi, tell you quietly that I am very strong."
"Ningqi..."
Just the beginning.
Ning Qi also answered a few perfunctorily.
But after seeing this fat man talking more and more, Ning Qi shut up tactfully.
He wandered around the sky. After listening to the conversation between the two disciples for a moment, he was immersed in his own world, enlightened the Tao and learned about the Dharma, and could do it anywhere.
"Ningqi, Ningqi..."
Zhuang Chen looked at Ning Qi, who was not answering his questions without any focus, and felt pity in his heart:
"Ningqi doesn't look very smart. I asked him a few questions and he only answered me one."
Zhuang Chen looked at the white ape again and tried to talk to each other.
But the white ape just made a face and ignored him. The little white ape also held a very revenge.
Zhuang Chen curled his lips slightly, and then focused all his attention on the food in front of him.
Eating is his second biggest hobby.
There is no wave or turmoil above the reception banquet.
Although the disciples of the two sects are young and energetic, they are somewhat disliked by each other, but they are also aware of etiquette and restrain themselves.
It was not until the end that the figures of the old man of Divine Sword and the Taoist Longshan appeared again.
Ning Qi woke up from the state of sacred travel.
The two of them took their seats to the head.
The Taoist of Longshan smiled and said:
"Justice Brother Divine Sword has just discussed one or two things. From now on, the ten-year agreement between the two factions needs to be changed."
Everyone stared at him.
The old man from Divine Sword coughed lightly and said lightly:
"I am now in high school, and it is not convenient to fight. You Dao is that the master has something to do and the disciples will be convinced. The next ten years of agreement will be based on the discussions. This time, you should adapt to the experience and start the next time."
"Whenever, whoever wins will have ten years of use of Zhenwu Mountain."
The disciples all felt a terrified.
Fighting spirit arises in his eyes.
Originally, they were just bystanders and witnesses in this ten-year agreement, but from now on, they had to participate.
Ning Qi was a little strange in his heart.
I was afraid that this old man from Divine Sword knew that he could not beat his master, so he deliberately proposed a different approach.
However, looking at the smile of Taoist Longshan, it seems that it doesn't matter.
The two of them bet on a different form, and they probably had the idea of ​​giving some pressure to their disciples. Only with pressure can they have motivation. Only with ten-year promises can they make progress faster.
Ning Qi smiled secretly.
This method was obviously useful, and even the white ape and the little fat man next to him were excited.
Some young disciples' faces turned red even more.
For disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, this is an excellent opportunity to fulfill the old man of the Divine Sword for many years, while for disciples of the Zhenwu Sect, it is to defend the honors of the master.
Ning Qi always felt that his master and the old man Divine Sword had some bad taste in his smile.
I don’t know what the two of them said in the Mingwu Pavilion.
Seeing that the atmosphere had been mobilized.
Taoist Longshan stood up and said:
"Although this time it's just a training for you and others to adapt, you can't be careless. You need to do your best. Brother Divine Sword and I have prepared some rewards, among which those with excellent performance can get it."
The disciples were even more excited.
But Ning Qi didn't feel anything.
He could read the entire Sutra Pavilion of Zhenwu Sect at will, and he thought that the old man Divine Sword would not come up with any shocking secrets.
Chapter completed!