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Daoxuan: "Well, nephew Lin, you will be the one to supervise this Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition.

I also communicated with and got to know my junior brothers and sisters.

Your name is spread throughout the world, but most of them don't know you."

"Okay, then leave it to me. It happens to be in seclusion for thirty years. It will be fine if you come out. It's not bad to have some fun."

Everyone was speechless after hearing this. You are so big-hearted that you can explain Qingyun's solemn martial arts showdown once in sixty years so easily.

"Hehe, Senior Brother, I am Ling'er, and this is Xiaofan, Junior Brother Zhang Xiaofan."

"Meet...meet Senior Brother."

Lin Xu looked at the lively little girl and the dull boy.

He touched the little girl's head and nodded: "Well, it's very good and beautiful. Fortunately, she doesn't look like the master. Otherwise, I might not be able to get married in this life."

Regardless of the leaders who were suppressing their smiles, the disciples in the hall, and the dark-faced Tian, ​​patted the dull junior fellow and encouraged him: "Little junior fellow, be confident, you are the strongest.

With great wisdom and foolish determination, when did the master's vision become so good?"

Someone Tian couldn't bear it anymore: "You...rebellious, bastard, what do you mean?

My Ling'er looks like me, so why can't she get married?

There is a certain person in my field, with jade trees facing the wind and a dignified appearance.

Also, what's wrong with my vision? Why don't I just accept you, a genius disciple? No, my Tian's vision is a bit poor, why do I accept you, a rebellious disciple?

Xiaofan has such a clumsy character, but he is also perseverant and as wise as a fool?

It took several months to cut down a single piece of black knot bamboo."

Listening to the angry Tian, ​​Lin Xu immediately gave in: "Ahem, you are the master, and whatever the master says is right."

Suru: "Oh..., boss, is Xiaofan really as powerful as you say?"

It's different when Lin Xu faces Suru. Not only beauties have privileges, but mainly the master's wife.

He said respectfully: "Yes, Master Wife, as long as he doesn't die young.

Xiaofan’s future is limitless!

Well, let’s just do business first and complete the tasks assigned by our uncle.”

He turned around and looked at all the junior brothers and sisters.

"Very good. They are all in good spirits. It seems that they are well prepared for the Seven Meridians Competition.

Qingyun established the sect, and after Qingye Patriarch revived Qingyun.

This rule of martial arts competition has been established, and it is already the twentieth session.

The purpose of the martial arts competition is to warn future generations and guide young disciples. In the end, the winner will be the leader of the younger generation and will be carefully cultivated by all the teachers.

I won’t go into too much nonsense. I believe the head master and all the masters and uncles have made it very clear.

Then draw lots. In the wooden box, numbers from one to sixty-four are written on slips of paper, which are located inside the wax pills.

The numbers were drawn, number 1 versus number 64, number 2 versus number 63.

Whether you can pass the first round depends on your luck.

If you're really unlucky and the opponent you drew is too strong, don't worry about it.

Winning or losing is not the most important thing. Being able to train yourself and realize your own shortcomings is the most important thing in martial arts."

"Yes, Senior Brother Lin!"

"After you finish the drawing, report it and record it here. Daren, after the drawing is finished later, you can come up and help me record it. Your own opponents will be announced tomorrow.

I want to go back to Dazhu Peak. I haven’t drank alcohol in thirty years and my mouth has turned into a bird’s eye.

I'm going to change into a more decent set of clothes. I've become a beggar now.

Master, master, master, uncle, all masters and uncles, I will be back as soon as I have a cup of tea."

"Yes, senior brother!"

Just then, Lin Xu's figure had disappeared from Yuqing Palace.

"Hiss... so fast!"

"Senior Brother Lin is as fast as anyone else."

"Qingyun, don't you avoid drinking? Is this how geniuses are treated?"

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Cangsong: "Senior Nephew Lin's speed is unparalleled. We old guys are ashamed of ourselves."

Although he said this, he was not afraid of Lin Xu in his heart.

With this guy here, when can I destroy Qingyun, avenge Senior Brother Wan, and let out a bad breath?

Not only Cangsong, but also several other leaders were shocked again when they saw Lin Xu's speed.

As for the disciples, not to mention, they only know that this senior brother is fast, very fast, inhumanly fast.

So fast that they could only feel the draft left in the air.

After a while, Lin Xu came back as expected. He was dressed in the clothes of a Qingyun disciple, with a graceful demeanor and a smile on his face, which made him look good.

There was also a green gourd on his waist, and at this time, Song Daren had just finished registering the names of the players.

"Big Brother!"

"Not bad, well done.

Master, Master, Master, Masters, would you like to try it?

This is a wine that I have been brewing for decades.

It tastes great and the alcohol is not too high.”

When Uncle Zeng heard this, his eyes lit up: "Oh..., you can try it."

"Uncle, please!"

Lin Xu threw the wine gourd at Uncle Zeng with great skill.

After taking a sip, Uncle Zeng was full of praise: "Good, good, really good wine and delicious.

All senior brothers, junior sisters, junior brothers and sisters, please give it a try."

Suru tried all the first seats and was really addicted to the delicious food.

Zeng Shuchang: "Ahem, nephew Lin, do you still have your collection?

What kind of treasure is this gourd? Why does it take so long? How does it feel to drink it? I can’t finish it.”

"Back to Uncle Master, this gourd doesn't look big, but actually the interior space is quite large.

It is not a problem to carry several hundred kilograms.

As for the collection, there are still some. After the Seven Meridians Martial Arts Competition, I asked Daren and the others to send some from each peak."

"Haha, okay, thank you so much, nephew."

These leaders are forbidden to drink alcohol on the surface, but they are not drinkers secretly.

"Boss, how do you make this wine? Why don't you know this?"

Looking at Mr. Tian who was full of curiosity, Lin Xu said bluntly: "It's quite simple. After picking the grapes, split them, pour some light wine or no wine at all, put some sugar and seal them well.

But Master, didn’t you allow me to make wine before? If you saw me, you would chase me up several mountain peaks. Why..."

"Ahem, what do you know? There is no limit to learning. Who would think that they know too much?

As a teacher, I don’t understand, I understand, I understand.”

Lin Xu didn't expose him anymore and nodded with a look of agreement.

Then he turned around and looked at the many Qingyun disciples: "Everyone, please step back and go back to your residence.

The list will be published tomorrow, and after you know your opponents, you can go to the ring to compete within the specified time."

"Yes, Senior Brother Lin!"

"Hey, senior brother Lin, let me meet you. My name is Zeng Shushu, your name. Junior brother, I have admired you for a long time."

At this time, the Qingyun disciple who seemed to be doing nothing and being unreliable came forward and Zilaishu began to introduce him.

"Ahem, Junior Brother Zeng, I am Lin Xu, but Junior Brother, your name, ahem, is special enough and has personality!"

"Pfft, haha..."

Such a sudden compliment, such a serious compliment...

Both the disciples who had not exited and the leaders in the seats burst into laughter.

Zeng Shuchang, in particular, looked twitching. Why did his son have such a name in the first place?
To be continued...