After the lights were on, after the curfew was implemented in Chang'an City, there were still some bustling streets.

Xue's mansion is in a quiet housing market, surrounded by mansions of some noble and noble families. Those mansions are also brightly lit at night, singing and dancing to peace.

In the mansion, Xue Dingshan was having dinner with Liu Yinhuan, Zhaoyang, his younger brother Xue Jinlian and his younger brother Xue Chuyu.

Xue Dingshan only saw Xue Chuyu in the afternoon. Although he had never seen Xue Chuyu before, Xue Dingshan still liked this smart and cute younger brother very much.

"Come on, Dingshan, eat more!" Liu Yinhuan and Zhaoyang both smiled and put dishes on Xue Dingshan.

"Mom, Er Niang, I'll do it myself!" Looking at the dishes piled up in his bowl, Xue Dingshan couldn't help but say.

Xue Jinlian deliberately bulged her mouth and said, "Brother! Before you came back, neither mother nor Ernie did to me so well."

"Jinlian, are you embarrassed to say?" Liu Yinhuan's eyes were slightly white, Xue Jinlian: "How much hardship has your brother suffered outside over the years? He has finally come back, so of course he needs to eat more and replenish his body."

Xue Jinlian, who curled her lips and said nothing more, then helped Xue Chuyu, who was standing beside her and said, "Come on, Chu Yu, eat more!"

"I don't like eating this!" Xue Chuyu, who had a frown with a slightly frown, raised her head and turned her eyes blank without any appreciation. As she said that, she put the dishes in the bowl into Xue Dingshan's bowl, tilted her head and smiled cutely at Xue Dingshan: "Brother, don't be polite, you must eat enough!"

Xue Dingshan was slightly stunned, then nodded and smiled, "Thank you!"

Seeing this, Liu Yinhuan couldn't help but smile and nodded, "Jinlian, look at how sensible Chu Yu is!"

"Hmph!" Beautiful eyes stared at Xue Dingshan and Xue Chuyu's Xue Dingshan, and then lowered their heads and started eating rice in silence.

Seeing this, Zhaoyang couldn't help but shake his head and smiled, "Okay, Jinlian, don't just eat rice, eat more vegetables."

"Thank you, Er Niang!" Seeing Zhaoyang picking up food from his bowl, Xue Jinlian couldn't help but curl up her lips.

The whole family had a happy dinner, which seemed very warm. Everyone made a tacit choice without mentioning Xue Rengui's situation.

After dinner, Xue Dingshan accompanied Liu Yinhuan for a long time. When the night got darker, he got up and left Liu Yinhuan's residence.

Walking slowly in the quiet mansion, Xue Dingshan came to the martial arts training ground in the mansion.

"Father!" Xue Dingshan, who was standing in the middle of the martial arts training ground, couldn't help but look up at the northwest sky.

After a long time, Xue Dingshan slowly withdrew his gaze. After closing his eyes for a moment, he suddenly opened his eyes. A flash of light in his eyes was turned around. A silver-white Fangtian Painting Stem suddenly appeared in his hand. His figure fluttered with shocking arms, and he started practicing one move at a time in the martial arts practice field.

The slight sound of breaking through the air and the sound of Fang Tian Painting Ji passing through the air sounded. In the darkness, cold lights appeared and disappeared.

"Who?" Xue Dingshan, who suddenly stopped, couldn't help but frowned and turned around and looked into the distance.

The crisp applause of "papa" sounded, and a small, two big and three figures slowly walked from the darkness in the distance. It was Xue Chuyu, Qingzhu and Qingyuan.

"Brother, good kung fu!" Xue Chuyu looked at Xue Dingshan with a smile.

Xue Dingshan shook his head slightly when he heard this, smiled and looked at Xue Chuyu, then looked at Qingzhu and Qingyuan with a slightly serious expression: "Are you?"

"Brother. Let me introduce you to you, these two are my senior brothers. My senior brother Qingzhu and the second senior brother Qingyuan," Xue Chuyu pointed at Qingzhu with a smile, and Qingyuan said, "Hehe, brother, the strength of my two senior brothers should not be as good as you!"

"Is that true?" Xue Dingshan, who raised his eyebrows slightly, couldn't help but bow to Qingzhu and Qingyuan and said, "Dingshan has met two!"

Qingzhu smiled lightly and bowed to the ceremony: "Criminal Xue is polite!"

"Brother Dingshan. Good kung fu makes me feel itchy." Qingyuan took out a green spear with a smile on his lips, and walked forward with a spear in his hand and pointed at Xue Dingshan obliquely and said, "How about it?"

Xue Dingshan, who was slightly stunned, shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "Okay!"

Xue Chuyu, who turned around and said to Qingzhu, turned to the martial arts practice field with a smile on her face.

In the martial arts training ground, Xue Dingshan and Qingyuan, who were confronting each other, had an invisible aura born out of thin air. The wind blew, and the two men in clothes rushed towards each other almost at the same time.

‘Keng’’ ‘Keng’…. Cold light flashed. A crisp sound of gold and iron attacks sounded, and the two of them were flickering. The Fangtian Painting Salute and the spear in their hands collided again and again, and the fierce energy dissipated, as if they were forming a tornado and spinning around the two.

"Excellent!" Xue Chuyu slapped her little hand and her eyes shone brightly, saying, "Hey, good fight!"

Qingzhu, who was standing beside him with swordsmanship, couldn't help but nod and said, "Your elder brother's martial arts are indeed good. That ancestor Wang Ao is a good scholar! However, your senior brother Qingyuan has always had much better experience in martial arts than your elder brother in recent years. If you continue to fight like this, even if you Senior Brother Qingyuan doesn't show your true strength, it will be enough to defeat your elder brother!"

"Oh? Senior Brother Qingyuan is that powerful?" Xue Chuyu asked in surprise.

Qingzhu shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Even I am not necessarily his opponent. Do you think he is powerful?"

For those who practice Taoism like Xue Dingshan and Qingyuan, ordinary battles are not the level of weapons and moves. Each move is full of understanding of Taoism, and more importantly, it depends on the level of realm.

Xue Dingshan was inexperienced after all, and his realm was not as good as Qingyuan. After fighting with Qingyuan for more than a hundred moves, he was still at a disadvantage. He was bent and attacked by the spear in Qingyuan's hand with a blast. He barely blocked it with Fang Tian Huaji. His arms suddenly became numb. Fang Tian Huaji in his hand almost flew out of his hand, and he retreated in a mess.

"Brother Qingyuan is very skilled in martial arts, Dingshan admires it!" He looked at Qingyuan with complicated eyes, and Xue Dingshan clasped his fists at him.

Qingyuan put away the green spear, waved his hand casually and said, "Hey! Brother Dingshan, you are too modest. I am just a few years older than you, and I have more experience. It is rare for me to have such martial arts just after I returned from learning the arts."

"Shame!" Xue Dingshan's face turned slightly red when he heard this, and he hurriedly returned the courtesy.

Xue Chuyu, who walked over with small steps, saw the two of them complimenting and politely looking at each other, and couldn't help but curl up and said, "Okay, you are just angry with me, right? You are both amazing, but I have only cultivated my qi cultivation and have not even touched the threshold for transforming gods! Humph!"

"Haha, junior brother, then you have to practice hard," Qingyuan said with a smile.

Xue Dingshan stepped forward and patted Xue Chuyu's little head with a smile and said, "Chu Yu, the way to practice is to proceed step by step, don't be too hasty. You are still young, and your cultivation will always be as good as your brother and your two senior brothers in the future."

"Hey! How long will it take?" Xue Chuyu sighed lightly and said a little depressedly.

Seeing this, Xue Dingshan and Qingzhu Qingyuan looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.

"Dingshan. I heard that you may be competing with Li Luanhu for the position of marshal of the second army of the imperial court. Are you sure?" Qingyuan turned to Xue Dingshan and asked.

When Xue Dingshan heard this, he suddenly looked solemn and said helplessly: "Do your best!"

"Dingshan, don't be discouraged! Although Li Luanhu is very skilled in martial arts, he is not just a man of courage, but needs to be able to plan and plan. In this regard, I think you can practice with your mentor Wang Ao. It shouldn't be bad, right?" Qingzhu encouraged Xue Dingshan.

Xue Chuyu also hurriedly said, "Brother! That Li Luanhu is just a little more skilled in martial arts. With the status of a clan's family, what is he? Why should he compete with you with you? Commanding the troops and strategizing, he is probably not as good as me!"

"My junior brother, don't talk big! You're a little bit old. It's not good to brag," Qingyuan said with a hurried smile.

When Xue Chuyu heard this, she glared at Qingyuan and said, "Second Brother, don't look down on others. I have learned military tactics, and even the teacher praised me for being a handsome man! Look at me, I will also be the Grand Marshal in the future. At that time, our Xue family will be the Third Marshal of the Father and Son."

"Oh! I'm so ambitious!" Qingyuan gave Xue Chuyu a slightly thumbs up, but the smile on the corner of his mouth became stronger.

Looking at Xue Chuyu's confident look, Xue Dingshan couldn't help but smile: "Haha! Chu Yu, if you want to be the Grand Marshal in the future, then you have to study with your teacher with your heart."

"Okay! Chu Yu, let's not bother your elder brother." Qingzhu said with a smile, then looked at Xue Dingshan and said, "Brother Dingshan, let's have a good conversation in these few days. Qingyuan and I, although we can't tell you anything, at least we can hone your ability to play against each other."

Qingyuan also nodded and smiled, "Haha, Ding Shan, to be honest, your ability to adapt is indeed worse. It is no problem to encounter someone worse than you, but when it comes to someone who is comparable to or even stronger than you, your disadvantages are obvious!"

"Yeah!" Xue Dingshan, who nodded slightly, bowed to Qingyuan and Qingzhu and smiled: "Thank you, two brothers!"

Qingyuan nodded and smiled: "Don't be so polite, they are all their own family!"

"Hey, two senior brothers, you have such great martial arts skills, why don't you compete for the position of Marshal of the Second Road? Then Li Luanhu is definitely not your opponent. If you win, you can also be promoted and promoted, and you will be glorious in the clan and ancestors!" Xue Chuyu suddenly smiled at Qingyuan and Qingzhu.

Qingzhu waved his hand and said, "At most, I am a Qing cultivator, and I don't recognize much of my words, let alone being the commander. I don't have that ability. If I force myself to drag down the three armies, it would be a sin."

"Being a marshal? I don't have the leisure time either. It's better to be free!" Qingyuan also said hurriedly.

Xue Chuyu curled his lips and said, "Second Brother, I don't think you have the ability to be a marshal, right? So! Whether you can be a marshal depends on your talent. My elder brother has inherited my father's abilities very well! And I am no exception!"

"Boy, you really can gild your face!" Qingyuan was speechless to this narcissistic junior brother.

While chatting and laughing, the four of them left the martial arts training ground together, went to a pavilion in the mansion, and ordered the servants to prepare some side dishes, drink and chat together.

Xue Chuyu was still young and couldn't stand the night. In addition, Xue Dingshan and the others didn't allow him to drink, so the little guy went back to bed without long enough.

Without this little head of the ghost disturbing him, Xue Dingshan and the other two were drinking very happily and quickly brought the relationship closer.

...

Three days passed in a blink of an eye. On this day, flags were waving and drums were sounding like thunder. Empress Wu and the prince Li Hong, who was the governor of the country, came with all civil and military officials, preparing to compete for the military and military in the school agreed to win the commander two days ago.

This time, after coming to seize the merits of the generals, there were many young talents and generals in the army.

Among these people, Xue Dingshan and Li Luanhu, son of Dingjiang King Li Shenzong, are naturally the most eye-catching.

Others, such as Luo Zhang, Qin Ying and other juniors, are not a few. Most of them come from famous families, practice martial arts since childhood, and are familiar with military books. They are indeed some talented people with good qualifications.

The generals in the army have recruited a lot of them this time, but not many of them are truly outstanding. Even the generals like Luo Tong, who are in the court, are not prepared to participate in the capture of the commander this time, and there are not many generals involved in the army. After all, although some people want to become famous in one battle and are eager to make achievements in such an opportunity. However, most generals are still very wise. They know how much they have. There are many generals in the army, and how many can there be truly a commander?

Most of the older generals died old age. As the backbone of the army, Luo Tong was appointed by Empress Wu to host the competition this time. Moreover, the ministers and Empress Wu discussed and listened to Luo Tong's opinions at the same time. It has decided that Luo Tong will serve as the vanguard of the second army this time.

"Silent!" Luo Tong, dressed in military uniform, stood on the huge ring in the school field, glanced around, and with a deep shout, the entire noisy school field slowly calmed down.

After everyone was quiet, Luo Tongcai's eyes flew over the soldiers and people watching the battle. Finally, he looked at the empty square in front of him. He stood in several rows of twenty or thirty people who were preparing to participate in the school competition and win the commander-in-chief: "Everyone, you are all heroes of the Tang Dynasty and the generals of the Tang Dynasty. This competition was to select the second marshal of the imperial army. Even if he did not win the championship, he would have the chance to be selected as a general of the army. Therefore, although there is no eye-catching swords and guns on the ring, I hope you can stop. After all, any damage among you is a great loss to the Tang Dynasty. Do you understand?"

"Yes, General Luo!" With Luo Tong's last loud shout, twenty or thirty people below immediately responded loudly.

In the front row, Luo Zhang, Qin Ying, Xue Dingshan and Li Luanhu were all there. Xue Dingshan and Li Luanhu stood next to each other.

Li Luanhu, wearing a golden brocade robe, said that, he turned his head slightly to look at Xue Dingshan's mouth and smiled: "Xue Dingshan, don't worry. Due to the rules of the battle, I will save you a life."

"Li Luanhu, don't be too arrogant!" Luo Zhang, who was standing on the other side of Li Luanhu, looked slightly dark when he heard this.

But Xue Dingshan looked ahead from beginning to end and said calmly: "Luo Zhang, don't say much! On the ring, the winner will be determined by one's own mistakes, and it is useless to say more."

"Hmph! It's useless to say more. I want to see if you can still be so calm after you lose to me." Li Luanhu, who snorted coldly, couldn't help but look at Xue Dingshan with a tyrannical and cold look in his eyes.

On the ring, after turning around to ask Queen Wu and the Prince for instructions, he turned to Luo Zhang who was talking below. Luo Tong, who was frowning with his brows, suddenly shouted in a deep voice: "The competition in the ring will start now!"

"First game! Li Luanhu vs. Luo Bin!" After taking out a piece of brocade and looking at the name on it, Luo Tong shouted in a deep voice.

After saying that, Luo Tong just stepped under his feet and his figure floated to the edge of the arena.

Two figures flashed to the ring one after another, one was Li Luanhu with a confident smile, and the other was a lieutenant general wearing soft armor, looking about thirty years old, and was slightly silent.

"You are no match for me, go down by yourself!" Li Luanhu, who looked at the army general Luo Bin with a faint smile, said without hesitation.

Luo Bin, who frowned slightly when he heard this, did not say much, but his hand holding the gun suddenly tensed and flashed toward Li Luanhu.
To be continued...