Martial arts Dazhutian

Chapter 30

The tenth year of Chenghua. The sixth day of the twelfth lunar month
Suitable for breaking ground, building beams, gathering crowds, funerals

Avoid starting a business, relocating, and getting married

A heavy snowfall at night changed the entire Huashan Mountain into a new look.

At dawn, a large group of disciples came out to clear the snow on the mountain road.

Occasionally, some young disciples would start a snowball fight and be scolded by the elders.

At the beginning of the morning, the disciples who had cleared the snow ran back to the house in twos and threes.After washing and changing clothes, tidying myself up, I went out towards Chaoyang Peak.

Looking down from a high position, the mountain roads spread across the peaks of Huashan Mountain like meridians, and there are hidden ants swarming in it.

Huang Lin called Fang Cheng early, and the two cleared out the path for the Yanwei Valley to go down the mountain

The little guy stayed with him last night.

Put on the "Chunyang" style Huashan gate clothes that have been prepared, pick up the red phoenix, and go out of the valley along the stone mountain road. With the undulating footsteps, the ponytail dangles left and right in the air.

Fang Cheng chattered non-stop beside Huang Lin.

The whole body completely copied Huang Lin's dress, even the scabbard was black.

It's just that the "Pure Yang" door uniform is too bulky and looks a bit nondescript.

I'm afraid there are several cotton clothes stuffed inside!
Meet Wang Xuerong who was already waiting below, and the two, one and one, and three people walked towards Chaoyang Peak.

Wang Xuerong's door uniform has also been modified, and she looks like a charming girl Chunyang.

"Senior brother is really handsome, but my younger sister did not expect that senior brother has such talent."

Flicking her temples with her fingers, Wang Xuerong turned her head and looked Huang Lin up and down.

"It's just a flash of inspiration. I can't compare to my junior sister's talent. If it weren't for my junior sister, I wouldn't be able to come up with ideas."

Huang Lin smiled and shook his head.

Because they were carrying Fang Cheng, the speed of the three of them was relatively slow. From time to time, impatient classmates would snatch them from their sides, and they would turn their heads to look at the three of them, perhaps because they were attracted by the weird costumes.

On the mountainside of Chaoyang Peak, Ning Zhongze and Fatty, who came from Yunv Peak, met up with Yue Buqun.

The little fat man lived in Lianhua Peak, so he first went to Yunv Peak to pick up Ning Zhongze, and then came to Chaoyang Peak together.

Several people were also familiar with Yue Buqun, and they walked towards the peak noisily.

"Brother, your clothes are really cool!"

The little fat man on Huang Lin's left is still the same fat man, a little taller and a little fatter, not much changed, with a burden hanging on his shoulders, he is probably pretending to be snacks!
On the other side, Yue Buqun hung a long sword on his waist, and the one in winter was holding a folding fan in his hand. He didn't seem to care about his fake appearance, but he looked sideways from time to time, maybe he was also envious.

"Haha, not bad, I'll get you a set some other day."

Huang Lin was proud of himself, so he made this thing out specially, isn't it just a show.

Yue Buqun seemed to want to move, but he was too embarrassed to speak.

"Farewell, I know the fat ones, brother what the hell, you're dressed so handsomely, you'll be a buyer's show here."

The little fat man is not very good, but he can learn these new words very quickly.

"In the future, I will spend a little time thinking about it for you, and see if I can find a suit that fits you."

"Brother, what about me? Help me get a set too!"

Ning Zhongze's voice came from behind, she and Wang Xuerong were chatting behind the scenes, and raised their voices.

Huang Lin stopped, turned around and looked her up and down.

Now Ningzhong is 13 years old. She only went up the mountain this year, but she has been in Yunvfeng for four or five years.

When she was in Waimen, she was 8 years old like Wang Xuerong's sister, but now 15-year-old Wang Xuerong is a little slim, and she is still like a little girl.

"Can you do needlework? This thing is quite troublesome."

Ning Zhong was obviously not a needle-and-thread material, and his face was a little red when he heard the words, and he said with bared teeth and claws:

"Who says I can't, I've already embroidered handkerchiefs!"

"Pfft~~"

Yue Buqun quickly covered his mouth, but it was too late.

All four of them looked at him, but except for Ning Zhong who was glaring, they were all puzzled.

It's just embroidering a handkerchief, what's so funny about it.

Yue Buqun hurriedly waved his hands without making a sound, but his body twitched as he turned around.

Seeing Ning Zhongze's stern look, Huang Lin guessed that she was not good at needlework, so he said:
"Try to make Taixu suit for you when you have time. If you don't know how to do it, you can ask sister Xuerong. I also asked her to make this suit."

Girls who don't know how to be popular these days will be ridiculed, and when they meet some old Confucians, they may be said to be uneducated.

Huang Lin had no prejudice against this.

Talking and laughing, they went to the top of Chaoyang Peak, and didn't go to the side where the disciples gathered, just stood at the entrance of the peak and chatted.

Perhaps because of the snow, this year's Chaoyang Peak is extraordinarily cold.

The few of them felt that nothing was wrong with their internal strength, and Fang Cheng was trembling beside him.

Seeing this, Huang Lin slapped some internal energy to get better.

"Brother, you still have to compete in a while, let me do it."

Wang Xuerong said.

Among them, she and Huang Lin are disciples of Jianzong, and the others will be separated soon.

"No, my wife will come later, just let him go."

After thinking about it, Huang Lin shook his head and refused.

The duration of the Grand Competition varies from year to year. This year, I don't know how long it will take. Even if it takes a long time, Wang Xuerong can't hold on.

"No, I want to stay with Sister Xue Rong."

The bear child lost his temper again.

Huang Lin got used to it, so he ignored him, and it would be fine after a while.

When they entered the outer door back then, they were probably a little restrained because they were not familiar with the place.

Only the little fat man and Ning Zhong would bear a little bit occasionally, but not to this point, let alone Wang Xuerong, who looked like a little quail.

While the few people were chatting, a group of elders climbed to the peak one after another.

The little fat man was called away by his master, Elder Xiong Qingshi, when Luan Qingrou came up and saw them, she moved over to encourage Fang Cheng and carried Fang Cheng away.

Ning Zhongze and Yue Buqun saw that the great elders of the two sects had arrived, greeted Huang Lin and the others, and then walked to another place. Huang Lin guessed that they probably joined the head couple.

"Come on, let's go too."

Huang Lin and Wang Xuerong walked to the place where the disciples of Jianzong gathered.

After finding Bai Bumo, seeing Shentu Buhong was also beside him, they said hello and waited for the competition to start together.

Because of the clothes, it was a compliment or something.

Several of them had experience on stage a few years ago and knew the difference, so they didn't plan to go up to be abused again in the short term.

They have heard the rumors this year, but they are familiar with Huang Lin and know his general strength, so they have no idea.

However, some people in Jianzong who were not familiar with Huang Lin occasionally came to see him. As for whether it was because of the clothes or the rumors, it is not known.

It's still the same old way as in previous years.

After all the elders arrived and took their seats, the head couple came late. When passing by Huang Lin, Ning Zhong quietly turned his head to look over and blinked, but Yue Buqun pulled his sleeves to be honest.

As always, the headmaster gave an opening speech, announcing the beginning of the contest.

There was a brief silence as usual before someone came on stage.

As always, the initial stage was nothing to watch.

Huang Lin was a little bored in the audience, seeing Bai Bumo and Shentu watching with relish.

I want to chat with Wang Xuerong, but I don't know what to talk about, so I can't talk about the professional clothing in the game in my previous life.

Turning their heads around to look at the senior brothers at the peak, they found that there was a young senior brother on the side of the air sect who had been aiming at this side from time to time.

After several repetitions, he was sure that the senior brother was peeping at him.

Huang Lin didn't realize it for a while, he thought that the senior brother was looking at his clothes, but then thought that he was in the crowd, it would be nice if he could see a head.

So she kept an eye out and whispered a few words into Wang Xuerong's ear, and she moved around and went nowhere.

The competition in the arena was still going on, Huang Lin didn't go up, he didn't know what he was waiting for.

"Junior Brother Huang, why are you looking for Brother Wei?"

Lou Bulan's voice came from the side.

"Trouble Senior Brother Lou for a trip, Junior Brother thank you in advance!"

Huang Lin thanked him first, and then whispered about the Qizong man.

"It looks familiar, but I can't name it. I'll ask other senior brothers later."

Lou Bulan didn't know that person either.

"Senior Brother Lou, I'm troublesome. I'm full of rumors now. I'm afraid someone will spread them on purpose. After I come to the stage, can Senior Brother Lou help me to keep an eye on him and see who he has come into contact with."

After reacting just now, he felt that the person might be related to the rumors, but he didn't know him, so he asked Wang Xuerong to invite Lou Bulan over.

Wang Xuerong is just a house girl, she can't help much, and Bai Bumo and Shentu don't know many people, so after deliberation, they chose Lou Bulan.

"Hmph, Mr. Lou has heard about this matter. It must have been done on purpose by the grandsons of the Qi Sect. Don't worry, junior brother. We are both disciples of the Sword Sect. Mr. Lou will definitely help with this matter. I will find some senior brothers to watch together later."

"In that case, junior brother will go to the front and wait first, and senior brother Laolou will be left to deal with other matters."

After Huang Lin came to the edge of the crowd, he waited for a while, and when Senior Brother Yijianzong was defeated and stepped down, he stepped over.

This movement immediately attracted a lot of attention.

A soaring ponytail is different from ordinary people.

Wearing "Pure Yang" looks like a Huashan school uniform, but it has a very different style.

Sword-browed and red-phoenix, there is a faint light flowing in the slightly closed eyes, coupled with thin lips, it looks even more plump and handsome.

"Senior Sister Luan, your kid is finally willing to come out."

In the stands, Yuan Qingming smiled and said to Luan Qingrou beside him.

"This kid is as virtuous as Buwen, and he is not willing to show off. If it weren't for the recent rumors, I'm afraid he would still stand behind us and be lazy."

Luan Qingrou smiled and shook her head.

"Senior Sister, let's get it wrong. Don't you see Lin's attire, he looks like someone who doesn't want to show off. The old man remembers the sword holding ceremony, which was made by this kid at the beginning."

"Bulin is still young, so it's good to have these ideas. I didn't look at the kid behind the head of the sect, and he still holds a fan."

Several elders on Jianzong's side looked at Huang Lin and talked and laughed.

Most of the elders of the air sect only felt that this attire was a bit weird, and they didn't say anything sarcastic.

Only the little fat man with a frowning face was dragged by the master to ask this and that, but he didn't know much about the clothes, so he could only vaguely explain.

"Jianzong, Huang Bulin, I have met my brother!"

Already preparing for a new appearance today, he didn't use the sword ceremony anymore, but just held the sword and made a fist.

"Qizong, Yu Buyong, met Junior Brother Huang!"

The senior fellow here also looked to be in his twenties. Seeing that Huang Lin had registered his name, he had a weird expression on his face.

"Please!"

"Please!"

After the two stood still, Yu Buyong drew his sword in his hand with a "choke", seeing Huang Lin with the sword in its scabbard making the move "Pine welcomes guests", he couldn't help but feel a little angry.

He has a good temper, suppressed his anger, and used the trick "Qingshan Yinyin" to make it come out.

After being courteous, the two exchanged a few tricks and touched each other's bottom.

Yu Buyong's confidence increased greatly. He had heard of Huang Lin's name in Qizong, especially after the rumors spread this year. It is full strength.After trying two tricks, he felt that the other party was not as good as himself.

Take it easy, you can go down and rest if you win this game!
Huang Lin has also figured out the reality of the other party, he might as well be Bai Bumo, who is probably just an ordinary disciple.

Seeing the opponent's long sword stabbing him, he took a side step easily, and lifted the scabbard to hold it.

The two played twenty strokes back and forth.

Huang Lin didn't even draw his sword, and Yu Buyong finally realized it. After hesitating for a while, he finally withdrew and put away his sword.

"Junior brother Huang is amazing, I admire you!"

"Brother Yu has accepted!"

Yu Bu bravely declared defeat.

When he stepped off the stage and passed by Huang Lin, his lips moved slightly.

"Brother, be more careful."

Huang Lin's eyes narrowed slightly, and he nodded slightly.

After Yu Buyong stepped down from the stage, Huang Lin walked towards the edge of the ring with his sword in hand.

Someone below wanted to come up, but when they saw Huang Lin's move, they stopped.

After standing still, Huang Lin glanced around.

Finally, he kept his eyes on the direction of the Qizong disciple, and raised his left hand holding the sword.

"The sword's name is Chihuang. It is three feet and six inches long, weighs six catties and eight taels. It is blown and broken. It was forged by a master craftsman in the palace with iron from meteorites from outside the sky!"

　The age of the Inner Gate Dabi has been changed to under 35 years old, and the previous text has been changed.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)