Wen Ping just smoothed out the two corners of the notice. He didn't expect that the scene would become like this. He was helpless.
He just wanted to come down and put up a notice this time.
"Get up, if you really want to apologize, help me put these notices on other streets, and make sure they are in a conspicuous place."
"Thank you for your forgiveness. I'll go right away."
Xiao Er, who had been scared white, stood up quickly, took the notice from Wen Ping and ran away. Maybe it's the fear of Wen Ping's going back, or it's the fear of staying here again.
Fat boss see small two far back, also didn't say much, as long as this matter won't affect fish, he just don't care so much. But when he wanted to compliment Wen Ping, his eyes caught a glimpse of the notice on the wall.
I don't know. I'm scared.
Talk about martial arts!
Seeing these three words, he immediately remembered those three days more than ten years ago. At that time, he was only in his twenties, and he also dreamed of practicing, but without the guidance of a teacher, he was not qualified to join the sect.
At that time, the martial arts club almost drove him crazy, because the shortcut to realize his dream was just ahead of him, and because there were too many people, he couldn't squeeze those monks who practiced double or even triple.
In the end, he still did not get the guidance of immortal ancestors, so he did not have the opportunity to enter the path of cultivation, so he chose to inherit his father's restaurant.
Now seeing the three words of the martial arts conference, he suddenly felt a thump in his heart. Looking at Wen Ping, he was surprised and asked, "master Wen, do you really want to reopen the martial arts conference?"
"Of course."
The fat boss immediately saw a wisp of surprise in the corner of his mouth, and then began to read the notice word by word, "in five days, it will be held at the foot of Yunlan mountain. If you want to practice, you can go..."
"Five days later!" After reading the notice and indulging in his spiritual world for a while, the fat boss immediately exclaimed, and then looked back at Wen Ping again, "master Wen, you are a good man!"
"Good man?"
Wen Ping laughs at himself. He doesn't know whether he counts or not.
The fat boss immediately said, "master Wen is certainly a good man if he can reopen the martial arts conference. Just like your father, he did the same for the people of Cangwu city. Apart from the immortal sect, there should be no other sect that has ever done such a thing. "
Wen Ping said: "I understand. After stepping on the road of practice, everyone feels that they don't have enough time. Few people are willing to waste their time on others. By the way, I don't know what to call it? "
Luo Yi didn't expect that Wen Ping would ask his name, so he quickly replied, "the surname is Luo Mingyi
Wen Ping nodded and said, "Luo Yi, well, I remember. By the way, remember to help me publicize the martial arts association. The more people you know, the better. "
"Nature, nature."
Luo Yi is duty bound and nods frequently when he gets the job given by Wen Ping, and it's for the sake of teaching the martial arts association.
"As long as the younger brother of the martial arts school nearby nods, he will say again. After all, it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to talk about martial arts. No one will say they don't want to go. "
Wen Ping answered, "well, it's up to you."
Luo Yi gave a hum.
However, the thoughts in my mind have not known where to fly, maybe I have stood outside my brother's martial arts school, maybe I have been shouting in the street. After standing awkwardly for a while, he murmured to himself, "after so many years, Cangwu city is blessed with the guidance of the body refining monks again."
Looking at Luo Yi, who has been so happy that he has forgotten himself, Wen Ping is also very happy. He didn't expect that this method of teaching wuhui would be so successful. If the publicity is in place, I'm afraid there's no need to use baizonglian as a breakthrough.
Of course, the premise is that he has enough people.
Today, there are only two people who can speak martial arts in immortal sect that day, he and yunliao. They are too busy to publicize.
After saying goodbye to Luo Yi, Wen Ping has turned back along the way he came.
But Wen Ping didn't know that as soon as he left, the people around him were gradually attracted by the fat boss's words and came back like ants moving. Looking at the notice, I was surprised and happy. Some people even jumped up with joy.
"Immortal sect has reopened the martial arts conference."
"For more than ten years, the martial arts association has been reopened."
"I have to tell my son that it's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He has been practicing in that martial arts school for several years, but he is not as good as the sect friars
"I'll tell my son, too."
……
For a moment, the whole Qingshui Street fell into a sea of joy.
When Wen Ping just walked to the foot of Yunlan mountain, the number suddenly appeared in front of him made him happy - 1552100000. Just after the notice was posted, his kung fu increased by 500 people.
"It seems that the martial arts meeting is right."
……
When Wen Ping went up the mountain, three people came out of the alley at the foot of the mountain, headed by Han Yu, who was wearing a green shirt. Beside him, there were two middle-aged men with Chinese characters and faces. Their faces were coarse, and their expressions were a little grim.Han Yu leaned against the wall, glanced at Qingshui street and said coldly, "I thought that the hundred schools alliance in Cangwu city could have some backbone, which really let me down. For three days, nothing happened. Originally, I wanted to let immortal clan show something by their hands. I didn't expect these guys to be so timid. "
A middle-aged man beside him spat and said, "second uncle, they must be waiting for Mo Yue to go to the yellow spring. The plan of borrowing their hands is definitely not feasible. What should we do now, squatting here? "
Han Zhiyu shook his head and said, "the little Lord is already taking the golden leaves. We don't have much time left. Today we will go up the mountain directly."
As soon as they heard the word "going up the mountain", they quickly said, "but the young master said that he just asked us to find out the details of immortal sect, and he didn't want us to do it. Moreover, when Li Kongshan was dying, he said that the patriarch's strength was so strong that he couldn't even stop a move, and behind that... "
Before they finished speaking, Han Yu interrupted, and immediately swept over with cold eyes, "even if he really stands behind tongxuan, I'm not afraid. Who is not tongxuan?"
"Second uncle, have you broken through?"
"Second uncle, you..."
They exclaimed with a look of joy on their faces.
Han Yu smiles coldly, with a slight disdain on his face, especially when his eyes fall in front of the sword tablet. "If you can find out that the person behind the immortal sect is tongxuan realm, it's just right. You don't need to trouble the young master to bring someone to take the muliusha. We can take the muliusha back directly. The young master will be very happy when he knows."
"If not?"
"No Then I don't have to do it. You two can kill each other directly. Anyone who dares to kill Jijing mountain will have to pay some blood. " After a ferocious smile, Han Zhiyu pointed to the thousand layer stone steps and said, "you two go directly from here and kill people when you meet them, until you force them out."
"Yes
"Yes
They answered at the same time, a wisp of evil smile appeared on their faces, stretched out their bright red tongue, licked their white lips, and said with one voice, "I haven't killed anyone in a month. It's really suffocating me."
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