After no one challenged her for a long time, Xiang Yang was about to say one or two more harsh words and mobilized the warriors below to go to the ring to fight him, but he was invited by a servant dressed in green to get off the ring.

"Xiang Shaoxia's martial arts skills are excellent, and he has been recognized by our Master Lei. Now I will take you to Zhengzhuang for a rest and meet several other martial artists at the same time."

Following the servant, there was a slave leading the dark horse behind him. Xiang Yang looked at the scenery arrangements of the village while walking, and silently remembered it. He was prepared for any trouble, but he did not forget his main task.

At this time, the manor was similar to a modern farm farm. The wheat ears were endless along the way, and the planting of fruits and vegetables. There were huts along the way, and a reservoir was dug to water the crops.

I have to say that Xiang Yang was also a little moved. When he was old, he could buy a farm for his health. The scenery filled with natural atmosphere really made him linger.

Finally, Xiang Yang followed the servant to a clean courtyard, with stone bricks laid on the ground, red bricks newly built, elegantly arranged inside, and black horses were stocked in stables.

"This is where you will rest in the next few days. A few neighbors next to you, some other martial artists, walk thirty meters along the path. It is the residence of the owner's family. Except for teaching the young master martial arts, it is generally not allowed to enter."

The servant arranged Xiang Yang's tribute backpack and dark horse mount one by one, which showed his cleverness and ability, and saved Xiang Yang a lot of effort.

"By the way, I don't know what kind of people are the other martial artists? Should we teach Mr. Lei together or only one of them?"

Sitting in the clean and bright house, touching the big bed made of Huanghuali, and the velvet quilt on his hands was smooth, Xiang Yang deeply felt the heroic spirit of Leijiazhuang, and even had the idea of ​​working here for two years.

"It should be taught together. For example, if you are good at leg skills, you will teach the basic skills of leg skills. Of course, martial artists do not admit defeat, so there must be a ranking, such as Master Two.

The owner of the manor also said before that it is no problem to support several martial artists in terms of silver. However, there is only one wild ginseng in a century, and it can only be given to the one with the highest martial arts skills. Therefore, several martial artists are bound to fight, unless they voluntarily give up fighting for ginseng."

Xiang Yang thought about it and taught martial arts. In fact, a martial artist is enough. After all, he is a child. Choosing a good direction and moving towards this direction is the best choice.

Moreover, if you are greedy and you can't eat too much, you must know that not everyone is like him. If you have a word or a book of heaven, you can use the rewards of missions and the supernatural powers of heaven to improve the level of martial arts you have learned.

Then Xiang Yang asked the servant about the specific information about these martial artists, but the servant smiled and perfunctorily passed by. After he settled down, he walked out of the yard with Yan Lingdao, closed the door, and walked towards the place where the Lei family lived.

In a lobby, there were two seats in the upper front seat, but there were four people sitting below, and there were five people who had just sat down.

The first person sitting on the left was an old man with wrinkles on his face. He was wearing a tobacco pipe and dressed up as an old farmer. His internal strength was extremely strong. At least Xiang Yang could not see the specific depth, so he made a big alarm.

Sitting in the second place was a man with a thorny muscle in his forties. He looked ugly, had naked upper body, dark gray skin, and rough horn texture. He should have practiced some kind of horizontal practice. Of course, he also had internal strength in his body, which also made Xiang Yang alert.

The first person on the right is actually a woman, in her thirties or forties, with an ordinary face and a little charm to the fine lines at the corners of her eyes. A long sword on her hand is delicate in shape, and her palms are smooth and white, which makes Xiang Yang unable to see the depth.

Finally, there was a young man wearing patched clothes and looked shabby, but his eyebrows and eyes were pure, giving people a very comfortable feeling and trustworthy.

He has thick hands and should be good at martial arts. He just doesn’t know whether to practice boxing, palms, or claw skills.

"How is it possible for many powerful people, these people's martial arts level at least not below me?"

Xiang Yang has always thought that he has made rapid progress and his martial arts are quite good. He has come into contact with people except the Shenguan Sect who cannot judge them by common sense. There are very few people who are comparable to his martial arts, but today I will see four directly.

"Hey, my friend seems to have practiced authentic Taoist qigong. He has such cultivation at such a young age. I wonder which master comes from?"

When the old man who was smoking saw Xiang Yang, his eyes moved, he snatched the cigarette pouch, stared at the boy with bright eyes, his eyes full of friendship, and even respect.

When the other three people heard the old man's question, they also looked at Xiang Yang. In Xiang Yang's eyes, they were all good enemies, but they were strong enemies. In the eyes of the three people, Xiang Yang was also a young man with extraordinary spirit.

Especially when I heard the old man say that Xiang Yang was from a Taoist master, he unconsciously became more solemn. Taoist inaction, but many masters emerged and have always competed with Buddhism. He is a top sect.

"Senior is polite. In Xia Xiangyang, I am just an ordinary farmer in Anyuan County. I am valued by my mentor and taken over to my subordinates for three months. After that, my whereabouts became a mystery. I don't know the name of my master."

However, several people were not surprised. Buddhism opened a convenient door, regardless of the qualifications of the roots and bones, and it was very powerful to accommodate people from all directions.

Taoism emphasizes fate and qualifications more, and deeds like Xiang Yang are not uncommon.

Today, the leader of the Qingwei Sect in Yongzhou is only a flute-playing shepherd boy. When she was grazing cattle in the mountains, she met the Qingwei Sect in the world and was able to inherit martial arts.

I have been in the martial arts world for twenty years and I don’t know the origin of my master until I was once again met by chance, and I was included in the genealogy of the Qing Weizong. Finally, I passed on the Qing Weizong and became a sect leader.

Moreover, Xiang Yang was able to achieve his current achievements only after three months of training by that master. There is no need to say much about the martial arts of that master of Taoism.

Thinking of this, the four people present looked at Xiang Yang with envy and jealousy, but they can only be said to be personal fate. Although they have a fight with Xiang Yang now, if there is another three or five or seven years, they may be the difference between heaven and earth.

After several people deliberately chatted, Xiang Yang also responded politely and learned about the identities of several people.

The old man who smoked was Wu Dayandao, a native of Hexi Prefecture. When he was middle-aged, he came to Qingjiang Prefecture to make a living. He also inherited Taoism with Qingpine Qigong. Unfortunately, it was just a broken chapter, and it was lost in essence and lacked the method of prolonging life.

His purpose in Leijiazhuang was the century-old wild ginseng.

The big Han man with his upper body naked is named Hou Shun. He is a native of Qingjiang Prefecture. His family has passed down a secret rock horizontal practice from generation to generation. He is invulnerable to swords and guns and is extremely strong.

The female swordsman is named Min Zhuang, with a very masculine name, but the origin of the swordsmanship is the most present. He is a lay disciple of Baique Temple outside Qingjiang Prefecture. The flying bird's sword technique can limit the flying birds from a distance without hurting them at all, which is extremely powerful.

The last young man was named Duan Chen, who was a disciple of the Plum Blossom Fist Pavilion in Qingjiang Prefecture, and was proficient in Plum Blossom Fist.
Chapter completed!