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Chapter 25 The White Stele (Part 2)

Lu Jiuge said with a pity: "If this is the case, the better the boy performs, the greater the blow he may be in the end. I don't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing."

The three of them stopped talking and watched someone walk towards Li Mengzhou. The stopping position was exactly the same as the stone tablet, which was very clever.

He bowed slightly to Li Mengzhou and said in a clear voice: "Next Zhou Luo, a Jinzhou person, I wonder what is wrong with my brother's move?"

Zhou Luo is a very smart person, so he naturally discovered that something was wrong with Li Mengzhou at this time, and soon thought of a lot.

Li Mengzhou looked up at him, but did not answer immediately, as if he was thinking about something.

Such rude behavior annoyed the white-robed boy who had always had a good relationship with Zhou Luo. He stood up and sneered and said, "Even if there are no harsh rules in Ligong Sword Court, people who come to worship the mountain will not care about their identity and origin. But individuals must be self-aware. Do you really think that anyone can enter Ligong?"

Faced with the deliberate targeting of the young man in the white robe, the candidates around him didn't say anything. Originally, they didn't care about their affairs. Many of them didn't like the young man in the white robe, and they were too lazy to care about his affairs. They just sympathized with Li Mengzhou who was targeted by the young man in the white robe.

Even Zhou Luo just frowned. He was also a little displeased with Li Mengzhou's disregard for his disregard, so naturally there was no reason to stop the young man in white robe.

Li Mengzhou still didn't say anything, but just looked at the boy in the white robe. The boy was about the same age as him, and might even be smaller than him, thin, but he stood very straight, and the brocade robe he wore also looked very expensive. At least in Li Mengzhou's perception, it should be much more expensive than his most expensive clothes worth eight taels of silver.

This is not that Li Mengzhou's focus is only on silver, but that he found that apart from this luxurious outfit, the young man in white robe had nothing worthy of his attention.

Perhaps because of the different experiences and the different worlds I see, such as the 16 or 17-year-old boys who were the same age as him, were just children.

Of course, there is no reason for adults to care too much about a child.

So Li Mengzhou just set his eyes on the boy in white robe for a long time, and then just looked at him calmly without saying a word.

Zhou Luo seemed to have not expected that Li Mengzhou would still be so calm in the face of provocation. He frowned, feeling that the situation was a little embarrassed at this moment, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.

......

There are several white clouds on the Ligong Mountain Gate.

In the canyon under one of the white clouds, Senior Brother Ning narrowed his eyes, chuckled with interest, and said, "Junior Sister Lu, how do you view this situation?"

Lu Jiuge put his slender fingers on his chin, tapped him gently, and smiled: "If you don't look at the qualifications of practicing, Li Mengzhou is indeed much cuter than Xin Ming."

Senior Brother Ning was a little surprised and stared at Lu Jiuge in a daze, saying, "Junior Sister Lu said he is cute?"

This sentence seemed to make Nan Sheng even more unhappy. He grabbed the senior sister's sleeve and pouted and said, "Senior sister didn't sleep well today. Why do you think that person is cute? Let's go back and wash your eyes."

Lu Jiuge looked at Nan Sheng helplessly and said, "This is just an adjective I said casually. It has no meaning. It is because Li Mengzhou's reaction is much more pleasing than Xin Ming's provocation. Mount Tai collapsed before him and remained calm. In the face of unfair and deliberate provocation, he did not have any joy or anger. Just in his mood, Li Mengzhou was much better than Xin Ming."

Senior Brother Ning nodded thoughtfully and said in agreement: "Although this is a great advantage, if you want to worship Li Palace, you naturally want to become a sword cultivator. When facing provocation, the sword cultivator never calms down or is silent. If he does not fight back, it will not conform to the concept of Li Palace."

Lu Jiuge smiled slightly and said, "Maybe this is just a brief calm before the storm. The sword cultivator is better off than bends and will revenge with all his grudges. It is not that he is reckless and has no brains. We might as well look forward to what will happen next."

Senior Brother Ning raised his eyebrows slightly, but the expression on his face did not change much.

He had known that such a thing would happen, and this was also one of the questions he had been admitted to the palace, which was to make these candidates have conflicts and then look at their way of solving the problem.

Lu Jiuge looked at the white clouds rolling in the distance, hesitated for a moment, and looked at Senior Brother Ning and said, "We have been to Ligong for some time, but we have never seen Senior Brother Ye. Now the Ligong Mountain Gate has opened to recruit disciples, so why don't Senior Brother Ye show up?"

Senior Brother Ning sighed and said, "Junior Brother Ye is like this. He has been in the palace for a long time. His cultivation qualifications are pretty good. Unfortunately, he is not here. Otherwise, with his qualifications, he should be able to touch the threshold of the four realms.

The teacher never interferes with the choice of disciples, so no one can tell when Junior Brother Ye will appear in the capital. Moreover, in the late autumn season, there was a big chaos in the Ye clan in Fengjiang. Junior Brother Ye may not be in a good mood. When he sees it, he may return to the Li Palace."

Lu Jiuge showed sorrow on his face. She also heard about the incident that happened in the Fengjiang Ye clan in late autumn. She naturally knew that it would take a long time for that person to get out of his heart's sorrow.

Nan Sheng felt a little uncomfortable when she looked at her senior sister's sad look. She recalled what happened outside Ninglu City and followed the news in Fengjiang. She didn't know what to think.

The topic suddenly seemed to become heavy. The three of them stopped talking and looked silently at the group of young girls on the mountain road below.

There were many people standing in front of the stone tablet, but more people were watching coldly.

He Zhengrong leaned against a big tree, his tender face had no expression on his face, staring at the deadlock, and his lips showed contempt.

Zheng Qian appeared next to Shen Jiyue with a folding fan and said with interest: "If they have a conflict and accidentally injured or killed a person, the number of places they will be admitted to the palace will be less. For us, it is not a bad thing."

Shen Jiyue frowned with beautiful eyebrows and said, "Most of the people present may not be able to enter the palace. If you have this idea, it only shows that you are not confident. If you have strong strength, why should you be afraid of more or fewer people fighting for the quota?"

Zheng Qian looked at Shen Jiyue with a smile and said, "Among the people here, the one I care about the most is Miss Shen. It is difficult for me to be confident in front of Miss Shen. I don't think this is an embarrassing thing. It's just that I think that those who are destined to be unable to enter the palace are just a waste of my time here. Isn't it a good thing that they were eliminated soon?"

Shen Jiyue seemed not very interested in Zheng Qian, so she did not take him back. Zheng Qian did not find it boring, and he still looked at Shen Jiyue.

At this time, the face of the white-robed boy Xin Ming became stiffer and stiffer. He looked at Li Mengzhou angrily and shouted: "I am talking to you, are you mute?"

Li Mengzhou took out his ears and felt a little noisy. He subconsciously reached his hand behind him, and suddenly remembered that he did not carry a sword or a Park Knife.

Looking at Li Mengzhou's actions, Xin Ming thought it was a provocation. He said sarcastically: "Why, do you want to fight me? Don't blame me for not reminding you that I entered the visualization stage at the age of eleven. If nothing unexpected happens, it will be a matter of time before I get admitted to the palace. I may even be called to death like you, and I can easily knock you down."

Li Mengzhou thoughtfully, looked at Xin Ming with a little meaning, and said calmly: "I entered the visualization at the age of eleven, and now I am sixteen. The geniuses of cultivation recorded in history are not everywhere. Don't think too much. Maybe you won't go to Amaterasu, but will go home obediently."

A young master like Xin Ming who grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth naturally cannot tolerate the sarcasm of others. To be more precise, most people like this are very childish. Although he is already in a naive age, he will become even more childish without ever suffering setbacks.

Xin Ming was indeed easily angered by Li Mengzhou. If Zhou Luo had not reached out to stop him, Xin Ming would have been unable to help but wave his fist and hit Li Mengzhou in the face.

Li Mengzhou did not go to see Xin Ming at all, but stared at Zhou Luo, looking very sorry, and shook his head.
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