Gongsun Lie was surprised and asked: "San Tong, do you know this little friend Ling?"
The corners of Xu Santong's lips curled up, and he cupped his hands and said, "Return to Master, I know him. This person once appeared when hunting dragons. If he were to worship Qingfeng Temple from then on, it would only take less than two years."
Hearing that Ling Xiao had only been a member of Qingfeng Temple for less than two years, everyone present was stunned and looked at this silent young man again.
The art of talismans has a long history. What can you learn in two years?
A cold snort came from the scene.
Lao Yu glanced sideways at Xuan Jizi and said solemnly: "Taoist Master Xuanji, you sent a guy out who doesn't know anything. Could it be that you look down on my Lao family's talismans?"
"I would like to advise you, while you still have a chance, call out Ma Ying under your sect as soon as possible. Otherwise, the loss will be too ugly. Wouldn't Qingfeng Guan's thousand-year reputation be ruined at the hands of such a person?"
Lao Yu's tone was solemn, and he seemed to be giving a kind reminder, but in fact he had his own plans.
He just wanted to defeat the strongest Qingfengguan and not let Xuanjizi have any excuse after his failure!
Xuanjizi smiled slightly and was about to say something, but Ling Xiao spoke first.
"Mr. Lao is very good at joking. In the competition, we must be evenly matched to gain something. If my senior brother comes on the stage and wins after a few shakes, he will gain nothing at all. Isn't it a waste of time?"
As soon as these words came out, the space suddenly became silent.
Lao Yu said solemnly: "You brat, what do you mean?!"
Bai Xiang quickly explained: "I understand! He said that your disciple is incompetent and not worthy of Ma Ying's action."
Want you to say?
Lao Yu clenched his fists loudly, wishing to slap the white elephant, but he never dared to do so. He could only stand up and glare at Xuanjizi, "Xuanjizi, your disciple insulted me too much. This is Qingfeng Temple." Upbringing?"
Ling Xiao said from the side: "I'm still a beginner, and my master hasn't taught me much yet. Did what I just said offend Mr. Lao? Then I apologize."
After saying that, he bowed deeply to Lao Yu, very sincerely.
Lao Yu's lungs barely escaped from exploding. His huge body trembled and he was choked in place for a while.
"That boy, you just bow when you bow. Why are you bowing three times to my master? Do you think he is dead?" A man jumped out with a gloomy face and yelled angrily with his halberd pointed at him.
"Are you offended again? I'm rude and I apologize!"
Ling Xiao slapped his forehead, suddenly enlightened, and then began to bow three times to the man.
After bowing, he turned to Xu Santong again, his eyes rolled, and when he saw that he was about to bend down again, Xuanjizi finally couldn't stand it anymore, and with a livid face, he stopped this funny scene.
"Ling Xiao, please stop being rude!"
"Yes, Master!"
Ling Xiao quickly stood up to attention and returned to his dull and shy image.
However, at this moment, there was something wrong with the way everyone looked at him.
On the surface, this guy has a tough head, but in reality he is too sinister!
The Qingfengguan Taoist priests present all had serious expressions.
Ling Xiao's interference was really embarrassing.
But it’s kind of cool.
However, everyone has been practicing Taoism for many years, and they know very well that they must not laugh out loud at this moment, otherwise Qingfengguan's reputation for thousands of years will be really ruined in their hands.
Xuanjizi took a deep breath, and after a moment, he said in a deep voice: "Although this disciple of Pindao is new to the field, he is not weak in talismans and Taoism. Donor Lao, don't worry about the quality of this competition. He will definitely do his best."
Veins twitched in the corners of Lao Yu's eyes.
It’s not over, right?
Who the hell cares about the quality of the sparring session?
I want to trample your Qingfengguan under my feet!
"Master, this person has insulted our sect too much, and the disciples cannot bear it. In the first battle, An Lu invites you to fight!" Lao Yu, the disciple who was bowed three times just now, said loudly.
Lao Yu looked at Gongsun Lie.
Gongsun Lie waved his hand with a smile, "The auspicious time has come, let's begin! Will the disciples of both sides start this first battle?"
"Can."
"good."
Xuanjizi and Lao Yu both had no objections and were obviously full of confidence in their disciples.
An Lu floated up to the ring in one breath, stepped on the magic weapon, looked down at Ling Xiao, and said solemnly: "Ling, get up here!"
It’s about to begin!
The hustle and bustle in the square suddenly calmed down. Countless eyes fell on An Lu, some nervous, some excited, some worried...
Ling Xiao's eyes suddenly burst into light. He raised his head slightly and looked at An Lu on the stage, his expression neither sad nor happy.
He slowly walked towards the ring, his steps as steady as a Yuan Ting Yue Zhi.
The foundation-building monks exchanged glances with each other and nodded secretly.
Ignoring the scene where Ling Xiao was playing tricks just now, I have to say that this kid's calm state of mind is indeed a bit like a Taoist master.
"It seems interesting."
Yang Zhenren said with a smile, and he took out a big piece of beef leg from somewhere and gnawed it one bite at a time.
When Ling Xiao slowly came to the ring and stood opposite An Lu, his calm aura suddenly disappeared without a trace, his eyes rolled around, and he was about to bend down and bow again.
"Ling Xiao!"
In the audience, Xuanjizi quickly stopped this embarrassing thing and said, "Do your best!"
Ling Xiao just gave up and nodded, grinning, showing his big white teeth.
Whoosh!
A figure flickered out and appeared between Ling Xiao and An Lu. It was the Yang Zhenren who was chewing on the beef leg.
"This talisman competition includes two categories: talisman making and fighting. I will be the referee for the entire process! Then, let's start with talisman making!"
Yang Zhenren shook his robe sleeves, and two sets of talisman-making tools fell onto the stage.
"To make twenty first-level advanced talismans, you are only allowed to use the tools provided by Sheep. Whoever makes the talisman with a higher success rate will win this game!"
"Let's get started!"
Yang Zhenren waved his hand and said.
Ling Xiao and An Lu sat cross-legged on the ground at the same time, each looking at the talisman-making tools in front of them.
This includes twenty blank talisman papers, a small bottle of blood ink, and a talisman pen.
Not only the two of them, but the entire audience's attention also fell on these two sets of tools and materials.
The crowd stirred slightly.
Among the people watching the battle, there were many casual cultivators who had experience in making talismans. They immediately discovered that these two sets of tools and materials were the most common commercial products and had no effect on the success rate of making talismans.
This shocked them.
Generally speaking, the success rates claimed by symbol makers are measured using the most sophisticated materials and tools. Once they are replaced with ordinary materials and tools like the ones in front of them, the success rate is bound to plummet.
Such fair treatment can show the true gap in the level of talisman making between the two parties.
Almost at the same time, Ling Xiao and An Lu moved.
Spread the paper, hold the pen, and dip in ink!
The competition begins!
"One is at the seventh level of Qi refining and the other is at the eighth level. There is a big gap! Can he do it?" Not far away, Zhao Bingyan stood on tiptoe and looked at the arena.
She doesn't know how to make talismans, so she can only judge the strength from the cultivation levels of both parties.
"Xiao Qi, didn't you say he was going to help? Why did he help?" She looked at Hu Qi again.
Hu Qi laughed twice, how to answer?
Hu Taoer pursed her lips tightly, her eyes fixed on Ling Xiao without blinking, and she looked nervous.
"It's okay even if he loses. He has the secret anyway!" Xiao Pingsheng shrugged, but his expression was not relaxed, but rather sinister.
Since Ling Xiao can represent Qingfengguan, it means that he must be recognized by Xuan Jizi.
This made Xiao Pingsheng feel a little frustrated!
He always thought that Ling Xiao was a casual cultivator with no background, but now it seems that this person is backed by Qingfeng Guan, and his background is really not easy to mess with!
At least for him as a little "prince".
The royal princess sounds very grand, but in fact, the royal family is at best an alternative "immortal sect" within the jurisdiction of Zifengtai.
A princess like him is like a branch of the Immortal Sect, and his status is no higher than that of Qingfeng Guan!
