Chapter 646: Walking forward
"Ancient God? I don't know much about education, don't lie to me!" The smelly beggar was startled. This young boy is called an ancient god...it shouldn't be right.
"Of course it's not the real ancient god, it's just a certain type of technique that cultivates the physical power of the ancient god. I can see with my own eyes that this kid has learned something."
"Everything I have learned has such a momentum. If you have mastered this technique, you still can't become a deity."
The smelly beggar said with a wink.
The old master patted him on the shoulder: "Is there any weakness in using the skills of the ancient gods? Congratulations on getting a good disciple."
The smelly beggar said angrily: "Who said he is my apprentice? What about the apprenticeship ceremony and Shuxiu?"
"Ouch, after that, when you go out, you must not go around saying that you are this kid's teacher."
The smelly beggar said angrily: "What is it? What is my identity, and what is his identity? I am a mighty Heavenly Lord..."
"You have been wandering for half your life and finally accepted an apprentice. Stop pretending. Your eyes are narrowed to a slit every day." The old master smiled and said: "You taught your apprentice the essence of the broken jade of Kowloon without leaving any room... Aren’t you afraid that you will teach your disciples to starve their master to death?”
"Hehe, old master, you have read a lot, but you are not as good at reading people as I am, a person who lives among fish and dragons. This boy is a person who values affection and justice. If you teach him how to fish, he will be rewarded in the future.
I have been wandering for half my life, fighting and killing. Such good karma and kindness should be tied together. "
"What kind of good karma? It's obvious that I just want to see a bright future..."
The smelly beggar glanced at him: "Aren't you?"
The old master smiled and said: "Not entirely, in short, it is not as dedicated as a teacher like you."
"Hahaha, literati are mean and unfeeling. They have always been like this."
"Well, I can't beat you to death in a drinking contest today!"
"Let's go drink!"
The two old men didn't care about You Chuiyun reviewing the game here, and came to the depths. Then the two old men shouted in shock: "What happened to this dragon?"
The two Tianzuns were shocked and angry. The dragon lay there motionless, as if dead, but not dead at the same time. Its breathing was rising and falling. How could it be possible to give them dragon wine?
Yu Chuiyun transformed into an ancient god and replied with a smile: "It was subdued by me, and its destiny consciousness is in my command spell."
"What?"
The smelly beggar said in shock: "Did you really conquer him?"
The old master also laughed dumbly - these ten thousand years they have been down there have been in vain.
As he spoke, a small golden dragon came out of his forearm, wrapped around his neck quite intimately, and finally lay down on top of his head, looking at the chess game in front of him in a daze. Silly Dragon's brain was broken, so he watched the chess game for so long without any reaction. He was actually better than Tianzun.
You Chuiyun was not only reviewing the game, but the chess game he was playing seemed to suddenly expand, with vertical and horizontal nets covering the entire Suolongjing.
Every time the chess piece falls, it is a great battle. The chess intention is overwhelming and invincible. For a moment, it seems that there is a figure sitting opposite. He looks like a god, like a holy master, but also like Yu Chui. Cloud himself.
You Chuiyun finally understood this profound chess game. While entering concentration, he was also entering the Tao.
The phantom of the ancient god behind him seemed to be sitting cross-legged in the air, and the god's words were gradually condensing the power of the ancient god.
The smelly beggar and the old master appeared next to him again, but this time, their faces were solemn.
"He is reshaping his body. Such feats of creation are breathtaking." All the old masters admired him.
"How to describe it."
The stinky beggar put away his careless look, looked up to the sky, took a long breath, and said four words seriously.
"The Chosen One."
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The Dragon Ball has been going on for a year, and the capital has also been bustling for a year. The Dragon Ball can promote economic and cultural exchanges between various places, and it can be said to be a grand event among grand events.
Finally, it’s time to decide the winner!
It was Nan who reached the finals and entered the top ten.
Tianmen hears the bamboo smile, Shan Chun, Nangong Shenxiao, Qitian.
Huang Huaqing from Tianxia School, Feng Conglong entered the list
The Sons and Saints of the Yin-Yang Sect of the Sun and Moon God, after some activities, they still participated in the Dragon Ranking and entered the top ten.
Buddhist disciple of Landuo Temple, and You Chuiyun, a young sect member of the New Yinxiao Sect.
There are also some leftovers, such as Wudang Wang Helou, who met the young man from Xiaotianting midway, and both of them were injured and retired from the competition.
So in the end, Nantianmen actually occupied four spots on the top ten list. Everyone was shocked when they saw the top ten on the Dragon List.
"How come this generation of Nantianmen has produced so many elites? Is it God's favor?"
"I'm telling you the same thing. It seems that the next fifty or one hundred years will be decided by Nantianmen."
"I wonder if it will arouse the jealousy of the current court. Is it another powerful Yinxiao Sect?"
"I'm afraid not. Today's saints are extremely wise. Look, the Yin Xiao Sect has been restored by the Yin Xiao Sect."
"Haha, since the Yinxiao Sect's ten thousand-year foundation has been destroyed once, it is impossible to recover so easily."
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This scene attracted the attention of thousands of people, because it turned out that it was the people of Nantianmen who started an internal strife, and Wen Renzhuxiao and Shan Chun were drawn into the fateful duel!
Everyone was surprised by Shenghuo's decision, and were extremely excited. What could be better than beating one's own blood to death?
It is still unclear whether these two people will strategically give up one of them to preserve their strength...
There have long been rumors in the market that Shan Chun, the young sect master, will not succeed Nantianmen and become the headmaster, but the senior sister Wenren Zhuxiao will be better and will become the real headmaster.
Both of them are top talents, and naturally they have a large number of fans to quarrel with each other. There are different opinions. Some even say that the two will take charge of the future Nantianmen together.
But people basically agree that the future headmaster of Nantianmen will choose one of them. As for the remaining Nangong Shenxiao, Qi Tian and others are far behind.
As for Bai Qicai, this person seems to have been excluded from the discussion. After all, his cultivation was abolished in front of everyone. There is no way in this world to reunite the Jindan Yuanshen. If he practices again, his cultivation will be like a skeleton and will be smashed to pieces. After that, it was difficult to recover as before.
On this day, thousands of people came together to watch the excitement. Even the foot of Tianwang Mountain was full of people. They could only see the thunder and lightning on the top of the mountain and hear the roaring sound.
But there are also people who convey the scene, such as storytellers and painters, who will relay real-time battle reports, making the crowd fascinated. The painters painted the battle scenes, in which the men are dashing and the women are unparalleled in beauty, falling in love and killing each other. It also makes people excited.
This battle lasted for a long time. It lasted all day and all night. People's eyes were red before they heard the result.
Repeat the same mistakes.
Both sides suffered losses, and Wenren Zhuxiao won miserably, but he had absolutely no energy left to participate in the next battle. Perhaps it is true as half of what people have guessed, the ranking on the dragon list is not important, what is important is the ownership of the future leader. Who said that Wenren Zhuxiao is dedicated to the Tao and does not care about the number of wins and losses?
The battle for the top ten is particularly fierce, because this generation seems to be full of talents, which is unprecedented in previous generations.
The next few days.
A few people were fighting in a melee, and there was no time to breathe. It was impossible to be slightly injured. No matter how serious the injury was, they could only recover in one night. It not only tested everyone's cultivation, but also their willpower.
Fight till the end.
Only You Chuiyun, Huang Huaqing, Qi Tian, and Yang Shengzi were left.
The final game of the Holy Fire.
It was You Chuiyun fighting against Huang Huaqing, Qi Tian fighting against Yang Shengzi.
Look at the names spitting out from the flames.
"I'm curious."
Qitian stood beside the handsome young master, but strangely, Qitian looked energetic, as if he had never been in a fierce battle, but it was clear that he was seriously injured when he subdued Yang Shengzi yesterday.
The handsome young master was also very surprised as to why this younger brother looked so unscathed. Although there was a scar on his face, it was still hidden.
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"Why do you feel like you can play another year?"
"Everyone has different skills. I can heal my wounds quickly. Is there anything strange about it?"
It turns out that Qi Tian was the emperor back then, and he could still use the Shenlong Kung Fu to attract the blessings of the capital formation. In this way, he could heal himself quickly, just like a cheating method.
"I would like to ask you, how did you impersonate yourself so that even the Holy Fire recognized your name, Yubukiyun?"
"Because my real name is Yubukiyun now, and everyone who knows me in this world calls me Yubukiyun, so I really am."
Qi Tian nodded: "I understand, the important thing is not you, the name is just a code name. You can be You Chuiyun, I can also be You Chuiyun, it just depends on what people believe."
At this time, the Holy Fire spit out his name, but this time, the two of them froze.
"It seems that this holy fire is also very nosy, and actually likes to watch brothers fight——"
It turns out that the name the Holy Fire spit out for the next battle is Yu Chuiyun and Qi Tian.
No matter whether these two brothers are real or fake, they will always fight.
People have turned their attention to these two famous brothers, the Youchui Yunyou Young Sect, who are now hailed as the hope for the Yinxiao Sect to rise again. It is said that they only started practicing five years ago, and now they have reached the top.
Not to mention Qitian, he was Jindan seven or eight years ago. He participated in the Dragon Ranking and just entered the hundredth place.
Now that the two brothers are fighting, it will naturally be interesting. If they fight tomorrow, I don’t know who will win and who will lose.
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Bai Qicai woke up on Bai Lu's back.
"Where are we...going?"
The white color is like a flower that has been rotted and turned yellow by the autumn wind, and the sickly color on the cheek seems to indicate that this person is not going to die soon.
"See a doctor. Sister, hold on."
"I'm fine...let me down."
"Ah, sister? Don't move."
"We're not going to... the medical center... to Suolongjing."
"Longjing Lock? Sister, haven't we been there before? It's a dry well. It might be some kind of space technique. The silly boy is not in it at all!"
"Bai Lu, please, take me there."
Bai Lu gritted her teeth, put Bai Qicai down, took out a few golden elixirs from her arms and gave them to Bai Qicai, and then the two of them came to Suolongjing.
This locked dragon well is located in the center of Jingshi Street. It is no different from an ordinary well except for the stone carvings beside the well, and the stone carvings depict several pictures of unknown and powerful evil dragons busy in the city.
The sky was getting dark, and it was raining continuously. There were fewer and fewer people on the street. Smoke and clouds shrouded Jieshan, and two thin figures appeared walking forward.
