Chapter 12 Competition

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Jinting Mountain, Baishi Peak.

The vegetation is prosperous, and the countless white stones the size of goose eggs are as delicate as the cream of cattle and sheep. Under the sunlight, they are emitting a moist halo, making them blurred and confusing, confusing the eyes.

At first glance.

It makes people feel like they are in the big shell of the East China Sea.

Everywhere you look, there are moist, bright white Dharma beads, shining brightly.

at this time.

Under a ten-foot-high Dharma platform on the top of Baishi Peak, several Taoists dressed in deacon-like uniforms were standing.

Behind him, there are countless Taoist priests wearing yellow clothes and yellow crowns.

And above the misty cloud sky, there are even more groups of speeding cars, with colorful canopies tied up high, like canopies, like a forest, with no end in sight.

Many figures gathered together in one place, like pieces of misty colorful clouds.

The crowds were crowded and the momentum was considerable——

"How long has it been since we saw such liveliness in the courtyard? The last time it was like this was a century ago. The disciples of the lower courtyard of the Chiming sect came to our Changying courtyard to worship the mountain. I vaguely remember that it was another fight. It’s really hard to deal with!”

A great deacon with high eyebrows and a nose job looked behind him, and suddenly spoke to several colleagues beside him. There was a lot of nostalgia in his voice, like an old man reminiscing about the past.

However, despite the vicissitudes of life in his appearance, his aura shows a sense of lightness and ease.

Like the spring vegetation that sprouts from the ground, it is full of vitality and is very different from the old man in the world.

Need to know among the four major houses of commonwealth.

Not only the duties of the prison, but also the Yuchen sect's real person Yuanshen must be in charge.

Together with the positions of the three great masters, the Sutra Master, the Ji Master and the Confucian Master, they also need to form a golden elixir before they can take up their duties.

If the cultivation of the supervisor and the three great masters is not strong, it will be difficult to convince the public, and it will be difficult to preach and give guidance.

But there are twenty-four great deacons under the three great masters.

these seats.

On the contrary, there is no clear restriction on cultivation level.

Those with lower cultivation levels are only in the Zifu realm, and the same is true for the disciples who entered the house.

And the stronger ones.

Even if it can be combined into a golden elixir, there is no shortage of possibilities...

This is because the Archdeacon's seat, although it looks bright and glamorous, is actually only a step above those of the deacons in yellow clothes and crowns. They are probably just dealing with the miscellaneous and trivial matters in the sect, and have no regard for the disciples who enter the house. Directly control the powerful.

It is barely enough to frighten some disciples who have just started, have not advanced in cultivation, and have a weak background.

But in the eyes of those disciples who entered the house with a more domineering temperament.

These archdeacons are undoubtedly the first-class servants with higher qualifications.

Although in order to save trouble in daily interactions, it is generally necessary to show some kindness, but it is not worthy of being too awe-inspiring.

Because they are not members of the Yuchen Sect, they have not had the opportunity to enter the Xiaoming Daze to learn advanced mystical skills. It can be said that the road ahead is dead and there is no path left.



now.

After the old man spoke with emotion, a middle-aged man with a yellow beard shook his head and said:

"Brother Liu, you must have failed to remember this time. Even a sixty years ago, people from the lower court sent by Chi Ming came to pay homage to the mountain, and they were nowhere near as good as today!"

"What's the meaning of this statement?"

One of the archdeacons was quite curious, so he called his head and asked for advice:

"My little brother, I have just come to Changying Academy to take up my duties. Although I have heard a little about the stories you two told me, I don't know the true facts. Please give me some advice!"

"A year ago, the disciples of the Chiming Sect's Lower Court, led by their master, came to Changying Court to pay homage to the mountain. Although it sounds very powerful, in reality it is nothing more than loud thunder and light rain. It's superficial!"

The man with the yellow beard suddenly suppressed his voice and said quietly:

"That time, it was just a move that several members of the family made deliberately to make each other famous. Although the noise was very loud, in fact, neither side actually acted cruelly. They just passed a few tricks on the magic platform of Baishi Peak. , just praise it more.

Although I don’t know how this matter has spread to the outside world, among discerning people like me, there is really nothing to talk about, it’s very boring! "

"I see... No wonder that year's New Year's Eve review was hastily changed not long after it came out, and the names on the list were changed. Presumably it was because of this that it was full of omissions and difficult to plug. The mouth of Youyou who lives in the world..."

The listeners on the side suddenly realized and said:

"According to this, this time Chen Heng wants to invite the members of the family in the court. Although it is not as impressive as the one in front of Jiazi, in reality, it will cause a greater disturbance?"

The big man with a yellow beard sighed, nodded slowly, and said:

"Of course, this time, both sides have no intention of putting on a show. They will definitely try their best to fight for victory or defeat!

From my point of view, Chen Heng's invitation to fight today is really a lively event that Chang Yingyuan has rarely seen in a hundred years! "

Talked.

From the Zhenghe Peak in the northwest, hundreds of thousands of flames suddenly seemed to rise up at the same time.

If the stars flow across the sky, the ocean will be unbridled and majestic!

As it passes through the sky, it turns the layers of floating clouds and mist into colorful shapes, which is truly beautiful to look at.

"It seems that the Master's lecture has been completed...the highlight of today is here!"

See this scene.

Regardless of the deacons such as the big man with a yellow beard, the Taoist priests in yellow clothes and crowns, or the people from the outer courtyard above the clouds who came specially to watch the battle.

At this time, everyone was slightly stunned.

Involuntarily, they shouted in their hearts.





The white light flashed past and landed on the altar.

The sudden burst of light illuminated almost half of the peak.

Chen Heng slowly collected his true energy, and Shi Shiran emerged from the white light.

He looked towards the top of the mountain and above the clouds, at the densely packed figures that could not be exhausted at a glance.

Knowing that the plan was done, he couldn't help but chuckle.

He wants to rely on fame to protect himself.

This is a message to single-handedly invite people from the family to fight.

Naturally, the wider the spread and the more people hear it, the more fundamental the goal will be achieved, and the more benefits will be gained in the end!

And as expected.

After Mi Hui sent hundreds of legal notices one after another.

This matter is not only unknown to everyone in Changying Hospital, but also unknown to everyone.

Today, Chen Heng looked around and saw that the tokens worn by some of the spectators were different in shape, quality, light and color from the "Huaixu Talisman" of the disciples of Changying Academy. They were definitely not the same thing.

Then you know there is more than just one Changying Courtyard.

Even the three courtyards of Qingyang, Baishang and Xuanying.

There were also good people who heard about this incident and went to Jinting Mountain to observe the battle...

"Two and three stars are falling in front of their chests, and the soles of their feet are green on hundreds of thousands of mountains!"

Chen Heng glanced around, his eyes shooting out like lightning.

At this moment, he was at the top of White Rock Peak, with a sea of ​​misty clouds wandering beside him, dense and uncertain.

As if he just raised his hand.

Then you can touch the virtual curtain and pierce the barrier of heaven!

Chen Heng suddenly felt a surge of pride in his heart. He looked at the escaping light that Jiang Tongyuan and others had transformed into, and secretly said:

"Take it with strength and hold it with righteousness. I can dominate this battle!"





After a few breaths.

When Jiang Tongyuan and others also landed on Baishi Peak.

among the crowd.

Only then did a grand deacon in purple robes slowly walk up to the altar, holding a gold medal in his hand.

"Junior Brother Chen, my name is Xie Lu, and I am the referee for this competition."

"Changyou Xie family?"

"Exactly."

Xielupi, who was holding the gold medal, was smiling, his eyes were shining with a chill.

"please."

Chen Heng was too lazy to talk to him and just said lightly.

He knew Jiang Tongyuan's plan and made Xie Lulai, who came from a noble family, to be the judge of today's competition.

Hosting this

There must be some bias...

But under the overwhelming strength of the generals, no matter what tricks these people in the world tried to use, it was useless!

Just now I was listening to Shen Yuanzhi's lecture at Zhenghe Peak.

Chen Heng had already secretly mobilized the golden cicada to imprint these enemies into his mind and briefly fought with them.

Except for one Wang Dian and one Jiang Daolian.

The rest are all local chickens and tile-roofed dogs, not worth mentioning at all!

Even though they practice the superb mystical skills of their respective clans and have superior Taoist skills, they are still unable to fully display their abilities.

He can only follow the script and make stories according to the gourd, and he lacks the experience of life and death fighting.

Even Wang Dian is no exception...

Although this person had swallowed the red clouds in Beihai and obtained the divine fire, he was extremely blessed, and his killing power was astonishingly powerful!

But Chen Heng had already tried out several of his shortcomings personally in the True Dharma Realm.

Defeating Wang Dian is not a headache.

On the contrary, after this battle, Wang Dian's state of mind can be tested repeatedly in the One True Dharma Realm.

From his Yuanling.

Find out how to practice the divine fire!

That's when.

The so-called good fortune of Wang Dian may not necessarily be turned into the good fortune of Chen Heng!

However, although Chen Heng regards the people in these families as dust, they are not worthy of too much attention.

But there is only one Jiang Daolian.

But I have to be careful and act cautiously...

And this time.

Xie Lu, who was holding the gold medal, saw that Chen Heng clearly knew about his family identity, but didn't take it seriously. Apart from being surprised, he couldn't help but secretly scold Shu Zi for being arrogant.

"Don't look at you now and don't make any move. I still don't know why you are crying by then!"

Xie Lu sneered in his heart.

Afterwards.

He looked at Chen Heng with a friendly look, quickly looked away, immediately raised the gold medal, and shouted loudly:

"The time has come. Since both parties have no objections, the deacon will activate the ban on the legal platform. I have said beforehand that this time is just-"

Xie Lu was only halfway through his words when he was suddenly interrupted by a long laugh.

"This is just an ordinary competition between fellow sects. It will never interfere with the safety of life and death. If anyone dares to have treacherous thoughts and wants to use secret tricks in the competition, please don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Xie Lu was shocked when he heard this and quickly looked back.

However, at the Yueyang Peak, the main peak of Jinting Mountain, suddenly the wind and clouds were swaying, and the spirit machine was roaring fiercely.

Watch it from a distance.

All that was seen was a large red copper cauldron with a round outer surface and a square inner surface. It shook the clouds in the sky and supported the sky and the earth. It was about a hundred feet tall and majestic like a high mountain!

And the cauldron's mouth was writhing with chaotic fire, and the roaring sounds were endless.

It seems that there is an uncivilized Hongmeng world inside, which is very primitive...

"Disciple welcomes the teacher of the prison."

Xie Lu suddenly became excited and quickly bowed to the red copper cauldron.

"Welcome to the prison teacher."

All the disciples and deacons of Changying Academy also bowed their heads together.

Even those in the outer courtyard who came to watch the battle above the clouds were no exception.

"No need to be polite."

From the red copper cauldron, the gentle voice of Qiao Yu from Changying Prison came:

"Thank you, deacon. This competition will be judged by me personally. Just go down."

"Yes, yes...disciple must abide by the law."

Xie Lu did not dare to say a word. After bowing and saluting, he quickly retreated from the altar.

But the hair on his back was already standing on end and he was sweating profusely.

"Is Qiao Yu crazy?! This man has received so much kindness from me, Mr. Xie, and now he wants to jump out and cause trouble! I must report it to the clan leader! I won't stop with him!"

Xie Lu yelled in his heart.

This scene of Qiao Yu personally appearing as a saint not only made many members of the family bewildered.

At Xuanzheng Peak.

Shen Yuanzhi frowned slightly and stopped suddenly, his face seemed thoughtful.



After Xie Lu left the altar in shock, there was a brief commotion in the crowd.

However, because Qiao Yu's Dharma minister was suppressing him, he finally did not dare to talk too much and turned his attention back to the Dharma altar, with a rather expectant look on his face.

"I don't know which senior brother wants to fight in this first match, please stop!"

In full view.

Chen Heng smiled slightly and said slowly.

"I'll come! Let me come! I'll fight with you!"

Jiang Tongyuan has not spoken yet.

There was already a young man in blue who couldn't wait and jumped onto the altar, shouting triumphantly.

"Wait, why is it Liu Quan again?! Won't you hold him back? Especially you, Liu Tai, keep an eye on your brother!"

Jiang Tongyuan frowned and suddenly felt a headache.

"This kid is as fast as a rabbit. Brother Jiang, if I don't want to, I really can't listen..."

Facing the eyes cast from all directions.

Liu Tai, whose name was called by Jiang Tongyuan, covered his face with his sleeves, as if he didn't want to recognize that the laughing young man in blue on the stage was his brother.

"..."

Wei Yang shook his head and said nothing.

And on the throne.

Chen Heng looked at the arrogant young man in blue and felt funny in his heart, but he still cupped his hands and said:

"Don't you know this senior brother's name?"

"Chishuo Liu family, remember! I am the famous Liu Quan! My name will definitely be on the next New Year's Eve competition, and you can compete with me, Liu Quan, but you don't know how many generations of cultivation you have Blessings come!”

Say it.

He made a secret with both hands and was about to perform the technique, but was interrupted by Chen Heng's sudden words.

"What? Are you scared?"

Liu Quan was impatient at first, but then his face lit up, trying not to be too proud:

"If you're scared, that's normal. It doesn't matter. You just need to lie down on the ground and call me "good grandpa" three times, and I will let you go!"

"Since we are inviting a fight, how can we have no luck?"

"Lottery?" Liu Quan said blankly: "Yes, that's right, but what do you want to bet on?"

"Dermine sand."

Chen Heng smiled.

"This..." Liu Quan hesitated slightly when he heard this.

Needless to say, the preciousness of red mother sand is needless to say.

This is one of the most extreme Quanzhen medicines in the world. It has a price but no market!

No matter how frivolous Liu Quan was, he would never dare to give up this thing easily.

Otherwise, once this matter is reported back to the clan, there is no telling how his parents will punish him.

"This senior brother is probably short of money. If that's the case, then let's forget it. It was just a joke."

Although Chen Heng's voice was calm, he actually provoked Liu Quan hard and controlled his temper.

And as expected.

After hearing this, Liu Quan's eyes turned red and his face became angry.

After groping around for a while, he finally caught a fish bag and immediately threw it to Chen Heng from a distance.

"Short of money? Who are you looking down on? Inside the fish bag is this month's gift from the hospital. I haven't touched it yet. If you win, I'll give it all to you!"

Liu Quan shouted wildly and said.

Moti's crowd burst into laughter, one after another, rolling like waves.

Even Chen Heng was greatly surprised.

He opened the fish bag and saw that it was filled with more than ten danmu sand. It was bright in color and full of inspiration. It was indeed the danmu sand given by the courtyard and was of high quality.

Then he nodded slightly and put it into his sleeve.

"It seems that the poor man made a mistake. Senior brother is really rich."

He cupped his hands and said:

"please."

"Hmph! Do you think I am as poor as you?"

Liu Quan raised the corners of his lips, moved his fingers quickly, and muttered words in his mouth. Gradually, a fire cloud formed at the top of the door, glowing red and bright flakes flying.

And after a few breaths passed, the fire clouds were finally about to soar and dance in the sky.

Chen Heng, who had been impatient for a long time, shook his shoulders, and a white zhenqi swept out of his body, instantly destroying the unformed fire cloud.

Even with the protection of the dharma robes, Liu Quan felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His sternum was dented, and he staggered and rolled down from the dharma platform. His vitality was weakened, and blood stains were visible at the corners of his mouth.

"Concession."

Chen Heng smiled.

Facing this scene, Jiang Tongyuan and other members of the family were not surprised, as if they were not surprised.

Soon, under Jiang Tongyuan's gaze, a fat monk with a round waist and wide ears jumped up onto the altar.

"The noble Sima family, Sima Shaozheng!"

The fat monk nodded lazily and spoke proudly.

"Has this senior brother prepared the elixir sand?" Chen Heng said softly.

"Oh? It's just a little bit of spiritual cultivation. I certainly don't need it, so I won't take it lightly!"

The fat monk sneered: "It's just a junior brother, what can you bring out to bet with me?"

Chen Heng shook Liu Quan's fish bag, and the meaning was self-evident.

"Damn it!"

The fat Taoist man's face darkened.

Facing countless needle-piercing glances, Liu Quan, who was lying on the ground groaning, felt ashamed and angry.

After thinking about it again and again, I couldn't think of any way to escape.

In the end, he simply rolled his eyes and pretended to have fainted, and didn't care anymore.





If you feel it’s slow, I suggest you start by raising them. After all, I’ve been writing this for almost half a year, and you all know that I really can’t get up quickly. After I came back from Yue, I found that the number of chapters in this book has exceeded one thousand, right? Everything is possible ( )

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