Taking a deep breath, Chen Xiaoyan held the wolf hair that Ping An handed over, her spiritual energy gathered on her wrist, and her eyes stared at something in the sky.
Everyone under the stage stopped talking and waited quietly for Miss Chen's move.
After just a pause and a slight tilt, the girl on the high platform swung the first ink and spread it on Hu Xuan.
She was painting with her own aura, and gradually... a lifelike phoenix appeared as she stroked her brush.
A phoenix reborn from the ashes, a phoenix that wants to break out of the constraints of the square inch, and will spread its wings and fly to the nine heavens in the next moment.
Nalan Ruoyu, who was under the high platform, looked at Chen Xiaoyan's expression and couldn't help but get up from her seat and walked to the high platform step by step.
This last competition, as a referee and a master, she had to witness in person.
Chen Xiaoyan's speed was very fast, and it didn't take long for a phoenix to appear on the paper.
Thousands of monks under the high platform seemed to hear the cry of the phoenix in silence. Everyone was suddenly startled and raised their heads to look around. In the end, thousands of people stared at the high platform.
The Yuzun who walked up to the high platform lowered his head and looked at the table again and again. Finally, at the moment when Chen Xiaojiang picked up the pen, he stretched out his hands to show the phoenix that wanted to soar into the sky in front of everyone.
Everyone was amazed when they saw this scene, and they were all amazed by the Miss Chen family on the high platform.
At this moment, a gust of wind and snow passed by, and the phoenix bound on the paper finally took advantage of the wind and let out a phoenix cry that resounded throughout the world. It spread its wings and flew towards the top of the bamboo peak shrouded in the wind and snow.
As for the Huxuan in Yuzun Nalan Ruoyu's hand, there was only a pool of black stains that had not yet dried, exuding a faint fragrance in the wind.
"This is truly a divine painting!"
"It's so awesome. I'm afraid Loulan City will win this competition again!"
"Senior Brother Tai, who will fight for you next?"
The disciples who were watching under the high platform all made their own voices of admiration and worry.
Even the head teacher looked at Nalan Ruoyu on the high platform and clapped his hands and cheered: "What a beautiful painting. I am truly worthy of being the proud daughter of Loulan City."
Meng Shentong looked at Nalan Ruoyu and nodded, smiling: "Do you want to continue the comparison?"
"Why not compete?" Nalan Ruoyu put Hu Xuan on the table, turned around and walked under the high platform: "Even if you lose, you have to win before you admit it."
"Yuzun said it well, even if Tianyun Mountain loses, you still have to show the courage to compete!"
Yao Zun, who was sitting in front of the main hall, stood up, looked at the headmaster and said with a smile: "Which disciple will Tianyun Mountain send up at the last moment?"
The headmaster looked at Nalan Ruoyu who was walking down step by step, and said with a wry smile: "Junior sister, who are you going to send to take action?"
Nalan Ruoyu, who returned to his seat, looked at the thousands of disciples and the Chen family monks in Loulan City, and waved gently.
Looking at Meng Shentong, he said in a serious voice: "It's up to you to announce it!"
Old Man Meng was startled, then he laughed and said: "Forget it, I don't bother the two masters about anything. Since I took over the second game, my precious disciple will still take over the third game!"
With a bang, just one word from Meng Shentong ignited the atmosphere of thousands of disciples and elders present.
Even the headmaster stood up with a cry, looked at the mountain top shrouded in wind and snow, and said loudly: "In that case, why doesn't your disciple come down? Is it possible that these thousands of disciples are waiting for him?"
Meng Shentong ignored him, but smiled and said to Ping An and Xiao Ling'er: "You two little guys, come down. Grandpa will take you to the back mountain for a walk!"
When Gao Ping heard this, he immediately jumped down with a roar, jumped up to the main hall, pulled Meng Shentong's sleeve and shouted: "Grandpa Meng, take Ping An to see my brother. There is a magic circle there and Ping An can't get in."
While he was talking, Xiao Ling'er also jumped down: "Ping An is waiting for me. I'll go with you."
While thousands of people were stunned, Meng Shentong ignored the headmaster's surprise and left with his two children.
"He is..." Yuan Zun looked at Nalan Ruoyu and asked.
Nalan Ruoyu looked at the crowd and smiled bitterly and said: "My disciple was detained in the back mountain by me. It is not convenient for him to compete with the young ladies from Loulan City in front of others today, so Mr. Meng took Xiao Ling'er to bear witness..."
"I see... Since we have a little girl from Loulan City going with us, it seems fair and reasonable!"
The headmaster finally sat down, looked at the thousands of disciples and said, "We have been guarding for so long. Let's all be patient for a while. Elder Meng has already taken action in person. Let's all wait and see the good show!"
"Now we have something good to watch!" The disciples of Tianyun Mountain were even more excited than the group of monks in Loulan City. Even Elder Meng from the library came forward in person.
Moreover, they also took away the maid next to Miss Chen's family. No one had anything to say about this matter.
Nalan Ruyu waved to Chen Xiaoyan on the high platform and said, "Come down and wait. Although that little guy is much younger than you, he is your senior brother in terms of seniority."
Sima Jinglan, who was standing behind Nalan Ruoyu, laughed when she heard this: "Jinglan can't wait to meet this legendary senior brother."
As Chen Xiaoyan walked down step by step from the high platform, a shocking wave of emotions arose in her heart.
The senior brother who is much younger than her can beat her in the piano. If he can beat her in calligraphy and painting, what kind of existence will he be like?
But what I heard from Ping An before was that his brother was clearly a boy from Tianyun Mountain, a boy who cleaned the mountain gate, a mortal who had not even condensed his immortal veins.
Can mortals also become immortals?
Is this really a guy she looks forward to?
But Wang Qiang, who was standing in the crowd, laughed, thinking that he still had the foresight to rescue Li Xiuyuan from Tianhuang Mountain early.
Otherwise, who in the entire Tianyun Mountain can win the last competition for him today?
Nalan Ruoyu waved her hand and said loudly: "Even if Mr. Meng comes here, it will probably take an hour. If you don't want to wait, just go back."
In her opinion, even if Miss Chen's phoenix flew into the sky, it would not be as powerful as her apprentice's sword that cut through the void!
After all, both Loulan City and Tianyun Mountain focus on martial arts cultivation.
However, even she didn't know at the moment what kind of means Li Xiuyuan would use today to face the proud daughter of Loulan City.
Although Yuzun waved for everyone to leave, who here would care about the gust of snow in front of them?
Not to mention whether the former handyman could win the last match, even if he tied with Miss Chen, it would be unbelievable in everyone's eyes.
After all, with the Phoenix Pearl breaking free from the restraints in front of him, who dares to win easily?
Even the headmaster of Tianyun Mountain can’t do it!
Speaking of which, at the top of the Bamboo Peak, Meng Shentong was already sitting in the bamboo shed, holding a cup of hot tea and drinking it.
Li Xiuyuan, who was wearing a white shirt, was explaining to Ping An and Xiao Ling'er what to do next.
Xiao Ling'er looked at the bald boy in white shirt in front of him. He looked like a young master from the temple.
But looking at Meng Shentong's serious look and Ping An's nervous look, she didn't dare to relax. Instead, she pricked up her ears and listened carefully to Li Xiuyuan's explanation.
It took half an hour before Li Xiuyuan looked at the two of them and said with a smile, "Have you all remembered?"
Ping An looked at him and chuckled: "I remember half of it, what should I do?"
Xiao Ling'er looked at Ping An with disgust and smiled: "Ping An, you are so stupid, I have already remembered it."
Li Xiuyuan shook his head, looked at Ping An and sighed: "That's it, then slow down. When the time comes... like this, you can't make any more mistakes!"
When Ping An heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up, he patted his chest and said with a smile: "Don't worry, brother, Ping An will definitely do it!"
Meng Shentong put down the tea cup in his hand, looked at Li Xiuyuan and sighed: "Today's competition is a bit troublesome. The phoenix drawn by the girl has already broken through the sky..."
Li Xiuyuan smiled lightly and said: "Do your best and obey fate. It depends on the performance of Xiao Ling'er and Ping An." When Ping An heard this, he saw Xiao Ling'er frowning, and the old god said on the ground: "Xiao Ling'er, You can’t embarrass your brother!”
Xiao Ling'er turned to look at him and said, "Don't worry, I'll remember it!"
Meng Shentong shook his head and said with a smile: "What a good person to do your best and obey fate... Ping An, little Ling'er, we should go back!"
Without saying anything, a gust of breeze blew up, and the old man took the two little guys and flew towards the Yaoguang Palace on the mountainside.
Looking at the three people disappearing in the snow, Li Xiuyuan smiled faintly and said: "Foyun talks to others, one is better than the other. I would like to see if this competition in the snow can bring you some benefits." A blessing."
"Senior Brother Wang Qiang, I can only help you up to this point. If it still doesn't work, there is nothing I can do!"
With a wry smile, Li Xiuyuan pulled away the animal blanket on the hiding chair and wrapped himself up.
There was a blazing charcoal fire in the bamboo shed. The surrounding wind and snow could not blow in. He had already put it down and wanted to rest for a while.
In his opinion, he had finally rested for two days, and he would have to go to the abyss to fight those zombies tomorrow morning!
I just don’t know if I, who has been reincarnated as a phoenix for the second time, can withstand the clutches of the thousand-year-old zombie.
...
In front of the Yaoguang Palace, today's two competitions had lasted until the last moment. Some disciples could not bear the invasion of the wind and snow and quietly left and went down the mountain.
Just when some disciples who couldn't bear it wanted to continue leaving.
I saw a breeze blowing from the high platform of the palace. Meng Shentong, who had been up the mountain for a long time, stood on the high platform with Ping An and Xiao Ling'er.
When the headmaster saw it, he couldn't help but greet him: "Since Mr. Meng is back, let's continue."
Nalan Ruoyu looked at the three people with empty hands and couldn't help but ask: "Ping An, what did you bring back from the back mountain?"
Even Chen Xiaoyan couldn't help but look at Xiao Ling'er and asked: "Xiao Ling'er, have you seen your brother?"
Meng Shentong shook his head and walked down to the high platform with his hands behind his back.
As he walked, he said: "You are so impatient, what can you do? Ah!"
Xiao Ling'er on the high platform didn't reply, but her little face turned red and she nodded desperately to Chen Xiaoyan. At this time, she was just waiting for Yu Zun's order to complete her mission.
Ping An looked at Nalan Ruoyu and smiled and said: "Brother asked Ping An to memorize some scriptures and asked Ping An and Sister Xiao Ling'er to read them here to the headmaster, senior brothers and sisters!"
With a bang, Ping An's childish voice made thousands of monks in the entire square scream in surprise.
My group of people have been waiting here for so long, but they didn't get the desired result, but they just waited for a Buddhist scripture?
When did the little handyman who cleans the mountain gate enter Buddhism?
Even Nalan Ruoyu, who was under the high platform, frowned, looked at Ping An and asked, "What the hell is your brother playing at? Where is the thing I want?"
"Isn't this too ridiculous? Let us stay here in the cold just to listen to a Buddhist scripture?"
"You, Yuzun, as a disciple, don't respect us too much!"
"Let's just announce that Loulan's lady won the last contest!"
"Get out!" Suddenly, Meng Shentong, who never got angry, looked at several Tianyun Mountain disciples who were shouting and shouted.
"Are you the disciples of that elder? Stand up for me and get off the bamboo peak immediately. You are not welcome here!"
Then he turned to look at the headmaster and said, "Who else is there? Anyone who doesn't want to hear it, please roll off the bamboo peak right now. Don't dirty the old man's eyes!"
The old man's roar was like a thunder on the ground, even the headmaster and several venerables were startled.
This was the first time in hundreds of years that they had seen the old man angry.
Under the gaze of the senior brothers, senior sisters and masters around them, the shouting disciples in the crowd had no choice but to walk dejectedly to the foot of the Bamboo Peak.
Until there was silence in front of the Yaoguang Hall, the old man looked at Ping An on the high platform and smiled: "It's quiet now, you two can start!"
