"Qiu Changsheng, Master Jie Yuan..."
After the exchange between master and disciple ended, Lin Xuanzhi couldn't help but nodded slightly.
Although Shen Xinghe looked down on Qiu Changsheng in his words, he also acknowledged that Qiu Changsheng had profound cultivation and endless methods.
If nothing else, it should be that he did not take advantage of Qiu Changsheng back then, and even suffered a loss.
However, the other party had already practiced Yin Shen for nearly two thousand years at that time, which was enough to show the master's ability at that time.
Qiu Changsheng, the real person, was born in the lineage of a Chunyang True Immortal Qingtan Patriarch of the Yuchen Sect, and he was also a person with a profound background.
His teacher Hanshan Zhenren was the disciple of the Qingtan Patriarch. Although he had died long ago, Qiu Changsheng himself was highly valued by the Qingtan Patriarch because of his outstanding talent.
It's just contrary to many people's expectations. Qiu Changsheng has only been cultivating for seven or eight hundred years and has reached Yin Shen perfection, but now he still hasn't been able to take that step.
As a disciple of such a being, Yan Yunge was still very young, and he advanced all the way, reaching the top level of alchemy before he was two hundred years old.
Their backgrounds are profound and their foundations are extraordinary, so their abilities will naturally not be any worse.
Therefore, although Shen Xinghe was scornful of Qiu Changsheng with his words, his mentality was very upright, and he did not forget to remind Lin Xuanzhi not to underestimate people.
There was no need for his master to remind him that although Lin Xuanzhi was very confident in himself, he did not dare to take Yuchen's direct inheritance as a matter of course.
"Yuchen's swordsmanship, formations, and weapons are all unique, not to mention his magical powers."
"Yan Yunge is the only high-grade golden elixir under Qiu Zhenren, so he must have received more advice."
"It is said that his swordsmanship has already broken through the level of sword energy and thunder, and it is very possible that he can now reach the stage of sword light differentiation."
"The Four Elephants Great Destruction Divine Sword? Or the Yuchen Hundong Demon-Slaying Sword?"
"The Immortal-Zhu Sword Scripture should not be accessible to him yet."
"In terms of formations, it's best if he doesn't use them, otherwise they'll be mine..."
"Tools, spells..."
Lin Xuanzhi sat quietly in Cuixia Palace, thinking about various countermeasures.
Yan Yunge's swordsmanship was well-known. It was unknown whether it was because Qiu Zhenren did not take advantage of Shen Xinghe's swordsmanship and deliberately cultivated disciples, or because of the Yuchen sect's style, swordsmanship was a "popular" study.
"Sword Qi Thunder Sound? Sword Light Differentiation?"
Lin Xuanzhi couldn't help but shake his head and smile. Although his sword intention has emerged and he has some talent, he has never been able to master it. His swordsmanship level is still unable to stably display the "Sword Qi Thunder Sound".
Therefore, he never thought about confronting the opponent's interests head-on.
Lin Xuanzhi considers himself a "fort mage". If possible, he should defeat his opponents in the formations he is good at.
Yan Yunge will definitely be thinking about ways to deal with it, but Lin Xuanzhi believes that he has rich and versatile methods, and is good at fighting head-on or secretly poking and torturing people.
It's just that his personality seems to be "lazy" and he prefers labor-saving methods.
Lou Zishan and Liuyun Taoist, followed by Li Qingwei, floated in.
Palace Master Lou took the initiative and laughed loudly: "Fellow Taoist, we are going to make a lot of money!"
Lin Xuanzhi raised his eyes, smiled, nodded clearly and said, "There must be more people who are optimistic about Fellow Taoist Yan."
Taoist priest Liuyun nodded with a smile: "After all, the Yuchen sect can overwhelm many Yuanhui existences in the East China Sea, and Yan Yunge is even more famous, surpassing fellow Taoists and many visitors from China."
Lin Xuanzhi smiled as he expected: "It's human nature."
Li Qingwei turned her eyebrows and said: "However, there are exceptions. Ao Jue, the third prince of the East China Sea Dragon Palace, took some water tribes and bet on you, Wu Lang."
Lin Xuanzhi couldn't help but smile unexpectedly: "It's rare. I thought they wanted me to lose."
After all, he was still guarding Yilongzi.
Lou Zishan chuckled and said: "It seems that in Cangming Daze, the Taoist priest's methods impressed the Third Prince deeply!"
"Dragon Palace is so "disregarding past grudges." It seems that Pindao is even worse off losing this match." Lin Xuanzhi couldn't help but smile.
Everyone couldn't help but laugh. After a few people left, Lin Xuanzhi waved his hand to release Ao Rui and said, "Did you hear what I just said?"
Ao Rui transformed into a human and nodded repeatedly: "I heard it, Taoist Master."
Lin Xuanzhi chuckled and said: "I am not a cold-blooded person. Now that you have arrived in the East China Sea, I allow you to go home and visit your mother."
Ao Rui couldn't help but was stunned, and then said in surprise: "Is this what the Taoist Master said true?"
Lin Xuanzhi raised his eyebrows and smiled: "When has Pindao ever told a lie?"
Ao Rui quickly lowered his head and bowed: "Xiaolong, thank you Taoist Master! I will return soon and will be with you."
It's not easy to get ahead here in the East China Sea, and I'm afraid there will be even more pitfalls of my own after returning from a long absence.
It's better to be with this Taoist priest. Although he was occasionally trained so many times, his strength has improved significantly, which is much better than hanging around in the Dragon Palace and waiting to die.
Lin Xuanzhi waved his hand and said with a smile: "Go and talk to Brother Fuzuo more about old times, and let people see that although I imprisoned you, I never treated you harshly."
Ao Rui smiled excitedly and said: "Now Xiaolong's strength is stronger than some of my brothers. Who dares to say that you treat Xiaolong harshly? Ao Rui is the first to disagree."
"You're so good, I'll come back after playing for a few more days." Lin Xuanzhi smiled noncommittally.
Tianlonghai City, Linlangbaolou.
This is a place directly under the East China Sea Dragon Palace and operates various businesses. Naturally, this gambling game was also conducted here.
After all, Dragon Palace’s reputation has always been excellent.
“The purchase is finalized and cannot be changed but you can add bets at any time!”
This gambling game was so popular that the Dragon Palace urgently sent additional manpower and directly asked a Yin Shen level dragon to take charge of the business.
The Xuanduguan and Yuchen sect's two true disciples of the Chunyang Taoist lineage were engaged in a duel. This was an anecdote that had not happened for many years. It was even more so when the Yuchen sect's Heavenly Man Dharma Conference was about to take place, and a lot of people had already gathered overseas.
Xu Xuan's face changed, and he struggled for a long time with tangled eyes. Finally, he slowly walked forward, took out some of his recovered wealth, and handed nearly half of it to Lin Xuanzhi.
"You tricked me, lied to me, and humiliated me by mistake. Please pay me some back this time!"
He said self-comforting words in his heart, but his heart was so complicated that others could not understand it.
But he strangely believed in Lin Xuanzhi's strength and thought that Yan Yunge could not be Lin Xuanzhi's opponent.
"That thief has a kind face but a dark heart. He seems to be loyal and treacherous. He is cunning and sinister. He is not comparable to Yan Yunge, an ordinary proud man of heaven."
In the midst of all kinds of emotions, I heard an arrogant voice behind me: "You monk, if you don't leave after being escorted, you will be arrested too!"
Xu Xuan's face darkened slightly, but he was surprised to notice the aura of the person coming behind him and couldn't help but quickly change his mood and smile: "It's my fault for keeping fellow Taoist waiting for so long."
I saw this man wearing a luxurious feathered coat, with an arrogant attitude, and a maid fanning beside him.
Young Master Jin Ling snorted and said, "Then don't get out of the way."
Xu Xuan's apologetic smile did not change and he silently stepped aside. Seeing that this man was escorted to Yan Yunge, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
"There are times when you cry."
He turned his eyes and said with a smile: "Fellow Taoist, are you optimistic about Yan Yunge? I think that Taoist Lin is quite confident. I'm afraid the winning rate is not small."
Xu Xuan also had a sharp eye. He could vaguely see that this person had some resentment when placing bets, and he had an idea in his mind.
He couldn't help but praise Lin Xuanzhi in his words, and even generously raised his bet in front of Mr. Jin Ling.
really!
The noble young master smiled coldly and said, "What do you, a humble cultivator, know?"
"Fellow Daoist Yan is a disciple who was carefully trained by Master Qiu Changsheng. He became an elixir before Lin Xuan, and his swordsmanship has also reached a state of differentiation. How can it be compared to ordinary people."
Xu Xuan sneered secretly: "What's the point of advancing first?"
There was a look of disapproval on his face, as if he wanted to defend Lin Xuanzhi.
Mr. Jin Ling was too lazy to argue with strangers and directly proved his decision with actions.
Raise!
Seeing that his goal was achieved, Xu Xuan shook his head and turned to leave.
"Go ahead, go ahead, you all have to overpower Yan Yunge!"
But even if he could make a lot of money through this, Xu Xuan still felt awkward for a while.
Since the Xuandu Temple blocked the Pure Land that day, Tianjue Bodhisattva and his disciples had to move their positions and temporarily hide overseas.
But just after arriving, there was a Dharma Assembly held by the Yuchen Sect, which made the place overseas even more lively.
Although Xu Xuan expected that most of the people who came to congratulate him at Xuandu Temple would be Lin Xuanzhi, he did not expect that the other party would take the first step and stir up the storm as soon as he arrived.
"I'm afraid it will be even harder to deal with the high-grade Thief Dao Pill."
He knew that Lin Xuanzhi had become a barrier to his heart, but there was nothing he could do about it.
Find it?
I couldn’t fight before, and I can’t even fight now!
Not to mention that his cultivation level is a step lower, the Canglong Pillar of the Thief Dao is his own, but the Seven Treasures Golden Pillar has been taken away by the master.
Or, like Luo Yuan, he can break through his mental barriers, and then he may go one step further.
But no path is easy!
"Although I don't know the cause and effect, the demon clan member just now was obviously very unhappy with Lin Xuanzhi."
"A demon but not evil, with a yang and upright aura. There are many demon clans associated with the Yuchen Sect, but this kind of aura is probably from the Golden Crow clan."
Xu Xuan's eyes flashed, and he immediately seemed a little eager to try.
In a cave in Haishi.
Yan Yunge, whose Qi was getting closer and closer, smiled at Mr. Jin Ling and said, "Brother Ling is so elegant, so naturally I won't let you lose."
Naturally, Mr. Jin Ling would not tell anyone the embarrassing thing, so Yan Yunge just thought that this visitor from the Jinwu tribe was simply optimistic about him.
Of course, there may be a real reason for this.
Young Master Jin Ling praised Yan Yunge very much and couldn't help but smile: "The Taoist priest and Brother Yan agreed to fight on Tongye Island in three months, but he didn't know that this would be enough for you to build up your momentum and display a more powerful force. sword."
This kind of harmonious duel usually only competes with one's own cultivation spells and natal spiritual weapons. Other spiritual weapons and secret treasures will not be relied on too much, and magic weapons are naturally excluded.
Therefore, Yan Yunge's many years of immersion in sword techniques and sword light differentiated levels of swordsmanship were enough to give them a lot more confidence.
Yan Yunge, with bright eyes and awe-inspiring sword intent, smiled softly: "Not in these three months, but in the more than two years since I was ordered to go down the mountain by my master, I have accumulated my own momentum."
"As the only true disciple of Xuandu in the contemporary era, and with a hundred years of practice, he has become a top-grade elixir. Junior Brother Lin must have something unique."
"Besides, Master Shen is also a master of swordsmanship, and his disciples cannot possibly not understand swordsmanship."
"However, according to Junior Brother Lin's growth experience, I'm afraid he is also a peaceful person. He likes alchemy and formations, and his advantage in frontal combat is definitely not as good as mine."
Mr. Jin Ling couldn't help but nodded. He had personally seen Lin Xuanzhi come out with the elixir together. It was obvious that his alchemy skills were superb.
But peace and quiet?
Pooh!
"Brother Yan has been taught by Master Qiu for many years, and he has been sharpened all the way. He is definitely not comparable to that young boy."
Mr. Jin Ling has lived for more than two thousand years and it is natural to call him Lin Xuanzhi.
Yan Yunge smiled and said nothing. No matter how confident he was, he carefully analyzed the situation on both sides.
It's just that Lin Xuanzhi came all the way and didn't have much experience in taking action after the elixir was completed. He had no way of knowing some Taoist techniques.
All he knew was that the "Samadhi God Style" that Fang had mastered before the elixir was completed, and combined with Xuandu Guan's off-the-ground flames and light energy, had far more power than ordinary Taoism.
"Although formations and restrictions are difficult to deal with, they are difficult to implement immediately. Unless you have a complete formation flag and formation diagram, but can get it at the golden elixir level, it will take Lin Xuanzhi decades to complete a set. It can be made up by accumulation.”
"Unless he has accumulated deep knowledge and directly cultivated formation-type Taoism. But this type of Taoism relies most on experience, knowledge and Taoism accumulation, and it has always been rare among the authentic Taoist sects."
"Fire, wind, restraint, formation, and erysipelas are all indistinguishable. If he uses poison, although it will be more harmful, it is still possible..."
"I learned from Master Shen, so he may not know anything about swordsmanship."
Even if a top alchemist plays poison, it will really give people a headache.
And Yan Yunge also has a consideration in his heart that he doesn't want to think too much about. There are so many real people in Xuandu watching a true biography. As long as Lin Xuanzhi is not as stupid as a pig, he can always learn something more or less.
Compared to their Yuchen sect, although there are many real people, there are more true disciples and inner sects. Except for Zhenzhi Zhenren and Chunyang, no one has the time to pay special attention to a certain disciple.
He didn't meet the Patriarch of Qingtan and the Master's True Monarch once each after the elixir was completed.
Amid the quiet preparations and high expectations from both sides, March passed by in a flash.
More than 70,000 miles away from Cuixia Palace, various monks and demons have already gathered in the clouds and sea around Copper Coconut Island, discussing the upcoming competition in a heated atmosphere.
It is not just the low-level monks who are watching the excitement, but there are also monks at the golden elixir and even Yin Shen levels in the many pavilions, boats and palaces around.
An undetectable chirping instantly overwhelmed all the noise, ringing directly in people's hearts.
In an instant, the white clouds split in the sky, and spiritual energy emerged like a wave and quickly retreated to both sides.
In this vacuum of spiritual energy, Yan Yun Singer came holding a cloud-white long sword and fluttering the sword flower, shrinking into an inch.
"Is it such a grand event..."
Hundreds of miles away, Lin Xuanzhi, who originally wanted to fly away on a tiger, couldn't help but shake his head and smile.
"Master said, nothing can be missed."
Hu Dali was stunned and said aggrievedly: "Master, little one..."
Before he finished speaking, he was thrown into the picture of Tianlong Haohai in the next moment.
The monks outside Copper Coconut Island saw a sudden purple air coming from the distance, and the rays of light were shining brightly. At first, it was still on the horizon, but then it reached the sea.
At a glance, you can vaguely see the mysterious heavenly realms floating in the purple air, and the high and unpredictable meanings permeate the void, making people fascinated.
"Inner scene and outer scene, the Eight Scenes of Shangyuan? He has only been in elixir for twenty years, right?" Someone in the void couldn't help but said in surprise.
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