I thought the spiritual energy on the cliff was thin, damp and cold.
Ding Yi was beaten so hard that his internal organs were almost displaced, and it took him a long time to stand up reluctantly.
Shen Yu glanced at it.
Ding's face was pale and gloomy, his eyes full of hatred.
When he saw Shen Yu's gaze, he spat blood on the ground and said, "Granny, you think I'm going to cry. You underestimate me. This hurts me. Back then I was...hiss... .”
Ding Yi bared his teeth as if the wound was affected.
Shen Yu said: "Aren't you afraid of being beaten if you talk to me?"
"I'm scared."
Ding Yi roared, suddenly hunched his neck and looked around, and then whispered: "I can't beat that bastard now, just watch, I will definitely cut him down when I get better."
Shen Yu smiled and did not refute.
"Shen Yu, I'm just curious. Let me ask."
Ding Yi put away his playful smile and his eyes became serious, seeming to contain a trace of expectation.
"Did you really do what happened at Yunyangguan?"
Shen Yu looked at him calmly, remembering that he had said before that he came from a remote mountain village in the southwest, which seemed to belong to Sunset Town.
Then he nodded seriously.
"oh."
Ding Yi looked complicated, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Shen Yu didn't care, stood up slowly, and then looked calmly at the Qinglu Palace shrouded in clouds and mist, thinking that they had found out the matter.
Then he breathed a sigh of relief and seemed to have made up his mind.
After a while, the wind and clouds surged on the top of the cliff, and countless seas of clouds scattered in all directions.
Si Guo Ya's thin spiritual power began to slowly gather towards the top of Shen Yu's head, and finally formed a small whirlpool. The milky white spiritual energy enveloped Shen Yu's figure, and his green shirt and long hair looked like a fairy.
Ding Zhang opened his eyes and looked at this scene in shock.
.....
Within the Dao Sect, Shen Yu's treatment was indeed as Zhang Zhi said, and no one dared to speak out for Shen Yu.
Duzhen Hall and Yanfa Hall were silent at the same time, Yuansheng Hall never expressed its stance, and Qinglu Hall was naturally the leader in this storm.
And this time, things are getting worse and worse, and it can no longer be calmed down by a few indifferent punishments.
The realm of the supreme good Taoist priest in Yunyang Temple is not high. The old Taoist priest has done good deeds all his life and is good at alchemy and Qihuang. He has been treating diseases and eliminating harm for the poor people in the southwest border area all year round. He has hung pots to help the world. For decades, the people in the border area have been He is almost regarded as a living god, and the title of Supreme Goodness was personally canonized by the Dali Dynasty.
As for the two major crimes that dehumanized Shen Yu, the disciples of the Four Halls and Seven Peaks were already filled with resentment and were ashamed to be in the same sect with him. Some even said that he was a spy from the Dao Sect from the Southern Barbarian Demon Realm.
At this time, the Taoist sect was already excited. Overnight, Shen Yu became the scum of the sect, and everyone wanted to expel him from the sect.
But even so, Daozong still did not announce his disposition in these days, because there was a more important event about to take place at this time.
Sect competition.
This competition is related to whether you can go to Zhongzhou Academy and participate in the world-famous saint's baptism.
Only the first place in the competition is qualified to represent Dao Sect.
In this way, the venue for this competition was placed in the square in front of the Patriarch's Hall.
As we all know, the Patriarch Square will only be used for grand ceremonies or important events such as the succession of the head of the Daozong.
Significance.
Therefore, this sect competition is not only to test the disciples' cultivation, but also to determine who is the best among the younger generation of Dao Sect.
Then the winner will take this honor to Zhongzhou and receive the once-in-a-hundred-year baptism on the third floor of the academy.
The rules of this competition are extremely simple. Not all disciples from the Four Halls and Seven Peaks can sign up to participate. Instead, Daoxuan Zhenren of Yanfa Hall personally decides on four candidates.
Just four people.
Qinglu Hall Fang Hen, Duzhen Hall Yu Wenwen, Yanfa Hall’s surprise was not Fan Weimin, but Ming Jian, and Yuansheng Hall was originally Shen Yu, but now he is replaced by a disciple from Zuowangfeng whose name he has never heard. His name is Zhang Jian.
Some disciples with higher cultivation levels were dissatisfied with this. It was understandable that Shen Yu was not qualified to participate, but why could a little-known guy easily become one of the four.
So that night, several disciples from the Four Halls and Seven Peaks came to Zuowang Peak and made provocations. As a result, in less than half an hour, they were all seriously injured by Zhang Jian and were thrown out of the peak.
Since then, everyone has realized that Zhang Jian is indeed qualified and capable to replace Shen Yu.
.....
Mayday.
Overlooking the Patriarch Square, this square, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people, has countless black lines gathering from all directions towards the center.
Half an hour later, countless disciples gathered on the square platform at the top.
The crowd was divided into ten square formations. Except for the Yuansheng Temple, the other three halls and seven peaks each had their own belongings.
The master of the Yanfa Hall, Daoxuan Zhenren, presided over this sect competition. Xun Ju of the Qinglu Hall and the rarely seen master of the Duzhen Hall, Lou Lianzhao, were also present in person. The masters of the three halls appeared at the same time to celebrate this grand competition. It adds a bit of grandeur and tension.
The most eye-catching thing among the crowd is the Duzhen Hall, where countless elegant and beautiful young female disciples stand together, smiling coquettishly. Every frown and smile is the most beautiful scenery in the world. Some disciples with uncertain temperament almost forget themselves.
On the high platform, there were two outsiders.
Lu Wenyu stood on the right side of the high platform, and on the other side of him stood a young monk, Hui Ke. The two were talking in a low voice at this time.
Someone saw these two people from a distance and was surprised to find that people from the Academy and the Western Regions Lingyin Temple came to watch.
Master Daoxuan stood at the highest point of the square and glanced at the thousands of Taoist disciples in the world. The mountain wind blew, the master's Taoist robes fluttered, and his bones were filled with immortal wind.
The four disciples participating in this competition walked towards the center of the high platform one by one and stood in the four directions.
After half a year of cultivation, Fang Hen could not see his injuries at all. Now he was standing in the east position with a majestic figure.
Yu Wenwen changed into red clothes, holding a three-foot long sword in her hand, and stood quietly in the south with a calm face. The breeze blew her hair full of green hair, like a fairy on earth.
Ming Jian looked indifferent and stood in the north, but everyone still didn't know why Yanfa Hall asked him to participate in this competition.
The most eye-catching one is the last person who replaced Shen Yu in Yuansheng Temple.
Zhang Jian, the great disciple of Zuowang Peak.
I saw him wearing a white gown that was characteristic of Zuowangfeng. He had a slender figure, a handsome face, and an indescribable coolness.
Master Daoxuan looked around, with a solemn face, and said loudly: "Three thousand years ago, the founder of our Dao Sect left the Dao Sect in the southwest, taught the Taoism of the Taoist Sect's immortality, and opened up the road to the Taoist Sect's immortality."
"Two thousand years ago, the Southern Barbarian Demon Territory went north to plot against our Middle-Earth. My Dao Sect senior, Master Shou Jing, brought five of his sect members and fought with the Demon Tribe for nine days and nine nights on the banks of the Linyuan River outside Nanhe City. , the formation killed countless big demons, and their bodies were covered in blood. In the end, their spiritual power was exhausted and they died of exhaustion. No one escaped."
"Fifteen hundred years ago, the seal in the north was loosened, aliens invaded, and the ancient demon was about to be born. It was our Taoist sect's predecessor, Lin Lingsu, who used his body seal and gave up his lifelong cultivation to suppress the ancient demon in the north. Under Jingmo Mountain, with one person's life, I waited until other practitioners from the Eight Holy Lands came."
"Twelve hundred years ago..."
Master Daoxuan spoke very slowly, but his voice was steady and rich. Every word represented this tragic period of history, and Daozong disciples felt the vicissitudes and heaviness in their hearts.
Even Monk Huike and Academy Lu Wenyu had solemn expressions on their faces, praising the tragedy of the senior Daozong.
Dao Zong, one of the Nine Holy Lands, stands proudly in the southwest of Linghuang Continent relying on the immortal deeds mentioned by Dao Xuan Zhenren.
It has been passed down for thousands of years without interruption.
Master Daoxuan looked down and said: "As the best disciples of our Dao Sect, no matter who wins this competition and goes to Zhongzhou Academy, you must not do anything that damages the foundation and reputation of our Dao Sect."
"Otherwise, I will kill him."
"clear."
The four disciples said at the same time.
Master Daoxuan nodded and said in a loud voice: "Start."
