Rong Jiaojiao's young girl almost cheered happily when she saw her father knocking away the arrogant Mu Jiangyin with just one palm.
It wasn't until he heard the words "Tai Su Yin Gong's 18th level" coming from Mu Jiangyin's mouth that he looked at Bichen in surprise.
She knew that her father was determined to win the position of master of the Laojun Temple when he returned this time. He had previously instructed her to bribe Song Xing with glory and wealth so that Song Xing would give up his position as the master of the temple.
Even she didn't expect that Bichen's deepest hidden trump card would be to cultivate Taisu Yin Gong to the most profound 18th level.
She herself practices the Taiyin Su Gong taught by Pi Chen, and so far, she has only reached the twelfth level.
The further the Taiyin Su Gong goes, the harder it is to practice. No one in Laojun Guan has practiced this skill to the 18th level in two hundred years.
As soon as Mu Jiangyin said these words, Li Zhenzong and Liu Qingshan were horrified and moved.
Is Mu Jiangyin's martial arts weak?
He has achieved great success in refining Yan Gang. Even among the demon sect, he is considered a first-rate master. Even Li Zhenzong, who has been practicing for forty years, has no confidence in winning against him.
But even so, Bichen easily broke Mu Jiangyin's Yan Gang Zhenqi with a single palm. Although Mu Jiangyin underestimated the enemy, Bichen obviously held back.
Liu Qingshan was shocked and blurted out: "Senior Brother, have you reached the 18th level of Taisu Yin Gong?"
Bichen looked at Liu Qingshan condescendingly, nodded and admitted: "Yes, Taisu is the beginning of quality, and it is the eighteenth level of Taisu Yin Gong."
Two years ago, the Luoyang Chamber of Commerce, which Bichen was in charge of, accidentally acquired a Buddha statue carved from cold jade and fell into Bichen's hands.
Bichen accidentally broke a corner of the Buddha statue when he was viewing it. The Buddha statue was damaged, and Bichen discovered the cold jade heart that was rare in thousands of years.
With this Supreme Yin Treasure, Bichen's Taisu Yin Kungfu advanced rapidly. In just two years, he smoothly broke through from the 16th level to the highest level, the 18th level, where Taisu Yin begins. He has reached a state that his master Song Wenshao has not reached.
This is Bichen's greatest confidence in coming back to compete for the position of the temple master.
As long as he wants to, no one in Laojun Temple can resist his rise to power.
Mu Jiangyin stood up and trained his Yan Gang body horizontally, making his resistance extraordinary. Even if he was unexpectedly defeated by Bichen, Mu Jiangyin could regain his breath and stand up in a few breaths.
Looking at Bichen who was radiating the power of Yin in front of him, Mu Jiangyin had an ugly expression on his face: "I didn't expect that the one who was hiding the deepest was you, senior brother. The Taisu Yin Gong that no one has mastered in the past two hundred years is actually in your hands. Once again, I admit defeat."
It is extremely difficult to master the highest state of Taisu Yin Gong, but once you master it, the title of the eight masters of the Pichen Demon Sect will be completely confirmed. Even if you lose to Zuo Youxian, you will not be too far behind.
Even though he was Anlong's brother-in-law, Mu Jiangyin didn't think Anlong would support him if Anlong faced Bichen and Zuo Youxian at the same time.
Mu Jiangyin asked in confusion: "I just don't understand, since you have already practiced Taisu Yin Gong, why do you still tolerate everything when facing the Yin Kui sect? Is the Yin Queen Zhu Yuyan really so scary?"
Bichen shook his head and said, "Not enough."
Mu Jiangyin was stunned: "What?"
Bichen said: "Even if you practice Taisu Yin Gong, you can't enter the innate world. If you don't enter the innate world, you can't become a master. You will never know how terrible Zhu Yuyan is."
Bichen had met Zhu Yuyan five years ago. Among the eight masters of the Demon Sect, only Zhu Yuyan and Shi Zhixuan could be called innate, and the other six were all inferior to innate.
That time, he exchanged several moves with Zhu Yuyan, and for the first time he realized the gap between inferiority and superiority.
"Too many classics of Laojun Temple have been lost. Only the Yellow Book of the Shangqing Dynasty, Duoyi, can allow me to step into the innate world. Therefore, I am bound to get the Master of Laojun Temple."
Bichen's usually indifferent face showed a touch of excitement: "If I can achieve innateness, Laojun Guan will no longer have to rely on others, and the Yinkui Sect will not be able to do anything to me. Even if the master is still alive, I believe he will choose to support mine."
Xiantian, Laojun Temple has not produced a master above Xiantian for hundreds of years. If Bichen can really step into Xiantian, the struggle between Laojun Temple and the true inheritance of Taozu will definitely end with the victory of Laojun Temple. end.
Liu Qingshan's expression on the side was even more ashen. In vain, he still wanted to compete for the position of the master of Laojun Temple. Who knew that Bichen and Mu Jiangyin were hiding more deeply than the other, and the powerful people he met in the world , the resourcefulness that he was so proud of had no effect at all in the face of Bichen's absolute strength.
Seeing that Mu Jiangyin and Liu Qingshan no longer had the ambition to compete for the throne, Bichen turned to look at Li Zhenzong and asked in a low tone: "Uncle, now that the matter is over, I want to ask you again, who do you support as elder?" The position of the master of Junguan?"
Li Zhenzong's ugly face no longer showed surprise, but he looked at Bichen with slightly complicated eyes, "Senior brother's ability to teach disciples is indeed far better than mine. It's a pity that if I had been born decades earlier, you could definitely lead Bichen." Laojun Guan walks a farther distance."
Bichen's eyes were like stars wandering: "It's not too late now."
Li Zhenzong shook his head: "I admit that I was wrong before. You and Mr. Mu are both rare talents in my opinion."
Then his face became serious and he said seriously: "But senior brother's last words ordered Song Xing to succeed Laojun Guan Guan's position. Do you want to disobey?"
Seeing that Li Zhenzong was still so stubborn until now, Bichen's face darkened visibly.
Rong Jiaojiao couldn't bear it any longer and retorted: "Uncle Master, are you old to me? My father, Grandmaster, is watching. You don't want to give me the chance to watch. Instead, you wholeheartedly support this good-for-nothing boy. That's it." Even if my master is still alive, I’m afraid he won’t agree with your idea!”
When Li Zhenzong saw that Rong Jiaojiao, a yellow-haired girl, dared to contradict him, he was furious: "Shut up, when will it be your turn to speak here?"
Rong Jiaojiao had Bichen as her backing, and said without fear: "When the road is uneven, some people will trample on it. Master's selfishness has ruined the centuries-old foundation of Lao Jun Guan. My father is just stopping Master's mistakes."
Li Zhenzong sneered at Rong Jiaojiao, then looked at Bichen and said: "Pichen, you are indeed very good at being able to reach a state that even my senior brothers have not been able to achieve. If it had been any other time, my senior uncle might have supported you in sitting and watching. The position of the master, now, the position of the master of the temple can only be Song Xing."
Bichen saw that Li Zhenzong was still stubborn, with a flash of anger in his eyes, and asked in a deep voice: "Uncle Master insists on this, Bichen would like to ask, what is the reason that makes Uncle Master support my junior brother so firmly? "
Just as Li Zhenzong was about to speak, Song Xing beside him suddenly took a step forward and walked in front of Bichen.
Seeing Song Xing's actions, Li Zhenzong's mouth, which he was about to open, suddenly closed and stopped speaking.
This strange scene made Liu Qingshan, who had been hiding behind Mu Jiangyin, narrow his eyes, and a thought that even he found unbelievable suddenly flashed through his mind.
Song Xing looked at Pichen, who was a head taller than him, and said with a smile: "Under the Holy Sect, strength is supreme. Didn't you just say that, senior brother? I can make my uncle give up everything to support me, not you, senior brother." , naturally because my uncle believes that Laojun Guan will go further under my leadership than under your leadership, senior brother, that’s all.”
Bichen looked at the face in front of him that suddenly no longer concealed it, and was full of energy. The index finger of his right hand shook subconsciously. He looked down at Song Xing and whispered: "That's all? Junior brother, do you know what you just said? ?”
An invisible energy suddenly surged out of his body, and the terrifying energy instantly condensed in his right hand. Accompanied by the metallic sound of the gold wire rubbing against each other, the big hand shining with golden light was already reaching towards Song Xing.
Seeing Bichen's brazen attack, Song Xing slowly raised his palm, his palm also filled with a terrifying force of coldness. In Bichen's unbelievable eyes, he violently collided with his right hand. .
Amidst the loud noise, violent energy overflowed. In Rong Jiaojiao's dull eyes, the majestic Bichen staggered back a few steps, and was suddenly forced back by Song Xing's palm.
Two strands of equally gloomy and cold Qi forced out, instantly turning the originally warm spring-like hall into as cold as ice and snow.
Rong Jiaojiao opened her cherry mouth and was so surprised that she couldn't close it. She stared blankly at her father who was forced to retreat, and Song Xing, who stood motionless in front of Bichen and said with a smile: "The 18th level of Taisu Yin Gong" , is it amazing?”
