After finishing the meal, Li Chuan went to play with the goose for a while, and then went back with Gong Er Pang San.
Since Wen Guying brought them back this time, they were placed in a separate small courtyard where the Four Gods Palace received distinguished guests, and a magic circle was arranged to facilitate practice.
Because Gong Er Pang San met many senior masters, his desire to seek Tao became stronger. As soon as he returned to his residence, he enclosed a piece of land and closed himself up. He asked Li Chuan to play by himself these days and not to disturb them in their cultivation of immortality.
The two of them want to join the modern world and become academic masters.
Li Chuan was dazed in the study for a while, studying the fragments of the Tianyin Pot for a while, and felt that he had no idea where to start. He stood by the window and looked at the scenery for a while. He felt that it was too quiet here, so he decided to go out for a walk.
He wore a skylark knot, and except for some closed areas, the whole journey was smooth. They all looked to the west. The scenery was very good and the buildings were beautiful, but they still felt a little too quiet. Occasionally, monks passed by, but they all walked firmly and went straight to the goal.
In the end, Li Chuan decided to go to the library and sit for a while.
After walking out of the teleportation array and taking a few steps forward, he saw a familiar figure, it was Mu Ling.
He hasn't left yet.
Li Chuan didn't stop and continued walking forward. Mu Ling also saw Li Chuan. He walked over quickly and said, "I've been waiting for you for several days. Don't be afraid. I'm here to apologize to you. It was my fault before. I was too impatient."
Mu Ling seemed to have figured it out and said, "Senior Brother Wen will not harm Senior Brother Guan. There must be a hidden secret. I will ask him after he comes out of seclusion."
Li Chuan didn't hate him either.
He was able to come when Guan Zhongqiu was in trouble, and he was obviously a man who repaid his kindness.
So Li Chuan said: "Brother Mu, just think about it."
After exchanging pleasantries, Mu Ling asked Li Chuan: "You came to the library to check something?"
Li Chuan replied: "Just taking a look."
"Are you going to watch the Battle of Heart Refining later?" Mu Ling asked.
Li Chuan thought this word was very fresh, so he asked: "The battle of refining the heart? What is that?"
Mu Ling explained: "The Xuantai Spiritual Light Association will be held in a few months. The Four Gods Palace is different from other sects. The elders who lead the team do not select the disciples, but allow the disciples who can participate to set their own rules and organize the arena. Finally, we just need to make a list and hand it in.”
"That's it."
"Yes," Mu Ling said enthusiastically, "And their arena rules are that everyone can nominate and the final decision is made by voting. Everyone likes to vote for those rules that seem weird. For example, one year, the rule for the magic weapon competition was vigorously If a miracle happens, just hit the magic weapon with the magic weapon, whichever one is more resistant to falling will win."
"How do you know so much?" Li Chuan was curious. Isn't he from the Lingchuan sect?
Mu Ling replied: "Everyone knows, that's why everyone envies the disciples of the Four Gods Palace." Then he explained to Li Chuan: "For other sects, the Xuantai aura event once every ten years is a major event, which will lead to How the disciples who go out perform is related to the sect’s reputation. But for the Four Gods Palace, it’s just about taking the disciples to have some experience.”
His eyes were envious, "I heard that Senior Brother Wen is leading the team this year. Unfortunately, my cultivation is too poor and I can't be ranked among the Lingchuan Sect. I probably won't be able to go."
As he said this, there was some unwillingness on his face: "The list will probably be finalized next month."
"Go for it." Li Chuan said.
"Based on my cultivation, I might be able to squeeze in, but it depends on the elders' thoughts. This year the Lingchuan faction will lead the team..." Mu Ling stopped his voice and forced out a smile, "We'd better go and see Let’s fight for the heart.”
"Then take me there quickly." Li Chuan also became interested.
"OK."
Mu Ling led Li Chuan towards the ring. He heard the noise in the distance and finally felt the popularity.
Although it is called an arena, it is not actually a stage. It is just a large open area circled and restrictions placed.
Li Chuan and Mu Ling found a higher place, sat on the rocks and looked down.
Soon, a new one begins.
Going up to the sky and into the earth, sometimes flying into the clouds, sometimes exploding into several pits, the magic weapon's colorful light was dazzling. The fight was very lively, and Mu Ling was explaining it, and Li Chuan gradually became fascinated.
The sun that happened to hang on the mountain peaks broke out from the clouds.
Li Chuan squinted his eyes, and when he looked back at the fight, he suddenly saw layers of ripples spreading outward from the center of the fight between the two. It was as if a flowing film covered the field of vision.
surge.
Layers of ripples gathered into countless dancing vortexes, undulating and oscillating. Li Chuan felt like he was walking freely, walking between the flow of light and shadow. It seemed that all the ripples would stop with a gentle wave of his hand. .
At this time, the surging wave changed its appearance again, turning into a point and a horizontal line that he was familiar with, but the positions of the points and horizontal lines were constantly changing and interlacing.
It turns out this is still the case.
Li Chuan subconsciously stretched out his hand and grabbed the point closest to him.
Caught?
Can you really catch it?
It hurts, it hurts!
Li Chuan let go of his hand, opened his eyes, and saw his hand stretched straight forward. The palm of his hand was rough, but there was no wound. He made a fist with five fingers and then released it. Well, there was no problem.
Maybe it was just an illusion.
"I'm going!" Mu Ling beside him suddenly shouted, and then everyone watching the battle stood up. Li Chuan also quickly looked forward and saw one of the monks fighting between them flying out of the field. He was about to fall off a cliff.
At this time, a light flashed and someone rescued the monk.
"Elder Wang is here."
"Fortunately, fortunately, the restriction suddenly failed."
"..."
Li Chuan looked at his hand, it must have nothing to do with him.
Mu Ling on the other side was also frightened, "Fortunately, there is a ten thousand-year poisonous miasma below. If you fall in, you won't die, but you will definitely miss the spiritual light meeting."
He added: "They must have fought too fiercely, and their energy load exceeded the upper limit of the restriction. They are worthy of being disciples of the Four Gods Palace."
After some chaos, the arena competition continued.
Li Chuan and Mu Ling watched another game. Seeing that the sun was about to set, Mu Ling said that she would invite Li Chuan to dinner.
When walking through the entrance of the arena, Li Chuan saw a simple stone tablet standing there with many names etched on it.
Mu Ling stopped, pointed to the line above and said, "This is Senior Brother Guan's name."
Li Chuan followed his hand and saw the three large seal characters "Guan Zhongqiu". Place somewhere in the middle.
"Only monks who have defended for more than a hundred matches can leave their names here." Mu Ling explained.
"The Taoist monks are of the same mind," Li Chuan said.
"Do you think so too?" Mu Ling asked.
"That's the kind of person he is."
(End of chapter)
