After Bai Xiaoxiao left the stage, several more people came up one after another, all of whom had mediocre qualifications, at most they only had two skills.
After the warrior on the stage read out the last name, Feng Jingheng had already stepped onto the high stage and bowed to the immortal masters in the front row to speak.
The audience was already noisy. Feng Jingheng stood up for a long time and said to the audience: "Everyone, be quiet for a moment. This time the Lanjun Fu Fight has been finalized. The envoy of the Holy Fu Sect of the Immortal Kingdom has personally decided on Bai Xiaoxiao in Baicheng. I am the leader of Fu Dou. Bai Xiaoxiao, please come forward. The envoy has something to ask you."
Bai Xiaoxiao responded and walked out of the crowd, bowed to the stage and said, "Little girl Bai Xiaoxiao, please ask the immortal master for advice."
The immortal master in black and white clothing in the front row of the stage nodded and said: "Bai Xiaoxiao, this time you can inspire the fifth ice cone of the broken talisman. It is really commendable. I ask you if you are willing to join the Holy Spirit." Fu Zong?"
Bai Xiaoxiao's face showed surprise, and she bowed to the man and said, "Yes."
The man smiled with satisfaction and said: "That's very good." After saying that, he raised his hand and offered a fan-shaped object like a boat or a car, floating in the air in front of the stage. He moved his right hand towards Bai Xiaoxiao from afar, and saw Bai Xiaoxiao's body slowly floating up and landing in the fan-shaped object.
The man followed suit, flew to the side of the high platform, stood in the air, clasped his fists towards the people on the stage, and said, "Everyone, I have something to do, so I'll take my leave first. Please stay with me." Everyone in the immortal sect on the stage stood up. Give it away.
After a while, I saw the fan-shaped object carrying Bai Xiaoxiao and the man slowly rising into the sky, flying farther and farther, and gradually disappeared into the horizon.
Everyone in the audience stared at this scene blankly, speechless for a long time.
After a long time, Feng Jingheng cleared his throat and continued: "Everyone, this is the end of this Fu Dou. The Fu Dou results will no longer be calculated for the ranking. After discussion by all the immortals, it was decided to divide the two teams of Spirit Dou and Weapon Dou. The items are combined into one, and the ranking can only be determined by a duel. Later, an immortal will teach you the magic of immortality and weapon control. Please observe carefully. The ice cone talisman given to you before will no longer be taken back. Tomorrow During the competition, you can also use the camera."
After Feng Jingheng finished speaking, there was already a buzz of discussion among the crowd in the audience. The spirit fight and the weapon fight were combined into one, which was something that had never happened before and was beyond everyone's expectation.
While everyone was talking about it, an old man with a white beard from the Immortal Sect who was sitting on the high platform walked out and said to everyone in the audience: "This time I will teach you the technique. The name of the technique is 'Control the Sky'. Everyone is optimistic about it." It's done." After saying that, he gestured in the air with one finger for a long time, and a dark red spiritual map was clearly displayed in front of everyone.
Seeing such immortal methods, everyone in the audience was surprised. They all stared at the spiritual map in mid-air with their eyes wide open, and everyone silently paid attention to their memories, for fear of missing any details of the magic.
When Liu Qingyi heard that the person taught him the art of controlling the air, he saw that the picture in mid-air was exactly the same as the picture of the "art of controlling the air" that he had practiced. He exclaimed in his heart that he was lucky: "If it is this technique, Who else is more familiar with this game than me?"
The spiritual map in mid-air lasted for dozens of breaths and then gradually disappeared. The immortal leader on the stage began to teach the formula loudly. After everyone had memorized the outline, he took out a wooden sword and taught everyone the art of sword control. .
Liu Qingyi had briefly heard about the sword-handling technique of the immortal leader, and felt that it was much simpler than the sword-handling technique in his booklet. The sword technique only had one type of "cutting". He felt slightly surprised in his heart, and then thought again. Thinking about it, it suddenly dawned on me.
I have practiced this sword technique at the bottom of the lake for more than a month, and with the help of the stone niche at the bottom of the lake, I have just mastered all the sword techniques and techniques in the booklet.
On the other hand, these people in the audience, although they have successfully achieved enlightenment, are all ordinary people who have never practiced immortal arts before. These newcomers only have one day. If they can master one or two simple sword skills, they will be able to master them. It is extremely rare.
The immortal master explained it for a long time, then he recited the sword formula and pointed at the wooden sword in the distance, and started to demonstrate.
He saw the wooden sword flying in a wide circle in front of him, and then slashing in one direction several times under his command. After stopping behind the sword, the immortal master began to explain again. After a while, he turned the sword and slashed in another direction several times to demonstrate.
Everyone in the audience watched and listened carefully. These immortal methods were something they only dreamed of in the past. Now that they could see them in person, no one blinked an eye.
Liu Qingyi was the only one who looked absent-minded, and even yawned several times.
Soon, the immortal master finished speaking, put away his wooden sword, and returned to sit on the stage. Everyone in the audience still looked thoughtful and immersed.
At this time, several warriors came over and handed out wooden swords to everyone in the audience. Feng Jingheng said a few words in a hurry, asking everyone to go back and meditate, etc., and then left with everyone from the Immortal Sect on the stage. .
Among those who received the wooden swords, some practiced meditation on the spot, while others left in a hurry.
Liu Qingyi held the wooden sword in his hand and broke it slightly. He saw the man named Huo Gang in Donglin City sitting on the ground and meditating. Next to him was the tall man named Feng Tao. He smiled softly and held the little boy in his arms. The civet walked slowly outside the martial arts arena.
Returning to Lanfeng Garden, Liu Qingyi saw that Li Feng, Xu Xiang and others were immersed in practicing in the house with the door closed, and it was not easy to join in the fun, so he lay bored on the bed alone, teasing the little civet while thinking wildly. I had been practicing the immortal sword technique passed down this time for a long time, but I didn't pay much attention to it, so I fell asleep in a hazy state.
When he woke up in the middle of the night, he felt hungry, so he found some dry food to fill his stomach.
Suddenly I felt a little urgent to urinate, and I was having a battle between heaven and man in my mind, "Should we solve it on the spot, or go to the toilet?" After a long time, he made up his mind: "It's better to go to the toilet. After all, I have to sleep all night. If I'm nearby, I'll always be safe." It's not easy to deal with." Then he stood up and opened the door softly, and headed towards the toilet.
As a modern man, he naturally wanted to avoid disturbing the crowd in the middle of the night, so he walked gently on tiptoes for fear of making any noise.
When they reached a wooden house nearby, they heard voices coming from inside.
This room was usually Chen Sui'er's residence, and it was almost always relatively quiet. In the dead of night, Liu Qingyi was surprised to hear someone talking in the room, so she listened.
A female voice in the room said: "Brother Ji, you are so cruel." It was Chen Suier's voice.
At this time, a man's voice came from the room: "Suier, don't blame me. You are about to step into the immortal gate now. If you don't take away the child, you will suffer a big loss."
The female voice said: "I'm not afraid, so why are you afraid?"
The man said: "Sui'er, why are you so stubborn? I'm doing this for your own good. Daddy took me all the way after him just to resolve this matter."
The woman said: "Oh, you are kind-hearted, and you even brought the fetus-transforming medicine."
The man added: "Originally, I have promised your father not to see you again. Now that you and I are immortals, I don't want to drag you down. Alas, from now on, you can practice in the immortal sect with peace of mind. It's not a bad idea. Find someone better than me." The man's voice was trembling, and his tone seemed inexplicably sad.
After a while of silence, a female voice said faintly: "Brother Ji, why bother? You know I don't want to become an immortal at all."
The man suddenly shouted softly: "No, I want you to practice! I don't live up to my expectations and have no qualifications. You are different. You already have it. If you don't agree to me taking this fetal medicine, I would rather die in front of you." before."
As he said this, a squeaking sound was heard in the room, and the female voice screamed: "No!" Then a soft cry from a woman came.
The female voice said again: "Brother Ji, don't be like this. I took this fetal medicine, don't you want to be like this?" After saying that, there was a faint sound of falling in the room.
Then I heard a female voice in the room say: "Brother Ji, it doesn't matter if you are injured."
The man seemed to be in a bad state, his voice was a little weak and hoarse, and he whispered: "Sui'er, promise me, don't worry about me anymore."
The female voice said urgently: "Brother Ji, you are hurt..."
The man said: "It's okay, cough, please leave me alone." After saying that, slight footsteps sounded in the house, but they were getting closer and closer to the door.
Liu Qingyi hurriedly shrank her body, ducked and hid in the shadows next to the wooden house, and then heard the sound of the door opening.
I vaguely saw a figure stumbling out from the door, and disappeared all the way to the gate of Lanfeng Garden.
At this time, a stream of water was heard in the room, followed by a sound of a woman vomiting. Not long after, the woman's low sobs were heard again.
