Qingcheng Mountain.
The midday sun was fierce and dazzling, covering the entire high platform.
This high platform is all white, with no trace of splicing. It seems to be processed on the basis of a single boulder.
The entire platform is three feet high and covers an area of several miles.
A slightly simple small platform was set up with wooden planks on top of the platform, on which sat more than ten people dressed in gorgeous clothes and with extraordinary bearing.
Below the platform, there was a circle of disciples wearing Qingcheng Mountain robes.
"I wonder what kind of outstanding disciples will stand out in this year's Qingcheng Mountain Disciple Competition Ceremony!"
"Hahaha, there are outstanding people in Qingcheng Mountain. With such a group of outstanding disciples, it must be a fierce battle today! Elder Wu, you can introduce us to your outstanding disciples in Qingcheng Mountain later. I heard that your disciple I also participated in this martial arts competition!"
The several old men on the stage all looked at Wu Fan, who was sitting in the middle of them, with smiles on their faces.
At this time, Wu Fan was dressed in an exquisite Taoist robe, holding a fly whisk in his hand, and had the spirit of an immortal, completely looking like an immortal.
Wu Fan twirled his fingers and chuckled. Today is the day of the Qingcheng Mountain disciples' martial arts competition ceremony. Because the ceremony was held in a hurry, there was no time to invite too many guests.
However, the ceremony must be held seriously, after all, this ceremony is to select the Taoist disciples of Qingcheng Mountain.
Daozi is the most outstanding disciple in a Taoist sect. He can shoulder the important task of inheriting the Taoism of the sect and is a symbol of the sect. Similar to him, there are Buddhist disciples in Buddhism.
"What's the point of watching a group of second- and third-grade warriors fighting? It's better to go home and sleep. I see there's no one in Qingcheng Mountain. It's just these rotten fish and shrimps, and they are showing off to embarrass themselves. I'm really not ashamed!"
A haughty voice came from the corner, not hiding the disdain in his words.
Everyone looked around with surprise and anger, wanting to see who it was that actually dared to say such shocking words at the Qingcheng Mountain Disciple Competition Ceremony.
You must know that even if Qingcheng Mountain is in decline now, the power of the tiger is still there, not to mention that Qingcheng Mountain is not at the end of its rope yet.
Today, Qingcheng Mountain still has a certain status in the martial arts world. Even some first-class sects will give some respect and help to Qingcheng Mountain's disciples when they meet them outside.
Before anyone could react, an arrogant figure stood up and walked towards him, his sleeves fluttering and his gestures full of arrogance.
Everyone looked at the young man striding towards Wu Fan, and their expressions were all moved.
"Isn't that the son of Northland Spear King Jueshenzi? Why is he here too?"
"I saw him before, and thought that Jueshenzi sent him here to negotiate peace. I didn't expect that it would end up like this."
"This is the old grudge between the Gun King Sect and Qingcheng Mountain. We'd better stop meddling in other people's affairs, lest we get involved and get stuck."
"It depends on how Great Elder Wu Fan handles this matter. If one mistake is made, it may start another bloody storm in the martial arts world..."
"What is going on? Why don't I know? Brother, please tell me."
"Ahem, this is a secret. The grievances between Qingcheng Mountain and the Spear King of the North are very complicated. It is said that the wife of the Spear King Jueshenzi of the North suddenly became seriously ill, and they searched for famous doctors to no avail. In the end, there was no result. He spent a lot of money to ask Qingcheng Mountain to predict a way out for his seriously ill wife, but Qingcheng Mountain told him that Ghost Doctor Valley could save his wife's life.
So the gun king took his dying wife and traveled thousands of miles at night to the Ghost Doctor Valley, but the ghost doctor couldn't save his wife. In the end, the gun king could only watch his wife die in front of him. The outcome of this matter was obviously inconsistent with the hexagram calculated by Qingcheng Mountain. Therefore, it is not surprising that the spear king later went up Qingcheng Mountain alone and made a fuss for three days and three nights. In the end, he was forced to take action personally and knocked him down from the mountain. "
"How could this be? Fortune telling is all about guessing unpredictable things, how can it be accurate every time!"
"But after all, the gun king paid a huge price to ask Qingcheng Mountain to take action. He came to the door politely because he took a fancy to Qingcheng Mountain's golden sign."
"Let me tell you, who should we ask in Qingcheng Mountain to tell the fortunes of the Spear King of the North? For such a big figure as the Spear King of the North, at least we should find someone who can do the fortune telling!"
"It is said that it was the Great Elder Wu Fan who planned it..."
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Everyone was talking quietly on the sidelines, but no one came forward to stop the young man's rude behavior.
"I have long heard that the divination skills of Qingcheng Mountain are famous all over the world, and the divination skills of the Great Elder Wu Fan are even better than those of others. They are comparable to the previous leader of Qingcheng Mountain." The young man paused and then smiled at Wu Fan. He took out his right hand and said, "I wonder how many garlic cloves Elder Wu Fan can peel after listening to what I just said?"
I saw the young man spread his palm, and a clove of garlic suddenly appeared in his palm.
Everyone was startled when another burst of laughter came from the corner. The owner of this laughter was obviously very restrained, but he still couldn't suppress his laughter.
So this laughter caused several laughter again.
However, the people sitting next to Wu Fan obviously did not dare to laugh. After all, if he smiled in front of Wu Fan, he would be slapping Qingcheng Shan in the face.
The Spear King Zong dared to challenge Qingcheng Mountain, the Spear King of the North. It was only because of his seventh-grade peak strength, the tens of thousands of disciples and elders of the Spear King Sect, and the decline of Qingcheng Mountain that he and the Spear King came to this point. What a look.
If these small sects want to imitate the King of Guns and cause trouble, they have to weigh their own weight to see if they are strong enough to face the wrath of Qingcheng Mountain afterwards.
"How could the gun king's son learn how to sell garlic if he doesn't learn marksmanship? But you sold it to the wrong place. We don't buy garlic in Qingcheng Mountain." There was no embarrassment on Wu Fan's face, and his words were still gentle, as if he was chatting with others on a daily basis. .
Jueyun snorted coldly and put away the garlic in his hand, "You Qingcheng Mountains are just a bunch of local chickens and dogs. They can only learn some tricks of deceit and abduction. I won't waste any time talking to you. I came here today just to represent my father." Find the place and avenge the past!"
Jueyun stood with his hands behind his back, his sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes showing his power without anger. He came this time because Jueshenzi received an invitation from Qingcheng Mountain a few days ago. On it was Wu Fan's sincere apology and his hope that the two of them could sit down and have a good talk on the occasion of the Qingcheng Mountain disciples' martial arts competition ceremony.
After Jueshenzi read the invitation, he didn't think about food or tea all day long, so he thought about how to use the opportunity to deal with Wu Fan to avenge his original revenge. After much deliberation, he finally decided to send his son Jueyun to attend in his place.
Before Jueyun came, he had already told his father about his plan and rehearsed it in his mind countless times.
That is to humiliate Qingcheng Mountain in a big way, thereby arousing the anger of Qingcheng Mountain, and then propose to challenge all the disciples of Qingcheng Mountain alone. As long as he finally succeeds in the challenge, then with his deeds of suppressing the entire Qingcheng Mountain disciples, the Gun King Gatekeeper will step on Qingcheng Mountain. His face reached the top of the martial arts sect.
Moreover, Qingcheng Mountain prides itself on being a well-known and upright family, and cherishes feathers the most. It is impossible for them to secretly plot against themselves. After all, there are many elders and sect leaders here watching.
If these shameless tricks are discovered, Qingcheng Mountain's prestige will be completely destroyed, and today's Qingcheng Mountain relies on this prestige to support itself. Once its prestige is gone, Qingcheng Mountain will also completely decline.
In this way, not only will the revenge for killing his mother and humiliating his father be avenged, but his reputation among the younger generation in the martial arts world will also be forged.
Jueyun secretly made up his mind that he must completely overthrow Qingcheng Mountain this time. He had the confidence and strength.
"Oh, how do you want to take revenge?" Wu Fan didn't want to spend more time with this junior. After all, today was the Qingcheng Mountain Disciple Ceremony.
He believed that he might have made a mistake in his fortune-telling, which indirectly led to the death of the gun king's wife, but he was also willing to bear part of the responsibility.
After the Gun King's wife died, he visited her many times to apologize, and Qingcheng Mountain compensated the Gun King with several times the fortune-telling fees that the Gun King had given him.
But the Gun King still refused to give up, and later even attacked the mountain gate. After many good words and attempts to persuade him to no avail, he had no choice but to force the Gun King back.
This time, Wu Fan also wanted to take the opportunity to sit down and have a chat with the gun king, put aside all the past grudges, and maybe he could put an end to the past and turn the hostility into friendship.
Unexpectedly, the Gun King claimed that he was ill and asked his son to attend instead. He couldn't figure out what the Gun King's purpose was.
"After all these times, I feel I have a clear conscience. If you, the King of Guns, think about it again, I will let you know that Qingcheng Mountain is not something that even cats and dogs can handle." Wu Fan secretly thought in his heart. He made up his mind because he had been feeling very guilty for the death of the Gun King's wife, so he tolerated the Gun King's humiliation of Qingcheng Mountain several times. But now the Gun King actually sent his own son to make trouble, and even made such nonsense in front of so many sects to humiliate Qingcheng Mountain. This made the last bit of guilt in his heart disappear.
He is the great elder of Qingcheng Mountain, so he must put Qingcheng Mountain as his top priority. If he does not stand up to protect the face of Qingcheng Mountain at this time, then he, the great elder, will be acting too cowardly.
Jueyun smiled, then jumped down and stood in the center of the competition field.
With a wave of his hand, a long gun flying directly towards him from a shelf with eighteen weapons on the side.
Jueyun raised his hand to catch it, his movements were smooth and smooth, and the connection was flawless.
When the spear was in his hand, his momentum suddenly changed, like a lion about to become angry.
"I want to challenge all of you Qingcheng Mountain disciples!"
Shocking words!
This is simply shocking!
If you want to challenge all the disciples of a sect on your own, if you win, the sect will probably be doomed.
After all, all the disciples of the entire sect were stepped on by one person. It would be very difficult for such a sect to recruit new disciples.
If no new disciples can be recruited, then the sect's orthodoxy will come to an end. There is no other way but destruction.
At this time, Wu Fan also frowned slightly, his impression of the gun king had dropped to the freezing point.
Although the Gun King caused trouble before, it was because Qingcheng Mountain was unreasonable and sorry for others, but now he actually sent his son here to step on Qingcheng Mountain's face and destroy Qingcheng Mountain's orthodoxy.
"I will let you know that even if Qingcheng Mountain will eventually fall, it will not fall into this moment, nor will it fall into my hands." Wu Fan said secretly in his heart.
