When the Sword Discussion Pavilion opened, the Sword Discussion List turned into a majestic stone tablet and fell in front of the Sword Discussion Pavilion. The hundred names on it emitted a faint light, just like a coveted beauty who wanted to take off her clothes and timidly moved towards it. People hook their hands, and it's like a delicious food handed down from ancient times is exuding fragrance, tempting those hungry people.
On the other side, another stone tablet appears. It is blessed with the art of imaging. The rewards are constantly changing like a revolving lantern. It looks like it is ready to come out, as if you only need to reach out a little, and the rewards will jump out of it and belong to you from now on. For you, all you need is to pay a few sword points.
Points, fighting... No, just a martial arts competition, isn't that all there is?
This... is the Marquis giving benefits to everyone?
Go!
For a moment, everyone rushed to the location of Lunjian Pavilion!
At that time, people wrote a poem praising:
In Dongcang City, the sword is open, and the heroes of the world should not hesitate.
The dragon roars and the tiger roars, the man is brave, the Confucian scholars and Taoists rush to the high platform.
It is not surprising that articles have been written for thousands of years, and it is natural to care about profit and loss.
Don't laugh at Penghao who ascends to the top of the palace. He is a natural talent on the list.
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Zhongjing City, Wenchang Pavilion.
"On the Sword Pavilion? All treasures and spiritual materials are listed."
“No matter the avenue, anyone from three thousand miles across the sky can participate!”
Yan Baichuan looked at the urgent message from Dongcang City and shook his head slightly: "I'm anxious, I'm too anxious! His martial arts has only been open for a long time, and these warriors have only mastered so much power, and they actually dare to compete with Confucianism and Taoism!"
"There are countless geniuses in the Confucian and Taoist realms. How could he underestimate the world's heroes so much!"
"A mere treasure..."
"Huh? These Confucian and Taoist treasures and spiritual materials look familiar... Isn't this his reward for moving from my Wenchang Pavilion treasury?"
"Is there a day when I can finally get them back in my lifetime?"
"Leng Hanbing!"
"Gather the talented Confucian scholars and go north to Dongcang to Lunjian Pavilion!"
"Bring me some subsidies from Wenchang Pavilion!"
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Shouyang Mountain, Baiyu Palace.
Qingwei looked at the jade slip in her hand, her expression unchanged, and she sent a message to Qingxuan, who was practicing with her eyes closed at her starting point: "Junior sister, we have a big job ahead."
"Huh?" Qingxuan raised his head and looked at Qingwei doubtfully.
Qingwei seemed to be in a trance, but the message continued: "That boy Chen Luo wants to cultivate his martial arts spirit and has built a nine-story platform."
"Both Confucianism and Taoism can enter and challenge."
"Most of the Taoist treasures we sent are among the rewards."
Qingxuan's eyes lit up.
As the chief steward of the Taoist sect, I would be lying if I said I didn’t feel distressed as I watched truck after truck delivering spiritual materials to Dongcang City.
Daomen is indeed rich, but Daomen's expenses are also high.
The Taoist habit has always been to spend money happily, but when it comes to making money, it is quiet and inactive.
If it weren't for Taoist demons like Jin Sanshun and Xianhu Patriarch, who kept a tight grip on Taomen's money bag, Taoist would have gone down the mountain to draw talismans to catch ghosts, check Feng Shui, calculate horoscopes, and ward off disasters and evil spirits.
"This Heavenly Master's intention is to summon those who are superior in the Taoist realm to go north to Dongcang!"
"If you meet someone from Taoist martial arts, just give in."
"If you meet someone from other martial arts or Confucian schools, give me a hard beating from this Heavenly Master!"
"My Taoist disciple, Zhang Sanfeng, is as good as Zhuge Liang!"
Qingxuan Ning nodded: "I'll make arrangements right away. By the way, senior brother, there are only you and me in the hall, why do we need to transmit messages?"
Qingwei sighed softly and continued to transmit the message: "It's impossible without transmitting the message. Xuan'er's progress is too fast, I'm afraid she will notice it if I speak."
"If she finds out about our arrangement, she might ambush the group of disciples we sent!"
Qingxuan suddenly realized it and said through a message: "Senior brother, you have been thoughtful!"
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In Dongcang City, the bustling crowd rushed outside Lunjian Pavilion, and they were all stunned.
There is actually a tripartite arena outside Lunjian Pavilion, with the three typing words "Heaven", "Earth" and "Human" appearing on it.
The staff of the Political Affairs Hall who had been given the order a long time ago were rushing around to explain.
"Everyone, everyone, listen clearly, listen clearly."
"To enter the Lunjian Pavilion, a warrior needs to win three consecutive games in the three arenas of heaven, earth, and humans before he is qualified to enter."
"Confucian scholars and Taoist disciples don't need to. You only need to inject some Haoran righteousness or innate source energy into the Qi stone in front of Lunjian Pavilion, and you can enter!"
As soon as these words came out, the Confucian scholars and Taoist disciples were slightly startled, but then they thought about it. After all, this Lunjian Pavilion was opened for martial arts. I rushed in to grab the rewards. I didn't even need the entry challenge. I just needed some "qi" to do it. Tickets are reasonable.
At this time, a Confucian scholar who was in the Eighth Grade Poetry Realm walked up to the Naqi Stone and said: "Before the martial arts was developed, my Confucian sect also dared to be the first in the world, so let me try how much I can get started!"
Many Confucian scholars in the Confucian sect frowned slightly: What are you trying to do? Didn't you see the Taoist disciples here? Why do Confucians always have such stupidity!
However, he still praised: "Your Excellency is truly a gentleman!"
The Taoist disciples nodded one after another: Is someone on board? Then we won’t go and wait and see what happens! Anyway, that's how things are. Just watch and watch, and it will all change.
Now that the change is over, it means everything is fine. Wait and see what happens next time!
At this time, I saw the Confucian scholar placing one hand on the Qi-receiving stone. After a while, his face turned pale. The Qi-receiving stone glowed green, and the Confucian scholar quickly sat down.
"Dude? How about it?"
The Confucian scholar adjusted his breath and said: "Yes, he has absorbed about 20% of my righteousness. It can be restored after reciting the classics for half a day."
Another Confucian scholar came to the Zhengshitang staff and asked: "How long can this entry-level Qi stay in Lunjian Pavilion?"
The staff of the Political Affairs Hall quickly replied: "The Marquis has told me that if you stay on the first floor of Nonjian Pavilion for a long time, you need to pay it again every seven days. If you advance to the second floor of Nonjian Pavilion, you need to pay it again every fourteenth time. By analogy, for each level you go up, there are seven more days.”
"So, isn't the ninth floor once every two months? This is a good deal, I'll try it too!"
Suddenly, outside the Lunjian Pavilion, a storm surged on the arena, and there was a buzz of people in front of the Lunjian Pavilion.
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On the observation deck of the City Lord's Mansion, Chen Luo looked at the lively scene of Lunjian Pavilion from a distance, then turned to look at Luo Ren Yueqi beside him.
"Yue Qi, can you really create Confucian treasures and Taoist weapons? A large number of prizes on my reward list are all those things."
Yue Qi chuckled: "Don't worry, Lord Marquis, this is the secret method of our Qianluo clan. As long as we have enough righteousness and source energy, we can create the best treasures of the Master Realm and the True Realm Realm. Among them, the best ones can also be made by The holder nourishes it with his own charm and upgrades it to a great Confucian cultural treasure and a Taoist magical weapon."
"That's fine!" Chen Luo chuckled.
You may make a small profit, but I, Chen Luo, will definitely not lose.
Still want to pick my wool?
He is strong, let him be strong, the breeze blows on the hills!
"Old Hua!" Chen Luo called softly, and the mountain spirit of Huashan Mountain immediately appeared behind Chen Luo.
"Xiao Ling is here!"
"Remember, after everyone wins the third game, they can no longer challenge freely, but will have a matching battle."
"A dignified monk must be prepared to deal with various opponents at any time! We also want to prevent anyone from being challenged maliciously!"
"After five wins, try to match as many opponents as possible who are also five wins."
"The battle between the Taoist sect and the Confucian sect can be arranged more!"
"Taoism and Taoism, Confucianism and Confucianism are also very beautiful."
"By the way, we can also arrange more battles between Taoist sects and Taoist martial arts!"
Yue Qi looked at Chen Luo, a chill rising in her heart.
What did I hear? No, I heard nothing!
Are all humans so scary?
If you don’t take action, you have already taken action!
We were actually his enemies in the first place?
Praise the princess!
Ignoring Yue Qi's shock, Chen Luo waved his hand, and the mountain spirit of Huashan Mountain disappeared. Chen Luo looked in the direction of Lunjian Pavilion again, sighing in his heart.
"Hey, my seeded players, come quickly."
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at the same time.
In Zhongjing City, Ji Zhong, who had recovered from his injury, came out of the city gate on his white horse and light fur coat.
In Luoyang City, Su Qianqian and Adamo boarded the boat heading to Leya City. Qin Yu picked up his sister Qin Qiao and accepted the money given by his uncle.
In Leyacheng, an extremely luxurious building docked at the pier. A pale Confucian scholar jumped off the building and held up his hands. After a while, a small green frog came out of the cabin. It flew out and fell into the hands of the Confucian scholar.
"Quack——"
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