"Zhengjia sent Ye Boyang to come here to learn the lesson!" The voice sounded and the person arrived. In an instant, the person was standing in front of the young man in white with a sword in his hand.
"Brother Taoist, you're so polite!" Ruzhen couldn't help but frowned, thinking: "This person has come with bad intentions!"
"Be humble! Be humble!" Ye Boyang smiled and cupped his hands, while Ruzhen also smiled and said nothing. The two of them were frozen on the stage, neither of them willing to make the first move. Now everyone in the audience gave up and started shouting.
"The visitor is a guest!" Ye Boyang reached out with his right hand, signaling that it was better to invite him first. Now Ruzhen had no way to avoid it, so he had to move forward with his fan, and in a blink of an eye the two of them were fighting together. If it really happened, it would be a heavy move. The fragrant wind rushed towards his face. Ye Boyang jumped up and down, but he completely avoided it with ease. Ruzhen was a little anxious now, and the number of fans suddenly increased. Ye Boyang immediately made a seal with his left hand and drew the sword with his right hand. I saw a stream of flames spurting out from the sword, immediately burning the fine embroidered fan until only the bones were left. Fortunately, Ruzhen retreated in time, otherwise he would have burned himself. Despite this, he still had black hair and a black face, and was completely no longer as elegant as before.
"Hey! The pretty boy has turned into a black boy!" The audience burst into laughter.
Ru Zhen had no idea. When he saw Ye Boyang leaping closer with his sword, he immediately slapped his bones and swung rapidly. Ye Boyang never expected that another fragrant wind would hit his face. It turned out that the fan was the same with or without sides. Ye Boyang couldn't help but feel weak all over. At the critical moment, he had no choice but to roll on the spot and throw the sword in his right hand with all his strength. The sword went straight through the round fan and pierced Ruzhen's face. Ruzhen immediately stepped aside to avoid it.
Before Ru Ru could actually make another move, Ye Boyang made a gesture with his hands and recited it silently. Ruzhen's round fan had just been swung halfway when he felt a strong wind coming from the back of his head. He screamed something bad in his heart and quickly turned around and fell backwards. As expected, the sword seemed to be alive, heading straight for the back of his head. Although Ruzhen fell down in time, a strand of hair was still cut off.
Ye Boyang, who turned over and jumped up, was unwilling to give up. The sword turned in the air and rushed towards Ruzhen's face. Before Ruzhen could turn around, the tip of the sword had already pierced his throat.
"Wow..." The audience immediately exclaimed.
"Sure!" Taoist priest Feixu shouted in the audience, and the tip of the sword immediately stopped in the air.
"You can be merciful and merciful! How can you look like a cultivator?" Taoist Master Feixu turned around and scolded Ye Boyang.
"Master, my disciple is aware of his mistake! He is not good at learning and made a mistake. Master, please punish me!" Ye Boyang quickly sheathed his sword and knelt down to admit his mistake. In fact, he had planned to stop the tip of the sword at the critical moment, but his master had taken the opportunity, and now he had no choice but to surrender.
"Oops! Young man! You're not careful! Let's continue the competition quickly!" Friends of the Zhengjia faction came out one after another to smooth things over, and took advantage of the situation to pull Taoist Feixu back to the table. .
After that, Ye Boyang lost several people in a row.
Qi Yuanxiao couldn't help but push Jin Guishan: "Senior brother, if you go up, you can definitely defeat him! With your way..."
"No wonder it's a thousand taels of gold! In the end, it still belongs to his family! I think it's long ago..." He Lingchi said angrily.
"Junior sister..." Jin Guishan turned around and glared at He Lingchi. She stuck out her tongue knowingly and said nothing.
As expected, Ye Boyang came out on top in the end. Although everyone in the audience was somewhat unhappy, they couldn't say anything and could only mumble below. Taoist Feixu just pretended not to see it: "Everyone, it's almost noon. I have prepared meals for everyone. After we have had enough wine and food, we will fight again in the afternoon!" Before he finished speaking, dozens of little Taoist priests started Busy serving dishes. Yibing and Fat Girl were immediately trembling with joy.
"We'll fight again in the afternoon? Isn't it already over?" Yibing looked at Jin Guishan curiously.
"There's a battle in the afternoon, and we're going to join in too!" Fat Girl interrupted.
Jin Guishan smiled: "Senior Brother Mu, I have to work hard for you this afternoon!"
"Oh...Oh..." Yibing thought: "I have to work hard in the afternoon, so I need to eat more!"
"Senior Brother Mu, do me a favor!" Fat Girl suddenly handed half a radish into Yibing's hand and pointed at her back. Yibi immediately understood what she meant and quickly stuffed the carrot into the bag behind Fat Girl. The fat girl was so attentive that she almost forgot that Han Yu was still hungry!
After having a full meal, fruits and refreshments, Taoist Master Feixu jumped up to the high platform with a smile on his face: "Dear fellow Taoists, fellow Taoists, as we travel around the world to slay demons, we will inevitably encounter each other. Monsters with high levels of sorcery are sometimes beyond the reach of one's own moral character, so each sect has its own formations for subduing and subduing demons. Today we are going to compete to see which formation is more powerful. , and also give everyone an opportunity to learn from each other!”
"The Jade Immortal Sect is not talented, please give me some advice!" As soon as Taoist Master Feixu finished speaking, a tall and thick man jumped onto the stage with six of his fellow disciples. Ruzhen, who was burned to ashes, was also among them.
"Okay, okay! The Jade Immortal Sect is indeed everyone's style. I wonder which sect dares to come up to fight?" Taoist Priest Feixu looked around the audience and saw someone standing up in the northwest corner.
"The Haikong Sect is willing to come and learn from me!" He said and a dozen people crowded up. The Jade Immortal Sect did not dare to neglect and stood ready to take the camera early.
"Hey, this is the formation of the famous Seven Fairies descending to the mortal world?" The leader of the Haikong Sect looked curious, which immediately caused the audience to burst into laughter.
"Xuanshan of the Jade Immortal Sect has led all the juniors to ask for advice!" The tall and thick man was not angry at all, and drove the formation to kill the Haikong Sect.
"Haikong sent Guan Canghai and all his junior brothers to come here to receive advice!" Haikong sent the message to the people, and more than a dozen people swarmed up like a school of fish.
The Seven Immortals Formation of the Jade Immortal Sect was originally taken from the Seven Fairies descending to the mortal world, which is probably why Xuanshan doesn't care about ridicule. I saw seven people from the Jade Immortal Sect moving left and right, stepping on the stars, walking gracefully, as if they were singing and dancing. The several elders were so flattering that it was really hard to accept. The Haikong faction is rather majestic, with two rows on the left and right, with the front leading behind and the rear following front, connected end to end. When one person moves, the whole group moves, and the left and right complement each other without any gaps.
After a few rounds, there was no winner or loser, and both sides couldn't help but feel anxious. The Jade Immortal Sect hurriedly produced magic weapons. Some were holding jade flutes, some were holding medicine hoes, some were holding bamboo flutes, and some were holding silver shuttles. They were all poetic and picturesque. It was still the doughless fan, although it was fanned hard. , but still can't help the sea and air faction's attacks from left to right. The Haikong sent people to use their swords as one, and the swords of the people to advance and the people to retreat with the swords were retreating. In large cases, the two rows of sword qi responded to each other, and in small cases, the sword qi of two people took care of each other. No matter how the Yuxian sect attacked, the defense was flawless.
Xuanshan couldn't help but become more anxious and glanced sideways at Ruzhen. Ruzhen understood immediately and secretly conveyed it to his brothers. When the two sides met face to face again, the Jade Immortal Sect suddenly rose into the air and rushed from top to bottom. The Haikong Sect never expected the attack from above, and they immediately became confused and fell to the ground one after another.
"Wow, they are really seven fairies!" Fat Girl exclaimed with envy on her face.
Yibing couldn't help but picture the fat girl falling from the sky, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"What are you laughing at?" The fat girl stared at Yibing curiously.
"No, no... Hey, someone is on stage again!" Yibing quickly changed the subject.
This new group of people are quite rude. They all have unshaven beards and bare chests and backs, and they look like hunters.
"The Nanqiao sect is here to learn from you!" Before he finished speaking, he was already fighting with the Yuxian sect. Just three rounds later, the Nanqiao sect suddenly sat cross-legged on the ground and chanted silently in unison. Before everyone could recover, loud noises were heard on the hillside to the east. Turning around, he saw dozens of giant trees rising from the ground and drifting to the stage in an instant. They were like living people, with branches like arms attacking the Jade Immortal Sect.
People only have arms, but these giant trees have branches as arms. For a while, the Jade Immortal Sect was really difficult to resist. Seeing that they were about to lose ground, the Yuxian Sect tried to repeat their old tricks, but they never expected that they would be covered by the tree crowns and unable to fly at all!
At this moment, the disciple holding the jade flute suddenly started playing, and Xuanshan immediately called for other disciples to surround him. The sound of the flute is quiet, sweet, and gentle, just like a lover laughing and scolding, sometimes happy and sometimes sad, lingering in the ears. Hearing this, the disciples of the Nanqiao Sect were flustered and restless, chanting intermittently. The giant trees also moved and stopped, completely in disarray.
Taking this opportunity, Ruzhen Tuanfan took out his hand and swung it towards the gap exposed between the two trees. A strong gust of wind immediately caused the Nanqiao Sect disciples to roll off the stage one after another.
"Senior brother, this is a bit like that coquettish... seven-tailed fox's spell!" He Lingchi said with disdain. Jin Guishan frowned and said nothing.
After that, the Jade Immortal Sect lost several sects in a row. Seeing that no one dared to come to the stage to receive advice, Ruzhen couldn't help but feel proud: "Is there anyone else coming to the stage?"
"Hey, it's time for the Zhengjia faction to come again..." Before He Lingchi finished speaking, Ye Boyang jumped onto the stage with a loud roar: "The Zhengjia faction has come to ask for advice!" The audience immediately booed.
"Okay, okay!" Xuanshan's eyes widened angrily, and he hit him on the head with the medicine hoe in his hand. The disciples of the Yuxian Sect also rushed forward. Everyone had the same idea. Ruzhen could regain the face he had lost to Ye Boyang in the morning.
Ye Boyang hurriedly blocked it with his sword, and the Zhengjia sect disciples immediately retreated several feet. Seeing that the flute-wielding disciple put his mouth up again, everyone in the audience quickly covered their ears with their hands, but the Zhengjia disciples turned a blind eye and were not affected at all. They must have blocked their ears before going on stage. The Jade Immortal Sect was stunned for a moment, and the melodious flute sound sounded. There was no charming sound at all, but several half-naked fairies danced along with the flute. All the disciples of the Zhengjia sect looked red in the face, except Ye Boyang, who did not react at all. He took the bamboo flute directly with the tip of his sword. The flute player retreated hastily. As soon as the sound of the flute stopped, the disciples of the Zhengjia sect had the same intention and turned to the flute player in unison. The person stabbed away. Fortunately, Xuanshan was blocked by a hoe, otherwise the flute player would not die but would also be disabled.
"Well done!" Xuanshan praised him and struck back at Ye Boyang, only to see a bolt of lightning coming towards him. Ye Boyang hurriedly jumped back three steps before finally avoiding it.
"You are good!" Ye Boyang praised fiercely, moved his body back to make a gesture with his left hand and drew out the sword with his right hand. The disciples of the Zhengjia sect immediately dispersed into a circle and surrounded him in the center. Each of them made a hand seal with their left hand and drew out their swords with their right hands. Flames were seen spraying out from each sword tip, directly towards the sword in Ye Boyang's hand, and instantly merged into one. A huge flame spurted out from the tip of Ye Boyang's sword, sweeping across the stage like a devastation, and even the audience could feel the intense heat. Although the Jade Immortal Sect reacted quickly and jumped off the stage one after another, they were still more or less burned to ashes.
"That's it! That's it!" Xuanshan, who was forced off the high platform, couldn't help but feel ashamed, and quickly stopped other disciples who were planning to fight again. Although he had long been prepared for the fire-breathing move, he never expected that such a large spurt would come.
"We haven't lost yet!" Ruzhen was so angry that his eyes burst into flames, and he was accidentally burned twice.
"Forget it, I've already jumped off the stage!" Xuanshan knew that they didn't lose in the battle, but it was always a bit ugly to jump off the stage.
"Wow, I can go home now!" Seeing the Zhengjia sect conquering the city again, Qi Yuanxiao couldn't help but look at Jin Guishan with a complaining look.
"What? Is that thousand taels of gold so tempting?" Of course Jin Guishan understood what he was thinking.
"No...it's not just about gold! Master asked us to come to the Immortal Cultivation Conference. All we did was eat and watch. We didn't even try our skills. How can we explain to her when we go back?" Qi Yuanxiao said plausibly.
"What else are you trying to do? I lost twice in a row along the way. Isn't that embarrassing enough?"
"That's because I was caught off guard. What if..." Qi Yuanxiao couldn't continue.
"Sigh... Junior Brother, it's not that I don't want to go on stage to compete, but didn't you understand what Senior Brother Feixu meant yesterday?"
"Of course I understand! It's just that he doesn't want you to compete on stage! What he said is that he wants to take this opportunity to reduce factional fighting... In the final analysis, he just wants to expand the power of his Zhengjia faction!"
"You still say this now that you know it?"
"I feel unwilling!" Qi Yuanxiao suddenly stiffened his neck.
"Forget it, two senior brothers, forget it! Why do we cultivators care about winning or losing! We can eat again soon. Aren't you hungry?" Fat Girl quickly squeezed past.
"Eat, eat, eat, you know how to eat!" Jin Guishan and Qi Yuanxiao turned around and scolded Fat Girl in unison. After a brief silence, they both couldn't help but laugh. The fat girl pouted aggrievedly and ignored them.
"Which other faction wants to come to the stage to teach?" Ye Boyang shouted several times but no one came up. He hurriedly turned his head and glanced at Taoist Feixu in the audience. Taoist Feixu nodded understandingly.
"Fellow Taoists, you are so humble! There are so many wonderful formations and wonderful methods from various sects in the world. It can be said that each has its own strengths and weaknesses and is mutually reinforcing..." As Ye Boyang spoke, he suddenly turned his attention to Jin Guishan: "For example, the Wuyun Sect His Xuanwu formation is world-famous. I heard that your sect used this formation to kill the evil dragon and subdue the ghost mother and became famous all over the world. I don’t know why you are not willing to teach me today? Could it be..."
"What did you say?" Qi Yuanxiao jumped up immediately.
Ye Boyang smiled slightly: "I mean, is it because you are feeling unwell that you refuse to let me learn this legendary formation?"
"Legend?" If it weren't for Jin Guishan's pull, Qi Yuanxiao would have jumped onto the stage. Jin Guishan's heart was filled with anger: "What do you mean by Feixu? Yesterday you persuaded us not to come on stage, and now you have sent your disciples to provoke us!"
"No, no, we all just want to see this legendary formation! Legend!" Ye Boyang replied in a deliberately sinister manner.
"Master Nephew Ye, we cultivators don't care about victory or defeat. The humble sect just comes here with the heart of knowledge and has no intention of going on stage to compete for a thousand taels of gold!" Jin Guishan stood up in a hurry and laughed, and many people in the audience heard this His face looked ashamed.
"Hey? You can't fight for a thousand taels of gold, but how can you not fight for Taimiao's face?" Ye Boyang was so determined to bring the Wuyun faction to power that he even said such ugly words. Taoist Priest Feixu couldn't help but frown, but he remained silent.
Jin Guishan raised his eyebrows and said nothing. He had already said this and it was impossible not to go on stage. He turned around and said to his brothers: "This bastard Feixu! He must have seen that there were only six of us here and could not exert the power of the Xuanwu Formation, so he changed his mind and forced us to come on stage, hoping to take this opportunity to make a name for himself! We have no choice but to fight, and although the odds of victory are slim, we must still try our best to save Master’s face!”
"Brother Mu, I didn't plan to go on stage to compete again yesterday, so I didn't teach you anything anymore. It's too late to say anything now, so I have to ask Senior Brother Mu to help us with difficulty!" Jin Guishan is really ashamed. My intestines turned green.
"Little White Rabbit, I'll carry it!" Yibing was very considerate. After all, he was just a facilitator, but Fat Girl was different and couldn't share any of his thoughts. The fat girl was not polite and handed the baggage to a piece of cake.
