Everyone in Taiyang Peak looked at Dongfang Junhao with strange expressions. The place suddenly became silent, and everyone focused their attention on Dongfang Junhao.
Dongfang Junhao was pushed out unpreparedly by the man in purple. Facing everyone's curious glances, Dongfang Junhao felt panicked.
With so many people looking at him like this, it was the first time for a big girl to get on the sedan chair, so he would inevitably feel nervous and at a loss.
It wasn't until a while later that Dongfang Junhao said timidly: "My name is... Dongfang Junhao, that... that... I'll do it..."
"Pfft! Hahahaha!"
Before Dongfang Junhao could finish speaking, someone in the crowd couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Hahaha! It made me laugh so hard. I said, where did you come from? You can't even speak well. Are you still here to participate in the discussion? Hahaha..."
In the crowd, a young man burst out laughing. He felt as if he had encountered the funniest thing in the world. He laughed unscrupulously and without any hesitation.
However, among all the people present, only that man was laughing. When everyone turned to look at him, the young man noticed something strange. He quickly stopped laughing and hid in the crowd.
Dongfang Junhao's delicate and fair face gives people a young and immature look. In the eyes of everyone, especially the elders, it is normal for such a young man to be so nervous that he can't speak because he has not experienced some big scenes. After some experience, it will be fine.
The people who came to talk about Tao this time were all above Dongfang Junhao in cultivation. Everyone saw that Dongfang Junhao could not refine his mind to enter the Tao realm, and his cultivation was too low. No one came out to fight with him for a while.
The realm of cultivation is not at the same level, which is tantamount to using the big to bully the small, and the strong to bully the weak. It seems such a disgraceful act, but everyone despises it.
Dongfang Junhao stood in front of everyone, and no one came out to challenge him, which made him extremely embarrassed. Just when he was about to return to the crowd, he heard an old voice from above:
"Dongfang Junhao, eh! Although your cultivation is shallow, it's not bad to have this courage. Since there is no one with the same level as you, then..."
The speaker was an old man with white hair and about seventy years old. The old man's name was Ouyang Xiuzhu. He was the judge representing the Tiandao Sect. He also held the position of elder in the Tiandao Sect and was one of the main figures presiding over this discussion. .
Ouyang Xiuzhu looked at Dongfang Junhao below. Just as he was speaking, he turned around and continued to say to a man behind him wearing a gorgeous brocade robe:
"Tomorrow, if you two have the same cultivation level, let's go and compete! Just click until it ends, do you understand?"
"My grandson understands"
The man in brocade robes bowed respectfully to Ouyang Xiuzhu, and then walked down the stage.
The man in the brocade robe is the grandson of Ouyang Xiuzhu, named Ouyang Ming. Ouyang Ming has a handsome face. He has been playful and did not like to practice since he was a child. Now he is in his twenties, but his cultivation level is only at the peak of the Heart Refining Heaven and Earth Realm.
Ouyang Ming relied on the fact that he was the grandson of an elder of the Tiandao Sect and his parents were also important figures in the sect. He idled around all day long and molested the female disciples in the sect, thus wasting his cultivation path.
Ouyang Xiuzhu and his parents doted on Ouyang Ming to the extreme, so they allowed him to do whatever he wanted.
This time, Ouyang Ming followed his grandfather to join in the fun. With his current cultivation level, he was not qualified to compete with others.
However, as luck would have it, the appearance of Dongfang Junhao gave Ouyang Xiuzhu some plans.
Ouyang Xiuzhu knew that his grandson's cultivation level was a little higher than Dongfang Junhao's. Now that he had this opportunity, he also wanted to use it to train Ouyang Ming.
In Ouyang Xiuzhu's view, how could a person at the peak of the Heart Refining Heaven and Earth Realm be unable to defeat a young monk who had entered the Taoist Realm of Refining the Heart? Not only can he train his grandson, increase his combat experience, but also let Ouyang Ming shine, why not do it?
"You two go ahead! It's a quick fight, until the point is reached."
Ouyang Xiuzhu said to the two people below.
Ouyang Ming walked up to Dongfang Junhao, glanced at Dongfang Junhao contemptuously, with a sneer on his lips, and then he palmed his hands, and a small milky-white sword appeared in his palm.
"The Blue Moon Sword, the endless transformation, rise!"
Following Ouyang Ming's soft drink, the small milky white sword in his palm flew into the air with a "whoosh!" and then turned into a seven-foot long sword, floating in front of Ouyang Ming.
Ouyang Ming jumped up and climbed onto the sword. His movements were graceful and graceful. He looked back at Dongfang Junhao and sneered: "Boy, I'll go first. Don't let me wait for you too long."
After saying that, Ouyang Ming flew to Shaoyang Peak with his sword.
At this time, Dongfang Junhao slowly calmed down and was no longer as nervous as before. However, facing Ouyang Ming's arrogant words and deeds, Dongfang Junhao couldn't help but feel angry.
Nervousness was all that mattered, but Dongfang Junhao was not afraid. Ouyang Ming's provocation aroused the long-buried obsession in Dongfang Junhao's heart. It was the unyielding obsession that came from the deepest part of his heart!
Dongfang Junhao's body was filled with hot blood, and an invisible fighting spirit emanated from his body, sweeping away all negative influences.
"Hmph! If you want to fight, let's fight. How can I still be afraid of you?"
Dongfang Junhao snorted coldly, and with a thought, the colorful lotus platform bloomed with brilliant seven-color brilliance, appeared at Dongfang Junhao's feet, and held it up steadily, then turned into a rainbow light and flew towards Shaoyang Peak. go.
However, at this time, everyone on Sun Peak was in a state of shock and started talking in amazement. Even the leaders of the major sects and the elder judges looked at Dongfang Jun Haoli in shock. direction to go.
"I didn't expect that at such a young age, this young man, although his cultivation level is only practicing mind state, already has a lotus platform and a cloud seat. This really made me miss the point."
An elder from the All Saints Pavilion said while stroking his gray beard.
"Amitabha! The old monk observes that this young man has a kind nature and is born with Buddha nature, but he is destined to be associated with my Buddhist sect. I hope you all can do it conveniently."
In the Mahayana Zen Sect, an old monk wearing a brocade cassock recited a Buddha's name, bowed slightly to the leaders of each major sect, and said.
When everyone heard this, they secretly cursed in their hearts: Old bald donkey, are you starting to rob people now? When you see a good young man, do you say that he is destined to be a Buddhist? Shameless!
But after thinking about it, no one could say it. At this time, they only heard the elders of Tianji Sect say: "The words of Monk Lingyao are wrong. Everyone can see that this son has a wise heart and an extraordinary spirituality. It’s just suitable for our sect’s spiritual practice.”
"Hey! No, no, no, this boy has strange bones. He can join our Qi Dao Sect to practice the art of refining weapons."
The elders of Qi Dao Sect did not show any weakness and quickly waved their hands and said.
People from several major sects in the Donghua Dragon Territory took a look and said, "Hey guys, the people in the Beichen Star Territory are starting to fight, and two of them are originally from the same family, and they are not willing to give in."
"Ahem! Everyone, first of all, I have to remind you that this son belongs to our Donghua Dragon Territory. Are you a little impatient?"
Ouyang Xiuzhu coughed slightly and looked at the people in Beichen Star Territory and said.
"Amitabha, what Elder Ouyang said is wrong. There is no geographical difference in the dharma of destiny. As long as he is willing, he can choose where to go."
Ling Yao, a Buddhist monk from the Mahayana Zen sect, argued.
"There are many Buddhist disciples of the divine monks, and all of them are intelligent and intelligent people, so there is no need to argue, not to mention that your Buddhist sect is inactive and does not fight. In this way, the divine monks may be violating the intention of cultivating Buddhism!"
The elders of Lingyun Sect couldn't sit still anymore, and quickly stood up and said, just kidding, no one in the entire world of cultivation can build a lotus platform in their teens, even those evil geniuses who are rare in thousands of years have not been able to do it, but now they are Who wouldn’t want one like this?
The elders of all the major sects were arguing with each other, but the elders of Taixuan Dao Sect did not make any move and watched the big boss's constant arguments very calmly.
All the casual cultivators in the audience were dumbfounded as they looked at the red-faced big bosses sitting on the stage, filled with envy, but some also showed jealousy and secret hatred in their hearts.
This is human nature, the most sinister and ugly thing in the world, but also the most beautiful and warm thing in the world. Those who are good are good and those who are evil are evil, just in a thought.
"Little brother Dongfang is in trouble, alas!"
Among the crowd, He Nian sighed helplessly and looked at the huge round mirror in the sky.
"It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that can't be avoided. We can't help him. Now it's not just these major sects that want to compete for him."
Xiaoyao Jun waved the folding fan in his hand and said calmly.
"you mean?"
He Nian asked somewhat confused.
"Don't you understand? I can't get a blessed genius like him, and you can't get it either. This is the consistent style of these large sects, and of course, the forces hidden in the dark are no exception."
The man in purple who pushed Dongfang Junhao out earlier said casually.
"You still have the nerve to say that if you hadn't pushed Brother Dongfang out, you wouldn't have put him in danger now."
He Nian looked at the man in purple with an evil expression and said angrily.
"Haha! Fellow Taoist, there's no need to be angry. I'm just helping him. As the saying goes, how can you catch the tiger's cubs if you don't enter the tiger's den? Wealth can only be found in danger!"
The man in purple smiled slightly and explained.
"snort!"
He Nian snorted coldly, and instead of saying anything else, he turned to look at the huge round mirror.
Two flowers bloomed, one on each side. Let's talk about Dongfang Junhao and Ouyang Ming. They came to the Shaoyang Peak to talk about the dojo, and each landed down, facing each other from a distance.
"Boy, I don't care whether you are a genius or not. If you don't want to die, just admit defeat as soon as possible so as not to waste my time, young master."
Ouyang Ming stood upright, with a gleaming long sword in his hand. He stroked the sword, glanced sideways at Dongfang Junhao, and said with a cold expression.
"We haven't fought yet! Why should I admit defeat? You want my life? God, I won't even give it to you. Which onion, garlic, and dish are you counting? Huh?"
Dongfang Junhao was not afraid, his fighting spirit was high, and his handsome face revealed a look of determination.
"Okay! You are seeking death on your own, but you can't blame me, the magic of heaven, the magic of swords!"
Ouyang Ming grew up under the doting care of Ouyang Xiuzhu and his parents. How could anyone dare to talk to him like this? He gritted his teeth angrily, kneaded Taoist secrets in his hands, and launched an attack on Dongfang Junhao.
With Ouyang Ming as the center, four lightsabers were condensed around him. The four lightsabers emitted bursts of murderous aura.
Seeing this, Dongfang Junhao did not dare to be careless. The true energy in his body was flowing, and the Donghua Baolu technique was circulating endlessly. At the same time, he quickly formed seals with his hands, preparing to use the first form of the Dao Transformation Talisman, human spirit.
But at this moment, the lightsaber around Ouyang Ming's body suddenly became radiant, and then the lightsaber suddenly disappeared. This change confused Dongfang Junhao.
"What do you mean? He canceled the attack?"
Dongfang Junhao secretly guessed, not knowing why.
But just when Dongfang Junhao was confused, he suddenly heard Ouyang Ming shout softly:
"go!"
A burst of chissing sounds that shook the space came towards Dongfang Junhao at extremely fast speeds.
"This is...not good!"
Dongfang Junhao seemed to have thought of something and secretly cried out that something was wrong. However, the sound of breaking through the sky came close to him in the blink of an eye. He was thinking of other actions, but it was already too late...
"Poof! Poof! Poof! Poof! Ah!"
Dongfang Junhao screamed and flew backwards three feet away. Waves of severe pain swept through his body. The intense pain stimulated every nerve in him.
Dongfang Junhao was lying on the ground. At this time, he endured severe pain and tried hard to raise his head. He saw four lightsabers inserted in his chest, but the light was much dimmed.
Blood continued to flow out from the wounds of the four lightsabers, dyeing his clothes bright red.
"W-what's going on? Why are you standing still and being beaten?"
"Is there something wrong with this boy's brain? Is he being used as a target?"
"I'm confused too, what's going on?"
"Maybe it's because I didn't take precautions against Tiandao Sect's attack!"
…
Everyone watching on Taiyang Peak was a little confused and didn't know why Dongfang Junhao didn't dodge or resist, but just received four swords.
Even the people from the major sects stopped fighting for a moment and were a little dumbfounded.
"It turns out you are so weak, you can't even take one of my moves. I originally thought you could take three of my moves! It seems that I really think highly of you."
Ouyang Ming said disdainfully as he slowly walked towards Dongfang Junhao.
Dongfang Junhao lay on the cold dojo, looked at the sky, and murmured to himself with a somewhat sad expression:
"I...I lost like this? I didn't even take a single move, so I lost like this?"
"Crack! Crack! Crack!"
There was a slight sound of footsteps in his ears. Dongfang Junhao ignored it and was still in a sad trance...
"Oh my! Look at you, you have shed so much blood. If you had given up earlier, you wouldn't have been so miserable. Seeing you in such miserable state makes me inexplicably excited."
"You ungrateful ants, I like to see you miserable and helpless. This will make me feel even happier, hahaha!"
Ouyang Ming looked at Dongfang Junhao in a pool of blood and laughed unbridled.
At this time, Dongfang Junhao, who was in a state of confusion, suddenly heard Ouyang Ming say these words, which immediately reminded him of something...
"It's you, it's you!"
Dongfang remembered the scene that happened in Taiwu City. Although he couldn't see it at the time, every word the man said was still fresh in his memory.
"You brat, what are you talking about? Are you scared out of your mind by me? If you are willing to beg for mercy, maybe I can let you live."
"It's you, you treat human life as nothing, you deserve to die!"
Dongfang Junhao glared at Ouyang Ming and said bitterly.
"You brat, you're looking for death!"
When Ouyang Ming heard this, he became angry and took out his sword to cut it off.
In Taiyang Peak, when everyone saw that Ouyang Ming was going to kill Dongfang Junhao, there was a commotion and they all accused Tiandao Sect.
"Ouyang Xiuzhu, discussing Taoism and competing in battles, has come to an end, but you indulge your grandson, flout the rules and act recklessly. Such behavior is despised by our Lingyun Sect."
The elder of Lingyun Sect immediately cursed Ouyang Xiuzhu, and then ducked and flew towards Shaoyang Peak.
"Amitabha, Elder Ouyang, you are so confused!"
Monk Lingyao recited a Buddha's name, shook his head, and floated into the air.
When everyone saw it, what were these two people doing in a hurry? I thought about it and realized that I was going to save the young man. It seemed that the opportunity had come.
Everyone was no longer wasting time and flew towards Shaoyang Peak as fast as possible.
Ouyang Xiuzhu was criticized by everyone, and he was angry in his heart. He looked at the people walking away and said to himself: It's broken! He also followed him.
At Shaoyang Peak, Dongfang Junhao saw that Ouyang Ming's sword was about to fall, and immediately shouted: "Xiaomu!"
There was a flash of green light, and an invisible force pushed Ouyang Ming tens of feet away. The unprepared Ouyang Ming fell down and rolled another two feet before he stabilized his body and got up.
Ouyang Ming didn't know what happened, and looked at Dongfang Junhao with a puzzled look...
At this time, the ginseng doll had returned to its original appearance, flying and floating in front of Dongfang Junhao.
"You little bastard, do you really want to see me hacked to death?"
Dongfang Junhao looked at Xiaomu angrily and cursed.
"Hehe! Boss, calm down. With me here, how could anything happen to you, boss! I'm just seeing how big the potential is, boss."
Xiaomu said very calmly without turning red or out of breath.
"Now you see it! Go away, I'm going to deal with this bastard"
Dongfang Junhao said, enduring the severe pain and stood up.
"Do you want help?" Xiaomu asked.
"No, I was just careless. I didn't expect this guy's lightsaber to be able to turn reality into reality. It's hard to guard against. It's because I don't have enough fighting experience, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to trick him."
Dongfang Junhao finally figured out in that short period of time just now why Ouyang Ming's lightsaber suddenly disappeared into nothingness. This was probably one of the mysteries of the Heavenly Law.
Ouyang Ming, who was in the distance, looked blankly at Xiaomu in front of Dongfang Junhao, frowned, and said in surprise: "Elf? You actually brought an elf with you?"
Seeing the sudden change in the situation, the people who were arriving immediately stopped and stopped in mid-air, shaking their heads and looking at each other. Because with their cultivation and eyesight, they naturally discovered Xiaomu.
"Stop talking nonsense, it's time for you to pay for what you did!"
Dongfang Junhao said, the true energy in his body was rolling like a tide, and two purple qi loomed around his body. The four lightsabers inserted in his body gradually disappeared, absorbed by the two purple qi, and transformed into his own true energy. At the same time, he also Quickly repair the wound.
"Innate purple energy?"
In the distance, people from various major sects were shocked again, their eyes widened as if they had discovered a rare treasure.
At the age of ten, having the Lotus Cloud Seat and the Innate Purple Qi at the same time means that it is definitely not as simple as just the Lotus Cloud Seat.
If he only had the Lotus Cloud Seat, he might still be able to accept such a genius, but the innate purple energy was different, because the innate purple energy could not be cultivated by Dongfang Junhao at his age and cultivation level.
Then, there is only one possibility, and that is, inheritance!
At this time, the way everyone looked at Dongfang Junhao was no longer as simple as accepting a disciple, but revealed a trace of greed and desire!
"The great road and the different paths, transform life and death, create all living beings, human souls - the supreme being"
Dongfang Junhao formed a seal with his hands, and as soon as the spell came out, a round of Tai Chi diagram slowly rose from the top of Dongfang Junhao's head...
The Tai Chi diagram is radiant with rays of light, the sound of the Tao is rumbling, and the golden thunder crackles in the Tai Chi diagram, as if the power of heaven is coming, making all living beings tremble and worship in their hearts!
At the same time, a giant figure glowing with golden light appeared behind Dongfang Junhao. His power and momentum were majestic, like a god of war, overlooking the world!
"You big ant, suffer death!"
Dongfang Junhao held the sword with both hands and dodged towards Ouyang Ming, heading towards the edge. The golden figure, in the same posture as Dongfang Junhao, rushed towards Ouyang Ming holding a golden giant sword!
However, at this time, Ouyang Ming was dumbfounded. He had never seen such a technique or the power of an attack since he was a child...
It wasn't until Dongfang Junhao approached that Ouyang Ming came back to his senses, shouted, and instinctively blocked with swords in both hands.
"boom!"
Ouyang Ming felt like he was being knocked away by an unrivaled force, and his head was buzzing!
"Big ant, your end has come"
Dongfang Junhao knocked Ouyang Ming away with one blow, without stopping, and without giving Ouyang Ming a chance to breathe, he took advantage of the situation and struck out with his sword...
"puff!"
Dongfang Junhao pretended to stab Ouyang Ming in the head, but the golden figure behind him actually stabbed Ouyang Ming's head...
In the distance, in the sky, everyone looked at Dongfang Junhao's technique and was shocked again.
"This, this technique, where have you seen it before?"
The elder of Lingyun Sect frowned and tried hard to remember something.
"Yes, I remember the records in the sect's classics. It seems that there was such a person who used this technique thousands of years ago."
The elder of Wansheng Pavilion also seemed to remember something and said.
"Could it be..."
The expressions of the elders of Qi Dao Sect changed drastically, and they had already guessed something.
"If you take this piece, you won't have to worry about not getting that thing."
The elder of Tianji Pavilion said suddenly. When everyone heard this, they were immediately ready to take action and take advantage of Dongfang Junhao.
"Anita Buddha, no, everyone, there are so many casual cultivators in Taiyang Peak watching, I'm afraid it's inappropriate for us to start like this."
The spiritual monk Lingyao, who had always been very compassionate, now seemed extremely sinister and profound, no longer as compassionate as before.
When everyone heard this, they thought that it was not unreasonable. If they deal with a junior so shamelessly, it would have a bad impact if word spread in the future. How can they gain a foothold in the world of cultivation?
At the moment, everyone had a discussion, and then each summoned the sect disciples...
The elder of Lingyun Sect was the first to say: "He Ci, this man violated the rules of Taoism and dared to commit murder. Go and capture him."
"Respect the elders' orders"
Upon hearing this, He Ci was ordered to fly to Dongfang Junhao.
"If I don't have any disciples coming to Wan Sheng Pavilion, I won't participate."
The elder of Wansheng Pavilion said helplessly.
"Die'er, Yanzhi, you two quickly capture this child."
Qidao Sect and Tianji Pavilion also issued orders at the same time.
"As you command!"
"As you command!"
Xi Die and Yan Zhi bowed and flew towards Dongfang Junhao.
"Amitabha, Helan Weicheng, you also go and help capture this person."
"Respect the Buddha's Purpose"
Helan Weicheng also left on command!
"Ah! My grandson! You little bastard, I want your soul to fly away!"
At this moment, Ouyang Xiuzhu, who had arrived late, saw that his grandson was pierced through the head with a sword and died unexpectedly. He was heartbroken and furious!
At Taiyang Peak, the elders of Taixuan Dao Sect remained unmoved, just quietly looking at the huge round mirror in the void.
"Master, are we also..."
Qianyu, who was standing behind him, couldn't help but ask, but he didn't know whether he should ask.
"Xiaoyu, we don't want to get involved in this muddy water. I understand as a teacher that this child has the aura of the natural way, and what he cultivates is the natural way, which is unique in the world."
"Our Taixuan sect entered Taoism through emotion. Now there is no successor, but it is because no one has broken through the way of sentient beings. This natural way can help you break through the shackles. You can only form good relationships and rely on its natural way. Don't be antagonistic. Remember!”
Hearing the words, Qianyu nodded in understanding and stopped talking.
In Shaoyang Peak, genius disciples from various sects gathered around Dongfang Junhao...
Dongfang Junhao looked at these uninvited guests who suddenly appeared without any trouble or fear in his heart...
"Hahaha! Okay! Okay! Are you here to deal with me too? Then come here!"
Dongfang Junhao suddenly laughed loudly. An unprecedented fighting spirit made him so heroic and fearless!
He Ci, Xi Die, Yan Zhi, Helan Weicheng and many other geniuses couldn't help but tremble when they looked at this bloody young man, but everyone had different thoughts...
There is no such thing as a young man,
Good fortune and misfortune are unstoppable,
The sky is boundless and sheds blood,
The fighting spirit is so high that there is no life or death,
The long war song is everlasting,
Fly for me, the Eastern Dragon!
