Yan Yun took advantage of the cover of the wind and fire and used his strength to squeeze Luofu's palm open, and a golden talisman was hidden in his palm.
With a flash of light in Yan Yun's eyes, he took off the talisman that summoned the stone spirit, put it into his storage bag, and then quickly stepped back a foot away.
"Yanhe Peak, Yanyun wins!"
When the Lingtai Realm monk who was in charge of the referee shouted the final word, and then stared at Yan Yun, the low-level disciple whom he had previously advised to admit defeat, he felt that he had made a mistake and had to re-examine.
The audience was silent for a moment, and then happy responses started to come out one after another.
However, the cheerers did not make up the majority, only the disciples of Yanhe Peak, Qingchan and others, plus a few gamblers who had won their bets.
More people were dejected, obviously losing their bet and losing all their money.
In the central stand, Jiumo glared gloomily at his disciple Luo Fu who was lying motionless on the ground. He turned his eyes and stared at Yan Yun with such a vicious expression that he wished he could eat him alive!
Below Jiumo, Yanhe had another look on his face.
But when he saw Shi Shiran, he stood up, clasped his fists and nodded to his colleagues on the left and right, with a smile like a spider web crawling up his cheeks.
When his eyes were focused on Jiumo, he grinned and said: "Senior Brother Jiumo, poor Taoist disciple Yan Yun won by luck, I hope that senior brother Haihan will win!"
Jiumo was disgraced, snorted and did not respond.
The competition between Yan Yun and Luofu was completely unexpected by most of the monks, and they all found it a bit incredible.
Yan Yun's defeat was originally determined, but he turned out to be a salty fish, and his victory was somewhat incredible, more like being possessed by good luck.
In the central stand, the Juyuan Realm monk who was presiding over the competition finally opened his eyes and glanced at Yan Yun quietly, with a meaningful smile on his lips.
Based on Liao Sheng's experience, he could see that Yan Yun did not try his best. Although the victory stage created was full of dangers, Yan Yun looked confident from the beginning to the end. He did not panic when faced with danger, was measured and clear-eyed. Obviously, it is not difficult to capture Luofu.
After the victory was decided, Yan Yun returned to his seat, and the monk with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks ran over, said congratulations to his senior brother, and handed him a hundred spiritual stones.
"Such a high odds?" Yan Yun asked with a smile.
"Senior brother, this battle is groundbreaking. Congratulations!" said the monk, "Senior brother, do you know that with your victory, many of your colleagues even lost their pants!"
Then, Yan Yun and others burst into laughter.
The three brothers, Yan Yun, won the first game completely and all received spiritual stones.
It's night, the moon is like a golden wheel, hanging in the sky.
Under the full moon, a star shines, pointing the way to those who are lost.
In the blessed land, the four Yanyun brothers reunited.
Just like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, Ji Zhao and Yuantai visited the blessed land inside and out. They were so stunned that Yan Yun and Qing Chan both laughed and laughed.
"Junior brother, this attic is mine!"
"Junior brother, I want to book this side room!"
Ji Zhao and Yuantai each pointed to a place and began to divide the territory.
Yan Yun said with a smile: "Two senior brothers, can you be successful? With the current situation of the two senior brothers, it will not be easy to obtain the blessed land?"
"That will wait until I have a blessed land!" Yuan Tai said.
"What junior brother said is true!" Ji Zhao agreed.
"You two senior brothers don't know that junior brother Yanyun is the most heartless and unjust, and she wants to drive me away!" Qingchan took the opportunity to interject.
"What's the matter?" Yan Yun smiled bitterly.
"That's right!" Qing Chan's voice rose.
"Okay, okay, even if you have a blessed land, can you move in with me?" Yan Yun was helpless.
"Junior brother, you said this yourself!" Qingchan and the other three people said almost in unison.
"Yes, yes!" Yan Yun said while shaking his head.
"Senior brothers are reunited, let's go to pay homage to the Master together." Qingchan suggested.
In the hearts of Yan Yun and the other four people, they have only one master, and that is Yu Zhenzi.
Yu Zhenzi's high moral integrity, Taoist immortality, and his heroism to go to the tiger mountain knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, as well as his understanding and practice of destiny, are enough to influence the rest of the lives of the four disciples.
As for Yanhe, he has no weight in the hearts of Yanyun and Qingchan.
In fact, Yanhe didn't give anything to the two of them. After Yan Yun and Luo Fu won the competition, he didn't give Yan Yun the Yin Dan he promised, as if he had forgotten about it.
As Yanhe's nominal disciple, Yan Yun cannot ask for anything from him.
In the hall, the portrait of Yuzhenzi hangs in the middle.
Yan Yun stood in front of the portrait, and behind him were Ji Zhao and three others.
Yan Yun bowed and said: "Master, sir, today we and our brothers and sisters are reunited, and I came here to pay my respects to you, Master!"
After saying this, the four of them knelt down and bowed.
"Master, you entrusted the important task of reviving the Great Wilderness Sect to your disciples that day. One disciple is not enough to take on this task. Three senior brothers are needed to work together. Now I will teach you through scriptures!" Yan Yun finished speaking to the portrait of Yu Zhenzi. , then faced the three senior brothers and said, "This passage is particularly important. If you study it every day, you will definitely gain something."
"Senior brother, is this the one you mentioned last time?" Qingchan asked.
"Senior sister, will you forget?" Yan Yun asked.
Qingchan pursed her lips, paused, and said irritably: "I remembered it before, but after a long time I forgot it."
Yan Yun solemnly said: "This passage of scripture has endless magical uses. I hope the three brothers will remember it. Even if they are unclear for a while, they will definitely benefit from it in the future."
Qingchan wondered: "Could it be that junior brother has already gained something?"
"Exactly! It can see through the false and the real, and you can get a full picture of the enemy when approaching the enemy. It has endless magical uses!"
"ah?"
Qingchan was surprised, and she didn't understand. Could the difficult and difficult scriptures really have such a big effect?
Yan Yun said in a deep voice: "Three senior brothers, if my prediction is correct, when you understand the scriptures to a certain extent, you can see through the void and see everything in the world!"
"In this case, please ask your junior brother to teach you." Ji Zhao said.
"Three senior brothers, please listen carefully. The way to see the sky and the journey to the sky are over..."
When Yan Yun read the entire passage, Ji Zhao and the other three looked at each other, obviously clueless.
Yan Yun sighed in his heart, it is true that the heavy rain from the sky cannot moisten the grass without roots, and even though Taoism is broad, it cannot save those who have no destiny!
Yan Yun instructed: "Three senior brothers, there is no need to worry if you don't understand it for a moment. Please remember it and understand it from time to time."
Qing Chan and others nodded repeatedly.
Yan Yun then said to Ji Zhao and Yuantai: "Two senior brothers, I studied the scriptures and got a method of moving Qi. I named it Dahuang Xingyun Jue and passed it on to my two senior brothers."
Ji Zhao said with a smile: "As early as when we were in Lianyun Village, the three of us had made great ambitions. Only senior brother followed suit and spoke to the three of us without being polite."
Yuzhenzi has passed away, and Yanyun, the disciple of Xiaozhongnanmen, has the highest level. To a certain extent, although he is a junior brother, he has actually become the senior brother of all cultivators.
Yan Yun did not give in, and said solemnly: "It's auspicious for Yuantai, I will teach you the Great Wilderness Nebula Technique now, and I hope that the two senior brothers will practice every day and live up to the respect and trust of the teacher!"
"The good omen comes!"
"Moto Tai has the order!"
The thirteenth day of the selection within the Soul Seizing Society.
The morning light had just emerged, and the martial arts arena was already crowded with people gathered together.
In the previous six days, Yan Yun, Ji Zhao, and Yuantai had won six games in a row, which impressed all the cultivators.
Suddenly, Ji Zhao and Yuantai received invitations from ten Lingtai monks one after another, hoping that they would become their disciples.
But in the end, Yanhe got an advantage because the two of them were unwilling to leave Yanyun and Qingchan.
Yanhe naturally smiled and greeted the two disciples who could give him a good face, and gave them blessings.
Yan Yun took the opportunity to remonstrate that Qing Chan's magical powers were superior to those of Ji Zhao and Yuantai, and hoped that Yan He would grant him a blessed land, and Yan He would not hesitate to grant her permission.
As a result, during the sect's trial period, Yanhe was in the limelight, and his seemingly modest bows became soft.
The sect has already stipulated that those who can win three games in a row will no longer be punished for being unfavorable in the Soul Seizing Association competition. Yan Yun, Ji Zhao, and Yuantai can all rest assured.
Of course, the six consecutive wins also enabled the four brothers to make a lot of money from their gambling bets.
For some reason, the competition on the thirteenth day of the martial arts arena has not started yet.
Liao Sheng sat cross-legged on the top of the central stand, closing his eyes to relax.
However, on the display screen of the Qi Condensation Realm seventh-level martial arts arena, the name of Yan Yun's opponent had already appeared.
This person's name is Gong Zheng.
Yan Yun searched his guts and couldn't find any memory of this person participating in the first six competitions.
Obviously, this person was airborne.
This can only mean that the seventh competition is an extremely difficult test for Yan Yun, Ji Zhao, and Yuantai, because the disciples in this battle are all from Tianzhu Peak, and they are the current ancestors of the Nanshan Sect. Directly passed down to the next generation.
Yan Yun pondered in his mind, whether he should lose or win in a battle with his ancestor's direct descendant?
According to common sense, he should lose, so as not to anger the descendants of his ancestor. They are the direct descendants of the Nanshan Sect, so it is not cost-effective to have a grudge, and it violates Yu Zhenzi's will - to hide his shame.
Five extremely tempting items, including three pills for strengthening the foundation and cultivating the Yuan, a thousand pieces of spiritual stones, not being a disciple for three years, the priority to advance to the Lingtai realm, and additional conditions, made him excited again.
That’s it!
If hesitation is not enough to achieve success, then he will go all out. If he defeats his ancestors and his descendants, he might be able to get rid of Yanhe, a stingy person, and that will be a blessing.
In addition, he needs the additional condition that he can put forward. The mysterious sect that drove the Nether Soul Flag caused chaos in Dayu and caused the fall of Yuzhenzi and Fairy Chunhe. If he could eradicate it with the help of the sect, he would also have What can't you give?
It wasn't until the fifth quarter of the morning that Liao Sheng slowly opened his closed eyes and looked in the direction of Tianzhu Peak.
A sail sailed in the wind and flew over the martial arts field in a short while.
But the sail was shining with brilliance, its volume was three times that of the other sails, and the runes engraved on it were more like the journey of a dragon and a snake, indescribable.
Immediately afterwards, a golden staircase stretched out from the giant sail. Eighty-four disciples in colorful uniforms filed out and stepped onto the martial arts arena.
According to this scene, it corresponds to the number of battles with the other four sects.
The Soul Seizing Society divides the resources and sends its disciples to compete with the other sect disciples one by one, adopting a best-of-three-game system.
Obviously, the ancestor trusted his direct descendants, and they were the real protagonists.
The entire sect's selection competition is like a warm-up match, just a warm-up.
"Good luck Yuantai, I will fight with the direct disciples of our ancestors soon. If you feel that you can't win, give up as soon as possible." Yan Yun said, "Remember, don't go all out. If it causes casualties, it is not worth it."
"Yes, senior brother."
