Opposite Yan Yun, a young monk who was about the same age as Yan Yun and had reached the seventh level of Qi Condensation Realm, was standing with his head held high.
This man had thin lips and big eyes, and a decent face, but there was an unpleasant look of aloofness on his cheeks.
But he saw his hands clasped behind his back, and a folding fan in his hands, swaying gently.
There is no doubt that this person is Gong Zheng.
Gong Zheng's clothing is roughly the same as that of Yan Yun, but the collar and cuffs of the Taoist coat are exquisitely embroidered with simple cloud patterns. This is a significant sign that Tianzhu Peak disciples are different from ordinary disciples.
Gong Zheng and Yan Yun faced each other from a distance across the competition venue, but they kept looking at the sky and did not pay attention to Yan Yun at all.
On the other hand, his opponent Yan Yun had a smile on his lips and stared at him with interest, like looking at a diluted treasure.
If Gong Zheng knew the plan that his dismissive opponent was planning in his mind, he would probably vomit blood from laughing.
From Yan Yun's point of view, although he didn't like the culture of Nanshan Sect, he also wanted to know and learn the inside story of the sect. Since Gong Zheng was born in the direct line of his ancestor, there must be something of great interest to him hidden in his storage bag. If you can successfully capture this person, even if you can't blatantly take off his storage bag, if you can harvest one or two fine items like you did with Luofu, it will be enough to make him happy.
"Seventh level Qi Condensation Realm disciples Gong Zheng and Yan Yun enter the venue!"
The Lingtai realm referee monk issued an order.
Yan Yun bowed to the referee and then stepped into the competition venue.
Gong Zheng only nodded slightly and took a step forward. He was completely different from Yan Yun who was standing next to the competition field. He did not hide his offensive nature, but his demeanor remained unchanged.
"Senior Brother Gong Zheng, what is there in the sky?" Yan Yun asked with a smile.
Gong Zheng didn't answer and didn't bother to talk to him.
"Senior brother, you shouldn't think that you can take it lightly, right?" Yan Yun said again.
"Hmph...haha..." Gong Zheng probably felt that Yan Yun was too confident and seemed to be shaking a tree, so he tilted his head towards him and said disdainfully, "How dare an ordinary disciple speak so shamelessly in front of me? I'm not afraid. Are the heads on the ground?"
"Do you dare to make a bet?" Yan Yun asked.
"Betting? What are you betting on?"
"Bet on your storage bag and the spirit beast bag below."
"Hmph, what incredible spiritual beast can you have in your spirit beast bag?"
"Is that so? Then let me open my eyes, senior brother!" After Yan Yun finished speaking, he patted the spirit beast bag, and a huge beast suddenly appeared.
But he saw a ferocious-looking human-faced vulture standing beside Yan Yun. It was two feet long and one and a half feet tall. It had a curved beak like a hook, flexible vertical eyes, and claws like iron pincers. It looked so powerful.
The Yan Yun standing next to it was less than one-tenth of this bird in terms of size.
The human-faced vulture showed no sign of shyness when facing the crowd of monks, and just stretched out its bare head in front of Yan Yun.
Yan Yun touched his bony head with his hand. The bird showed satisfaction and rubbed Yan Yun's body with his big mouth.
"Human-faced vulture!" Liao Sheng said in surprise.
"Uncle Master, is this bird very rare?" Yanhe asked.
"Hey, this bird has a explosive personality. It is extremely difficult to tame it. I don't want to see it in Middle-earth."
"oh?"
"Why don't you, my disciple, introduce this bird so that everyone can learn more about it." Liao Sheng said with a smile.
"Yan Yun, please tell me what kind of spiritual beast this is." Yan He said.
"This bird is called the human-faced vulture. It is produced in the inaccessible area of Chile in the Northern Desert. It is dry and strong-willed and cannot be tamed by non-monks. It likes to eat all kinds of birds. If there are no birds to feed, it can be fed with spiritual stones. But." Yan Yun said eloquently, "It is purely a coincidence that my disciple obtained this bird."
After hearing Yan Yun's introduction, Gong Zheng's proud face revealed a look of desire.
"Does your previous bet count?" Gong Zheng asked.
"Of course." Yan Yun smiled faintly, "Just bet what is in the senior brother's storage bag and me, the spiritual beast. If I win by chance, all the items in the senior brother's storage bag will be mine. If the senior brother wins, this will be mine." The head-faced vulture returns to senior brother!"
When the cultivators outside the venue heard about Yan Yun's bet, they realized that they had invested a lot of money, and the crowd was excited for a moment.
Tian He walked quietly to Ji Zhao and the others again, with a smile on his face, and asked seemingly casually: "Fairy Qingchan, do you know where senior brother Yanyun came from? His magical powers seem to be very different from those of the three senior brothers. Could it be that there is something else? Master?"
"Senior Brother Yanyun was originally the guard of Longtou Pass in Dayu. After the city was defeated, his life was hanging by a thread, so he joined Xiao Zhongnan Gate." Qingchan said, "There are no other disciples, but Senior Brother Yanyun has a lot of understanding. It’s amazing, the three of us are out of reach.”
"So that's it..." Tian He looked thoughtful.
At this time, in the competition venue, Gong Zheng showed hesitation. Although he was sure of defeating Yan Yun, betting on his own storage bag was not a decision he could make easily.
Because what was hidden in his storage bag was related to the Nanshan Sect's orthodoxy. Even though it was in the initial stage, it should not be leaked easily.
Therefore, he turned his attention to the huge sail hanging above his head.
For a moment, Gong Zheng was still and seemed to be listening intently to the instructions from the sail.
Then, a homing pigeon flew out of the large sail and headed straight for Tianzhu Peak.
According to the shape of this giant sail, the person riding it must be a Juyuan Realm monk, and his status in the sect is also above Liao Sheng.
But even such a high-ranking monk could not easily agree to Yan Yun's bet and could only report it to the superior.
Because of this, this competition attracted the attention of all the monks present.
Zhu Xiu became very interested in the bet proposed by Yan Yun, and they were all imagining how this matter would end.
As an ordinary disciple, Yan Yun posed such a big problem to the direct descendants of his ancestor, which made Zhu Xiu admire Yan Yun very much.
It can be said that from today on, even if Yan Yun loses, he will establish a lofty status in the hearts of low-level monks, enough for future generations to learn from and become their idols.
Yan Yun naturally knew that he had made a big mistake, and he also knew the consequences of his bet. But under Yan He, it was difficult for him to learn anything, so he could only make this strategy, trying to gain the reputation of Nanshan Sect. secret.
The competition between the first to sixth levels of Qi Condensation Realm ended quickly. As expected, the direct descendants of Tianzhu Peak won without exception.
All cultivators are waiting for the seventh game of the sect's selection competition to begin.
Finally, the homing pigeon flapped its wings and returned to the giant sail.
After a while, a young woman's pleasant voice came out.
"Senior Brother Liao Sheng, the bet proposed by the disciple in this competition is very rude, but in order to encourage the disciples to practice, Master has an order, be sure!"
"Yes, fairy."
As an upper-level cultivator in the Juyuan Realm, Liao Sheng actually showed respect to this unknown female cultivator.
"Have you all heard this?" Liao Sheng shouted, "Today, the seventh game of the sect's selection competition begins!"
Gong Zheng didn't expect that Yan Yun, whom he regarded as his sparring partner, would cause him so much trouble. Since the bet was established, he must capture Yan Yun as soon as possible to clear Tianzhu Peak's name!
"Yanyun, right? Take the move!"
Gong Zheng shouted loudly and held out the folding fan in his hand. The fan rotated like a silver bowl, with a cold light shining at the edge. It was extremely sharp. With just one fan, it was already six feet in front of Yan Yun!
This move was not surprising. Yan Yun did not hesitate and stabbed the folding fan with the evil punishment spear in his hand to interrupt the folding fan's offensive.
The moment Yan Yun made his move, the folding fan suddenly trembled, and twenty rays of golden light came out of their sheaths like sharp swords, heading straight for the door in front of Yan Yun.
These golden lights are actually composed of the bones of the folding fan, which can be said to be a surprise!
If Yan Yun reacts a little slower, he will not be able to escape within such a short distance, and he will be able to compete with one move.
But Gong Zheng's opponent was Yan Yun, but when he saw him holding the gun with one hand and waving his arm, the evil punishment gun rotated rapidly, forming a wall of light, blocking all the opponent's inevitable blows.
"Hmph!" Gong Zheng sneered, and suddenly took out a dharma plate and threw it on the ground.
This disk was obviously a summoning object of the formation. As soon as it landed on the ground, the seven-color light flashed, and the world in the competition venue suddenly changed!
Yan Yun's eyes were dazzled, and he found himself in the center of a huge maze composed of high walls. The high walls emerged from the ground and reached up to the sky above the head, which was intertwined with black and red clouds and mist.
These huge walls are made of huge stones that are several feet long and wide. Each block is black and shiny, as if they are made of solid iron.
Yan Yun was so angry that he held his gun in both hands and stabbed towards the high wall.
Ding--
The tip of the spear collided with the stone wall and made a clear sound.
The gun was undamaged, and neither was the stone wall.
The power of Yan Yun's spear can crack mountains and crack rocks, but it is completely ineffective against stone walls.
Now that he had tested the depth of the stone wall, he no longer acted recklessly. He took out his shield, held the gun in his right hand, and walked towards the passage built by the stone wall.
He didn't expect that with this move, he would see another flower in front of him, but he would be in a strange world shaped like a crystal palace.
The earth is like glass, and the sky is like cloth.
He tried to go back, but found that there was no way to go back and he could no longer find the way he came.
He stood there alone, with only the noise and monotony of the world for company.
Yan Yun concentrated his attention and set his sights on this fantasy world, hoping to find a way out, but the lines of latitude and longitude did not appear, and he seemed to have lost the ability to communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.
This Gong Zheng's formation magical power is truly extraordinary.
Similarly, this also aroused Yan Yun's determination to obtain Gong Zheng's storage bag.
Yan Yun began to walk forward step by step. The road ahead was long and endless...
As night falls, the vast sky is as clear as water, and thousands of miles of glass can be seen at a glance.
The flowing time passes by here, and it seems to be attracted and unable to go back, so that the scene in front of you is like a mark of the flowing time in the world, and it is as bizarre as a mirage.
One day, two days, three days...
Time passed silently, and Yan Yun noticed that many days had passed. The crystal world in this scene still did not change at all. It was the same as when he first saw it. He seemed to have been staying in the same place.
Until the fourth day, a sound rang out in this dead world.
There was a "dong dong" sound in his ears. He was surprised, but found that the sound came from his heart.
When this kind of perception occurs, the sound becomes clearer and clearer, as if it has been deliberately amplified by the world, and the amplified sound goes straight into the eardrums and affects the beating heart.
pain!
Yan Yun covered his chest and felt his heart beating extremely fiercely. Even his own breathing could be heard clearly.
What's even more frightening is that this breath is acting on my chest very frequently, as if being dragged back and forth by a knife!
Qingchan and others who were on the sidelines could not understand Yan Yun and Gong Zheng in the competition room at all.
Ever since Gong Zheng threw out the magic disk, he had been sitting on the ground as if there was no one else around, and he was probing out streaks of magic power from several corners of the competition venue that was covered by the formation.
Yan Yun, on the other hand, stood there dumbly, motionless.
Yan Yun and Gong Zheng were obviously in the same straight line, but he seemed not to see them, his eyes were blank.
