Under the gaze of Cao MuMian, Kong Jie did not dare to let go at all. The old god Shi Muma supported the incense for a while. Most of the five-color auspicious clouds were cut off by the thunder, and they still turned into smoke and were inhaled into his belly. Kong Jie put away the chains, Shi Muma patted the dust off his body, and arranged his clothes and appearance. His messy hair couldn't be flattened no matter how hard he pressed it, so he had to give up. He respectfully came forward to greet him, and his etiquette was thoughtful and meticulous. Cao Mumen knew his temperament, so he waved his hand and said: "There is no need to be polite on the Tianji platform. Since you have survived the three tribulations, you can follow the old routine."
Shi Muma thanked the palace owner and said to Kong Jie: "I would like to take the Spring and Autumn Palace."
Wen Yuqing breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and was determined in her heart. It was indeed the Spring and Autumn Palace, and it was finally the Spring and Autumn Palace's turn. If Shi Muma still pointed his sword at the Guangheng Palace, it meant that all the palaces in the Wangjing Palace were enemies of her. He was determined to pull her down, and the consequences would be disastrous.
Kong Jie cast his eyes on the remnants of the Spring and Autumn Palace and shouted: "Is there anyone from the Spring and Autumn Palace who will take the stage to challenge?" After asking three times in succession, the audience fell silent.
The Spring and Autumn Palace of the Wang Jing Palace is a well-known "house of one person", but Ding Huoyun is cruel and cruel, but he insists on eating alone, and destroys the Spring and Autumn Palace into an empty shell. He is alone and has only a group of incompetent people. No one dares to ask Shi Muma provoked, and everyone became a turtle. A smile appeared on Kong Jie's face, and he bowed his hands to Shi Muma and said: "Congratulations to Taoist friend Shi on taking over the throne of the Spring and Autumn Palace. There is a long and long way to go, and there are many wastes waiting to be revitalized. You, Taoist Shi, have been welcomed by everyone, and given time, you will be able to revitalize the Spring and Autumn Palace."
Shi Muma sighed in his stomach. If he hadn't been entrusted by Master Yulong, he would never have waded into this muddy water. Among the seven palaces of Wang Jing, the Spring and Autumn Palace became successful because of people. When Ding Huoyun was there, the Spring and Autumn Palace was the most powerful palace second only to the Pinghou Palace. When Ding Huoyun died, the Spring and Autumn Palace became an abandoned palace that everyone could step on. Shi Muma guessed that Master Yulong's arrangement had a deeper meaning. The Pinghou Palace was too big, people were unpredictable, and there were undercurrents. If the Spring and Autumn Palace were divided into one and two, so that they could become horns for each other, then this would be a long-term solution.
However, the Spring and Autumn Palace was not the first choice of Master Yulong. He originally preferred the Guangheng Palace, but Wen Yuqing unexpectedly invited the Master of the Yunjiang Palace of the Dinxia Palace to help him. He thought he had no chance of winning, so the Master Yulong chose the Guangheng Palace instead of the Spring and Autumn Palace. It also made him relieved.
Shi Muma looked relaxed and stepped down to the Heavenly Secret Platform, standing behind Master Yulong, not taking the mere Master of Spring and Autumn Palace seriously. Kong Jie asked questions again and again, and all the masters looked at each other, and no one wanted to come forward. Cao Mu Mian was dissatisfied. The old rule of "lower than superior" was set by him himself. Those in lower positions tried their best to give it a try, but those in higher positions did not dare to relax. As a result, strong opponents emerged in an endless stream. If they were all worried about gains and losses, calculating left and right, there would be something missing. Bloody, how can anything be accomplished?
His eyes were like lightning, and he looked at the temple masters in the audience one by one, making them frightened and restless.
Gushan Gong of Xixin Palace coughed lightly, climbed onto the Tianji Platform with a cane, and said slowly to Kong Jie: "Fellow Daoist Kong, can you let me give it a try?"
Kong Jie frowned, wondering whether he suddenly came forward and wanted to establish his own business, or was under the instigation of the master of Xixin Palace. In his impression, Xixin Palace was far less powerful than Pinghou Palace, and there was no need for diversion. Gushan Gong's move was special. To be suspicious. He subconsciously looked at Dong Huai, the master of Xinxin Hall, but saw that he had a dead face and no clues could be seen.
Without waiting for Kong Jie to speak, Duke Gushan swayed to the bronze pillar of Tianxuan, stood upright, raised his crutch and knocked it twice, and nine red chains shot out, binding him to the bronze pillar. On the pillar, it is neither loose nor tight, and it looks very strange.
Kong Jie was surprised and a little uneasy. Gushan Gong obviously got the guidance of his master to control the copper pillar chain on the Tianji Platform, but he didn't know anything about it. Could it be that the master was dissatisfied with him? Thoughts were swirling in his mind, and he did not deliberately make things difficult for Gushang Gong. He just mobilized his troops to rob him. Sharp arrows suddenly fell from the sky, as dense as a heavy rain, and formed an endless torrent.
Gushan Gong murmured to himself: "This is so true..." He raised his crutches high, and his sleeves fell off, revealing his thin arms, with shriveled skin and flesh, and old bones.
The sharp arrows suddenly scattered and turned around, avoiding Gu Shanggong's body, and landed on the Tianji Platform. A tall arrow mound was piled up to bury him. Everyone looked up and saw a cane sticking out of its head, slightly Trembling, as if overwhelmed.
The sharp arrows gradually stopped and the military calamity subsided. Gushangong took back his crutch and stabbed him several times. The arrow mound collapsed with a crash and spread across the ground.
Without thinking, Kong Jie activated the fire calamity, and the flames rolled down, faintly condensing into the shapes of fire dragons, fire snakes, fire birds, and fire beasts, which were ever-changing. Gushan Gong raised his cane again, and the flames seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier. They were scattered on both sides and poured onto the Tianji Platform without any ripples.
The heat was surging, Gushan Gong's beard and hair were curled, sweat was pouring down his back, and he was breathing heavily. If it weren't for the chains that bound him, he would have lost his balance and fallen to the ground. But such a skinny old man, with his back against a hot copper pillar, managed to hold up a stick of incense without any injuries, and not even a spark of flame touched his clothes.
Kong Jie's eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw it. The robe on Gushangong's body and the crutch in his hand were not ordinary magic weapons. With his eyesight, he could not see any clues, which was really surprising.
The flames gradually extinguished, Gushangong exhaled a breath of hot breath, coughed a few times, and said to Kong Jie: "Fellow Daoist Kong, there is still one last wave of thunder disaster, thank you for your work."
Kong Jie restrained his acrimonious and wild attitude, said nothing, and secretly urged the thunder calamity. The calamity thunder rolled down, but Gusangong followed the old rules and raised his crutches. Thousands of golden snakes walked around and could not hit him. Instead, they plowed the Tianji platform back and forth several times, with the same momentum.
Duke Gushan regarded the three calamities of soldiers, fire, and thunder as nothing. When the thunders of calamity rumbled away, he knocked on the copper pillar with his crutch, took away the chains, breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Kong Jie: "I show my embarrassment to make fellow Taoist Kong laugh. ”
"I don't dare. My Taoist friend Gushan has great magical powers. I admire him." Kong Jie has always been proud and arrogant, but Gushan Gong is so amazing. It's unexpected. He thought that he might not be able to cope with it in a different place. It was so easy, and the palaces of Wangjing Palace had many strong players, hiding their secrets. It was indeed not an empty talk.
Gusangong raised his white eyebrows, opened his old yellow eyes, looked down the stage, and found the Dongdu Hall where Ran Qingshi was enshrined. He smiled and said, "I want to take over the Dongdu Hall, what do you think of fellow Taoist Ran?"
Ran Qingshi put his hands in his sleeves and shrank his head like an old farmer who was afraid of the cold. Seeing Gushan Gong speak, he hesitated and hesitated. After thinking about it for a long time, he said slowly: "Gushan Gong, please do it. Ran has no objection." .”
The real immortals of Dongdu Palace looked up to Ran Qingshi. He had no objections and naturally would not come forward to stop him. What's more, Gushan Gong had great supernatural powers. No one wanted to get into trouble and offend the confirmed master of Dongdu Palace.
(End of chapter)
