Thousands of things in the world, always in an instant, someone guessed the beginning, but guessed the end wrong, it should be a tense moment because of two sentences to admit defeat, two sentences to recognize, the cloud is light and breezy like the water of the dust washing pool, there is no half taste to chew.

Su Wen sat back in the banquet, the field was silent, the thunder was already deafening, who dared to say more than half a word, I was afraid that it would be another thunderstorm.

There are a lot of vulgar scenes, first praising the ancestors, and then spurring the people to come, in short, it was not until Su Wen was about to fall asleep that he finally heard the interesting words.

"Guantiantai condenses the thousand-year-old inheritance of this sect, reads through the sky, passes through the meridians with the power of thought, collects, gathers, condenses, disperses, and the four methods are carved by the predecessors of our sect with great means on the high platform..... Cultivate thoughts with the body, set the creation in the opening of the spirit, and cultivate the hundred thoughts into the dust. ”

Everyone in the world knows that the Tiantai of the One Qi Sect is a place of great luck, the higher the cultivation when the stage is staged, the greater the creation can be, the cultivation of the mind to open the spirit, and turn into the dust, but if you can realize the Tao from the view of the Tiantai and return, the future achievements will inevitably be above the enlightenment, and those with the best qualifications can observe the scenery of the dust.

It is no wonder why Song He did not hesitate to oppose the sect and send Shangguan Ling'er to the stage, three thresholds in the practice, the first class to enter the spirit, open one to nine spirit palaces, open the spirit, not open is still mortal; proudly stand in the world, spy on the three thousand true ways, get rid of the stickiness, and then be counted as a first-class master;

Among them, the number of spirit into Lichen is the most critical, opening a spirit palace is to open the spirit, opening nine spirit palaces is also to open the spirit, but the more the spirit palace opens, the more difficult it is to enter the dust, if it is really nine spirit palaces into the dust most likely to attract the heavenly tribulation and thunder punishment, otherwise the pole Tailai, the object will be reversed, everything to the extreme is against the heavens, just like Su asked,

Su Wen pursed his lips and said to himself: "People come on stage to ask for Lichen, no matter how bad it is, they still ask for enlightenment, I only want to enter the mortal, it's really unfortunate!"

"Hehe, it's also a great luck, but there is a bit of a taste of violent things. As soon as he blurted out the words, Su Wen immediately changed his words with self-deprecation.

It is said that the competition was first circulated in the rivers and lakes, and finally integrated into many cultivation schools, becoming a kind of consideration standard for disciples, but with the fall of the golden generation fifty years ago, coupled with the catastrophe ten years ago, most of the cultivation sects of the Northern Wei Dynasty were crumbling, and there were no qualified disciples for many years, so that the competition gradually became an empty word.

If there is no Su Wen's appearance, this year it should be after these words to open the viewing platform, the stage is naturally Shangguan Ling'er, over the years, although many people are happy and convinced on the surface, but in their hearts they can't step over, not as good as Huang Man'er is one of them.

In this way, there are really many people who are happy in their hearts and ask Su to come out and insert a kick, otherwise how can there be so much fun to see, it is a competition, and the disciples of the four Daomen are all eligible to participate, except for the self-aware majority, there are still a few people who have a fluke out of the team.

The young man with the sword in the previous Qi Gathering Dao was one of them, Meng Liang naturally swept down, Shangguan Ling'er sat on the wooden chair, but it was undoubtedly going to end, the Qi Condensing Dao seemed to be like the temperament of the Lord of the Ten Hall, it was not easy for people to fight, only the disciple who appeared before also walked out after hesitating for a moment, but the most eye-catching thing was the lazy figure that walked out of the seat that no one approached.

There are more than ten people in this field, most of them are Qi Collecting Dao disciples, Su Wen has not ended up for the time being, although the first two games have conceded defeat, but they are also a small game, so he was lucky to skip a round.

Shangguan Lingxin looked indifferently at the more than ten eager fellow disciples, most of whom were still lingering, and suddenly got up, Qianqianyu waved his hand in front of him, and a long sword came in front of him, holding the hilt of the sword in his hand, and the eight blurred outlines behind him reflected the void, and he came out of the eight palaces in one go.

The sword body swept, and the long sword as thin as a willow leaf shook the mountains and rolled up a flat tornado, and the figures immediately shook in the field, and the screams rang out, until the dust and sand subsided, and after the heaven and earth were clear, only three people were still standing, and the rest were all falling to the ground and wailing.

At the end of the sword, Shangguan Lingxin sat back on the wooden chair, his expression did not move, but a cold voice came from the corner of his mouth, "Those who have fallen to the ground, exit by themselves." ”

This is the gesture, she once said to Su Wen that even if she disdains to be on stage, she can't allow the young people to steal it, in her eyes, the young people are not just Su Wen, everyone is.

"It's really domineering!" Su Wen couldn't help but shake his head, thinking that he could see the excitement with a bye, but he didn't expect Shangguan Lingxin to be so proud.

"If you are not domineering enough, do you think you can still sit here?" Chen Maochuan took over the conversation, no wonder Su Wen could shout two sentences of admitting defeat with peace of mind, which really targeted someone's pulse.

There are fewer obstructive guys, and the situation has become clearer, there are Shangguan Ling'er and Meng Liang in the Qi Collecting Dao, there are negative sword Ning Chen's paintings in the Qi Gathering Dao, no one is standing in the Qi Condensing Dao, but there is still one person in the most declining Qi Scattering Dao, and there is still one person at this moment.

Some people were somewhat disgraced, and a wild voice smashed from the outside of the field, and when the head was eastward, the Qi Condensing Dao disciple only felt a tingling pain in his shoulder, and a figure stepped on his shoulder, and fell into the middle in an instant, comparable to a meteorite outside the sky, and when it landed, there were bursts of smoke and dust.

"Senior Sister Shangguan, how about giving me another sword. ”

Seeing that the man was disheveled, dressed in black, although his body was thin, there was a faint fierceness of a beast, and a pair of scarlet eyes finally made people can't help but shout.

"Huang, Huang Man'er. ”

Song Chenghe, who was hidden in the crowd, sneered and quietly hid his left hand behind him.

Huang Bayuan, known as Huang Man'er, can be described as a taboo that everyone in the One Qi Sect is in awe of, this person is fond of martial arts, it is convenient for people to fight, and it is no obstacle to fight with the same door, but this Huang Man'er is ruthless, never merciless, and often beats the opponent to the broken tendons and bones, but if he loses, it must be a three-day battle until he wins.

However, he has excellent talent, he is almost invincible in the same rank, and he is the best at crossing the ranks, and he once used the cultivation of the lower realm of Kailing to break the seven ribs of an elder of the consummation realm, and Xun Cheng, who had never been angry, injured him in bed for several months with a palm, who knew that Huang Man'er became even worse after recovering, and almost killed people several times, until Shangguan Ling'er entered the sect and entered Kailing two years later, this demon who everyone feared finally met his nemesis.

Thirteen battles in a year, none of them won, almost every bone in Huang Bayuan's body was broken, if he hadn't been confined to Ranshi Mountain by Xuncheng in the end, I was afraid that he might really die under Shangguan Ling'er's sword.

On the high platform, Xun Cheng suddenly straightened up, crying bitterly in his heart, how did this stubborn disciple appear here, and was about to get up and get off the stage, but was stopped by Chang Qingquan's words, and cold sweat flowed.

"Since you said that it will be handed over to the juniors to deal with, then it will be up to them to make trouble, Senior Brother Song, do you say that is the truth. ”

Song He's eyes slashed at Shi Cheng, he didn't see Huang Man'er before, but he appeared at this moment, and sneered, "This Huang Man'er is also good, it's a pity, it's destined to be in bed for another half a year, Senior Brother Xun, Senior Brother apologizes here first." ”

"Don't dare, don't dare. Xun Cheng hurriedly said.

Huang Man'er ignored the other three people in the venue, and walked straight to Shangguan Ling'er, his expression became more and more hideous, and he sneered: "I don't care about the viewing platform, all I care about is you, the rules of the competition are too troublesome, I'll just ask, do you take this battle." ”

Shangguan Ling'er raised her eyes lightly, sat on the black wooden chair with a leisurely expression, and was not angry at Huang Man'er's provocation, and said softly: "A year ago, I was only in the Lower Realm of Enlightenment, and you were not my opponent, but now I am in the Enlightened Middle Realm, how can you defeat me." ”

"That's not until you've beaten it. Huang Man'er shouted angrily, and his feet cracked the ground, like a hungry tiger pounced.

started the fight without saying a word, Su Wen propped his head, and was used to seeing the guy who lowered his eyebrows and was pleasing to Shangguan Ling'er, and found this Huang Man'er more and more interesting.

On the other side, the young man with the sword stared at the two of them with fanatical eyes, it was a sword embryo that needed to be sharpened, and naturally he would not let go of any hearty battle.

Meng Liang chuckled and took a step back, holding the lazy man in front of him, the reason why the lazy man appeared was to fight, as for who to fight, the result was the same, when he thought of fighting and retreating, today he wants everyone to know that the air dispersal path is still worthy of the word orthodoxy.

Fighting on both sides, two people make swords, two people are empty-handed, Ning Chen draws a straight sword forward like a flying eagle bursting into the sky, the edge is exposed, and the lazy man is like a stone in the waves of the Han Sea, towering and immovable, let your sword qi sail, you can't enter my three-inch world; Huang Man'er punches the air, his feet crack the ground, and the end is to practice foreign kung fu, and the condensation of the qi path complements each other, the fists, elbows and knees wrapped in spiritual power are sharp weapons for killing, although Shangguan Ling'er blindly retreats, the long sword in his hand can only not be blocked, but the body has never left the wooden chair, retreating at will, controlling the spiritual power to turn like an embroidery girl wearing a needle, in the end, it is the master disciple of the Qi Dao。

Su Wen watched the excitement on the stage, this is the competition between cultivators, you come and go, the moves are frequent, one side is like the sky pressing the top, the other side is like a stream and a boat drifting with the waves, it is not as chaotic as a child fighting, there is no order, but the victory or defeat is only in an instant, at this moment it seems that it is really not a word of victory or defeat.

Meng Liang was closer to Su Wen, and said with a chuckle, "There are only two of you and me left." ”

"Why, you want to fight me. Su Wen scratched his head, a little timid, a monk in the Enlightenment Realm asked me to fight with a mortal, and I am not a lazy person, so I am obviously being bullied.

Meng's surname is Dongyue, even after the death of the country, it is still for the Northern Wei Dynasty court out of a lot of high-ranking scholars, Mengde Mengde, German and Italian etiquette are almost all written by the old lady of the Meng family, hundreds of years of scholarly doors, finally out of a good dance knife and stick of the descendants, but still indispensable family inheritance of elegance.

"It's no fun to fight with you, but if you're idle, I can accompany you through two moves. ”

"No, I don't want to fight with you, look at it together, watch it together. ”