"Senior Brother Yue, it's not like that, Fang Yin will definitely go all out in this scene, that's right!"

"Senior Brother Fang, you can't fool Senior Brother and me with your words, Yue Ling is not stupid. ”

"Senior Brother Yue, in fact, comparison and non-comparison are the same, Fang Yin can't compare to you no matter what, just like back then. ”

"Not necessarily. ”

"Then there's no way, you and I will see you on stage, anyway-"

"I'm not going up. ”

"Senior brother, listen to me, I am in the name of En'ah Gang, and you are-"

"You are also my Shangqing person, everyone knows it. ”

"I said Senior Brother Yue, don't be like this, I beg you, you know that I have a big knot in my heart, and you let me in the Mid-Autumn Festival competition that day, so-"

"No, Yue Ling won't let you let you. ”

"Yes, yes, then I won't let it! I will do my best when I come to the stage in a while, I promise! I swear!"

"I'm not going up. ”

"That's good, if you don't go on stage, I won't go on it, don't talk about it!"

"Good. ”

“......”

"Senior Brother Yue, I beg you, don't do this, this is not a child's house-"

The fact is that in this scene, Fang Yin wants to let it, but Yue Ling does not allow it.

Fang Yin had a thousand reasons to give it to him, but Yue Ling had only one reason not to allow it: If you have a heart, I have no intention.

Not than.

Senior Brother Yue was even more desperate, and he made his words clear without coming to the stage, completely disrupting the little abacus that was crackling in Daoist Fang's stomach.

It's just not comparable!

Will climb the Lingyun platform, abandon it like a piece of, the two of them are general, let each other!

Daoist Fang thought that he was very smart, but Senior Brother Yue was also a mirror-like, for this naughty little junior brother, Senior Brother Yue was only regarded as a child who had not grown up, and his thoughts could not be hidden from Yue Ling. Of course, in the Mid-Autumn Festival competition, the two of them put it right in the ring, Yue Ling let him, and Yue Ling knew. The inglorious victory planted a seed in Fang Yin's heart, and it was time to blossom and bear fruit. But Yue Ling knew that he didn't have a knot at all, just as not all seeds would blossom and bear fruit.

Yue Ling's heart was as meticulous as a hair, and Fang Yin couldn't hide it from him.

Therefore, when Wu Chan and Long Wu were fighting on the balcony, Yue Ling and Fang Yin were secretly competing and talking in the audience.

- I won't go up, I don't need you to let me.

- If you don't go up, I won't go up either.

As a result, both of them abstained, and in the end, they became cheaper than the monk Wuzen.

Zen has always had good luck.

This year's martial arts conference has come to a successful conclusion.

One is first, two are tied for second, and one is not a three.

"Shangqing Yue Ling, yes, Shangqing Fang Yin. "The immortal is not wrong, both of them are Shangqing disciples.

The two joined hands and took the stage.

Yes, the luck of the Wuzen monk has always been very good: "Brother Fang Yin!

"Yue Ling!Yue Ling!Yue Ling!Yue Ling!" More people supported Yue Ling, and Yue Ling's strength was far above Fang Yin.

"Fang Yin, Fang Yin!" There are also people shouting Fang Yin's name, maybe there will be a miracle.

It is said that it is déjà vu, and it is already infinitely glorious.

The two of them were opposite each other on the stage, and Ke Wu Chengmai held their hands together, and their eyes were exchanged.

It's a pity that Huba Cilen and the incompetent Daxian are not there, and the two of them went to the lake to catch fish and touch shrimp, so they didn't see this scene. But there is nothing to see, the truth is always in the hands of a few, and this scene is not good at all. It's not as good as the last one, the one between the monk Wuzen and the eldest prince of Long. The winner of this game was divided in less than half a breath, and everyone present did not understand it, including the masters on and off the stage, including the old ways of Shangqing-

"Zheng!"

Not to mention that the immortal immortal gave a speech for a while, praised for a while, and praised for a while, as many beautiful words as he could, he only heard that voice: "Start-"

It's an agreement, or a bet.

Lingyuntai is 20 zhang long, 20 zhang wide, and 3 zhang high.

The bluestone under his feet is like jade, and before the voice falls, one person suddenly rises, and flies obliquely and swoops straight to the stage.

It's Yue Ling.

With a bang, Fang Yin took out his sword, and a sword pierced Yue Ling's heart.

Yue Ling fell to the ground.

Fang Yin jumped off the stage.

Before and after, it was only half a breath, inexplicable, no one spoke for a while, and they looked at each other.

Yue Ling got up, dusted off his clothes, and sighed: "Good intentions!"

The crowd was in an uproar.

The immortal was also confused, looked left and right, and thought it was a dream: "What, what's wrong?"

Daoist Fang, the audience shouted: "I lost! I lost!"

"No, I lost. Yue Ling said loudly, Senior Brother Yue will give everyone an understanding: "I have agreed with Senior Brother Fang that whoever steps down first will be the winner." ”

That is true.

This is a difficult problem, and everyone is surprised and feels a little headache.

Those who win lose, and those who lose lose, so who wins?

Yue Ling didn't talk nonsense, he jumped off the stage as soon as he fell, and pulled his senior brother Fang again, while talking.

Leave this conundrum to the immortal and all those present.

And think.

"Senior Brother Yue, you are still careless, I said I would do my best, haha!"

"It's a joke. ”

"Yes. ”

"On the hilt of the sword. ”

"Yes. ”

"You've got it right, so you're going to draw your sword. ”

"Yes. ”

"Talking doesn't count, you villain!"

"Haha! Yes!"

"Senior Brother Fang, you won, Yue Ling is willing to bow down. ”

"Senior Brother Yue, face my Wuzen brother for a while, you have to be merciful. ”

"Not necessarily, not necessarily me. ”

"It must be, it must be you, this is the rule, the bet is just a bet between you and me. ”

"Shangqing Yue Ling, win. ”

"Look. ”

"Okay, but Senior Brother Fang, when you can go back to Shangqing Mountain, you and I want to be really-"

"Okay, okay, say okay!"

"There's only one thing I don't understand, I've been on the lookout all the time, but it's not when you're going to do that—"

"Last night, I smeared it with wine. ”

"Last night?haha!Senior Brother Fang, your scheming is so deep that it can be said to be appalling!"

"Senior Brother Yue, you're kidding again. ”

"Senior Brother Fang, you don't have to wipe it, it's clean enough. ”

"Brother Fang Yin, why is this?"

"Wu Zen, come, I'll tell you. ”

"Wu Zen, ignore him! Fang Bad Shui'er, you listen to me-"

"Niu Peony, you're a shrew. ”

"Ah―――――――――――――――――――――――― die!"

"Sure enough!

"Nanshan Zen, no Zen, yes, Shangqing Yue Ling. ”

"No Zen!

"Brother Fang Yin, you said this is-"

"Senior Brother Yue, you don't have to show mercy to your subordinates, you must go all out!"

"Hey, you're there!"

It was in the twenty-first year of Longjing, the ninth day of September.

The blue sky and the white sun, all eyes are on Lingyun Terrace, and there is no Zen decisive battle against Yue Ling.

A young Taoist priest, an even younger monk, Yue Ling's performance is convincing, and Wu Zen's performance is even more admirable. This did not come as a surprise, people cheered enthusiastically, waved their arms, and shouted the names of Wuchan and Yue Ling, and the monks of Shangqing and Nanshan also felt infinitely honored. Fang Yin is the same. Fang Yin sat on the stepping stone, embraced Ke Wu, squinted his eyes, smiled, looked at the Wuzen brothers and Senior Brother Yue Ling in the ring, and thought about the past.

The sky is dazzling, casting on the bluestone, reflecting a bright and hard light.

Like fragments of memory, suddenly raised and scattered in the wind.

Tumbling, shining, ten colors and five lights.