Chapter 148 Turning over and ruthless
"Uh...this..." Looking at the cold eyes and strange faces of the other party, Mingying Zhenren couldn't remember when there was such a face in her memory. For a moment, her pretty face turned slightly, and she couldn't help but be embarrassed to speak.
"If you are okay, let's go!" Daquan Zhenren's tone was emotionless. He said that he stood back to the place where Danyu, Yan'er and others stood.
The Mingying real person looked at the back of Daquan Zhenren leaving. Her heart rippled in the ancient well for thousands of years. She only felt a burst of loss and pain in her heart, but she was stunned. A pair of beautiful eyes were still staring at the Daquan Zhenren under the stage, trying to find the shadow of vu.
Although Li Haoyu and Qian Xiaosheng were curious, they looked at the real person with a deep face, but they did not dare to ask.
Although Feng Xiaotian on the stage is slightly drunk, he listens to the dialogue between Daquan Zhenren and Mingying Zhenren, especially when he sees that Brother Lu, who has always been kind, is now full of haze on his face. Looking at the cold and elegant fairy of Mingying Zhenren, now he seems to look at Brother Lu with lost his soul. Feng Xiao God thought to himself that his previous speculation seemed to be true. He had to cross-examination this matter in the future, and maybe he could achieve a good marriage!
At this time, Shangguan Wuyong and others also reacted from the shock. Shangguan Wuyong realized that the program was not finished, so he pressed the shock in his heart and stepped forward and said, "Brother Xue, Brother Xiaotian, it's time for the award. Can you two cooperate?"
Only then did Tianling Zhenren and Feng Xiaotian realize that the Pengzhou Conference was not over yet, and the two of them were really a little complacent on this stage. The two of them retreated and stood aside.
"Cough!" Shangguan Wuyong cleared his throat and began his concluding remarks after the game. The audience under the stage sighed one after another. I'm afraid that his ears would be tortured again, and several bold people quietly slipped back, ready to sneak out.
Sure enough, Shangguan Wuyong said, "Good friends, everyone. First of all, on behalf of Pengzhou Xiandao, I would like to welcome your consistent strong support and enthusiastic response to the Pengzhou Conference these days. Under our careful organization and the cooperation and support of the top ten holy places of cultivation, the 10th Pengzhou Conference has come to a successful conclusion. It's over!"
Speaking of this, Shangguan Wuyong paused. There should be applause here, but except for the sparse applause of several green-shirted disciples on the stage, others did not give face and looked at Shangguan Wuyong impatiently.
Shangguan Wuyong saw that the scene was deserted, and his old face blushed slightly. Then he said, "This Pengzhou Conference was held quite successfully in a friendly and harmonious atmosphere. The success of this Pengzhou Conference marks the further prosperity of the Xiuzhen world, indicating that the Xiuzhen world under the leadership of the top ten holy places of cultivation..." Before saying a few words, it was from one A sudden moan came from the side, which affected Shangguan Wuyong's speech.
Everyone turned their heads and looked, but it was Xiao Biechen who was waking up leisurely under the treatment of the Eight Immortals of Pengzhou. He didn't know that his master was giving a speech, but it was just a "hum".
The third son of Pengzhou Eight Immortals's face was full of relief. He slowly closed his palms, and there were big drops of sweat on his forehead. He didn't care about it. Looking at Xiao Biechen, his expression was full of love!
Xiao Beichen moaned and slowly opened his eyes, but it was still blood red. He suddenly stood up, looked back at Lao San, and pushed him over with one slap!
Lao San was caught off guard and was hit on the chest by a applause. Originally, relying on Lao San's strength, this palm could not hurt Lao San at all. On the contrary, Xiao Beichen himself was afraid that he would be blown away by Lao San's protective body. However, Lao San actually sealed his whole body instantly at the moment Xiao Beichen hit him, but he was He was blown out and fell on the edge of the stage. He spit blood in his mouth. Fortunately, he has become the five scattered immortals. He is the strongest among the eight immortals in Pengzhou. Although he was hit hard, he was only slightly injured, and it was not a big deal!
As soon as Shangguan Wuyong saw this, he did not care about continuing the award speech at the Pengzhou Conference. He was angry and anxious, and roared, "Sirty, do you dare? I split you!" With that, he was about to rub his body and kill Xiao Biechen with one palm.
"Amitabha! Don't worry, Shangguan. Let's wait until the old man has a look!" Xiao Biechen's figure suddenly flashed in front of him. A big monk in a big red jacket and a red face had already stood in front of Xiao Beichen, just blocking Shangguan's palm. This person was the elder Kongming master of the Western Fanzong!
"Then there will be Master Labor!" Shangguan Wuyong's face was full of reluctance, but he was also afraid of gossip. He didn't dare to go too much, so he had no choice but to retreat and said bitterly.
Xiao Biechen was not good or bad. He was already crazy and didn't know anyone at all. Seeing that Master Kongming suddenly stood in front of him, he still raised his palm!
Master Kongming didn't care, didn't dodge, and his mouth burst into spring thunder. He shouted loudly, "Wo!"
When Xiao Beichen's palm hit Master Kongming, he was stopped by this sound, and the red in his eyes faded slightly, as if there was a trace of clarity!
The third child of the Eight Immortals of Pengzhou just stood up and was shocked and said, "Master Kongming, please show mercy!"
"Don't worry, the donor has his own moderation!" Master Kongming smiled and said.
At this time, Xiao Beichen's eyes were gradually covered with red, and his face became ferocious. He raised his palm and wanted to hurt people.
Master Kongming saw this, but he didn't care. His eyes were slightly closed, the corners of his mouth were smiling, and he muttered in a low voice, slowly chanting a scripture: "Bodhisattvas Mahas..." The voice was harmonious and graceful, long and endless.
When the Wuchen and Wulai brothers standing by the side heard it, Qi Qi fell down and sat on the ground. As the Kongming master recited it, for a moment, the rhythmic chanting sounded echoed on the platform.
And when Xiao Beichen heard it, the palms that were ready to hit slowly closed back. First, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes. Then, in the endless chanting, the blood in Xiao Beichen's eyes gradually faded. He slowly closed his eyes, and his face began to calm down. He stood there quietly and his arms naturally fell down. Hanging, listening to the sound of chanting motionless.
The powerful people in the audience under the stage are still good, but some people with low strength are intoxicated. For a moment, they forget where they are. They all smile and seem to have reached the world of bliss. Yan'er, Li Haoyu and others remain awake under the protection of Daquan Zhenren.
And when Feng Xiaotian was also singing the sound of chanting the scriptures, his heart slowly calmed down. He only felt that the sound of chanting the scriptures was like a crane in the sky, like a light cloud brushing his face, like a mountain wind hitting the water, like a spring thunder warning to the world... Although Feng Xiaotian did not distinguish his meaning at all, it made people forget me and was full of feelings. I feel clean and transparent, and it is unobstructed.
Suddenly, the lips of Tianling Zhenren next to him moved slightly. Feng Xiaotian only felt like a crash in his ear. He suddenly woke up from that kind of Zen. He looked at Tianling Zhenren with gratitude, but in his heart, he was secretly vigilant and thought, what a powerful sound attack. If Wuchen could make such a sound attack when he compete with Wuchen, he I'm afraid I don't even realize that I've been beheaded!
When Tianling Zhenren saw him wake up, he said, "Although the Buddha's methods are not enough to attack, they are the best at mental paralysis. They often don't know it. You should be careful!"
"Then why did Xiao Beichen wake up after listening to the sound of chanting?" Feng Xiaotian was a little puzzled and asked.
"I'm afraid Xiao Biechen's growth power is not his own. Although Xiao Biechen's power is strong, his realm is insufficient. He can't control these true qi, so he is eaten back and goes crazy. This method of Buddhism is the best way to treat him. Even if Xiao Biechen's mana is greatly damaged, a small life may be saved!" Tianling Zhenren used the transmission into the secret and explained to Feng Xiaotian in detail.
At this moment, Xiao Biechen's eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were black and white. Without the terrible blood color just now, his body was a little weak, and he was about to fall down. The old third eye of the eight immortals in Pengzhou was fast, and he stepped behind Xiao Biechen and firmly held Xiao Beichen.
"Uncle Three?" Xiao Bechen turned around and said quickly.
"Chen'er, are you finally well?" With a "third uncle", the third brother suddenly burst into tears and asked happily.
"Uncle Sanshi, what's wrong with me? Isn't it a game? Why is everyone looking around me?" Xiao Biechen looked at the people around him puzzledly and asked in surprise.
"Chen'er, it's a long story. As for the game, you have lost. Let's get off the stage!" Lao San said and wanted to pull Xiao Biechen off the stage.
"Did I lose? How is that possible? I'm in the middle of distracted. How can I lose? ..." Xiao Beichen was shocked, but before he finished speaking, he exclaimed again: "Ah? Third uncle, third uncle, what's going on? I only have the strength of Jin Danqi. Where is my Yuanying? My Yuanying is missing?" Xiao Beichen and Zhang Huang pulled Lao San's skirt at a loss and shouted.
"It's time to ask the master who has always spoiled you!" The third brother said hatefully.
"Master?" Xiao Biechen, who was in a panic, did not hear the tone of Lao San's words. He looked around and saw Shangguan Wuyong standing aside and looking at him coldly. He didn't think much for a moment. It was like a drowning man grabbing a life-saving straw and rushed straight at Shangguan Wuyong.
"Who is your master, a piece of shit, get out of here!" Shangguan Wuyong looked at him with disgust on his face. He kicked him to the ground and scolded coldly. He thought in his heart that Xiao Biechen was really useless and ruined his good plan. Now his cultivation has been reduced to the Jindan period. It is estimated that it is impossible to make more efforts. Such a waste, and What's the use of retaining him?
Xiao Beichen, who was kicked down, was stunned and said sadly, "Master, why? What's wrong with the disciple?" He really couldn't figure out that the master, who was proud of himself the other day, suddenly turned against him.