Chapter 740 The Battle of the Golden Whip Cliff
"How could this happen? Obviously, Brother Zhou Dao has an advantage?"
"Yes, there must be some tricks in it!"
"That's not necessarily true. The Taiyi Xingsha in the hand of Huolingzi is the top treasure in the world. It was not powerful before, but Huolingzi himself could not play freely. If, by chance or luck comes, it will be sent once, it is not impossible for such a situation to happen!"
"How can there be such a coincidence?"
In the camp of righteous monks, they are very loud and shouting very much.
And above the ring, Huo Lingzi himself also seemed a little confused. Because even he didn't expect that Taiyi Xingsha would really show his power and help him defeat the strong enemy.
"Is it possible that the teacher hasn't completely given up on me? So, this time, it's an opportunity. After the sword fight is over, I will immediately return to Damei Mountain and plead with my teacher to return to the master's door!"
"Brother ascetic, in your opinion, is there any trick in the battle between Huo Lingzi and Zhou Tieqi?" Miao Yizhen Qi Shuming, who was also quite confused and dissatisfied with the present result, unconsciously asked to the ascetic head of the side.
"I don't think so! I didn't suffer the slightest fluctuation of the air machine!" Although there is also doubt on the surface of asceticism, it still tries to reply with an objective attitude.
"Do you think it's the old man in the West Sea who secretly took action? After all, Taiyi Xingsha is his treasure of fame. He uses this to do something without realizing it, but it's very possible!" Miao Yizhen Qi Shuming asked again.
"Brother Qi, you can't say that this is unreasonable. After all, the cultivation of the old man is far beyond our level. However, I don't think this possibility is very high. After all, it's too worthless to do so for a thief. Once the slightest clue is revealed, his reputation in his life will be ruined!" After mediting, he replied.
"That's true!" Miao Yizhen Qi Shuming also knows that although the old man Cangxu is arrogant and has a strange temperament, his temperament is still very good, and he also cherishes his own feathers. Therefore, the rules are very strict, even more than the real Orthodoxy. With a little doubt in his heart, he was finally relieved.
"Maybe this fire spirit is just a gǒu shit luck!"
"Fine out of ten!" The instant path of asceticism.
The communication between Miaoyi Zhenren Qi Shuming and the ascetic head was completed in an instant, so it did not delay his announcement of the victory of the sword fight.
Huo Lingzi, after confirming the victory of the sword fight, time resumed his arrogant posture and did not hide his pride. The righteous monks under the stage, especially the monks of the Wudang School, were so angry that they were about to burn through the nine heavens. Among them, half of Lao Ni is the most, because Zhou Tieqi is the seven female guardians of Wudang who have long been in his heart.
The seven women of Wudang are all extraordinary. As long as they can grow up, they will have extraordinary achievements in the future. This is the foundation of the development and growth of the Wudang faction. However, it is hard to say whether it can grow up or not. After all, practice is to go against the sky all the way, and there are too many disasters.
Zhou Tieqi was cultivated by her countless scheming. At present, Zhou Tieqi is si, which means that the foundation of the Wudang School's future is likely to be partly due to this.
This is a very heavy blow to half of Lao Ni. What's more, she can't take revenge on the fire spirit because of this.
Half of Lao Ni's mood, except for the spiritual son beside him, will naturally not pay attention to it.
At this time, Zhong Yuan also smiled rudely and said to Miao Yizhen Qi Shuming, "Master Qi, two sword fights, one loss and one victory. It seems that the strength of both of us seems to be the same. It is really in line with the principles of heaven and earth, yin and yang, go hand in hand!" Zhong Yuan, in fact, did not care at all about the victory or defeat of these non-Tian League forces in his heart. What he said was entirely to stab the real person, so that he could intertwin more thoughts on it.
This is not to say that Zhong Yuan is cold-blooded and ruthless, but that, on the one hand, these people really have nothing to do with them: secondly, there are indeed many people among these people, who belong to the type of si surplus. If he hadn't seen these people still have the ability to make cannon fodder and consume part of the strength of the Emei faction, he would have done it.
This has nothing to do with any road, it's purely its own heart! However, he did not hope that after his family finally won the victory, all the demons who were happy to harm the people.
Sure enough, Miao Yizhen Qi Shuming was very concerned about this, that is, time, and replied with a smile, "Zhong Mengzhu, this is not a bad word. The key to defeat is not in people, but in treasure! The cultivation of the two of them is so high that you and I can know at a glance that this kind of person who wins by relying on magic weapons may benefit for a while, but he will eventually suffer for a lifetime!"
When it came to the last sentence, Miao Yizhen Qi Shuming looked at Zhong Yuan with deep meaning, and the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.
That's right, in today's world, the most extreme use of magic weapons should be him. However, what kind of person is Zhong Yuan? How can he have a mental disorder because of this? That is, time, he went back and said, "Three thousand methods, all of them can prove the road!" As long as it is beneficial to practice and relies on magic weapons, there may not be anything wrong with it!
At this point, I think the Emei School has done a good job. The three generations of shallow disciples walk around the world and kill repeatedly, but there is little damage. This can't be said to be the skill of magic weapons!"
"My disciples of the Emei School have always been heart-to-heart and magic weapons for use, but anyone who can get a powerful magic weapon to go down the mountain is heart-to-heart, and will no longer delay the practice because of magic weapons. Therefore, Master Zhong must not confuse my Emei disciples with ordinary monks!" Miaoyi Zhenren Qi Shuming heard this. At that time, he was quite proud.
However, at this time, Miao Yizhen Qi Shuming also understood that above the tongue, there was no advantage of this time. At that time, the front of the conversation immediately turned around, "Well, time is precious. Let's not delay too much. Let's quickly let the next sword fight on the stage to fight the sword!"
Zhong Yuan nodded.
In this third game of sword fighting, naturally let all monks fight by themselves. Soon, the third pair of sword fighters got into the ring.
These two people, one side is Ji Deng, the eldest disciple of the dwarf Zhu Mei, and the other side is a San Xiu, named Wu Li.
Wu Li is unknown, but his other identity is enough to shock anyone in the world. Wu Li is the first generation owner of the Golden Whip Cliff of Qingcheng Mountain. In those years, because Zhu Mei, a dwarf, fell in love with the Golden Whip Cliff and wanted to use it as the Taoist field of the sect, she drove him away.
Now, the dwarf Zhu Mei is already in the body, leaving only a few disciples there to support the facade, so Wu Li thought again to take back the golden whip cliff.
However, although the dwarf Zhu Mei is si, it does not mean that there are no high people in the vein of the Golden Whip Cliff. Zhu Mei, a dwarf, also has a fellow apprentice, Jiang Shu, who ranks among the seven truths in the world. His cultivation is the top of the earth's immortality, far better than him. However, the relationship between Jiang Shu and the dwarf Zhu Mei is not very harmonious. In addition, Jiang Shu, a real person of Fumo, is lazy and has no intention to start a business.
However, even if the real person Jiang Shu is like this, he may not sit and watch his nephew being bullied, so Wu Li did not have a hasty choice to do it. When the news of the three sword fights spread all over the world, he realized that this was an excellent opportunity, so at the first time, he knew Ji Deng, the eldest disciple of the dwarf Zhu Mei.
Ji Deng, although his cultivation is just a great perfection of scattered immortals, his swordsmanship has long been cultivated. However, he is a dwarf Zhu Mei who deliberately hides and prepares to shock the world, so he is not known. At this moment, his reputation is already very messy. Naturally, he has to take action to maintain it. Therefore, after learning that Wu Li is just an early figure of the earth fairy, he did not hesitate to respond.
Ji Deng and Wu Li, as soon as they jumped into the ring, they took action without a moment's delay.
In an instant, the whole ring was full of cold sword light and sword shadow, dense and stacked, and there was no end. The figure of the two people was completely out of it.
"It's okay, this third pair did not propose a life war, Master Qi, it seems that we have expanded these three swords, which is really effective!" At this time, Zhong Yuan opened his mouth with a smile and said to Miao Yizhen, "If these two people still have to fight, I really doubt whether we are right to do this. Now, I'm finally relieved!"
Zhong Yuan's posture made Miao Yizhen Qi Shuming particularly unhappy at that time. Because, no matter how he listened, he felt that Zhong Yuan was going to take this credit to his own.
However, Miao Yizhen Qi Shuming has nothing to refute. After all, from a neutral standpoint, Zhong Yuan's words have no omissions. If he forcibly picks a bone in the egg, it will only make him look unruly. However, at the thought of the expansion of these three swords, it was planned by myself, although the cause was not very pure. However, for this, he also paid a high price to Tongtian League, and he felt even more depressed about Zhong Yuan's posture.
There was nothing to do. Miao Yizhen Qi Shuming could only nod in response and did not reply.
The confrontation on the ring entered the white-hot stage in a short moment. The sound of flying swords is like the sound in the iron shop, tinkling and ringing non-stop.