Chapter 568 Taiji Map!

"This is the evening broadcast. Five minutes ago, the ten-year perfume competition in China finally ended, and people from all walks of life speculated about the results of the four-day competition, but no one would think of the result. Not only did Mu Fan successfully defeat the five genius masters in one fell swoop, but also surprised everyone. Longyang, a nine-year-old member of the Long family, such a little boy who did not show off the mountain or water unexpectedly won the first place in the single competition. That is to say, if Longyang, a nine-year-old boy, challenges the five ring masters, he will also succeed! What's going on in this world? I think everyone's shock and feelings at this time should be the same as mine..."

"The latest news, this is definitely a news that shocked everyone. Longyang proposed to fight with Mu Fan, and Mu Fan actually agreed..."

"Dear viewers, the world is crazy, let's shout together..."

At this time, at the perfume guild competition, when the little boy Longyang won the single championship, there was no room for everyone to remember. He shouted loudly at everyone: "I want to challenge Mu Fan."

"Damn it, how is that possible? Does that little boy really want to challenge Mu Fan?

"I admire it. It is said that he is only nine years old, and he is not excited at all to win the single championship. This challenge to Mu Fan should not be aimless..."

"Big uncle, how can Longyang want to challenge Mu Fan? Longyang didn't say it before. What does he want to do? Isn't that good?

"The afterlife is terrible, the afterlife is terrible, hahaha..."

At this time, everyone focused their eyes on the short figure, and there was a close-up on the big screen. At this time, Longyang, on the immature face, there was no expression at all, and those eyes emitted unprecedented deep light. How could it be possible? He is still a child, isn't he?

At this time, the five players had completely collapsed. Shen Qing and Xu Chucai looked at Mu Fan and Long Yang's eyes at this time and couldn't wait to eat the two of them. Sun Yixue had to smile bitterly. Mu Yan sighed and stared at Longyang and Mu Fan curiously.

Behind the scenes, the two old masters of the Shen family and the Liu family had no words, with the same angry expression and the same dull eyes.

Mu Feng walked to Xu Feitu, who looked pale, and smiled, "Brother Xu, I agree. I think anyone wants to know whether this nine-year-old child can defeat Mu Fan. If he really wins, I think this year is really a blessing for our China, hahaha..."

"It's unreasonable. The competition is over. I can't let them compete individually and waste everyone's time!"

Looking at Xu Feitu's angry expression, Mu Feng, who was older, pointed to the completely dead people under the stage with a smile and whispered, "Brother Xu, this is a once-in-in-a-lifetime opportunity to promote our Chinese perfume industry, and it can make our perfume guild reach an unprecedented high opportunity among the people. You What are you thinking about? Brother Xu, you are the president of the Perfume Association..."

Thirty virtuous perfumers in the jury looked at Xu Feitu at the same time. Captain Wang Tianming walked to Xu Feitu with eager and firm eyes. It seemed that if Xu Feitu disagreed, he would make his own decision to announce that he agreed to the confrontation between the two in front of everyone.

After Xu Feitu was silent for a moment, he sighed; "That's all right, just compare..."

After hesitating for a long time, Xu Feitu finally walked to the microphone and said in a low tone, "I declare that I agree with the match between Mufan and Longyang!" Choose your own topic.

As soon as the words fell, all the people outside the guild under the stage shouted at the same time.

After Mu Fan and Long Yang looked at each other for a moment, they asked people to lift up the experimental table separately.

At the same time, all the members of the competition chose to stand aside and watch closely. Shen Qing went down, and Xu Chu just left. Sun Yixue paused and stood side by side with Mu Yan. He wanted to witness which one was more evil, Mu Fan or Long Yang!

While the staff were busy, Mu Fan saw the action of No. 1 and went behind the scenes. In the office of a review agency of the Perfume Guild, the door was locked.

"What's the matter?"

No. 1 paused, handed the phone in his hand to Mu Fan, and said seriously, "Liu Yun's phone."

Mu Fan suddenly answered the phone.

"I'm Mu Fan,"

After a pause, the other party paused for a moment, and his voice was hoarse and his tone was sluggish: "Ling Hujing has been controlled by me. Do you want to kill him?"

When he heard this question, even Mu Fan's body trembled. You should know what kind of person Linghujing is. He is one of the leading leaders in the Red Wall Courtyard of Yanjing. The influence of the Linghu family is not too great. Linghujing has been waiting for such a respectable and awesome person for his peers for decades. If he dies, what will happen? Maybe there will be a big earthquake in the political circles of Yanjing, and maybe the whole Huaxia will get the anger of the Linghu family because of his death. What will happen to Mu Fan? Perhaps it is not impossible that the Jiuyou Gate in Yanjing and the earth dragon in Hangzhou will be uprooted. Maybe Mu Fan will be laughed at by the old man who uses vicious means to play to death to calm down the anger in his heart.

After Mu Fan was silent for a long time, he was not happy or worried, and said calmly; "Let him go..."

After saying that, Mu Fan hung up the phone. No. 1 was a little dissatisfied with Mu Fan's decision, but he wanted to say something. When he saw the calm and gloomy Mu Fan, he chose to be silent.

Mu Fan returned to the competition stage, and Liu Yanjue, who saw Mu Fan go down quickly and back, narrowed his eyes slightly. After a pause, he dialed a number. It was Liu Yun.

"Is it done?"

A melancholy voice came from the opposite side; "Mu Fan said he would let him go."

Liu Yanjue rubbed his fingers on the chair. After a moment, he said gloomyly, "Kill,"

"What? Why? Mu Fan said let him go!"

Liu Yanjue said in a low voice, "Ringhujing once sent people to kill Wolong Village. There must have been many casualties in Wolong Village that time. For Mu Fan, Wolong Village is a forbidden place for outsiders. The aggressor can only die. Qian Zihan didn't do much to Mu Fan. Don't you know what happened? Think about it, once Ling Hujing is released, will Mu Fan still have a stable life in the future?

"So Mu Fan said he would not kill him, but he really wanted him to die. If you want to have a good and stable future, do as I say. The phone is an anti-tracking satellite phone, and the call will not be found out. You can do it with confidence and boldly, be clean and neat, and do your own death thoroughly. Immediately follow the front Yunnan border, where will anyone pick you up?

After a long silence on the opposite side, the hoarse and pale voice said; "I understand..."

Liu Yanjue smiled, hung up the phone, turned back and smiled at Huang Ying, and looked at the stage.

At this time, the competition has begun, and Wang Tianming, who was accompanying him, officially announced: "The topic of the competition between Mu Fan and Longyang is to choose their own materials and mix a perfume. The focus is more than to see who controls the fragrance!"

The alcohol lamp lit again. Mu Fan looked sideways at the calm Longyang and smiled, "How much?"

Longyang squeezed his mouth and said, "Fifty-six hundred and fifty kinds."

Mu Fan nodded and smiled, "You worship your seventh grandfather, and I worship my grandfather, the four generations of grandparents and grandchildren. Boy, don't hide it. Take it all out."

When Mu Fan said, his hands moved quickly. At this time, Mu Fan was full of tables, just in a circle and surrounded himself. Forty-nine lights lit up at the same time, and Mu Fan kept holding flowers and plants into the distilling bottle.

At this time, Longyang was also surrounded by tables, and forty-nine lamps were also lit.

At this moment, the whole audience was silent, and all the energy was focused on the two alcohol lamp rings like Taiji patterns on the stage, sacred and hazy.

The challengers who are close to it are looking at the sacred duel between two men, one big and one small, and the time is passing minute by minute, and everyone, especially the talented perfumers and Taidou-level figures who leaned Longyang and Mu Fan close on the stage, are getting more and more frowned.

An hour later, Wang Tianming, who was sandwiched in the middle of the two Taiji lamp patterns, completely collapsed, and his face turned pale from iron blue to this time.

At the same time, Wang Tianming looked back at his judges. They were all highly regarded people in the perfume industry, but at this time, they were all confused. Wang Tianming knew that he could not get an answer from them, and then looked at Xu Feitu and Mu Feng on the rostrum, their expressions were too wonderful at this time.

After watching for an hour, Mu Feng finally couldn't stand this old and indifferent heart. He looked at Xu Feitu and his voice trembled; "Xu Feitu, did you see it? Did you see it? It's it, it's really it..."

When Xu Feitu heard Mu Feng's words, it seemed that he had been old for decades in an instant, and his voice was much more hoarse. He said excitedly, "If Longtian can see this scene, he should cry..."

Mu Feng stretched out his hand and pressed Xu Feitu's shoulder. His old eyes were yellow and dimly said, "How did the perfume guild come? Taiji Building, Taiji Building, who still remembers the legend of Taiji? For so many years, we have forgotten this legendary story, and we have no strength and courage to tell that story to the younger generation. What could not happen today appeared here. It appeared. It is not a legend. Longtian is wrong, and Longtian is also wrong..."

In the Taiji light circle, Mu Fan and Long Yang actually have the same movements and expressions at this moment, like a newly ignorant baby, numb to everything in the outside world, and curious again.

At this time, all the reporters and video recorders aimed at the area where Mu Fan and Longyang were located at the same time. Some people wanted to report, but the host was speechless. At this time, even if there was any voice in the hall, it would be regarded as the greatest evil. Who could bother this dreamy feeling?

I don't know when all the lights in the hall were turned off. On the field of hundreds of square meters, only two Taiji light circles were flashing.

At the moment of an hour and a half, a more strange scene appeared. On the forty-nine lamps, blue smoke rose. Against the weak blue light, it emitted colorful colors, like forty-nine lampposts of different colors, boiling towards the sky. No one knows why this happens, and no one knows that it is not green smoke, but the gas emitted by the refined essence, just because it is too thick, at the moment of volatilization of the distil bottle, ** phenomenon.

Wang Tianming, who was sandwiched in two Taiji lantern circles, completely cried. At this time, the old man was one of the few people in China who had heard of the legend of Taiji. The person he was most in awe at that time was Longtian. Where did he get this story, but Longtian never did it. The person he admires most is Long Xiang, but Long Xiang has never shown this scene in his short and glorious life.

Wang Tianming's body was gurgling and weak, and no one noticed. The old man's back suddenly bent a lot. His wrinkled face was even more dry, and his eyes showed infinite excitement that people couldn't understand.

Wang Tianming has been silently talking about the story and the legend.

"The combination of seven and seven is different. Forty-nine boils and escapes away. It has been fragrant for thousands of years. It is a Taiji map, a totem, finally a fantasy, and finally a fantasy..."

Two hours have passed, and fourteen spices have been added to the forty-nine lamps of the two. At this time, the smell rising from the distillation bottle was so strong that everyone began to be intoxicated. Gradually, there was a dreamy feeling in the senses, but the sight was very clear. It was clear that Mu Fan and Longyang were surrounded by 49 light columns at this time, as if they were covered with a layer of colorful gauze tents.

Mu Feng pointed to the two people, and his lips trembled and said, "Fourteen spices have been gathered in each lamp, which is exactly equivalent to "seven and seven". The light column flowing and overflowing color corresponds to the "exotic appearance". Forty-nine lampposts correspond to "49 boiling", fast, Lao Xu, they are fast..."

"686 kinds! 686 kinds! How is that possible?"

"I've never heard of who can make a perfumer who can make 686 spices in a perfume water!"

"No! No! It's not 686 kinds. Look, look, Mu Fan seems to have added it again, "

"Thirty-hundred kinds!"

"721!"

"749 kinds!"

At this time, everyone was silently counting the amount of spices added by Mufan.

At this time, Mu Fan has entered a wonderful state of selflessness. It seems that he has no sense of anything in the outside world. He just feels it and keeps reaching out to add spices to each distiller.

Mu Fan and Long Yang both have calm expressions without a trace of waves.

Everyone held their breath.

"I didn't expect that the perfume could break through to the limit. The mental strength is so strong. The dragon-shaped gas flowing over the alcohol lamp should be controlled by mental power... Power!"

"Does China have two more powers? No way!"

At this time, no one noticed that in a dark corner, suddenly a dark shadow attacked Mu Fan and Longyang like a wind demon.

"Presumptuous!"

"Bold!"

At this time, Wu Lingtian, who had been sitting quietly in the corner holding Wu Linger and watching the game between Mu Fan and Longyang, suddenly became furious and shouted. He put down Wu Linger and rushed to the dark shadow on the stage for some reason.

At this time, in an inobvious position in the Luoxiang audience, a middle-aged man was also furious at the same time. One jumped up and rushed towards the dark shadow attacking Mu Fan.

On the big screen, when a dark shadow appeared in front of everyone like a ghost, everyone was stunned, but when everyone saw that the moment when the man actually cut at Mu Fan's head with a samurai sword, everyone's heart suddenly cooled down, and the feeling of powerlessness that made them despair was like cold water. It flooded everyone.

At this time, Mu Fan and Long Yang had no feeling for the outside world. Unfortunately, Wu Lingtian and Guan Xing, who had been staying here, were a step late. Just as the samurai sword was about to cut Mu Fan, a figure was like a giant, blocking a foot in front of Mu Fan's Taiji light circle.

Falling down without screaming, Wang Tianming's shoulder was split horizontally. At this moment, the pale face of the old man was full of real excitement and gratifying.

"It's okay, it's okay..." Wang Tianming fell down and his body trembled violently.

Guan Xing and Wu Lingtian came at the same time. At the moment Wang Tianming stopped, the two had already hit the shadow.

Fee the fierce and dangerous breath behind him, and the shadow did not hesitate to turn around and continue to attack Mu Fan.

"Dog thief!" Wu Lingtian roared, but no one heard it strangely. The voice seemed to only reach the black shadow's ears, and the latter's chest suddenly blood churled.

And his body was already in the air at this time, and he couldn't move at all. Wu Lingtian and Guan Xing exerted their strength at the same time and fixed the shadow in the air with their thoughts. This strange scene shook everyone!

But the thoughts of the two seemed not as strong as the dark shadow. The dark shadow stopped in the air, and their eyes suddenly condensed a line, like a cold light, shooting towards Mu Fan's eyebrows in the Taiji lamp circle.

At the moment when Wulingtian and Guan Xingdu were desperate, Mu Fan suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were smiling, and his pupils suddenly swelled. In an instant, the forty-nine gas streams around Mu Fan suddenly rotated, like a whirlpool, declaring war around Mu Fan. Everyone only saw that Mu Fan seemed to be in a colorful place at this time. In the light, the airflow that had previously shot at Mu Fan was absorbed by the whirlpool and disappeared.

"This, how is this possible!"

The dark shadow was shocked, and at the moment of his distraction, Wu Lingtian and Guan Xing agreed, and the dark shadow was thrown more than ten meters away from the stage in an instant.

But at the moment when the shadow landed, when everyone didn't have time to react, they ran away and disappeared.

At this time, the color light around Mu Fan's body had faded. Everyone only saw Mu Fan suddenly like a madman, his hands dancing quickly, fused all the ** in forty-nine lamps into a crystal bottle.

Longyang's movements are the same as that of Mu Fan.

Ten minutes later, all the vision disappeared and returned to normal.

And Mu Fan and Longyang have an extra bottle of black and white ** in their hands.

Taiji is a picture, and it will eventually become a fantasy!

After Longtian, Huaxia finally has two perfume masters!