Confused, Ji Ruochen felt confused again. It was like he was in the middle of a fog, unable to feel his direction at all.

Beyond the layers of fog, there is actually a lively and prosperous world of flowers and flowers. Directly to the north is a three-story high-rise building, which has been decorated with splendor. The Ming Emperor sits in the middle, and several princes and important ministers sit on both sides of the Ming Emperor. Gao Lishi

Then he stood behind Emperor Ming. What was striking was that Yang Yuhuan was sitting right next to Emperor Ming, looking unparalleled in his magnificence.

On both sides of the main building, there is a two-story wing building, on which sit all the civil and military officials.

These three tall buildings are facing a square. There is a wooden shed on the east and west sides of the square. Inside are the Taoist Sect and Zhenwu Guan Taoists. Hostile looks are constantly coming from the east wooden shed and falling on it.

Ji Ruochen and the other two young Taoists. But in Ji Ruochen's consciousness, those hostile eyes became very vague after passing through the fog, and they could not elicit any reaction from him. Because of this, Ji Ruochen suddenly

I feel that in this battle in front of the palace, the two major sects are indeed like actors on the stage, just to amuse these ordinary people.

In a daze, Ji Ruochen felt that he seemed to be chatting and laughing with Taoist Priest Yun Feng beside him, but strangely, the content of the chat and laugh could not enter his consciousness at all. The only thing that echoed in his heart was Li Bai's sentence.

"Since you don't have the heart, why bother to join in the fun?"

In fact, this time the martial arts fight in front of the palace had nothing to do with Ji Ruochen. The magic weapon for the competition was brought by Daode Sect from the various Taoists. Yunfeng was the one who fought in the martial arts. The young disciples competed in the martial arts, but the result was Li Xuanzhen who came all the way here.

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If that's the case, then why are you still sitting here? It must be for something, right? Ji Ruochen only felt puzzled in his heart. In this fog, his thoughts were gradually slowing down, as if he was drowsy.

However, just when he was about to fall asleep, a certain point on his skin suddenly tightened, as if he had been pricked by a sharp needle. The pain suddenly woke him up.

He is very familiar with this feeling, which is an intuition of extreme danger. But where does this danger come from?

Ji Ruochen tried his best to enhance his spiritual sense and explored the source of danger in the mist. But unexpectedly, the Zhenwu temple group in the wooden shed opposite became more and more illusory and blurred under his full exploration of spiritual sense, and a burst of white mist

After floating, a figure gradually became clear in front of Ji Ruochen.

Looking into those bottomless eyes, he felt his heart slowly sinking.

It turns out it’s still Yin Feng!

According to past Taoist books, the destiny of the banished immortal is mostly determined, and it cannot be changed easily unless it is a golden immortal in the sky. In this way, the entanglement between himself and the fat sheep in the Longmen Inn should also be determined. That is,

If this is the case, then this banished immortal should take the reincarnation of life and death very lightly, so why is he trying every possible means to kill himself? Is this also a definite decision?

Ji Ruochen smiled bitterly. As a mortal, how could he have the ability to get involved in the fateful reincarnation of an immortal?

Ji Ruochen has been thinking about these questions for a long time, but has no answer. All the time, he has always done anything to simply survive. But in front of Yin Feng, his reasons for doing things have quietly changed.

On the bank of Luoshui River, Ji Ruochen could not sit back and wait for death. Once he fell, Zhang Yin Yin and Qing Yi would definitely be in misfortune.

After leaving Luoyang, the scene where both Yin Feng and Gu Qing were harmed was still before their eyes. Even if Ji Ruochen gave up resistance, Gu Qing would never allow Yin Feng to hurt him. And almost every time Yin Feng appeared, Gu Qing would always be nearby.

It was as if there was an invisible thread that tied the three of them together. Gu Qing had already expressed his intention. Yin Feng wanted to kill Ji Ruochen, so he had to kill her first. Even for Gu Qing, Ji Ruochen could not die.

What's more, Ji Ruochen will never sit back and wait for death at any time.

At this moment, a sudden burst of drum sound came, shattering all the illusions. Ji Ruochen was slightly startled, and when he looked attentively, he saw that the fighting in front of the palace had already begun. The first competition was between young disciples. In the field, Li Xuanzhen held the palm of his hand.

A long azure sword, retreating as expected, with a free and unrestrained attitude, and there is a faint intention of being blown away by the wind in his movements. In a short time, Li Xuanzhen has forced the Zhenwu Temple disciple opposite to the left and right. The Zhenwu Temple disciple

Seeing that the situation was not good, he shouted repeatedly and raised his true energy to the extreme. He did not care about his own life or death, and just picked up the powerful Taoist magic and attacked Li Xuanzhen desperately, hoping to fight to the death.

The smile on Li Xuanzhen's face did not change. He wielded the sword with his right hand and burned the talisman with his left hand. His moves were flawless. In a short time, he found a flaw in his opponent, and with a wave of his hand, he was knocked to the ground by a bolt of lightning.

This victory was so easy and satisfying!

The faces of the Zhenwu spectators were extremely ugly. Although Sun Guo could still sit calmly, his face was a little gloomy. The defeated disciple was Sun Guo's closed disciple. He was very talented and was in the Zhenwu Temple.

I really didn't think twice. But who knew that Li Xuanzhen was two years younger than him, but he knocked him down as if he were teasing a child.

In fact, there were not only Zhenwu Guan disciples sitting in the wooden shed of Zhenwu Guan, but also several fellow Taoists invited by Sun Guo to help out. In front of these people, this was quite humiliating.

Emperor Ming was beaming with joy as he looked at it. If it wasn't for Sun Guo's face, he would have high-fived him. Sun Guo had great eyesight, and when he saw Emperor Ming's expression from a distance, his face became even greener.

At this time, a kind-hearted Taoist priest next to Sun Guo stood up and said with a smile: "Master Sun, there is no need to be angry, just wait for me to win a fight!" After saying this, he waved his sleeves, and an auspicious cloud appeared under his feet, giving.

Shi Ranpiao entered the arena.

Two Zhenwu temple disciples came quickly carrying an Eight Immortals table and placed the Eight Immortals table in the field. The Taoist stood still in front of the table, brushed his robe sleeves, and a jade plate appeared on the table, with several flat peaches in it.

When Yunfeng saw that he had finished setting up, he also stood up, but he walked step by step to the Eight Immortals table like a normal person.

Yunfeng first bowed to the Taoist with his fists raised, and the Taoist returned the salute carelessly and said with a smile: "I don't know what to call this fellow Taoist? I have not been down the mountain for a long time. Please forgive my ignorance."

Yunfeng smiled and said: "Yunfeng is a poor Taoist. He usually does some chores in the mountains. Naturally, his little name is not in the ears of Master Huangye. I have always heard that Master Huangye's Xumi Taoist teachings are profound and subtle. Looking at this plate of flat peaches, I must be talking about it.

Let’s enjoy the delicious food together with the clouds and wind.”

Taoist Huang Ye chuckled and said, "With some superficial skills, I can still make do with it."

At this time, Li Xuanzhen, who was sitting next to Ji Ruochen, snorted softly and said: "This Taoist wants to fight with his familiar Taoist methods. He clearly wants to take advantage of this. He is really embarrassed!"

Ji Ruochen deeply agreed.

Yunfeng didn't take it seriously and said with a smile: "I've heard that Master Huang Ye was born in Kongtong, but I don't know when he changed to Zhenwu Guanmenqiang?"

The yellow leaf turned slightly red, and he laughed, and just said: "No further chatter, let's try the flat peach first!"

Without waiting for Yunfeng to answer, he just took a flat peach from the plate and ate it in three mouthfuls. Yunfeng also took one and ate it. The two of them went back and forth and finished the plate of flat peaches in the blink of an eye.

clean.

Yunfeng's left hand brushed over the jade plate, and a mist passed. There was another plate of flat peaches on the plate. This time, Yunfeng ate one flat peach first, and then Huang Ye took one. In an instant, two more flat peaches were eaten from the plate.

Human belly.

The plate was empty and full, and the two of them came and went just to eat peaches, which made Emperor Ming and all the ministers extremely frustrated.

Many Taoist priests in the Zhenwu Temple looked confused, while in the Taoist Sect, except for Li Xuanzhen and Ji Ruochen, all the Taoists had solemn expressions.

This battle of skills is actually no small matter. What is competing is the method of mesons transforming into Sumeru. Although Taoist Huangye is not well-known, some knowledgeable people know that he claims to have the universe in his belly, and can turn the objects in his belly into nothingness. And transform into flat peaches.

It seems simple, but any technique of transforming objects from the void consumes a lot of real energy, and even a person with profound knowledge would not dare to use it lightly. Therefore, in this battle between Yunfeng and Huangye, they are really competing to create something from nothing.

And the Tao method of starting from something to nothing is much more difficult than the ordinary flying attack with a sword.

Li Xuanzhen looked quite nervous, but Ji Ruochen was as calm as ever. This was not because of his superb concentration, but because of his extraordinary spiritual awareness. He had already seen that there was light looming on the peach blossoms that both parties had become, and it was obvious that they were both there.

They had done some tricks in secret. The peaches transformed by Huangye may appear yellow or red, while the peaches transformed by Yunfeng all have unpredictable colors, so the method is obviously superior.

After a while, they ate several more plates of flat peaches. At this time, even Emperor Ming and other people who did not know the Dharma looked horrified and moved. Yunfeng and Huang Ye had each eaten at least dozens of flat peaches. Could it be that they had eaten a few dozen flat peaches in their stomachs?

Is there really another mysterious world?

On a table with Eight Immortals, there were clouds and mist, colorful lights flowing, and the jade dishes were empty and full. Finally, the two of them began to eat peaches at a slower pace. Yunfeng looked a little pale and slowly ate the flat peaches. Taoist Huangye looked at

On the way up, he still looked cool, talked and laughed calmly, and was able to eat it up after just a few mouthfuls, so he obviously had the upper hand.

Although Li Xuanzhen looked calm on the surface, he clenched his left hand quietly, looking quite nervous. Ji Ruochen frowned, but he was very puzzled. It was clear that Yunfeng Daoxing's methods were better than Huang Ye's, so how could it happen at this moment?

Lost?

This plate of flat peaches was eaten very slowly. Yunfeng still had the same leisurely look, nibbling the flat peaches one by one. However, every time Taoist Huang Ye ate a flat peach, his complexion would change a few points, and there would be beads of sweat on his forehead.

It was obvious that the more he ate, the harder it became, and he could no longer maintain his free and easy demeanor.

Ji Ruochen suddenly realized that it was not easy to eat these peaches, and it would take a lot of energy to maintain a calm demeanor. Huang Ye had to put on airs and refused to show his solemn and tired look, so naturally the real energy would be consumed much faster. He originally had

Tao Xing is slightly inferior to Yun Feng. As one goes down and the other goes up, he will certainly lose faster.

Ji Ruochen was familiar with Yunfeng's pragmatic style. After seeing this fight, he seemed to have some enlightenment. Looking back at this moment, Taoist Huang Ye's magnificent appearance seemed to have consumed a lot of real energy.

Taoist Huangye had just swallowed the last flat peach, when his face suddenly turned pale and he coughed violently. But what he coughed up was not the flat peach flesh, but sometimes ice, sometimes spitting fire. It was obvious that the cloud and wind had attached themselves to the flat peach.

All kinds of true energy were released.

Yunfeng smiled and Huang Ye cupped his hands and said yes. Huang Ye couldn't help but tremble and couldn't even speak. He could only walk back to the wooden shed with the help of two disciples.

Originally, the Tao Te Sect had won two of the three battles, and the magic weapons in the last one were not comparable. However, Emperor Ming was completely interested and ordered that the third battle must be completed.

The monastic world has its own set of methods and rules for competing magic weapons, which are far-reaching and long-established. So the disciples of Daode Sect and Zhenwu Temple worked together to set up a Yuantong Freedom Formation in the center of the square. In this formation, spiritual magic weapons will move on their own.

If they fight each other, the weaker magic weapon will be forced out of the formation.

A thin, dry old man stood in the direction of Zhenwu Temple. His beard and eyebrows were all white, and there were few sparse hairs on his head. He carried a large bamboo tube on his back, walked slowly to the Yuantong Free Formation, and opened it.

Bamboo tube.

When he saw what was in the tube, Yang Yuhuan couldn't help but exclaimed and covered his mouth with his hands. Emperor Ming's expression also changed drastically!

What crawled out of the bamboo tube was a blood-red centipede that was three feet long! It was a fiery red body with a bright yellow line on its back. It exhaled a faint red gas from its mouth, and its eyes flashed with light, as if it wanted to choose someone to eat.

As soon as this centipede came out of the bamboo tube, it crawled towards the center of the Yuantong Free Formation, leaving a long trail of light red smoke behind it. Once it reached the center of the formation, it stood up with most of its body proudly, looking around.

adversary.

Upon seeing this centipede, everyone in the Taoist Sect changed their expressions. Ji Ruochen could see clearly that the toes of this centipede were all made of fine steel. The black scales in the center of the vest were not natural, but were inlaid with black iron armor.

. Its pair of long beards sparkled with crystal light, each section connected by a pearl. This half-insect, half-object centipede can barely be said to be a magic weapon, but its spirituality is obviously not comparable to ordinary magic weapons. This time

How to compare?

Although the Tao De Sect has been determined to win, if it loses for a while, it will never show the superior methods of the righteous leader. Zhenwu Guan's move can be said to be opportunistic, but if the Tao De Sect insists on this, it will lose three points.

momentum.

Ji Ruochen looked at it intently and saw a faint red brilliance glowing on the centipede. He knew that it had been practicing Taoism for at least hundreds of years. It was by no means comparable to ordinary magic weapons, and could even be compared with Chiying. But Chiying needs someone to move it, and here it is necessary.

Yuantong Zizai, who fights with magic weapons on his own, is no match for this centipede.
To be continued...