Let the system try to save the world

Chapter 198 Dharma Conference

Xuanqing Realm is slowly merging with Blue Star. If you are brave enough, you can even walk from Ningcheng and Jincheng to Xuanqing Realm.

A little paper bird flew over lightly. Xitong raised his hand and the bird landed obediently on his fingertips.

"Hello?" Xi Wanan's slightly distorted voice came from the other side, "Is this true?"

"Yes." Xitong replied, "I can hear it."

"The headmaster asked me to pass on a message to you," Xi Wan'an said, "This year's situation is very special. He asked if the Wuwei Dharma Assembly should be postponed to another day?"

"No." Xitong refused. "I want to watch the Wuwei Dharma Assembly. Tell him that if I can't watch the Wuwei Dharma Assembly, I will make a scene."

"Are you a child?" Xi Wanan was helpless.

Xitong stopped smiling and said seriously, "You see, this is just the beginning of the catastrophe, and we are already overwhelmed with manpower."

"I will talk to the current Demon King... Who is the current Demon King?"

"Yan Che." Xi Wan'an replied, "Qingluan and Jian Qingshuang have returned. They used Xiubai's birthday banquet as an excuse to hold a wedding ceremony, and massacred the rebels of the Luanzhu faction at the wedding."

"The entire demon world is now densely populated with Yan Che's subordinates. They have come out from the dark, and led by the four Phoenix tribes, they are supporting Yan Che as the emperor. Now the demon world has spread the word that they are going to hunt down the person who kidnapped Qing Luan."

"Very good." Xitong said, "They both owe me a favor, they will agree to this."

"The Wuwei Dharma Assembly will be held at the junction of Zeyang Mountain Range and Wanmo Abyss." Xitong made the final decision, "Remember to participate when the time comes."

"I will convey your meaning to the ten major sects." Xi Wanan said.

"Wait." Xitong stared at the void for a few seconds, then slowly printed a QR code on the wings of the origami bird.

"What is this?"

"QR code." Xitong said, "Ask any sect to invite a Blue Star person with a Huaxu phone, and he will tell you how to use it."

"For example, your junior fellow apprentice Lu Wanqing."

Xi Wanan hung up the "phone". Phone is the name given to the messenger bird in a broad sense in society today.

He sighed, walked out of his cave, and looked up at the highest point of Xin'an Peak. A man in white clothes was sitting there motionless, as if he was about to ascend to heaven.

Ever since Lu Wanqing woke up, he has been sitting in that remote place, enjoying the cold wind.

Xi Wan'an shouted a few times, and he was sure that Lu Wanqing must have heard it, but he just refused to move.

"Lu Wanqing, get down here!" Xi Wanan was helpless and furious.

"Don't bother him." Jiang Qingyu pressed his shoulder, signaling Xi Wan'an to stay calm, "He is seeking enlightenment."

"What the hell? Enlightenment?" Xi Wanan was puzzled. "I think he looks like a psychopath."

"That's right." Jiang Qingyu walked away with his sleeves tucked in. "I, your master, cultivated my skills in the mental hospital."

"Master, I have something important to discuss with him." Xi Wan'an had no choice but to say helplessly as he was pulled by his sleeve.

"Isn't it just a broken QR code?" Jiang Qingyu took out a mobile phone from his storage bag. It was Huawei's. "Who are you looking down on?"

“Master, you…” Xi Wanan pointed at the cell phone and then at the origami bird.

"Don't stay in the cave to practice every day." Jiang Qingyu said earnestly, "Be like your master, play with your phone more and surf the Internet more."

"Playthings will ruin your ambition." Xi Wan'an said these four words coldly and went back to his cave.

"Raising this disciple is like raising a father to me." Jiang Qingyu muttered, and after flipping through the PPTs made by Xitong, he slowly walked to the top of Xin'an Peak.

"Xining." Hearing his footsteps, Lu Wanqing opened his eyes, "I can't figure it out."

"Can't figure it out?" Jiang Qingyu, the Candle Master whose real name is Xining, asked, "Why?"

"I just can't." Lu Wanqing said, "I've been sitting here for a month. How come the legendary god Fuxi could invent the art of Bagua just by looking at a turtle shell? But now there is only one thing in my mind."

“…I want to eat.”

"Come down." Xining held out his hand. "What can we gain from practicing so hard? We are not the monks in the Buddhist sect."

"Now that Blue Star and Xuanqing Realm have merged, I'll order takeout for you." Xining took out his phone and clicked on the takeout app. "Fried chicken? Pizza?"

"Forget it. It would have been cold if it was sent from the nearest store." Lu Wanqing waved his hand.

"I'll add some spirit stones and ask the Spiritual Energy Bureau to send the sword over." Xining said.

"Then let's order another case of beer." Lu Wanqing sighed, "I haven't had wheat juice for hundreds of years. I still want it."

"Okay." Xining placed the order with ease, and it was obvious that this was not his first time.

"So easy to talk to?"

"After all, you were the only one who secretly took me to McDonald's when I was a kid." Xining said, "Uncle Lu."

"Ningning..." Lu Wanqing was very moved.

"I call you Uncle Lu, but you still have to call me Master. We should call each other by our own names." Xining slapped him on the face, "Go and clean up the dishes. We'll have a meal together."

-

The Wuwei Dharma Assembly, the Xuanqing Realm Martial Arts Competition, and the Sports Meet, this competition with many nicknames is held every hundred years.

It attracted elites and geniuses from various sects in the world of cultivation, and everyone hoped to demonstrate their cultivation and strength in this competition.

Shen Fuguang was standing in a long line holding a sword. There were so many people attending the Wuwei Dharma Assembly this time that he even saw a few blond-haired and blue-eyed foreigners in the line.

"Name?" Even with Shen Fuguang's level of cultivation, his calves were sore from standing, and it was finally his turn.

Shen Fuguang opened his mouth and hesitated for a moment, "Shen Anzhi."

"Shen Anzhi? Which words? Shen Anzhi just passed by." The staff member was a little puzzled. There were many people in Xuanqing Realm who liked to hide their real names. He was not surprised and finally wrote the name on the wooden sign. "What competition are you participating in?"

Shen Fuguang raised the sword in his arms, meaning: Are you blind?

"This year's competition has been cancelled." The staff member bowed his head and made two comments, "Now there are only competitions for alchemy cultivation, formation cultivation, talisman cultivation, etc."

"Why?" Shen Fuguang's expression was as cold as ice, and he could no longer hold it. He pointed at a group of kitchen cultivators carrying pots and pans, "Isn't the most important part of every Wuwei Dharma Assembly the big competition?"

Damn it, no one told him that the question format has been changed this year.

"You've seen it too. The two worlds are merging. To deal with those monsters, demons, and monks who are trying to take advantage of the situation, there's no need for people?" the staff member said. "Fighting at this time will destroy unity. What if someone loses limbs? Should we save them or the civilians?"

"Anyway, there are only so many events this year, which one do you choose?"

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