Tiansheng 15 years

None of them from Honglishan came forward to ask for advice, how could they allow cultivators from other immortal families to come forward to disturb his family, Lord Jingfan.

Although they couldn't go to see Mr. Jingfan, there were many eyes on him. Although Mr. Jingfan's figure was covered by the monks of Hongli Mountain, they felt that the trip was not in vain if they could see a corner of his robe. .

There was a commotion in the rear, and looking back, well, it turned out to be Master Rong Mao from Hongli Mountain and his Taoist companion Xiangyuan Lord.

One of them is handsome and extraordinary, the other is charming and charming, they are what the gods and couples are talking about.

The discussion was surging like a tide, and envious and jealous eyes fell on the two of them in an endless stream.

They came to Mr. Jingfan hand in hand like a newly married couple, and after saluting and saying hello, they sat beside Mr. Jingfan, one on the left and one on the right.

Qiaoxiao is charming, beautiful eyes are looking forward to, although Zhongxiang Yuanjun is over fifty years old and has reached Jindan, but her beautiful face and childish demeanor make it easy to ignore that she is a Jindan real person fact.

Zhongxiang Yuanjun said delicately: "Uncle, Sun Liang is bullying me."

Mr. Jing Fan has always been ignorant of his younger brother's old lady. Hearing her complaint, he asked habitually: "What did he do to you?"

"Hmph, he ignores me, even if I ask him to go shopping with me, he refuses. He's busy every day, and he doesn't know what he's busy with."

Jun Jingfan said: "Honglishan is the organizer of this competition, Rong Mao, as Jindan Daoist, naturally has to assist in everything, it is understandable that he can't accompany you."

Zhongxiang Yuanjun's petite and exquisite Qiong nose wrinkled, and said angrily: "Uncle always talks to Sun Liang. Hmph, I'll go to Dongjun and them." After finishing speaking, he stood up and turned to the woman on the steps behind her. The monks go.

Mr. Jing Fan said to Master Rong Mao: "We have spoiled Zhong Xiang."

Master Rong Mao smiled and said: "No. Zhongxiang is innocent and cute, she has no scheming, everyone wants to spoil her."

Mr. Jingfan said meaningfully: "Sometimes not having scheming may not be a good thing."

Reverend Rong Mao didn't seem to understand the deep meaning in his words, but just followed what Jing Fan said: "What Jing Fan said is true, this junior has written it down."

After all, this is not a place to talk about family affairs, Mr. Jing Fan turned his head and asked how the preparations for the ring meeting were going, and Master Rong Mao responded one by one.

When he roughly finished speaking, a gong resounded through Zhonggu.

Chatting, dazed, all kinds of people's attention was drawn to the white jade stone platform in Zhongguli after the sound of the gong.

Jindan Daoist from Honglishan went up to say some polite words, and announced that the once-in-a-century arena will begin immediately, and now the first pair of cultivators will be invited to the stage.

After another gong sounded, two figures, one black and one brown, appeared on the stone platform.What was surprising was that the one in black turned out to be a female cultivator. Although her appearance was not beautiful, she was full of heroism, which immediately attracted the eyes of the female cultivators in the audience, and even the bold ones shouted for her.

And her opponent drew a burst of boos, because the person in brown clothes was not only an old man but also very ugly to look at.

The black-clothed female cultivator's face was as heavy as water, and she looked at her opponent fixedly, not being moved by her opponent's ugly appearance.She cupped her hands and said, "Senior, please."

The old man in brown grinned, as sinister as an old ghost howled, and he didn't even have a polite word to attack the female cultivator in black like a ghost.Each of the eagle's claw-like hands has a jet-black thorn that has been quenched with poison.

With the blade out of its sheath, it slashed across all fields.Although the black-clothed woman's self-cultivation skills were not as dexterous as the brown-clothed old man's, the sword in her hand was unparalleled, and she resisted the old man's attack like a white and long rainbow, and fought back with ease.

After hundreds of moves in succession, the black-clothed female cultivator's strong and persistent swordsmanship finally defeated the brown-clothed old man by one point and ended.

The female nun in black said politely and expressionlessly: "Thank you for your enlightenment, senior."

The brown-clothed old man hecked twice, disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was in the water gang of the Canglan River outside Zhonggu, and the people of the water gang were very respectful to him.

Liang Feiqin saw all this in his eyes, and said: "The old man should be the first generation leader of the Canglan River Shui Gang. He was nicknamed Guifutu. I didn't expect him to join in the fun."

Lian Qingyu smiled and said: "This is not unusual. Although the Canglan River Shui Gang is a gang, it can't stop people from wanting to enter the fairy gate! Although Guifutu is 150 years old this year, as long as he forms a pill before the end of his life, he will be able to die. You can gain a lifespan of 500 years, and then you can study hard and practice hard to become the ancestor of Yuanying, and then you can reshape your appearance and body shape." The index finger slowly wrapped around the braid.

Who said that only women love beauty, and men are no worse than women when they love beauty.

Liang Feiqin said: "This is the first, and the second is probably for prestige." Although Gui Futu was defeated, it was also because of a strong opponent. See if you have that ability.

Lian Qingyu said: "Regardless of Ghost Futu, that female cultivator is quite capable, I like it very much."

"What, you want to recruit people?"

Lian Qingyu blinked, and said purely: "No way, she just likes that sister and just wants to get to know her. Besides, it's not like you don't know that Lianshengtang rarely recruits casual cultivators." There will be a heart to attract.

Liang Feiqin said: "If you are really interested, you might as well inquire about her. There should be quite a lot of people inquiring about her now. You will be inconspicuous when you go."

"Forget it. It's just a little bit of interest. Let's talk about it after the ring meeting is over. Now that I'm going, I have a hunch that I will miss a lot of interesting things."

The sound of the gong heralds the start of the second round.

It didn't know when the sky was getting darker, the dark clouds were thick enough to drip ink, and a rain could fall at any time.

I don't know how many times the gong rang, and two blue figures appeared on the stone platform.

"Ah Feng, ah... woo woo woo." A shout finally broke the dull atmosphere of the audience, and the crowd looked at the two figures on the stone platform.

Like the dawn moon breaking through the dark clouds and the sun shining through all things, the man in blue clothes stands gracefully holding a folding fan.The other one on the stone platform is even more outstanding.Eyebrows, eyes and facial features are carefully drawn by the most skillful painters, and his figure is shaped like a sculptor with the most pious attitude. Standing there, he is like a god descending into the world, making people just want to kneel at his feet and dedicate to him all.

The sound of inhaling was endless, and even Mr. Jingfan, who was in the Mahayana period, couldn't help but sigh that this son was worthy of the name of the birth of a god.

The audience was amazed again and again, and even the people outside Zhonggu couldn't help admiring the beauty of his appearance through a projection light curtain, which is rare in the world.

Mr. Jing Fan flicked his fingertips, struck the big gong, and said at the same time: "Please, both of you."

The young man holding the folding fan was already used to the other's outstanding appearance, so he was only dazed for a moment, but he quickly realized that he was fanning the fan with a smile like a spring breeze.

Fan fan this season, is it sick?This is the first thought of the audience.

I don't know whether this match will be won by the man who is as beautiful as a god or the little prince of the Great Chu Kingdom.Yes, no matter which state the cultivator was in, he recognized the identity of the man holding the folding fan. He was the youngest son of the emperor of the Great Chu Kingdom.

The Great Chu Kingdom, located on the edge of the Eastern Continent, is one of the top ten countries in the Eastern Continent because of the support of the Da Ri Zen Sect. However, the royal family that believes in Buddhism has produced a prince who vowed to practice Taoism. I don't know if I should sympathize with them.

Thinking about it, it is still worthy of sympathy.After all, it means that if you change it to yourself, your child will not practice Taoism, and it is time to go for the salvation of all sentient beings. What a blow it is!This is how many failures in precepts and deeds will make their children not follow the path of their parents, but take another path. Thinking about it, it hurts people.

"Isn't this the little prince? Why is he here?"

"Buddhism pays attention to the method of fate. Since he has no fate with Buddha, Buddha will not keep him."

"Hey, didn't Da Chude's royal family offer a reward to him two years ago? As long as he can be caught and sent back to the royal family, there will be a lot of benefits."

"Really? It's been two years since the royal family has given up on him."

"It's hard to say. After all, he is just a prince. Although he is the son of the emperor, he is not as important as the country."

"It's so pitiful, abandoned by the royal family!"

"Yes, how pitiful!"

"Tell me, which one of them can win, I will beat the best-looking one."

"Of course it's the best thing to see."

"I pressed him too."

"Oh, what's going on on stage, why don't you fight?"

"That's right, hurry up and finish the fight, it might rain today."

"It's raining, rain is the most annoying thing, I hate rain."

The two of them listened to the cultivators in the audience talk about the weather from their life experience, and it was only a short three-point combination. The topic of the topic jumped so fast, and it was the first time in their life.

The young man holding a folding fan clasped his hands and said, "Brother Feng, please, finish the game early and go to lunch early."

Feng Nie said: "Please."

There is a saying that the wind helps the fire, but what if the fire meets the wind?The two people on the stage gave the answer.I saw the red lotus shining on the nine, and the heat wave swept across.Then the flames were extinguished, and the people on the stage stood and lay down, and the outcome was clear at a glance.

This is the end? !This is the opinion of most people present.

A person with a high level of cultivation thinks that this person's cultivation level may be close to the golden core, so he must rush over to his opponent and recruit his subordinates.

The Jindan masters of the Xianmen family were pinching each other with their eyes, but the seedling they were looking for was pulled away by Tianyuxue's 'food bucket' Qiu Xiyue, dragged away!

All the Jindan real people from the immortal family immediately turned their eyes to the Jindan real person who was in a daze.Tian Yuxue's Jindan Daoist was shocked by the murderous aura and quickly recovered, not to be outdone, and stared back.

What do you look at, I, Tian Yuxue, came first, what's wrong, what's wrong, come to fight if you don't accept it!

Just fight, I'm afraid you won't succeed, wait, don't leave after the end, let's practice.

Just practice and practice, who is afraid of whom!

After the appointment with their eyes, they each withdrew their eyes and sat calmly, as if they were not the ones who had just made an appointment.

The gong sounded again, and a new match began again, but many cultivators lost their minds to watch the battle, and their eyes turned to Tian Yuxue's position, and all of them thought they were secretly peeking at the man who looked like a god. .

It's really beautiful.