The Path Toward Heaven

There was such silence in the palace and in the sky. People looked at Jing Jiu in front of the palace in shock and speechless, thinking that they had heard wrong just now.

You have been cultivating Taoism for dozens of years, and you want to fight with real people?

You must know that Tan Zhenren is the undisputed strongest person in Chaotian Continent, just like Liu Ci Zhenren back then, the imperial city formation was easily broken, and the Taoist profound arts have reached their peak, how could you be his opponent?

Tan Zhenren said with emotion: The confidence and demeanor of Zhenren is still the same as before.

Jing Jiu said: I am the head of Qingshan, of course I will come, I still understand this kind of reasoning.

Even if you are the reincarnation of Master Jingyang, your realm is still too low to be my opponent. Tan Zhenren looked at him and said seriously.

Hearing this sentence, the voices of the ministers gradually became quieter, and the strong practitioners in the sky were thoughtful.

Yes, the man in white standing on the palace square is the youngest head of Qingshan, and it is very likely that Jingjing is the reincarnation.

If this is the case, then of course he should be so confident, even if he is facing a real person.

It is arrogance to anyone, but it is only natural to put it on Jing Jingren.

This is the consensus of the practice world.

Just like another consensus.

I've never met a real opponent.

Jing Jiu said.

In his previous life, Jingyang had never had an opponent, and he has never lost in this life either.

Everyone's eyes fell on Tan Zhenren again, wanting to know his decision.

In many people's minds, Tan Zhenren should accept Jing Jiu's invitation to fight, because even if Jing Jiu is the reincarnation of Jing Jiu, the time for rebuilding is too short, and it is impossible to defeat him no matter what. But unexpectedly, Tan Zhenren shook his head after being silent for a long time.

This is what it means not to accept.

After making this decision, Tan Zhenren's expression became a little more relaxed, and the reasons were complicated.

In addition, there was a touch of regret between his brows.

It is the greatest wish of the powerhouses of their generation to be able to play against real Jingyang.

Jing Jiu said, The two factions send out ten people each, and each will fight ten games.

If it is handled in this way, no matter how strong the two real people are, they can only win two games steadily, and the outcome of the remaining eight games is unknown.

Listening to Jing Jiu's words, a scholar from Yimaozhai slightly raised his eyebrows and said, Is this a pair of four for the upper and lower?

No, it's his confidence in the Green Mountain Sect. Bu Qiuxiao said expressionlessly.

Obviously, Jing Jiu thinks that apart from the two real people Tan Bai, the rest of the Zhongzhou faction powerhouses are not worth mentioning, and they are definitely not Qingshan Jianxiu's opponents. Thinking about it carefully, this is indeed the case, excluding Yuan Qijing and Fang Jingtian, Guangyuan Zhenren, Fuwang, Nanwang, and Mochi, the elders who are at the peak of breaking the sea or in the upper realm, are enough to sweep the area.

After Liu Ci left, Qingshan's peak combat power was not as good as that of the Zhongzhou faction, but the middle level was far superior to Yunmengshan.

Jing Jiu said calmly: If you think this is not enough to show the full level of the two factions, you can increase it to a hundred or a thousand.

Hearing this sentence, the scholar from Yi Mao Zhai stopped talking, and the practitioners from other sects were also very speechless.

The inner disciples of the Green Mountain Sect now add up to about a thousand.

Jing Jiu really had the utmost confidence in his Qingshan.

In the morning light, Tan Zhenren suddenly stretched out his right hand and said, Five games, the winner continues.

The courtiers who rushed out of the hall had already returned to the corridor, and the palace square was quiet, even a bit like a wilderness.

Only Tan Zhenren stood there with Jing Xin, and a small sedan chair with green curtains was parked by the palace wall, no one noticed.

Jing Jiu was silent for a while, then said, Okay.

There was an uproar again between heaven and earth.

No one is optimistic about Qingshan Sect.

Even if Yuan Qijing had already come to the palace ahead of time, and even if the unicorn did not come out, the Qingshan sect would have no hope of victory.

Who can beat the real person?

Moreover, the cloud and mist above Yingtianmen were shining slightly in the morning light.

There was no joy on Tan Zhenren's face, and he said with a dull expression: Please solve the Imperial City formation, otherwise it's hard to say it's fair.

Jing Jiu didn't do anything, but everyone felt that the Imperial City formation had been disarmed, those stone pillars no longer glowed, and turned back into dead things again.

Tan Zhenren raised his right hand, and more than a dozen cloud boats in the sky retreated, and did not stop until more than ten miles outside Chaoge City.

Looking at this scene, people were a little surprised.

It is said that the Bai family is in charge of the Zhongzhou faction, and the head is just a vain position. From today's perspective, this does not seem to be the case.

Jing Jiu said, Please.

Tan Zhenzhen said: Which fellow Taoist will take the lead in Qingshan?

Countless lines of sight looked at the sky and the side hall, as if they could see a snowstorm in the next moment.

The morning glow dyed the sky red, and there was no sign of rain, let alone snow.

If Yuan Qijing didn't come, what about Fang Jingtian?

Qingshan and the two big Tongtian are not present, who will fight?

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Jing Xin left Tan Zhenzhen's side and walked towards the palace wall, ignoring the eunuchs who made way. The Imperial City formation has been disarmed, but it still needs to be cleared and a new barrier installed, otherwise the next five battles between the Qingshan Sect and the Zhongzhou Sect will definitely destroy the entire imperial palace.

Tan Zhenren stood in the square, his posture was very casual, and the commoner clothes fluttered in the wind, but it gave people an unrivaled sense of strength.

People were very sure that Tan Zhenren would win the first game, and even thought he would win five games in a row, both Zenzi and Bu Qiuxiao thought so.

No one in Qingshan can defeat Tan Zhenzhen, not even the entire Chaotian Continent, unless the sword sage Cao Yuan comes from Baicheng. The problem is that Cao Yuan can be a member of Guocheng Temple or Fengdao Sect, but not Qingshan.

Tan Zhenren stood in the square and waited quietly, without any sense of hurry.

The clearing continues.

The two Taurus priests came out from the ground, took over part of the control of the formation, and set up the vitality barrier wall.

A secret guard led a few eunuchs to ensure the safety near the palace wall, and prepared to carry the green-curtained sedan chair away.

The eunuchs were terrified by today's battle, their faces were pale, looking at the figure of Tan Zhenzhen in the square, their eyes were full of fear, and after being whispered by the secret guard, they held the pole of the green curtain sedan chair with trembling hands.

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the green curtained sedan chair: Did I let you move?

The voice was neither emotional nor pleasant, it was very ordinary.

Like the usual big rivers and seas.

As usual peak sky and sun.

The voice was not loud, but it spread throughout the entire palace, Chaoge City and even the world.

There is actually someone in the small sedan chair with the green curtain?

Countless suspicious eyes cast over it, and some people wondered if it was the Supreme Elder from Shuiyue Temple who came in person?

The ministers who saw Nanzheng coming to report the news with their own eyes were even more at a loss, wondering why there were still people?

What people find most weird is that the words said by the man in the small sedan chair under the green curtain sounded like they were speaking to the eunuchs, but it was more like speaking to the real person and Jing Jiu!

—Did I make you move?

One is the real person who is the head of Qingshan School, and the other is the real person who is the head of the Zhongzhou School.

Looking at Chaotian Continent, going back thousands of years, who has the guts to speak to them at the same time?

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(I reported to you at the beginning of the month that I will move to a new house this month, and there are many things to do. I also need to prepare for the whole family in Hubei to escape the summer heat, so the updates will definitely be less, and I will try my best to keep going. I will give an early warning here again, but it’s really interesting to think about it. Just like in the past ten years, I will stop updating due to various inexplicable reasons.