Taishi Hou, a strong man in the seventh realm of martial arts, one of the twenty people on the Heavenly Ranking, and the Marquis of Daxuan, the master of Taishi Tower.
In Daxuan, Lei Dazhuang didn't dare to walk sideways, but few people would mess with him. After all, his grandfather was Tai Shihou.
Lei Dazhuang, who wrote about his identity lightly, still had an easy-going smile, and although he said quite arrogant words, his demeanor was quite approachable.
Shen Yi didn't know what he saw in him, whether it was his good looks? Or his martial arts skills?
It doesn't matter, just take advantage of it.
While they were talking here, crossing the lake was still going on. Xu Wenji felt that his face was disgraced when he saw three people passing by him. Then he took action with all his strength and stopped more than twenty people, causing the monks on the opposite side to stop.
Dare to continue.
The martial arts of Linglong Iron Temple emphasizes accumulation and development from the outside in. A novice monk must go through three years of practice to lay a solid foundation before he can become a disciple.
This also resulted in the fact that most of the Qi-Shi realm disciples in the temple were already thirty years old and had passed the threshold of the prestigious list. They were too embarrassed to come here to bully Xu Wenji, a young man in his twenties, so that for a while no one passed.
lake.
However, Xu Wenji was not an iron man after all, and his full strength caused him to lose his inner energy so much that he retreated and let others take over.
Without the long-range attack of Flick of Thunder, the next person would have a much easier time.
Shen Yi and Lei Dazhuang chatted for about two-quarters of an hour. The ten people finally gathered together. Everyone walked into the courtyard while looking from the opposite side. They saw more than ten people standing on both sides, and at the end were countless people seated separately.
Because of this and a majestic and heroic swordsman.
They seemed to have been waiting inside for a long time, but the atmosphere on both sides seemed a bit solemn.
"That is the most powerful person in today's Xiao Wu Zha meeting," Lei Dazhuang introduced in a low voice, "Bai Jingyun, the 'Chaos Cloud Sword' of Jiange, is ranked forty-fourth on the Popularity Ranking, higher than Wu Yin.
That's a little bit. Of course, if there is a fight, only they themselves know the outcome."
"Of course, he is the strongest, but he may not be the strongest in two days. There are some other sects that haven't come yet."
Bai Jingyun placed his sword horizontally on the eucalyptus, pressing the scabbard with one hand, and his body contained a kind of unintended sword movement, which made it difficult for people to focus on him.
And without cause, it is like a stone statue, sitting cross-legged as motionless as a mountain, with hands clasped and eyes slightly closed, as if silently reciting scriptures.
The two of them said nothing, showing an invisible solemnity.
Apart from these two people, there was no one else in the courtyard, and the ancient Taoist priest who had previously used the air to activate the seeds to make wooden stakes was nowhere to be seen.
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It seems that only people from the younger generation attended this small gathering.
Seeing everyone filing in, Bai Jingyun said: "Everyone is already here, no reason, so you should give an answer. Three years have passed, and Dali is threatening to invade the border again. This time, your faction
Are you willing to take action to prevent the great separation?"
As soon as the words were spoken, the noise caused by the crowd's entry was instantly calmed down. An inexplicable atmosphere spread, and everyone couldn't help but look at the two of them.
Dali does it again?
Shen Yi also condensed his eyes and focused on the two of them.
He had long felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere of this Wu Zhi conference. First, Wu Ai looked like he was planning something evil before the ceremony started, then he heard about the conflicts in the temple, and now he saw the confrontation between Bai Jingyun and Wu Yin.
It seems that because of this Uncensored Conference, certain conflicts have gradually been brought to the surface.
"Amitabha," Wuyin's words were as smooth as ever, without a trace of ripples, "Donor Bai, such important matters are decided by the elders, so I don't have to worry about it."
When Bai Jingyun heard this, he sneered and said: "Don't pretend to be deaf and dumb, I don't believe you don't understand the meaning of this little unprotected meeting."
As he was speaking, Shen Yi suddenly felt something in his heart. He felt an invisible but tangible sense of being watched, and a deep depression emerged in his heart.
'Who is it? Is it Taoist Gumu? Or someone else?'
Shen Yi noticed this gaze, and after gathering Bai Jingyun's words, he already had a guess in his mind.
This time at the Uncovered Conference, what is being discussed is probably not Buddhism, but the next stance of the Spirit Dragon Iron Sha.
No matter inside or outside the temple, there are people paying attention to the choice of Linglong Iron Temple, wanting to see whether Linglong Iron Temple will join the battlefield.
This time, the Little Wuzhe Meeting was a kind of advance test to test the intention of Spirit Dragon Iron Sha.
Among the people, some were unaware of the truth and were a little confused when they saw the tense atmosphere. Others who knew the truth were staring at Wu Yin closely, as if they didn't even let his lips move.
"Amitabha," Wuyin still did not answer directly, only said, "This is not something that a poor monk can decide. Everyone, since you have come to this temple, why not try the vegetarian meal of this temple? If you have anything important to do, it is better to wait until the Dharma meeting.
Let’s talk about it later.”
He raised his voice slightly, and immediately a Zhike monk came in carrying vegetarian dishes and placed them on the bars on both sides.
At the same time, Wu Yin also said: "Even if you want to get an answer, you should ask the poor monk, not the poor monk. Today we will only talk about martial arts, no matter what else, how about it?"
Lei Dazhuang, who walked into the courtyard with Shen Yi and Wuchen, heard this and said with some regret: "I wonder why Na Wu Lai suddenly retreated into seclusion. It turned out to be for this reason. It's a pity that there was no great excitement."
Wu Yin's senior brother Wu Lai is the abbot's first disciple, and he is also the most promising person to take over as the abbot of Linglong Iron Temple in the future. If he comes, he can indeed express his intention on behalf of Linglong Iron Temple.
But now there is no future, only no cause here. To a certain extent, it also shows that the decision of Linglong Iron Sha is still undecided.
"It is also a good thing to be able to hear the martial arts exchanges between various sects." Shen Yi was quite satisfied.
Didn't he come here just to experience the martial arts of various schools? It was not his turn to worry about the position of Linglong Iron Sha.
He and Wuchen sat down at the back. Although they were inconspicuous, they could look at the whole audience. Lei Dazhuang, on the other hand, sat down behind a table next to him on a whim.
On the table in front of me, vegetarian vegetables, Buddha's bamboo shoots, merit golden legs, Luohan Zhai, Bazhenhehe, and silver-threaded grass have been placed.
It's a bit embarrassing. As a disciple of Linglong Iron Sha, Shen Yi has never eaten most of the vegetarian dishes here. Because these beautifully made vegetarian dishes are used to entertain guests, and the monks usually eat big pot rice.
It was already noon, and many people were hungry, so they chatted while enjoying vegetarian food. Naturally, the topic of conversation could not be separated from participating in the war.
Three years ago, Linglong Iron Cha and some sects did not participate in the battle at the border. They only later rescued refugees and took in some qualified children.
But this time, it's time to make a choice again. The decision of Spirit Dragon Iron Sha not only represents itself, but also affects other sects.
"If those beasts from Dali dare to invade the border again, the poor monk will be the first to go to the border and kill them."
Wu Ai suddenly slammed the cup in his hand on the table, causing the plain wine in it to splash and attracting everyone's attention.
The black-faced god was full of anger and shouted loudly: "Even if you risk being expelled from the sect, the poor monk will make those beasts pay the price."
After shouting this, one of the monks who came to participate in this small meeting with Shen Yi also shouted: "Senior brother Wu'ai has this ambition, and I don't want to lag behind others. If the war breaks out again, I am willing to follow my brother."
Let’s go to the border together.”
Their declaration, which was completely opposite to their unreasonable avoidance, immediately caused the atmosphere here to change again.
Bai Jingyun saw this, stretched out his hand to press his sword, and said to Wuyin who was like a stone statue: "How about this? Since you said before, Monk Wuyin, that you only talk about martial arts, today you and I will talk about martial arts. If I win, you
Then I will call your senior brother to come out, so as not to lose the reputation of one of the three Buddhist temples. If you are more skilled, I, Bai Jingyun, will not mention this matter and will never participate."
Wu Yin's senior brother refused to express his intention in the name of seclusion, so Bai Jingyun wanted to force him out and let him and Linglong Tiesha make a choice.
As soon as these words came out, Wu'ai and the others immediately made plans. Looking at their attitude, if Wu'an refused to agree, they would go ahead and agree instead of me.
Although this would inevitably lead to punishment, looking at their appearance, the so-called punishment was completely irrelevant.
At this point, Wu Yin couldn't agree even if he wanted to. If Wu Ai and the others were really allowed to speak, Linglong Tie Sha's face would be completely lost.
"That's all," Wu Yin sighed softly, opened his slightly closed eyes, and met Bai Jingyun's eyes, "Donor Bai insists on doing this, so the poor monk can only accompany him. But it will hurt his kindness, I'll wait.
How about just sitting quietly and fighting with each other's energy, if anyone moves even half an inch, it will be considered a defeat?"
"Okay. It's up to you."
Bai Jingyun laughed, pointed forward, and a stream of energy stirred up the plain wine on the table. The gurgling water flowed through a curve, fell on Bai Jingyun's fingertips, shaped upwards, and actually condensed into a stream of wine.
sword.
Wu Yin also secretly channeled his true energy at the same time, and a gilded color rippled around his body, and he could vaguely see the shape of a golden Arhat covering his body.
"When Bai Jingyun was in the Qi-eating state, he swallowed cloud Qi as his foundation. His sword Qi was the best at gathering water and the most changeable. And Wu Yin majored in Arhat's magic. The foundation of Qi is unknown, but it should be separated from Buddhism.
No relationship."
Lei Dazhuang, who was not far away, was staring at the two of them closely at the moment, as if talking to himself or explaining to Shen Yi and Wuchen.
The techniques in the realm of opening pulses can already cultivate the inner qi of different properties, while in the realm of eating qi, the inner qi is further sublimated, eating the qi of heaven and earth, and nourishing one's own qi.
Different exercises, different physiques and choices will cultivate different Qi and achieve different Qi.
Once you break through to the realm of breath eating, your strength will more than double. And now is the time for two martial arts practitioners in the realm of breath eating to compete.
"Look at the sword."
Bai Jingyun, who was sitting upright, drank a clear drink. The sword made of wine was like a whip and lightning, cutting across the silver trajectory. The sword force rose up, attracting water vapor. Visible to the naked eye, Bai Jingyun's body surged with large waves.
The clouds and mist wrapped around the water-wine sword, making the shadow of the sword like a dragon swimming in the mist, elusive.
At the same time, Wu Yin pinched the Seal of Light with his fingers and punched out the light. Under the bright light, the arhat shadow covering his whole body also punched. With both fists together, the swaying Qi machine actually made a roar like a roar. .
Peng!
When the two come into contact, the clouds and mist suddenly open up. The bright fist seal spreads the clouds and mist with majestic energy, and rushes into the shocking clouds with a majestic punch.
But in the mist, the sword of wine strangled like a dragon and snake, entangled the Arhat's shadow and punched him, the water flow was excited, and the sword energy followed the flowing water and cut the Arhat's arm, and swam towards it like a snake. In front, pierce directly into the causeless body.
"Take my Xingyun Sword again."
Bai Jingyun won't give up, and suddenly drew his sword. The clear sword light brought out the sound of the sword, and the sword energy extended from the long sword, like flowing clouds and flowing water, swirling around and lasing, and strangled together with the sword of wine for no reason.
However, Wu Yin is not an idle person. I saw him holding Qi in his chest, the Qi vibrating in his lungs, and a dull whistling sound surged up into his throat and was suddenly released.
"Roar!"
The arhat's phantom roared, a thunder suddenly exploded, the wine sword shattered, and fierce winds swarmed forward.
This is exactly the famous sound skill of Linglong Iron Sha - the Vajra Lion Roar.
The violent sound power immediately broke Bai Jingyun's sword power, but a large amount of cloud energy suddenly emerged from the sitting figure, colliding with the strong wind like waves.
Peng!
A wave of air exploded in the courtyard, and tables were thrown away. Everyone present was caught off guard. They were not only attacked by the sound power, but also hit by the air wave.
Fortunately, at the critical moment, a green wall of air suddenly rose up and stood around the two of them, blocking the strong air waves and winds involved, thus preventing everyone from being harmed.
After a while, the air waves gradually subsided.
Lei Dazhuang managed to stabilize his body, patted his ears again, and after making sure he could hear the sound, he looked at the messy courtyard and said: "This place has been turned into a mess. Xiao Wuzhe will not be able to run anymore. No. So decent."
In his opinion, Wu Yin knew it was difficult to defeat Bai Jingyun, so he resorted to this trick to forcefully end the Xiao Wuzha Association. Even if he lost the battle, he had a reason not to ask his senior brother Wu Lai to take action.
As if in response to Lei Dazhuang's words, there was gradually no movement within the air wall. In the dispersing clouds and mist, two figures could be faintly seen sitting upright.
One of them, naturally, is Wu Yin who slowly calms down his true energy and looks calm.
And the other side...
In the dispersed clouds and mist, a ferocious face with bleeding from all its orifices was revealed. Bai Jingyun sat cross-legged with his long sword across his knees, staring at Wu Yin with his eyes wide open, lifeless.
Bai Jingyun is dead!
Everyone who saw this scene, including Wu Yin who looked calm just now, now looked shocked.
A green shadow suddenly flashed in the courtyard, and an old Taoist wearing a Taoist robe appeared in the courtyard. He looked at Bai Jingyun, who had completely lost his life, with a look of anger on his face.
Under his care, under his attention, Bai Jingyun died. The blood flowing out of his seven orifices had a dark color, just like the old Taoist's face at this time.
"It's poisoning!"
The old Taoist suddenly looked at Wu Yin, "The vegetarian food is poisonous!"
'poisonous!'
At the same time, this idea also flashed through Shen Yi's mind, and countless images flashed through his mind.