From Gui Wujiu's point of view, someone who can understand the three limits and achieve a state of fullness in the slightly flawed local Taoist system. Then his talent and potential are still inferior to those of Cheng Buming, Qiao Xiuguang and others, but the gap is already
Within the range visible to the naked eye.
If we get another chance, we may not be able to compete with him one day.
At this moment, Zhuang Zhongshu laughed again, loudly shouting: "Xin Menglong, have you made up your mind to be a coward?"
"It doesn't matter. You have been the number one true disciple for hundreds of years. Now that you have fallen from this throne, how can you not secretly lick your wounds so that you can pretend to be calm and calm? It doesn't matter. I can still afford to wait for this little time.
.You can wipe away your tears and dress up in the mirror, but don’t teach thousands of disciples a joke.”
Gui Wujiu thought, Zhuang Zhongshu was a sharp-tongued person, but he was actually a vicious person.
Before Zhuang Zhongshu finished speaking, a person suddenly jumped out from the seven-star flying pavilion on the banana leaf.
This person's clothes are extremely simple. He only has a hosta, a blue singlet, and a pair of thick-soled hemp boots. Except for a light blue belt, there is no jewelry on his body. He is most clean and sophisticated.
His face was square and square, with a white complexion and a reddish complexion. Although he could not be called handsome, he had no flaws. Especially when compared with Zhuang Zhongshu, he was naturally more pleasing to the eye.
But this face is a little gloomy now.
Zhuang Zhongshu looked the person up and down, and finally stared at the person's sinking face, and said in surprise: "Xin Menglong, you actually came out with a sad face? It seems that I used to be a tall man.
I underestimated you."
"You have been comfortable for too long after all. Even the hard work of showing off your face has been wasted."
At this moment, the top five of the Twelve True Legends, except for Xin Menglong and Zhuang Zhongshu, all jumped out of their own flying boats in a tacit understanding and watched from a distance.
Although Zhuang Zhongshu was a sharp and arrogant person, his words were exactly what others thought.
The Second True Story Mu Lin was parked far away on the carp boat. She was amazed, envious and envious of Zhuang Zhongshu's understanding of the "state of overflow", and also felt that what this man said was very reasonable. The saying "knowing people, knowing faces but not knowing hearts" should be here today.
Xin Menglong was an elegant and modest person, and had always been the leader of this generation of Jindan realm disciples. Everyone admired him. Unexpectedly, his elegance and demeanor were based on the ethics of a powerful leader.
Now that the title of "The First True Disciple" has been taken away, the city that once seemed unfathomable now seems to be nothing more than that.
Xin Menglong suddenly turned into a light shadow and stood in front of Zhuang Zhongshu. He stood with his hands behind his hands and said indifferently: "Junior Brother Zhuang, you are too complacent. You must know that there are endless mysteries on the road, and you must not be complacent after achieving a small achievement. If
In this way, it is only half a step away from stalling."
Zhuang Zhongshu shouted angrily: "When you lie on the ground like a dead dog, let's see how you have the face to say anything."
Zhuang Zhongshu moved his hands without any scruples, nor was he very polite. He stretched out his sleeves, and his elixir power instantly condensed. That mysterious meaning flowed out again, and he struck hard in front of Xin Menglong!
It is still the invincible "Elixir Returning Style" in the realm of Chongying.
Elder Yuanying, who was in charge of supervising the competition, had a solemn look on his face. He expected Xin Menglong to rescue him immediately if he could no longer resist. He had just made a careless oversight and injured Qian Hanzhi, but he must not do it again.
However, Xin Menglong was as calm as ever, as if he was not afraid at all. With a low roar as deep as a tiger's roar, his sleeves fluttered and he waved his hand to attack. The palm hidden in his sleeve also gathered the momentum of the storm and struck hard.
Seeing the momentum of this blow, the Yuanying elder let out a "ugh" sound, and his slightly forward body suddenly stopped.
On the archway, Gao Wan, Wu Ju, and Meng Xun were surprised, and smiles overflowed from the corners of their lips again.
A moment.
Two surging waves of force collided head-on. The two Dan Qi stirred up, but did not spread out. Instead, there was a continuous muffled sound, as if there were countless dark thunders exploding under a thousand feet of water.
After a few breaths, Mu Yi, Qian Hanzhi and others, who had already retreated hundreds of feet away, felt as if a wave of heat was blowing on their faces. The breath was dense and dense, just like the substance, but it was not intense.
Looking at Xin Menglong and Zhuang Zhongshu, they were both standing where they were.
Zhuang Zhongshu's face looked angry, happy, surprised, and suspicious.
Xin Menglong also understood the mystery of the "Chongying Realm"!
But Xin Menglong was not happy at this time.
Xin Menglong is gentle on the outside but strong on the inside, generous on the outside but jealous on the inside. He is indeed very scheming. Although he has good achievements in the past, he is known as the number one in the Jindan realm in the past two hundred years.
People with extraordinary talents cannot be compared to each other.
The difference is very subtle, but everyone can feel the difference in prestige and status.
So Xin Menglong practiced diligently and tried his best to be flawless in his dealings with others.
When one reaches the breakthrough point in his meritorious deeds, if he can widen the gap with his peers in one fell swoop, he will be able to obtain a transcendent status naturally.
This will be of great benefit to their career, their ability to do things, and their reputation.
Three years ago, Xin Menglong finally achieved the "realm of success", but he has been holding back. He is waiting for the big competition in the sect to achieve shocking results that attract everyone's attention.
When he shows his gentle demeanor again, all the lower-level disciples will fall in love with him. Taking the opportunity to recruit a force with him as the core, it seems that it is within easy reach.
Unexpectedly, Zhuang Zhongshu also achieved this level, causing him to fall short.
Zhuang Zhongshu's face was stunned at first, and then his eyes lit up with a look of sudden realization: "Well, you Xin Menglong."
"Since you have reached this level, the reason why you looked so ugly just now is not because you lost your position as the number one true successor, but because you had already planned to make a big splash today, right?"
Zhuang Zhongshu showed a bit of contempt on his face, and said to Mu Yi and the other three people: "Aside from the hypocrite Xin Menglong, who else has entered this state of overflowing?"
"Who else?"
"Who else?"
"Who else?"
Mu Rong and other three true disciples who were originally ranked second, third, and fourth, although they couldn't stand Zhuang Zhongshu's arrogance at the moment, they also knew that if they couldn't break through, Zhuang Zhongshu's influence in the sect would be far greater than his own in the future.
superior.
When a villain succeeds, it is difficult to compete with him.
The three of them simply bowed their heads and remained silent, pretending to be deaf and dumb to Zhuang Zhongshu's loud shouts.
Zhuang Zhongshu asked three times in a row, but no one answered, so he said: "In this case, since you have no ability to end up, just disperse. Let me fight with the hypocrite Xin Menglong for three days and three nights to see who will win the first true biography."
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Gao Wan, Wu Ju and Meng Zhen looked cheerful and kept whispering.
Although Zhuang Zhongshu's words and deeds were a little outrageous, since he showed great potential, as long as he didn't commit the first-class felony of treason and murder of his master, why did they care about these small things?
It's just that he ruined the arrangements for the competition and had a fight with Xin Menglong, but it wasn't appropriate either.
After all, this is a serious occasion and he cannot be allowed to act recklessly.
Gao Wai waved his hand and summoned a deacon behind him, and said warmly: "Xin Menglong, Zhuang Zhongshu come up to meet you. The ranking of the remaining ten people will proceed as usual."
The deacon received the flag of the decree and hurriedly went down to announce it.
After a while, Xin Menglong and Zhuang Zhongshu came forward with two rays of light, one green and one purple.
Although Zhuang Zhongshu was arrogant, he did not dare to ignore the will of Master Lihe.
At the beginning of their conversation, Gui Wujiu and Gao Wen released the golden elixir aura and did not take it back again. Therefore, once Xin Menglong and Zhuang Zhongshu climbed onto the archway, they easily noticed that there was a golden elixir monk who was with the three
Sitting with a real person from Lihe.
Xin Menglong was going round and round in his mind, secretly guessing the origin of Gui Wujiu, but his face remained calm. After seeing the ceremony, he lowered his head and whispered: "Greetings to the four Supreme Beings."
Zhuang Zhongshu was originally suspicious. After hearing Xin Menglong's words, he knew that he was digging a hole for himself, but with such a nature, he could not endure it.
He immediately raised his neck and said loudly: "How dare Wu Na, a small cultivator of Jindan, be called the 'Shangzhen'?"
With their hair tied high, Wu Ju looked at each other and unexpectedly did not reprimand Zhuang Zhongshu.
However, Meng Yan turned around and asked as if he was inquiring: "Why don't we ask our junior brother to show his hand so that we can teach the younger ones how to know that there are mountains outside the mountains and there are people outside the people."
Gui Wujiu frowned.
Naturally, Xin Menglong and Zhuang Zhongshu's cultivation was not in his eyes. But just as he was too lazy to teach the snobbish Wu Manda a lesson, if he did it easily, he would always lose his identity.
What's more, at this moment, he has the same status as the three Tianxuan Masters. Even if he knocks down two of them with one blow, there is nothing worth boasting about.
When Zhuang Zhongshu saw this, he felt that he was not to blame and was too timid to fight. He sneered loudly and said, "How can you dare to assume a high position if you don't have any artistic career? Get off here!"
Gui Wujiu's brows suddenly widened, and he had already made up his mind. He said calmly: "How many points you can get depends on the luck of the two of you."
Xin Menglong and Zhuang Zhongshu were shocked and puzzled when they heard this.
Next, the two of them saw Gui Wujiu stretching out his jade-like palm, with three fingers clasped tightly, and the index finger and little finger stretched out.
On the fingertips of the two fingers, two condensation-shaped beads suddenly appeared. During this process, the two of them did not feel the slightest sign that the alchemy energy was manifesting.
Looking carefully at the two points on the fingertips, there are faint sparks that flicker and fade, the flow of pure air changes infinitely, birth and death occur in an instant, and prosperity and decline come and go again and again. I want to catch up with my heart, but it is like fishing for the moon in the water, hundreds of years have passed.
This is clearly the meaning of "returning the elixir".
But the subtlety of it is not only better than that of Xin Menglong, Zhuang Zhongshu is a hundred times better.
Two spheres, like entities, landed in front of Xin Menglong and Zhuang Zhongshu respectively.
Their faces were ashen.
Xin and Zhuang both think they are outstanding in their merits. But if the elixir power of blame-freeing is compared to the evolution of infinite water vapor, then the elixir power of Xin and Zhuang is at most equivalent to a pile of stones of varying sizes.
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At this moment, the two of them felt like thunderbolts in their minds, as if they had crawled out of a dry well that never saw the sun and saw the colorful world for the first time.
Xin Menglong was like a clay or wooden sculpture, with all the blood on his face gone.
Zhuang Zhongshu's eyes trembled, as if he was in a dream. Suddenly, a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth and he fell to the ground.