"Huh? When did this guy move his hands, I didn't notice it at all!"
Master Luo was immediately shocked. If this method was used for a sneak attack, wouldn't it be detrimental to everyone?
However, despite being afraid, he still didn't want to show his timidity at this moment. He snorted coldly and looked at Luo Hong:
"It doesn't matter if there are many fist seals. What we are competing for is who can leave more marks on the stone tablet of the Reverse Yuan Dynasty.
Luo's sword mark is better than any of your fist marks.
So, you lose!"
"Don't speak too early, Mo's punching power hasn't exploded yet."
Luo Hong smiled slightly when he heard this.
As soon as he finished speaking, seven muffled sounds came from those inverse Yuan stone tablets at the same time.
Immediately afterwards, cracks began to appear and spread centered on those fist prints, and soon they covered the entire stone tablet.
Just with a "crash" sound, the seven anti-Yuan stone tablets all collapsed and turned into rubble on the ground!
"this!"
"Broken!"
"Am I dazzled?!"
Seeing this scene, the faces of the monks around him suddenly changed, showing expressions of disbelief.
You must know that these anti-Yuan stone tablets have been erected here for countless years, and they have resolved countless conflicts before the conference, but they have never suffered any serious damage.
But I didn't expect that today they would all be shattered by a single blow from an inconspicuous guy!
This is simply incredible!
Qi Liang, as the person in charge here, stood up with a look of shock on his face.
After all, these anti-Yuan stone tablets can be regarded as a rare treasure of the sect. It would be difficult for him to explain them if they were destroyed like this.
"Fellow Daoist Mo, have you used some means to restrain the Anti-Yuan Monument?"
After thinking wildly, Qi Liang immediately thought of a possibility and quickly asked Luo Hong.
The monks around him were all stunned upon hearing this, thinking that this must be the case.
Otherwise, the gap between Zhenren Luo and this person named Mo is too big!
And Zhenren Luo is a monk in the late stage of True Immortal. He is a strong contender for the master of the secret realm in this conference. If there is really such a big gap between the two sides, then this monk named Mo must be the Taoist Master of Golden Immortal!
"Haha, that's right. But this shouldn't be considered a violation of the rules, right?"
Luo Hong did not deny it at this moment, because he did use some reincarnation laws to prevent the movement from being too big.
"Having the means of restraint is the skill of Fellow Daoist Mo, so it is naturally not a violation of the rules.
Fellow Daoist Luo, since Fellow Daoist Mo won this competition, please keep your promise and not interfere with his affairs with Fairy Meng."
Seeing Luo Hong admitting it, Qi Liang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. All he wanted was a reasonable excuse.
But even if it was a trick, Luo Hong's method was still very shocking, and Qi Liang immediately showed his intention to make friends.
"Luo will naturally not go back on his word and get fat. Fellow Daoist Mo, we have a long life ahead of us!"
Luo Zhenren bowed his hands towards Luo Hong with a gloomy expression, then turned into a ray of light and flew away.
"Such a change has occurred here, and Qi must go back immediately to report the situation.
Fellow Daoist Mo, see you later."
Qi Liang did not stay here for long. He said hello to Luo Hong, then he also rose into the sky and soon disappeared.
"I didn't expect that there are people like this in Little Blessed Land. Why have I never heard of them before?"
At this time, Zixiao boy couldn't help but frowned and muttered.
He didn't think that the situation just now was just due to the restraint of magical powers.
"Hey, maybe it's not a monk from Guyun Continent. Qiyun Academy, we need to check it out carefully."
The soft voice said.
"Going right now."
Zixiao boy was impatient, so after saying that, he turned around and left the square.
"It's true that beauty is a disaster. I don't know if this fellow Daoist Mo can withstand the subsequent pressure from Yuanmeng Pavilion."
"Hey, what do you know? It's cool to be a ghost under the peony flowers!"
"Okay, let's go, I don't want to provoke that guy!"
The monks in the valley are either Mahayana or true immortals, and there is not a single idiot among them.
Just now, they could gather around and watch the fun, but now Meng Qingyuan walked towards the monk surnamed Mo, obviously wanting to express their feelings to each other. If they continued to stay here, they would become annoying.
So, just a moment later, only Luo Hong and Meng Qingyuan were left in a square in Nuoda.
But at this moment, Luo Hong didn't look at the charming Meng Qingyuan. Instead, he stretched out his hand to take a picture, then held a piece of Yuan-Reverse Stone in his hand and examined it.
"As I thought, although it was broken, its power of law has not been lost at all."
It turns out that Luo Hong's action just now was not for the limelight, nor for Meng Qingyuan as he said, but simply for the power of the Law of Reincarnation contained in the Anti-Yuan Stone Tablet.
"You are really good at picking things up. The power of law in these stones is extremely chaotic. Although it cannot be refined into an immortal weapon, it is just right for feeding that little broken ball."
Silver Fairy also said in a somewhat joyful tone.
"Brother Momo, I wonder when we have met?"
But Meng Qingyuan, who had already walked near Luo Hong, felt very strange. Didn't this guy keep saying that he was devoted to her?
Why are you staring at a stone without even raising your head?
Although she felt a little annoyed, in order to escape that fate, Meng Qingyuan still asked softly.
However, Luo Hong ignored her and waved his sleeves to collect all the inverse stones scattered around.
Immediately, he patted the treasure bag and said in a good mood:
"Meng Xianzi is really sorry. Mo was temporarily obsessed with lust, but now he has remembered that he has a Taoist companion, so it is impossible for us to be together, so let's say goodbye!"
Hearing this, Meng Qingyuan was dumbfounded. She didn't know whether to scold Luo Hong for being a heartless person or to praise him for turning around in time.
"Wait a minute, Brother Mo, actually I don't mind if my husband has several concubines."
Seeing that Luo Hong was about to leave after saying this, Meng Qingyuan gritted her teeth and said shamelessly.
Good guy, this woman probably wants me to work for her!
Luo Hong had long understood that trying to do anything would only damage the body, so he refused to follow Meng Qingyuan's tricks at the moment, immediately seeing her sinister intentions.
The next moment, he stopped, turned around, stared at Meng Qingyuan's charming big eyes and said:
"I mind."
There was a flash of light, and Meng Qingyuan looked at the deserted square and felt her soul buzzing.
Soon, time came to the night before the Guyun Conference.
The Thirty-Six Blessed Lands all have a pavilion in this valley. Luo Hong was meditating with his eyes closed in a room of Qiyun Pavilion, analyzing the few reincarnation inscriptions he had just obtained.
However, due to the large number of people here and many Golden Immortal monks, Luo Hong did not take out the Time Whirling Formation.
"Fellow Daoist Mo, can we talk to you?"
Suddenly, Qi Fang's voice came from outside the door.
"Master Qi, please come in."
Although Luo Hong was a little unhappy because his analysis was interrupted, he was also curious about why Qi Fang came to him late at night.
So after saying this, he moved his mind and removed the six restrictions that sealed the door.
After a few breaths, Qi Fang came to the room and sat down.
Luo Hong was about to cast a spell to pour him tea, but he stopped him with his hand.
"Fellow Daoist Mo, don't bother me. Qi will leave after just saying a few words."
Hearing this, Luo Hong glanced at Qi Fang strangely. If I really asked you to say a few words, I'm afraid this pot of tea wouldn't be enough.
"Master Qi, is there something urgent?"
"It's not an urgent matter. I just want to ask Fellow Daoist Mo to take action later at the Guyun Conference starting tomorrow."
Qi Fang found it difficult to speak.
"Master Qi wants to make Fellow Daoist Zhou famous?"
Luo Hong seemed to have expected this.
"That's it. I hope fellow Taoist Mo can cooperate."
Although Qi Fang had confidence in Zhou Yuanhua, who had made the Nine-curved Yellow Sand Formation, he also knew Luo Hong's magical powers.
Fighting the enemy with a formation often requires grinding the opponent to death, which is far less shocking than knocking the enemy down with one punch.
Therefore, if Luo Hong and Zhou Yuanhua enter the secret realm together, Luo Hong will definitely steal all the limelight.
"Master Qi, you must understand that the transaction between us is that you use a ship ticket in exchange for Mo to represent your Qiyun Academy in the Guyun Conference.
This does not include the fact that Mo needs to follow your arrangements during the conference!"
Luo Hong immediately said in an unkind tone.
"Qi Mou knows that, in this case, Qi Mou can use the Ten Jue Formation of our sect as the price. I wonder what Mo Daoyou would like?"
Qi Fang was prepared for bleeding before he came, so he quickly made a bid.
"If the Ten Jue Formation is not enough, at least we need a formation diagram of the Zongzong Formation."
Qiyun Yuan has three major sect-suppressing formations. Once each one is deployed, it can exert at least as much power as the early Jinxian monks, which will be helpful to Luo Hong now.
"Okay, this is the formation diagram of the Nine-bending Yellow Sand Formation. Please keep your promise, Fellow Daoist Mo!"
Qi Fang gritted his teeth and agreed. Fortunately, the Jiuqu Huangsha Formation was not their Qiyun Academy's unique formation. The formation diagram only required some effort to draw.
"Haha, it seems that my price is a bit low."
Looking at the door that was closed again, Luo Hong chuckled and put away the formation map.
"It's cheap to pick up something for free. Didn't you, kid, have no intention of doing it in the first place?"
Silver Fairy rolled her eyes and said.
"Yes, Luo doesn't want to guard a secret realm and wait for others to challenge him one after another.
I, Luo, always put my efficiency first when doing things!"
In the early morning of the next day, as the sun rose in the east, the thirty-six giant buildings that originally stood on the ground rose up one after another and flew into the sky level with the entrances to the secret realms.
Immediately, I saw a huge golden auspicious cloud coming from the north, carrying a tower full of dragon reliefs, which looked extraordinary.
And on the top of the balcony, three figures were sitting on jade chairs with clear priorities.
Among them, the person taking the main seat is a middle-aged man, wearing a purple robe, with ordinary facial features, thin eyebrows, calm and powerful, it is Ouyang Kuishan, the great sect leader of Zhulong Dao!
There are a total of thirteen Golden Immortal Taoist Masters in Zhulong Dao. Although Ouyang Kuishan is not the strongest among them, he is definitely the most powerful one.
The man and woman sitting cross-legged on his left and right were the Golden Immortal Taoist masters from Cangliu Palace and Fuling Sect respectively.
This is also the practice of the Guyun Conference. When the other two sects hold similar grand gatherings, the Zhulong Dao will also send a golden immortal to watch the ceremony.
"I've met fellow Taoist Ouyang!"
As soon as the golden auspicious clouds stopped, the seven golden immortals who were sitting in the Great Blessed Land all stood up and bowed.
"Well, there are more juniors attending this meeting than last time. Our Guyun Continent is really becoming more and more prosperous."
Ouyang Kuishan did not stand up, but nodded slightly, and then glanced at the many monks who almost connected the auspicious clouds.
"It's all thanks to the good governance of Zhulong Dao that our Guyun Continent can have such a grand event."
Immediately, an old man with golden hair and a boyish face flattered him.
“If the juniors don’t work hard, no matter how good our sect is, it will be useless.
Okay, Fellow Daoist Huan, go and cast the spell, I hope you can see some good juniors this time."
Ouyang Kuishan didn't mean to waste time. After a few brief greetings, he gave instructions to a man in black under the balcony.
This man in black looks extremely young, only in his twenties, with a rather handsome appearance, with blond hair hanging loose, and his complexion also has a light golden color.
He is also a Golden Immortal Taoist Master of Zhulong Dao and the real host of this Guyun Conference.
Huan Long didn't say anything when he heard the words. He just turned his right foot slightly, and the golden auspicious clouds carrying the tower scattered crazily and spread all over the sky above the entire valley.
Immediately afterwards, golden light arrays appeared beneath the entrances to the secret realms.
Under rapid rotation, the swirling entrances to the secret realm immediately changed. They were first infected by a circle of golden light, and then were gradually compressed into fist-sized golden light balls.
At this time, all the golden light arrays suddenly stopped running, and golden light pillars spurted out from them, hitting the golden light balls in the middle.
With a "boom" sound, all thirty-six golden light balls exploded immediately, turning into thirty-six pale golden bubbles with a diameter of more than a hundred feet.
Looking into these bubbles, some are beautiful mountains and clear waters, some are filled with yellow sand, and some are completely stormy worlds, none of them are the same!
"The conference has begun, and the rules are as usual!"
Huan Long obviously didn't like to talk. After making an announcement, he sat back in his seat.
Although everyone was a little surprised, they were not stupid enough to criticize a Golden Immortal Taoist Master.
After the scene paused for a moment, hundreds of escaping lights lit up at the same time, rushing towards different pale golden bubbles.
The thirty-six secret realms were obviously not enough for them. After some hesitation, the remaining people rushed into the secret realms that were already occupied and started fighting with each other.
However, many people saw that they had lost the opportunity and chose to withdraw from the crowd.
Luo Hong watched the fighting skills of these people for a while, and soon felt that it was no longer interesting. He was about to close his eyes and rest, but he heard a sound of thunder, and a purple thunder dragon rushed into a secret realm where the sky was filled with dark clouds and heavy rain fell.
among.
As soon as he moved his eyes, he saw a violent thunder ball formed by exploding purple thunder arrows, completely engulfing a monk in the middle stage of True Immortal.
"Heavenly Punishment Thunder Arrow? It looks more powerful than me."