Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Five: The Immortal Sent the Order
Many masters in the cultivation world gathered around and looked around with vigilance.
The three people started fighting as soon as they came up, and there was no response at all when arguing for the golden bell. The most likely situation is that there is still someone hiding around.
That person has a method in his hand that can block their spiritual senses, and even the perceptions of the contending golden bells and beast masters, or some kind of heretical magic weapon!
"How is Xiangjun doing?"
The mountain owner looked at Hutao, who was checking Gu Sanqiu's injuries: "If necessary, Hidden Dragon Mountain also has medicines preserved from the Demon God War."
"No, he can't die."
Hu Tao pursed his lips: "Quick recovery has always been his strong point."
Gu Sanqiu sighed. To be honest, his current body can still absorb elemental power to trigger rapid recovery, and it is still stained with fluorescent light.
Just after she finished handling the three corpses, the golden retriever sister came over and stabbed herself with a long sword, drawing out the mysterious power from his body and lifting the restrictions on herself. Otherwise, he would still be miserable now.
appearance.
"As long as it's okay, it'll be okay."
The mountain owner breathed a sigh of relief. If Gu Sanqiu was defeated or even died during the dispute, it would not be a problem. After all, he chose his own path.
But now it is obvious that someone is causing trouble in this process, and the problem has become bigger.
The Zhengming Golden Bell is not a huge thing that can cover the sky and the earth. The sound can be transmitted to all parts of the practice world simply because there are corresponding artifacts at the center of each sect.
In other words, apart from the cultivation world itself, no outsiders should know about this matter, let alone find out so quickly that the person ringing the bell is Mr. Xiang.
Recalling the ruthless and ruthless tactics of those people just now, the mountain owner felt a little chilled in his heart.
The purpose is too obvious!
There is probably a mole in the spiritual world!
They only want to bring down the spiritual banner that has been in the spiritual world for thousands of years. If you think about it with your buttocks, you will know that those bastards have no good intentions!
The strong men from other sects also had gloomy expressions on their faces, and they had obviously thought of the corresponding possibility.
"Although the dispute is not over yet, we have to go back."
Everyone bowed to the mountain master and Gu Sanqiu: "Mountain Master, Xiangjun, we have to go back and inform the master of what happened here, and sort out a context as soon as possible. We will give an explanation to Xiangjun."
They are the ones in charge of fighting, not the strategizing managers of the sect, but this does not mean that they are all fools whose brains are filled with muscles. They can naturally think of anything that the mountain master can think of.
Combined with the obvious increase in the frequency of demons and evil spirits during this period, everyone who was originally relatively relaxed felt that there were uneasy thoughts in their hearts.
The world seems to have undergone some changes that they don't understand. No wonder Xiang Jun has to ring the golden bell alone!
"Isn't the contention over? Doesn't the three ringing of the golden bell prove it?"
Hu Tao frowned: "Are you going to default on your debt?"
The mountain master saluted: "Hallmaster Hu, the prerequisite for the three rings of the golden bell is the disappearance of those three people, but without their obstruction, the battle of contention will definitely continue."
"Strictly speaking, Xiangjun's bid to ascend to immortality was not successful."
"Forget it, if you don't succeed, you don't succeed."
Gu Sanqiu's bones are still in the repair stage: "At worst, I can just come over and knock it out again next time. It's such a simple thing."
"You want to do it again!"
Hutao grinned and squatted down, furiously attacking the soft flesh around Gu Sanqiu's waist.
"You're not afraid of death at all, are you?"
"I have to continue even if I am afraid of death, because I have to do it again."
The palm condensed with the power of the gale gently patted Hu Tao's head.
"I want to protect you."
Everyone in the cultivation world around him knew that Xiang Jun had indeed noticed something, so he worked so hard for the belief in his heart!
Hutao curled her lips. There were too many outsiders present now, and she was too lazy to argue with Gu Sanqiu. She would just let the other party say whatever she said.
"Gu Sanqiu."
A gentle and kind voice came from a distance, and a sacred deer with mysterious light shining all over its body came stepping on the clouds and mist.
The surrounding guardian spirit beasts, even the somewhat rebellious giant shadow wither, lowered their heads at this time to express their respect for the visitor.
"This is, this is the immortal from Jueyunjian!"
Some people were shocked, and then their eyes became fanatical: "This is the True Monarch of Cutting the Moon and Building the Yang!"
"We have met the true king!"
A large crowd of people saluted the sacred deer in the sky. Only Gu Sanqiu did not salute because he could not move.
But to be fair, he has always felt that the Moon-cutting and Yang-building True Lord is not a deer, but a bit different. Of course, such disrespectful words must not be said casually.
"I already know what happened here."
In front of the divine deer, a gentle silver spiritual light floated into Gu Sanqiu's body, repairing his physical injuries, and even some of the power penetrated into his spirit to enhance the power of the seal.
"Gu Sanqiu, come forward."
Gu Sanqiu stood up with Hu Tao's help. After moving his arms, he found that there was no problem, and then strode to the front of the line.
"I have seen the True Monarch of Cutting the Moon and Building the Yang."
There was a gentle look in Shenlu's eyes: "Gu Sanqiu, come forward and listen to the order."
"The emperor has a destiny. The battle of contention is not over yet. I order you to go to the Ancient God Arena to win a hundred consecutive victories and make up for the final vacancy."
"In this way, you can reach the top and become the leader."
A red mark drifted into Gu Sanqiu's left arm.
"This is a token of entry into the arena. The emperor orders you to go there immediately without delay."
"According to the decree."
Gu Sanqiu had never heard of the Ancient God Arena at all, but everyone in the cultivation world looked at each other, wondering if they had heard something terrible.
"Xiangjun, are you sure you want to go?"
After the sacred deer left, the mountain owner said to Gu Sanqiu: "The Ancient God Arena is said to be an extremely dangerous place, gathering strong men from all over who like to fight."
"Winning a hundred consecutive victories in a place like that feels more difficult than starting a new contest. Do you really want to go?"
?
Is it more difficult than reopening a dispute?
Gu Sanqiu glanced at the mountain master subconsciously, and when he saw that the other person's expression was not trying to impress him, his expression became strange.
He thought the old man was here to open the back door for himself, but he didn't expect that he was here to make it more difficult for me!
No wonder none of these people objected to the decree issued by True Monarch Cutting the Moon and Building the Yang. One reason was because it was the emperor’s decree, and the other reason was probably because it was somewhat similar to what the mountain lord thought.
They also feel that a hundred consecutive wins is more difficult than contending!
"In other words, if I win a hundred consecutive victories, I will be the leader?"
Gu Sanqiu looked around, and many practitioners nodded, obviously thinking that this so-called one hundred consecutive wins was quite valuable.
But precisely because of their reaction, Gu Sanqiu suddenly had a bad feeling.
"What, you seem to know what it is, so what is the highest known winning streak?"
The mountain owner frowned and thought: "In my impression, in that era, the number of people with the most consecutive wins was around thirty, and there was no one more than that."
"Xiangjun, Xiangjun, I know."
A younger cultivation genius raised his hand: "It must have been a few years ago or some time ago. I remember that there was someone who had won fifty consecutive games in the Ancient God Arena. It seemed to be a Mondstadt named Diluc."
Let me go, Mr. Lu is so powerful?
It happened a few years ago, so judging from it, it should have been a time when Diluc's strength had not yet been sealed.