When everyone heard that brother Xue Ehu had the elixir of Tao Xing Tian Zun, they no longer had any worries and were eager to try it.
Jin Zhaqian said sincerely: "But what should I do if I'm afraid that our skills are insufficient and we accidentally hurt the friendship between our fellow disciples?"
This is a bit false, it's more like giving a vaccination. Don't be dissatisfied if you lose, don't hold grudges if you get hurt.
Everyone is young. Even though Yang Jian and Jin Zha have been practicing for decades, they are still very young among Qi Refiners.
Not to mention Nezha, Huang Tianhua, etc., who have young minds, they all said confidently: "We all rely on our abilities. Winning is due to our ability, losing is due to our own shortcomings. What does it have to do with the feelings of our classmates!"
Jin Zha looked at Yang Jian and asked tentatively: "What do you think, Brother Yang?"
Yang Jian kept holding his hands, smiling and saying nothing, looking extremely confident. When he saw everyone looking over, he nodded briefly, indicating that he could play.
Liu Qiao changed into neat clothes and walked out of the backyard, interjecting: "What a comparison. If you fellow Taoists don't mind it, I'll join in the fun..."
Of course, everyone didn't mind, it was just a chance to see Liu Qiao's ability.
Yang Jian said: "Since it was you, Brother Dao, who proposed the skill of gesturing the Immortal Family, and Brother Liu Dao has always been highly respected, how about letting Brother Liu Dao set the rules?"
These words can be said to have given Liu Qiao a lot of face. Although not all of the people here are true disciples, they are successors of the true lineage.
But Yang Jian said that he would let Liu Qiao set the rules. As soon as everyone really preached Taoism, Liu Qiao's Taoism was all self-taught and heretical.
If Liu Qiao loses, he won't feel it's unfair, because he can't beat others according to his own rules, so who can blame him?
As for the rest of the people, they all have true inheritance. If they lose to Liu Qiao, they won't feel embarrassed or dissatisfied, because Liu Qiao set the rules.
Just like traditional martial arts, if you wear boxing gloves and fight according to the rules of boxing, if you lose, you won't win by boxing, because the rules of martial arts are different and you won't be able to use your full strength in the ring.
Everyone was not stupid. After thinking about it for a moment, they understood the meaning of Yang Jian's words, and they all said respectfully: "Brother Yang is right, Brother Liu is old and highly respected, so it is just right for him to set the rules!"
Liu Qiao did not refuse and said: "We all fight on foot. We are good at martial arts and supernatural powers. We draw lots to determine our opponents..."
These rules have no restrictions on everyone's strength. Drawing lots to determine the opponent is a method used by the outer disciples in Liu Qiao's past life when he was watching the cultivating immortals.
At this time, it was not only novel, but everyone also thought it was fair, and no one had any objections.
Liu Qiao and Wu Ji brought the fortune-telling fortune-telling tube from Master, and he changed it randomly, changing the upper and lower signatures into everyone's names, and put them in the fortune-telling tube.
The participants included Long Xuhu, Han Dulong, Xue Erhu, Liu Qiao, Nezha, Muzha, Jin Zha, Huang Tianhua and Yang Jian.
It can be said that apart from Wei Hu, Yang Ren, Lei Zhenzi, Tu Xingsun and a few other disciples of the three generations of Chanjiao, most of them are here.
Therefore, after everything was prepared, Han Dulong suggested: "Master's generation, the second generation of disciples, all have their elders and younger ones. We, the three generations, all refer to each other as Taoist friends, and we are never close to each other. It is better to have this meeting to make a good start."
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Xue Ehu came out and said, "What kind of lottery?"
Nezha said: "How about using magical powers and skills to determine the long order?"
Jin Zha frowned, but didn't say much.
The remaining Yang Jian and Liu Qiao also had absolute confidence in their abilities and nodded in agreement.
As for dragons, bearded tigers, etc., if their magical powers are too small, they will be useless. Anyway, if they compete or not, they will have the lowest status, so it is better to compete.
After deciding on a plan, let's start. Everyone came to the middle of the martial arts field. Liu Qiao took the lottery tube and said: "Whoever comes first to draw will compete with whoever draws!"
"I'll come first!" Nezha stepped forward without hesitation and took out the lot. He opened it, sneered, and showed it to everyone.
On the bamboo stick, it says dragon, bearded and tiger.
Liu Qiao smiled and said: "Junior Brother Longxuhu, go and have a competition with Nezha."
"Yes..." Longxuhu rolled up his sleeves and strode towards the field.
Nezha did not use the Fire Wheel, but instead held a fire-tipped spear and dragged him into the arena, waving his hand to indicate that the dragon-bearded tiger could begin.
"Ah!" Longxuhu shouted lowly, jumped on one foot, and his hands suddenly felt like stone.
He knew that his martial arts skills were no match for Nezha, so whenever he made a move, he just used a unique move.
"Boom..." Countless flying stones flew out of the hand and turned into the size of a grinding plate in an instant. They brought up a howling evil wind and whirled down.
"Xiao Ji'er!" Nezha refused to evade. He swung his gun left and right, swept up and down, and easily swept away the rocks.
Then he recited a mantra, took out the Qiankun Circle and tossed it, and saw a golden light flashing by.
"Ah!" Dragon Bearded Tiger screamed and fell to the ground, only to be knocked over by the Qiankun Circle.
Han Dulong and Xue Ehu quickly ran up and dragged Longxuhu off the field.
"Are you okay?" Liu Qiao and others asked with concern.
Han Dulong looked at it, shook his head and said, "It's okay, my shoulder blade was shattered by the Qiankun Circle. I have an elixir and I'll be fine in no time."
The two brothers, Han and Xue, deserved to be betrayed by their cubs. Tian didn't feel sorry for him. He took a pill from his waist, crushed it and rubbed it on the dragon-bearded tiger.
"Sure enough, it doesn't hurt anymore. It's such a good medicine!" Longxuhu exclaimed.
Xue Ehu said proudly: "That's not true. This is the master who collected more than 300 kinds of elixirs, steamed them nine times and dried them seven times, and it turned into a furnace. It is specially used to save lives in battle with my two brothers."
Everyone was amazed and started to compete again. The rules were to draw lots in turn and whoever was drawn would beat whomever.
"I'll smoke it!" Jin Zha came out and said.
Then he took out a stick from the lottery tube, showed it to everyone, and said, "Junior Brother Han!"
The signature clearly says "Han Du Long".
"Haha, Brother Jin Zha, please be merciful!" Han Dulong said as he walked onto the stage gracefully.
Han Dulong drew his halberd, and as soon as he came on the stage, he took the lead and fought in close quarters.
However, before he could run a few steps, Jin Zha from the opposite side cast a spell and threw the dragon escape pile in his hand.
"I'll escape!" Han Dulong quickly used his escape technique to escape.
However, a gust of black wind blew by, wrapping the Korean Poison Dragon's Escape Light inside, leaving him to rush up and down like a headless fly.
After a while, the wind and sand dispersed, and Han Poison Dragon had been tied to the dragon escape pile.
"I admit defeat! Thank you Senior Brother for showing mercy!" Since he lost, Han Dulong immediately called out to Senior Brother.
Jin Zha pursed his lips and smiled, then made a secret gesture to close the dragon escape pile.
Liu Qiao, who was standing aside, could clearly see that it was mainly the black wind that fascinated the gods. As long as they fell into it, they would be bound by the dragon escape pile.
It sounds simple, but there is almost no solution to this treasure. Liu Qiao has to pay for it himself. If he were to face Jin Zha, he would never be able to escape if the opponent used the dragon escape pile first.
This treasure has seventy-two levels of prohibition and is the treasure of Manjusri's cave. The material is innate. With this treasure, Jin Zha is in an invincible position.
The outcome of the two on the field has been decided, and Han Dulong has also been eliminated. The lot written with Dragon Beard Tiger, Han Dulong is taken out, and the drawing continues.
This time Xue Ehu knew that his skills were low, so he took the initiative and said, "I'll draw lots!"
Liu Qiao naturally handed over the lottery tube to him.
Xue Ehu took a lot and after reading it, he said with a bitter look on his face: "Brother Mu Zha, please be merciful!"
When everyone looked at it, they saw the word "Mu Zha" written on the signature.
Muzha nodded and entered with his sword in his hand. The two of them were three feet apart.
"Be careful!" Xue Ehu held a halberd, leapt up with his vertical escape technique, and flew towards Muzha first.
Muzha moved away from him, muttering something in his mouth, shaking his shoulders, and heard two "clicks" of the sword coming out of the box.
The two swords flew out with two red lights, like scissors, and like fish tails crossing the guillotine, blocking Xue Ehu's escape.
"I give up!" Xue Ehu shouted quickly when he saw the sharp edge that could fall around him at any time.
"Take it!" Muzha recited a mantra, and the two red awning dragons disappeared.
"Senior Brother, please give in!" Xue Erhu landed and exited the court.
The only ones who haven't played yet are Liu Qiao, Yang Jian and Huang Tianhua.
"Brother Dao, do you go first or me first?" Yang Jian tilted his head and asked.
Liu Qiaoqian gave way and said, "Fellow Daoist Yang first."
Yang Jian did not refuse, and took a random stick from the tube, looked at it, and said to Jin Zha: "Fellow Taoist, it seems that you and I have to compete!"
After saying this, he handed the signature to everyone to see, and signed the name Jin Zha.
"It's an honor to fight against Brother Yang." Jin Zha smiled lightly and dragged him into the arena.
"Fellow Taoist, please come first!" Yang Jian said carelessly, holding a gun.
Jin Zha didn't talk nonsense. He knew that Yang Jian was very powerful, so he placed the dragon-escaping stake when he started, and he used all his strength.
In an instant, the wind swept the fields, flying sand and rocks, and fog arose, making it difficult to distinguish east, west, north, and south. It covered Yang Jian, and no sound could be heard from it.
"Could it be that Brother Yang made a mistake?" Han Dulong and others asked.
After a while, the wind and fog dispersed, and Yang Jian was still in the same place, with a ring on top, middle and bottom, and was tied to the dragon escape pile.
"Haha, Fellow Daoist Yang accepts the concession!" Jin Zha laughed and stepped forward.
"Fellow Taoist, I haven't used my strength yet!" Yang Jian, who was tied to the stake, said calmly.
Immediately, he swayed and his figure rose up in the wind, reaching a height of tens of feet in the blink of an eye.
"What is that!" Inside and outside the Prime Minister's Mansion, many mortals were so frightened that they trembled, thinking that gods and demons were in front of them.
In the palace of Lianqi, King Wu was discussing military and government affairs with Jiang Shang. When they heard about it, both Jiang and Shang ran out of the palace to take a look.
"This...is this something that grew up in Shang's father's house?" Ji Fa asked in surprise.
Look at the giant who is still rising upwards into the sky, with a head like a head of green air, a mouth like a city gate, and a green face and fangs.
Jiang Shang was so shocked that he almost pulled off his beard, and said in confusion: "Aren't these juniors competing at home? Why are they fighting Taoism? What the hell are they doing!"
In the Prime Minister's Mansion, Liu Qiao and others were also surprised. Seeing that Yang Jian was getting bigger and bigger, they all retreated away.
Jin Zha was also amazed, but he smiled confidently and said: "Yang Dao's friendly Taoist skills, with his head up to the sky and his feet on the ground, are almost the same as those of gods and demons. However, the Dragon Escape Stake is the most precious treasure of my master, and it cannot be changed."
With his big body, he can escape."
The ancient gods and demons were all able to reach great heights, capture the sun and moon, and manipulate the universe.
However, Manjusri Tianzun has self-refined the most precious dragon escape pile. Even the gods and demons cannot escape from the palm of Tianzun's hand, let alone Yang Jian's enlarging magic.
Sure enough, Yang Jian's figure grew larger, and the golden ring that bound him also grew larger in the wind. The copper pillar became more like a golden hoop, holding up the sky, locking Yang Jian tightly.
"Haha, it is indeed Tianzun's treasure to hold down the cave. Since making it bigger doesn't work, let's try making it smaller..." The giant of ten thousand feet did not panic at all and said in a voice like thunder.
The people who saw it from thousands of miles around were so frightened that they knelt down in shock, tigers and leopards hid their heads, and ghosts and gods were frightened.
"Ah!" Yang Jian shouted, twisted around and shrank, shrinking from a giant of ten thousand feet to three to five feet in an instant.
Bursts of clouds and smoke flashed past, and the figures of Yang Jian and Dunlong Zhuang were completely lost on the ground.
But it is as small as meson and sesame, and is almost invisible to ordinary people.
However, Liu Qiao and others were all Taoist practitioners, and they could see clearly that a speck of golden light the size of a sesame seed on the ground was still tightly restraining Yang Jian.
"Whoosh!" A burst of clouds and smoke flashed by, and Yang Jian turned into a Yuan shape again, standing three feet tall, and his body was still bound by the dragon-escaping stake.
Jin Zha smiled and said: "Fellow Daoist Yang, all your wishes are useless. You are so incompetent, can you admit defeat?"
"Haha, fellow Taoist Jin Zha's words are wrong. You don't know, I still have endless means!"
Yang Jian chuckled lightly, and then his eyes lost their vitality, as if he was suffering from hysterical dementia. He stood blankly on the pile, making no movement except for breathing.
"This!" Jin Zha was surprised when suddenly his hair stood up and he tried to hide.
But the tip of the spear was pressed against his heart, and Yang Jian's voice came from behind: "Fellow Taoist Jin Zha, you lose!"
But it turns out that Yang Jian's nine-turn Yuan Gong has infinite changes, and has many magical powers. His physical body is bound, but his secret skills are not damaged at all.
A soul escaped, became invisible and sneaked around. In full view of everyone, it turned into a mosquito, flew behind Jin Zha, quietly stretched out its gun, and captured Jin Zha.
"Senior Brother Yang's methods are brilliant, and I am convinced..." Jin Zha smiled bitterly, recited a spell and closed the dragon escape pile.
Liu Qiao and others watched with fascination, the nine-turn Yuan Gong, infinite changes, the size was as desired, the body flew to hold the sign, and the Yuan Shen came out of the body, it was really amazing.
"Brother Liu Dao, Huang Tianhua, you two have not drawn lots, who will come first?" Nezha said boredly.
Huang Tianhua had no expression on his face, and he cupped his hands towards Liu Qiao and said, "Brother, or me first?"
Liu Qiao handed over the lottery tube and said: "You should go first, I, the poor man, will be the last one."
Huang Tianhua didn't say much, just picked a branch without looking at it, handed it to Liu Qiao, and walked straight into the arena.
Liu Qiao looked at the lot and said to everyone: "Fellow Taoist Mu Zha vs. Taoist Huang Tianhua."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Mu Zha did not greet Huang Tianhua and entered directly with his sword in hand.
Huang Tianhua can't use mounts. The Secret Heart-Storing Nail is very powerful, but it kills people when it's shot, so it can't be used.
The rest of him only had the Five Elements Escape Technique and martial arts, so how could he defeat Muzha? After only two or three moves, he was choked by Muzha with his Wu Hook and double swords.
"Thank you, senior brother, for showing mercy!" Huang Tianhua was not convinced, but after the last calamity, he became much more mature and did not argue. He changed his tune in public and turned around to step down.
"You're welcome! You're welcome!" Mu Zha also knew that such a fight could not be a matter of life or death. It was extremely unfair to Huang Tianhua, so even if he won, he would not be complacent.
The two men were divided, and Liu Qiao was the only one in the field who had not yet drawn lots.
There were only four sticks left in the tube, namely Yang Jian, Nezha, Muzha, and Liu Qiao himself.
Liu Qiao didn't wait for anyone to urge him, he took a stick from the lotus tube and said with a smile: "This doesn't count, you can't hit yourself!"
When everyone saw it, they all chuckled. It turned out that the lot written on the lot was Liu Qiao, but they happened to get their own lot.
"Since it doesn't count, you can take another one!" Nezha waved his hand.
Liu Qiao put the lot back, took another branch, looked at it, and said to Nezha: "Fellow Nezha, you have to be merciful!"
After saying this, he showed the signature to everyone and wrote the word Nezha.
Nezha waved his hand and said: "Don't talk nonsense, it's just a battle of skills. How can it still kill you?"
Liu Qiao smiled and said nothing, and walked into the arena with Nezha, three feet apart.
"Offended!" Liu Qiao complained, took out his sword and pretended to use martial arts to stab Nezha.
"Look at the circle!" But as soon as Nezha got started, the Qiankun Circle came calling.
It's like a streak of golden light, as fast as lightning. If it hits it, even a qigong master will inevitably break his muscles and bones.
"I was on guard against you!" Liu Qiao didn't panic at all. He stroked his bun and said, "Whoosh!" The clouds rose.
"Zheng!" There was a sound of gold and iron, sparks were seen flying everywhere, and a big bone-white hand behind Liu Qiao's head opened as big as a grinding plate, and unexpectedly caught the Qiankun Circle steadily.
"Fellow Taoist Nezha, it stands to reason that if the magic weapon has been confiscated, you can't use it!"
Seeing Nezha nod, Liu Qiao had a thought in his mind and threw the Qiankun Circle back into Nezha's hand.
Nezha chanted a mantra and took it, stuffing it into the treasure bag. He kept his word and never used the treasure again.
"Look at the gun!" Nezha held the fire-tipped spear, walked quickly, leaped in front of him, and stabbed Liu Qiao in the throat.
Liu Qiao ducked out of the way and reached for Nezha with his big bones.
Nezha hurriedly turned into a rainbow to escape, but he didn't ride the Fire Wheel, so his escape skills were mediocre, and his big hands behind him swelled in the wind.
In the blink of an eye, the big bone-white hand grew to the size of an adult, and Nezha was like a fly in it.
It is also like the monkey who fell into the palm of Tathagata Buddha. He tried to run left and right, but could not escape from the giant hand.
"It's amazing! Even if we wait, we can't escape from Senior Brother Liu's hands!" Jin Zha and others marveled, feeling ashamed, and even changed their title to "Senior Brother".
Yang Jian looked at the giant hand, frowned and said, "Look at Brother Liu Dao fighting, he can act instantly with his thoughts. This technique has been trained by him into a magical power, so Nezha can't react at all and is restrained everywhere."
Those with magical powers can act upon their thoughts. Although there are many disciples in the third generation, no one, including Yang Jian, can really refine Taoism to the state of transformation and reach the level of magical powers.
So when everyone heard this, they all felt inferior and praised and cheered repeatedly.
"Friend Nezha, what other methods do you have?" Liu Qiao stood in the stance with his hands behind his hands.
There is a big hand in the sky, covered with white bones, and its five fingers are surrounded by green energy. It is spread out about an inch wide, like the hand of a god or demon.
But he only covered Nezha under his hands, neither pinching nor pressing him down. Liu Qiao was merciful and there was no need to do anything absolutely.
Secondly, I still want to save face for Nezha.
It's just that such condescending and light words fell on Nezha, but they seemed to be mocking.
Nezha said angrily: "How can this mere heretical technique be able to defeat me? I still have my real ability that I haven't used yet. What are you proud of!"
"Yeah!" Nezha shouted, jumped up and took out a red water chestnut.
But he used his most powerful skill, the most precious Hun Tian Ling.
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Just as everyone in the Prime Minister's Mansion was having fun and competing, dark clouds suddenly rose outside Xiqi City, and layers of murderous intent shot straight into the sky.
Looking up from above, we can see endless soldiers in all directions, their flags covering the sky and the sun, like a black line, silently surrounding them.
"Dong...dong...dong" the gongs and drums on Xiqi Tower sounded the alarm, and countless soldiers rushed to the tower and hurriedly closed the four gates.
Outside the city, amid the endless stream of soldiers, there was a large banner with a message: The Grand Master heard the flag and waved in the wind.
The old man sat astride the Mo Qilin, with male and female golden whips hanging on the saddle and bridle, looking at the Xiqi Tower with a gloomy expression.
Beside the old man, several green-faced and fanged generals gathered around him, clasping their fists and saying, "Grand Master, Xiqi seems to be defenseless. Why don't we, the general and others, lead the troops to seize the city, and take advantage of the situation and attack with one blow!"
Wen Zhong waved his hands and said: "I have an upright army, why do I need to use such methods? Our three armies are running around, and our physical strength has not been restored. Let's secure the camp first and rest for a few days."
"Deng Zhong!"
"The last general is here!" The general with a green face and sharp fangs hurried forward with a big axe.
"You are brave and resolute, and have the courage to go to the meeting alone. I have a letter of war. You give it to Jiang Shang and invite him to form a formation and fight!" Grand Master Wen ordered.
From the day when the Grand Master led the army, he understood the military strategy of Liu Tao and never suffered a single defeat.
What's more, there are now more than 100,000 elite soldiers and hundreds of thousands of civilians transporting grain and grass along the way. They are known as an army of 300,000. It can be said that the whole country is conquering the west.
Naturally, we must use an upright formation to defeat the Qi thieves and put an end to the rebellion in one fell swoop.
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