The first thousand two hundred and fifty-five chapters day training the old man
Hearing the old voice, everyone turned around and saw an old man walking slowly towards this side with his hands behind his back.
The old man looked extremely old. His sparse and messy gray hair was barely tied into a bun on the back of his head. His face was covered with deep folds that looked like knife carvings. Under his droopy eyelids, there was a pair of eyes that seemed to be covered with a layer of fog.
His gray eyes were unfocused and he was actually blind.
"Tianxun!" Taihao hurriedly stepped forward and said, "I thought you wouldn't come today, why did you arrive now? But you missed the most exciting part of the competition between the two Taoists Lian Zhen and Qing Lin!"
"It's not too late, cough, cough," the old man said. At this time, other people came over to say hello, and he nodded slightly in response.
After a brief interlude, everyone turned their attention to the battle stage again, and Taihao and the old man returned to their original positions to continue watching the battle.
Taiqing twirled his long beard and asked with a smile: "Tian Xun, what do you think?"
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The old man Tian Xun raised his eyelids, and the grayness in his blind eyes became heavier. After a while, he moved his lips and said: "The scriptures have broken the tripod, and its shape is rich. Then the sage will start. This is the reason, and also
It’s the result.”
Taiqing's pupils suddenly shrank, and his expression changed suddenly!
He asked what the other party thought of the current competition on the platform, but he did not expect that the other party would reply to him like this...
He suddenly turned his head to look at the old man who seemed to be about to die of old age. He suddenly turned his eyes and saw that no one else around him responded and their attention was still on the stage. He knew that he was the only one who heard what the other person just said.
After a pause, Taiqing also used the secret technique to transmit the voice: "When did you 'see' again?"
"Before coming." Tian Xun said: "That's why I came late."
Taiqing stopped stroking his beard and was silent for a moment before he said again: "There are a lot of talkative people here. Let's talk about this later." He changed to a normal voice and said: "It seems that our Taoist leader is responsible for the great cause and effect.
His skills are profound, and the results of this competition will be out soon!"
At this time, the war situation has become obvious. Although Lian Zhen is still trying his best to persist, he is unable to recover in the face of the constant disintegration of his killing realm.
Li Shan next to him had a smile on his face. Among the people present, he was probably the most happy that Liu Qinghuan could win against Lian Zhen. Hearing this, he immediately agreed: "Indeed, it's a pity that we won't be able to see Brother Qinglin perform Karma.
It’s the law.”
Taiqing said pertinently: "Fellow Taoist Qinglin should still have some strength left. No matter the laws of life and death he revealed before, or the power of reincarnation now, they are still in the stage of just trying. Soon, when he understands these laws, his combat power will be
It will get stronger.”
As he said this, some of the Mahayana monks present were happy, some were silent, and some had mixed feelings. Especially those who made a fuss about Gonghuo before. Why did they forget the one who had killed Mahayana during the integration period?
As for the glorious record, fortunately it is not me who is on the stage now, and it is not me who is embarrassed...
The light and shadow in the sky slowly dissipated, and the battle platform gradually returned to its original appearance. Liu Qinghuan put away the Qianqiu Samsara Pen, looked up, and saw Lian Zhen standing opposite with her head lowered, her expression unclear.
"I lost!"
Liu Qinghuan's eyes flashed with surprise. He didn't expect that the other party would admit defeat so simply. Looking again, he saw that the other party had raised his head, his face was very calm, and he repeated again: "I lost."
Liu Qinghuan nodded, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you for your advice."
Lian Zhen took a deep look at him, then saw the light curtain around the battle platform fall, and a group of people came onto the stage. Taihao, the leader, said loudly: "Hahahaha, victory or defeat is a common thing in military affairs. This battle between these two Taoists is wonderful."
Unparalleled, it lives up to its reputation!”
Then he looked at Liu Qinghuan: "Fellow Taoist Qinglin, is the injury on your hand serious?"
Liu Qinghuan raised his arm. There were blood marks on it from the previous resistance to murderous intent: "It's okay."
"Wait!" His words were interrupted by Lian Zhen, who suddenly took a deep breath: "I made a promise before the competition. If I lose, I will use a Xuantian Spiritual Treasure to apologize to fellow Taoist Qinglin."
As he spoke, he put his hand into his sleeve, and when he took it out, a golden bead appeared in his palm.
As soon as this bead came out, Buddha's light bloomed, and the bloody energy that had not dispersed on the competition stage was swept away.
"Buddha relics!" Taihao said in surprise: "Looking at the appearance of this, it must be the relics left behind by the Buddha in the Bodhisattva realm when he passed away!"
Liu Qinghuan also showed surprise. The Bodhisattva realm of Buddhist cultivation is equivalent to the Mahayana realm of Taoist cultivation. The relics left behind are also valuable treasures for Buddhism. How could this person have one and be willing to take it out?
"Buddhist relics are the result of a lifetime of Buddhist practice. They have a strong deterrent effect on demons and ghosts, and are very good for defense and body protection." Lian Zhen said, showing a hint of reluctance.
It was also his fault that he underestimated his opponent. Before the competition started, he was sure that he could not lose. Otherwise, no matter how excited Taihao was, he would never have made those bets. However, he could only accept it now.
"I won't tell you the origin of this Buddha relic. I originally planned to exchange it for something at the exchange meeting here. Now..."
He threw it towards Liu Qinghuan: "It's yours!"
Liu Qinghuan caught it. The round relic tentacles were not smooth, but there was a soft and mellow breath lingering around them, making people feel refreshed and righteous.
"In that case, I would like to thank you fellow Taoist." Liu Qing said with a smile: "As for the rest of the bets, forget it. It is said that you don't know each other until you fight. I have the honor to discuss and exchange with fellow Taoist, and I have benefited a lot."
Lian Zhen's face froze slightly, and she couldn't help laughing twice when she thought of other ways to "snatch her head to apologize".
Taihao also came out at the right time to smooth things over: "Hahaha, this is how you should be so harmonious. You are all the pillars of Qingming. Now that the Taoist leader is on our side again, it is really a great blessing! Okay, it took so long
After a long time, I asked you, do you still want to see that gourd vine? If you don’t go, the gourd will fall to the ground!"
Everyone laughed together, the atmosphere became relaxed, and they followed him to see the legendary fairy gourd vine, laughing and joking all the way.
"By the way, I haven't introduced you to fellow Taoist Qinglin yet." Taihao brought Liu Qinghuan to an old man: "This old man's name is Tian Xun. He came late before, so you guys probably haven't met him yet."
Liu Qinghuan was startled. This old man turned out to be Old Man Tianxun. It was said that Old Man Tianxun could divine fortune and could even calculate the specific end date of the war season.
Liu Qinghuan always has an inexplicable awe for these people who practice the art of Tianyan. Except for Senior Brother Dayan from the Wenshi Sect, he has dealt with these people several times and received several mottos, and later he also
One came true.
And when he met the old man Tianxun face to face, that uncomfortable feeling came over him again. When the other person's gray blind eyes stared at him, it was as if he "saw" his past and present lives in an instant.