"Is there any need to worry? Fang Xiaoru of the Qiantian Sect possesses the 'Immortal Dao Body'. Although he is only ranked eighth in the list of potentials. However, the horror of the 'Immortal Dao Body' is known to the whole world. Eight hundred years ago , the demonic power of the Immortal Taoist is still legendary to this day. With the power of one person, he can resist the twelve souls of the Xuan Sheng Sect without defeat. Among all the Taoists in the world, who has such majesty?"
Yuanning Sanren didn't care at all. It seemed that the difficulty of Guanyue Sanren was not worth mentioning at all to him.
"This son has good spiritual roots, has the resources of the Qian Tian Sect, is second in martial arts in the Qi training realm, and has an immortal Taoist body. A hundred years from now, he will definitely be someone who can compete with the Taiping Dao and Chongyang Festival. He is number one on the list of outstanding talents. , Well deserved. Isn’t there some secret news that he has cultivated the Wuji Talisman of the Qiantian Sect’s secret method?”
“That makes sense”
Guan Yue Sanren nodded slightly and said: "Then second place, who do you want to be?"
"Of course it's Sima Yuntian"
The Sanren of Yuanning answered without caring: "Yunjian Yuantai, three thousand years ago, this kind of Taoism was also recorded. He also worshiped under the Xuansheng Sect, and he was rampant for a while and was invincible. He had a gold-type heavenly spiritual root. He is the second on the potential list, and his qualifications are even better than Fang Xiaoru's. In addition, his understanding is also amazing. He has mastered skills and sword-control skills such as Xuan Sheng Sect's Hongmeng Po Qi Jue and Hui Feng Wu Liu Thirty-Six Swords to the second place. Zhongtian. He also possesses secret skills and is very powerful."
This time, Guanyue frowned and was noncommittal. Yuanning Sanren thought for a moment and then smiled again: "What about Dharma wisdom? This man has the body of Kasyapa Buddha, practices the Prajna Vajra Sutra, and subdues the dragon with great power. He is the second person in the realm of boxing and Qi training. He has also cultivated various Buddhist techniques and magical powers. In terms of real strength, he is probably even higher than the first two. Speaking of which, most of the talented people in this issue will be ranked first. The foundation-building monks in the world are ashamed of themselves. The top three on the talent list are actually in the realm of Qi training."
"Then where should Zhuang Wudao be ranked?"
The scattered people watching the moon stared at the stone tablet. At this time, Zhuang Wudao's corresponding information and various rankings on the Tianji Rod were clearly displayed on the stone tablet.
"The main list is ranked 254,223rd, and the boxing method is 98,262nd. This guy's ranking has risen very fast this year."
Yuanning Sanren looked sideways and also slightly exclaimed: "It's true. I just saw it a while ago. The ranking of boxing skills is still below one hundred thousand. Today, it has been ranked within one hundred thousand. It's hard to believe that this person is only Qi training realm. Unfortunately, a lot of information on this person's potential list is still hidden, and we don't know the truth. But probably in this world, there should be no one who can beat the immortal Tao body and the Tao body that contains the sword Yuan Fei. Although the natural talent and spiritual root are high, But he may not be Fang Xiaoru’s opponent in the future.”
"What do you think it should be?"
"The first three are not good, but the fifth one will definitely have its place."
Yuanning Sanren thought about it for a while, then smiled and said: "Although the fourth Chi Haixiao is a casual cultivator, his cultivation is definitely not inferior to that of the major disciples. After Chongyangzi's generation began to form alchemy, In the foundation-building realm, he should be the leader.”
"Fifth? That's what I thought too, but I don't know why, but something feels wrong. The ranking seems a bit low."
Guanyue frowned deeply, fell into deep thought, and then asked tentatively: "I want to place Zhuang Wudao in second place, what do you think?"
"Second place? Only under that Fang Xiaoru?"
Yuan Ning was surprised, not because of Zhuang Wudao's unexpected ranking, but because of Guan Yue's tone. This man had always been very independent and arbitrary, and rarely asked others.
With his demeanor and words like today, it seems that he is really unsure and hesitant.
"Is this too high?"
While saying this, Yuan Ning suddenly remembered Guan Yue's comments on the previous talent list, and wondered whether it was his immediate boss who was concerned about his own reputation and couldn't step down.
Suddenly remembering something, Yuan Ning smiled and said: "It's just the first draft anyway, and there is still one month before it is officially released. I heard that these people are now in the Lihan Palace ruins, and there will probably be intersections between them.
.Especially Fang Xiaoru, who has a humble and arrogant personality. Once given the opportunity, he will definitely take the initiative to seek out Zhuang Wudao to compete. We will investigate carefully and make a decision after a month."
"Fellow Taoist, you have misunderstood."
Guanyue is such a smart person. He only heard Yuanning's tone and knew what the latter was thinking, and he immediately laughed and shook his head.
"The reason why I hesitate is not that I set Zhuang Wudao too high, but that I set it too low. I have the intention to place him first, but I don't have much confidence. However, waiting for a month to make a final decision does not make it difficult. However,
Based on this first draft, it cannot be based on
Fifth. It can be ranked second after Fang Xiaoru. As for my comments, it also needs to be revised. It is difficult to judge the strength of this son, and the ranking cannot be determined. It seems that he has the ability to keep pace with Fang Xiaoru. In fact, he should be ranked with Fang Xiaoru.
Tied for first place.”
The Sanren of Yuanning simply couldn't understand why Guanyue valued Zhuang Wudao so much. Although his talent and understanding were extremely high, the sect's resources alone were inferior to Fang Xiaoru's. He also had the immortal Taoist body.
The gap, the gap between the two sides, can be described as a world of difference.
But at this time, he was unwilling to disobey Guan Yue's words.
"Then according to Brother Dao's wishes, Zhuang Wudao will be ranked behind Fang Xiaoru."
In my mind, I was thinking that within a month or two at most, there would be results in the Lihan Palace, and the dust would settle, and Guanyue Sanren's face would be even more ugly.
And Zhuang Wudao, who was lifted up into the clouds, will probably be even worse when he falls down. Being targeted by someone like Fang Xiaoru is really not a blessing.
But as long as you can save your life and open your mind, the experience at this time may not be a test.
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At the entrance to the third floor of Lihan Palace, inside the stone hall, Fang Xiaoru was slowly sweating through his heavy clothes under the pressure of Zhuang Wudao's majestic fist.
With his thoughts spreading, Zhuang Wudao's momentum was as solid as a mountain, unmoving. Even when facing the black-robed old man and the green-robed monk, the two golden elixirs that suppressed his cultivation, he could still give in or even outperform.
Fang Xiaoru was the first to bear the brunt. Most of Zhuang Wudao's thoughts were locked on him. His eyes were indifferent and cold, as if he were looking at a dead thing.
It is also like being stared at by an extremely ferocious beast. If you move even slightly, you may be in danger of death.
Subconsciously, Fang Xiaoru wanted to use some of the talismans in his Void Ring. However, after careful consideration, he forcibly restrained himself. The things given to him by the sect were not meant to be used here. They could only be used in the Lihan Palace.
That key place.
But the first one among the people to take action was Xiao Dan, who was hiding thousands of feet away from the stone palace. Five talismans came from a distance and transformed into shapes in the palace. Five huge ice men suddenly gathered together.
They got up. Then they punched each other and slammed them down towards where Zhuang Wudao was standing.
Each of the second-level black ice warriors has more than 80 elephant powers. Their fists are like giant hammers, and when they are swung, they can shake the mountains and the earth.
However, just as they came into contact with the magnetic energy outside Zhuang Wudao's body, these five huge black ice puppets made a roar without warning. The huge bodies all cracked and turned into ice fragments.
Scattered to pieces on the ground.
But Zhuang Wudao stood there without even moving a finger.
Fa Zhi was the second person who followed him. He already had murderous intentions in his heart, and he acted with incomparable decisiveness and sharpness. He swung the Zen staff in his hand, and there was a giant dragon hovering above it, and it swept directly towards Zhuang Wudao's body.
The back mind is like Skanda holding a pestle, the Dharma is solemn.
'Yun'er, with a flick of his sleeves, the magnetic elemental spirit shield flew out and protected him behind him. This sacrificial weapon has been strengthened to be extremely hard after several blood sacrifices, but the magic ban is only 19 levels, which is far inferior.
The Zen staff in the hand of Dharma Wisdom.
But when the seemingly extremely powerful Zen staff hit it, it didn't even have the slightest bit of force. It was obviously powerful enough to reach hundreds of elephants, but it was indescribably weak at this moment. The thing hovering on the staff was
The dragon-shaped energy seems to have encountered an inexplicable force. It flows directly from the shield and disperses, circling along the magnetic energy barrier outside Zhuang Wudao's body, completely uncontrollable by the wisdom of the law.
"How is that possible?"
Fazhi's body also trembled slightly, and the color on his face completely changed. After the head-on confrontation, he truly understood how difficult Zhuang Wudao was. Why did a golden elixir monk like the old man in black robe repeatedly attack him?
Being borrowed to strengthen strength.
It was clear just now that he had become as strong as ever and had reserved four points of his true energy for emergencies. However, he still couldn't stop it. His power was being taken away and transferred. And the magnetic energy shield in front of him seemed to have a sucking force.
The force stuck to his Zen staff, causing the true energy in his body to wander away uncontrollably. Fa Zhi tried to struggle, but was unable to escape for a while.
Then he saw Zhuang Wudao, holding the "Subduing Demons Dingshan Gui", swinging out, with his dragon-shaped Qi energy hovering above him. With a slight strike, the sword light stabbed by the monk in green was forced.
It bounced back.
The magnetic force, with a wave that could be detected by the naked eye, attracted part of the sword power and the blue fire of the monk in blue, and turned back towards him.
“The donor is really deceiving people”
Fazhi snorted, forcibly took back the mahogany Zen staff, and pushed it away a hundred feet away. Then he recited a Buddhist verse, and immediately a three-story golden pagoda suddenly rose from behind him and fell to Zhuang Wudao's head.
Go down.
"Why are you bullying others? I said that people must humiliate themselves before others humiliate them. The Prajna Diamond Sutra of Liaoyuan Temple and the powerful magical power of subduing dragons are nothing more than that."
Yun'er smiled, as if there were eyes behind him. With a flick of his sleeves, a stream of true energy was waved out, spreading its energy through the air and hitting the three-story golden pagoda. However, it was not to kill these three layers.
The three-story golden pagoda was knocked back, but instead it circled and turned into gravity, easily deflecting the three-story golden pagoda, and then flew towards Fang Xiaoru in front of it.
The latter was both shocked and angry: "Monk Fazhi, what are you doing?"
The three-story golden pagoda was as powerful as Qianjun and had the power of nine hundred elephants. When it hit the wolf-tooth knife, it was as strong as Fang Xiaoru. He felt a tightness in his chest and was about to vomit blood.
He was even more afraid of Zhuang Wudao's fierce counterattack, so he withdrew his sword and retreated without hesitation. Fazhi stood thousands of feet away, his face turned purple, and he didn't know how to explain it.
Fortunately, 'Zhuang Wudao, at this time, used the dragon's whisker bodhi branch to gently flick Sima Yuntian's sword again.
It was another ordinary use of strength to shift things around. Sima Yuntian's sword deflected again and stabbed the black-robed old man. The latter had been prepared for it and narrowly avoided it, causing his throat to miss the shadow of the sword.
However, the old man had been accumulating power for a long time, so he naturally swung it in the empty space.