Chapter 108 The Great War Begins, Betting at the Opening Market
Human Spirit Star Territory, Baiyu Mountain.
This is the place where Wu Junyan and Changsun Qian are due to fight, and there is only one month left before the appointment.
Chen Qingyuan rushed here non-stop, inquiring about news all the way, and finally arrived here.
Looking around, it was a dark place filled with Taoist friends from all walks of life.
In order not to attract other people's attention, Chen Qingyuan disguised himself, wearing a darker cloth and a bamboo hat, making him look like a fisherman.
The three-core star field in the Northern Wilderness is the Tianhe River, the Earth Element, and the Human Spirit.
The practitioners here are generally much stronger than those in other star regions, and the first-rate forces have Mahayana monks at their command, with profound foundations.
If Chen Qingyuan exposes the identity of the ten heroes of the Northern Wilderness, he will definitely cause a lot of trouble. Therefore, he should keep a low profile when he should, otherwise he will be the one who suffers.
Master Yu Chenran once told him that the identity and background of Daoyi Academy should not be exposed unless necessary.
"Where is that guy Lao Wu?"
Chen Qingyuan stood at the foot of Baiyu Mountain and glanced around, but did not see Wu Junyan.
There were many people talking nearby. Chen Qingyuan moved slightly and listened carefully.
"It is said that Miss Changsun used to be very beautiful, and she was the most beautiful woman in the world."
Many people know about this and miss the appearance of the former Changsun Qian.
"Why are you so...burly now?"
The person asking the question did not dare to say the word ugly for fear of accidentally offending someone.
"I got the news from my old man that Miss Changsun obtained a superior secret book a hundred years ago, and she went crazy while practicing it, causing her figure to change drastically and her appearance to be completely ruined. Alas! What a pity!"
In the past, Chang Sun Qian's talent and appearance were among the best in the world, putting countless women to shame.
Restoring it to its original appearance is not an easy task.
Perhaps, only when Changsun Qian has cultivated the superior secret technique to a great level, can he turn things around and return to the way he was before.
Through the discussions among the crowd, Chen Qingyuan learned a lot of useful information.
Changsun Qian is the saint of the Piaomiao Palace, with a very high status. However, due to her appearance, some senior officials in the Piaomiao Palace seem to have the idea of replacing her.
After all, it is really disgraceful for an ugly girl to represent the Piaomiao Palace in all walks of life.
Half a month later, Wu Junyan appeared, dressed in white, standing on the top of Baiyu Mountain with an extraordinary temperament.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ
Everyone looked at Wu Junyan with a bit of admiration in their eyes.
It has to be said that Wu Junyan's appearance is still very good, otherwise he would not have attracted the attention of countless women. The more elegant and cold he is, the more he can attract the attention of the beautiful women of heaven.
"Wait until Lao Wu finishes the fight and then talk to him."
Chen Qingyuan didn't want to show his face now, lest Wu Junyan change the target and target himself.
Although Chen Qingyuan was forced to not make an appointment with Wu Junyan back then, he had some reasons for it. If he met Wu Junyan now, he would definitely not be able to sit down and reminisce about the past.
Chen Qingyuan stayed in a corner, waiting for the date of the fight to arrive.
Soon, half a month passed.
A woman in black armor appeared, followed closely behind by a group of monks with a good aura.
Changsun Qian is as tall and strong as an ox and has an ugly appearance. She holds a dark long ax in her hand and looks very heroic.
Being famous is worse than seeing her. When Chen Qingyuan looked at Changsun Qian dressed up like this, his eyes were dull for a moment, and he thought to himself: "Was this girl really good-looking before?"
Whose woman uses an ax as a weapon?
Just this long ax can crush a large number of girls to death.
"Only Lao Wu can enjoy this blessing!"
Chen Qingyuan silently felt sad for Wu Junyan.
Wu Junyan had been drugged before. She was a saint from a certain holy land, and she was very beautiful. Now, Wu Junyan has attracted girls like Changsun Qian. She is so charming!
"Master Wu, you are a person who values commitment the most. If you lose, you must accompany me for seven days and you will not regret it."
Before the war started, Chang Sun Qian emphasized this.
"As long as you can win, Wu will definitely keep his promise."
Wu Junyan just spent seven days enjoying the scenery with Changsun Qian. Wu Junyan didn't have any psychological pressure. In his eyes, all women in the world are pink skeletons and stumbling blocks on the road to spiritual practice.
No matter how beautiful or ugly she is, it can't make Wu Junyan's heart fluctuate too much.
"Okay, I just like Mr. Wu's character, to be honest."
Chang Sun Qian's voice was as ethereal and sweet as a lark. If you close your eyes, it would be a pleasure to listen to her speak. However, when everyone looked at Chang Sun Qian, who was eight feet tall and full of muscles, they felt a little off-putting.
"Take action!"
If Wu Junyan wants to become stronger, he can only defeat the monsters of the Northern Wilderness at the same time. When he reaches a certain level, he can go to Dizhou and stand on a bigger stage.
"Be careful."
After the words fell, Chang Sun Qian took action, and the ax in his hand struck Wu Junyan, dividing the void and shattering the top of Baiyu Mountain.
As the battle between the two began, everyone felt the aura of their cultivation, both of which were at the peak of the Nascent Soul Realm.
A three-foot sword fell from the sky.
Wu Junyan grasped the sword in the air, causing the sword to fall into his hand, and blocked Changsun Qian's attack with one sword.
Then, Wu Junyan's momentum was overwhelming, and the powerful aura erupted with the power of the sword, setting off a terrifying storm that surged in all directions, causing the onlookers to take a few steps back.
Changsun Qian struck out with an axe, cutting Wu Junyan's sword power into two halves.
The two of them fought in the clouds, and all the clouds and mist covering tens of thousands of miles around receded.
As the battle intensified, a crack appeared in the sky. Through the crack, you could see thousands of stars, dazzling and dazzling, and you could also see countless starry sky matter floating in the dark and dead space. I don’t know how many years have passed, as if it had been forever.
in this way.
After hundreds of rounds, no one had the upper hand.
They are all ten heroes of the Northern Wilderness, and their strength is at the top level of their peers. It is difficult to determine the winner in a short period of time.
Practitioners who came from all star regions and various sects watched the battle with great interest.
Many people opened the market and placed bets.
"Count me in."
Chen Qingyuan also joined in and bet hundreds of high-grade spiritual stones that Wu Junyan would win, which was a kind of support for his brother.
"Brother, his clothes may seem simple, but his temperament is extraordinary. I wonder which sect he is a master disciple of?"
Someone noticed Chen Qingyuan, dressed in splendid clothes, holding a folding fan in his hand, looking elegant and clasping his fists.
"Just a casual cultivator."
Chen Qingyuan didn't want to expose his identity, so it was safest to keep a low profile.
Only those idiots are afraid that others will not know about them. Of course, if you have the strength to surpass the current world, then it will be different. If you don't have that ability, it is the safest way to just keep going.
After all, Chen Qingyuan had stayed in Tianyuan for hundreds of years, and was listed as one of the ten heroes of the Northern Wilderness. There are many people who covet and hate him.
"Even casual cultivators may have high achievements in the future."
The young man with good temperament squinted his eyes slightly, thinking that Chen Qingyuan must be lying, but he did not expose it and chuckled.
Who is this guy!
Chen Qingyuan cursed in his heart. He just wanted to watch this battle in a low-key manner and did not want to attract attention.