Baihua Fairy Ji Fanxin walked out of the golden dragon chariot, and suddenly the whole Wangshen Mountain was in a state of excitement. Unfortunately, no monk could see her true face clearly, so they could only watch her back and walk towards the Divine Gate.
There was a wry smile on Zhang Ruochen's face. This Baihua Fairy was really not polite at all. She actually took the Jin Bu Long Chariot as her own vehicle and used it directly.
"We must find an opportunity as soon as possible to redeem the golden dragon chariot."
Suddenly, Zhang Ruochen noticed Mu Lingxi's eyes, staring at his face.
Zhang Ruochen's heart tightened slightly. He understood what was going on and said, "It's a long story. I'll tell you the reason later."
Mu Lingxi did not ask immediately, because she knew that the golden dragon chariot also had extraordinary significance to Zhang Ruochen. How could it fall into the hands of other monks unless it was a last resort?
However, Mu Lingxi was quite curious in her heart. Are the Baihua Fairy, whose reputation spreads all over the world, and Zhang Ruochen enemies or friends?
If it was an enemy, then she must have snatched the Jin Bu Long Chariot from Zhang Ruochen's hands.
If they are friends, then their relationship...
Just when Mu Lingxi was thinking wildly, Zhang Ruochen handed a stack of talismans to her hands and said: "There will be certain dangers when entering the Conferred God Platform. These are four heavenly sword talismans. After each one is played, it will explode.
The power is comparable to the full blow of the Three-Step Saint King."
Seeing Zhang Ruochen's actions, Mu Lingxi blinked her beautiful eyes and smiled angrily: "You didn't have a guilty conscience and deliberately took out the Heavenly Sword Talisman to compensate me, right?"
Zhang Ruochen did not shy away and said: "To be honest, these four Heavenly Sword Talismans were really purchased from Givenchy."
Mu Lingxi was very smart. When she heard what Zhang Ruochen said, she immediately thought of something and said, "Did you buy the talisman you used to attack Yin Yang Palace from her?"
"The vast majority are." Zhang Ruochen said solemnly.
Mu Lingxi's eyes turned slightly red, and she probably guessed what was going on.
In order to attack the Luna Dojo and regain the heads of his senior brothers, sisters and friends, Zhang Ruochen probably sold or mortgaged the Golden Dragon Chariot to Baihua Fairy.
There are very few people in the world who dare to help Zhang Ruochen and Guanghan Realm. Zhang Ruochen must have suffered a big loss in this transaction.
However, she did nothing to attack the Luna Dojo.
"What are you thinking about?" Zhang Ruochen smiled.
"No...nothing."
Mu Lingxi took the four Heavenly Sword Talismans and looked in the direction of the Shenmen, staring at Ji Fanxin, not knowing what she was thinking in her heart.
Next to him, Xiang Chunan shook his head and sighed, "Every woman in the Realm of Truth is so ugly that people can't look directly at her. Fortunately, she wears a veil, otherwise I might be blind!"
Xiang Chunan spoke in a loud voice, which immediately attracted murderous glances.
Even Ji Fanxin, who was about to enter the divine gate, twitched her ears slightly, as if she heard these words, and a frightening cold air was released from her body.
Any woman, no matter how advanced she is, must care about her appearance.
There were countless suitors and admirers of Baihua Fairy. Some of them, male monks with strong self-restraint and strong cultivation, rolled up their sleeves, released their holy power, and surrounded Xiang Chunan.
Some monks who wanted to please Fairy Baihua also showed angry expressions and were ready to take action.
"How dare you blaspheme my goddess Baihua Fairy? You are looking for death."
"Who are you calling ugly? If you have the guts, say it again. Do you believe that this young master will beat you all over the place?"
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Xiang Chunan clenched his fists with both hands, moved his wrists, and said in a rough voice: "Ugly is ugly, and you don't allow others to say it? Do you think that wearing a veil will prevent others from seeing how ugly she is? Then
Your skin, your figure, your temperament, are you one ten thousandth better than my junior sister?"
Zhang Ruochen saw that Ji Fanxin had stopped and his slender figure was trembling slightly. He was obviously very angry.
Fearing that Xiang Chunan would cause big trouble and be besieged, Zhang Ruochen rushed forward and stopped him from continuing to talk.
"Brother Zhang, why are you stopping me? Am I not telling the truth?" Xiang Chunan said indignantly.
"Shut your mouth first."
Zhang Ruochen scolded, then clasped his hands and explained to everyone, "My brother, his eyes... are different from ordinary people. I didn't mean to offend the fairy. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."
An angelic monk with wings on his back snorted coldly: "Is an apology useful? He is completely provoking, and his tongue must be cut out."
"Goug out his eyes." Another monk shouted.
A young man with an elder and a pair of goat's horns said coldly: "Today, it is impossible to just give up. Naturally, a fairy would not bother to teach a low-level creature a lesson, but this young master is willing to do it for me."
Zhang Ruochen showed an unhappy expression and said, "Who do you think is a low-level creature?"
Xiang Chunan no longer held back and rushed out, saying: "Brother Zhang, he is talking about me. Don't stop me anymore, I will beat all the bones in his body to pieces."
The young man with the horns showed a contemptuous look and said with a smile: "Okay, let's see who beat whose bones... ah..."
Before he could finish speaking, the young man with sheep's horns was punched by Xiang Chunan and was thrown flying. His rather handsome face was twisted in pain.
Xiang Chunan felt aggrieved. He was scolded as a low-level creature even though he was telling the truth. Therefore, he acted very fiercely and vented all the anger in his heart. His iron fists continuously hit the body of the young man with ramrod horns.
"Bang bang."
The sounds of fists, bones breaking, and screams were all intertwined.
Zhang Ruochen did not stop him. After all, he had apologized. However, these people had no intention of letting Xiang Chunan go. In this case, they could only let them suffer some pain.
"Why bother with a person with distorted aesthetics?" Zhang Ruochen sighed.
A moment later, the young man with sheep's horns was beaten by Xiang Chunan until his nose and face were bruised and his face was bleeding. He curled up on the ground, trembling like a little quail.
"A powerful half-step holy king was beaten by this black fool and was unable to fight back."
"Hei Lunzi's physical body is quite powerful, maybe he is an ancient relic."
The monks who had previously wanted to denounce Xiang Chunan all showed fear and became hesitant. They did not want to follow in the footsteps of the young man with sheep's horns.
It would be a shame if the hero did not become a hero and instead became a bear.
Xiang Chunan's body was full of momentum, exuding a jet-black brilliance, and he roared loudly, "What are you looking at? Who wants to be beaten? Just come here."
The monks quickly stepped back, fearing that they would get too close and become the target of Xiang Chunan's attack.
Ji Fanxin stared deeply at Xiang Chunan, showing a thoughtful look. Then, Qianli's figure swayed slightly and disappeared into the divine door.
After Ji Fanxin left, the monks lost all will to fight and retreated into the crowd dejectedly.
Only the young man with the horns was still curled up on the ground, unable to move, looking pitiful.
The companion of the young man with sheep's horns originally wanted to walk over and help him up from the ground, but when he saw Xiang Chunan's fierce appearance, he was immediately frightened away.
Zhang Ruochen walked to Xiang Chunan and sent a message to him: "Be smarter when speaking from now on. The most important thing is, don't comment on the appearance of female monks. No matter how ugly they look, don't say it."
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"Okay, brother, I'll listen." Xiang Chunan patted his thick chest.
Zhang Ruochen knew very well that Xiang Chunan had a carefree personality, and now he promised that he might not forget everything in a short while. Therefore, he just nodded with a wry smile.
In the next hour, more and more monks came from all directions. Some held invitations and entered the Divine Gate directly. More monks stayed at Wangshen Mountain, waiting for the qualification test.
"It is said that the qualification test is different every year. I don't know what the qualification test will be this year?"
"Why haven't you started yet? If you wait any longer, all the holy fruits and holy springs in the Conferred God Platform will be taken away by other monks."
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Just when all the monks were getting impatient, Zhang Ruochen noticed something, so he raised his head and stared upward.
Ten white haloes appeared above everyone's heads.
At first, the white halo was only the size of a fist. Gradually, it became bigger and bigger, turning into ten white clouds. On top of each cloud, there was a white stone battle platform hundreds of feet long and wide, suspended in mid-air.
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All the monks on the top of the mountain noticed this change, raised their heads one after another, stared at the ten battle platforms, and bursts of discussion came from their mouths.
"Is it the way to fight in an arena?"
"It is said that only a very small number of monks can pass the qualification test of each Conferred God Platform Conference. If it is an arena battle, only the top three thousand monks may be qualified to enter the venue."
There are a large number of monks on Wangshen Mountain. Even if the Temple of Truth offers 3,000 places, it will still be a drop in the bucket and the competition will be fierce.
Zhang Ruochen looked thoughtful and felt that the possibility of a ring battle was very low.
There are only ten battle platforms in the air. With the number of monks in the major worlds, even if each monk goes up and walks around, it will take at least several days to finish all the monks. By that time, the Conferred God Platform Conference will have already been held
It's over.
How will the Temple of Truth verify the qualifications of monks?
Above the ten formations, an old Confucian with a three-foot white beard appeared.
The old Confucian looked down at the people below, with a kind smile on his wrinkled face: "I am the instrument spirit of the Holy Spirit Book, and also the host of this qualification test. Now, I will read to everyone, the qualification test
rules."
"The duration of this qualification test is three hours. Within three hours, everyone must step onto the battle stage and defeat a Holy Void Body of the same realm. The winner can enter the Conferred God Stage."
Xiang Chunan looked surprised: "Is it that simple?"
"It's not simple at all." Zhang Ruochen shook his head.
Xiang Chunan said: "Why is it not simple? Is the Holy Void Body on the battlefield very strong?"
Zhang Ruochen said solemnly: "The entire qualification test only lasts three hours. With so many monks gathered together, it is not easy for you to get on the battlefield first. In other words, more than 90% of the people present are
No monk can even get on the battlefield."
Mu Lingxi nodded and said: "Yes, the difficulty of being the first to step onto the battlefield is far more difficult than fighting against the Holy Void Body."
Xiang Chunan finally figured it out, and immediately glared at the old Confucian fiercely: "Damn old man, you actually gave us such a big problem. In this way, it is useless no matter how strong a person is.
, if it is attacked by hundreds of monks, it will be impossible to withstand it."?
Mu Lingxi smiled and said: "If you are strong, you still have some advantages."
Zhang Ruochen smiled and said: "For other monks, it is really difficult to be the first to step onto the battlefield. But for us, it is extremely easy."?
Xiang Chunan showed a look of joy and said, "Brother Zhang, do you have any unique tips?"