His words were too fresh, but his tone was extremely certain, and everyone looked at him.
"This? Isn't this the person who jumped from the early stage of Jindan to the early stage of Nascent Soul by chance on the first day?! The sickly fifth son of the Qi family?"
A black-robed swordsman held a white sword in his hand, his mouth wide open in shock.
"Ah?! It's him. He said that... Could it be that the opportunities here are really competitive... This is still Luolan City in the Western Region, and the Qi Clan of the Sword Sect is a local snake..."
This is what a Confucian monk carrying a bookcase said.
The cadence of his voice was just right. When it was time to pause, he pretended to think deeply, and then he furrowed his brows and speculated with worry on his face.
His elegant temperament could not help but make many monks explore along his train of thought.
At this time, a man wearing a red robe with a shaved head suddenly stood next to these two people.
He is tall and strong, his red robe is loosely tied at the chest, his brows are sharp but there is a kind of sadness and joy, and his dark and deep pupils are full of stories.
A low and hoarse voice came:
"If someone's path is not difficult, why would it embarrass others?"
"Don't see clearly, don't let your mind be confused."
The red-clothed monk's words were like a yellow bell, shattering the barriers around everyone in an instant. Dragons and snakes wormed their way into their hearts, listening to the words of Lai Tianyin Buddha.
Fang Zhe's image was originally similar to that of a Buddhist cultivator, but now that his consciousness has been restored, his eyes are no longer confused and empty, but more clear and sad.
"This..." The discussion gradually started.
"This... the master of Zhenmo Temple actually admitted it?! He actually wanted to win this opportunity?!"
"I have been to this seminar a hundred and eighty times, but I have never heard of this..." Some people also expressed doubts about this.
"Hmph, have you encountered an opportunity?"
"No ah?"
"So you don't know about this."
"..."
"Yes...these Nascent Souls are so powerful that they compete with each other, and even swear an oath with their swords. If the life pulses of the cultivators are fighting against each other, their cultivation will naturally be higher than ours..."
Someone scanned the Nascent Soul cultivation levels of several people in the audience, and then glanced at Yu Dongming, who was also a Jindan cultivator but had a higher cultivation level than himself.
He said angrily: "I know!!! These people are just fighting for a huge opportunity. How can these people be treated like monkeys and allowed to be manipulated by them! Use us to cause disaster! They can easily survive the disaster!!!"
"That's right!!! That's what I think! Otherwise, this man is obviously full of spiritual power, how could he be a demon cultivator! He's not even crazy! His face is just a bit scary!!!"
"What do you mean? Our parents are responsible for our bodies and skin. Do you look down on us ordinary-looking people?!!"
The monks suddenly became furious, and their accumulated temper suddenly exploded at this moment.
There are almost tens of thousands of monks in the Demon-Suppressing Temple. At this moment, they look at each other with disgust and use harsh words to mock each other. They don't do anything simply because... they don't dare!
"Just you? Are you worthy of being the evil young master?"
"Haha, it's just me. What's wrong? Aren't you convinced that I had a small chance here before? If you're not convinced, you can fight me directly out of Roland City!!"
"Huh, come out!"
"Girl, girl! I treat you sincerely!"
"Go away and start with your new acquaintances from the Hehuan Sect!"
"..."
Zhang Yunsheng and Liu Yunqing both opened their eyes wide and stared blankly at the changes happening around them. For a moment, the two of them turned around and looked at each other with astonishment in each other's eyes.
"Ahem, Senior Sister Zhang, Senior Brother Liu, in public, it's not appropriate for you to hug each other, linger like this, flirt with each other, and have such deep affection for each other."
Jiang Su suddenly turned around and raised his head slightly towards the two of them.
The little girl's eyes were closed, her eyes narrowed into an arc, and a faint smile was outlined in the lying silkworm.
Liu Yunqing blushed first, and a ball of fire burned from his cheeks to the tips of his ears. He struggled a few times with the long talisman chain on his body, and forcibly broke the sealed talisman. He suppressed his tone and said calmly: "We have formed a contract, that's the way it is.
companion."
Zhang Yunsheng: "..." Yun Qing...
Jiang Su: "..." Xiu?
Wang Jia, who was coming slowly: "..."
When did they develop this relationship?! Why didn't she notice it when she was Dong Yiyi?!!
"But... at least when you are playing with things like chains and seals... don't do it in front of us... I am still a child and I can't listen to this..."
The sound of rustling wind could be heard in my ears, and through the long chain of talismans there was actually the crisp sound of the collision of iron tools.
"..."
"Your Shifang Sect's talisman cultivators...the talisman chains are well made...very authentic..."
Wang Jia commented sincerely.
At this time, the remaining two Gonghuo people, Fang Zhe and Xia Qingming, also came over and heard the entire conversation.
Fang Zhe added: "The little doctor is still a child and can't listen."
Xia Qingming: "...a very powerful talisman cultivator."
Zhang Yunsheng's eyelashes twitched slightly under everyone's teasing, and he calmly loosened his hand around Liu Yunqing's waist, pretending to be calm.
But Liu Yunqing's fire did not go out, and the tips of his ears were as red as cinnabar.
"Ahem, that's it. The main thing hasn't been done yet." Jiang Su suddenly interrupted.
She suddenly turned around and faced Yu Dongming who was not far away. After listening to the voice and identifying her position, she silently put away the glass bottle of incense in her hand.
The next moment, Mary Su, the girl in colorful clothes, suddenly swept her sleeves and stood up straight, "You guys have different abilities, please pull them out and show them off."
The two old men behind Yu Dongming also suddenly released murderous intent, and the coercion belonging to the late stage of Jindan and the early stage of Yiyuanying was released at the same time.
Counting the one late-stage Nascent Soul monk who was in the dark before, now they are two Nascent Souls and two Golden Cores.
The three Nascent Souls on Jiang Su's side have already exposed their strength.
"No, how dare you compete with us for a chance with this kind of strength?"
She deliberately lengthened the tone of the word chance. The monks around her were already in confusion. Some suddenly heard the word "chance" and the noise became even more fierce.
Yu Dongming's eyes were cold and his forehead was beating with anger. The most annoying thing is that he still can't see clearly the face of this female cultivator in colorful clothes!!!
"Who is this person?! She calls these two senior brothers and sisters! She is from the Shifang Sect. If she is a person, I will definitely know her!"
As soon as his eyes fell on Liuli Caiyi, he would immediately be stimulated by the dazzling colorful light and burst into hazy tears. He didn't want to cry!!!
Unable to hold back his nose and sniffle, Yu Dongming turned his face away and stared hard at the person beside him...
Buddhist practice? No.
Confucianism cultivator? He looks angry.
Zhang Yunsheng and Liu Yunqing? Damn it, you are immoral!
This swordsman in black...is staring at him!
Wang Jia, who was inexplicably targeted by several monks from the opposite side: "..."
He took a deep breath, held the sword on his waist, and unsheathed it.
In an instant, the coercion brought by the cultivation in the middle stage of Nascent Soul once again struck all the monks within a radius of thirty feet.
"thump--"
Like melons falling, the monks knelt on the ground one after another, unable to move.
The same is true for Yu Dongming and the two monks behind him.
