Chapter five hundred and ninety seventh you are not qualified
The second chapter is here, 4,000 words, please support me!
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Just as he was following everyone in the direction of the cheers, Patriarch Tianjiang suddenly sprinkled a stream of white powder around him. After the powder dispersed, it slowly woven into the sky.
A thin veil-like mist.
This light dance slowly enveloped the late-stage pill-forging monks who came out of the Xuanbing Palace together with the ancestors, and slowly disappeared in the sky.
Lu Ping raised his head and looked into the void in the distance. There seemed to be faint fluctuations of spiritual energy coming from there. If not for the fact that Lu Ping's spiritual consciousness could barely compare with the monks in the early stage of the Dharma Phase after advancing to the late stage of Alchemy, he would have wanted to discover this slight trace.
The fluctuation is extremely difficult.
However, Lu Ping's attention was quickly attracted by the two people fighting in the field below.
A line of flame suddenly shot out from below. The flame shook its head and tail in mid-air and turned into a menacing giant flame tiger.
The giant tiger roared silently at a monk on the ground, fluttered his limbs, and immediately rushed towards a Canghai Sect disciple who was fighting with Yao Yong.
The disciples of the Canghai Sect who were fighting against Yao Yong were originally at a disadvantage. When the giant flaming tiger roared down from mid-air, the monks of the Canghai Sect hurriedly blocked a defensive magic weapon in their hands in front of them and collided head-on with the giant flaming tiger.
together.
There was a muffled sound of "bang", and the huge flame tiger hit the face of the magic weapon. The Canghai Sect disciple's face was filled with joy, but before the smile on his face bloomed, a trace of fear flashed across his eyes.
However, before the Canghai Sect disciples could prepare, the giant flaming tiger suddenly exploded from mid-air. The defensive magic weapon in front of the giant tiger was immediately blown away by the power of the explosion, rolling towards the red-faced man who seemed to be about to
The Canghai Sect monks flew away as if they were dripping blood.
However, Yao Yong was unyielding and did not wait for the heavily damaged defensive magic weapon to be controlled by the monks of the Canghai Sect again. He had already bullied him, grabbed a ball of fire in each hand, and shot it towards the monks of the Canghai Sect.
At this time, the Canghai Sect monk was already out of breath from the self-explosion of the giant flame tiger. Seeing Yao Yong holding a ball of fire in his hand and shooting towards him again, the Canghai Sect monk had no choice but to raise his hands, and in the palm of his hand,
Each has a group of cold fog condensed into it.
However, before the cold mist could take shape, Yao Yong's fireball magical power had already exploded in the cold mist. The Canghai Sect monks could no longer withstand Yao Yong's fierce attack. He spat out a mouthful of blood and quickly retreated back.
Within your own camp.
Yao Yong did not pursue, but stood in the middle of the field and laughed loudly, saying: "The clamor was quite loud earlier, saying that he wanted to replace me in the Beihai rookie rankings, but unfortunately his strength was so poor that he couldn't even use one move"
Even the small magical power of "Flame Transformation into Spirits" is beyond my reach. Although the two sects of Canghai Sect merge into one and are known as the third largest sect in Beihai, their disciples are nothing more than that."
There was a commotion in the camp of the Canghai Sect opposite. Although the monks of the Canghai Sect looked angry, the monk who was defeated by Yao Yong did not want to compete with Yao Yong regardless of his cultivation level or the age of cultivation. However, he did not expect that his strength was inferior.
He was so big that he was beaten so easily by Yao Yong until he vomited blood and was seriously injured. Although the Canghai Sect monks resented Yao Yong for speaking arrogantly, they were helpless.
Several Canghai Sect disciples persuaded a monk of the sect who was sitting cross-legged on the side: "Senior Brother Shang Wu, that 'Fire Tiger' Yao Yong is too arrogant. Senior Brother Shang Bing can't even take ten moves in his hands."
He was seriously injured, and now I am afraid that only you, Senior Brother Sheng, can defeat him."
The monk named Shang Wu slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Yao Yong, who was showing off in the field ahead and receiving cheers from the monks of his sect, and said: "Huh, that Yao Yong is not at the level of the fourth level of Alchemy.
I am only ranked 19th on the Beihai Rookie List, so there is no need for me to take action. What I want to challenge is the Water Sword Immortal of the True Spirit Sect who has dominated the Beihai Rookie List for decades.
'Lu Xuanping!"
A monk next to him smiled apologetically and said: "No senior brother has lofty ambitions, far beyond what we can compare with, but this 'Fire Tiger' is too arrogant. Two senior brothers, Shang Hui and Shang Ming, did not come this time. If Shang
If no senior brother does not take action, among the three generations of disciples of our sect, and among the monks who have practiced for less than a hundred years, I am afraid that no one will be his opponent."
Master Shang Wu pondered for a moment and said: "What you said makes sense. Shang Ming is just that. But senior brother Shang Hui is still stronger than me. He is ranked sixth on the rookie list. This fire tiger is no match for him."
The apologetic Canghai Sect monk saw that there was no sign of relenting, and he felt happy. Knowing that the senior brother in front of him was usually at odds with senior brother Shang Ming, he quickly followed his tone and said, "Senior Brother There is no one who is far ahead of what we are waiting for."
, what he said is naturally correct. If the Fire Tiger Master is suppressed again this time, in the Beihai Rookie List half a year later, there will be no senior ranked in the top ten. "
Shan Wuzhen felt proud and stood up to walk towards the field. But at this moment, Yao Yong shouted in the field for a while. After finding that no one was going to fight anymore, he began to think about his own camp and left.
Wu Zhenren was in a hurry, but for a moment he forgot to block the exit, and instead raised his hand and threw a hoop, thinking that Yao Yong's head would fall.
The real strength of the yet-to-be real person is not weaker than Yao Yong, and Yao Yong never expected that someone would sneak attack behind him in full view of everyone, and he was caught off guard for a moment.
Seeing that Yao Yong was in a hurry and could not take the powerful and heavy blow from Sheng Wu Zhenren. When the hoop was about to fall on Yao Yong's head, a figure suddenly appeared next to Yao Yong and slapped Yao Yong.
Yong pushed out, and the hoop fell, but this figure took the blow from Hengwu Zhenren instead of Yao Yong.
"Kara!"
The hoop suddenly shrank, and the figure was immediately crushed into pieces by the huge force of the hoop.
That figure was clearly a puppet. Just now, Yao Yong had received an unexpected sneak attack from a real person, but he himself was turned into debris.
Yao Yong looked at the fragments on the ground, white hair sweat had already appeared on his back, and then he cursed angrily: "Which bitch is so despicable that he actually used this method? He is not afraid of the Beihai monks poking the backbone of your sect.
What?"
Yao Yong's words were so vicious that the monks of the Canghai Sect around Heng Wu Zhen were stunned for a moment, and then their faces turned hot. The monks who had previously persuaded Sheng Wu Zhen to take action looked at Sheng Wu Zhen again.
There was a hint of blame in them.
Yao Yong's face turned red from the scolding of No Real Person. Although his attack was a sneak attack, it was really unintentional at the beginning. But now under the watchful eyes of various sects in Beihai, no real explanations could be given to him.
Time actually got into a dilemma.
The people in Canghaizong today have made Wu Zhenren lose his fortune.
When he thought of the ridicule of the monks from various sects, the anger of the elders of the sect, and the cold looks from behind by his fellow disciples, Wu Zhenren's blood suddenly surged.
Yao Yong saw that in the Canghai Sect's camp, more than a dozen third-generation disciples who were originally standing together, at some point, in an imperceptibly clever way, each placed themselves in a group without leaving their own camp.
This is another formation in which no real person has been completely isolated.
There is no real person who has naturally discovered the actions of his brothers, so how could he not understand everyone's intentions? He, who was already extremely self-blame, was hit even harder. The true energy in his blood instantly lost its restraint and ran rampant in his body.
stand up.
Obsessed?
Yao Yong saw the monk from Canghai Sect standing there in front of him, staring at Yao Yong without attacking or speaking.
Inexplicably, he waited impatiently, and was about to open his mouth to ask what the other person meant, but saw that the person's face suddenly turned purple, and a mouthful of reverse blood suddenly spurted out.
Yao Yong was startled, his eyes widened, and said: "No, I just scolded you for a few words and it's like this? This is too ridiculous. Your sneak attack just now almost killed me."
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A monk who was about thirty years old suddenly came out from behind Wu Zhenren. The monk first looked at Yao Yong with a gloomy look, and Yao Yong felt a pair of sharp swords pierce directly into his core space.
Yao Yong unconsciously took two steps back, and then he realized that the monk's gaze just now was so sharp, and he was actually scared.
The thirty-year-old monk slapped Shan Wu Zhenren on the heart with his palm. Shan Wu Zhenren yelled and suddenly woke up from the demonic barrier.
Looking at the person in front of him, there was no real person with a pale face, and he whispered: "Uncle Xiyi, my disciple is incompetent..."
The thirty-year-old monk waved his hand and said: "You don't need to say anything. I saw everything that happened just now, uncle. Your blow was just an unintentional act. It's just a man who has the world in mind. If you do it, you do it.
If it's wrong, it's wrong. How can you let people go crazy with just a few words and almost destroy your cultivation? How can you not make me angry when your mental state and cultivation are so bad? "
There was no real person who looked ashamed. The thirty-year-old monk waved his hand and said: "After returning, go to the Law Enforcement Hall to receive your five-year punishment, and then go to Xishui Cliff to think about the past. If you have any problems with cultivation in the future, you can go to Xiyi Cave to find them.
I asked."
No real person looked excited and said quickly: "Thank you, uncle!"
The surrounding Canghai Sect disciples heard that Master Xiu had been sent to Xishui Cliff to meditate on his past mistakes, but their faces showed envy. But then they saw Master Xiyi's eyes sweeping over him, and everyone looked ashamed, lowering their heads and not daring to talk to him.
Look at each other.
Master Xiyi turned to look at Yao Yong and suddenly smiled: "Are you Qu Xuancheng's disciple?"
Yao Yong was frightened by the sight of Master Xiyi earlier, and he secretly felt that he had lost face. When he heard Master Xiyi's question, he stood up straight and said: "Exactly, I dare to ask who the senior is, but with the junior
Do you know the teacher?"
Master Xiyi smiled and said: "That's right, I didn't expect Qu Xuancheng to be unable to practice on his own, but if he teaches a disciple, he might be able to be among his disciples in the future."
When Yao Yong heard that the other party looked down on his teacher, how could Master Qu Xuancheng be a monk who was about to achieve enlightenment? Yao Yong immediately said angrily: "Senior, what a strong tone. My teacher is currently practicing in seclusion. After he comes out of seclusion, he will become a Dharma minister."
Ancestor, I wonder what my seniors are capable of?"
After a pause, Yao Yong blushed and said again: "I wonder, senior, would you dare to give me some advice?"
Master Xiyi looked at the indignant Yao Yong and said with a dumb smile: "I don't know how high the world is, but you are exactly like Qu Xuancheng back then, but you are far from qualified now."
Yao Yong wanted to say something else, but in front of him was a flower. Master Xiyi suddenly disappeared.
In the void on the side of the True Spirit Sect, Guo Xuanshan, the real person, said with a somewhat solemn expression: "Zhang Xiyi? Didn't you expect him to come too?"
Lu Ping saw that the faces of the many late-stage alchemy forging monks around him were a bit ugly, so he asked: "Uncle Master, who is this Xiyi?"
Master Guo Xuanshan glanced at Lu Ping and said: "This man is a peerless genius among the second generation disciples of the Canghai Sect. Among the monks of his generation in Beihai, this man was once as famous as the 'Beihai Twins'. Later I heard that I didn't know the crime."
He made some mistake, but he was suppressed by the ancestor of Dongji. There has been no news about him for decades. His cultivation level is already at the peak of the alchemy stage, and he is only one step away from the Dharma."
Lu Ping said disapprovingly: "Although this person is very powerful, he is also too arrogant. Wouldn't Uncle Master advance to the Dharma Stage before him?"
Master Guo Xuanshan shook his head and said: "It's different. Although I am stronger than him at this time, once this person advances to the Dharma phase, I am afraid he will overwhelm me. This time the two sides are facing each other, uncle, I am a surprise soldier, and I will use
He is here to deal with the opponent's Dharma cultivators, but Zhang Xiyi is here. No matter it is the Xuanling sect or our own sect, no one in the Alchemy stage is his opponent."
"Does this person have such strength? Isn't it possible that even if my uncle has sealed the Dharma phase stage, he won't be his opponent?"
Lu Ping didn't believe it. Master Guo Xuanshan looked at Lu Ping and said: "If Senior Brother Tianlin has not advanced to the Dharma Phase Stage at this time, he can be beaten. Senior Sister Tianling and Tian Qin can also compete with him before they advance to the Dharma Appearance Stage."
They are evenly matched, but this time the three of them have been restrained and cannot come. They are all Dharma cultivators now, so they are no longer comparable."
"However," Master Guo Xuanshan thought for a while and said: "If Senior Brother Liang Xuanfeng is here, he can deal with Zhang Xiyi, but it can only be dealt with. It is impossible to defeat him. I rely on defense under his hands.
It's possible to escape, but I'm afraid it will involve some injuries. Junior Brother Qu fought with him back then, but was defeated by him."
Lu Ping breathed a sigh of relief and said: "It seems that after this person advances to the Dharma Stage, Feng Xudao of the Xuanling Sect will most likely not be his opponent."
Master Guo Xuanshan couldn't help but said: "That Feng Xudao was just because he practiced for a hundred years earlier than me. Even if my strength at this time is compared with Feng Xudao before he advanced, even if it is not as good, it is not too far behind."
, Feng Xudao’s strength before he advanced to the Dharma Phase Stage was only about the same as that of Senior Brother Liang Xuanfeng.”