"Fellow Taoists, please come to the Guqin stage for a while."
As soon as the word "There is no hidden iron gun" came, everyone in the open space under the twin towers was silent for a moment, and then there was an uproar.
This magical power of transmitting sound through the air and controlling the whole audience with voice is really amazing! It is true that there is no iron gun hidden. It is really extraordinary and the best in the world.
"It's really great that you don't have a hidden iron gun, but I also want to see if you really dominate the world!"
The Zen shaman master of the Black Mountain Division laughed, jumped, flew over the twin towers, stepped on the rocks, and then jumped over a few times, and he was already on the guqin stage.
"Amitabha."
He chanted the Buddha's name at the Jade Gate of the Buddhist Worship Temple and strode to the foot of the rock. On the steep cliff, he walked steadily up the guqin stage, one step at a time, seemingly slowly but actually quickly.
He was walking on the cliff as if he were walking on flat ground. Anyone with a discerning eye would know at a glance that he had unrivaled light skills and extraordinary magical powers.
When many people saw this, their hearts were filled with excitement and their eyes were solemn.
The other masters also used their own light skills and jumped onto the guqin stage.
The most arrogant one here was undoubtedly the young master in red, Li Shaohong. He stepped directly into the air, as if the wind was blowing under his feet, and then flew high into the sky. The scene was so gorgeous that it was as if there was no iron gun hidden.
Guqin Terrace is a small hill at the southern foot of Helan Mountain. It is just a platform that is more than ten feet higher than the twin towers. However, it is a solitary peak, steep and without stairs. Those who can climb it must either have excellent Qinggong or Taoism.
Although they have magical powers, most of the people who arrive here have insufficient martial arts and Taoist skills. With their own cultivation, they cannot go up at all and can only stay below and wait for the results of the Helan Meeting.
"Boy, stay here for me. After I win the championship and get off the guqin stage, I will take good care of you, hehehe..."
Gang Xiang smiled coldly at Feng Zhou and then flew up. He first stepped onto the top of a tower, and then like a rainbow, he leaped dozens of feet and stepped onto the guqin stage. It was really impressive and domineering.
"Brother Ziheng, why don't we take advantage of this moment and leave quickly?" Ah Zi held Feng Zhou's hand and whispered.
"We're just afraid of being stared at." Feng Zhou shook his head.
AhZi was startled, and quickly turned her head to look. Sure enough, she saw several followers and companions who had just met, standing aside with their arms folded, looking at them with a sneer: "Boy, please be honest with me, or else I will toast you and not eat."
Fine drinking."
"How dare you threaten me with a mere prime minister?" Feng Zhou grinned. He put his arms around Ah Zi and said, "Let's go to the guqin stage to have a look."
After saying that, Feng Zhou hugged Ah Zi and suddenly flew up, as if flying on a bird, towards the guqin stage.
Many people around him were watching with cold eyes, but when they saw this scene, their expressions suddenly froze.
Everyone thought he was a pretty boy who clung to a woman's thighs to eat soft food, but they didn't expect him to be a master of light kung fu.
You know, at his age, he can be considered a young talent if he can use Qinggong to fly up to the guqin stage.
"Haha, no wonder he's so arrogant. He turns out to be quite capable. Senior Brother Xiang already likes to deal with guys like this."
The faces of the disciples who were in charge of the first sect did not change, and they still had sneers on their faces.
When Feng Zhou flew to the guqin stage with Azi, he immediately attracted everyone's attention. After all, there are only a handful of people who have mastered martial arts and magical powers to this point, and the population of Daxia country is only a few million. This comparison makes it even more difficult.
There are few, so among the masters, everyone basically knows each other. Even if they play against each other several times, they all know the basics.
Feng Zhou, on the other hand, seemed too unfamiliar.
"who is he?"
Zongxianluo, a lay disciple of Qingxuan Temple, came to see him with great interest.
Like A'Zhu, Zongxianluo is the daughter of the young generation of Great Xia's genius, but she comes from a nobler family. She is from the Dangxiang family and is a member of the same clan as the current Queen Zong of Xia. She is a forthright person, so when she saw the young and handsome
After sealing the boat, he developed a favorable impression.
"It seems that he is from the Ice Lotus Sect, and he knows He A'Zhu. He was said to have provoked Gang Xiang at the foot of the mountain before." Master Zen Witch sat aside and said calmly.
"It's such a pity that I got into trouble with that lunatic Gang Xiang." Wang Xianluo said with slight regret.
You must know that Gang Xiang is also from the Dangxiang family, and he will not be weak in the face of Zong Xianluo, nor is he weak in strength. Therefore, Zong Xianluo does not have the confidence to persuade Gang Xiang and let him take a step back, so he can only shake his head and sigh.
A'Zhu was stunned and shouted hurriedly:
"Azi, come here quickly."
Ah Zi walked over obediently, while Feng Zhou looked around and saw that the prime minister was looking at him with a ferocious smile. He didn't pay attention, but continued to scan. The entire guqin stage was hundreds of feet wide, and there were more than a dozen people sitting scattered here and there.
Every one of them has extraordinary momentum. Almost all the young warriors of Xixia are gathered here.
At this time, no one paid attention to Feng Zhou, so he found a corner and sat down cross-legged, preparing to quietly observe the strength of these people, and also take a look at the methods of hiding iron guns.
After this battle is over, he can easily capture the hidden iron spear, torture him to find out the details of the Shenlong Sect, and then come to challenge the Great Witch King Hong Zhong.
A'Zhu pulled A'Zi over, looked at her childish face, sighed, and did not scold her after all, but just told her to sit behind him.
There are rules in the Helan Society. Anyone who steps on the guqin stage is eligible to be challenged and must accept the challenge.
Therefore, A'Zhu asked A'Zi to hide behind him, thinking that if a shameless person really challenged A'Zi, he would definitely reprimand him.
A'Zhu settled his sister down, glanced at Feng Zhou, and was very angry: "You dare to bring A'Zi here, you really don't know how to live or die! When Prime Minister Gang takes care of you later, I will never step in to mediate!"
"Everyone, the Guqintai meeting has officially begun!"
He stood up without hiding his iron gun, acting like a host.
This guqin stand is right next to the Buddhist Temple. It stands to reason that the owner of this place should be Zen Master Yumen of the Buddhist Temple.
But when I said this without hiding anything, everyone took it for granted.
Without him, strength.
I saw Wu Zang Ti Qiang proudly saying: "Anyone who wants to challenge, just come, even if you challenge me, it doesn't matter."
"Haha, if you don't hide your iron spear and push yourself invincibly, if you don't defeat all your opponents and develop the strongest momentum, who is sure to challenge you?" Li Shaohong laughed.
Everyone else nodded silently.
The strength of Wu Zang Tiejian is obvious to all. If you want to challenge him, it's best to wait until the end.
"You great sages are here, let me help you learn the unique skills of Ice Lotus Sect." Wang Xianluo was the first to stand up, looking at A'Zhu with a half-smile on his face. A'Zhu walked into the arena without saying a word.
The two heroines are both great beauties, and both are peerless beauties. Although their family backgrounds are slightly different, their future achievements are destined to be extraordinary. When the two fight against each other, the whole audience explodes. No one on the guqin stage challenges others.
Look closely.
"Boom!"
The two of them were fighting with each other, and the momentum was really majestic. There were constant roars and explosions in the air, up and down, vertical and horizontal. Every move and every move seemed to have a huge force. Everyone was very fascinated to watch.
Only Feng Zhou sat cross-legged in the corner, with his back to everyone.
He faced the two twin towers, with the majestic Helan Mountain at his back, and the blazing sun above his head. He leisurely entered the realm of forgetfulness of things and me, as if he and the sun, the guqin stage, the twin towers, and the Helan Mountain were all in one body in an instant.
Pluribus become one.
At this time, Feng Zhou was completely forgetful of himself, his mind was full of thoughts, he had no thoughts, and he entered into the supreme realm of great annihilation and great joy of the unity of heaven and man, which is beyond the reach of ordinary cultivators of immortality and Taoism.
In this state, heaven and man interact with each other, heaven and earth are me, I am heaven and earth, the spiritual energy in the body is consistent with heaven and earth, and the Tao is naturally formed. If there is a flash of inspiration, it is not impossible to become a saint with a single thought.
"boom."
The two of them had already decided the winner. After all, it was Ice Lotus Sect A'Zhu who was better in cultivation. The ribbon in his hand passed directly over Wang Xian Luo's golden sword and hit him on the shoulder, causing the latter to take more than ten steps back.
Be able to bow your head and admit defeat.
Two people competed, and the scene became lively. One young talent after another stood up to challenge each other.
Whether it is Yumen, He Azhu, or Li Shaohong, they have all been challenged by others.
After all, he is the young grandmaster of a large sect, with extraordinary fighting power. Those other small sects, or those who are alone, are not their opponents at all, and will be defeated in just three to five times.
After dozens of battles, everyone's strength can be roughly seen.
The unhidden iron gun is mysterious and unpredictable. It has never been used. It is aloof.
Below them, Yumen, He A'zhu, and Li Shaohong are just equal to the first level. Their origins in the sect are extraordinary and powerful, which also makes them stronger, but they are just below the Unhidden Iron Spear.
Others, including Wang Xianluo, are slightly inferior in strength.
At this moment, I saw Gang Xiang stand up and look towards the corner with ferocious eyes: