Taoist Chunfeng was intermittently instilling the power of Confucianism skills into Zhao Ran. He couldn't help but dance when he got excited. When Leng Buding heard the scream, he turned around hastily. When he saw it, his mouth opened wide and he couldn't say anything for a long time.
One word. He kicked Taoist Guanyun and asked, "What's going on?"
"What's going on?" Taoist Guanyun withdrew his eyes from Pei Zhongning's waist and long legs. He was stunned when he saw this, and then asked: "Ah, this... what's going on?"
Then he saw his elder brother Fang Qing yelling sadly: "Second brother!" He rushed forward to lift the giant sword, but the giant sword flew back in an instant and turned into sword light and disappeared into the center of Luo Zhiqing's eyebrows.
They saw that Fang Zheng's entire body was shot into the ground several feet deep. Except for his hands and feet, his whole body was shot into a large human-shaped pit. He was now unconscious.
The beating was a bit harsh now... Zhao Ran came to Luo Zhiqing and asked in a low voice: "Brother, do you want to hit him so hard?"
Luo Zhiqing scratched his head and said, "I didn't expect that he couldn't do it... I'm sorry..."
Suddenly, I saw the second senior brother Yu Zhichuan holding a pen and paper, looking anxious, and came up to ask: "Two junior brothers, what is the word after 'no evildoing' he just said? I didn't hear it clearly..."
Seeing that Luo Zhiqing and Zhao Ran were both shaking their heads, they continued to ask people one by one: "Junior Sister Pei, what was the last word he said? Didn't you hear it clearly?... Senior Brother Li, Mr. Ou... Okay... Chunfeng said
Friend, Taoist friend Guanyun..."
Fang Qing made a move to attack Luo Zhiqing, but was stopped by the old monk Lan Tianyu. Lan Tianyu stepped forward and entered Fang Zheng's body with magical power. After a while, Fang Zheng slowly woke up. Fang Zheng woke up with a face full of shame, lowered his head and said: "Master
, the disciple's art is not as good as others..."
Lan Tianyu stopped Fang Zheng, with a face as calm as water, and slowly said to Luo Zhiqing: "I didn't expect that in a simple fight, you would be so cruel, and almost shattered my disciple's inner elixir. You are really vicious..."
Luo Zhiqing frowned, shook his head, and said nothing, but Zhao Ran was unhappy and said: "You old gentleman, what do you mean by being so cruel? You three masters and disciples have never fought with anyone.
Or have you never fought with anyone? When a tiger saw a goat, it didn't go up to eat it, but just slapped it to keep the goat out of its way. This is already the greatest mercy, right? How could that be?
Are you saying he is vicious? I don’t know how sophisticated the old gentleman is, but his skill in talking is indeed extremely superb, and his ability to confuse right and wrong is really amazing!"
Fang Qing couldn't help it anymore and said angrily: "You dare to speak like this to my master, you are looking for death!" As he said that, he turned his hand over, and a large bow with a curved back appeared in his palm. He raised his right hand into the air again, and there was an extra bow string.
A crystal-clear feather arrow was actually transformed by spiritual power. He bent the bow and aimed at Zhao Ran.
A figure suddenly appeared out of thin air in front of Zhao Ran, but it was senior brother Wei Zhizhen. With Zhao Ran's eyesight, he could not see clearly how Wei Zhizhen came here.
Wei Zhizhen said: "This fellow Taoist, my junior brother is an upright person. He only immerses himself in work and is not good at words..."
Zhao Ran's eyelids twitched, and he thought to himself, Senior Brother, are you talking about me?
"...So speaking too directly can easily offend people..."
Zhao Ran covered his face, senior brother, are you sure you are really talking about me?
I only heard Wei Zhizhen's sincere words and heartfelt advice: "... I am here to apologize on my behalf and ask fellow Taoists for your understanding. But what my junior brother said is not unreasonable. A fight must be strong to end well. My third junior brother is indeed
Please be merciful, otherwise it is hard to say whether this fellow Daoist Fang will be able to wake up. I still have to give you some good advice, and I have to be more cautious when fighting with others with such a level of cultivation, otherwise my body and death will be inevitable."
Fang Qing was so angry that he was trembling with anger. He pointed at Wei Zhizhen and said: "You... are very good... today I will let you know what the death of the body is!"
Suddenly I heard the old monk Lan Tianyu say: "Disciple, step back!"
Fang Qing was not angry and said: "Teacher..."
Lan Tianyu shook his head: "Don't give up!" After the competition just now, he felt that his apprentice was really no match for his apprentice. He promised to win two out of three matches, but now he has lost one.
If disciple Fang Qing loses another match, then there will be no need to compete again.
Thinking of this, Lan Tianyu said to Jiang Tenghe: "Director Jiang, it's a waste of time for the children to compete with each other. How about you and I fight first and decide the outcome in one battle?"
Zhao Ran thought to himself, this old Confucian scholar is really good at talking. Seeing that his apprentice is so far behind, he just wanted to change the victory of two out of three to one to decide the outcome.
Just when he was about to accuse the other party of not abiding by the agreement, his teacher Jiang Tenghe nodded in agreement. Zhao Ran was a little anxious, and when he was about to speak, he was stopped by his senior brother Wei Zhizhen: "Junior brother, please stop talking. Let's be more generous. It doesn't hurt."
Zhao Ran then thought about it and realized that it was right, two wins out of three. Even if his sect won the first two games, if the teacher lost this battle, how could he have the face to negotiate an agreement?
The two master-level monks were fighting, but the juniors didn't dare to take advantage of them. They all retreated thirty feet away, some into the woods, and some behind the rocks.
Lantian Yudao: "I'm lucky enough to have a discussion with Master Jiang today and learn the magic of Huayun Pavilion..."
Jiang Tenghe added: "The Huayun Pavilion is of the same lineage."
Lan Tianyu nodded and said no more. As he waved his hand, a plain bronze sword appeared in his palm. There was no edge on the sword. From time to time, clear light flowed on it. It looked like a heavy treasure.
Just listen to Lantian Yudao: "This is a gentleman's sword. It is upright and peaceful, and awe-inspiring. Master Jiang, be careful."
Zhao Ran was hiding far away, feeling that the power emanating from the sword was irresistible, and the wind brought by the momentum blew on his body, seemingly endless, extremely mellow and thick, but not obvious at all.
It's sharp and spicy, and it's really neutral and gentle, but it makes you almost breathless.
But why does this breath smell like Taoism? And the name of this sword, why does it feel so vulgar? It's like being forced to give the sword this name.
Next to him, Wei Zhizhen explained: "This old gentleman looks like a Confucian cultivator, but he is actually following the path of a Taoist cultivator. It is just a change of Taoism. In the final analysis, the Confucian sect still does not have its own martial arts. Many times, he deliberately pulls the rules, which seems extremely far-fetched."
.So Confucianism is a skill, not a Tao."
Zhao Ran nodded, thinking that was the case, and asked strangely: "How does Senior Brother know what I am thinking?"
Wei Zhizhen said: "Shouldn't I know?"
Zhao Ran was stunned, really defeated by his senior brother's clueless words. He shook his head and said: "It's a pity that the teacher didn't let me play. I couldn't learn the skills of Confucian cultivators."
Wei Zhizhen said: "Fighting across borders is not that simple, especially Master Huang Guan. The gap is too big. The teacher is right not to let you play. Otherwise, you will be disgraced and lose the prestige of our Louguan lineage."
Zhao Ran was unconvinced and said: "Junior brother, I also fought against the mage with Senior Brother Pei of Qingyun Hall back then, and we won the same!"
Wei Zhizhen shook his head: "Are you talking about Huang Tengsong? As you said, nothing is absolute. It was an accident that his master and apprentice did not form a good golden elixir, and formed a fake elixir. After being kicked out of Hengfu Hall, the
All my good things have been taken away, how can I fight them?"
Zhao Ran thought for a while and then said: "Didn't Third Senior Brother also fight across borders? He won so many times..."
Wei Zhizhen said: "Don't compare with your third senior brother. As I said before, nothing is absolute. Your third senior brother is also an accident. His cultivation level is average, but his understanding of Taoist magic is a gift from heaven!"
Zhao Ran murmured: "Is this surprise too much?"
Wei Zhizhen said: "Do you know what it means that no book can be written without coincidence?"
Zhao Ran smiled and said: "Senior brother, you are really good at joking, haha... By the way, it's a pity that I didn't see senior brother show off his power!"
Wei Zhizhen said: "It doesn't matter, there will be opportunities in the future. Let's not talk anymore. If we continue to talk, the teacher will be finished, and the time will not match up."