Taoist endowment

Chapter 68 Martial Arts Conference ([-])

It's the Double Ninth Day again, when you climb high and enjoy the autumn sun.

In the flat valley at the foot of Qingliang Mountain, a total of eleven rough stone platforms made of dark blue stones were paved there, and the stands around the stone platforms were repaired row upon row.

At this time, above the main seats in the stands, Master Kuyue was in the center, Peng Qiu, Ji Ling, Mu Ruxue, and several old men sat on the left and right.

On the second-tier seats sat some elders from all over the world, several invited elders of the big faction, and Qing Mingzi and other heads of forces who participated in the battle of Black Cloud City last year.

At this moment, Qing Mingzi looked enviously at the people above him, especially when he saw Mu Ruxue who was talking with Peng Qiu with a smile on his face, his eyes were full of unwillingness.

Naturally, Qing Mingzi was not the only one who saw this scene. There had long been rumors in the Jianghu that Mu Ruxue from Muxue Mountain Villa and Mr. Peng Da from Xianyun Temple had become a couple. Now it seems that the rumors are actually true!

Now that they knew about the relationship between the two, the elders of the various sects below all whispered a few words to their subordinates, once they met the disciples of Muxue Villa in the competition field, they must be careful and not lose their etiquette.

The head of Fengxin Sect in the North, Yaoli, was looking at Peng Qiu with resentment at this time. She had known Peng Qiu before Mu Ruxue, and she had already developed a good impression of Mr. Peng Da who was angry with his book. All the intelligence resources in the Fengxinmen were inclined to him, but at this moment, it seemed that the vixen surnamed Mu took the lead, hateful!
At three o'clock in the morning, the elite warriors of each faction sat around the stone platform under the leadership of their leaders. The factions were in order, and even if they talked with each other, they whispered in whispers, fearing that they would provoke the surveillance envoys who were constantly patrolling.

The disciples of Amitabha Temple and Muxue Mountain Villa were busy in the arena, while the disciples of Fanlou and Youming Pavilion accompanied Youyouer and Shen Ping to picket and guard the entrance of the valley.

You You'er and Shen Ping did not know how many boards they had endured in the Overwatch Council that day. When they were carried out crying and laughing, everyone said that the two top experts were mad because they couldn't bear the humiliation!
The miserable appearance of the two aroused everyone's sympathy, and they secretly scolded Commander Ji for being domineering and unreasonable.

Unexpectedly, You You'er and Shen Ping didn't wait for their wounds to recover quickly, so they hurriedly put on that flamboyant outfit, transformed themselves into supervisors of the Overwatch Council in charge of martial arts discipline in the two southern regions!

This once again caused a commotion among the warriors at the foot of Qingliang Mountain. Everyone looked at You You'er and Shen Ping, who were limping but high-spirited, and they would be lying if they said they weren't jealous.

What is a little punishment compared to the chance of entering Ji Commanding Fayan?I only regret that I was not the one who watched the Buddha Cliff contest that day!

Afterwards, some warriors deliberately shot at the inspectors' guns, but apart from the miserable repairs, they did not get any benefits. At this time, everyone knew that Commander Ji was not easy to fool.

Abbot Xuanhui looked at the world of martial arts elites in the dark below, and his heart was very excited. Such a grand event in martial arts is rare in ancient and modern times, and why is he not honored as the host of this martial arts conference?

Looking back at Commander Ji who was sitting there laughing and joking with her uncle, and then at Mr. Peng Da who looked leisurely, seeing Mr. Peng nodding slightly to him, Xuanhui knew that it was time to start.

At that moment, I cleared my throat, clasped my hands together, practiced the lion's roar of Buddhism, and sang a sentence: "Ami—Tuo Buddha!"

As soon as the sound came out, tens of thousands of martial arts elites could not help but listen carefully.

Under Xuan Hui's hard work, this martial arts conference was promoted to the first grand occasion in the history, and the Xianyun temple was praised as the most holy place of martial arts in the thousand years!

Mr. Peng Da and Commander Ji who were present at the scene were said by him to be rare in the sky and unparalleled in the earth, and they wanted to benefit the martial arts world!
Peng Qiu and Ji Ling were stunned when they heard it, and Mu Ruxue and a few old men beside him laughed to themselves.

The warriors in the arena listened to the long speech for a long time with their necks straightened, and finally sorted out the context of the martial arts conference.

It turns out that this martial arts event is divided into three waves.

The first wave is a martial arts contest between the older generations of famous masters from various schools and factions. This wave of contests regardless of age or status, only decides the winner by martial arts. The competition method is challenge and defense. The one who stays last in the small table wins.

And the ten winners in the end will not only get the complete inheritance of the first volume of the secret method of Xianyun Temple, but also get the peerless magic pill refined by the owner of Xianyun Temple himself!
Isn't this kind of opportunity just what these masters of the rivers and lakes who have reached the peak of their cultivation and whose future is bleak but now see the light are longing for?Therefore, upon hearing this statement, all the elders of the Jianghu and the elders of the sect all have bright eyes and fiery hearts!
The second wave of martial arts competitions is aimed at many newcomers. These new generation of rivers and lakes masters can form a team of ten people by themselves. The competition method is a two-two team battle. Arcana.

This is not the main point, the important thing is that the ten winners will be included in Grandmaster Ji Ling's Overwatch Council, serving as supervisors from all over the country, and may even receive guidance from the master's masters in martial arts practice.

Which of these young masters is not young, vigorous and ambitious?Hearing that once he wins in the end, he will be able to be the supervisor of either party under the master, all of them are excited and secretly ruthless in their hearts.

For those who love to imagine, they already have a picture in their minds that all warriors in the world think highly of them.

Some knowledgeable sect leaders thought more deeply, thinking that Mr. Peng Da's move might be to redefine the martial arts structure, so they all hoped that their children could find good allies and seize a position.

Because once you win by luck and become the supervisor of Grandmaster Ji Ling, it is tantamount to climbing the high branch of Xianyun Temple!We all know that Grandmaster Ji Ling is protecting his weaknesses the most this time. Will there still be shortages of skills and elixir?And their own sect might also benefit from it.

As a result, there was a buzzing in the crowd, some sect elders began to whisper, and some impatient young masters had already started to call for friends.

Ji Ling was teasing Master Kuyue with Mu Ruxue on the stage, when he heard the commotion below, he felt displeased, so he snorted coldly.

This sound was like a burst of icy rain in the dog days, which immediately drowned out all the sounds made by tens of thousands of people. Seeing that the scene had returned to tranquility, Xuan Hui continued to speak.

And this third wave of martial arts competition is a bit intriguing. Not only are there various restrictions on the competition, but only young disciples from various sects under the age of 16 are allowed to participate. The competition method is also very different. There was a chaotic fight among swarms, and the ten people who could still stand on the stage after the chaotic battle would win, and there was no reward for the competition. It was only said that the winner might have the opportunity to go to Funiu Mountain to meet the owner of Xianyun Temple.

Tens of thousands of warriors listened to Xuan Hui's last narration, and the vulgar ones didn't take it seriously for the third wave of martial arts competitions, while the exquisite ones' eyes lit up with excitement, and they grabbed their outstanding nephews and exhorted them in every possible way.
Naturally, Peng Qiu paid the most attention to the last wave of competitions, and he was not afraid that the various factions would lie about the ages of their disciples. The Northland Fengxinmen contributed a lot to this matter.

After Fengxin Sect Master Wang Yaoli received Peng Qiu's entrustment, he sent out hundreds of elite spies under his sect. These spies went to various camps openly and aboveboard to collect all the information on the disciples of the sect. Mr. Peng Da's name As soon as the head came out, all factions regarded these spies who had only dared to hide in the dark as their masters, and they did not dare to conceal or neglect in the slightest.

(End of this chapter)