This martial artist just wants to be an official

Chapter 308 The First Day

This veteran shows off his skills...

Lu Yuanzhi sat in the viewing platform, looking at the old Taoist Hongyun standing on the ring like an old god with an immortal spirit, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

Isn't it time to beg and beg yourself to find the Holy Son in Hangzhou? ?

"Who is this old god?"

"It should be the Taoist elder?"

"You don't know this, right? This person is Senior Hongyun, the elder of the Taoist sect. He is the senior brother of the previous generation of the Taoist sect leader. He doesn't like the struggle for power, so he took the position of an elder. Xianyun Yehe's temperament is really different from that of the Taoist sect. There are no two kinds of gods."

"That's it. Thank you brother for clarifying my doubts."

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter..."

"........."

Many people in the world saw Hongyun flying onto the ring. They had never seen such a battle before. After seeing it, they couldn't stop exclaiming.

But in the eyes of some experienced people, this is just an ordinary technique.

Neither Song Yu from the Kewu Department nor the young monk Yingchen sitting behind Lu Yuan expressed any appreciation for this skill.

Needless to say, Song Yu had never seen any battles since he had been living with the old Imperial Master in the Kewu Department in the capital for so long.

The same goes for the young monk. Among the Buddhist countries in the Western Regions, there is almost nothing that he has not seen among the many Arhats and Bodhisattvas of today.

As for Lu Yuanzhi.

After following Ji Xuan for so long, I have become accustomed to these strange visions.

Only these people who had really never seen the world were filled with admiration after seeing it.

"I sincerely invite you all to come to the Grand Competition. Thank you for your respect. I would like to thank you for traveling thousands of miles to take your seat."

Hong Yun had a gentle smile on his lips, then flicked the whisk in his hand, and three rays of light appeared on the ring, floating in front of him.

"These three treasures are the rewards of this competition. The first three who win the top three will get a handwritten copy of our Taoist sect's contemporary Taoist master. The top two can be our Taoist sect's honored guests. The Taoist sect can be honored under the conditions that do not violate morality. If you agree to a request under certain circumstances and get the first armor, you can get these three treasures."

His voice spread through the air and into everyone's ears.

Upon hearing this, many people in the arena became energetic and listened attentively to Hong Yun's continued words.

"These three treasures are tools, spirits, and medicine."

As he spoke, the projectile with a diameter of about one foot that glowed with thick golden light on the far left of the three treasures in front of him slowly rose up.

Immediately afterwards, the golden projectile suddenly changed under his pulling, and turned into a golden sword in the wind.

"This sword was made with great effort by the elders of our Taoist sect. It is called the Jing Qin Sword. Its material is made of ten thousand-year-old silver from the mountains of Qin. Therefore, it is named Jing Qin Sword. The person who holds this sword can make people below the high level." The person who jumps up a level can easily be killed."

"What??!!!!"

"Can someone below Grand Master be killed by leapfrogging?"

"Doesn't it mean that a person in the sixth-level Danwen realm can kill a Grandmaster with this sword?"

"It should be like this. Why did the Taoist elders deceive us?"

"too exaggerated…………"

"........."

Everyone was shocked by what Hongyun said with a smile and an understatement.

Even many sect leaders in the world became hot-eyed after hearing Hong Yun's words, looking at the golden sword full of possessiveness.

Even Lu Yuanzhi's subordinate Pei Yinlang couldn't help but hold the handle of the knife in his hand after hearing it. He just regretted that he was here to perform official duties and could not go on stage to challenge...

Before everyone's shock could subside, Hongyun smiled and picked up the second item emitting white light in front of him and displayed it in front of everyone.

"This second treasure is the spirit. The so-called spirit is a spiritual pet. Its body is taken from the blue-eyed golden-feathered eagle clan among the demon clan. It can be cultivated in less than five years after it breaks out of its shell. After it reaches adulthood, it will He has the fighting power of the fifth grade peak..."

Just saying this, many people in the world were extremely shocked, and everyone looked at the egg emitting white light in horror.

"Blue-eyed golden-feathered eagle??"

"Fifth rank cultivation level??"

“It takes five years to develop??”

"Doesn't it mean that if you get this egg, you will have a grandmaster-level partner by your side?"

"This……"

"Why is Daomen so generous??"

"..."

Hong Yun just finished the introduction, and there was a series of gasps from the audience.

Even Lu Yuanzhi was a little stunned.

He has had a lot of contact with the demon clan, and he has the combat power of Ning Mo and Bin from the Mingli clan in his hands.

He even knows more about some of the secrets of the demon clan.

Although the Biyuying clan is not as good as the Mingli clan in terms of bloodline, they may even be one level higher in terms of combat power, and the fifth-grade strength is only for adults. If there is the orthodox training method of the demon clan, I am afraid that this Bijing The Golden Feathered Eagle can also be upgraded to high level...

If he had obtained this egg, and Ning Mo and Bin had carefully cultivated it, he might have had another trump card in his hand in the future!

Thinking of this, Lu Yuanzhi looked at Hongyun with eager eyes.

"As for this last treasure..."

Hongyun took a deep breath, his expression became solemn, and he watched all the people present slowly lift the third treasure that glowed red into the sky.

"It is a lotus seed that I, the current master of the Taoist sect, obtained when I was young and traveled all over the world in the extremely hot land of southern Xinjiang. After many years of cultivation by my Taoist sect, it is only one day away from blooming. When the flower blooms, its fragrance will spread thousands of miles away. Taste the petals and seven lotus seeds.”

"This lotus is called the Chiyan Red Lotus. Plucking the petals can help a martial artist gain enlightenment when he breaks through the fourth level. The lotus seeds can give life to the dead, flesh and white bones!"

Having said this, without waiting for the reaction of everyone in the audience, he spoke at a very fast speed:

"If you take this lotus whole, it can help people break barriers!!"

"........."

After the words fell, the entire square fell silent.

You could hear a pin drop at that moment.

next moment

"Wow!!!"

The square erupted with huge exclamations.

"Elder Hongyun, may I ask if there are any restrictions on this barrier breaking?"

Hongyun's expression remained unchanged and said:

"According to Pindao's budget, there is absolutely no problem for people below the second level."

In a word, everyone is irrational.

But it’s not like there aren’t smart people.

Someone immediately asked:

"If it is really useful, then why do you use it as a reward instead of using it?"

One question hit the mark.

Everyone who heard this sentence began to think deeply.

Yes, such a heaven-defying treasure, why don’t you use it? ? ?

Gradually, the square began to become quiet, and everyone was quietly waiting for Hongyun's explanation.

Hongyun's expression remained natural and said:

"The poor Taoist said that the lotus seeds are still a little short of blooming, but my Taoist sect cannot..." Hearing this, everyone's mouths twitched involuntarily.

There is nothing you can do about it in Daomen. Do you expect any of us to be able to do something about it? ?

Isn't this a joke? ?

"But even if it doesn't bloom, this lotus seed can still have the effect of giving birth to dead people, flesh and bones."

Hongyun's voice was slightly cooler than before.

It was obvious that this sentence made him unhappy when someone asked him about the idea.

Isn't this the shortcoming of revealing the truth? ?

If we can really make this lotus seed bloom, will it be your turn? ? ?

Hearing this, the eyes of the people in the world instantly became fanatical again.

Although the efficacy is not as outrageous as Elder Hongyun said, the temptation of lotus seeds is still there.

How can there be any magical medicine in the world that dares to say that it is alive and dead? ?

Ignoring the comments in the stage, the smile in Hongyun's eyes reappeared. He looked at the Holy Son sitting under the stage, and the two looked at each other.

The Holy Son was now wearing a gorgeous Taoist robe, sitting upright in his seat, nodding towards Hongyun who was looking over.

Seeing the Holy Son nodding, Hongyun's smile became stronger.

According to the rules, anyone can participate in the Dao Sect Competition as long as they have an invitation letter.

But in the invitation letter from the Taoist sect, they only invited Jianghu Sanliu, Confucianism, Taoism, and Kewusi. The people who came to the competition this time were all included in the Taoist sect's calculations.

And people from the Taoist sect can naturally participate.

Therefore, the Holy Son can play in person.

The Holy Son went on stage to participate in the competition. Although he was not completely sure, he was definitely 80% likely to win the competition.

Therefore, for Taomen, these rewards are nothing more than exchanging the left hand for the right hand.

At the same time, after the Holy Son won the Dabi Armor and became famous all over the world, the influence that the Holy Son had lost over the years could be regained.

This move actually kills two birds with one stone.

"The competition is divided into four days. On the first day, the arena is divided into eight. Players will play according to their numbers. The winner will advance to the top eight."

"The next day the arena will be combined into four, and the top four will be selected."

"The three-day arena merged into two, creating a double armor."

"Those who have four days will win or lose, and the top three will be chosen."

When Hong Yun said this, his body slowly rose, and at the same time, the huge ring under his feet slowly separated along the cracks until it was divided into eight.

Looking at the eight pieces separated from a huge arena, everyone in the audience marveled at the Dao Sect's generosity.

Lu Yuanzhi also saw it in his eyes.

As for the three treasures thrown out by Hongyun...

All of them slowly rose into the air with Hongyun's body, until they reached the highest point, floating above the ring.

"Now, Dabi, the competition officially begins!!"

After Hong Yun finished speaking, eight Taoist boys walked onto their respective arenas. Each Taoist boy had a scroll in his hand, and in the scroll was the name of the person competing.

"Please invite the leader of the Mingshan Sect and the leader of the Kongtong Sect."

"Please invite the leader of Lingshan Sect and the leader of Qishan Sect."

"........."

Each boy looked at the scroll and read out the names assigned to the arena.

Then the first competition started at the same time, and the names of the heads of various sects in the arena were called.

Next, the people whose names were called came on stage one by one.

And with the opening of the competition, order off the field was gradually restored, and Lu Yuanzhi felt much more relaxed.

After the heavy burden on his body was lifted, Lu Yuanzhi also became free. He walked around and soon came to Kewusi's seat.

"Brother Song, how are you preparing?"

Lu Yuanzhi saw Song Yuzheng sitting comfortably in his seat, smiled and came over to ask.

In this competition, the representative person sent by Kewu Division was Song Yu.

When Song Yu heard Lu Yuanzhi's words, he smiled slightly with a proud look on his face:

"Brother, after taking a general look at it, I can only say that there is no one better than me in the world."

Lu Yuanzhi laughed after hearing this, and was about to say something when Song Yu frowned and continued:

"It's just that Brother Wei hasn't yet figured out the strength of Confucian Zhonghai Wuyan..."

When Lu Yuanzhi heard this, he subconsciously looked at his cousin. At this time, Hai Wushuang was sitting upright in his seat, looking at those who were competing indifferently.

"He should be just fine."

Lu Yuanzhi smiled and said:

"Compared to Brother Song, if my cousin doesn't make any progress these days, I'm afraid he won't be able to defeat you."

Song Yu did not refute this, but just smiled slightly. Then he looked at the Holy Son sitting in the orthodox position of the Taoist sect and said solemnly:

"And the Holy Son, if he also participates in the competition, I am not completely sure."

"There are no perfect ingredients in this world, so what, Brother Song, prepare yourself first, and I'll go to the ring over there to take a look."

Lu Yuanzhi just seemed to hear the boy on the stage calling out the name of an acquaintance. He bid farewell to Song Yu and came to the leftmost ring.

As soon as they arrived, they saw Bai Qingying, dressed in white, holding a green sword and looking solemnly at the middle-aged man standing opposite her with a smile on his face.

"Girl of the Han family, I advise you to go down. If Brother Han is still alive, I'm afraid I'm no match for you, but what you say...swords have no eyes, and I can't bear to hurt you."

The middle-aged man looked relaxed, with a smile on his face, and the sword in his hand was not unsheathed.

Lu Yuanzhi's brows raised slightly as he watched from the audience.

What this middle-aged man said was right. Judging from his own eyesight, he was at least a seventh-grade cultivation level, not even the peak of the seventh-grade. Even with the blessing of the Bihong Sword in his hand, Bai Qingying would probably be hard-pressed to defeat him.

Bai Qingying could naturally hear the contempt in the voice of the person opposite her. Her eyes were slightly cold, and a cold voice rang out:

"Master Wu, when my husband was still alive, I told my concubine that Wu Zixu, the current master of the Qishan Sect, has cultivated to the seventh level. Although he is not his enemy, he can defeat me more than enough. However, if I have the help of the Bihong Sword or I have the strength to fight, but I didn't expect that the words of reminder that day would actually become a prophecy today, so I came to test whether Master Wu is as difficult to deal with as my husband said."

Hearing Bai Qingying's words, Wu Zixu, the leader of the Qishan Sect opposite, narrowed his eyes slightly.

He could naturally hear Han Zitong's disdain for him in Bai Qingying's mouth, and he could also see that Bai Qingying said this deliberately to anger herself.

Such a clumsy way to provoke generals...

It's really useful, so cool!

Wu Zixu took a deep breath and said coldly:

"If that's the case, then let's see the real chapter!"

As he spoke, with a sound of "镪!", the sword was unsheathed in his hand, and he moved towards Bai Qingying very quickly.

Bai Qingying naturally returned to the defense in time. Her eyes were fixed on the sword in Wu Zixu's hand, and at the same time, the extremely sharp Bihong Sword in her hand also started to dance.

Amidst the clanging, the two of them had already exchanged no less than ten moves.

When the two figures separated, a verdict had been made.

Bai Qingying had a gash on her arm and was seeping with blood. She was panting and looking warily at Wu Zixu across from her.

Wu Zixu looked at his cracked sword with an ugly expression, and then looked at Bai Qingying with gritted teeth:

"Bihong Sword!"

(End of this chapter)