Chapter 837 Immortal Alliance Discussing the Tao
The young man in the Guanghan Sanctuary had a cold expression and his eyes were as pale as ice, as if he had cut off all his emotions and desires.
He did not say hello to other Taoists. He just entered the first seat outside the Taoist temple and sat down cross-legged, meditating and concentrating.
On the Peach Blossom Avenue, the Taoism of the Immortal Alliance appeared one after another, as well as some neutral forces of casual cultivators.
Taihemen, Daoyang Sect, Julu City, etc...
Among the figures, everyone spotted an extremely beautiful figure. It was Nangong Ling, who came side by side with the Sixth Prince. No matter how many times they were amazed by her alluring appearance, many monks stared straight in the eyes. Looking at it, my heart was beating fast.
"That is the Sixth Princess of Zhongzhou, I heard her name is Nangong Ling..."
"Nangong Ling?" Lu Yanzhi raised his eyebrows. He did not go to the Yuan Ying Taoist Association yesterday, so naturally No and Zhong They met people from the continent. He was also present when they were in southern Xinjiang. They had not seen each other for many years. The latter has now climbed up the big tree of Fengtian Dynasty, but the situation is different now. With the emergence of the ancient religion outside the world, this big tree can still survive. How long it will last is unknown.
Nangong Ling's long and narrow peach blossom-like eyes looked around, with a hint of coquettishness. She seemed to enjoy the feeling of being noticed. Her chin was slightly raised, and her skin was like snow, which could be broken by a blow. Her beauty was simply breathtaking. .
Obviously, she became the most eye-catching person on the field. Even Jiang Yijing of Longshou Mountain was not as popular as her.
Nangong Ling and the Sixth Prince were able to take the seat. The Fengtian Dynasty was also the inherited Taoist tradition of Central Continent and had a good reputation. Now that they came across the state to participate in the Taoist meeting, Luoying Valley would not give them any face.
After that, the host Luoying Valley disciples appeared.
A group of monks immediately withdrew their gaze and looked towards the avenue.
With its swaying figures and charming scenery, Luoying Valley obviously has more female disciples, because they mainly practice Wanxiang Tao, and it also has the effect of beautifying and prolonging life, so many female cultivators will come here because of its reputation. Come in.
“Is that the Peach Blossom Fairy Shangguan Meng?” Someone stared with wide eyes.
Among the long queue in Luoying Valley, the woman at the head stood out. She wore a gauze felt hat and a plain red dress.
“No, that is Fairy Yu Su, the chief Nascent Soul of Luoying Valley.”
“She has an extraordinary temperament and is generous. I thought she was Fairy Shangguan.”< br>
"The female cultivators of Luo Ying Valley are so gorgeous. If I could kiss them, my life would be in vain." Someone smiled and said in a low voice. He didn't dare to speak recklessly. If he fell into the ears of the disciples of Luoying Valley, he would have to be taught a lesson.
"Fairies, please take a seat!" someone shouted.
The Luoying Valley disciples were polite. After bowing and saluting the Taoist disciples around them, they came to sit cross-legged in front of the first desk outside the Taoist temple.
Yesterday's discussion was equivalent to a selection. The next six days' discussion will be the highlight, and they will all be held at the Peach Blossom Dojo here.
Including Dharma theory, including the competition between Shenzang Vision and Nascent Soul Dharmakaya.
Ye Zang, Yu Chen and others were in the corners of the seats. With their status as Cang Xuan, it was incredible that they could watch the magic in the field. This was because Ye Zang had won the fallen hero's spiritual slip.
On the left side of the dojo, there is also a group of seats.
There, sitting cross-legged were the heads and elders of various Immortal Alliance Taoist families. Yu Wei, the head heads of Daoyang Sect of Taihe Sect were all there, as well as the elders of Julu City's aristocratic families.
As soon as the hour passed, the elder of Luoying Valley suddenly stood up from his position and entered the dojo stepping on the auspicious clouds and mist.
They bowed their hands in all directions, and then the sound mixed with mana spread in all directions.
"Thank you all Taoist friends for coming to Luoying Valley and participating in this grand meeting of my teaching. I said to you, I will host today's Taoist meeting." Yan Long's voice was rich and neither humble nor arrogant. Quartet.
After speaking, he glanced at the elder beside him.
"Today's Tao discussion, whether it's Nascent Soul Fighting or Dharma Theory Competition, will all be held here. If there are disciples from each family who are not present, please inform us with the Whistle Gold Flying Sword." The elder said.
“I won’t talk nonsense, and will start the Nascent Soul Battle. One hundred and fifty disciples were selected yesterday. Next, I will use the secret technique of Luoying Valley, and then make two spiritual slips burst out. Emmanuel, the selected disciples come to the stage to fight, the loser is eliminated, and the winner can get another fallen hero's spiritual slip to participate in tomorrow's discussion..."
The rules of today's Nascent Soul fight are simple and clear.
The rules of the battle will change in the future, but in the end twelve people will be selected to participate in the seventh-day discussion.
It is said that there will be a battle in the sky battlefield in Luoying Valley. If you participate, you will be given majestic treasures of heaven and earth, and the rewards are very generous.
The Immortal Alliance Taoism represented by that disciple will also be given generous training resources, and both individuals and sects will benefit a lot.
After saying that, Yan Long also bent his fingers directly, and a huge amount of Hedao consciousness burst out.
After two seconds of brief silence, there were two disciples among the crowd, holding the Falling Heroes' Spiritual Slips in their hands. The crimson light bursting out into the sky, shining directly into the sky, making them extremely eye-catching.
The two people were startled, and then they immediately realized what they were doing. They stepped on the Escape Technique and left as fast as they could.
“Longshou Mountain Chen Yu!”
"Rogue cultivator from Julu City, Huang Pu Daoying." A heroic woman held a magic sword and flew away in the air.
This girl Ye Zang also has an impression of her. When she followed the Julu City flying boat to Luoying Valley, she saw her on the boat.
"The battle begins!" the elder of Luoyinggu gave the order.
Subsequently, a bright glow of supernatural power erupted on the field.
The two of them did not hold back, they both used their full strength to sacrifice their respective bodies. However, after a stick of incense, the disciples from Longshou Mountain were better and won the final victory.
Ye Zang was silent below, watching casually. At the same time, he quietly radiated his spiritual consciousness. With his method of controlling his spiritual consciousness, this scene was still No one can find out.
Even Yan Long, who has the highest level of cultivation and is at the second level of Hedao, cannot detect it.
“With so many people coming, is it possible that the Dharmakaya of Saint Acacia is among them?” Ye Zang thought to himself.
Luoyinggu specially gathered everyone in the dojo here today, and it was obvious that they were also investigating.
Ye Zang is not afraid of being exposed, unless you use all the strength of the valley to activate the Hedao formation, but that obviously does not show up, and consumes too many resources and manpower. In such a big world, it is not a crisis moment. To disturb the protective sect class formation is tantamount to self-inflicted damage.
Ye Zang searched while searching.
There were also continuous battles in the dojo. Until noon, when the dazzling sun emitted its brilliance, nearly half of the people around the dojo had been secretly explored by Ye Zang.
"That woman is proficient in strange arts. Is it possible that she can still escape my heavenly eyes..." Ye Zang does not believe in evil.
Just as he was lost in thought, the spiritual slip in his hand burst into light.
"Junior brother, it's your turn!"
The eyes of the Taoists around him were locked on him.
Ye Zang also came to his senses immediately. He looked towards the dojo and saw that a disciple had already appeared on the stage with peach petals. She was a woman, wearing a Luo Ying Valley Taoist robe, and she was the third level of Nascent Soul. realm.
"Luoying Valley, Sikong Lin." Sikong Lin said with clear eyes and a soft voice.
"Junior brother, don't be stunned, hurry up!!" Yue Ling urged.
Ye Zang didn't talk nonsense. He stepped on the ground with one foot and walked away with Cangyun Sword Qi.
"Cangxuan Sect, Xu Sheng." Ye Zang said loudly.
In an instant, everyone’s eyes were focused on the dojo.
Some people were a little surprised when they heard Ye Zang reporting to Cangxuan, because in the past, Cangxuan’s disciples had not been able to enter the Taoist meeting on the second day for a long time. We saw them in the Hidden Vision Competition.
Cangxuan is a sect that is extremely difficult to master magical powers. Relatively speaking, Cangxuan's method is easy to learn, but it is more difficult to master.
"It's strange that he is a disciple of Cangxuan."
"That person is not the same person who defeated two of my Longshou Mountain disciples yesterday." Someone from Longshou Mountain said.
“Huh?”
Over in Central Continent, Nangong Ling’s eyes trembled, and she raised her beautiful eyes to look at Ye Zang in the dojo.
In the young man who had been hiding from Xu Sheng, she felt the same familiar feeling as that of the old Taoist before, but it was also extremely strange. Nangong Ling looked very confused, her beautiful eyes trembled, and she was thinking endlessly.
"The fight begins!" the elder of Luoying Valley ordered.
Sikong Lin, a fallen disciple, looks extremely delicate, but her attacks are quite fierce.
Without saying a word, she twisted her fingers around, twisting the Peach Blossom Sword Qi in her hand, and tested it with extreme caution. The Peach Blossom Sword Qi was no more than the size of a thumb, tearing the air apart, and even with the Nascent Soul magical power, it could break the void. Wearing it is enough to show the power of this magical power.
Ye Zang was not in a hurry, he still held the green steel magic sword, and used Cangyun's first sword energy to confront him, flying away the peach blossom sword energy.
During this period, Sikong Lin had already attacked, walking at a ghostly pace, extremely fast, and he had already covered a hundred feet of distance between them.
She came from the sky and landed with a palm!
That was the Nascent Soul Magic Palm. It was opened by her majestic magic power and fell from the sky with a roaring sound. It was also accompanied by flying peach blossom magic power. It looked beautiful, but And filled with murderous intent.
"Luo Yingzhang!" someone said.
"Senior Sister Sikong has mastered this magical power, and this person will undoubtedly be defeated."
"That is natural. It is incredible that this Cangxuan disciple can break into the discussion on the second day. , If he meets a casual cultivator, he can still fight, but unfortunately, his luck is a bit worse," said the disciple of Luoying Valley.
Ye Zang raised his eyes and looked at the magic palm falling from the sky. The huge magic power made his Taoist robes make a hunting sound.
The green steel magic sword in his hand kept trembling, and the pure sword energy continued to manifest.
"Using Cangyun's seven moves, I can barely defeat this person." Ye Zang thought in his heart.
He has to control his Taoism to avoid exposing his flaws in the public eye. It is best not to use his own Taoism. Cang Xuan's magical power is not weak, but he is facing the disciples of Luoying Valley. He is also a genuine great sect with supernatural powers.
Buzz buzz!
The green steel magic sword was trembling, and in a few breaths, the seven moves were superimposed. Under Ye Zang's urging, the green pure sword energy was instantly extended by a hundred feet, like a sharp sword that cuts the sky. .
Ye Zang's face was calm, and he went straight up to reach the magical power, neither retreating nor avoiding.
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(End of this chapter)