Chapter 611 Create another miracle and become famous in Xuanzong
Seeing this scene, Wang Boran felt a little unbelievable. He half-turned around, looked to one side, and said, "I knew Zhou Zhenren was an absolute genius, but I didn't expect him to be so strong."
"Zhenren Zhou is indeed a genius of a generation, a person who meets once in ten thousand years." Not far away, a cloud of air spread out, and Zhang Chengjie, a great monk from the Qingxuan Sect, walked out. The blue clouds above his head were rising, and he held up the orb. Countless The seal script flew out, brilliant and bright, and he looked up at the majestic atmosphere that suppressed all directions like the Milky Way, and said: "But it's hard to tell if this is a real fight."
In this competition, only mystical skills and magic power were competed. Zhou Qing's extraordinary aptitude was able to defeat three veteran monks. Although it was shocking, it was not impossible.
But once there is a real fight, it's different.
Zhou Qing's qualifications are only once in ten thousand years, but he is a newly promoted monk after all. In terms of understanding the Dharma Body, cultivating magical powers, and nourishing the life magic weapon, he is definitely inferior to the veteran monks.
"That's right." Wang Boran nodded. He raised his head and stared at the endless mysterious energy that stretched across the peaks and covered all around. He couldn't help but admired and said: "Anyway, after this celebration, the name of Zhou Daoyou will be It’s really going to spread throughout the world.”
No matter how you put it, the most fundamental thing for a monk is mystical skills and magic power. Whether it is other magical powers or magic weapons, as long as there is enough time, you can slowly cultivate and improve them. And with Zhou Qing's performance at the Dharma Ceremony this time, he was able to fight one against three with amazing mystical skills and magical power, and his future future is limitless.
As time goes by, Zhou Qing will definitely grow into one of the most terrifying monks below the Dongtian realm!
"Famous throughout the world."
Zhang Chengjie sensed the overwhelming spiritual clouds in mid-air, and his eyes were faint. He had long heard that Jing Beixuan of the Zhenyi Sect was extremely talented, and now another genius who seemed even more powerful had emerged.
In the Flying Palace, Zhou Guan looked at the endless profound energy that stretched across the sky, pressing down on the peaks. There was an endless stream, filled with a sense of majesty. His heart finally let go, and then indescribable joy surged into his heart. His face was full of shock and joy, and he said: "I defeated three great monks at once, it's amazing, it's amazing!"
At first, when he saw the three great monks teaming up to besiege Zhou Qing, his heart was in his throat. He thought the scene would be ugly and make the celebration an anticlimactic event. But then suddenly things took a turn for the worse, and Zhou Qing, as a newly promoted great monk, With his posture, he crushed the three great monks and completely gained the upper hand.
Even though he was not a witness, he only watched from a distance. As a descendant of the Zhou family in Luochuan, his blood was tingling, and his whole body was on fire with excitement and joy.
Such scenery, such incredible scenery, he could not even dream of!
The great monk of the Luochuan Zhou family who arranged the ceremony couldn't help but laugh. His voice echoed in the hall, spreading far and wide, with a sense of joy.
This Dharma Assembly celebration was a complete success, even better than expected. With his own strength, he defeated three veteran Xuanmen monks. Zhou Qing, a younger member of the clan, is very famous.
The Xuanqi circled in mid-air, as if the magic power of the three great monks from Doumu Palace, Taixiao Sect and Yingtian Academy had begun to shrink, so a scroll of golden light fell down. , transformed into a Nascent Soul Dharmakaya, slowly falling towards the altar. Then there were formations of auspicious clouds, layers of stamens, and mysterious sounds that spread throughout the island.
After three or five breaths, the Yuanying Dharma Body gathered itself, and Zhou Qing reappeared on it, his star-like eyes slowly sweeping over the entire place.
The other party carried the invincible power that had just overwhelmed the three great monks. Anyone present who touched his eyes would subconsciously feel the endless majesty rushing towards them, and could not help but lower their eyelids slightly, not to look at him.
At this time, a melodious bell rang, countless mysterious sounds spread, and countless inspirations turned into different haloes and fell down, tinkling incessantly.
This celebration ceremony ends here!
At the same time, the news that Zhou Qing single-handedly defeated the three great monks in this celebration ceremony flew out like a bird with wings and spread in all directions, spreading further and further, becoming more and more exaggerated.
Any interested person from any force will be shocked when they hear it. Such celebrations are very rare.
Zhou Qing's name shocked the major forces for the first time, not just because of his reputation as a genius, but also because he was regarded as a rising giant, a future Cave God!
In a mountain peak, Jiang Shuyuan, the female immortal from Doumu Palace, snorted coldly, waved her sleeves, stood up and came to the palace.
There is an embroidered treasure mirror hanging in the center of the hall. When the mirror is facing inward, when the sky is shining, countless broken lights jump out of the mirror and fall on the golden brick floor, like circles of divine wheels, with the appearance of gods in them. Sit down and sing. The gods are all goddesses, majestic and solemn, and the sounds they make also contain coldness. Wherever they go, the entire space is immersed in divine light.
This is the magic weapon she brought from the door. The mirror is hung high to shield the energy, so that no one can observe what is going on above.
Facing the mirror light, Jiang Shuyuan came to sit on the high platform above. A jade lotus bloomed behind her, reflecting her beautiful face, which was cold. She came all the way to attend the celebration ceremony for the newly promoted monks, just to see Zhou Qing's beauty, but the result made her not happy.
Two quarters of an hour later, there was a sound of cranes outside, and then a white line shot out. When it arrived in front of the main hall, a treasure aura like clouds and water fell down. The feathers of the Tao drooped down and turned into a crane cloak, which was draped around the body. Shen Ziguang stepped in, his Dharma body was misty and inexplicable.
This Taixiaozong came inside, bowed to Jiang Shuyuan, and then sat down on another cloud platform.
The two sat opposite each other, silent for a while. Only the light from the mirror above continued to fall, and the remaining light went in all directions, hitting the wall, like water hitting the waves, rushing in, but silently.
At the Dharma Ceremony that just passed, although the two of them did not take action with all their strength due to various reasons, there is no doubt that the three of them joined forces and did not suppress Zhou Qing, making them look disgraceful to the high-ranking monks in their respective sects. .
It was Jiang Shuyuan who spoke first, breaking the dead silence in the hall. The six colors on her temples were glowing, and there was a sword-like murderous aura in her tone, saying: "If we were to fight in real ways, we would never let Zhou Qing, a junior like him, show off his power like this!"
Shen Ziguang nodded in agreement. In a real life-and-death fight, he had full confidence in the female immortal from Doumu Palace in front of him, not to mention Zhou Qingyi, a newly promoted monk?
“What’s next?”
After saying a few words, Jiang Shuyuan calmed down his emotions. The true sect is determined to expand, and the collision with Doumu Palace will not stop in the future. New great monks like Zhou Qing must be the vanguard and new force, and the current understanding and targeting are not enough.
Shen Ziguang glanced at the opposite person, pondered for a moment, and said, "In the past few days, I am going to visit some real people from the Zhenyi Sect."
"The real person of Zhenyi Sect."
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Jiang Shuyuan's eyes lit up and he was thoughtful.
Zhenyi Sect and Doumu Palace are both high-level Xuanmen. Such Xuanmen sects have always had complicated forces. The rise of a peerless genius like Zhou Qing will inevitably affect other forces and make them dissatisfied.
No superpower is monolithic, and finding allies from the Shinichi Sect is by no means a fantasy.
After deciding whether to communicate with each other, Shen Zi said goodbye and left. When he came outside, he saw towering mountains in the distance, half mixed with clouds, and a ring of cold color on the outside. The coldness hit his face, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.
In order to compete for the sphere of influence, the two sects, Doumu Palace and Zhenyi Sect, are in a subtle confrontation. As a great monk of Doumu Palace, Jiang Shuyuan is indeed not suitable for activities in Zhenyi Sect, because he is likely to hit a wall. But if he had to deal with Zhou Qing as an individual, it would be different if he didn't involve the Zhenyi Sect.
The forces within the Zhenyi Sect that were dissatisfied with Zhou Qing had already contacted them in advance through the elders of the sect before he came. After all, Taixiao Sect and Zhenyi Sect are both Xuanmen, and they have many connections both overtly and covertly.
Shen Zi made a move with his hand, and a flying car fell from the clouds. On it was a beautiful canopy, with three birds and three beasts beside it, hidden in the auspicious clouds. Four golden boys and girls stood on it, holding jade vases and treasure boxes, their auras shining. Shine.
When he got on the speeding car, he heard a clear chirp of cranes, and a large formation of auspicious clouds rose into the sky and went into the distance.
I don't know how long it took, but a piece of auspicious color appeared in front of me, whirling around in the air, forming a whirlpool, with large clouds of smoke flowing in it, like washed emerald color, spotless.
Faintly, there was a tall figure inside, looming, but couldn't see clearly.
Seeing the speeding car arriving, the smoke dissipated and the monk inside was revealed. He was a middle-aged man. He wore a crown on his head, sun and moon fairy clothes, and a fish and dragon bag hanging around his waist. His skin was extremely white, like jade. The whole person stood there with a sense of concentration.
"Fellow Daoist Shen." Seeing Shen Ziguang get off the cloud car, the middle-aged monk came up to greet him with a smile on his face and said: "Long time no see, fellow Taoist, your demeanor is even better than before."
"Fellow Taoist Meng." Shen Ziguang sensed the aura as thick as a mountain on the other party's body, and his eyes narrowed slightly. Over the years, the other party had remained quiet, but he did not expect that his realm had become deeper and deeper. He also smiled broadly and said, "Long time no see."
(End of chapter)