Chapter 109 The Fierce Fighting of the Upper Seventh Rank (Two in One)
During the Flowing Cloud Banquet, a total of ten spiritual energies were given, and the first seven corresponded to the seven true pictures of the Taoist Academy.
Purple Lightning and Green Rainbow True Picture, Golden Sun True Picture, Tiangang Star Dou True Picture, Cloud Seal Picture, Toad Moon Divine Light True Picture, Planting Heaven and Earth Evergreen Picture, Five Elements True Wheel Picture.
These seven auras are all the best among auras. As long as you understand the foundation building method, the probability of foundation building is as high as 80%, and the aura is extremely rich. Once the foundation building is successful, it can be transformed. For the sake of powerful magic, save ten years of hard training.
These first seven places are also the top seven of Liuyun Banquet, which is of great significance.
And because of the large number of disciples in the Taoist Academy, there are no longer a handful of disciples from Seven Lines, aristocratic families, and poor families who practice the same true diagram. Sometimes there are even dozens of people practicing the same technique.
In this way, a spiritual energy is obviously not moist enough.
So the Taoist Academy always gives out ten spiritual energies every time. The last three spiritual energies are to give another chance to the disciples who failed to snatch the seventh grade spiritual energy.
As long as you can win the last three battles, the Taoist Academy will still use the winner's technique and grant a corresponding spiritual energy.
However, this spiritual energy is not of the highest quality. At most, it can only be of the highest quality. It has a 70% chance of building a foundation and has no ability to transform mana.
At this moment, the first ray of spiritual energy released by the old Taoist was exactly the highest grade of spiritual energy, Qinghong Golden Cloud Qi.
This is the spiritual energy needed to build the foundation of the Purple Lightning Blue Rainbow True Picture. Once this spiritual energy is refined, it can create the "Qinghong Dao Foundation", which can escape light extremely quickly, like lightning or a rainbow. The sword seal is like a dream, with strange and extraordinary powers. It is one of the secret images of the Taoist academy. Generally speaking, only disciples of the seven major lines and aristocratic families have the opportunity to practice it.
With the emergence of this spiritual energy, a ring made of white jade quietly floated in front of the hall.
The Qinghong Golden Cloud Qi hovers above the jade platform, looming, not only that, but a green token also hovers endlessly on the Jade Platform, entangled with the Qinghong Golden Cloud Qi.
"You should know that this Liuyun Banquet is of great significance. The winner will not only win the high-grade spiritual energy, but also enter the ancient mountain secret realm and compete for the twenty remaining heaven and earth spiritual energy."
"The spiritual energy and the token are both on the jade platform. Disciples can come forward as much as they want!"
The old Taoist suspended the spiritual energy and token on the jade platform, and then asked downwards again.
"I'm coming!"
As soon as the old Taoist finished speaking, a young man with a handsome face and wearing a nine-leaf Taoist robe walked out from between the seats of Qingyan Peak in front of the hall.
He has sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, his hands are clasped behind his back, and he has a green long sword at his waist. He looks like a human swordsman, with quite a free and easy aura.
He rose in the sky, Shi Shiran stepped onto the jade throne, looked at everyone in the hall, and asked loudly: "Qingyan Peak, Xiao Yi, are you willing to fight for this power? If any junior brother is dissatisfied, please come and teach me!"< br>
His eyes were as sharp as swords, domineering, and looked at everyone with a strong sense of oppression.
Everyone sitting at the table in a humble family was silent.
Without it, the disciples from poor families would not have the chance to practice the true picture of Purple Lightning and Blue Rainbow.
Only those from the Seven Great Meridians and aristocratic families can practice the Three Methods of the Han Clan, but no Han Clan can practice the Four True Diagrams of the Seven Meridians.
Unless there is another unexpected encounter, throw away the true picture of the Taoist Academy and modify it in other ways, only then can you fight for the energy of the golden sword.
Although this incident is rare, it is not unprecedented in the history of the Taoist Academy. However, at this moment, no one among the disciples from the poor family seems to have such an opportunity, and they all respond silently.
The seven disciples looked at each other and remained silent.
But among the aristocratic family sitting at the table, there was a person who stood up loudly.
"Brother Xiao, in the same situation, we are called senior brothers and sisters. We do not look at age, but only at practice."
"You are several years older than me, but you may not be my senior brother!"
Gu Yuan looked up and saw a young man in white walking out between the seats of the Zhou family.
The young man has red lips and white teeth. He seems to be no more than 20 years old. He still looks a little childish and has a touch of down on his lips.
But at this moment, he responded loudly to Xiao Yi's question, tit for tat, mercilessly, the sword light in his eyes seemed to be even worse, he took two steps and stepped onto the jade platform.
“Then I will learn how the Zhou family’s swordsmanship is transparent!”
Xiao Yi's eyes turned cold, and a golden sword light came in a moment, slashing at the young man.
Not only that, in the void, the sound of golden sword whistling shook all directions, with a strong chill. The intention struck the young man's sea of consciousness.
Jin Xiao’s spiritual knowledge!
The best spiritual consciousness that has been swallowed by Jinxiao Lingshui.
But the young man just sneered, and the same golden roar vibrated in all directions in the sea of consciousness, facing Xiao Yi's spiritual attack.
Not only that, his spiritual consciousness seemed to be even better. The invisible golden light was so bright and solid that it overwhelmed Xiao Yi in an instant.
“Cut!”
At the same time, he shouted softly, and suddenly there were thousands of sword lights in his hand, like heavy rain, all of them met the golden attack from Xiao Yi Sword light.
"Clang!"
The sound of the collision of gold and iron could be heard endlessly. For a moment, the shadows of swords surrounded it, as if there were thousands of sharp swords crisscrossing the stage, which was dazzling.
Everyone watching had serious expressions on their faces, especially the disciples from the humble family.
Both of the two people on the stage were in love with swords. The chilling meaning between the vertical and horizontal sword lights was frightening. They all compared themselves. If they were on the stage, how many moves could they survive?
This is a duel between the most talented disciples in the Taoist Academy and should not be underestimated.
"Boom!"
The sword light was brilliant like rain, as if there were two monsters condensed by sword energy fighting on the stage. The spilled sword energy tore the air and made a harsh sound. The clanging sound.
The duel between the two did not involve too many fancy or magical seals, but just continued to pile up the sword light to make it faster and more powerful.
“Stab it!”
After practicing sword skills, the victory or defeat is determined quickly.
But after a few breaths, Xiao Yi was struck with a hideous wound on his chest. Blood flowed horizontally, and his internal organs were faintly visible.
Looking at the boy from the Zhou family, his sleeves were cut off.
A clear distinction between superior and inferior.
Xiao Yi looked pale, as if he was lost and in disbelief.
“I accept it, Junior Brother Xiao!”
The young man from the Zhou family put his hands behind his back and smiled softly at Xiao Yi.
“Whoosh!”
In front of the hall, the old man stretched out his hand, and a turquoise light fell on Xiao Yi's chest, healing his wounds.
"Now that we have been defeated, let's go down to cultivate. There may not be any chance of fighting again if we get to the third level."
As soon as these words came out, Xiao Yi's face turned even pale and he took a few deep breaths. , suppressed his restless emotions, bowed to the Zhou family boy, and then returned to his seat, but his back was a little sluggish.
"My fellow disciples, are there still people who want to take the Qinghong Golden Cloud Qi? Zhou Jun will accompany you to the end!"
The young man from the Zhou family was full of high spirits and asked the audience loudly.
The road to competition is not about quantity, but quality.
Xiao Yi is Qing Yan Peak’s senior brother in the Qi refining stage. Along the way, he has defeated many fellow Taoist sword cultivators. Being able to defeat Xiao Yi means defeating countless fellow disciples.
At this moment, with the momentum of great victory, he questioned everyone, but no one dared to answer.
Among the seats at Qingyan Peak, there was a young man with angry eyes in his eyes. He seemed to be about to go on stage, but was held back by Xiao Yi.
Seeing this, Zhou Jun laughed loudly, waved his sleeves and robes, took away the Qinghong Golden Cloud Qi and the token, and Shi Shiran returned to his seat.
After this battle, the atmosphere in the hall suddenly became polarized. Some people's palms were sweating, while others were full of fighting spirit.
The old Taoist waved his sleeves, and another red-gold spiritual energy wrapped around a token, soaring into the sky like a flame, hovering above the jade platform.
"Red Flame Flowing Light Qi!"
"Who is willing to take the thing that forged the foundation of Jinyang Taoism?"
Before the old Taoist finished speaking, several people shouted loudly. rise.
"I'm coming!"
"I'm coming!"
Among the Seven Meridians, aristocratic families, and poor families, there are people rising up in the sky, wanting to seize this spiritual energy.
Obviously, there are not a few people who practice the true pictures of red fire.
Gu Yuan immediately understood why Bian Chuyao insisted on looking for the Liuyan Golden Fruit.
Without this result, this woman would not be completely sure of winning the spiritual energy.
"Disciples from a poor family also want to seize the aura of the highest grade?"
Because he is closer to the Jade Seat, among the Seven Meridians, a young man with a wide forehead and thin lips took the lead in stepping onto the Jade Seat. tower. This person is the Qingyan Peak disciple who wanted to stand up for Xiao Yi before.
He glanced at the direction of the aristocratic family, his eyes slightly solemn, but he turned to look at the young man standing up in the humble family, with a look of ridicule on his face.
"A disciple from a poor family, are you not a disciple of the Taoist Academy?"
"You can cultivate to the ninth level of Qi refining, so can I. If you can understand the foundation-building method, why can't I? This Red Flame Flowing Light Qi , If you can fight for it, I can fight for it too!”
The disciple from the poor family looks ordinary, and seems to be quite old. There is a trace of vicissitudes of life in his eyes, but fortunately his appearance has not aged. It should be that he works a little hard every day and looks a little bit old.
At this moment, facing the question from the disciples of Qing Yan Peak, he retorted unceremoniously and with great momentum.
And he was so fast that he even stepped onto the jade platform before the disciples from the aristocratic family on the other side.
Upon seeing this, the disciple of the aristocratic family stopped immediately and looked at the two of them with interest.
Flowing clouds feasting on fighting skills, not caring about wheel battles.
Every time someone wins, a foundation-building monk will take action to help the winner recover his mana before fighting again.
Keep fighting until no one is competing.
The Taoist Academy also wanted to use this banquet to test the quality of its disciples.
Fight slowly, don't rush.
“Disciples from the Han Clan cannot cultivate the Four True Diagrams, so you have to practice it instead?”
Seeing that the disciples from the Han Clan did not care about their status at all, the Qingyan Peak disciple looked a little angry and asked sternly .
"What does it have to do with you? The disciples from the Taoist academy who have never been allowed to practice other methods. If they obtain the great way, it will also be the foundation of the Taoist academy!"
The disciple from the poor family replied lightly.
But this is the truth. The Taoist Academy hopes that its disciples can practice as many wonderful techniques as possible. If they can achieve the golden elixir and recruit disciples, it will be equivalent to adding a true picture to the Taoist Academy.
The reason why the family and the Seven Great Lines are able to practice the Four True Diagrams is because these four true diagrams were collected from many golden elixirs after the Qingfeng Taoist Temple was established. Therefore, their descendants and disciples , you have the right to choose more.
"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth!"
Seeing that the person in front of him showed no respect for him, the Qingyan Peak disciple was immediately furious. Several seals came out, and in an instant, green flames filled the air. The green fire was surging like a big river, rushing towards the disciples of the Han Clan.
“Eat fire and turn to the sky seal!”
But the humble disciple just sneered in his heart, opened his mouth and swallowed all the vast sea of fire in front of him.
"Blue Flame Seal!"
Seeing this, the Qingyan Peak disciple's complexion changed slightly, and he turned his hand and made another secret seal, raining down a fire and attacking the Han Clan disciples.
But the disciple just opened his mouth again and swallowed, sucking all the flames into his belly.
It is as if there is a universe in his belly that can accommodate infinite green flames.
"What kind of seal is this?!"
The face of the young man from Biyan Peak changed, but the disciple from the humble family did not answer. He just opened his mouth and spat out, and a green flame suddenly flew like a dragon, knocking the young man down. On the jade platform.
"Bang!"
The winner was decided. The young man's face was extremely pale. He seemed to refuse to admit defeat and wanted to go up to the stage to fight again. However, with a wave of his sleeve, the old man immediately returned to his original position. .
“Not bad!”
The old Taoist glanced at the poor disciples on the jade platform, and a smile appeared on his face.
This is the meaning of the Taoist Temple’s Flowing Cloud Banquet.
Gold is found only when the waves wash away the sand.
There are always some people who rise to the occasion and emerge strong.
This scene caused the expressions of all the people who practiced the fire method in the hall to change.
The disciple from the previous family also had an extremely solemn expression.
But after a slight hesitation, he steeled himself and walked onto the stage.
"Boom!"
The sea of fire was raging, but everything was the same as before. There was something unknown in the young man's belly, and he restrained all fire techniques. In just a few breaths, he defeated the disciple of the family again. , standing on the jade platform.
This scene surprised everyone, and many disciples from poor families were excited and looked uplifted.
But Gu Yuan shook his head slightly, feeling pity for this person.
While he was sighing, a soft voice sounded in the hall.
“This senior brother, Chu Yao would like to learn some clever tricks, is it possible?”
With a gentle smile on his face, and his skin as white as snow, Bian Chuyao walked up to the jade platform in the distance. .
Everyone looked over. The disciples of the aristocratic family all had expectations in their eyes.
The disciples from the humble family also stared at the two of them intently.
The disciple from the humble family was not afraid at all in the face of many looks. He just said loudly: "Junior sister, please!"
"Then please give me some advice, senior brother!"
Bian Chuyao smiled. There was a sound, and then golden flames condensed into the shape of a dragon between the sleeves, and suddenly rushed towards the disciple of the Han family.
This flame dragon is lifelike, covered in scales and armor. The most important thing is that it is covered in golden light, like golden magma flowing, and it is extremely magical.
The disciple from the humble family also had a serious expression on his face, but he did not panic. He just opened his mouth and swallowed, and the golden flame dragon suddenly turned into a golden stream of light and was swallowed by him.
But Bian Chuyao just smiled softly, and another golden flame dragon flew out of his sleeves.
The face of the humble disciple changed, and he took another breath, sucking the flame dragon into his belly again.
But Bian Chuyao just stretched out his finger, and another flaming dragon rose into the sky.
Three lanes, four lanes, five lanes... In an instant, it was like a group of dragons dancing together, and the scene was extremely magical.
After swallowing the Liu Yan Golden Fruit, all of Bian Chuyao's magic power has been transformed into red flame gilded gold. In conjunction with the secret seal of the clan, the power of fire magic has reached an unimaginable level. With a wave of his hand, there is a torrential sea of fire.
As long as her magic power is endless, fire dragons can be born continuously.
At this moment, she seemed to be the master of flames.
The disciple from the humble sect glanced at the red flame qi and the green token above his head, gritted his steel teeth, and used all his strength to activate the seal in his belly, constantly devouring the fire dragon in front of him.
I don’t care even if my belly is as bulging as a basin.
The corners of his eyes were bloodshot and he would never give up.
Bian Chuyao sighed when he saw this, but he didn't hold back at all. His magic power continued to condense into a fire dragon.
The abdomen of the disciple from a poor family is getting bigger and bigger, like a pregnant woman giving birth, holding up her robe high, and red veins are constantly emerging on her skin.
“That’s enough!”
“There are still opportunities to get to the third level, so don’t show off!”
At this moment, the old Taoist finally took action. With a wave of his sleeve, a golden light hit the humble disciple.
“Ugh!”
The disciple from the humble family suddenly vomited, and countless golden flames were spat out like a tide like a tide.
As the flames spit out, the bulge in his abdomen slowly dissipated, but his face was as pale as paper, and his eyes looked unwillingly at the spiritual energy and tokens on the jade platform.
“Senior sister has unparalleled fire skills, I lost!”
But after all, he was sensible and did not make a fuss. He bowed to Bian Chuyao and staggered to leave.
Seeing this scene, all the disciples from the humble family were silent and their momentum was greatly reduced.
"What's your name, and which cave do you practice in?"
Seeing this, Bian Chuyao turned her eyes and asked the disciple from the humble family.
"Ma Wu, practicing in Sanyan Cave."
The disciple from the humble family couldn't figure out what Bian Chuyao meant, but after hesitating, he still reported his name and cave.
Happy New Year to everyone!
(End of this chapter)