Eternal Sacred King Chapter 935: The disciple is unwilling!
"It turned out to be the two of you."
Ye Tiancheng has returned to the throne, smiled sensibly, and said quietly: "Okay, very good. I want to see how long you two can hide in Qianhemen!"
"Sister Master, look."
The little fat man immediately filed a complaint and said: "Being in front of you, he dared to yell there, he really doesn't put you in his eyes!"
Hearing these words, Ye Tiancheng was so angry that he could not wait to rush into the crowd and smash the little fat man into pieces!
"That's it."
Daojun Lanyue waved his hand, ignoring the little fat man, and said: "Everyone, welcome to Qianhemen as a guest and participate in this tea party."
"The tea party is mainly divided into two parts, you must have known it, I will not repeat it. First, the battle of formations."
"Secondly, there is the battle of alchemy; third, the battle of Fuluo."
"Fourth, it is the most important thing of this tea party, the battle between Bailianmen and the Palace of Dark Fire!"
Unexpectedly.
This much-anticipated battle for refining weapons was arranged by Qianhemen at the end.
Su Zimo glanced at Minghan in the Palace of Dark Fire, then glanced at Liu Hanyan, and shook his head slightly.
The status of the two is obviously quite different.
Ming Han and Ye Tiancheng talked and laughed happily and looked relaxed.
And Liu Hanyan lowered his head slightly, clenched his fists, and said nothing.
Su Zimo could see that Liu Hanyan was under great pressure and was already nervous.
But he can't help with this kind of thing.
He is a refiner and can refine spirit weapons.
In the current refining battle, the two sides are competing for refining magical weapons!
Spiritual weapons and magical weapons sound only one word apart, but in fact, they are very different!
Although, Jihuo Daojun has taught him many secrets of refining magical artifacts, he has never tried it.
Refining tools, there is no epiphany, what is needed is countless attempts and countless exercises.
There needs to be hard work!
Jihuo Daojun taught him these things, and it took only three months, so he didn't have time to practice.
The tea party has started.
The first game was a battle of formations.
The rules are simple.
Guzhenmen will send a monk.
The rest of the sect forces, including Xianmen Buddhism, Zhongzhou Gomen, aristocratic families, and even casual cultivators, as long as there is a formation mage, can beat this ancient formation monk, even if the opponent wins.
If no one can beat the ancient formation gate monk, then the ancient formation gate will win!
Although the rules are simple, they reveal the confidence and foundation of being one of the four big side doors!
The disciples who come out of the ancient formation gate can take up all formation challenges!
The final winner will be proclaimed the title of Master by Daojun Lanyue!
For example, the final winner of the formation duel is the formation master.
The ultimate winner of the alchemy battle is the alchemy master.
Four duels, a total of four masters were decided!
You can drink a cup of premium Tongxuan tea!
The battle of formations is deduced in a huge sand table. Only the monk's divine consciousness needs to enter it to start the formation.
Su Zimo has also studied formations.
Even all these years, he has never left it.
Because, every time the Candlelight Sword Array is upgraded, not only does the number of flying swords increase, but it also comprehends the profound meaning of this layer.
It's just that Su Zimo's candlelight sword array is stuck on the third floor, and it has stagnated.
He had already understood the formation of the fourth layer.
But there is no magic sword to match it.
The fourth layer of candlelight sword array requires thirty-six swords.
Furthermore, if you want the formation to be successful, the body, weight, length and so on of these thirty-six swords must be similar!
Su Zimo didn't know how to make magical artifacts.
To get together thirty-six-handed magic swords that are exactly the same is simply a dream!
So, after stepping into the Nascent Soul Realm, his candlelight sword formation has been put on hold.
The more the sword formation reaches the later stage, the more flying swords are needed.
To cultivate to the ninth level, a total of eighty-one flying swords are needed!
The power of the candlelight sword formation is amazing, but it has not been passed down. Even the ancient formation gate cultivator, not many people can recognize this sword formation.
This is why!
Su Zimo was free, so he leaned to the sand table to watch the battle of formations.
About two hours.
The result came out.
In the end, it was a Yanbai Zhenjun from the ancient formation who won!
The Yanbai Zhenjun finally set up a large formation, trapping more than 100 formation masters in a row, no one can escape, and the record is dazzling!
"Gift tea!"
Lan Yue Daojun smiled and waved his hand gently, and a piece of tender green tea at the top of the Tongxuan tea tree floated down and fell into the teacup.
The elder next to her took a fresh spiritual spring, boiled it with mana, turned it into a ball of water, and rolled it into a teacup.
Bah!
A scent of tea spreads quickly, which is refreshing.
Just standing in the distance and smelling the fragrance of tea will have such an impact. This is the preciousness of this top-quality Tongxuan tea!
Elder Qianhemen made tea personally and delivered it.
Mr Yanbai was flattered, received the best Tongxuan tea, looked at the green tea, and drank it on his back regardless of the hotness!
The tea poured into his abdomen, and Zhenjun Yanbai shocked all over, he immediately sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and realized his cultivation, and instantly plunged into concentration and immersed in it.
The cultivator of the ancient formation gate hurriedly surrounded him and protected him from being disturbed.
After that, there was the battle of alchemy.
Alchemists from all over Zhongzhou can participate in the challenge.
It is the Danyang monk who meets the challenge.
The alchemist sent by the Danyang Sect was not someone else, but Tang Yu, who had interacted with Su Zimo in the ancient battlefield, and liked to pretend to be a woman as a man!
Xiao Ning and Ji Chengtian were able to visit Danyang Gate in the first place, thanks to Tang Yu's recommendation.
I haven't seen him for many years, Tang Yu is still the same, pretending to be a white-faced scholar, looking from a distance, like a handsome brother.
Xiao Ning couldn't help thinking of Su Zimo's heart.
"If Xiao Ning is still there, she must have a chance to compete for the name of this alchemy master based on her attainments in alchemy."
Su Zimo secretly said in his heart.
The battle for alchemy is relatively short, and within an hour, the winner has already been decided.
Not surprisingly, Tang Yu won the title of Alchemy Master!
"Gift tea!"
Dao Monarch Lanyue did not hesitate, and once again picked a piece of tea from the tip of the Tongxuan tea tree.
The elder Qianhemen made the best Tongxuan tea and sent it over.
In a blink of an eye, it was the third game, Fu Lu showdown!
This time, as the host of Qianhemen, there is no room for loss. The monk sent out is Leng Rou!
"Go, with your talents, you should be able to win the title of Master Fuluo."
Lan Yue Daojun looked at Leng Rou, nodded and smiled, very satisfied with this disciple.
Leng Rou made a fist slightly~IndoMTL.com~ His eyes flicked across the faces of Ji Chengtian, Little Fatty, and Shi Jian. Seeing the encouraging gazes of the three of them, they finally made up their minds.
"Master!"
Leng Rou came to Daojun Lanyue and knelt down directly.
Daojun Lanyue frowned slightly and said: "If you have anything, get up and talk."
"Master, if a disciple can win the title of Master Fulu, he can do nothing. There is only one request. Master, please answer!"
Leng Rou was still kneeling, her eyes firm, and she said slowly.
True Monarch Lanyue seems to have realized something, his face sinking slightly, he hesitated for a long time, then said: "Tell me about it."
"The disciples do not want to become a Taoist couple with Ye Tiancheng!"
Leng Rou said this sentence almost word by word, sonorously and loudly!
As soon as the voice fell, the group was in an uproar!