The Transmigrator’s Cultivation Chapter 82:
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Only when he opened his eyes, Xu Ziqing saw the man in white still sitting on the opposite side. He couldn't help being slightly surprised that Brother Yun didn't return to the ring?
I didn't think much about it, but the prohibition was touched.
The clouds flickered, the golden light on the prohibition disappeared, and the others disappeared indoors.
Xu Ziqing removed the ban, and as expected, only Su Xin would come to look for him at this time.
I saw the boy in red stepping on the scarlet flying sword, leaning his head in, smiling and looking picturesquely: "Brother Ziqing feels good this night?"
Xu Ziqing smiled: "I've just been in concentration. I never heard you call me. I'm really sorry."
Su Xin also smiled and said: "I know you work hard, it was I who disturbed you."
Xu Ziqing shook his head: "It's nothing to bother me, brother Axin, you are here to find me, but something is going on?"
Su Xin sighed: "Today is about to fight, I want to go to see the fun with you, see and see, what do you think Brother Ziqing?"
Xu Ziqing thought for a while and said, "It's okay. These many talented disciples have come here, they can just go to see and learn."
Su Xin nodded and smiled: "That's the truth."
The two of them are sure to leave behind. Naturally, it is more cost-effective to see the experience of the fighters. The two agreed, Xu Ziqing stood up, walked out, and naturally a floating object was born under his foot.
The outside is not richer than the aura in the cave, so I just got out of the cave, and it feels not as comfortable as before.
Su Xin also sighed: "It's really hard to go from extravagance to frugality."
Xu Ziqing said: "Even though it is less aura, it is much stronger than Tenglong Peak."
Su Xin laughed at the answer: "That's true too."
After these two sentences, Su Xin pulled Xu Ziqing onto his flying sword and said: "Use my flying sword. It's not early. If you can't hurry, I'm afraid it will be too late. Senior Tang is annoyed."
Xu Ziqing didn't mind his rudeness, so he accepted the spell and stood behind Su Xin. Then Hou Su Xin urged a sword tactic, and the flying sword broke through the air. As soon as the two of them set off, light came out from the other cave, and it was Elder Peng and Elder Wu who followed closely behind them.
Quickly rounded to the front of Tenglong Peak, below that is the towering hall, flying swords swooped down quickly, and landed on a clearing in front of the hall.
At this time, there were cultivators going to the temple one after another. It turned out that the place of fighting was in this temple.
Xu Ziqing and Su Xin also entered side by side, the seats in it were still the same as yesterday, and the two of them were not welcome and took their seats straight. Elder Peng, Elder Wu, came next, and didn't say much.
Xu Zitang came earlier, and when the two of them came, he nodded, and Xu Ziqing returned a gentle smile. But Xu Zifeng's elder brother, Xu Zifeng, did not sit behind this time, but was seated with his sister, but he did not know why.
In a short while, there were seventy or eighty people in the temple. In addition to Wen Dou's victory yesterday, some losers also went here, presumably with the idea of observing, but as for the spirit veins, they gave up slightly.
Some people put more emphasis on the accumulation of spiritual power, while others think that the magic moves are more important, but there is nothing to say.
Everyone was sitting still, and a cloud of mist suddenly rushed to the main seat.
After reaching the first place, the clouds melted, revealing that the young man in white and brocade robe is Tang Wenfei.
Xu Ziqing heard Yun Yu's mention of the exercises practiced by the Xiaoshuixianzong, and when he saw these scenes, he secretly wondered.
Thinking: It really looks like a cloud, so chic and comfortable, calm and graceful.
Tang Wenfei smiled on his lips, looks plump like jade, and swept his eyes, without the slightest smoky smoke: "You guys come here to fight, don’t rush to the killer."
The monks are all majestic and heroic, each with great ambitions, they should say: "Follow the wishes of Senior Tang!"
Su Xin approached Xu Ziqing and whispered: "I heard Master say that there were a lot of casualties in each Shenglongmen meeting. I don't know what happened this time."
Xu Ziqing said in a strange way: "Senior Tang has just said the main points to the end..."
Su Xin shook his head twice: "Just listen to the first half sentence, and the last half sentence is the beginning."
Xu Ziqing stunned: "...Don't rush to the killer?"
Su Xin said: "Exactly. In the fight, as long as you don't kill people harshly, you will seriously injure your opponent, and it's not a violation of the rules."
Xu Ziqing puzzled: "The casualties..."
Su Xin sighed: "How to hurt people is also a skill. If you really fight, how can you be sure that you can get it! Although the goalkeepers over the years have tried to stop them, but after all, one more person will be damaged. Just a few more chances. Therefore, during the battle, the cultivators are very ill-intentioned, and go straight to the vital point, or use some side tricks. The most is not to kill people in this temple, and after the fight, who Do you care about him?"
There are many inside stories, such as using magic weapons to make the opponent seem not seriously injured, but in fact the internal injury is hard to heal. If you fight with others a few times, you have to give in for a small life. There were also those who were severely injured. They had never had an accident in the temple. After returning to the cave, they died suddenly due to improper healing...All of them had some small tricks.
Xu Ziqing frowned when she heard it: "This is too despicable."
Su Xin looked at Xu Ziqing, but he was a little helpless: "Nonetheless, who doesn't want to stay? One day of practice here can be practiced outside for ten days. One year of practice here is comparable to the outside ten days. Years. Cultivators want to break through the barriers and extend their lives, not to mention that this place is the best way to enter the big world. With this great opportunity, naturally they will not let it go."
Xu Ziqing sighed inwardly, a little unhappy, and immediately became helpless.
As far as he is concerned, he must be open and open, and his mood can be stable.
According to Xu Ziqing's thoughts, those who use all the means will inevitably breed demons, and I am afraid that they will damage Dao Xin... However, the matter of cultivation is still to be self-reliant. He has not yet built a small area. Ji's novice, how do you know which one is better and which is not good? It's better not to be troublesome.
This is not too much nonsense, the other side is about to start fighting.
Tang Wenfei tapped his left palm with his index finger, and a white jade stick appeared in the palm of his hand. There were dozens of jade sticks neatly arranged inside. A light shake was crisp and sweet: "Write a name on each stick, shake it out Whoever is who."
He smiled mildly, and after saying this, he already threw the picket in the air--
I could only hear the sound of ding-dong, and the outside of the pick tube was glowing with bursts of light, which was obviously also a magic weapon.
Suddenly, the swatches stopped abruptly, and two swatches suddenly spit out from it.
The two lotteries flew out very quickly, rushing straight to the left and right sides, just about to hit the two monks!
Since you have defeated many people in the literary fight, how can it be easily settled? The two monks were not in a hurry, each raised their hands, and they already held the sign in their palms.
This is the one who set the first game.
Tang Wenfei said: "Since you have taken the lead, please come out."
So one person on the left and right walked out and stood on each side of the temple. Tang Wenfei stretched out his finger again, and made a double stroke in the air.
I saw two thin clouds form where he slid his fingers, and suddenly they came close to the two. Then the cloud suddenly dispersed, turning into two layers of extremely faint white mist, silently disappearing before the spectators on both sides.
All the spectators only felt that flowers were in front of them, and in the next moment, they had some unusual feelings.
As a result, we all know that it was Tang Wenfei who set the ban to protect everyone's safety.
Look at the two people facing each other in the field.
The man on the left has a long body and is a resolute man who has remained about 30 years old. His skin is bronzed, his muscles are firm, and he has a long knife behind him.
He doesn't look like an immortal monk, but like a mundane swordsman. But if you really think of him as a swordsman, it is absolutely indispensable.
This person is full of sword aura, and his aura is also very domineering. The long sword is black with red, and it can be seen that he drinks countless blood, which fits the spirit of this man!
He clasped his fist and said: "Zhang Tiantai, the magic knife gate, please!"
On the right side is a woman. She has an oval face with curvy eyebrows. She smiles before saying a word. She is already very attractive. She is also a slim figure, with her skin surpassing snow, with a weak Liu Fufeng attitude. With a brocade wrapped around her arms, she circled the slender limbs a few times, and she looked more and more charming.
This is not like a monk who is pursuing the path of immortality, but like a weak and slender boudoir girl.
She's such a beautiful woman, in ordinary circumstances, as long as she has a face-to-face meeting, she has to cut off the other's three-point vigilance first, so that she has the upper hand.
The woman pursed her lips and smiled, and whispered in a soft voice: "Little sister Jingle Gongji Banlian, I have been admiring the fame of Big Brother Zhang for a long time...please."
Xu Ziqing recognized these two people, and they were clearly one of the six outstanding people who were cultivated on the tenth level of Qi Refining at the time of Wen Dou. Unexpectedly, they had already met in the first game. I don’t know how it will end...
When he was thinking about it, he felt that there was one more person beside him. When he turned his head to look, it was Su Xin.
Xu Ziqing was surprised: "Brother Ah Xin, who are you?"
Su Xin smiled and said: "Since you want to watch the fight, it's better to sit closer and talk. Otherwise, what's the fun of watching it alone?"
Xu Ziqing shook his head: "This is not for fun..."
Su Xin was happy at first: "Brother Ziqing always looks like this, it's not good, it's not good." After finishing speaking, he felt wrong, and he hurriedly said again. The deep meaning can only be obtained by argumentation with others, not because of pure play."
Xu Ziqing couldn't help being amused when he saw his explanations like this: "A Xinxian brother said it is very true."
Su Xin was overjoyed, and when he rolled his eyes, he came up with another thought: "You see these two are quite famous, do you want to make a bet with me?"
Xu Ziqing was taken aback, and then laughed: "This..." Just now he said that it wasn't fun, but in a blink of an eye he found fun again. This Su Xin, really can't be free for half a moment. He said in a convenient way, "How do you gamble with those two people before they make a move?"
Su Xin said: "Wait for the two to fight for a while, you and I will bet on each side, as for the winning..." He smiled, "You will stay here for a year. If you win, I will accompany you to practice. Three-day magic; if I win, how about you practice the three-day magic with me?"
Xu Ziqing thought for a while: "It's feasible."
Su Xin said with joy: "Then it's settled!"
The two bet, and there was a lot of money, and when they watched the battle, they became more and more interested.
The two people who had already said hello in the field are about to do it now.