Shenzhou Town Demon Records

Chapter 799
Hearing Chiyang Daoist's question, Fang Lanling coughed and said, "I heard that Master Zixu is good at lightness kung fu, and he was nicknamed 'Nine Heavens Cloud Dragon' in the Jianghu back then. Then the ownership of this Yunlong sword, Fang Lanling A certain person thinks it should be determined by lightness kung fu, everyone, please look at the Qiyun Pagoda on the top of the peak."

After finishing speaking, Fang Lanling pointed to the top of Zhantian Peak, and then explained: "Everyone must be very clear about the origin of this Qiyun Pagoda, and Fang will not repeat it. Because this pagoda has not been completed, and now only steel and iron skeletons remain. , a total of one hundred and eighty feet from the top to the bottom, and it has survived wind, frost, rain and snow and stood firm."

"A certain person climbed this tower in front of the day, pierced the Yunlong sword into the top of the tower, and left the scabbard in his hand. If you intend to compete, please do the same and remove the Yunlong sword from the top of the tower. Which hero is outstanding in lightness, first put Sending the Yunlong sword back to Fang will be the enlightened master of 'Yun Ding Sheng Tian'."

Everyone was eager to give it a try, but when they heard Fang Lanling say this, they couldn't help but feel chills in their hearts.

After all, Qiyun Pagoda is one hundred and eighty feet high, and it is full of steel frame and iron beams. There is no special ladder for going up the tower. If you want to climb to the top of the tower with bare hands to get the sword, you really need to have extraordinary lightness skills.

And at that height, who can guarantee that you won't feel fear, just look down at that time, most likely you will feel dizzy and even lose your mind.

Inadvertently slipping and falling, at least it will hurt your muscles and bones, and at the worst it will kill you, and you have to bear the name of a cowardly person, why bother?
Taoist Chiyang frowned slightly, and looked down the stage with questioning eyes, where the disciples of the Kunlun School were sitting.

At this time, only one person stepped forward, clasped his fists in salute and said, "Senior Brother Qi, I would like to climb the tower to get the sword."

This person is eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed in black strong clothes, tall and straight, with steady and vigorous steps, which shows everyone's demeanor.

Looking at his appearance again, he has a slightly stiff rectangular face, with thick eyebrows but narrow eyes, coupled with the naturally drooping corners of his mouth, he looks serious and dull.

Daoist Chiyang relaxed, nodded slightly and said: "Junior Brother Long volunteered, I have no reason not to refuse, but this tower is towering into the clouds, so don't take it lightly. Junior brother puts his own safety first, so don't force yourself to do so."

The young man in black who dared to love was none other than the famous martial arts champion, the head of the Kunlun School, Yuan Kunlun's disciple Long Zhengyang.

After hearing Taoist Chiyang's instructions, Long Zhengyang said with a straight face: "Thank you for reminding me, brother, please keep this in mind, it is about the sages of our sect, so we should do our best."

Taoist Chiyang stroked his beard and smiled, knowing that Long Zhengyang is a martial arts wizard, especially his lightness kung fu, and this time he represents the Kunlun faction in the battle, and he is quite sure to win the championship in one fell swoop.

Just as Chiyang Daoist was full of approval, a young man came out of the Kongtong faction camp and solemnly bowed to Sima Yu: "I also want to try my skills, please allow the master grand master."

This young man was no stranger, it turned out to be Tanhualang Pang Zijian.

Sima Yu showed appreciation, and said calmly: "Go, remember to do what you can, after all, it's just an insignificant thing, so there's no need to be arrogant."

These words clearly derogate the Kunlun faction, but Taoist Chiyang is not easy to argue, so he can only sullenly secretly luck.

Satisfied, Pang Zijian bowed again and said: "Disciple wakes up, and will never let our sect be ashamed."

Seeing the Kunlun faction and the Kongtong faction confronting each other, everyone had expectations in their hearts. At this time, they saw a woman in white flitting out, walking forward with light and agile steps, and said in a voice: "I have seen Mr. Fang!" , the little girl Xing Zhiying, ordered by her grandfather, tried to climb the tower to get the sword."

Fang Lanling said happily: "Ms. Xing is a woman who does not give way to men. Fang sincerely admires it. There will inevitably be hardships and dangers on the way to the tower. Please take care of yourself."

Xing Zhiying nodded in agreement, and Pang Zijian said with concern on his face: "Sister Xing, why take the risk, I will give it to you after I get the Yunlong Sword."

Xing Zhiying's pretty face blushed, and she said in a straight voice, "Don't dare to bother Brother Pang, since grandpa ordered me to take the sword, I will do my best."

Pang Zijian was stunned and cast a cold glance at Long Zhengyang who was opposite him, his face darkened again.

Long Zhengyang looked indifferent, nodded to Xing Zhiying, Quan Dang said hello.

Feeling sad, Xing Zhiying also nodded in response, suddenly her thoughts were flying, and the shadow of another person flashed in her mind, and then her eyes turned red, and she almost shed tears.

Seeing Xing Zhiying's appearance, Xiaolei was very happy in his heart, and said with intoxicated eyes: "Xiao Yinger is really getting more and more beautiful, and even though she is a woman, she may not be as good as that boring fake number one scholar. It's just that the tower is too high , It’s terrible to fall, so don’t let anything happen to her.”

Mu Yun nodded and said, "That's right. Let's talk about one hundred and eighty feet. It's a height of more than ten feet. It's more dangerous to fall. This time, it's a test of lightness skills in name, but it's actually a competition of courage. After all, Miss Xing is a Weak women, if you get timid in the middle of the journey, the consequences will be unforeseeable."

Xiaolei rolled his eyes and took the opportunity to encourage him: "Da Mutou, you have good lightness skills, so why not go up and help take care of Xiaoying'er. If you get the Yunlong Sword by chance, everyone will be happy."

Mu Yun glanced at Xiao Lei, and said calmly, "Aren't you afraid that I'll fall?"

Xiao Lei waved his hand and said, "How is it possible? I don't believe in others, don't you believe me? Or if you say you are as cowardly as a mouse, even worse than Xiao Yinger, then I look down on you."

Mu Yun smiled wryly to himself, and coughed helplessly: "Anyway, in your eyes, my life is the most worthless, alas..."

Without waiting for Xiaolei's response, Mu Yun stood up, cupped his fists at Fang Lanling and said, "I've met Mr. Fang, this competition will be counted as the next one, and we'll see if we can win the championship."

Fang Lanling smiled and said: "Mu Shaoxia is finally willing to make a move. The Yunyi Bawu is a magical skill. Fang will wait and see."

Chiyang Daoist heard it clearly, and immediately raised his eyebrows, stared at Mu Yun and said, "You are proficient in the eight dances of Yunyi, it seems that you are the young hero Mu Yun?"

Mu Yun strengthened his composure, and bit the bullet and said, "It's my master who has a lot of connections with the sages of the noble school, so I have also practiced the unique skills of the noble school."

Chiyang Daoist hummed, and said solemnly: "Since the young man possesses the unique skills of this school, please go to Zulongyuan later, and let's talk about the incense. Besides, the poor Taoist has some doubts in his heart. I have to ask you carefully."

Mu Yun knew that it was related to Yu Bingru, and immediately said in a serious voice: "Since the Taoist priest invited me, I dare not obey. When the dust of this competition is settled, I will go to visit myself."

Chiyang Dao let out a sigh of relief, and then only listened to Fang Lanling: "The competition is about to start, is there any other hero involved?"

As soon as the words were finished, another person came out in front of the crowd. He had a handsome face and exquisite bones. The nine-beam Taoist crown was as black as ink, and the three-pure Taoist robe was indigo like the sky. Qingyun, the rising star of the Wudang sect, is the second place in the martial arts competition.

(End of this chapter)