high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 168 Mei Zhiwen Comments on Beauty 【Two Chapters in One】

On the ceremonial stage, after Xu Yong opened his double-pupiled eyes again, amidst the sound of Taoism chanting like the gods, Shen Tingyun, who was the enemy of Nanhua Palace, retreated dozens of miles away.

Swiping his hands, he developed countless magical techniques and supernatural powers, trying to counteract the double pupil light that seemed to manage yin and yang.

But in the end, he still couldn't help but be overwhelmed by the chaos and get involved in it.

Bai Shu saw that the clothes of Shen Tingyun from Nanhua Palace were all in tatters, his naked body was crystal clear like jade, and countless tadpole-shaped characters seemed to be engraved on it, shining brightly.

"Nanhua Palace's "Pure Taoism" is one of the best even in the sanctification of the physical body."

While Bai Shu was thinking, a heartbeat sounded quietly in his mind.

He turned his head, and the handsome young man smiled into his eyes.

The two looked at each other and saluted lightly at the same time.

"Pure Taoism?" Bai Shu sighed.

At this moment, on the golden platform, apart from Xu Yong and Shen Tingyun of Nanhua Palace, everything else has gradually become clear.

"Shen Tingyun's pure Dao body is not at home, and I'm afraid he won't be able to please Shang Chongtong."

Chen Jizi smiled warmly, and suddenly changed the topic.

"What is the body of the mixture?" He asked Bai Shu.

This question came out of nowhere, Bai Shu was taken aback for a moment, but still responded:

"With nothingness as the body."

"If you take nothingness and everything as a mixture, you will mix the body and the Dao, and become one and two?"

"One and two."

"Please identify the reason."

"It is also the two. Mixed according to the body, it is known as the day; the body is connected, and the body is connected, and the righteousness is divided, so the day is also two. The other is that the Tao is not different, then it is recognized, and there is no other. , Collect and pass as the eye, so the day is also one."

Bai Shu settled down, but still spoke slowly. He frowned slightly, and said:

"Brother Chen asks this, is he thinking about poverty?"

"Shen Zhenjun is overthinking."

Chen Jizi's voice was flat, without any ups and downs.

"I'm just curious, who is Zhenjun Shen?"

"I'm just a Taoist priest out of interest." Bai Shu spread his hands, "Who else?"

"Zhenjun defeated Xu Yong's heavy-eyed pupil, and with his unknown voice, he overwhelmed the powers. He successively defeated Yin Jue of Shencrow Palace, Zuo Chengye of Danbei Zuo family, Tianjiao of the aristocratic family and the Holy Land. After the true king, all of them broke their halberds."

The handsome young man as tall as a white crane lowered his head slightly. He stared at the Taoist priest in feathers wearing a lotus crown, and said softly:

"Where did Shen Zhenjun come from? Aristocratic family, holy land, or a member of the royal family? Among the three kingdoms of Zheng, Chu and Wei, where is Shen Zhenjun's hometown?"

"Brother Chen seems to care about me very much."

"maybe."

Chen Jizi smiled slightly:

"The encounter in Qingli Palace this time is really a gathering of wind and clouds. In 30 years, 50 years, on the battlefield that determines the power of the world, who will stand with whom among us on the golden battlefield?"

"Brother Chen's boldness can be said to be full of flames and wind, like a wild mountain."

Bai Shu also smiled:

"I'm narrow-minded, I can't conceive the world, and I can't conceive so many things."

"What is Shen Zhenjun thinking?" Chen Jizi was curious.

"Longevity." Bai Shu said softly, "I practice for longevity."

While the two of them were speaking, a burst of thunder suddenly exploded.

I saw Shen Tingyun let out a deep shout, turned his palms and lifted out a vast thunder cloud, protecting and protecting the body of the treasure.

He rubbed the clouds and played with electricity, like a majestic thunder god driving away the six qi, crackling, dazzling light bloomed in Shen Tingyun's acupoints.

Lei Ze's great art——

Seeing that his pure Dao body was about to be broken by Chong Tong, at a critical moment, Shen Tingyun displayed another great supernatural power.

He stepped out slowly from the thunderstorm, his original clothes had already been shredded into ashes, and the majestic thunder light condensed into armor, covering Shen Tingyun's skin, making him look holy and awe-inspiring.

"The last blow." Shen Tingyun said in a hoarse voice: "The winner!"

"last blow."

Xu Yong, whose eyes were like two magic wells, smiled. He looked around and saw that the other people on the golden battle platform were all focused and interested.

"Let's decide the outcome with the last blow." Xu Yong said lightly: "It's been a bit embarrassing to be surrounded by people like a monkey after spending so long with you."

"Double pupil, you are arrogant!"

Shen Tingyun was furious, he swiped his hands, and there was a big shake in the vast thunderstorm.

The thunderclouds all over the sky swept over in an instant, with blazing flames, like a god throwing a thunderbolt on the clouds.

Shen Tingyun's palm fingers glowed, and a three-foot-long brilliant spear shot out towards Xu Yong along with the endless thunderclouds.

boom! ! !

The invisible field spread out, as if it was about to tear apart the golden battle platform, and the killing intent in the divine spear diffused into every inch of the void, faintly connecting into a big net, which was about to draw Xu Yong in the net, from the body to the yuan. God, strangle them all.

Before the sea-like thunderclouds approached, Xu Yong's expression was still calm, his feet were firmly planted in the void, and he never moved a little, like an old pine rooted in the rocks.

"ended."

Facing the Thunder Punishment Spear that was approaching the Niwan Palace between the eyebrows, Xu Yong spoke softly.

His double pupils were densely covered with runes, intertwined with a brilliant light.

At the same time, blood suddenly flowed from Xu Yong's eyes.

The moment the blood flowed out, the chaotic light suddenly burst out from the double pupils.

There was no violent collision, the expected situation did not happen, and even the sound was undetectable.

Regardless of Lei Hai, or the Thunder Punishment Spear that Shen Tingyun regarded as the killing blow, they were all vulnerable to the chaotic light with double pupils.

It's like throwing frost and snow into a cauldron full of boiling oil, and all the thunderclouds will be dispersed in smoke.

And all of this is just a snap of the fingers.

Before the smile on Shen Tingyun's face dissipated, the expression on his face was replaced by horror.

Facing the beam of chaotic light, Shen Tingyun's eyes were about to burst. He hastily pulled out several magic tools, and the Great Seal, Yushan and Tongling all radiated divine power and faced the chaotic light.

Those magic tools are also like mud cows entering the sea.

Just as the chaotic light was about to cut through Shen Tingyun's Niwan Palace, beside the golden battle platform, Mr. Zhemei, who was supervising the battle, flickered slightly.

The man with a handsome face suddenly moved in, and he raised the magic sword in his hand to block in front of the astonished Shen Tingyun.

Mr. Zhemei swayed slightly, and he raised his head with an incredulous look on his face.

And that chaotic light disappeared without a trace.

"Xu Yong."

Mr. Zhemei waved his hand, and Shen Tingyun behind him was teleported out of the golden battle arena.

He looked around and announced the result of the battle in a deep voice.

"Win!"

So far, among the 16 people, there are only eight people left.

Luojiang Chen family, Chen Jizi; Kuci, Heng'an; Chu royal family, Chu Xun; Xintongmei family, Mei Zhiwen.

Guzang Xu’s family, Xu Yong; Damofen, Li Feibai; Changjin Xie’s family, Xie Jianwu; Shen Mo.

Five families, three holy places.

Zuo Chengye confronted Baishu, but was defeated by the Great Peacock Shenguang who was in a state of perfection.

Peacock used to use this ingenious art to run rampant in the world, which is extraordinary, which can be seen naturally.

And Chu Xiang faced Chu Xun again, this time, the young man with white temples didn't hold back at all.

The flying sword called the bazaar smashed Chu Xiang's fight against Buddha more than a hundred times, almost ruining his life.

"If Shen Tingyun's pure Dao body is a little bit stronger, maybe he can win."

Chen Jizi looked at Shen Tingyun, who staggered and vomited blood, and was rescued by Nanhua Palace people, regretfully said:

"Using Lei Ze's great technique to take a risk is really a foolish move."

"Brother Xu is exhausted."

Chong Tong's complexion was as usual, and he seemed to be unable to see any clues, but under Bai Shu's secret observation with Shura eyes, Xu Yong's true qi had already been exhausted, and he was just holding on at this time.

The beam of chaotic light that destroyed all kinds of magical powers and magic methods was also a big loss to him.

"How much stronger is the Dao body?"

Bai Shu was a little curious, he asked Chen Jizi:

"How strong must it be to block Brother Xu's chaotic light?"

"Miss Bai Xi's pure body."

Chen Jizi nodded slightly, turned his eyes to the grand observance stage set by Yun Ni, and said with a smile:

"With her attainments, she might be able to receive that beam of chaotic light."

"Bai Xi?"

Bai Shu also focused on the past.

On the ceremony watching stage, a girl with a charming face was eating heartily, forgetting herself completely.

"She slapped me." Bai Shu smiled: "At that time, I just felt that I was hit in the chest by a sacred mountain, and my breath was not smooth."

Chen Jizi was stunned, and then laughed out loud.

As if aware of the two people's gaze, Bai Xi, who was originally ignorant, suddenly raised her small head, looked at them suspiciously, curled the corners of her mouth, and showed a look of disgust on her face.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the girl slowly rolled her eyes and made a big grimace at the two of them.

boom!

The dark-faced old man Hanxu stretched out his hand, and slapped that little head that was shaking his head with pride.

Bai Shu smiled and looked away. Today's work is over, when he was about to move out of the golden battle platform.

Suddenly, a warm voice resounded in a low voice.

Master Zhemei, who was holding a dharma sword and showing the signs of thousands of water flowing above his head, smiled and said to everyone.

At this moment, the host of the Dragon Palace spoke, and everyone held their breaths, and turned their attention to Mr. Zhemei.

"The golden battle platform will be reopened in three days. This is an old rule."

Zhemei Jun said loudly:

"The sages are gathered here, and Xiaojiao will not let it go, so the next match should be decided by drawing lots?"

He gave a slight salute to the eight people on the golden battle platform, and said with a loud smile:

"I wonder if the eight Taoists think this method is feasible?"

Seeing Mr. Zhemei salute, everyone bowed and returned the salute to him, even Chen Jizi did not dare to neglect at all.

"I'm free."

The boy in the yellow shirt, Mei Zhiwen, spoke first. He shrugged and looked at Bai Shu and the other seven people, without hiding the eagerness in his eyes.

"Seven senior brothers." He sighed faintly, and raised the corners of his mouth: "They are all extremely beautiful, and Mei is very happy to be able to fight with you."

In the dead silence or stunned, he spread his hands and smiled eagerly.

"Chu Xun, the king of Guangling, is tall and ancient, like the moon rising from the east, and likes the wind to follow; Xu Yong, brother Xu, is calm, like a green fir house, the setting sun is clear, and the double pupils are also very interesting. Mei likes it very much.

Brother Li Feibai is majestic, born with the atmosphere of the northern country, like a barren desert with few strong winds; brother Xie Jianwu is bold and unrestrained, like the wind and waves in the sky, and the seas and mountains are green. Flowers, each representing a branch.

As for Brother Heng An Heng, the more Mei looks at you, the more witty and joyful it becomes, just like fallen leaves rustling and moss leaking rain, the more delicate the taste, the more mellow the taste. "

At this time, the surroundings were already completely silent, and needles could be heard.

"As for Chen Jizi, Brother Chen, and Shen Mo, Shen Zhenjun, this is the highlight of this encounter."

He cleared his throat, but his expression turned upside down unexpectedly, and he said solemnly:

"Brother Ji Zi has both beautiful and dilute connotations. He is like a lone crane flying in the open abyss, looking down at the autumn pond, and also like a moonlight house, a painted bridge and a green shade. The nobleness is compelling, and the freshness is compelling."

"And Zhenjun Shen..."

Mei Zhiwen was silent for a moment, and then slowly opened his mouth:

"Wang Wang is like a wave of ten thousand hectares. It is not clear when it is clear, but it is not muddy if it is disturbed. It has a high spirit, like a jade tree in a Yao forest."

He smiled slowly:

"Like the dawn of the moon, like the autumn of the air, the wonderfully created natural state makes Mei especially heartbroken. Seeing it is to look at the vulgar."

The corner of the yellow shirt's mouth was raised high, with a look of contentment, his lips moved slightly, and when he was about to continue speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by a thunderous shout.

"Mei Zhiwen, boy, shut up, I, Xintongmei, can't afford to lose this man!"

A middle-aged scribe was furious, and shouted at Mei Zhiwen:

"If you dare to speak again, I will let you take two more beautiful concubines!"

"Anyway, you are all engaged to me, and I have to get married when I go back."

Mei Zhiwen sighed quietly, and looked at everyone reluctantly:

"Finally, let Mei be presumptuous again."

"You gentlemen!"

He spoke loudly and said with a long smile:

"Please don't hold back, greet me as much as you want! To be able to share the stage with the seven brothers, Mei, Mei..."

Mei Zhiwen took a long breath, with a gentle look on his face: "Mei is so happy, her heart is almost jumping out!"

"I won't keep my hand." Bai Shu said lightly, "You can rest assured."

"I won't hold back either." Chen Jizi's voice was equally calm.

Heng'an had a dull face, expressionless.Xu Yong was furious.

The rest of the people, etc., all have different expressions.

"I regard you as a brother." Xie Jianwu rubbed his head and said in distress: "You actually..."

"I don't just regard you as a brother." Mei Zhi asked meaningfully.

The middle-aged man who was born in the Xin Tongmei family, who once drank Zhimei Zhiwen, his face turned green and pale, and everyone looked at him curiously.

The middle-aged man finally couldn't hold back anymore, he let out a long roar, turned into a light, and flew far away from this place.

"He will die, the one named Mei Zhiwen."

On the ceremonial platform, Bai Xi shrank his neck and quietly asked the old Taoist Hanxu.

"Xin Tongmei." The old Taoist Han Xu stroked his white beard, "It's really a big hit."

Aside, Mr. Zhemei, who was full of complexities, cleared his throat, and a gorgeous gold bottle appeared in his hand.

"Please draw lots." Mr. Zhemei smiled helplessly.

The eight people looked at each other, and tried their best to use their magical powers towards the golden bottle.

"One." Xu Yong pinched his own jade stick and said in doubt.

At this time, Chu Xun, the king of Guangling with white temples, looked towards him, and the jade stick in Chu Xun's hand was also engraved with "one".

"It seems to be fighting with you." Xu Yong sighed: "It's really a tough battle."

Li Feibai and Xie Jianwu drew a number at the same time, while Mei Zhiwen was against Hengan.

"It's three."

Bai Shu raised the jade stick in his hand to Chen Jizi, and at the same time, he also saw the same number as himself on Chen Jizi's jade stick.

"I didn't expect to meet Zhenjun Shen." Chen Jizi smiled warmly.

"I will do my best." The son of the Luojiang Chen family said softly.

"The same goes for poor people."

The two looked at each other with a smile, and moved out of the formation.

And with the announcement of the battle, the crowd outside the arena suddenly boiled up.

"Senior brother." Cui Yuanzhou watched Bai Shu's body turn into a rainbow and went away, worryingly said: "Can senior brother win?"

"It's hard to say." Monk Huiyuan was silent for a moment, shook his head, and did not speak.

Regarding Chen Jizi's words, not to mention the few people in the field, even in the vast world, no one can speak nonsense.

And in the viewing platform, in one of the crystal palaces.

The handsome monk frowned slightly, he took a step forward and chased after Baishu in the distance.

"Buddha!"

The Shui people who were serving at the side turned pale with shock, and followed up one after another:

"Buddha, wait for us!"

Before they could catch up, a warm golden light appeared out of thin air, stopping all the aquariums who wanted to follow.

"I have some private matters."

Xuan Di's voice sounded softly:

"All benefactors, please wait for a while, little monk, so you don't have to follow."

All the aquariums who served him looked at each other in blank dismay, but finally gave up and did not follow up.

……

When the atmosphere of Qingli Palace was hot and the voices were buzzing.

Suddenly, outside the formation of thousands of feet of deep water, the water swayed slightly, and a middle-aged monk and a man wearing a sapphire mask appeared out of thin air outside the formation of Qingli Palace.

"It's been a long time since I've been here."

Looking at the tens of thousands of dazzling palaces within the formation, the man in the sapphire mask sighed softly:

"Looking at these things, it really feels like a lifetime away."

(End of this chapter)