Eternal Tianzong

Chapter 184 Conspiracy face to face, there is no way to avoid it!
When Dao Lingxu said this, it was equivalent to a direct invitation to fight. Lu Xiangsheng had to either agree to the conditions or accept the challenge, otherwise he would lose all face, not only his face, but also that of the Ming Dynasty.

Lu Xiangsheng was in charge of the Immortal Society on behalf of the Ming Dynasty. As a general of the Ming Dynasty, he was defeated by Lin Yang in the first battle. If he avoided the battle in the second battle, or lost again, he would lose all face. This is a conspiracy and cannot be avoided.

A look of anger flashed in his eyes, Lu Xiangsheng was not a fool, he couldn't beat Lin Yang, and most likely he wouldn't be Dao Lingxu's opponent, at this moment, Dao Lingxu was advancing by retreating, but he pushed him into a corner.

Even Daoxuan and the others could feel how aggrieved Lu Xiangsheng was, even Daoxuan and the others could feel that it was a trick, but he still wanted to dig in. But this was a contest between the Ming Dynasty and Langya Sword Palace. You can't intervene in it at will, so as not to bring disasters to the sect.

With a gloomy face, Lu Xiangsheng didn't want to back down, and couldn't back down, and was about to open his mouth to fight, when Daoist Jingyue spoke up.

"General Lu just fought with fellow Daoist Lin Yang, his old wounds have not healed, and now he is powerless to fight again. Unlike the innate thunder body whose affiliation has not yet been determined, the Xinghe Yuantai Tao body belongs to the Xuantian sect. Let your mouth be full of lotus flowers , cannot change this fact.”

"Dao Lingxu, you have two choices now. One is to wait two hours for the results of the mountaineering trial. I looked at it with a water mirror just now. Situ Ling has already climbed the No. 90 second step. Maybe before the end of the trial, she will reach the peak, and then she will have the right to choose her own teacher in the hall."

"If that's the case, I can let you compete for the Xinghe Yuantai Dao Body like fellow Taoist Lin Yang. In the end, if she chooses Langya Sword Palace voluntarily, you can take her away, and I won't stop her."

Frowning slightly, Dao Lingxu stared at Master Jingyue with eyes like a sword, and interrupted directly: "Don't think about the first choice, the unknown is too big, just tell me what the second choice is."

Being directly interrupted by Dao Lingxu, Daoist Jingyue was not annoyed, the whole body was full of water vapor, ripples and ripples appeared under his feet, his jade feet moved, spotless, approached Duanchou, and said softly: "Fellow Daoist Ruoduan If you are willing to give me the opportunity to make a decision, I am willing to fight you instead of General Lu."

"If you win, no matter whether Situ Ling reaches the peak or not, you will have the opportunity to recruit the Xinghe Yuantai Dao Body. If you lose, don't worry about anything. Please go back to your Langya Sword Palace!!"

At the end of the conversation, the voice turned cold, every word and every word was like ice for ten thousand years, which would not melt all year round, the real Jingyue revealed his domineering aura, and it was obvious that he hated Dao Lingxu to the extreme.

To be honest, even Lin Yang finds him a bit displeased, this kid is too arrogant, the current palace master who relies on Langya Sword Palace is his Lao Tzu, and there is a Supreme Elder as his master, he always thinks that the sky is the boss, he is old Two, the face of the Four Great Sacred Lands has been completely humiliated by him.

Therefore, from the beginning to the end, he did not say a word, just like a spectator, neither helping each other.

It's not that I can't, but I don't want to!

"Okay, just like Master Jingyue said, if I lose, I will return to the sect immediately, and I will never mention the matter of Xinghe Yuantai Dao Body again! But, Duanchou, do you dare to give up the spot to Master Jingyue to gamble? "

Suppressing the anger in his heart, Dao Lingxu agreed coldly, and at the end of his words, he gave Duanchou a slightly provocative look.

"There is nothing to dare. I am so worried about accepting disciples. I always talk about the law of fate. If there is no fate, even if I have this quota, it is useless. If there is fate, you can't take away my Xuantianzong disciple!"

"Fellow Daoist Jingyue, I will let you decide on my quota. Don't be under pressure. It doesn't matter whether you win or lose. Beat him to death!"

With an unknown fire in his heart, Duanchou admitted that he was being impulsive, but he just couldn't swallow the breath. If it wasn't for this kid, he would have settled the old and new grudges together, and by the way helped Su Mo, the future apprentice, to wipe out Dao Lingxu up.

Damn, this mouth is too owed, it's purely for teasing!

Hearing this, Daoxuan and the others rolled their eyes and were speechless in their hearts. What do you mean by not being under pressure? Winning or losing is not important. Then you still let Jingyue beat you to death. This is not obvious, you can only win Can't lose? It's too rascal!
The drunken Taoist touched the white jade gourd that had not left his hand for a while, squinted his eyes, and thought to himself, he concluded that the fellow Taoists probably drank too much jade nectar, smelled of alcohol, and now they are speaking in a slurred, confused manner.

At this time, Master Jingyue obtained Duanchou's consent, and she was full of fighting spirit. No need for Duanchou to say more, she was also ready to teach the opponent a lesson. As for losing, she really didn't think about it.

Earlier, at the stand between Dao Lingxu and Duanchou, she could see clearly from the sidelines that although the opponent was strong, she was not fooled by it, and she already had a rough plan in mind, so she was full of confidence and fearless.

Inevitably, Dao Lingxu made the first move, and fought again inside the hall. Master Jingyue raised lotuses under his feet, his clothes fluttered, and went directly to the outside of the hall.

"Hmph!" With a cold snort, Dao Lingxu put his sword back into its sheath, and Lingxu with his hands behind his back, followed closely behind step by step.

"crash"

The hundreds of monks outside the hall, who had recovered their strength, saw Jingyue and Daoist come out, and immediately separated like a tide, making way for an aisle and retreating to both sides.

Duanchou and the others looked at each other, and they didn't know who started first, but they all came out in a blur, watching the battle between Dao Lingxu and Dao Lingxu.

Obviously, the inferiority of human beings who like to watch liveliness does not distinguish between space and region, and does not distinguish between mortals and monks.

The ice-blue divine light curled up from the front of the hall, and within a few breaths, it had already landed on the green hills more than ten miles away from Lingmiao Peak, floating in the sky.

It was an ice lotus with a radius of several feet, with an icy blue divine light and dense water vapor. The green hills under the clouds were already covered with a layer of frost, and under the sunlight, they were crystal clear and shining.

The ice lotus was crystal clear, and the water mist flowed. Hundreds of monks stood outside the hall, their eyes were moved again.

Immortal Jingyue stands on top of the ice lotus, she looks like a fairy, her eyebrows are majestic, she is cold and dusty, she is dressed in a water-blue plain gauze dress, her lips are as fresh as water, her waist is as slender as a willow, her body is full of jade bones and ice muscles, and her feet are not even an inch tall. The wisps are as crystal clear as amber jade, and they are grasped gracefully.

If it weren't for the coldness that rejects people thousands of miles away, perhaps it would be even more charming, and the majestic face, sharp eyes, and lingering austere demeanor are even more daunting.

In the whole world, only Zui Taoist is not afraid of the coldness and strictness, and he perseveres and pursues hard for ten years.

Of course, now he has another rival in love, Lin Yang.

The real person Jingyue's heart is like a mirror, without sadness or joy, he lifts his jade feet lightly, stepping into the void, the water under his feet turns into a lotus, bursts of fairy light, like a lotus fairy, relegated to the mortal world, with bursts of fragrance, many monks are moved, so Even the female cultivator was intoxicated by it, her eyes showed admiration and longing.

(End of this chapter)