Pindao should be robbed

Chapter 139
Everyone heard that Brother Xue Ehu has the elixir of Dao Xing Tianzun, and they have no worries about the future, and they are all eager to try.

Jin Zha said modestly: "However, what should I do if I am afraid that my generation is not strong enough, and accidentally hurt the friendship of the same family?"

These words are a bit false, more like a vaccination, don't accept the loss, don't hold grudges when you get hurt.

Everyone is young, even though Yang Jian and Jin Zha have practiced for decades, they are still very young among Qi practitioners.

Not to mention Nezha, Huang Tianhua, etc., they are all youthful at heart, and they all believe in themselves: "We each rely on our own ability. Winning is based on ability, and losing is due to our own inadequacy. It has nothing to do with the relationship with fellow students!"

Jin Zha turned his head to Yang Jian, and asked tentatively, "What do you think, brother Yang?"

Yang Jian kept clasping his hands, smiling without saying a word, and looked very confident. Seeing that everyone was looking over, he nodded slightly, indicating that he could play.

Liu Qiao changed into tidy clothes, walked out from the backyard at this time, interjected: "What's the comparison, if fellow Taoists don't mind, the poor Taoist will also come and get involved..."

Of course everyone didn't mind, they happened to see Liu Qiao's ability.

Yang Jian said: "Since it was suggested by you, brother Dao, that you are talking about the skills of the immortal family, and brother Dao Liu has always been highly respected, how about letting brother Dao Liu set the rules?"

This can be said to have given Liu Qiao enough face. Although not all of the people present here are from the true teaching, they are the descendants of the true teaching.

But Yang Jian said to let Liu Qiao set the rules, because everyone really preached profound Taoism, and Liu Qiao's Taoism was all self-taught heresy.

If Liu Qiao loses, he won't think it's unfair, because the rules he made can't beat others, who can be blamed?
And the rest of the people are all true Dharma inheritance, if they lose to Liu Qiao, they will not feel ashamed or dissatisfied, because the rules are set by Liu Qiao.

Just like traditional martial arts, if you wear gloves and fight according to the rules of boxing, if you lose, you will not be able to win in boxing, because the rules of passing on martial arts are different, and you will not be able to show your full strength in the ring.

Everyone was not stupid, after thinking for a while, they knew what Yang Jian meant, and they said respectfully: "Brother Yang is right, Brother Liu is old and highly respected, so it's just right for him to set the rules!"

Liu Qiao didn't refuse, and said: "We all fight on foot, we can also use martial arts, supernatural powers, and draw lots to decide the opponent..."

These rules have no restrictions on everyone's strength, drawing lots to determine opponents is the method used by those outside disciples when Liu Qiao read Xiuxian novels in his previous life.

At this time, it is not only novel, but everyone also thinks it is fair, so there is no objection.

Liu Qiao asked Wu Ji to bring the fortune-telling fortune-telling cylinder of the master, and changed it randomly, changing the upper and lower signs into the names of everyone, and put them in the fortune-telling cylinder.

The participants included Longxuhu, Han Dulong, Xue Ehu, Liu Qiao, Nezha, Muzha, Jinzha, Huang Tianhua, and Yang Jian.

It can be said that apart from Wei Hu, Yang Ren, Lei Zhenzi, Tu Xingsun and a few other disciples of the three generations of Chanjiao, more than half of them are here.

Therefore, after everything was prepared, Han Dulong suggested: "Master and his generation, the second generation of disciples are all arranged in order of seniority, and the third generation of us are all called friends of Taoism, and we are not close at all. Why don't we use this meeting to make a fortune?" !"

Xue Ehu came out to cheer him up and said, "What prize?"

Nezha said: "How about using magical skills to set a long sequence?"

Jin Zha frowned, but didn't say much.

The remaining Yang Jian and Liu Qiao also had absolute confidence in their abilities and nodded in agreement.

As for dragons, beards, tigers, etc., if the supernatural power is too small, then they will be put on the bottom. Anyway, they are the lowest in status, so it is better to compare.

After making a plan, let's start. When everyone came to the middle of the martial arts arena, Liu Qiao took out the lottery and said, "Whoever draws first will compete with whoever draws!"

"I'll come first!" Nezha stepped forward to take the lottery without hesitation, opened it, sneered, and showed it to everyone.

On the bamboo stick, it says dragon beard and tiger.

Liu Qiao smiled and said, "Brother Longxuhu, go and compete with Nezha."

"Yes..." Longxuhu rolled up his sleeves and strode towards the field.

Nezha didn't set fire to the wheel, but held a pointed spear, dragged into the arena, waved his hands, and signaled that the dragon beard and tiger could start.

"Ah!" Longxuhu gave a low cry, jumped on one foot, and suddenly felt stones in both hands.

He knew that he was no match for Nezha in martial arts, so when he made a move, it was simply a unique move.

"Boom..." Countless pieces of flying stones were thrown out of their hands, and they turned into the size of a grinding plate in an instant, and whirled and smashed down with a whistling wind.

"Little Jier!" Nezha didn't dodge, swung his gun left and right, swiped up and down, and easily swept away the stones.

Immediately after reciting a mantra, he took out the Qiankun ring and threw it away, only to see a golden light flashing by.

"Ah!" Longxuhu screamed and fell to the ground, only to be knocked over by the Qiankun circle.

Han Dulong and Xue Ehu hurried up to drag Longxuhu off the stage.

"Are you okay?" Liu Qiao and others asked with concern.

Han Dulong looked at it, shook his head and said: "It's okay, the shoulder blade was smashed by the Qiankun circle, I have an elixir, and it will be cured in an instant."

The two brothers Han and Xue, as expected of the cubs, don't feel bad about selling their father's land, so they took a pill from their waist, crushed it and rubbed it on the dragon's beard and tiger.

"Sure enough, it doesn't hurt anymore, what a good medicine!" Longxuhu exclaimed.

Xue Ehu proudly said: "That's not true, this is master's picking more than [-] kinds of elixir, steaming it nine times and drying it seven times, so that Jiazi can be made into a furnace, and it is specially used to fight with my two brothers to save my life."

Everyone was amazed, and began to compete again. The rule is to draw lots in turn, and whoever is drawn will beat the other.

"I'll smoke!" Jin Zha said as he came out.

Immediately, he took out a branch from the stick, showed it to everyone, and said, "Junior Brother Han!"

Signed impressively written Han Dulong.

"Haha, Daoist Brother Jin Zha is merciful!" Han Dulong said as he stepped onto the stage gracefully.

Han Dulong drew his halberd, and as soon as he entered the field, he made the first move, pulling his steps to fight at close quarters.

However, before he ran a few steps, Jin Zha cast a spell on the opposite side, and threw the dragon-hunting stake in his hand.

"I'll escape!" Han Dulong hurriedly used the escape technique, wanting to escape.

However, a gust of black wind blew past, wrapping Han Dulong Dunguang inside, allowing him to rush left and right, like a headless chicken.

After a while, the wind and sand dissipated, and Han Dulong was already tied to the dragon escape pile.

"I admit defeat! Thank you, senior brother, for your mercy!" Now that he lost, Han Dulong should call his senior brother immediately.

Jin Zha pursed his lips and smiled, and closed the dragon-dancing pile.

Liu Qiao was on the side, but he could see clearly that it was mainly the black wind that fascinated the gods, and as long as they fell into it, they would be bound by the dragon-breaking stake.

It's simple to say, but there is almost no solution to this treasure, Liu Qiao pays for himself, if he faces Jin Zha, and the opponent goes out of the Dragon Stake first, he will never be able to escape.

This treasure, with 72 layers of prohibition, is the most treasured treasure of Manjusri Tianzun's cave town. The material is innate. With this treasure, Jin Zha is already invincible.

The winner of the two players on the field has been divided, Han Dulong is also eliminated, and the lottery that says "Dragon Beard Tiger" and "Han Dulong" is taken out, and the lottery continues.

This time Xue Ehu knew that his skills were low, so he took the initiative to say: "I will draw lots!"

Liu Qiao naturally let him hand over the stick.

Xue Ehu took out a lottery, and after looking at it, he looked bitter and said, "Brother Muzha, please be merciful!"

When I saw it with everyone, the word "Muzha" was written on the signature.

Mu Zha nodded and entered the arena with his sword in his hand, the two were separated by three feet.

"Be careful!" Xue Ehu took a halberd, leaped up with the vertical escape technique, and flew towards Mu Zha first.

Mu Zha dodged the body, murmured something, shook his shoulders, and made two "clicks" of the sword coming out of the box.

Two red lights flew out from the second sword, like scissors, or like a fish tail crossing a guillotine, blocking Xue Ehu from escaping the light.

"I admit defeat!" Xue Ehu shouted quickly when he saw the sharp qi that could fall down at any time.

"Take it!" Mu Zha chanted a mantra, and the two red dragons dissipated.

"Brother Cheng, give way!" Xue Ehu said as he landed and exited the field.

Liu Qiao, Yang Jian and Huang Tianhua are the only ones who haven't played yet.

"Brother Dao, will you go first or should I go first?" Yang Jian tilted his head and asked.

Liu Qiao humbly said: "Yang Daoyou first."

Yang Jian didn't refuse, took a random stick from the stick, looked at it, and said to Jin Zha: "Daoist friend, it seems that you and I have to compete!"

After saying that, hand it over to everyone to see, and sign it to Jin Zha.

"It's an honor to be able to fight Brother Yang." Jin Zha smiled lightly and dragged him into the arena.

"Fellow daoists, please!" Yang Jian said carelessly, holding a gun.

Jin Zha didn't talk nonsense, he knew that Yang Jian was powerful, so he let go of the dragon pile when he started, and urged him with all his strength.

In an instant, the wind swept across the fields, sand and rocks flew, and the universe was covered in fog. It was difficult to distinguish east, west, north, south, covering Yang Jian, and there was no sound from it.

"Could it be that Brother Daoist Yang missed his hand?" Han Dulong and others asked.

After a while, the wind and mist dispersed, and Yang Jian was still on the same spot, tied up and down on the dragon escape stake.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Yang agrees!" Jin Zha laughed and stepped forward.

"Fellow Daoist, I haven't exerted my strength yet!" Yang Jian, who was tied to the stake, said calmly.

Then he swayed his body, and his figure swelled in the wind, reaching tens of feet in the blink of an eye.

"What is that!" Inside and outside the Prime Minister's Mansion, many mortals were so frightened that they all thought that the gods and demons were facing each other.

In King Lian Qi's palace, King Wu and Jiang Shang, who were discussing military affairs with Jiang Shang, both ran out of the palace to have a look.

"This...is this grown in Shangfu's family?" Ji Fa asked in surprise.

Looking at the giant with a green face, a mouth like a city gate, and a green face, it was still soaring into the sky.

Jiang Shang almost pulled off his beard in astonishment, and said in a daze, "Aren't these juniors competing at home? Why did they start fighting with Taoism? What the hell are they doing!"

In the prime minister's mansion, Liu Qiao and others were also surprised. Seeing that Yang Jian's figure was getting bigger and bigger, they retreated one after another.

Jin Zha was also amazed, but he smiled confidently: "Yang Dao is friendly with Taoism. This kind of Taoism with his head propped up to the sky and his feet on the ground is almost no different from gods and demons. However, the Dunlong Stake is the most precious treasure of my teacher. With a big body, you can escape."

All the gods and demons of ancient times can be tall, capture the sun and the moon, and manipulate the universe.

However, Manjusri Tianzun has become the most precious treasure to escape the dragon pile since he was refined, even the generation of gods and demons, it is difficult to escape from the palm of Tianzun, let alone a magic spell that becomes bigger like Yang Jian.

Sure enough, Yang Jian grew bigger, and the golden circle binding him also swelled in the wind. The copper pillar was more like a golden cudgel, propping up to the sky, locking Yang Jian tightly.

"Haha, it is indeed the treasure of Tianzun's cave town. Since it is not enough to make it bigger, then try to make it smaller..." The Wanzhang giant did not panic at all, and said in a thunderous voice.

The common people who saw it for thousands of miles were so frightened that they knelt down in amazement, tigers and leopards hid their heads, and ghosts and gods were terrified.

"Ah!" Yang Jian yelled, turned around and shrunk down, shrinking from a giant of ten feet to three or five feet in an instant.

Bursts of cloud and smoke flashed past, and the figures of Yang Jian and Dunlong Zhuang were completely lost on the ground.

But it is a small meson sesame, which is almost invisible to ordinary people.

However, Liu Qiao and the others are masters of Taoism, they can see clearly, the size of a sesame seed on the ground, and a little golden light, they still bound Yang Jian tightly.

"Huhu" a cloud of smoke flashed by, and Yang Jian turned into Yuan Xing again, about three feet high, still bound by the Dragon-Dracing Stake.

Jin Zha said with a smile: "Young Taoist friend, it's useless to be as big or small as you want. Your skills are poor, can you admit defeat?"

"Haha, fellow Taoist Jin Zha's words are wrong, you don't know, I still have endless means!"

Yang Jian chuckled, and then his eyes lost their luster, like hysterical dementia, standing on the stake, nothing but panting.

"This!" Jin Zha was surprised, suddenly his hairs stood on end, and he wanted to hide.

But Yang Jian's body voice came from behind: "Fellow Daoist Jin Zha, you lost!"

But it turns out that Yang Jian's nine transformations of Yuan Gong, eight or nine changes are endless, he has many supernatural powers, his body is bound, and his secret art is not damaged at all.

A primordial spirit escaped and sneaked in stealth. Under the watchful eyes of everyone, he turned into a mosquito and flew behind Jin Zha, quietly stretched out his gun, and took Jin Zha down.

"Senior brother Yang is clever, and my younger brother is convinced..." Jin Zha smiled wryly, and closed the dragon-chasing pile by chanting a mantra.

Liu Qiao and the others watched fascinatedly. Nine turns of Yuan Gong, infinite changes, size as you wish, flying body to support the trace, the soul is out of the body, it is really powerful.

"Brother Liu Dao, Huang Tianhua, you two haven't drawn lots yet, who will come first?" Nezha asked bored.

Huang Tianhua had no expression on his face, and he cupped his hands towards Liu Qiao and said, "Brother first or me first?"

Liu Qiao handed over the stick and said, "You should go first, I will be the last one to come."

Huang Tianhua didn't say much, he took a stick casually, handed it to Liu Qiao without looking at it, and walked into the arena.

Liu Qiao looked at the sign, and said with everyone: "Fellow Taoist Mu Zha is facing fellow Taoist Huang Tianhua."

Mu Zha didn't show courtesy to Huang Tianhua either, and went straight into the arena with his sword in hand.

Huang Tianhua can't use mounts, the secret Cuanxin Nail is very powerful, but if he makes a move, he will die, so he can't use it either.

The rest of him is nothing more than five elements escapism and martial arts. How can he beat Mu Zha?

"Thank you, Senior Brother, for your mercy!" Huang Tianhua was not convinced, but after the last catastrophe, he has matured a lot, and without arguing, he changed his words in public, turned around and stepped down.

"You're welcome! You're welcome!" Mu Zha also knew that this kind of fighting, which cannot be judged as life or death, was extremely unfair to Huang Tianhua, so even though he won, he was not complacent.

The two were divided, and Liu Qiao was the only one who hadn't drawn lots yet.

And in the stick, there are only four sticks left, which are Yang Jian, Nezha, Mu Zha, and Liu Qiao himself.

Liu Qiao didn't wait for the crowd to urge him, so he took a stick from the stick and said with a smile: "This doesn't count, I can't beat myself!"

When everyone saw it, they all chuckled. It turned out that Liu Qiao was written on the lottery, but it happened to be his own lottery.

"Since it doesn't count, you take another one!" Nezha waved his hand.

Liu Qiao put the lottery back, took another branch, looked at it, and said to Nezha, "Daoist Nezha, you have to be merciful!"

After saying that, show the sign to everyone, and write the word Nezha.

Nezha waved his hand and said, "Don't talk nonsense, it's just a skill in fighting, how could it still kill you?"

Liu Qiao smiled and said nothing, and walked into the arena with Nezha, the two were separated by three feet.

"Offended!" Liu Qiao pleaded guilty, drew out his sword and pretended to use martial arts to stab Nezha.

"Look at the circle!" But as soon as Nezha started, it was the Qiankun circle calling.

Like a golden light, like lightning, if hit once, even a qi practitioner will inevitably break his tendons and bones.

"I've been on guard against you!" Liu Qiao didn't panic at all, stroked his hair and "hoo hoo" clouds rose.

"Zheng!" There was a sound of gold and iron, sparks splashed everywhere, a big bony hand behind Liu Qiao's head, opened like a big rolling pan, unexpectedly caught the circle of heaven and earth firmly.

"Fellow Daoist Nezha, it stands to reason that the magic weapon has been confiscated, so you can't use it anymore!"

Seeing Nezha nodding his head, Liu Qiao had a thought, and threw the Qiankun circle back into Nezha's hand with his big hand.

Nezha took it by chanting a mantra and stuffed it into the treasure bag. He kept his word and didn't use the treasure any more.

"Look at the gun!" Nezha held the pointed gun, walked swiftly, leaped to the front, and stabbed Liu Qiao's throat.

Liu Qiao dodges, and grabs Nezha with his big bones.

Nezha hastily turned into a rainbow and wanted to escape, but he hadn't driven the hot wheel, and his escaping skills were mediocre, and his big hands behind him rose against the wind.

In the blink of an eye, the big white bone hand swelled to the size of a mu, and Nezha was in it like a fly.

It is also like the monkey grandson who fell into the palm of the Tathagata Buddha, trying to run left and right, but he couldn't escape the giant hand.

"It's amazing! Even if I wait, it's hard to get out of Senior Brother Liu's hands!" Jin Zha and the others were amazed, feeling ashamed, and even changed their address to "Senior Brother".

Yang Jian looked at the giant hand, frowned and said: "Look at brother Liu Dao's fighting skills, he strikes at every thought, this technique has been practiced by him to a supernatural power, so Nezha can't react at all, and is restrained everywhere."

There are many disciples of the three generations, but including Yang Jian, none of them can really refine Taoism to the level of transformation and reach the level of supernatural powers.

So when everyone heard the words, they all sighed that they were not as good as they were, and they praised and cheered again and again.

"Fellow Daoist Nezha, what other means do you have?" Liu Qiao stood with his hands behind his back.

There is a big hand in the sky, dense with white bones, and the five fingers are surrounded by green air. It is spread out to a width of about a mu, like the hand of a god and demon.

But he only kept Nezha under his hands, neither pinched him nor suppressed him. Since Liu Qiao was merciful, there was no need to do everything he could.

Secondly, I still want to save face for Nezha.

It's just that such condescending and light words fell on Nezha, but they seemed to be mocking.

Nezha said angrily: "What can I do with a heretical technique? I still have real skills that I have yet to use. What are you proud of!"

"Ah!" Nezha shouted loudly, jumped up and took out a red water chestnut.

But he used the ability to suppress the bottom of the box, the most precious treasure, Hun Tianling.

……

Just when the people in Xiangfu were having fun, dark clouds suddenly rose outside Xiqi City, layers of murderous intentions rushed straight into the sky.

Looking from above, one could see endless soldiers in all directions, their flags covering the sky and the sun, like a black line, silently surrounding them.

"Boom...boom...boom" The gongs and drums on the Xiqi city tower gave a warning, and countless soldiers rushed up the tower and hurriedly closed the four gates.

Outside the city, amidst the endless tide of military soldiers, there was a big banner, and a letter was written: Taishi heard the word banner, fluttering in the wind.

The old man sat astride a black unicorn, with male and female golden whips hanging on the saddle bridle, and looked gloomyly at the Xiqi tower.

Beside the old man, several generals with green faces and long fangs came up, clasped their fists and said: "Grand Master, Xiqi seems to be defenseless, it's better for the last general and others to lead the troops to capture the city, and take advantage of the situation and maybe they can go down with a drum!"

Wen Zhong waved his hands and said: "I am an upright and upright teacher, why do I need to resort to such means? Our three armies are running around, and our physical strength has not recovered. Let's set up a strong camp first and rest for a few days."

"Deng Zhong!"

"The last general is here!" The general with a blue face and fangs made him rush forward with a big axe.

"You are brave and resolute, and you have the courage to go to the meeting alone. The old man repairs a letter of war, and you give it to Jiang Shang, and invite him to fight in battle!" Grand Master Wen ordered.

Since the day the grand master led the army, he had a deep understanding of the strategy of the Six Secret Teachings, and he never lost a single defeat.

What's more, now more than 30 elite soldiers have been raised, and hundreds of thousands of civilians have been transferred to transport food and grass along the way. The so-called [-] army can be said to be the strength of the whole country to conquer the west.

Naturally, it is necessary to use an upright and upright formation to defeat the Qi bandits and put down the rebellion in one fell swoop.

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