The heavens start from Quanzhen swordsmanship

"Taoism competition?"

Xu Zhiqing was a little curious.

"Aren't you here to participate in the Taoism competition?"

When the man in front of him heard Xu Zhiqing's question, he looked up and down at Xu Zhiqing, who was wearing a Taoist robe.

"I thought you were the same as other immortal masters, Taoist priest?"

Before Xu Zhiqing could answer, Cheng Jiayao asked curiously, "Big brother, do you know what the Taoist competition is?"

The man in front of him wanted to leave, but he saw that the person asking the question was a pretty girl.

He stopped quickly.

"It's like this. Our Wusang country has been experiencing some drought recently, so the king has paid a lot of money to find some immortal masters, hoping that they will make it rain!"

Cheng Jiayao blinked.

"Since you're paying a lot of money to find someone to make it rain, then just make it rain!"

"Why bother with the competition?"

"Little girl, you don't understand!"

The man smiled.

"There are so many real and fake immortal masters nowadays. Who knows who is capable and who is not?"

"What if we end up hiring someone who has no skills? Wouldn't that be a waste of money and time?"

“That makes a lot of sense!”

Cheng Jiayao nodded in agreement.

But there were some questions she didn't ask.

For example, would anyone dare to deceive the king?

If you don't know how to control the clouds and rain, won't you be killed?
"Girls, if you have no questions, I'd like to go watch the competition!"

"It's about to begin!"

"Brother, where is the competition venue? We want to go too!"

Cheng Jiayao really wanted to see how the magic of those people outside worked.

"It's on the high platform in the south city!"

"If you want to go, just follow me!"

"That's trouble, big brother!"

When Xu Zhiqing saw that Cheng Jiayao wanted to go, he kept silent.

The three of them followed this enthusiastic elder brother and soon arrived at the competition venue.

Not far ahead, there was a group of people gathered.

"That's the registration office. It is said that there are seven immortal masters who have signed up!"

"Oh?"

Xu Zhiqing took a look at the registration place.

There was a flag standing there, facing the Immortal Master's registration office.

Cheng Jiayao whispered, "Brother, should we sign up?"

Xu Zhiqing shook his head.

"We can just watch the fun, why sign up?"

The enthusiastic man at the side heard Xu Zhiqing's words, he looked at Cheng Jiayao and Yue Lingshan, and then muttered in a low voice: "Don't be some liar immortal master, cheating people's bodies!"

After hearing this, Cheng Jiayao and Yue Lingshan laughed.

Xu Zhiqing's face darkened slightly.

Does he look that much like a liar?
"Senior brother..."

"Don't sign up! Just take a look!"

Xu Zhiqing shook his head and let the man say whatever he wanted.

There is no need for him to sign up for the so-called large sum of money.

"Brother, since it's a huge sum of money, what's the prize?"

"The prize is the old mulberry tree and young saplings from our Wusang country!"

This enthusiastic brother was afraid that Cheng Jiayao had never heard of it, so he proudly said: "We have a very special old mulberry tree in Wusang country. It only bears fruit once every ten years, and the fruit it bears can cure diseases!"

"Even if a person is about to die, as long as he eats a black mulberry from that tree, he will recover immediately!"

These words made Xu Zhiqing's eyes light up slightly.

He didn't think that the black mulberry tree was particularly powerful. It should be that the black mulberry tree was also a kind of spiritual plant.

If it is a spiritual plant, he can consider it.

"Brother, is the black mulberry tree a spiritual plant?"

Cheng Jiayao also figured this out.

"should be!"

However, the fruit of this black mulberry tree is better than that of ordinary spiritual plants.

Only spiritual plants that are hundreds of years old can have the ability to bring a person back to life.

Considering that it bears fruit once every ten years, this is indeed possible.

Bearing fruit does not mean that the fruit is ripe.

I don't know how long it will take for the fruit to mature.

After Xu Zhiqing finished speaking, he walked towards the registration place.

"You want to sign up?"

The person sitting at the registration point looked up at Xu Zhiqing.

When he saw Xu Zhiqing's overly young appearance, he frowned.

"You can sign up if you want. Ten taels of gold!"

Xu Zhiqing was stunned when he heard this.

"You need gold to sign up?"

"Yes!"

The man said expressionlessly: "This is because they are afraid that some scammers will sneak in!"

Xu Zhiqing was happy to hear this.

This guy has pretty much got the word liar printed on his forehead.

"Ten taels of gold, right?"

Xu Zhiqing certainly has no gold on him.

However, he can turn stone into gold.

"Wait a minute!"

After Xu Zhiqing finished speaking, he looked around and saw a few stones.

He waved his hand and the stone ran into his hand.

He didn't let the man in front of him see it, but rubbed it in his sleeves.

With a flash of white light, the gray stone suddenly turned golden.

This is also a kind of sleight of hand.

It doesn't mean that the stone really turns into gold.

It is time-limited and will turn back into stone after a period of time.

"Here, ten taels of gold!"

When this man saw that Xu Zhiqing really dared to take out ten taels of gold, he immediately put away his contemptuous expression.

If this person is really an immortal master, wouldn’t he have offended an immortal master?
If you don’t sign up, that’s another matter.

Willing to sign up...

The man quickly stood up and took the gold from Xu Zhiqing's hand.

"Excuse me, may I ask your Taoist name?"

"Xu Qingzi!"

Xu Zhiqing said one casually.

Upon hearing this, the man quickly wrote the three words "Xu Qingzi" on a bamboo stick.

"Master Xu, please keep it. That's the waiting area. Someone will call your number soon!"

Xu Zhiqing put away the bamboo stick, took a look and saw an eight written on it!

"Ok!"

He said goodbye to the man and came to Cheng Jiayao.

He showed the bamboo stick to Cheng Jiayao.

"Brother, I've never seen you practice your Cloud and Rain Art."

"That's because this spell is simple. Besides, the attack is not strong!"

The spells he practiced were all for self-defense, and he rarely practiced other spells.

But he really knows how to control the clouds and rain.

Because he practiced the art of flying clouds, he also learned how to control the clouds and rain.

Cheng Jiayao said "oh" twice.

"Did you really sign up?"

The enthusiastic elder brother saw Xu Zhiqing signed up.

He was immediately filled with awe.

"I was right. You are an immortal!"

He looked like he wasn't the one who was called a liar earlier.

"It just so happens that I need that Wu Sangzhi, otherwise I really wouldn't sign up!"

"I see!"

After this enthusiastic brother finished speaking, he didn't say anything else.

Because at this time someone shouted: "Dear immortals, please enter the waiting area!"

In the center of the crowd is a platform.

There are a dozen chairs on the east side of the platform.

Those chairs are prepared for the immortals.

When Xu Zhiqing came over, he saw that the seven people on the chairs were already seated.

When he came over, the seven turned their heads and looked at him.

When they saw Xu Zhiqing's clothes and age, they closed their eyes again.

There was only a skinny man wearing a yin-yang Taoist robe who said nothing in a positive or negative way.

"The kids nowadays are really capable. Do you think that someone who knows a little bit about controlling the clouds and rain would dare to come and compete?" Xu Zhiqing would not tolerate this guy.

He walked up to the man and looked down at him.

"Can you tell me that again?"

The others heard the noise and turned to look over.

"Just say it once, can you ..."

Before the man could finish his words, Xu Zhiqing grabbed him with both hands, and then, in front of everyone's horrified gaze, threw him away.

Everyone only heard a plop and the man fell outside the crowd.

"Eh? Why was that immortal thrown out?"

"This immortal is no good, he can't even win a fight!"

The onlookers were talking to each other, and the face of the thin and handsome man lying on the ground turned pale and blue.

However, he didn't dare to say anything.

Just now, he felt the power of Xu Zhiqing's hands.

He glanced at Xu Zhiqing hatefully.

He is not good at strength, but he has learned magic.

He squeezed into the crowd and came in front of Xu Zhiqing.

"We cultivators are not the kind of people who like to fight bravely and violently. You..."

Xu Zhiqing shook his head and prepared to throw this man out again, and this time he planned to throw him farther away.

However, before he could make a move, he heard someone on the platform shouting, "Immortals, are you ready? Immortal number one, please come on stage!"

A fat Taoist priest stood up.

This man is white and looks about forty years old.

Although he looks fat, he walks with great vigor and does not look like a fat man at all.

Seeing this, Xu Zhiqing stopped.

He stared at the thin Taoist priest.

"Since you said to go first, how about we compete with each other using magic?"

"You have learned the spell of making clouds and rain, but have you learned the spell of thunder?"

"Moving clouds, thunder, and rain are all necessary, right?"

When the thin man heard Xu Zhiqing say this, a sinister smile appeared on his face.

"Boy, I see you are very confident!"

"Okay, I promise you!"

"When we compete later, I will compete with you in magic!"

Xu Zhiqing nodded, ignored the man, and turned to look at the fat Taoist priest on the platform.

The fat Taoist priest must have communicated with the officials on the platform in advance. He set up a table and placed offerings, incense burners and incense on it.

In addition, there are yellow paper, millet, water and other items.

Xu Zhiqing looked carefully and saw the man take out yellow paper and write a talisman on it.

He muttered words.

As he finished reading, the yellow paper in his hand suddenly burst into flames.

The onlookers suddenly exclaimed.

When the fat Taoist priest heard the exclamations of the people around him, a gleam of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

He looked up at the sky, then put the yellow paper in his hand into the water on the table.

Then he grabbed a handful of water mixed with paper ash in one hand and threw it directly into the sky.

At the same time, he continued to mutter to himself.

When he finished reading, he waved his whisk towards the southeast.

"Yunlai!"

To the southeast, it started to get darker, and then dark clouds began to gather.

When the dark clouds condensed to a certain extent, the fat white Taoist priest suddenly clasped his hands together and chanted again.

"Here comes the rain!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the dark clouds that had gathered above his head suddenly began to rain.

The officials standing by showed joy on their faces when they saw this scene.

"Hurry up, record the extent of the rain and how long it lasts!"

After he finished speaking, several people started to get busy.

A quarter of an hour later.

The rain stopped and the dark clouds in the sky dispersed.

Looking at the fat Taoist priest again, the fat Taoist priest who was walking with great vigor before now had a pale face.

He bowed to the people around him, stepped aside and walked to another area, and finally sat down.

While the people around him were not paying attention, he made an understated remark.

"I am so tired!"

Xu Zhiqing heard it and smiled gently.

"Master No. 2..."

The officer continued to call people.

Xu Zhiqing looked over and saw a Taoist priest with a long beard. He should be around sixty years old, with completely white hair.

The Taoist priest walked over and prepared for a while.

Then the clouds and rain began to flow.

Not long after, the Taoist priest, also with a pale face, sat down next to the fat Taoist priest.

The time he took was about the same as that of the fat Taoist priest.

As for how much the difference is, we can only know by looking at the final record results.

The competition is based on the amount of water and time.

Xu Zhiqing noticed that there were some pottery jars placed in several places on the platform.

Whenever an immortal finished bringing rain, the officials would collect the water in the pottery jars.

There is no other way for mortals to measure it, so this method is relatively accurate.

Then someone else came on stage.

The competition lasted from the afternoon to the early afternoon.

Xu Zhiqing looked up at the sun in the sky.

The sun still has an impact on rainfall in the sky.

If the place is humid, the cloud-moving and rain-breathing device will work best.

If the humidity is not heavy, the amount of precipitation used can be considered average.

Soon, the six immortals in front finished casting their spells and all sat in another area.

"So you are number seven?"

People are called by their numbers.

Now there are only two of them left.

Soon the official called the number.

"Immortal No. 7..."

The thin Taoist priest stood up and pointed at Xu Zhiqing and said to the officials on the stage: "Wait a minute, I want to fight this man!"

The officials on the stage were stunned.

There is no such thing in the competition.

However, he still accepted the advice.

"can!"

Of course, he still had to ask Xu Zhiqing for his opinion.

"I want to compete with him too!"

When the sales director heard Xu Zhiqing's words, a smile appeared on his face.

He is good at thunder magic.

Wait a minute, he's going to chop this guy half to death.

If he could kill him with one blow, he wouldn't be polite.

Who made this person not give any face right away and just throw him out?

The thin Taoist priest went up to the stage with hatred in his heart.

After coming up, he turned and looked at Xu Zhiqing.

"Why don't you come up yet?"

"Are you so eager to seek death?"

Xu Zhiqing sensed the murderous intent of the person in front of him.

As he spoke, he walked onto the stage.

The official looked at the two men, and he didn't know how they were fighting.

"Two immortals, how are you going to compete?"

"Let's compete in cloud movement, thunder and rain-making!"

After the thin Taoist priest finished speaking, he began to prepare things.

It didn't take long for him to prepare a platform.

About as tall as a person.

The man was standing on the stage. When he saw that Xu Zhiqing had not prepared anything, he frowned.

"Boy, why aren't you ready yet?"

"Do you want to regret it?"

"No, I don't need to prepare too much!"

The thin Taoist priest's face looked even uglier.

"Okay, okay, since you look down on me, then let me see your magic!"

After he finished speaking, he raised the wooden sword in his hand.

After a while of singing, he shouted loudly: "Clouds are coming!"

The sky suddenly darkened.

Everyone looked up and found thick dark clouds gathering above their heads. (End of this chapter)