Gods will go crazy if they stay for a long time

Time started accelerating, and in a blink of an eye, the seven days of preparation time were up.

The sect competition begins now.

Group A: Early stage of pregnancy

In the first round, Qingyan Zong Ancheng faced off against Yusang Palace Fusheng.

In the second round, Xie An of Taoism versus Fochen Zong Yuanhe

In the third round, Dao Men Xie played against Yu Sang Gong Lin Qu.

. . . . . . .

Group B: Golden Elixir Great Perfection
In the first round, Qingyan Sect Tu Feng faced off against Taoist Sect Li Qing.

In the second round, Qingyan Zong Buchen faced off against Fochen Zong Yuanwu.

In the third round, Fochen Zong Yuande faced off against Yusang Palace Wang Yumo.

. . . .

Group C: middle section of pregnancy

The Qingyan sect fought against the Fochen sect Deshan during the Song and Yuan dynasties.

Qian Cheng of Taoist Clan versus Gu Yuan of Yusang Palace.

Group D: The Great Consummation of the Infant Birth
Duyan of the Qingyan Sect fights against Monk Guangshan of the Fochen Sect
Du Yan got his number plate and looked at his battle list. Are you polite?I am just a young disciple. How do you ask me to deal with an enlightened monk who is in the stage of becoming a god? You are all right, right?

Du Yan looked at his master, Bai Chen turned his head silently and pretended not to see him.

Damn, this old lamp is tricking me.

Angry, flipping the table.

Group D competed with A and B in the afternoon and morning, and Du Yan decided to go find the master and the leader to find out.

How could a disciple of hers compare with an elder-level person?Even if the realm has been lowered.

Du Yan angrily prepared to find someone to judge, but was stopped by Song Yuan, "This is the intention of the leaders. Your level is too high and you are dangerous, so the leaders specially approved such a competition."

I. . .Knock secretly on your mother's door in the middle of the night.

"Young benefactor, do you dislike me?" Monk Guangshan appeared behind Du Yan with a smile.

Du Yan looked at him coldly, why do I dislike everything about him.

"How could it be? It's an honor for me to compete with senior. I hope senior can give you more advice." Du Yan also smiled, but if you look closely, the smile didn't reach his eyes at all.

Both of them are acting.

Qian Cheng leaned next to Deshan and clapped his hands.

Okay, great, let's see what kind of sparks can come out of these two people meeting each other.

"Amitabha, their duel must be the highlight of all duels. It's a pity that we are also in the afternoon." Deshan clasped his hands together and looked at the leaving figures of the great monk Guangshan and Du Yan.

"Son of Deshan Buddha, I didn't know that you still have a love of theater hidden in your bones. I thought that you monks, who have no desires and no pursuits, only know Amitabha all day long." Gu Yuan joked at the side.

"It's good, it's good. Don't let disaster come from your mouth." The virtuous and kind-hearted face and the emotionless compassionate voice made Gu Yuan always feel that this Buddhist disciple of the Buddha Chen Sect was going to save him.

Gu Yuan curled his lips, walked away, and grabbed Song Yuan's neck, looking like the two brothers were doing well.

In the distance, Qing Mo's back molars were almost broken.I'm going to chop off that man's claws.

"Master" Du Yan stood under Bai Chen and bowed respectfully.Bai Chen held up a shelf and nodded slightly.

"Master, when I duel with Monk Guangshan, are there any restrictions?" Du Yande asked clearly what he would do if he was found guilty of a foul.

"There is no restriction. You can just hit it with whatever means you have. It's unfair to you. If it restricts you, wouldn't it be a shady thing?" Bai Chen explained to Du Yan.

That’s good, great monk, you must suffer the consequences.

"Then Monk Duyan Guangshan doesn't have any restrictions, right?" Duyan was a little unsure.

"Just like you"

Du Yan nodded, said goodbye to his master, and sat on the seat below to watch their duel.

Du Yan was also complaining to 9527 in his mind about the players this year stretching their crotch and how they were going to be a big monk in the afternoon.

[Let’s release the fantasy] 9527 doesn’t care
[To put it lightly, the great monk has been an old monster for many years, so my illusion may not be useful to him] Du Yan rolled his eyes inwardly.

[Then what should I do? Hate him]

【He is more sinister than me】

. . . . .

Anjou, who had high hopes from everyone, actually lost, to a little-known disciple.Anjo himself couldn't believe it, he lost so quickly.

Du Yan in the audience could clearly see that this Fu Sheng was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and his proficiency in sword moves was not what he should have been at this age.

Du Yan squinted his eyes and stared at Fu Sheng. Perhaps Du Yan's gaze was too aggressive. Fu Sheng turned his head, stared at Du Yan, and smiled shyly.

[Tuanzi, believe it or not, he has a system]

[How is it possible? There can only be one system in a world] If 9527 doesn't believe Du Yan, how is it possible? If there are two systems, then the world can be directly declared to have failed.

[Go back to your Quick Travel Management Bureau and ask. It’s best to check this Fusheng. There was no such person in Yusang Palace in the previous life.]

[Okay] He still has to listen to what the boss says, just in case.

The other games were all satisfactory.But it was indeed unexpected that Nangong Jin could win.

The talismans were thrown at the opponent as if they were free of charge, and all kinds of offensive weapons were thrown at the opponent. From time to time, he saw the right time and raised his sword to hit the opponent.

It can be said that the opponent was beaten down by Nangong Jin's money.

All the players were stunned. They finally knew how rich the alchemist could be. They had known for a long time that the alchemist was rich, but they never expected to be so rich.

As we all know, the richest people are alchemists and talisman masters.

Formation masters, weapon refiners and sword masters are all very poor.

Nangong Jin caught everyone's attention and swaggered down the duel stage.

It has to be you, Nangong Jin. Du Yan silently gave Nangong Jin a thumbs up in the dark.That's awesome.

There was nothing new in Tu Feng's match, so he deserved to win. Tu Feng practiced both formations and talismans.

If you are trapped in a formation, you can even kill someone if you take out a talisman and smash it.

It can be said that Nangong Jin and Master Tufeng worked together to play in a trench-free manner.

Time passed in a blink of an eye, and at noon in Baichen, it was time to eat.

Why isn't it over yet?So annoying.

Du Yan stood under the stage, kicking stones in boredom, while the leader on the stage was still talking eloquently.Repeat those words over and over again, work hard, and strive to be the leader.

Nothing new.

"I will say one last thing. I hope that everyone can still maintain their Taoism even if they lose." As soon as Ji Feng finished speaking, a black shadow rushed out, leaving only a trace of the wind.

It was just an illusion.

That's right, when you get to the shadows, you just cross the smoke, you don't eat actively, and you have a problem with your head.

I love eating meat, and Du Yan was overwhelmed by the variety of dishes.

Have a spoonful of the same.After a while, there was a big bowl filled to the brim.

"Your junior sister has a huge appetite." Qian Cheng, who followed closely behind, was stunned.

"Just get used to it." Song Yuan took his own bowl and went to make food. After a while, the group of hungry wolves caught up with him, but he couldn't eat any good food.

The smoke is still swirling in the wind, and it is very bold.

She looks nothing like her junior sister from the sect. Maybe she is a strong person.Qian Cheng prepared the meal and sat at the table next to Du Yan, with Deshan sitting opposite him.

"Amitabha, the realm of the strong is so unrestrained. It's because we have long hair and short knowledge." Deshan was still sighing.

"Buddha Deshan, you have no hair," Qian Cheng ruthlessly interrupted Deshan.

　Thanks to Mao Xiaojiu for voting for 11 recommendations. I wish my baby happiness every day and everything goes well, and I wish you good luck.

　　(End of this chapter)