Taoist temple that will cross
Chapter 357 One battle with Jun, the top of Shu Mountain
Chapter 357 A battle with Jun, the top of Shu Mountain
"What just happened?"
Standing in a big pit full of rough gravel, Liu Jinyuan was covered in tatters, with a few strips of cloth hanging on his thin body like a bone-bone, revealing some white or dirty skin. Xi's face was blank, like a fool.
After he collided with Ah Si just now, his whole body was like flying through the clouds, in a trance, inexplicable, very unreal.
If it wasn't for his memory being able to clearly replay the scene just now, he wouldn't have believed it was real.
"cousin"
Lin Yueru trotted into the venue, saluted Cao Yi respectfully, and then walked to the edge of the big pit.
Hearing Lin Yueru's voice, Liu Jinyuan got out of his stupid state, and under the speechless eyes of all the monks, he struggled to climb up from the big pit.
"hand"
Lin Yueru reached out to pull Liu Jinyuan, with a voice as gentle as water.
Liu Jinyuan was taken aback for a moment, and then his heart was filled with joy. It was the first time that his cousin was so gentle to him since he was a child.Immediately, he sent his hand to Lin Yueru.
It's been a long time since that kind of moist touch has a unique slippery touch of sweat.
The body was pulled up, and the moment he faced his cousin, Liu Jinyuan felt as if his soul was floating.
Lin Yueru took her sweaty hand out of Liu Jinyuan's hand, looked at Liu Jinyuan with admiring and moved eyes for a while, and said, "Cousin, thank you this time."
Liu Jinyuan couldn't help it for a while, and blurted out the words in his heart: "For you, I will do anything at all"
There was a burst of booing at the scene.
"Cousin, you!"
No matter how fierce Lin Yueru's temperament is, she is still a big girl who has not left the court, and she immediately blushed like a big red cloth.He stepped on Liu Jinyuan's foot suddenly, and ran away covering his face.
Liu Jinyuan gasped in pain, and then a foolish smile appeared on his face.
At the scene, the booing sound became louder.
Cao Yi, who was sitting behind the table, was speechless in his heart. Once the trivial matters of men and women were involved, monks would no longer be like monks.
Suddenly, a voice sounded: "Just now someone said that if the scholar wins, he will swallow dung. There is another one who wants to swallow together, come out and fulfill the promise."
The scene was noisy again.
Cultivators perform live feces swallowing, not to mention today, even hundreds of years ago, thousands of years have never been heard.
Cao Yi noticed two monks in the corner, quietly left the venue, shook his head with a smile.
"Look, those two guys ran away"
Someone found them.
"Don't go, come back and swallow the dung"
"Catch them back, I've grown up so big, I haven't seen anyone swallow dung yet."
……
Everyone booed, and several people even chased them out.
The two monks were frightened and ran away without a trace.
Cao Yi coughed lightly, and because he used the power of his soul, he directly overwhelmed all the voices.
The scene suddenly fell silent.
Cao Yi looked at Xiao Tianzun and said with a smile: "Young Tianzun won't pursue Miss Lin's matter, right?"
"Don't pursue it anymore"
Xiao Tianzun said four words in a blunt tone.
From childhood to adulthood, he was the one who made others ugly.
This time it was reversed.
Cao Yi nodded, and the smile on his face disappeared, "Next, Pindao wants to settle with you about your contempt for Shushan just now."
Xiao Tianzun stood up abruptly, his black hair was flying, and his eyes were extremely sharp, "You think I'm afraid of you?"
Penglai Xianmen is not weaker than Shushan. In the past hundred years, Shushan has been in constant civil strife, but Penglai has developed rapidly. Under the ebb and flow, Penglai's power has already dominated the nameless world of Shushan. Therefore, Xiao Tianzun Not afraid of Cao Yi.
"Ling'er, how many tricks did you have with Xiao Tianzun?"
Cao Yi said lightly.
For Xiao Tianzun's level, he doesn't need to do it himself.
Zhao Ling'er, who was sitting with Li Xiaoyao, stood up when he heard Cao Yi's words.
For a moment, it was like a noble, holy white water lotus blooming in the wind.
In an instant, hundreds of eyes cast over, some were curious, some were amazed, and some were jealous (limited to some female monks).
Xiao Tianzun didn't expect Cao Yi to let a girl with top-notch appearance and temperament fight against him, and was a little dazed for a while.
Zhao Ling'er moved lightly with lotus steps and came to the center of the venue. In the eyes of everyone, she was still as calm as water.
This is not pretending to be plain, it is the plainness created by the uncontested living environment of Xianling Island.
This kind of blandness, almost cold and arrogant, coupled with Zhao Linger's appearance and temperament, is particularly attractive.
Many people cast envious and jealous eyes on Li Xiaoyao, who behaved intimately with Zhao Linger.
However, Li Xiaoyao was not low-key at all. In front of everyone, he said in a very gentle and caring tone, "Sister Linger, be careful."
Zhao Ling'er turned her head and smiled sweetly, Wan Hua felt sad.
"Brother Xiaoyao, Ling'er will be fine."
"Good cabbage, let the pigs do it."
An unattractive and a little fat monk said with a look of envy.
While many monks agreed, they looked at the fat monk with strange eyes.
After the case, even the little Tianzun, who was loved by thousands of people in Penglai, was a little moved when he saw the magnificent Zhao Ling'er.
There was even a plan to snatch Zhao Ling'er away from Li Xiaoyao.
Zhao Ling'er, who didn't know what Xiao Tianzun planned, arched a pair of delicate fists in front of her, and said in a clear and sweet voice, "Little Tianzun, please"
Xiao Tianzun originally didn't intend to use too powerful supernatural powers out of pity and pity, but when he swept Zhao Ling'er with the silver eyes of the martial god as usual, he quickly changed his mind.
Zhao Linger's thin and weak body contained a powerful force, not much weaker than him.
In addition, he may be a direct disciple of the mysterious master Cao Yi, and it is very likely that he will have some powerful supernatural powers.
If he took it lightly, he might make a fool of himself again.
"Go to heaven and fight!"
The little Tianzun turned into a rainbow and rushed to the sky.
Zhao Linger also rushed into the blue sky.
The two confront each other at a distance of 10,000+ meters.
Xiao Tianzun stretched out a hand expressionlessly.
A ball of light the size of a bead appeared on the white palm, and there were continuous lightning and thunder in it.
As time went by, the lightning contained inside became more and more terrifying as it expanded bit by bit.
"It's the Lightning Palm from the Penglai Immortal Sect. It is said that it came from the God Realm."
A monk spoke out.
More than a dozen voices followed.
After the case, Cao Yi roughly knew about this so-called palm thunder.
It comes from the God Realm, and it is said that it was created by the Emperor of Heaven. Its power can be strengthened or weakened according to the cultivation level of the caster, or the gods he owns.
Needless to say the weakest, the strongest, can hit millions, tens of millions of thunderbolts, destroy the heavenly tribulation, destroy the small thousand world, and severely injure high-ranking immortals.
(End of this chapter)
"What just happened?"
Standing in a big pit full of rough gravel, Liu Jinyuan was covered in tatters, with a few strips of cloth hanging on his thin body like a bone-bone, revealing some white or dirty skin. Xi's face was blank, like a fool.
After he collided with Ah Si just now, his whole body was like flying through the clouds, in a trance, inexplicable, very unreal.
If it wasn't for his memory being able to clearly replay the scene just now, he wouldn't have believed it was real.
"cousin"
Lin Yueru trotted into the venue, saluted Cao Yi respectfully, and then walked to the edge of the big pit.
Hearing Lin Yueru's voice, Liu Jinyuan got out of his stupid state, and under the speechless eyes of all the monks, he struggled to climb up from the big pit.
"hand"
Lin Yueru reached out to pull Liu Jinyuan, with a voice as gentle as water.
Liu Jinyuan was taken aback for a moment, and then his heart was filled with joy. It was the first time that his cousin was so gentle to him since he was a child.Immediately, he sent his hand to Lin Yueru.
It's been a long time since that kind of moist touch has a unique slippery touch of sweat.
The body was pulled up, and the moment he faced his cousin, Liu Jinyuan felt as if his soul was floating.
Lin Yueru took her sweaty hand out of Liu Jinyuan's hand, looked at Liu Jinyuan with admiring and moved eyes for a while, and said, "Cousin, thank you this time."
Liu Jinyuan couldn't help it for a while, and blurted out the words in his heart: "For you, I will do anything at all"
There was a burst of booing at the scene.
"Cousin, you!"
No matter how fierce Lin Yueru's temperament is, she is still a big girl who has not left the court, and she immediately blushed like a big red cloth.He stepped on Liu Jinyuan's foot suddenly, and ran away covering his face.
Liu Jinyuan gasped in pain, and then a foolish smile appeared on his face.
At the scene, the booing sound became louder.
Cao Yi, who was sitting behind the table, was speechless in his heart. Once the trivial matters of men and women were involved, monks would no longer be like monks.
Suddenly, a voice sounded: "Just now someone said that if the scholar wins, he will swallow dung. There is another one who wants to swallow together, come out and fulfill the promise."
The scene was noisy again.
Cultivators perform live feces swallowing, not to mention today, even hundreds of years ago, thousands of years have never been heard.
Cao Yi noticed two monks in the corner, quietly left the venue, shook his head with a smile.
"Look, those two guys ran away"
Someone found them.
"Don't go, come back and swallow the dung"
"Catch them back, I've grown up so big, I haven't seen anyone swallow dung yet."
……
Everyone booed, and several people even chased them out.
The two monks were frightened and ran away without a trace.
Cao Yi coughed lightly, and because he used the power of his soul, he directly overwhelmed all the voices.
The scene suddenly fell silent.
Cao Yi looked at Xiao Tianzun and said with a smile: "Young Tianzun won't pursue Miss Lin's matter, right?"
"Don't pursue it anymore"
Xiao Tianzun said four words in a blunt tone.
From childhood to adulthood, he was the one who made others ugly.
This time it was reversed.
Cao Yi nodded, and the smile on his face disappeared, "Next, Pindao wants to settle with you about your contempt for Shushan just now."
Xiao Tianzun stood up abruptly, his black hair was flying, and his eyes were extremely sharp, "You think I'm afraid of you?"
Penglai Xianmen is not weaker than Shushan. In the past hundred years, Shushan has been in constant civil strife, but Penglai has developed rapidly. Under the ebb and flow, Penglai's power has already dominated the nameless world of Shushan. Therefore, Xiao Tianzun Not afraid of Cao Yi.
"Ling'er, how many tricks did you have with Xiao Tianzun?"
Cao Yi said lightly.
For Xiao Tianzun's level, he doesn't need to do it himself.
Zhao Ling'er, who was sitting with Li Xiaoyao, stood up when he heard Cao Yi's words.
For a moment, it was like a noble, holy white water lotus blooming in the wind.
In an instant, hundreds of eyes cast over, some were curious, some were amazed, and some were jealous (limited to some female monks).
Xiao Tianzun didn't expect Cao Yi to let a girl with top-notch appearance and temperament fight against him, and was a little dazed for a while.
Zhao Ling'er moved lightly with lotus steps and came to the center of the venue. In the eyes of everyone, she was still as calm as water.
This is not pretending to be plain, it is the plainness created by the uncontested living environment of Xianling Island.
This kind of blandness, almost cold and arrogant, coupled with Zhao Linger's appearance and temperament, is particularly attractive.
Many people cast envious and jealous eyes on Li Xiaoyao, who behaved intimately with Zhao Linger.
However, Li Xiaoyao was not low-key at all. In front of everyone, he said in a very gentle and caring tone, "Sister Linger, be careful."
Zhao Ling'er turned her head and smiled sweetly, Wan Hua felt sad.
"Brother Xiaoyao, Ling'er will be fine."
"Good cabbage, let the pigs do it."
An unattractive and a little fat monk said with a look of envy.
While many monks agreed, they looked at the fat monk with strange eyes.
After the case, even the little Tianzun, who was loved by thousands of people in Penglai, was a little moved when he saw the magnificent Zhao Ling'er.
There was even a plan to snatch Zhao Ling'er away from Li Xiaoyao.
Zhao Ling'er, who didn't know what Xiao Tianzun planned, arched a pair of delicate fists in front of her, and said in a clear and sweet voice, "Little Tianzun, please"
Xiao Tianzun originally didn't intend to use too powerful supernatural powers out of pity and pity, but when he swept Zhao Ling'er with the silver eyes of the martial god as usual, he quickly changed his mind.
Zhao Linger's thin and weak body contained a powerful force, not much weaker than him.
In addition, he may be a direct disciple of the mysterious master Cao Yi, and it is very likely that he will have some powerful supernatural powers.
If he took it lightly, he might make a fool of himself again.
"Go to heaven and fight!"
The little Tianzun turned into a rainbow and rushed to the sky.
Zhao Linger also rushed into the blue sky.
The two confront each other at a distance of 10,000+ meters.
Xiao Tianzun stretched out a hand expressionlessly.
A ball of light the size of a bead appeared on the white palm, and there were continuous lightning and thunder in it.
As time went by, the lightning contained inside became more and more terrifying as it expanded bit by bit.
"It's the Lightning Palm from the Penglai Immortal Sect. It is said that it came from the God Realm."
A monk spoke out.
More than a dozen voices followed.
After the case, Cao Yi roughly knew about this so-called palm thunder.
It comes from the God Realm, and it is said that it was created by the Emperor of Heaven. Its power can be strengthened or weakened according to the cultivation level of the caster, or the gods he owns.
Needless to say the weakest, the strongest, can hit millions, tens of millions of thunderbolts, destroy the heavenly tribulation, destroy the small thousand world, and severely injure high-ranking immortals.
(End of this chapter)
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