Dan Fu Supreme

Chapter 1021
With a smile on his lips, Zhao Gongming stepped up to the central venue step by step.

The crowd around the audience naturally didn't mind sneering and cold eyes.This dandy of the domain master's realm is well-known. Although he has the cultivation base of the first-level immortal king, his understanding of Taoism is probably worse than that of the first-level ancestor immortal, and no one treats him. Show, hold expectations.

Beichen, on the other hand, was very interested in Zhao Gongming's next performance.

Although this Zhao Gongming is a dude, Beichen couldn't help but praise him for his harsh words to Shang Miaoming.

Many people from the seven overlord forces came to participate in the Luanfeng meeting this time.However, the most special among them is Miao Ming.

Miao Ming is the holy son of the Taiyi sect in the fairy world. Speaking of it, his status is indeed frighteningly high.

However, Miao Ming is a loner in the star field. Although he is supported by the Bagua Sacred Sect, these are not threats to Zhao Gongming.

Therefore, compared to people like Huang Ge Nian, Miao Ming is undoubtedly the best candidate for him to dare to offend without worrying about subsequent revenge.

This alone can show that this young master of the Zhao family is not stupid although his aptitude is mediocre.

Therefore, Beichen didn't think that he would humiliate himself on such a occasion, he must have been prepared.

It was precisely because of this that Bei Chen was interested. He was still quite looking forward to what hole card Zhao Gongming could show to seal everyone's mouths and win the hearts of all the female disciples of the Hehuan Sect.

You know, Zhao Gongming's goal is not low, what he values ​​is Qiushui.

Miao Ming lacked interest at first, but when he saw Bei Chen's look of anticipation, he corrected his attitude unconsciously.

At this time, Zhao Gongming had already walked to the center of the venue, and with the embarrassing expression of Elder Lotus, he unfolded the rice paper and began to ink.

The crowd was a little commotion, this Zhao Gongming wanted to imitate Huang Ge Nian and write a word!

Here, Beichen clearly noticed that Huang Genian's breath was a little heavier.

"Young man, his personality is too hot!"

Miao Ming's forehead darkened, "You said that you seem to be older than others, this Huang Ge Nian, at least you have lived for nearly a thousand years, I don't know how much older than you!"

Bei Chen said angrily: "Didn't you say that I have a high seniority? In my eyes, these kids are just young people."

Miao Ming said bluntly: "Don't you say that you have lost the vigor of a young man because you are old and mature?"

Bei Chen became angry, "Find an opportunity, let's discuss and learn from each other."

Miao Ming beat the talisman fan in his hand and said with a smile, "I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

The two secretly competed, and in the center of the venue, Zhao Gongming was already serious and began to splash ink.

For a moment, the chattering and laughing voices below immediately weakened, and turned into whispers or gasps.

Although Bei Chen and Miao Ming didn't pay attention to Zhao Gongming, they could still feel that a cold and sharp sword light came directly towards them. This was the artistic conception of superior swordsmanship.

Miao Ming said, "There is a way!"

At this moment, there was no laughter around the venue, because as Zhao Gongming wrote the pen, a word of sword with awe-inspiring sword spirit appeared in front of everyone.

This character is very simple, it is written in ancient fairy script, it is very thick, and it reveals a chilling sword aura.

Bei Chen was quite interested in comprehending this sword intent carefully, but quickly frowned, until later, he completely lost interest.

Miao Ming looked at it with gusto. He is also a swordsman. He seems to have a cold for this word sword, and he has some signs of enlightenment.

Beichen coughed, like a thunderclap, which exploded beside Miaoming's ears, pulling him out of the Taoist realm.

Miao Ming is puzzled, it looks so exciting, what the hell are you doing!

Beichen frowned and said, "This word is just a superficial, flashy word. Don't study it deeply. If you read it too deeply, you might go astray."

Miao Ming's face darkened, and he looked at the sword character again according to Bei Chen's instructions, and he found that there was another universe in it.

Although this sword word has a sword intent and seems simple and vigorous, but after careful scrutiny, it is found that the door has been cut off and closed by someone.

Miao Ming was puzzled, so he asked Bei Chen through sound transmission, "What's going on?"

Beichen said disdainfully: "This word for sword is really good, it should be left by everyone in the way of swordsmanship, but this is not Zhao Gongming's own way, and it is useless to write it out forcibly. I am afraid that this word was specially prepared by the Zhao family for this son. Yes, it is intended to make him a blockbuster in the demonstration of the Taoism of the Luanfenghui."

Miao Mingnahan, this Zhao Jiagui is one of the seven overlords of the domain master realm, and his methods are too vulgar.

Although Beichen found an abnormality here, many of the people present were immersed in this sword intent, unable to extricate themselves, as if they had really realized something.

Even the people of the older generation around the central meeting place stared at it carefully, deeply convinced.

Beichen chuckled, picked up the teacup beside his hand, took a sip, and then gently put it on the table.

The invisible sound wave came out, directly dispelling the sword environment created by this sword word.

Everyone broke free from the sword realm, but they didn't find out who caused the trouble.

"Who dares to make trouble at the Luanfenghui?" Someone roared angrily.

"Damn it, I just got something, but I was blocked by life and death, who did the good thing, come out, I will break you."

"What about the elders of the Hehuan Sect, are you just letting someone make trouble here?"

Everyone was filled with righteous indignation. As the instigator, Beichen was very quiet at this time. He gently picked up the spirit tea and took another sip, but it was very unappetizing, and he just tasted it.

Miao Ming on the side, holding back a smile in his heart, this little Beiba did a good deed, but he was scolded angrily, and he didn't know how angry he was.

To Beichen's surprise, after a while, there were a few doubtful eyes looking at him.

However, if you look closely, you will find that these eyes are not directed at him, but at Miao Ming.

As a result, Beichen was in a good mood, and it seemed that Miaoming had taken the blame for him.

Miao Ming's face darkened, this is true, there is no place to complain about grievances, the key people were just suspicious, and did not stop their eyes.

If Miao Ming stepped forward to clarify at this time, it would definitely be that there is no silver 300 taels here.

Holding up his spirit tea bitterly, Miao Mingniu drank a big gulp to suppress the evil fire in his heart.

Beichen said via voice transmission: "Young man, don't get too angry."

"You're really tired."

Zhao Gongming was the one who was most annoyed when his demonstration of morality was interrupted.

However, with his cultivation base, he couldn't find out who was causing the trouble. With his cold eyes, he glanced around the scene, and Zhao Gongming felt that everyone was suspected.

He stormed off the stage angrily. Fortunately, what greeted him was no longer cynicism, but shocked faces.

"Hey, these bastards, you know how powerful I am."

Satisfied, Zhao Gongming's footsteps became much lighter.

At this time, Elder Hehua came out again, "Is there anyone here who wants to show his morals?"

With this question, someone really stood up, and it was none other than the disciple of the Shushan Sacred Sect that Beichen noticed just now.

"Three points of ink in the Huixing Pavilion, I have met all the immortal friends!"

The person reported himself, and everyone present took a deep breath.

Bei Chen was curious, looked at Miao Ming, and was also shocked when he saw this kid.

"Why, you didn't notice him at first?" Bei Chen asked puzzled.

Miao Ming nodded honestly, "Although I noticed that this person is special, I didn't expect that this person turned out to be the holy son of Confucianism, San Dianmo from Huixing Pavilion. I heard that he was taught by the most holy teacher of Confucianism. , and rewarded him with three dots of ink, and from then on, he changed his name to San Dianmo."

Bei Chen is funny, this kid is too sincere, if someone gives you three inks, you can change your name to Sandians.

Miao Ming went on to introduce: "This man has a lot of background, in the Confucian school, he has a very high status, and he is not comparable to ordinary young geniuses. I rarely see him make a move. I don't know what he wants to show this time. kind of realm."

Beichen looked at the three o'clock ink for a while, and said with a smile: "Sword intent!"

"Sword intent? Are you sure!"

Beichen rolled his eyes at Miaoming, "Is it possible that I still can't see this way? Besides, I also practiced Confucianism for a period of time, and I know things about Confucianism very well."

Miao Ming wondered, "I can't tell, this kid actually practiced swordsmanship."

"This just shows that this kid's swordsmanship is so advanced that he even kept it from you. I'm quite looking forward to whether he can have a more amazing performance than just now."

Before Bei Chen finished speaking, a cold snort sounded from the side, and it was Huang Ge Nian who couldn't hold his breath anymore.

Bei Chen was curious, looked at the central meeting place, and immediately understood that these three dots of ink had to be written. This is really a lawsuit on paper.

"Just now, Mr. Zhao wrote a sword character, which made me feel a lot, so I also made a fool of myself and wrote a sword character. Please watch it."

The words of San Dianmo fell to the ground, and suddenly, a gust of sword wind filled the air. Everyone seemed to be in a world of swords, and the sword light shone everywhere, which was very dazzling.

Among the thousands of sword lights, suddenly, there is a sword with the most upright and pure intent, coming from the sky, like the king of the sword, penetrating people's hearts.

Bei Chen sighed, Confucianism sword is upright, this son is really profound, only this point, compared to Zhao Gongming's sword character that is strong on the outside but strong on the inside, I don't know how much better it is.

Beichen said with emotion: "The essence of a Confucian sword is to be virtuous and wide-ranging. As for the arrogance, it is not offensive but defensive. It is as simple as it is refined, and as a result it is as complex as it is prosperous. Sheng, it's really rare!"

Bei Chen felt emotional for a moment and completely forgot himself. He said this sentence directly without telling Miao Ming through sound transmission.

In the entire venue, the sword intent was suddenly withdrawn. In the center of the venue, Sanmomo held a vermilion pen, his eyes trembled, and he looked at Beichen from a distance. He obviously felt something about Beichen's explanation.

"Is Xianyou a member of my Confucian school?" San Dianmo asked.

Bei Chen smiled lightly, "I once studied in the Confucian school, so I can be regarded as half a Confucian student!"

"That's the case, San Dianmo should call the immortal friend as a senior, and I don't know the name of the immortal friend." San Dianmo was obviously very interested in Bei Chen who could see through his sword state and sword intent at a glance.

Bei Chen said: "Just call me Ai Gu."

At three o'clock, Mo Yaoyao greeted him, and left the central venue with a smile.

Now, all the people present subconsciously took a look at Beichen, apparently very surprised that Beichen was able to explain the essence of Confucianism and swords.

Miao Ming frowned, "Since when did you feel the way of the sword?"

Bei Chen scolded: "The world is the way of the world, and you understand by analogy, you are too fussy, what do you look like?"

(End of this chapter)