Mortal Bones

"I haven't seen you for seven years. I wonder if Taiping has changed now."

Dugu Qingxiao also sat down at the stone table at this time, looking at the spiritual mirror on the table with expectation.

Lin Buyu also sat down.

At this time, she put away the book in her hand, sat there quietly, and looked at the spiritual mirror on the table silently.

"Huh..."

Zhao Linglong suddenly let out a long breath, and then smiled with emotion:

"Fourteen years ago, it was also here. At that time, we were still worried about whether Taiping could go up the mountain. I didn't expect that he had already gone to Youyuntian and fought on the Golden Scale Terrace."

When several people heard this, they all recalled the scene of watching Xu Taiping participate in the Seven Peaks Selection fourteen years ago.

"So, no matter the victory or defeat, as long as Taiping can stand on the Golden Scale Terrace, it is something worth celebrating."

Xu Ziyan smiled and patted Zhao Linglong on the shoulder gently.

"Yeah."

Zhao Linglong's expression was completely relaxed.

At this time, the white-robed steward of Youyun Mansion standing on the Golden Scale Platform in the spiritual mirror finally finished reading the lengthy competition rules.

At the same time, the wall formed by the Gengjin sword energy once again divided the Golden Scale Platform into two halves.

With two "swoosh" sounds, two figures flew to the two sides of the Golden Scale Platform with the sound of breaking through the air.

However, because the viewing angle was too high, even if the spiritual mirror had been enlarged to a diameter of seven or eight feet, it was impossible to see the specific appearance and figure of the two people.

"Second Brother, get closer."

Zhao Linglong urged Dugu Qingxiao on the side anxiously.

"I'll try."

Dugu Qingxiao nodded, and then pinched the formula to control the scene in the bronze mirror, and approached the two figures little by little.

Because the size of the spiritual mirror was limited, the Golden Scale Platform was too large, and the two people were very far away, if you want to see their specific appearance, you have to enlarge the picture one by one.

In the end, Dugu Qingxiao chose to see who the person on the west side of the Golden Scale Platform was.

When the scene in the spirit mirror was magnified little by little, everyone saw only a young man with an unusually burly figure, wearing a brown leather armor, standing there with a dark black axe in his hand.

Looking at the young man's appearance carefully, he had a square face, big ears, thick eyebrows, and a pair of eyes, like a beast that had not eaten for a long time.

"This is not Taiping."

Zhao Linglong said with great certainty.

"This should be Taiping's opponent in this competition, Qi Hao."

Dugu Qingxiao nodded, and frowned at the same time:

"From the physique alone, this person is at least in the Martial Saint Realm. The dark axe in his hand is vaguely ancient, and it is very likely to be an ancient immortal weapon."

Hearing this, everyone's hearts tightened again.

Not only does he have the physique of the Martial Saint Realm, but he also controls an ancient immortal weapon. They can't help but start to worry about the next competition for the junior brother.

While Dugu Qingxiao was talking, he pinched his fingers to let the mirror turn the image in the mirror to the east of the Golden Scale Terrace and enlarge it little by little.

Finally, a familiar figure appeared in everyone's sight.

"It's Taiping!"

"The appearance of the junior brother hasn't changed much, but he looks thinner, taller, and straighter!"

"The junior brother is wearing the same Taoist robe he wore when he first entered the Qingxuan Sect..."

The disciples of the seven peaks first discussed it, but when they saw the somewhat worn Taoist robe on Xu Taiping, they all felt a little sour in their noses.

"Whether he wins or loses, when the junior brother comes back, we must celebrate for him."

"That's right, it's good to be able to come back safely."

After seeing Xu Taiping, everyone suddenly threw away their desire to win and lose, and just hoped that he could come back safely.

As for how many rounds he could win at the Golden Scale Meeting, it didn't matter.

Of course, not everyone thought so.

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"Brother Taiping, I'm betting my entire fortune on you, you must win this game!"

In the dark clouds, on the stands of Jinlintai.

After Chu Xiaoxiao received a message from her subordinates and learned that all her savings over the years had been bet on Xu Taiping's victory, she suddenly became extremely excited.

"Xiaoxiao, what are you whispering to yourself?"

The Seventh Princess, who was sitting next to her, hugged her shoulders and asked in surprise.

"Your Highness, I, I'm praying to the Buddha to bless Brother Taiping to win!"

Chu Xiaoxiao smiled awkwardly.

Of course, she would not tell the Seventh Princess about the bet on Xu Taiping, otherwise if her mother accidentally found out, she would be grounded for another six months.

"What's the point of praying to the Buddha? They can't take care of us Youyuntian, let's pray to Emperor Youyun." Chu Tiancheng refuted Chu Xiaoxiao, then put his hands together and whispered: "Emperor, Emperor, I am willing to let Xiaoxiao eat vegetarian food for ten years in exchange for Brother Taiping's victory." Chu Xiaoxiao was stunned at first, and then said with a sad face: "Your Highness, can we change the conditions with the emperor? It's better to kill me than to eat vegetarian food for ten years." Chu Tiancheng laughed at first, and then said seriously: "Qi Hao has already had the physique of the martial arts realm when he was eight years old, and he also has the Xunmu strange bone in the golden spirit bone. He has been a disciple in Xuanhu Mountain for many years. Brother Taiping's chance of winning this game is very small, very small." Now that she is in the realm of refining spirits, her vision and perception are much higher than Chu Xiaoxiao. "Master Lu, do you think so too?" Chu Xiaoxiao turned her head and looked at Lu Rushuang nervously.

Lu Rushuang nodded, then turned to look at Chu Xiaoxiao and said:

"You probably don't know yet? Taiping's root bone is the most common white spirit bone. It is not easy for this kind of spirit bone to be cultivated to the spirit refining realm."

Hearing this, Chu Xiaoxiao's heart trembled, and she thought to herself:

"White... white spirit bone?!"

But immediately, she said again:

"Even if his cultivation talent is not as good as Qi Hao, his martial arts talent should be stronger than Qi Hao, right?"

She has seen the power of Xu Taiping's boxing.

"Indeed, Taiping's greatest advantage is his physique that is comparable to that of a martial arts saint."