In the entire Taiyi Dao Secret Realm, the onlookers were in an uproar, with many different opinions, and were not willing to accept such a result at all.
At this moment, a figure walked down from the sky. It was an old monk. He was holding a long sword in his hand. There were seven dazzling gems on the hilt.
The long sword was red, and the sharp sword light made people feel a stinging sensation on the skin even from a distance.
The old monk chanted a Buddhist name, and the sound immediately reached everyone's ears, instantly making everyone quiet down.
The anger, confusion, and ridicule in my heart disappeared, and I entered a strange state, my heart was as calm as still water, as if I didn't care about anything.
But soon this state disappeared, and everyone was horrified that the old monk in front of them had such great Buddhist knowledge!
"I can confirm that this time, it was indeed Little Donor Russell who won."
The old monk stretched out the long sword in his hand, "Just now, the young donor Luo Su used a sword skill, and Yi Nian did not dodge. It was the young donor Luo Su who held back."
The thought in the distance was no longer hidden. He tilted his head, and those with sharp eyes immediately noticed that a piece of hair on the left side of his head was missing, and there was a faint trace of blood on his neck.
If you move a little more to the side, you will experience what it feels like to explode as soon as the head and body are separated by one meter.
Seeing this scene, everyone stopped talking. Fortunately, this was just a competition. If it was a life-and-death fight, Yi Nian would have been a corpse.
Seeing that everyone had no objections, the old monk nodded slowly, and his figure floated towards Russell. The long sword shook a little, and very nimbly, it went straight into Russell's mouth.
"You have obtained Lü Dongbin's inheritance?"
The old monk nodded, and before Russell could say anything, he immediately praised him, "What a great little genius, you just chose the wrong path. I think you have a destiny with us, Sifu..."
Once again, before he could finish his words, his figure suddenly became blurred, constantly shaking between reality, and his words were intermittent.
The old monk shook his head helplessly. The people from Maoshan were too stingy. He was just talking.
My Buddhist sect is so vast, how could it be possible that it lacks just this one genius
Of course, I wouldn't mind if there is.
The next moment, the old monk's shadow instantly disappeared in front of Russell.
A person appeared from the void with a smile on his face. He seemed to be a guardian, but also seemed not to be.
It looks like that, but it feels a little vulgar
“Bang!”
Just as Russell thought of this, he was slapped on the head. The man snorted, "Little bastard, don't mutter in your heart, hum."
Well, another big guy who can see through people’s hearts.
And he's a stingy boss.
Seeing the temperament change so quickly, could it be
Russell couldn't help but think of a possibility. His eyes became more and more horrified as he looked straight at the guardian.
That is, his body was occupied by the soul of someone else, and it is extremely difficult for a soul to possess a body.
Even gods cannot take over another person's body so easily. It's not just a matter of difficulty, but also involves the great cause and effect of the body.
"You guessed it right!"
The Guardian narrowed his eyes slightly, "I am the one controlling this kid's body."
Russell missed one situation, that is, if the founder of Maoshan is possessed, how could the disciples dare to disobey
I wish I could do it a few more times. That's a golden ticket to immunity from death. Which monster wouldn't be scared when seeing it
Please invite the ancestor to come!
With a snap, the monster disappeared.
"I just want to tell you something." The Guardian looked at Russell in front of him, "No matter who you were in your previous life, you are a member of Maoshan in this life. Maoshan will protect you."
"Practice well. I hope you will be the next one to become an immortal. When that happens, you will be my sitting boy."
"Work hard, little one. You won't have many decades left to practice in peace."
This ancestor seemed to know Russell's character very well. As soon as he finished speaking, he turned into a golden light and shot into the sky.
Russell rushed over, hugged the guardian's thigh in a skillful posture, turned his palm, and was stunned when he saw the golden light escaping into the distance.
My dear ancestor.
Let’s not talk about other things. It’s not too much to give a magic weapon worth thousands as a gift, right
Damn, how can you run so fast
Russell couldn't help but doubt his life after seeing this. The guardian silently pulled out his thigh. This shameless and mean look was indeed passed down from generation to generation.
He shook his head, unable to help but show pride in his eyes, and even laughed out loud in the end.
Because the first place in this peak trial that only happens once every hundred years belongs to him, Maoshan! !
It's his Maoshan! !
It has been five hundred years, a full five hundred years. Ever since Taiyi Dao occupied the Yang Gui Seal and fled from Maoshan to the Netherworld, after that shocking battle, Maoshan has never taken first place again.
It almost became a laughing stock among the super sects.
The more the guardian thought about it, the more relieved he felt. He couldn't help but touch Russell's head, and the disgust he had just felt suddenly disappeared.
Shameless, shamelessness is good.
The more he looked at the doll, the more he liked it. The dog's head became smoother when he touched it. Uh, I was wrong.
But the next moment, he stood there in a daze, and saw Russell slowly stretch out his little hand, his eyes full of cunning.
The meeting gift is coming to him. He was just making fun of the ancestor, but now...
The Guardian smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said softly, "Wait a moment."
Then he raised his hand and shook it towards the sky. A strange sound was heard and a strange talisman appeared in his hand.
Then he stretched out his hand again and grabbed, and a dragon roared from a distance. The dragon was crystal clear and white as jade.
Russell couldn't help but stare with his eyes wide open. This was clearly the spiritual vein of the Taiyi Dao secret realm that he had been looking for before.
The guardian simply tapped his finger lightly, and the talisman emitted a bright light. The small talisman actually absorbed the spiritual vein.
He casually threw the talisman, and it entered Russell's mind, containing vast and endless knowledge, mysterious and unfathomable.
"This is Maoshan's peerless magical talisman that can hold the heaven and earth. I will pass it on to you and, by the way, open up a new world for you that can last for a hundred years."
"After a hundred years, this spell will lose its effect. You will need to practice it yourself then."
"This magical power is not cheap, nor is it simple. It will take at least several hundred years of practice. Do you have confidence?"
The talisman that can contain the heaven and earth is a magical power. Although it is not as good as containing the universe in the sleeve or Mount Sumeru in a mustard seed, it is simpler.
Russell comprehended the knowledge in his mind, looked at its price, and couldn't help but gasp.
It actually requires 100,000 energy points to achieve full success in the practice, and even a small success requires 10,000 energy points, which is far more than all the techniques and even supernatural powers he had practiced before.
It’s so expensive.
"Practice slowly. I practiced for three hundred years."
The guardian was very proud of himself. He waved his hand towards the sky again, and an inexplicable mark fell on the palm of his hand.
Incomparably mysterious and profound.
"This is the control of this heaven, that is, the Knife Mountain Hell. You have made a fortune. You have made a great contribution before entering Mount Mao."
"Your senior brothers and sisters have long been jealous of you. Now you are a real rich man."
The guardian couldn't help but sigh. No one could have imagined that a kid who had practiced for less than two years would actually become the first in the peak trial.
He slowly extended his hand in front of Russell, which made Russell look a little confused.
"Come on! I'll take you home!"
go home
Russell was a little dazed. Nei Mao, he is finally here!
ps: 6,500 words today, 12,000 words a day, so tiring, but believe me, I can do it. If you are interested, you can take a look at my new book "My Weird Novel World".
This book has a long-term contract and will not be completed yet. It will have 7 million words.
The new book is another one I started because I was bored during the winter vacation. It can help me make more money and earn some tuition fees. If you are interested, you can support it.
Why not just concentrate on a book
Because the plot of a book is limited, if you write too much, it will become watered down, so three chapters is best.
Hehe, okay, to be honest, I just lost my sense of novelty and wanted to have the best of both worlds, which is what I often did before.
Looking at it this way, I seem like such a scumbag, hehe.