The river was filled with freezing ice swords, and under the moonlight, it was so cold that it made people shiver.
After hearing Jianchou's words, Zhou Chengjiang was silent for a long while, and finally smiled dejectedly: "In this battle, I am convinced of my defeat. Thank you, Senior Sister Jianchou, for showing mercy."
Winner.
The outcome of this battle is already clear.
The four people standing by the river didn't know what expression to express for a moment.
When Jianchou's final plan was revealed, they could not conceal their surprise, but when the result really came, they could hardly believe it.
Skip the level.
This is a battle across levels!
Jianchou is at the peak of foundation building, and although he is only one small step away from the golden elixir, for most people, this step is a huge chasm. How many cultivators are stuck at the last threshold, unable to enter
One step is eternity.
Can you see the sorrow
His powerful attack power was not limited to the foundation-building realm. He even comprehended an alternative Dao seal. Even before he reached the Golden Core stage, he could ride on the wind and possess a speed almost matching that of Zhou Chengjiang.
Powerful attacks, crazy speed, and meticulous thinking are the keys to her victory in this battle!
Similarly, this is also a classic battle.
The weak defeats the strong, realm does not completely represent combat power.
Unfortunately...
Few people know about it.
Once the barrier by the river is pulled up, except for the six people inside the barrier, no seventh person will know the outcome of this battle.
In the eyes of all those who are not in the know, Zhou Chengjiang is still the fourth most popular candidate to perform solo at this session, and Jianchou is still hanging at the bottom of the list, ranked 100th and could fall off at any time.
On the river, Jianchou didn't say much after hearing Zhou Chengjiang admit defeat. He just said, "Thank you for giving in."
As she finished her words, her raised hand gradually fell down.
The five fingers that were stiffly clenched finally freed from the tension and relaxed.
Then, there was a sudden loud "crash" sound on the surface of the river. The ice sword floating on the surface of the river lost all its support and fell from mid-air, like the Milky Way falling from the sky.
The entire wide surface of the Jiutou River was suddenly filled with waves!
Jianchou and Zhou Chengjiang, who turned around, looked at each other, only to see the complicated and unpredictable expression on the other's face.
Taking a step back, Jianchou fell directly onto the river bank.
Click.
It is the sound of fallen leaves breaking underfoot.
A hint of autumn.
Jianchou turned around and saw Fudao Shanren with wide eyes, Elder Pangdian with a dark complexion, Qu Zhengfeng with a slight smile in his eyes... and Wu Duan who was looking straight at him.
This look...
Maybe it should be called stunning
The presence of Fudaoshanren and Pang Dian was within Jianchou's expectations. The appearance of Qu Zhengfeng was already a bit surprising, but he didn't expect that there was also Wu Duan
Even though they made such a big noise, no one came to watch. I guess the two people from Yashan Longmen were afraid that things would get out of hand, so they put up a spiritual barrier and didn't let anyone get close.
But if that’s the case, how did Wu Duan get here
Jianchou was a little suspicious, but didn't ask any more questions.
Being able to stay here without being beaten away shows that Wu Duan is capable.
"Disciple greets Master."
Jianchou bowed and saluted Fudaoshanren first.
Fudaoshanren slowly pulled the chicken leg that he had almost bitten off from his mouth and looked at Jianchou for a long time like a beast.
"H-What happened?"
Jianchou felt that the gaze was vaguely scary and could not help but shiver.
Next, the entire Jiutou River bank suddenly erupted into a burst of wild laughter!
"Hahahaha, hahaha, hahahaha! Hahaha..."
Fudaoshanren's body was shaking, holding the chicken leg, he was totally arrogant!
Pang Dian's face, which was already dark, suddenly became even darker: "When a villain succeeds, he becomes arrogant!"
"I am a mountain man and I am arrogant. What's wrong with being arrogant? If you have the ability, show me how arrogant you are! I am arrogant because I have a disciple. You can hit me!"
When Fudaoshan heard this, he retorted without hesitation and even tore off a large piece of chicken leg, looking very proud.
"Don't talk so much nonsense, winning is winning, take it."
Bring it here...
Bring it here...
Bring it here...
The leisurely voice of Fudaoshanren kept echoing in Pang Dian's ears.
Pang Dian only felt that the Fudaoshan man holding the chicken leg in his hand suddenly had green eyes, a blood-red mouth, dry cheeks, and sharp fangs, and he wanted to suck his blood and eat all his flesh!
My heart aches and is bleeding.
"Give it or not?"
When Fudaoshanren saw that Pang Dian had a broken expression and was hesitating, he immediately became impatient and just spread his hands towards Pang Dian, acting like a big shot.
Pang Dian trembled his lips and said, "Here, here..."
He reached into his arms and fumbled around.
Touch, touch...
Finally, he hooked his finger and took out a small golden horn-shaped lock. He hesitated and was quite reluctant to part with it!
"Don't waste time, just give it to me. If you stick your head out, I'll get you a knife. If you shrink your head, I'll get you a knife. What are you afraid of?"
Fudao Shanren snatched the small lock away directly and looked at Pang Dian with an impatient expression. Not to mention, he even had a bit of a scolding aura in his voice.
This was originally a common sentence, but when Pang Dian heard it, he was suddenly startled.
After a long while, he sighed and said, "I haven't heard you say this in nearly six hundred years!"
That small lock was made from the golden horn of a young dragon and was engraved with ancient patterns. Because it had been used for many years, the edges and corners were smooth and round, revealing a lustrous luster.
There is a faint glow flickering in the small lock, and you can feel its extraordinaryness when you hold it in your hand.
Fudao Shanren was playing with the small dragon horn lock. He was drooling and his eyes seemed to be shining with golden light.
As soon as Pang Dian said this, he stopped moving, raised his head, and rolled his eyes at Pang Dian: "You are sick!"
"… you!"
Pang Dian was nearly choked to death by these two words. His eyes widened and his chest heaved, as if he was about to argue with Fudao Shanren.
“That’s enough!”
Fudaoshanren became a little impatient and clenched the small lock in his hand.
"Don't try to be friendly with me, a mountain man. This bet is over. Well, from now on, you are you and I am me. Don't come to our Yashan to get your little treasury back. If you lose the bet, I, a mountain man, will not give it back to you. Don't think I don't know that you Longmen are the fastest to accumulate all kinds of treasures, and you don't feel sorry at all!"
Although Longmen has been somewhat declining in recent years, it is still a sect with the "Longmen" heritage after all. It always has some things that other sects cannot get, and some amazing magic weapons often appear within the sect.
If you say there is no trick here, Fudaoshanren will not believe it.
For Fu Dao, losing meant losing his real treasury; but for Elder Pang of Longmen, losing a small treasury was nothing, as he might be able to put together a new treasury in a hundred years!
Therefore, Fudaoshanren's attitude is careless.
Seeing that he had no reaction at all, Pang Dian just looked at him deeply and sighed heavily.
"Forget it, Chengjiang, let's go!"
After saying that, Pang Dian turned around.
At some point, Zhou Chengjiang had returned to the river bank from the river and was standing quietly not far from them.
Like Jianchou, he also had blood on his body.
even…
There were dried bloodstains on the fingertips of his five fingers on his right hand, which were the marks left on the fingertips when he pressed his claws on Jianchou's shoulder just now.
Hearing Pang Dian's words, Zhou Chengjiang nodded silently, turned around and was about to follow.
Just when he was about to catch up, Zhou Chengjiang suddenly paused.
He turned around and looked at Jianchou.
Jianchou was standing about three feet away from him, very close, with blood still smeared on his body, and even his face was pale with a look of almost exhaustion.
The two looked at each other.
Jianchou didn't say anything and didn't know what to say.
Zhou Chengjiang was defeated in the new year and his mood was quite complicated.
After standing on the river for a long time and recalling every detail of the battle, Zhou Chengjiang could be said to be convinced. However, there was only one thing he did not quite understand - what were those scale-like things that appeared on Jianchou's shoulders at that moment
Familiar...
It made him a little scared.
Some things are the secrets of a sect that cannot be passed down and are absolutely not allowed to be known to outsiders, or even impossible for outsiders to know.
Longmen’s Taoist Seal is one of them.
Looking at Jianchou's eyes, there was suddenly a little bit of indescribable complexity.
Zhou Chengjiang's lips moved as if he was about to say something, but the sorrow in his eyes faded away, and he continued to look back at him with an extremely calm expression.
At that moment, all the words disappeared completely.
Zhou Chengjiang didn't ask a single question in the end, and only said to Jianchou: "If we meet again in a short while, I am willing to fight with you."
After saying this, a slight smile appeared on his lips, and he finally caught up with Pang Dian's angry footsteps and disappeared into the dark forest.
At the spot, Fudaoshanren's strange eyes moved back and forth between the direction where Zhou Chengjiang disappeared and Jianchou for a long time, and he clicked his tongue twice: "You two have developed feelings for each other while fighting, right?"
"… "
What does this have to do with anything
Only Jianchou knew clearly what Zhou Chengjiang's look when he left meant.
At that moment in the battle, she was actually out of control.
The memories that have been deeply engraved in his mind cannot be erased. Everything about the Dao Seal has been written clearly on the wall of the Black Wind Cave. Others may not be able to use it after reading it, but for Jianchou, everything has become something that can be replicated.
So, at the moment when Zhou Chengjiang grabbed her shoulder with his dragon-scale-covered claws, she unconsciously used the Taoist seal belonging to Longmen.
That was the real reason why Zhou Chengjiang was lost in thought for a moment.
He didn't ask after all.
Jianchou didn't know what to say. Facing Fudaoshan's teasing, he just laughed and didn't answer.
only…
However, she didn't know what this smile meant in the eyes of others.
Qu Zhengfeng's eyes flickered across her shoulder, which still had five blood marks on it. He seemed to be somewhat interested, but he didn't say much.
Wu Duan touched his chin and suddenly asked Qu Zhengfeng, "Does your senior sister have a Taoist partner?"
"… "
Qu Zhengfeng narrowed his eyes slightly, raised his head and looked at Wu Duan, but his mind suddenly thought of Xie Buchen who was beaten to a pulp by him and was trapped in the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple.
After all, Wu Duan is also Xie Buchen's senior brother.
As for Jianchou and Xie Buchen...
Hmm, things seem to be getting a little interesting.
"This little dragon horn lock can be opened automatically as long as it is brought to the Little Dragon Gate Underwater Lake. Hahahaha... I'm really rich this time..."
Fudao Shanren was rubbing the small lock vigorously with his greasy sleeves, as if he didn't care at all about the departure of Master Pang Dian and his disciple, and his smile was so obscene.
Seeing this, Jianchou couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
The moon has set.
The sky in the east began to turn pale, and then the outline of the frosty moon gradually disappeared.
Jianchou glanced at Qu Zhengfeng and Wu Duan who were obviously communicating via telepathy, but in the end he didn't say a word.
After this battle, a night passed.
The thirty-mile barrier was completely removed, and everything returned to its original state.
Fudaoshanren led the three people back along the same route, as if nothing had happened.
There are only three days left until Zuo Sanqian’s meeting officially begins.
When Jianchou and his companions returned to the main peak of Kunwu, they found that the entire bottom of the mountain had changed drastically.
At some point, at the foot of Kunwu's main peak, there appeared a total of 120 irregular platforms, each ten feet square.
All the platforms are built around the main peak. They have various shapes and are extremely natural. They are basically in the shape of an inverted triangle with a flat top where people can stand.
Each platform, with its tip pointing downwards, stood above the ground, about seven or eight feet high, casting a thick shadow on the ground.
At this moment, many of Kunwu's disciples were busy under one platform after another. They seemed to be checking each platform, and looking up at the sky from time to time, as if checking something.
"What is that?"
Jianchou vaguely felt that it was related to Zuo Sanqian's meeting, and it looked more like a fighting arena.
Fudao Hermit took a look and immediately touched his chin and laughed, with a smug look in his eyes: "Of course this is prepared for Zuo Sanqian's meeting. This is my idea. Old Monster Hengxu's poor brain can't come up with such a good idea. I am really a genius!"
"… "
Then you can tell me, what are the rules
Jianchou felt helpless.
Seeing that Fudaoshanren seems to be very proud but keeps his mouth shut, I'm afraid he won't say anything.
She suddenly felt a little curious.
I heard that the rules of the small meeting are different every year, and when Fudaoshan is here, every small meeting will become cruel and inhumane. I wonder... how will it be this year
Fudao Shanren seemed to see Jianchou's curiosity and became even more excited.
"Don't worry, don't worry, you will know in three days!"
Jianchou rolled his eyes in his heart and finally gave up the idea of trying to get any information from Fudaoshanren.
The newly appeared 120-meter-high platform obviously attracted the attention of not only Jianchou and others.
At this moment, there are countless monks gathered in Kunwu, whether they want to participate in the small meeting, or come to see the excitement and see the world, almost all of them are paying attention to Kunwu. After all, the rules of the Zuo Sanqian Small Meeting are different every year. It is not an easy task to select a candidate to stand alone from the countless people who want to participate in the small meeting. Although the rules of Kunwu have tended to be simpler in the three hundred years since Fudaoshanren was away, who doesn't know that Fudaoshanren is back this year
Therefore, as soon as the hundred and two high platforms appeared, the entire Kunwu area was in an uproar.
Not everyone can have the honor of being a giant like Yashan and being arranged by Kunwu to live on the main peak. Most of the cultivators adhere to the principle of being close to nature and meditate cross-legged directly in the mountains and forests.
Anyway, there is plenty of spiritual energy in Kunwu, which is a good place for cultivation.
During this process, I can also observe Kunwu's preparations.
This year's gathering was clearly more popular than previous years' gatherings.
There have been so many unexpected things this year.
The return of Fudaoshan brought changes to the rules of the meeting.
On the list compiled by Zhilinsou, some people are extremely mysterious, and some are incomprehensible. There are talented people who have always been popular candidates, such as Hua Gongzi, Zhou Chengjiang, Xie Ding, and Gu Qingmei. There are dark horses who suddenly appeared on the list unexpectedly, such as Xiahou She and Xiao Jin. Of course, there are also unskilled people who are considered to be returning to the water to fish for numbers, such as Xie Buchen and Jianchou...
Just discussing these people took up a lot of the monks' time.
However, after all, almost no one has actually seen these people take action. All the mysteries can only be solved when Zuo Sanqian's meeting begins.
Three days passed in the blink of an eye.
In the early morning of autumn, the red sun rises from the end of the eastern land, spreading the warm sunlight all over the Jiutou River Bay.
Crossing the sparkling waves, walking along the towering ancient trees towards the central part, the eleven main peaks of Kunwu are bathed in the bright sunshine, with vast clouds, and a majestic aura that is unrivaled among the 19 continents.
At the foot of the mountain, surrounding the main peak, there were already densely packed figures of people.
Some stood on the ground, some sat high on tree branches, and some were flying in the air... Some sat quietly alone, while others gathered in groups of three or five to chat.
But no matter where they were, everyone's eyes were without exception fixed on the long mountain path leading to the top of the mountain!
The top of the mountain is hidden in the deep clouds, and a huge bell and drum tower can be vaguely seen.
A huge bronze bell hung high in the air.
A Kunwu disciple, with an upright stature, stood solemnly beside the bronze bell.
As the sun rose higher, the shadows of the people on the ground became shorter and shorter.
I don’t know how long I waited, but the Kunwu disciple who was standing on the top of the mountain like a statue finally moved.
He raised his hand and used all his strength to hit the huge bronze bell hard!
"when-"
The sound of a loud bell suddenly shook away all the white clouds in the early morning!
With the entire Kunwu main peak as the center, all the white clouds disappeared, revealing the outlines of the eleven peaks of Kunwu clearly!
The figures of Zhenren Hengxu and Shanren Fudao were finally fully revealed under the golden sunlight!
At the foot of the mountain, there was a boy in a dark red robe, a kid holding a watermelon, a young man flipping through a pornographic book out of boredom, a man with a mustache holding a long stick standing in the crowd, Gu Qingmei with a proud look on his face, Zhou Chengjiang who was calm, and Lu Xiangleng who was still frighteningly pale...
Countless people have either already become famous or are still unknown.
The moment the bell rang, the moment the two sounds appeared, they became equal.
Everybody, look up!
Jianchou was also standing at the foot of the mountain, among the crowd of people on Yashan, his calm gaze cast on the figure at the end of the mountain path.
All the famous figures have gathered here.
This year, who will be able to defeat all the heroes and defeat all the heroes
One person platform...
In the corner, a red-faced old man with white hair and a youthful face bit the back of a pale golden carving knife, holding a six-foot-long copy of "One Person's Notes" in his hand, with a gleam in his eyes.