Lu Xiangleng has already left.
But the battle here has just begun.
Jianchou couldn't leave at this time, so even if he saw Lu Xiangleng, he seemed unable to go up and say hello to this beauty whom he had met by chance in the past.
She stared for a long time, somewhat absent-minded.
Under the rooftop, a gaze was fixed on her, and had been burning for a long time.
"You are worthy of being the 1,367th person I admire! Senior Jianchou, Senior Jianchou—"
He suddenly burst into a loud shout.
Jianchou, who was in a trance, was a little surprised when he heard the voice.
Retracting her gaze, she looked forward and saw a thin figure flying up with a broken knife, holding a small sheepskin notebook and a broken brush in his hand, with an excited look on his face: "Senior Jianchou! I admire you so much, can you give me an autograph and leave a mark of your spiritual consciousness?!"
"… "
Needless to say, it was Zuo Liu who chased Zhou Chengjiang for his autograph and spiritual mark!
The moment he saw him, Jianchou felt a little overwhelmed.
Everyone watching the show in the audience was dumbfounded.
Oh my god, who is this silly boy
He actually flew directly up. Did you know that Senior Sister Yashan would kick him away like that
For a moment, everyone was worried about him.
Even Jianchou himself was wondering whether he should just kick the man away to avoid the trouble of another fight.
But the next moment, an unexpected scene appeared -
Zuo Liu, with excitement on his face and shining eyes, was about to land on the Sky-Connecting Platform, but suddenly a deep red light popped out from the Sky-Connecting Platform, and a new barrier rose up, directly blocking Zuo Liu the moment he flew over!
Zuo Liu was flying straight ahead, but he couldn't stop in time and crashed directly into the barrier!
"Bang!"
A muffled sound.
Zuo Liu was caught off guard and hit by stars all over his eyes. He flew backwards and fell back to the ground!
He felt dizzy and was unable to react. It took him a long time to get up from the ground. He staggered and pulled the Taoist mirror hanging on his waist. There were six lit grids on it, which meant that he still had six chances to enter the rooftop platform. How could he not get in
The monks who witnessed this scene suddenly showed surprised looks.
How could this happen when there was a Daojian
Is there a hidden rule here
For a moment, some people were not very convinced, and then a big man with a curly beard said loudly: "I still have ten chances. It would be an honor to lose to Fairy Jianchou in the first battle. Let me give it a try!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the bearded man flew up in front of everyone's eyes and was about to approach the rooftop.
Jianchou had never expected that the rooftop platform would automatically repel the person who came. He wanted to know what the reason was, so he did not take any action and just watched the bearded man quietly.
The red light that had just been ejected from the rooftop had begun to gradually dissipate, leaving only a thin layer.
The bearded man began to approach slowly, but there was no reaction from the red light.
He suddenly became suspicious.
Jianchou also showed an interested expression.
However, just when he felt half relieved and was about to descend, he was exactly ten feet away from the rooftop platform!
“Buzz!”
The spiritual energy vibrated, and a slight sound was heard in the void.
To the bearded man's ears, it sounded like a loud thunder!
A red light shot out in an instant, right in front of him!
Although he was prepared, the bearded man still had no time to react and was hit by the barrier that suddenly appeared. He flew backwards into the air and somersaulted several times before he stopped!
"This is!"
His eyes suddenly widened.
Countless people below were also extremely surprised.
When it flowed to the left just now, it was so sudden that no one noticed it.
But when the bearded man went up, everyone had been watching, so they could see it very clearly: once he got close to the ten-foot distance, a barrier would automatically appear from the roof-connecting platform to keep people out of the platform.
What does this mean
Could it be that Jianchou's rooftop terrace would not accept any other challengers
This guess is really amazing.
The crowd immediately went into an uproar, and everyone started discussing among themselves.
It would be fine if the four rooftop terraces were combined into one, but now it actually automatically repels external challengers. Could it be that this Yashan Jianchou is going to pass this level directly by relying on this rooftop terrace
What are the rules all about
"Is there no one to come out and explain to Kunwu?"
"Why don't you explain clearly? What's going on?"
"It's so worrying. Isn't this rule crazy?"
"Hush, are you freaking dying?"
"What's wrong?"
"This session's rules were set by Elder Fu Dao, so you better shut up. I don't want to collect your corpse someday!"
"ah… "
"No wonder it's such a bummer..."
…
The sound of discussion after layer of discussion made the entire foot of the mountain boil.
Standing on a high place, Jianchou gave rise to a very strange feeling.
Well…
It seemed that he had accidentally become the most special one among many monks.
It's really strange that the largest and tallest rooftop terrace now automatically excludes outsiders from entering.
The people of Fudao Mountain are naturally deceitful, so it is normal for them to deliberately hide some rules.
If we see her kill three opponents with one kick and take over four rooftop platforms, it is within the rules. Then if other people have rooftop platforms and kill opponents on other rooftop platforms, will it have the same effect
Can a large rooftop terrace made up of several rooftop terraces automatically repel challenges from new opponents
Or rather…
Is it just that they are not qualified enough to challenge now
It's all a mystery.
Jianchou roughly knew that he might be in an absolutely safe period at this moment, so he simply sat down on the spot, made hand seals with both hands, slowly lowered them to his knees, opened the ancestral orifice between his eyebrows, and began to absorb spiritual energy from all directions to replenish the previous consumption.
However, during this training, Jianchou did not immerse all his mind in it, but instead kept a part of his mind on the outside world. One reason was to find out whether the elders of Kunwu or Fudaoshan would come out to announce the new rules, and the other was to prevent an opponent from coming up while he was immersed in training and not knowing anything, thus losing unjustly.
Like Jianchou, the other cultivators on the Jietian Terrace looked at each other in bewilderment, thinking that Kunwu would come and give an explanation sooner or later.
Who would have thought that after more than half an hour, no elder in charge came out to speak.
At this time, everyone had the same thought: This meeting was such a rip-off!
"It seems that everything needs to be studied slowly... Interesting..."
A sigh slowly permeated the air as the rich fragrance of flowers filled the air.
The lazy long-haired man lying on his back on the flower bed narrowed his narrow eyes, with a faint gleam of light in them.
"Sir?"
One of the maids bowed slightly, her voice sweet and clear, as if she wanted to ask her master's thoughts.
Unexpectedly, a white and slender hand like a beautiful jade was raised, interrupting her words.
The man slowly stood up from the flower bed and stood tall.
The flowers embroidered on the robe bloomed brilliantly, and the rich fragrance in the air finally became stronger.
Between the fingers of his other hand, he held a delicate orchid, which looked like the drooping cheek of a beauty, tinged with a hint of red, and was extremely cute.
"A flower should be given to a beautiful woman, but unfortunately the beauty is in the clouds..."
Bringing the orchid closer and sniffing it, the lazy man cast his distant gaze toward the Sky-reaching Platform hanging one hundred and twenty feet above the void.
A huge shadow fell in his eyes, as if igniting something.
"It must be very cold for a person to be at such a high position. It seems that I should go and warm the heart of the beauty."
As he spoke, he curled the corners of his lips slightly, stood on the flower bed piled with fragrant flowers, and took a step forward barefoot!
One step, three hundred feet!
The figure with a strong floral scent instantly crossed the three hundred feet of space and appeared on the first sky-connecting platform in the east.
The bare feet, hidden by the loose sleeves of the robe, were still suspended above the ground, without a speck of dust on them.
The monk on the rooftop was slightly startled and hadn't reacted yet.
The man, covered in embroidered flowers, smiled at him and said, "I am a disciple of Wuyi Sect. You can call me Ruhua Gongzi. I would like to borrow your terrace to accompany a beautiful lady. A night of love is worth more than a thousand gold coins. I wonder if you can help me?"
"… "
dumbfounded.
Where the hell did this idiot come from
The monks standing opposite were simply shocked by this shameless statement, so they almost ignored the man's self-introduction and subconsciously laughed contemptuously: "You asked me to lend it to you, so where would I put my face?"
"Face?"
The male cultivator who called himself "Ruhua Gongzi" seemed confused for a moment and was also thinking about this question.
Finally, he gave the monk a charming smile and said, "As for the face, of course it was thrown on the ground."
"What?!"
The monk was startled and his scalp instantly went numb!
call!
Suddenly, a sea of dazzling flowers appeared before my eyes, and a wide sleeve was swinging towards me!
At this moment, he actually felt a sense of powerlessness, like a small boat sailing on the raging waves of the sea!
"Bang!"
No power to resist!
The monk was thrown down by the sleeve and fell heavily to the ground with his face on the ground!
"puff!"
A mouthful of blood spit out.
The monk finally turned over and raised his hands tremblingly. A light bulb went off in his mind and he suddenly realized what he had missed!
There was a hint of understanding in his horrified eyes.
"Like a flower..."
One-man notebook, ranked third!
Wuyi Sect, the handsome young man!
boom…
The crowd around them suddenly exploded.
The discussion was overwhelming.
It has been rumored for a long time that Mr. Ruhua from the Wuyi Sect is a rare talent that has not appeared in the Wuyi Sect in recent years. I thought it was just an exaggeration, but I didn’t expect that it is really worthy of its reputation!
Jianchou, who was still practicing, raised his eyebrows slightly and opened his eyes.
Wuyi Sect, the Flowery Young Master
His eyes fell on the gorgeous figure below. She seemed to be standing casually and looked gorgeous on the outside, but inside, she seemed to be extremely powerful. Being ranked in the top three, how could she be a mediocre person
Although…
This outfit is really a bit strange.
There was a hint of fear in Jianchou's eyes.
Below, the playboy seemed very satisfied with the effect of his action.
But he didn't really care.
This is the first rooftop...
It's time to verify.
He turned his head and looked at the second rooftop platform on the east side which was closest to him. Standing on it was a female cultivator.
The flowery young man smiled slightly, and said almost the same thing: "Fairy, would you like to borrow your rooftop terrace?"
Upon hearing this, the female cultivator's face turned pale and her body trembled continuously.
When Shangfang Jianchou saw this, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
Playboy...
Looking at his appearance, I’m afraid he really is the handsome young man in the Black Wind Cave.
However, he attacked too quickly just now and his opponent was too vulnerable, so we only saw the terrifying strength of his opponent but not his specific abilities.
I don’t know, what about this time
Jianchou couldn't help but pay attention.
Suddenly, another person ranked in the top ten took action, and his behavior was so weird and arrogant, which really opened people's eyes.
The atmosphere at the foot of Kunwu Mountain was becoming increasingly tense.
However, not a single bit of the noise below could be heard in the great palace of the heavens above.
Zhenren Hengxu stood in front of the Zhoutian star disk, waiting.
Footsteps were heard in the hall and soon they were approaching.
“Ahem.”
Two coughs, with a strange sense of guilt.
The voice of Fudaoshanren came from behind him.
"Well... Old Monster Hengxu, do you want to discuss something important with me, the hermit?"
Zhenren Hengxu was looking at the mercury-colored light that was wandering aimlessly on the Zhoutian star disk. When he heard the voice, he finally turned around and saw Fudaoshanren who was holding a chicken leg in his hand but his eyes were wandering from side to side.
For a moment, his eyes deepened, but he didn't speak for the time being.
It was he who asked Wu Duan to help him up the road, but now he remained silent and didn't say a word.
Fudaoshanren stared for a long time and became a little anxious: "Don't you have something to do? Damn it, why don't you say anything? If you don't say anything, I will go down to watch the fun!"
"The battle between your favorite disciple just now..."
There was no expression on Master Hengxu's face, only an odd calmness.
"Alright, alright, I should have known you were such a petty person!"
When Fudaoshan heard what he said, he suddenly felt overwhelmed.
Rather than letting Hengxu beat around the bush, he thought it would be better to admit it directly, and simply said: "Isn't it just that I destroyed the flowers and plants of your Kunwu? Is it necessary to be so stingy? After all, your Kunwu is a great sect with thousands of years of history. It's not like my Yashan with a small population and poor..."
Zhenren Hengxu still just looked at him without saying anything.
Fudao Shanren saw this and felt his scalp go numb. He quickly waved his hands and said, "Alright, alright Shanren, I was just joking. We in Yashan are rich, and one arsenal is worth half of the Central Region. But you want to use this as an excuse to kill us. I tell you, even if Shanren lets you kill us because of our friendship, that bastard Zheng Yao won't agree! He is now the head of Yashan, so powerful. So you have to talk to him about compensation..."
Babbling and babble.
The man from Fudaoshan was talking about all sorts of things, but his point was just one: I have no money anyway. Even if Yashan has money, that is Zheng Yao's business, so don't blame me if you want to blame someone!
"Help the way."
Zhenren Hengxu stood where he was, without moving a step, and only spoke quietly, interrupting him.
Fudao Shanren sighed, his head was as big as a bucket: "Tell me, how much is the compensation?"
"What's the matter with the Heaven-Flipping Seal?"
"… "
In an instant, all of Fudaoshanren's movements froze.
Seal of the Heaven.
When these three words came out of the mouth of Master Hengxu, it felt like thunder.
He raised his head stiffly, his eyes falling on the man who had been the abbot of Kunwu for six hundred years. He was still rigid, serious, and cold, with a kind of Kunwu's innate rules.
There was still no expression on Master Hengxu's face.
Two years ago, there was a shocking movement in the hidden world of Qingfeng Temple. All the powerful monks in the 19 continents paid attention to it, but no one could get the true meaning of the seal. If he remembered correctly, the wind letter left for Fudao was being opened in the back mountain of Qingfeng Temple.
so…
"When the Dao Seal was born, you and your disciple were there. She also took advantage of the opportunity and the body of Tianxu to cultivate the Dao Seal. Although the power is not strong enough, it is also terrifying. But before today, I, Hengxu, knew nothing about it."
Know nothing.
Four words that represent a lot of things.
Fudaoshanren didn't say anything.
Master Hengxu had a calm expression: "After examining one's mind, one must cultivate one's mind. However, your cultivation has been declining step by step. You also deliberately concealed the fact that your disciple had turned over the Heavenly Dao Seal, and completely ignored the covenant between the many sects in the Nineteen Continents on the matter of the Qingfeng Temple Hidden Realm. Even though Yashan is the Central Region, a sect respected by everyone in the Nineteen Continents, and there is also the Extreme Region..."
"So what?"
Fudaoshanren suddenly interrupted him.
Zhenren Hengxu stopped and said no more, just stared at him with a calm but unfathomable gaze.
At this moment, Fudaoshanren had no expression on his face.
"Only my disciple has the body of Tianxu in the world. It is useless for others to covet it. If anyone in the Nineteen Continents has any objection to the mountain man's practice, you can come to my Yashan to draw your sword!"
You can come to my Yashan and draw your sword!
How rampant
Master Hengxu thought of the two regions of the north and south, and was silent for a long time. Finally, he said, "You are still brooding over what happened back then."
"Hahaha… "
Fudaoshanren suddenly burst into laughter, as if he had heard a joke.
He shook his head, unable to suppress the sense of absurdity that arose from the bottom of his heart. He simply pulled out the chicken leg and patted Hengxu's shoulder with his other hand.
"Six hundred years! Six hundred years!"
"Hahaha, Hengxu, oh Hengxu, have you been living in fear for the past six hundred years?"
"How can I be such a stingy person? It's just a few thousand lives. How can I, Yashan, care about you, Kunwu! Hahaha, I'm not afraid, I'm not afraid..."
It's just a few thousand lives. How can I, Yashan, care about it with you, Kunwu!
In one word, the sky shook.
Amidst loud laughter, Fudaoshanren withdrew his hand and his figure gradually disappeared.
Thus, in this high and cold Hall of the Heavens, only True Man Hengxu was left standing there.
Brilliant light shone from the boundless sky, shrouding his figure in a halo. Only a blurry shadow was visible, and it was impossible to see the expression on his face.