"No donkey, you said three moves, keep your word and don't go back on your word!"
"Monks do not tell lies."
King Yuanji put his hands together, nodded and smiled, ready for scraping.
Chiyun Palace is an official organization with unique Xuanlong characteristics. The Three Evils, Eight Evils, Ten Evils, and Twenty-Four Ghosts are well-known. Each of them has unique skills and they rarely have rivals in the same realm.
The Eight Evils, Ten Wickednesses and Twenty-Four Ghosts might be a little exaggerated, but the Three Evils, who are the leading figures in Chiyun Palace, are absolutely the real deal.
The swordsman Dugu has already proved this point. With the state of great perfection in the fusion stage, he has continuously defeated the cultivators of the first and second levels of tribulation. Even the earthly immortals who are not afraid of the heavenly tribulation and can attack with all their strength could not withstand a few swords.
King Yuanji established Xiongchu's intelligence agency and knew the Chiyun Palace like the back of his hand. He knew exactly how capable the three evildoers were and what magical powers they possessed.
The evil demon Tu Yuan, who has achieved the second level of cultivation in transcending tribulation, has the magic weapons Two Life Bottle and Five Great Demon Flags, and his proud magical power is the Five Emperors Great Demon Seal.
Trapped in the third heavenly tribulation, his cultivation has not improved at all in all these years, and in a head-on fight, his strength is not as good as that of Jian Xiong Dugu.
The little yellow-haired girl was afraid of the heavenly calamity and couldn't attack with her full strength. So what if she could use three moves!
King Yuanji is a mature cultivator who makes steady progress and never takes risks. He dares to make such harsh remarks because he is absolutely sure. In addition, the Xiong Chu side has suffered six consecutive defeats and urgently needs a winning streak to save face.
Such a great opportunity must not be missed.
“Hehehehe—”
Tu Yuan frowned and let out the iconic laugh that was unique to a demon cultivator. He clenched his pink and white fist into a fist and slowly pressed it down towards King Yuanji.
The Five Emperors' Great Demonic Seal!
The vital energy of heaven and earth fluctuated disorderly, the five elements suddenly became chaotic, and in an instant, darkness hundreds of feet high covered the sky.
The seal moved with the wind and thunder, causing King Yuanji's body to shake and ring. With a cry of horror and disbelief, the indestructible golden bell shattered in an instant.
The earth cracked and space collapsed.
There were raging whistling sounds, thick smoke and dust like a dragon, and a 1.2-meter-tall figure with one hand behind his back and hands clasped together fell awkwardly into the depths of the void.
"Nothing more than that. Turns out you're just a show-off. You can't even stand when you're hit, yet you have the nerve to talk nonsense." Tu Yuan retracted his fist, his mouth full of disdain.
As soon as he finished speaking, King Yuanji, his clothes stained with blood, stumbled out of the void. There were many cracks on his golden body, and his whole body looked like fragile porcelain. His injuries were extremely horrific.
"No donkey, but there are still two tricks!"
"… "
Impossible, with her ability, how could she seriously injure me with one move? This is clearly the work of a Mahayana cultivator...
So that's how it is. No wonder he is so calm and composed since he has such a rare treasure.
King Yuanji clasped his hands together and chanted a Buddhist name silently. He wanted to have a fair fight with the three villains, but what he got in return was human calculations. In this case, he decided not to act anymore.
Amitabha, you are a ridiculous little demon cultivator, but you must know that the world is vast, and you are not the only one who possesses the magic weapon of the Mahayana period.
King Yuanji raised his hand and slapped it on his forehead. A round relic appeared on the golden lotus light, scattering infinite Buddha light.
Just like last time, and the time before that, before leaving, King Yuanji went to Xuantian Temple and asked Master Zhengqing for a relic for self-defense.
The world of cultivating immortals is dangerous and one must be on guard. Look, he has encountered a despicable and shameless demon cultivator.
"Two more moves, please!"
“Hehehehe—”
Tu Yuan laughed loudly, and the black light turned into a long tail that swept through the void and forcefully suppressed the world. He then turned around and punched down again.
boom!!!
King Yuanji made all the preparations, and the relic shone in the air, revealing the shadow of a giant Buddha.
The next second, the Buddha and himself were swept into the void by the darkness.
…
"Tsk, this old fellow Yuan Ji Wang has a pretty good acting skill. If I didn't know how capable Tu Yuan is, I would have almost been fooled by him."
On the city wall, Lu Bei exclaimed that it was so exciting. There is always someone better than the best. He was willing to call King Yuanji the best actor in Xiongchu, and his acting skills were even better than his.
After saying that, he shook his head repeatedly and said in disappointment: "Tu Yuan fell into the trap. With her shrewdness and cunning, she shouldn't be so reckless."
is that so?
Zhao Wuyou looked into the distance, frowning slightly, and spoke for his own people: "General Tu is a cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, and so is Monk Xiong Chu. He only defended and did not attack, and was defeated in two cities in a row. It is clearly a humiliation for himself."
"Wuyou, you are still young and don't understand the wickedness of human nature."
Lu Bei shook his head and sneered, and gave instructions: "I am familiar with this move of Yuan Ji Wang. It emphasizes the use of first suppressing and then praising. Through a series of realistic acting such as vomiting blood, shock, and staring, it highlights how powerful the enemy is. The last move decides the outcome and completes the comeback, making oneself appear even more powerful."
Zhao Wuyou: “…”
Is this true? It’s just a fight, is there any need to make it so fancy?
"Just wait and see. The third move is coming. Tu Yuan will definitely lose."
Lu Bei said cheerfully, "It's too cliché. This sect master can already predict what King Yuanji will say after he wins. You are just a small demon cultivator, not very impressive. I was just playing with you for fun, but you took it seriously."
Zhao Wuyou: “…”
"What? You don't believe it?" Lu Bei raised his eyebrows and began to set a trap skillfully.
Zhao Wuyou felt something was wrong and subconsciously took a step back, looking at the battlefield in the distance. The Xuanlong side applauded, and Tu Yuan stood with one hand behind his back, showing the demeanor of a strong man.
It looks stable no matter how you look at it!
She gritted her teeth and insisted, "I don't believe it. Sect Master Lu made a mistake in this situation."
"Then let's make a bet. If I win, we'll still be good friends from now on. That glass of wine will be just a joke. If I lose..."
Lu Bei stared at Zhao Wuyou, fearing that she would not take the bait, so he raised the stakes: "Come to my room tonight, and you can do whatever you want. I will never resist."
Zhao Wuyou was overjoyed and was about to nod in agreement on the spot, but he swallowed the words back.
The leader of the Tianjian Sect would not make any bets without confidence. He must have full confidence to say this. The major breakthrough that was finally achieved cannot be wasted due to greed and recklessness.
She won't take this bet.
“Sister Wuyou, please think about it again. It’s hard to say who will win. You have a great chance of winning.” Lu Bei advised.
After hearing this, Zhao Wuyou was even more reluctant to follow up. No matter how much Lu Bei praised Tu Yuan, he was determined not to be fooled.
What a pity, Baimao suddenly became smart!
Lu Bei felt regretful and unhappy, and his hand was hit hard by his butt.
He looked intently at the black mountain top again, imagining how he would turn into a white-haired person and smash the car himself.
Tu Yuan didn't seem to be very smart. She was so carried away by King Yuanji's little trick that she didn't know that the higher she flew, the harder she would fall. The third move would reveal her true form.
But there is a saying that goes, when beating a dog, you have to look at the owner first. No matter how stupid Tu Yuan is, she is still his dog, and it is not King Yuanji's turn to teach her how to behave.
Thinking of this, Lu Bei raised his hand and wiped his face, casually pinching a white-haired face.
He came to Xuanlong for only three things: experience, experience, and experience.
…
In the field, King Yuanji walked out of the void for the second time, his face looking more solemn than ever before.
"I dare to ask a question, I hope you can enlighten me."
"No donkey, there is still one move left to be completed!"
Tu Yuan shook her little fist. Once upon a time, she would stay away from Yuan Ji Wang, an earthly immortal who had transcended the fourth level of tribulation and changed his profession. But now she could beat him however she wanted, and he was helpless even if he used a Mahayana magic weapon.
It turns out that Mahayana monks can really do whatever they want!
Master, it smells so good!
Tu Yuan: (╥﹏╥)
As she thought about it, she shed the helpless tears of a useless dog again. Her life in the Mahayana stage was in danger and she was afraid that she would not have many days of good days left.
Tu Yuan was smug one second and in tears the next, which fully demonstrated the moodiness of the demon cultivator and that he was somewhat out of his mind.
King Yuanji didn't think so. After being beaten continuously and having no ability to fight back, he had a rough guess about Tu Yuan's strength.
A Mahayana monk.
The Demonic Evil, one of the Three Evils, has hidden his cultivation level. He had reached the Mahayana stage many years ago and his strength and foundation are quite impressive.
The possibility is not high, King Yuanji prefers to believe the intelligence.
Eliminating all impossibilities, there is only one truth.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and a Buddha light flashed in his eyes. It was the divine eye, one of the six magical powers of Buddhism: "Heavenly Sword Sect... Sect Master Lu, you are here after all."
"What?!"
Tu Yuan's face suddenly changed, like a frightened quail, staring with round eyes, not daring to breathe.
"It really is you."
King Yuanji sighed. He said, there is no reason why a mere demon could beat him so badly that he was completely defenseless. It would be reasonable if it was Lu Bei.
The clairvoyance could not see through the black-striped mask on Tu Yuan's face, and King Yuan Ji did not care. Di Tu He understood the Heart Moon Fox and confirmed that the person in front of him was Lu Bei from the Heavenly Sword Sect.
Tu Yuan looked around with sweat on his forehead, and in horror, everyone looked like Lu Bei in disguise.
Not wanting to fight, she took out the magic weapon 'Two Worlds Bottle' that could connect life and death. Two-colored fish swam in the mouth of the bottle, disrupting the five elements and confusing people's minds.
Two rays of light, one black and one white, swept past, and King Yuanji staggered. The golden light in his eyes dissipated and turned dark, and he knelt on one knee like a drunk.
"Master, I bow to you!"
"… "
The field suddenly fell silent. The cultivators on both sides of Xuanlong and Xiongchu were so shocked that they lost their voices. King Yuanji's sudden bow was far more shocking than him being knocked away by Tu Yuan's punch.
Looking at the Mahayana relic on King Yuanji's head that protected his mind, both sides were in disbelief.
"No way, the three moves are over, who is he performing for?"
Lu Bei opened his mouth and thought about it. Yuan Ji Wang's acting was too intense and the scene was too literary. He didn't quite understand it.
His sleeve was tugged and he turned around in confusion. Next to him was Zhao Wuyou, who looked aggrieved.
Is it too late to call now?
"Look at what I am doing. I gave you a useless chance. I told you that you have a great chance of winning, but you just didn't believe me." Lu Bei pulled back his sleeves and wiped off the cold sweat with lingering fear. Who could have thought that in such a contest without any suspense, King Yuanji would actually fake the match.
No wonder everyone is determined to fight gambling and drugs, they really do great harm to people!
When Lu Bei switched his sight back to the Black-winged Golden-eyed Eagle, Tu Yuan ran away to who knows where. King Yuanji leaned against Xuanlong, pointed at Xiong Chu with his dark eyes and cursed, vowing to make his sister Gu Yuanping come out to die.
"… "
"So that's how it is. This sect master has figured it out!"
Lu Bei sorted out the clues and saw through the truth hidden behind it. Yuanji Wang, the bald man, had white hair before he shaved his head. He was an undercover agent from Xuanlong lurking in the Xiongchu convoy.
Suddenly, a Buddhist chant sounded:
"Amitabha, if you don't wake up now, when will you wake up?"