Chapter 157 Fellow Daoist Long, you are far inferior to Fellow Daoist Hu, the end.

Where the formation was shrouded in golden light, a high platform a thousand meters square rose up with a rumble, and the disciples from various peaks who came to participate in the small competition also showed expectations on their faces.

The triennial competition is not only a time for them to verify what they have learned, but also a good opportunity for them to show off in front of the masters of cultivation in Mount Longhu.

If one is lucky enough to be noticed by the elders, he or she can make the leap from a carp to a dragon and receive the true teachings, instead of having to go to the Taoist hall to eat in a big pot and receive collective lessons in the inner sect.

As we all know, small pot dishes are always more delicate and taste better than big pot dishes. Not only that, it also represents your origin. Even if others want to suppress you, they have to give face to others and dare not go too far.

Don't underestimate this.

Longhu Mountain has been passed down for a long time, and the internal factions and relationships have long been complicated. It is inevitable that you take care of my children and I take care of your children.

Unless your talent is truly dazzling, like a needle in a bag, like Zhang Daoyi who has now traveled around the world, otherwise you will see the fruits of the tree of time.

Choosing the right one among the people you know and choosing the one you know among the right people is the inevitable development of human nature.

This is what Zhang Taichu is most worried about.

Do not underestimate some minor drawbacks, even if the quality of the disciples is not much different, but if you extend the timeline, one point less today, seven cents less tomorrow, day by day, if Longhu Mountain is not lucky enough to pick up Zhang Daoyi, it would be swinging on a swing with naked buttocks, and its shame would be thrown out of the horizon.

Idiots are a species that naturally reject those of their own kind who are stronger than them... Xiaobi was proceeding in an orderly manner, and Yi Chen lost interest after just a few casual glances.

Without Zhang Daoyi, Longhu Mountain is just a bunch of cows and horses.

Zhang Longyi can take on the responsibility, does he have the ability? He doesn't.

If Longhu Mountain continues like this, the younger generation will be crushed by Daguangming Mountain. Then they will lose to the five major sword-cultivating sects, and then the six religions, and then the nine major families and twelve sects. Then they will have nothing to lose... "What do you think, Taoist Yi?" Yue Qingzhu sat opposite Yi Chen, with an elegant figure and long legs crossed. She spoke to Yi Chen leisurely.

As a princess of the Dai Viet Dynasty, Yue Qingzhu was naturally on the list of those invited to watch this competition.

It was really boring, so Yi Chen simply stared at Yue Qingzhu's beautiful legs and started chatting with her.

It would be a waste if you don't watch it.

"I now feel that what Fellow Daoist Qingzhu said is right. The chronic illness of Mount Longhu is indeed quite serious. The fight is too ostentatious. There are not many disciples who are eager to make progress." Yi Chen said in a voice transmission.

Yue Qingzhu noticed Yi Chen's impudent gaze, but she didn't care. She quietly lifted the hem of her skirt a little, revealing her jade-like ankles: "Does it look good?"

"nice."

"How about joining me and giving you a chance to pursue me?"

"I will also strongly support the development of your Yinlong Temple." Yue Qingzhu continued to transmit the message.

"Not very good, I'll just take a look." Yi Chen replied with a shameless face, his voice transmission revealing a face of wanting to get something for free.

"You." Yue Qingzhu was so angry that she let down the hem of her skirt, which was slightly lifted up. She no longer crossed her long legs when sitting, but put them together and turned diagonally away from Yi Chen.

Perhaps she felt that the fight below was too boring. After all, Yue Qingzhu's real strength was much stronger than that of the Sword Fairy. She couldn't help but continue chatting with Yi Chen.

"Friend Yi, what did you mean by Feiyangyang and Meiyangyang when you killed Nabadao in Wujiang Mansion?"

"I'll offer five hundred taels." Yue Qingzhu added. Now she was very clear about the character of the tall Taoist in front of her. He was blinded by money... Yi Chen was speechless when he heard this, but he was not surprised that Yue Qingzhu knew about this. This person must have investigated him before coming to recruit him.

"It's a long story."

"Then keep it short."

"All right." Beating a child on a rainy day was a good way to do nothing. For the sake of the five hundred taels, Yi Chen started to talk nonsense to Yue Qingzhu. He whispered to Yue Qingzhu in a low voice:

"This is a story that happened in a place called Sheep Village on the green grassland."

"The Sheep Clan has no True Lord, the nine True Lords of the Sheep Clan are fighting in the sky."

…

"The Dark Wolf Emperor Gray Wolf set off a dark turmoil just to revive his lover..."

"Where the grass dances, a raging fire will ignite. The fire illuminates the Sheep Village, and the grass will be reborn again. This is the secret of the Sheep Village. Pleasant Goat understands it. The heavy clouds explode, the sun shines, and a huge sheep's hoof appears in the sky..."

“.….”

"Feiyangyang, say something. Xiyangyang is not moving."

“…”

“Tofu pudding tastes better when it’s sweet…”

While Yi Chen was bragging about Yue Qingzhu, Zhang Longyi, on the podium, was so angry that his face turned green.

After a few days of contact, if he had previously approached Yue Qingzhu with the intention of mutual benefit, now he is really moved.

He fell in love with the smart and beautiful woman in front of him.

He also invited Yue Qingzhu to watch the competition. Zhang Huyi was sitting in the dead end, and Zhang Daoyi was traveling far away. Who else in Longhu Mountain could stop Zhang Longyi from reaching the top? Who else?

As a result, when he was trying his best to perform on the stage, hoping to make the beauty smile, he looked back and saw that the beauty was "exchanging glances" with a tall Taoist whom he despised in his heart.

At this moment, Zhang Longyi was filled with anger, and his attacks became more and more severe.

Perhaps it was because Yi Chen and Yue Qingzhu communicated with each other too frequently, and Yuanshan Zhenren, who was in a high position, was a little unhappy. After all, this was a loss of face for Longhu Mountain.

Although he could intercept the two people's voice transmission with his cultivation, he could not guarantee that he would not be discovered by them. Yi Chen was even more of a benefactor who inspired his son's fighting spirit.

So he said in a deep voice: "Master Yi, Princess Qingzhu, what are you talking about so happily?"

"Of course, we are talking about the profound Taoism of Mount Longhu." Yi Chen immediately took over the conversation and spoke.

At this time, Yue Qingzhu discovered another strength of Yi Chen, that is, he could lie without blushing or getting nervous, and he was extremely thick-skinned.

"Oh, tui! What a big liar." Yue Qingzhu complained in his heart.

The content of their telepathic communication just now was not actually limited to Feiyangyang, but also involved astronomy, geography, classics, history, and the situation in the court. What surprised her was that no matter what field she talked about, the great Taoist in front of her could always come up with something new for her, which made her eyes light up.

As for the Sheep Village story, she naturally didn't even believe the punctuation marks. It was all nonsense, so she just listened for fun.

"That's absolutely right. Especially Fellow Daoist Zhang Longyi's thunder method, which is extremely sharp. What Fellow Daoist Yi and I talk about the most is the thunder method of Longhu Mountain. It is truly something that can scare away gods and ghosts." Yue Qingzhu took advantage of the situation and echoed, his body also being flawless, his thoughts tightly locked, and his words sincere.

"Oh, tui! It's true that the more beautiful a woman is, the better she is at lying. What she says sounds like the truth." Yi Chen complained in his heart.

After hearing what Master Yuanshan said, the two of them did not dare to continue chatting via telepathy, but instead focused on watching the fight below.

At this time, there were fewer people fighting below, and their fighting level had also reached a higher level. After careful observation, Yi Chen discovered an interesting fact: many of the shortlisted practitioners were more sophisticated than powerful when fighting.

There were a few promising talents that he thought were good, but they were directly eliminated through a round-robin and Tian Ji horse racing method. It was such a coincidence that Yi Chen didn't believe that there was no shady deal involved.

However, the family affairs of Longhu Mountain had nothing to do with Yi Chengzi, so Yi Chen naturally would not jump out to speak up for those disciples.

After another two cups of tea, a lightning snake accurately struck the opponent's path. After Zhang Longyi broke the protective shield of the last opponent in front of him, this competition naturally came to an end.

A faint sense of malice came towards Yi Chen.

"The Taoist Zhang Longyi from Mount Longhu invites you to fight Master Yi!" Zhang Longyi said in a loud voice, still looking as modest and gentle as jade.

He thought he had concealed it well, but in fact, the hint of malice in his eyes had already been caught by Yi Chen.

This made him feel strange.

"Why does this guy act like I stole his wife? Could it be that he knows about the deal between me and Zhang Huyi?" Yi Chen speculated in his heart, but his butt had already left the stool.

No matter what the reason was, he was ordered to beat someone up this time. Zhang Taichu personally chose Yi Chen to compete with the first place winner of this competition because he knew his own business.

He must be arranged.

"That is what I wish for, but I dare not ask you."

Yi Chen's figure flashed, and the light golden internal energy gushed out from the Yongquan point on the bottom of his foot. He suddenly appeared in the center of the venue. He folded his arms and stood opposite Zhang Longyi.

Compared with the strong and sturdy Yi Chen, Zhang Longyi was undoubtedly as thin as a bean sprout.

"Friend Yi, there are some people you cannot touch or offend."

"Princess Qingzhu is a golden branch and jade leaf. It is not something that a scoundrel like you who came from a small place can touch. Do you understand?"

"You have to know that the world is diverse!" Zhang Longyi said in a voice transmission.

His gloomy voice suddenly sounded beside Yi Chen's ears, but there was still a faint smile on his face.

Yi Chen frowned and had a deeper understanding of the definition of beautiful women being the root of trouble.

He didn't take the implicit threat in Zhang Long's words seriously at all.

The most difficult thing for people to recognize is themselves. They always overestimate themselves and underestimate others.

For example, people who rely on their family background to brag about their abilities have zero capital.

"Brother Longyi, please come in." Yi Chen didn't want to waste time talking to Zhang Longyi, he just wanted to finish the work as soon as possible.

Longhu Mountain was like a cage to him, where he could not stretch out. He felt suffocated and became a little impatient.

Now that he had obtained the Dragon-Slaying Sword, there was nothing left in Longhu Mountain that he was concerned about.

"good!"

"Please give me some advice, Taoist Priest."

Zhang Longyi was irritated by Yi Chen's rude interruption. Since he was born, everyone respected and complimented him, and even Zhang Daoyi had never been so rude to him.

"Golden Dragon and Tiger Body!"

"Divine Sky Thunder Seal, activate!"

Zhang Long shouted loudly, and under the influence of his magic power, wind and thunder arose from the ground. His momentum rose steadily, and his muscles began to swell. A light purple line climbed up his forehead.

“Such a strong pressure. I didn’t expect that Senior Brother Long Yi could actually condense the Divine Heavenly Thunder Seal. He is indeed the two great geniuses of our Longhu Mountain. I just don’t know who is stronger between him and that Taoist Master Yi.” A disciple in the crowd sighed.

“According to this Taoist Master Yi, Senior Brother Hu Yi’s cultivation is not inferior to his. The two had an appointment to fight a few days ago. Senior Brother Long Yi has cultivated the Divine Sky Thunder Seal. Our Longhu Mountain’s Taoism is magical, so this time it should end in a draw.” An inner sect disciple who was standing relatively close to the front gave his opinion.

"Haha, Senior Brother, what you said is wrong. No one understands this fight better than me. I think Senior Brother Hu Yi must value peace. After all, Taoist Master Yi Chengzi is the one who returned the token to the old Heavenly Master. How can we let him down?

This time, the Heavenly Master asked Taoist Master Yi to compete with the top-ranked player. This is a way of returning a favor and letting us, the Dragon and Tiger geniuses of Longhu Mountain, make Taoist Master Yi famous.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

This time it is estimated that it will end in a draw again, but Senior Brother Long Yi gave face to this immortal from a small family. Didn’t Senior Brother Dao Yi defeat the immortal when he was in the state of refining qi and transforming into spirit? "

There was another disciple among them who expressed a different opinion. This person was quite unique. He had a head full of golden hair and kept making gestures like playing a violin while speaking.

As soon as these words were spoken, they immediately gained the support of many disciples.

"Senior Brother Tang really lives up to the name of Little Zhuge Liang. He sees things very clearly." The ordinary disciples surrounding him began to compliment him.

“I didn’t expect that Long Yi, who hasn’t become a real person yet, has already condensed the Divine Sky Thunder Seal so early. Although it’s a bit forced, it’s not bad.” A white-haired elder on the main seat also nodded in praise.

The war is about to break out.

After taking a deep look in the direction of Yue Qingzhu, Zhang Long showed a hint of pride on his face, and then looked at Yi Chen.

"Master Yi, how about my Divine Thunder Seal and Dragon-Tiger Golden Body?" he sneered.

At this time, light golden internal energy surged out from Yi Chen's body, covering his skin with a layer of gold. Yi Chen did not answer Zhang Longyi's question, but stretched out a finger.

"Master Yi, what does this mean?"

"What I mean is, you talk too much nonsense. I'll finish you off with one blow." Yi Chen clenched his fist with one hand, and his left arm suddenly swelled up, becoming huge in an instant, like Popeye who had eaten spinach.

"mad…."

Before Zhang Long could say anything, his pupils suddenly shrank. A tall Taoist with a pale golden color came towards him with a roar. The Taoist stepped on the high platform that had been solidified by the formation with his left foot, and several cracks appeared on it.

The cracks were still spreading around, and muffled explosions could be heard from underground.

The Taoist figure was like a metal tide, suddenly approaching. Although his fist had not yet arrived, the wind pressure had already distorted Zhang Longyi's face. Amid the whistling wind, Zhang Longyi actually felt a trace of fear of death.

This change was far beyond his expectations, and in a panic he mobilized his magic power, shooting out several lightning snakes. Countless wind blades and ice arrows suddenly appeared and attacked the violent Taoist figure like they were free, just to stop that violent figure.

However, anyone with a discerning eye had already noticed that this wind blade and ice arrow had no pattern and shot out immediately after being activated. It was obvious that the owner of this spell had already lost his mind.

The lightning snake was the first to arrive, striking Yi Chen's body fiercely, then exploding with a burst of electric sparks before disappearing.

What Yi Chen was least afraid of was thunder magic. Yi Chen did not even try to avoid the lightning snake that Zhang Long hastily condensed and was directly shattered by it.

The second was the wind blades and ice arrows, which hit Yi Chen with a crackling sound like rain hitting banana leaves. The clanging sounds echoed throughout the platform, as if they were hitting a piece of metal. Such a situation shocked Brother Tang, who was making a profound comment among the onlookers, so much that his jaw was almost dislocated.

He pinched his younger brother's thigh hard, and when he saw his younger brother cry out in pain, he believed what he saw.

The figure of Taoist Gao rushed out from the multiple magical attacks, and his speed not only did not slow down, but became even faster.

Zhang Long's pupils shook violently. He felt as if a ferocious tiger and a vicious dragon were rushing towards him, with murderous aura and killing intent enveloping his whole body.

He will die, he will be beaten into a paste, how dare this Taoist, how dare he.

Such a punch, so violent, how should I take it?

The fear of death made Zhang Longyi's body stiffen. He closed his eyes and screamed instinctively at the top of his lungs under the high pressure, wailing as if he was being raped.

“Ahhh~~~~~”

However, the expected severe pain did not come. After screaming for a while, Zhang Long opened his eyes and saw that everyone's eyes were on him.

A pale golden fist, not much smaller than a millstone, rested on the tip of his nose.

Yi Chen withdrew his strength and revealed a warm smile.

"Friend Long Yi, stop yelling. We are just sparring. How could I really kill you?"

"Most of the time, I'm in a good mood."

At this time, Zhang Longyi's hair was already disheveled under the pressure of Yi Chen's fist, and his image of a modest and gentle gentleman became miserable.

Even the hairpin fell to the ground.

He couldn't help but shiver, feeling like a weak reptile being watched by a top predator.

Weak, pitiful, and helpless.

At this moment, Zhang Long felt confused.

Patting Zhang Longyi's face, Yi Chen picked up the hairpin and tied it into his hair, saying softly, "Friend Longyi, your hairpin fell off."

After speaking gently, Yi Chen turned around, facing the sun, opened his arms, stretched out his waist, and his lazy voice resounded in all directions:

"Hey, I've heard about the Dragon and Tiger duo at Longhu Mountain for a long time, but I didn't expect Nanmu...Long Tianjiao to be so weak and pathetic. You are not worthy of being on par with fellow Daoist Tiger."

Take money from people and brag for them.

At such a moment, Yi Chen still remembers his original intention and demonstrates his professional ethics.

His physique was so strong that he blocked all the sunlight, and Zhang Long was completely plunged into shadow.

Although there were many people around at this time, it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Everyone looked at this scene in silence.

They had imagined many things, but no one dared to predict that Zhang Long would be defeated so...undignifiedly.

Being frightened, she howled like a woman.

Zhang Longyi was so ashamed and angry at this time that his face turned from red to black, from black to white, from white to green, and from green to red, changing endlessly like a revolving lantern.

Various emotions intertwined in his heart. In his shame and anger, he actually mobilized his magic power and hit Yi Chen's back hard with one palm, making a sound of metal.

Yi Chen suddenly turned his head, his eyes suddenly turned cold.

The aura of a ferocious beast spread out again.

Zhang Longyi's whole body was once again shrouded in the aura of death.

His body was in the air, the sleeves of his Taoist robe suddenly blew off, and his arms suddenly swelled up, revealing large tiger tattoos on his arms, which looked extremely ferocious, as if they wanted to devour someone.

"Fellow Daoist, please save the lives of the people!" The elders who were watching in the stands had not expected such a scene. Their faces changed drastically. They were unable to rescue in time and could only remind Yi Chen.

The tall Taoist in the sky turned a deaf ear to it. Like a meteor falling to the ground, a light golden light suddenly fell to the ground, splashing a large amount of smoke and dust.

Zhenren Yuanshan and several elders gathered around at this time.

Someone waved his sleeves and blew away the dust.

On this high platform, where the formation was covered and reinforced, Yi Chen actually blasted two deep pits on both sides of Zhang Longyi's body, and turbid muddy water flowed out from the walls of the deep pits.

"Fellow Taoist Long Yi, there won't be a next time."

"I'll give Longhushan face this time."

Yi Chen's cold voice came, and he suddenly stood up, bowed to the elders of Longhu Mountain behind him, and then stood quietly aside without saying a word.

At first, Yi Chen had the intention to kill, but reason made him deviate his fists a little bit towards Zhang Long's side when they were about to fall.

At this moment, Zhang Long's legs were trembling, and he felt his trouser legs warm up, and a warm current slowly flowed out. When he saw the figures of the elders, his whole body softened and he collapsed to the ground.

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