Chapter 337: The Dharma Assembly begins, and everyone shows off their magical powers.

Another three days pass.

After Yi Chen's warm-up, the enthusiasm of many cultivators for gambling has been aroused. Things have come to this point today, like a rolling stone on a mountain, which will only accelerate. There is no need for him to help.

However, what surprised Yi Chen was that this game went much more smoothly than he expected.

It was so smooth that it seemed as if someone on the other side was coordinating with his actions.

"Is there someone betting against me? He is so brave. I wonder which fierce dragon that has crossed the river is as confident as me."

Yi Chen stroked his chin, his tough face reflected in the lake water. At this moment, he was multitasking and began to think.

If someone wasn't setting up an opponent's plate or an enemy's card, he really couldn't understand how this divinely-assisted situation came about.

If what he guessed was correct, there must be a top master hidden in King Wu's place, who looked down on the world and treated all the heroes in the world as nothing just like him.

"Is it Ku Chen, the immortal monk from Xumituo Zen Temple, Xiao Tianji, the war demon from Wuding Divine Sect, and Que Yunzi from Fangxian Dao Sect, or the Taoist Zuowangji from Taishang Dao Sect?"

"No, these are all the masters in the open, and the favorites to win. The person next to King Wu is definitely not among the favorites."

Yi Chen thought about the list provided by King Jing, but still had no clue.

There are so many heroes in the world, and it is not difficult to understand that a peerless genius who meets the requirements of the Great Qin Assembly may suddenly appear from some mountain, cave or tomb.

But, so what?

It is better to make your own decision than to seek divination from immortals; it is better to have the ability than to ask for advice from gods and recite scriptures.

No matter who the opponent is, Yi Chen will let that person know that there will be one and only one ruler in this ceremony, and that is him, Sanming Chunyang, the Taoist Hidden Dragon.

What's more, he still has thirteen source points that he hasn't used. If you push him into a corner, he will just go all in on you.

That’s right, thanks to the jar of Golden Thunder Bamboo Wine provided by King Jing, his accumulated source points have now increased by one, reaching a total of thirteen points.

The water in the pond was clear and the lotus flowers were swaying in the wind. Just as the breeze was bringing a refreshing coolness, Yi Chen's fishing mark floating on the water suddenly sank.

He immediately stood up and burst into laughter.

It's a good thing if the fish is hooked. It doesn't matter what kind of fish it is under the water. As long as you add onions, ginger and garlic, it will taste good.

* Looking forward to it, looking forward to it, the wind started to blow, and the footsteps of the Great Qin Dharma Assembly were approaching.

Just like football betting in previous lives, the combination of competition and gambling is enough to bring the attention of this Daqin Dharma Assembly to a new level.

Yi Chen stood up and followed the crowd to the outside of Taiwu City.

The Taiwu City where they had lived before was just a resting place provided by Daqin for the monks who arrived earlier. The battlefield for the fight was still in the wilderness.

I haven't left the city for a few days, and now the area outside Taiwu City is deserted. As far as the eye can see, only sixteen lonely mountaintops are still standing, each one higher than the other.

The rest of the mountaintops were all cut off at the root, with the cross-section as smooth as a mirror. They were solidified with array patterns engraved by the masters of the Great Qin array formation and used as the venue for the preliminary competition.

The ten thousand meter airspace over the remaining sixteen hilltops will be the battlefield for the final sixteen contestants of the assembly.

Looking at the last three or five Great Qin monks in black robes controlling the mechanical puppets in the distance, still vigorously filling in the wasteland and doing the final finishing work, Yi Chen couldn't help but think of Tongtong in his previous life.

As the saying goes, laying out the wires under a lamp while drunk, dreaming of returning to the construction site, eight centimeters of foundation subsidence, fifty years in prison, and roll call in prison in autumn.

If we had the power of 'Daqin Heavy Industry', why would the concrete people suffer so miserably?

In the end, I could only laugh at myself on the internet about how fast the ash was pumped out of the pump truck, how the concrete was solidified like lead water, how the client's supervisor's job was done, how I won the injury and extramarital affair, and how the three children were not my own.

They stayed in the desolate mountains and wilderness for hundreds of days, with only the red plastic bucket accompanying them forever like an imperial soldier.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, fellow practitioners.

At this moment, there was suddenly a deafening roar, and a dull sound washed over the sky. For a moment, everyone was speechless and looked up at the sky.

Suddenly, the sky was filled with rosy clouds and auspicious aura spread across the entire universe.

It stretches across the sky above the arena in all directions like flowing clouds and brocade.

Along with countless rays of light, a huge golden palace appeared, hidden in the clouds.

A middle-aged man wearing a black and gold imperial robe and a crown on his head suddenly appeared. He was as majestic as the sea, with his feet on the void, and soon he stood in the center of the four-sided arena.

Seeing this man, all the cultivators couldn't help but hold their breath. No matter how much the people in the sect hated Da Qin, everyone had to admit one fact: Da Qin was becoming increasingly powerful under the hands of this thousand-year-old emperor.

Ever since his last attack five hundred years ago, no one knew how advanced this Millennium Emperor's cultivation had become.

The Millennium Emperor no longer adopted the absolutely hostile attitude towards the sects as before. Instead, while maintaining a low-intensity confrontation, he continued to promise high positions and generous benefits to induce the talented people in the sects, especially those who were frustrated, to join Daqin.

If it weren't for such a gentle approach, even if the Qin Dynasty said everything, it would not be possible to make this grand ceremony happen.

Not only Yi Chen, but the candidates from the sixteen major sects also began to express their doubts and surprise when they saw this, with some suppressed excitement.

"I don't need to elaborate on the prizes and details of this Dharma Assembly. If you have any objections, I will start now."

The middle-aged emperor looked up at the golden palace in the clouds and suddenly smiled.

He flicked his sleeves, and one thousand and twelve blue bamboo sticks flew out slowly from his cuffs, sliding into two circles in even density, and dancing around his body.

A voice suddenly came from the high platform: "Take the lottery!"

As soon as the words fell, it was like a decree from heaven.

More than a thousand bamboo sticks fell from the sky like a rain of light, landing into the palms of the participating practitioners.

The light disappeared, Yi Chen spread out his palm, and saw a bamboo stick with the number sixty-six written on it suddenly appeared in his palm.

Those who have not reached the late stage of the True Person Realm are not even eligible to participate in this Great Qin Dharma Assembly. However, according to the order of the Millennium Emperor, no matter who you are, you must fight the entire field until you reach the first place, even if you are a strong man from the sixteen major sects.

This fight is not a double-elimination system. If you encounter a cultivator who can restrain you, you should consider yourself unlucky, because a true strong person is never afraid of a challenge.

A total of seventy-two Jie Dao masters participated in this ceremony. However, in order to avoid early collisions among the top-ranked Jie Dao masters, the top seventy-two masters will not face off in the previous three rounds.

"I declare that the Dharma Assembly begins!"

At the command, a strange force suddenly emerged in the clouds, and the blue bamboo sticks in the hands of the cultivators suddenly gathered towards the golden palace in the sky. When they returned, there was a red number on them. That person was their opponent.

"Hey, the Emperor is back, thank you for your hard work, come and have some tea!"

Seeing the thousand-year-old emperor return, Yuanjun once again revealed her tea-loving nature and enthusiastically invited him to come over for a drink.

However, the tea soup was now covered by a green jade cup lid, with only the faint fragrance of tea wafting through it.

"Since Lord Yuan has invited me, I will definitely drink this cup of tea~"

The Millennium Emperor returned to the main seat and with a wave of his hand, the tea in front of Yuanjun's desk fell into his hand.

He opened the lid of the jade cup and took a look, and immediately revealed the murderous look of Cao, the judge of the Nine-Turn Large Intestine.

Now he knew why this tea was made of the finest green jade that could block the detection of spiritual sense.

"Your Majesty, you are not joking."

Tu Lingjun of Wuding Divine Sect laughed loudly, and Shen Haichao and others echoed him.

Amidst laughter and cheers, the Daqin Dharma Assembly officially opened.

…. ….The Dharma Assembly begins.

In the first match, Yi Chen had good luck. The girl was a female cultivator from a sect who had just entered the Dao realm. This person had very bad luck as she actually met Yi Chen.

Amid his beautiful wishes, "Fellow Daoist, do you want to jump down by yourself, or should I throw you down?", the plump female cultivator with a flying fairy bun left the platform with a gloomy face.

Yi Chen felt extremely regretful because the man's hair bun reminded him of an old friend.

The second and third games still had no suspense.

His opponent was a monk dressed as an old man and a boy. After defeating a woman, an old man, and a child in succession, Master Yi finally met his opponent in the fourth round.

A famous independent cultivator from Dongzhou who has just entered the middle stage of Jie Dao, is called Zhenjun Huanglong.

After a cup of tea.

Yi Chen and True Lord Huanglong were fighting each other. There was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth. After another fierce fight with True Lord Huanglong, both of them fell to the ground and landed on the deep pit of the arena.

Soon, he bounced up on the spot like a spring.

"Come again! If you don't beat me to death, you can't take the bamboo stick from my hand!" Yi Chen continued to roar, making the surrounding monks fascinated.

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

This was the battle they imagined.

"You...Okay, Star Lord Tan Lang, I want to see how long you can hold on." True Lord Huanglong looked at Yi Chen who was fighting to the death and couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling for a moment. He thought of the previous intelligence that the Star Lord Tan Lang had suffered a serious injury in his right arm some time ago, so he attacked Yi Chen's right arm in an extremely insidious way.

Fall down, spring back up.

Fall down, spring back up.

After just three sit-ups, a devil-like figure was seen stepping on the chest of an old man with white hair and a youthful face.

His eyes were domineering and his body was covered in blood.

"Lao Deng, you can't do it. It's boring now~" A hint of unwillingness flashed in the eyes of Master Huanglong. Yi Chen kicked out, and his figure disappeared outside the ring, blood spilled into the sky.

He wiped the blood flowing out of his mouth and nose with the sleeve of his sleeve, glared at the people watching below the stage, and then stepped back.

After four rounds of fighting, he had already entered the top 64, and the remaining battle would be two days later.

For the sake of fairness, there will be a two-day break after the primary election before the subsequent fierce battle continues until the real winner is determined.

At this moment, the sharp-eyed and careful people in the audience clearly noticed that the Star Lord Tan Lang staggered slightly before leaving the stage, and was captured by someone with ulterior motives.

At the same time, many instructors sighed: "It's a pity for the Greedy Wolf Star Lord that he met the best among the independent cultivators, the Yellow Dragon Master, in advance."

"The power of the Greedy Wolf Star Lord has been damaged again. He will definitely not be able to fully recover in just two days. I'm afraid he will have to stop here. It's a pity that Zizai Tian, ​​as one of the sixteen major sects, will lose face this time."

Of course, there are also many people who think that Tan Lang Xingjun is hiding his true abilities, but as more and more details are uncovered, this voice is gradually drowned out by the massive amount of condemnation information.

Without watching the subsequent battles, Yi Chen disappeared from the arena in a flash after the fight, which further confirmed the judgment that Tan Lang Xingjun was seriously injured and had to hurry to heal his wounds.

If he really wanted to do it, why didn't he insist on watching the scene and feeling the battles of other opponents in two days so as to prepare? …. ….Inside Jingzhu Cave Heaven, Yi Chen and King Jing sat opposite each other.

Between the two of them, there was a rare chess-like game, with a Chu River and Han River dividing them.

"Your Highness, please believe my judgment. No matter how ingenious the scheme is, there will always be smart people who can find clues here."

"So instead of having our flaws pointed out by others, we should lead the way ourselves."

"Your Highness, please first send someone to spread the fact that I am deliberately hiding my abilities, and then expose the lies yourself. I have already pointed out all the details and told Your Highness."

Shoot the arrow first, then draw the target, this is Yi Chen’s current tactics.

There are really a lot of "easter eggs" hidden in his battle. As long as he sets the pace a little, there will be people who will argue for him, and they will eventually be overwhelmed by the massive amount of information.

In order to run with him, he also selected a dozen or so fellow practitioners who were also "hiding their shortcomings". After a trend was formed, the attention on him would naturally fade away. Only in this way could he upgrade the sickle for cutting leeks into a combine harvester.

"Your Highness, the people of the Yuling Shengkui Sect have been gaining popularity recently and are very ambitious. They have the tendency to challenge the Wuding Shen Sect. We can dig deeper into them."

"The Xue Lingzi and Tian Kui Zhenjun who participated in the battle from this sect are both very suspicious. They must be hiding their abilities. Let's focus on guiding them and keep an eye on these two."

"General!"

After thinking for a while, Yi Chen added another sentence.

In order to be good at dealing with people, one must not only hide oneself appropriately, but also provide others with a focus for venting. If the focus is on others, wouldn't Master Yi's firepower be reduced?

"Master Yinlong, you are so talented~" King Jing looked at Yi Chen with a complicated expression. He had seen many of Yi Chen's methods, both presentable and not presentable, in recent days.

Some are insidious, while others are blatant and unavoidable. No matter what, the effects are surprisingly good.

At this moment, he felt deeply ashamed for what he had said before about Taoist Master Yinlong's pure and kind heart.

At this moment, King Jing suddenly thought of a possibility. How could King Wu's unusual behavior be hidden from him? He couldn't help but ask Yi Chen, "Master, this time I have almost put all my wealth on the line. If the person hidden by King Wu is promoted to the Master Dao realm before the battle, how confident are you?"

"Breaking through the Palm Dao realm in battle? That's amazing."

"Then why don't I transform myself too~"

Yi Chen looked at King Jing who looked somewhat worried, and naturally knew that he was worried about the person hiding behind King Wu.

"General! Your Highness, you lose!"

Yi Chen slowly stood up and laughed out loud: "Chuhe Hanjie, Fengyun is dominating the world!"

"I control the ups and downs of the world and defeat all heroes!"

"Since I dare to go to this battlefield, how can I not be confident? Your Highness, just rest assured."

Amidst the loud laughter, Yi Chen's figure slowly disappeared from the spot. After King Jing finished drinking the wine in the glass, his uneasy heart was soothed by the powerful confidence in the laughter and calmed down again.

* * "The clouds part and the autumn moon moves across the sky, the sword leaves and the meteor falls to the ground!"

"I have realized (liao)"

"Fellow Daoist Hai Tianwu, take my sword! Skyfall Meteor!"

The joyful laughter of Ye Qingxue from the Qianyuan Sword Sect resounded throughout the arena, and the sword light illuminated the big face of Zhen Tianwu, the commander of Zhentianhai Town, which looked like a screwed dog.

His skills were extremely effective against the sword moves of Fairy Ye, but who would have thought that his opponent would be able to master the moves on the spot? Suddenly, the world was filled with light.

The sword energy was like a rainbow, rising from the ground and piercing the sky! The clouds in the sky split apart, and the overwhelming sword energy blasted Hai Tianwu's majestic body to the horizon, turning into a white star and disappearing.

The sword energy dissipated, and Ye Qingxue's whole body seemed to be tempered, and her aura became sharper.

At this time, the battle on the ring had all ended. The cultivators were shocked to see the scene before them. After they lost their voices, cheers broke out all over the mountains and plains.

An imperial edict was dropped from the palace deep in the clouds, and the top sixty-four names had already been announced.

Two days later, a line of big words clearly appeared in front of him when Ye Qingxue was fighting against the Star Lord Tanlang of Zizaitian.

Seeing this scene, many of Ye Qingxue's fans cheered again.

Won and was admitted, Fairy Ye has already defeated the Greedy Wolf Star Lord by far.

(End of this chapter)