In the crowd, Xu Luo found an empty cushion, held the ball in his arms, and honestly became a spectator.
However, he did not expect that these two people actually came for Taoist Xuansu's life-saving magic weapon.
He knew about this.
Because it's not a secret.
At that time, Taibai Dao, one of the Five Daos, had its own problems, so the previous Daoist leader met with the other party. Finally, Taibai Dao's sect treasure, the plain cloud flag, appeared in Xuansu Mountain. It stipulated that if the younger disciples had a promising future, they had to defeat the people of the same generation in Xuansu Mountain in a discussion of Dao or a fight of magic, and then they could take the plain cloud flag back.
But after so many years, no one has succeeded.
The Taibai Dao was too weak. It was only in the past twenty years or so that the current Dao master worked hard to govern the country and it was able to restore some of its vitality.
People like Mo Fang and Mo Xun who appeared here must have only started to refine their spirits in the past three months.
Because of the previous soul refining, the seven mountains and five paths were all the same and had been sent down the mountain.
No matter what Taibai Dao does, it will not send someone who has been refining the spirit for many years to challenge someone who has just refined the spirit in Xuansu Mountain.
What's more, it is actually possible to tell whether one has just started to cultivate the spirit.
So people like Xu Luo and Mo Fang are of different generations and ages, but they are disciples of the same generation.
Mo Xun and Ce Ru stood still, saluted each other, and then started a fierce fight.
There is a large open space on the platform in front of the main hall of Xuansu Peak. You can just find an empty corner to fight without worrying about disturbing Xu Luo and others who are watching the battle.
Mo Xun is worthy of being a sword cultivator from the White Tiger Temple on White Tiger Mountain. He controlled his own flying sword to launch an attack. The sword energy was so powerful that many people felt their blood boiling.
Although they were unhappy that a sword cultivator came to challenge them, these newly promoted spirit cultivators still admired Mo Xun's strength.
Some people with average talents feel inferior just by seeing him take action.
On the other hand, Ce Ru naturally would not give in so easily.
She controlled the flying sword to avoid Mo Xun's attacks and launched counterattacks from time to time.
As one of the three great schools of talismans, Xuansushan’s specialty is naturally talismans.
Although Ce Ru was flying with a sword at this time, his main method of attack was still talismans.
Occasionally, he would use spells to attack himself.
Facing Ce Ru's counterattack, Mo Xun did not dare to be careless and occasionally needed to use his flying sword to defend himself.
"Never mind. I give up."
After a while, Ce Ru launched a fierce attack, but was unable to defeat Mo Xun. He dropped his flying sword and admitted defeat generously.
"Thank you!"
Mo Xun was stunned at first, then he realized that Ce Ru was unwilling to waste his magic power, so he hurriedly thanked him.
If Ce Ru refused to admit defeat and instead stalemate with him, Mo Xun knew that he might not be able to hold out after three consecutive fights.
Ce Ru is not weak. If the fight continues, he will have to use powerful sword techniques to defeat her, but if he does that, his own magic power will not be able to hold up.
Therefore, it was very magnanimous of Ce Ru to take the initiative to admit defeat at this time.
"Ceyuan, you go!"
Taoist Xuansu glanced at Ce Ru and said nothing, but calmly pointed at another disciple.
On the other side, Mo Fang saw that Taoist Xuansu did not specifically assign a powerful disciple, but chose the ordinary-looking Ce Yuan. He quickly stood up and bowed to Taoist Xuansu.
Although his seniority was higher than that of Taoist Xuansu, Taoist Xuansu was the leader of a sect at that time and was fully worthy of his courtesy.
What's more, this kindness alone is enough for him to bow.
Taoist Xuansu accepted his thanks calmly, smiled at him and motioned him to sit down.
As an outstanding disciple of the White Tiger Temple, Mo Xun has just entered the stage of soul refining not long ago, but as a sword cultivator, his attacks are indeed extremely fierce.
The battle with Ce Yuan did not last long, and he was easily defeated.
The difference between the two is simply the difference in hard power.
There was only one game left, and Mo Fangxin suddenly became nervous.
He was afraid that Taoist Xuansu would assign a powerful disciple to fight.
Although he has great confidence in Mo Xun, he is also afraid of accidents!
"Uncle Master Su Wen, this match is yours!"
Xu Luo, who had been a quiet spectator, didn't expect that Taoist Xuansu would appoint him to be the last one to appear.
For a moment, he, who was holding Fatty Dundun, became the focus of attention, especially the group of Kun Taoists. After seeing Fatty Dundun, their eyes lit up.
Mo Fang was excited when he saw Xu Luo like this.
I feel that Taoist Xuansu is really letting them win on purpose, and wants to return the plain cloud flag to their Taibai Dao.
Xu Luo patted Qiuqiu's butt, put it on the mat, and stood up to stand opposite Mo Xun.
"Greetings, Uncle Su Wen."
Seeing that Taoist Xuansu had just saluted Xu Luo, Mo Xun also hurriedly saluted.
"Meet Junior-Martial Brother Mo Xun."
Since the other person was very polite, Xu Luo naturally wouldn't look down on him.
The two of them stood still.
Xu Luo waved his hand, and a miniature flag appeared in his palm.
Seeing this miniature flag, Mo Xun did not dare to be careless. Only a completely refined magic weapon could be completely stored in his body.
Xu Luo didn't waste any time. The small flag in his hand swelled up in the wind and soon became five meters high.
"Ghost Gathering Banner!"
Taoist Xuansu frowned.
Although he had seen Xu Luo use this thing before, he was still scratching his head when he saw him refine it and turn it into his own magic weapon.
"Nephew, be careful."
Xu Luo smiled.
The next moment, twelve figures appeared in front of him.
Six golden armors, six silver armors!
"Twelve Daoist puppets at the Spirit Refining level?"
Seeing these twelve figures, Mo Xun frowned.
Compared with Ce Ru and Ce Yuan before, Xu Luo gave him much more pressure.
He also quickly put away the contempt in his heart.
He intended to control the flying sword to attack Xu Luo's real body.
But Xu Luo was just leaning on the Ghost Gathering Banner, and the twelve generals took the initiative to pounce on him.
When attacking people, Mo Xun still had some concerns, so he held back. However, he did not have this problem when facing Taoist soldiers.
All I saw was the sword energy flying around on the long sword, as if it wanted to directly deal with the twelve puppets, then defeat Xu Luo and take away the plain cloud flag.
But when he thought and did so, his flying sword flew over, and the twelve generals used their weapons to resist, he found that it was not as easy to get rid of these puppets as he thought.
His flying sword came into contact with the divine general's weapon, but didn't even destroy it.
Instead, the twelve gods attacked him, forcing Mo Xun to flee in embarrassment.
Seeing this, Xu Luo lost interest.
Because he knew very well that Mo Xun had just started to cultivate his spirit and had not yet learned many of the sword techniques.
So at this time, facing myself, there is absolutely no chance of winning.
If Taoist Xuansu hadn't sent him a message, he wouldn't even want to go on stage.
Dimensionality reduction attack, there is no need to appear at all.
But there is no suitable candidate on the mountain right now, so I have to do it myself.
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