Chapter 473 Isn't this the beginning of the drama?
Li Yanmo didn't want to put too much pressure on his apprentice, so he went to worry on his own after the gathering.
Zhuge Moer waved to Shen Ziqing mysteriously and told him his speculation.
After listening to this, Shen Ziqing raised his eyebrows, a little surprised, but not very surprised.
"Second Brother, have you thought of this too?"
"Not as comprehensive as you think, Junior Sister."
Shen Ziqing smiled and shook his head, Zhuge Moer looked suspicious, but he couldn't see any problem.
Zhuge Moer looked at Jian Xin helplessly, "Big Sister, what do you think?"
"...I know a thing or two," Jian Xin said, without looking away, "Have you thought about how to force the Ghost Sect and the Immortal Palace to overturn the table? They have been preparing for so long, it won't be so easy to break through their defenses and reveal their flaws."
"Big sister, just leave the matter to us," Shen Ziqing bowed respectfully, "but before that, we still need to observe. If we want to build a prison gate in the Taoist sect, it is not enough to rely on super sects. It is not only super sects that can benefit from rankings."
"However, there is one thing that can be arranged first."
Shen Ziqing raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and looked at Cheng Yuejie who was trying her best to reduce her presence with a smile.
Cheng Yuejie, who noticed Shen Ziqing's gaze, trembled slightly and lowered her head.
"Sister Cheng, I need to ask you for something."
Cheng Yuejie's head suddenly shook like a rattle.
She is not a fool. What were Shen Ziqing and Zhuge Moer talking about just now?
How to put pressure on the ten super sects that want to build prison gates, so that these super sects can break through their defenses and overturn the table.
Shen Ziqing's previous sentence was that there was one thing that could be arranged first, and his next sentence was that Sister Cheng would start. Cheng Yuejie really didn't dare to think about what the great immortal Shen Ziqing wanted her to do.
Shen Ziqing smiled, as if he didn't see Cheng Yuejie shaking her head, and continued, "Sister Cheng, that's not a difficult task. You just need to nod a few times, frown a few times, and give a few compliments when appropriate."
Cheng Yuejie's heart skipped a beat. After a brief silence, she raised her hand and said cautiously, "Well, could it be that he nodded when the disciples of those super sects of Ghost Sect were in an advantageous position, and frowned when they were defeated? In short, he wanted those super sects of Ghost Sect and even the Immortal Palace in the dark to think that the Tianxu Tower behind Jianmen was very optimistic about the Prison Gate."
"As expected of Sister Cheng," Shen Ziqing bowed respectfully, "You are worthy of the title of the Master of Jianmen. Thank you for your help."
At this time, Zhuge Moer added, "Sister Cheng, remember to be more indifferent to the Qingshen Sect. The Immortal Palace secretly destroyed many of the ancient caves in Tianxu Tower and framed our allies for this incident in an attempt to alienate us."
"We have to make the Immortal Palace feel that their plan was successful."
"Is that so...but I don't think I can act well," Cheng Yuejie said with a bitter face.
She naturally understood the strategy of arrogant soldiers, but the problem was that she was not a good actress, and being able to play the role of the Lord of Jianmen was already her limit.
Let her deliberately distance herself from Emperor Shenzong or something...
I can't get into the play!
"Please! A sword from Qingyue Sword Master!"
With a loud roar from Gu Ruochen, the cloud was split into two. Gu Ruochen's opponent subconsciously covered his head with both hands and fully opened his defense, but he did not feel any terrible impact. Instead, a breeze blew on his face, causing him to loosen his fists involuntarily.
A cry of surprise was heard, and Gu Ruochen's opponent suddenly came back to his senses and looked down.
There was a huge sword mark on the ground, and he was standing in the sword mark.
Although he was unharmed, he did not feel that he had withstood the blow.
It only determines victory or defeat, not life or death.
Gu Ruochen's opponent stood in awe, bowed respectfully to Gu Ruochen, and then bowed in the direction of Cheng Yuejie.
Who is this Qingyue Sword Master referring to? Those who understand will know.
It must be the master of Jianmen, Cheng Yuejie, the one with invincible sword power!
The respectful looks from all around made Cheng Yuejie feel slightly broken.
Li Yanmo, who was standing in the dark, silently covered his eyes, unable to bear to watch such a cruel scene.
At this moment, a loud noise was heard from the arena. The dark wood tore through the smoke and grew wildly. A figure wrapped in smoke flew out of the arena and hit the wall heavily. The jumping flames around him gradually dissipated.
The outcome of this match caused an uproar, with one person even standing up and shouting, "How is this possible?"
Li Yanmo raised his eyebrows.
The location where that person was located was in the area of a first-rate sect, and the sect’s flag was a field of sparks.
Shen Ziqing, who was following Li Yanmo, recalled for a moment and replied, "Master, that man is an elder of the first-rate Huorong Sect. The one who was just on the field was their number one Jindan Stage player, and his opponent was..."
Shen Ziqing's brows gradually raised.
"A Jindan-stage genius from the second-rate Mumao Sect?"
Shen Ziqing's tone was a little hesitant.
His memory was limited, and it was impossible for him to remember all the information about the millions of Taoist sects, so he made some choices to ensure that he had a basic understanding of the sects that would appear in the Taoist competition.
"What's wrong?"
"...Master, these two are both in the late Jindan stage, but the Huorong Sect's Tianjiao is truly the Huorong Sect's number one Jindan stage cultivator. He has repeatedly defeated Yuanying stage cultivators from the same first-rate sects by leaps and bounds. Jindan disciples from ordinary super sects are simply no match for him. Only Tianjiao from super sects can suppress him. His talent has even alarmed the elders of the Tianhuo Sect."
"On the other hand, the genius of the Mumao Sect...his talent is rare even in a second-rate sect, but his true level is probably only at the level of an inner disciple of a first-rate sect. Occasionally, there are rumors that he has challenged the Nascent Soul Stage without losing."
"Furthermore, the Huorong Sect's tradition is very restraining to the Mumao Sect. Even if the realm and qualifications are exactly the same, it is difficult for the Mumao Sect's tradition to defeat the Huorong Sect."
After listening to Shen Ziqing's explanation, Li Yanmo finally understood why the result of this fight caused such a big uproar.
Li Yanmo's gaze returned to the ring.
As the genius of the Mu Mao Sect left, the dark tree gradually withered and disintegrated.
"Nuyao, Mumei, can you see the problem?"
While the ghost tree had not completely disappeared, Li Yanmo immediately asked the two immortal souls in the foundation-building platform.
These two people might not necessarily be able to see anything, but if he didn't ask, they would definitely be like NPCs, busy with their own things, without making any sound.
Li Yanmo once reflected on whether he should treat these two people as heroines and chat with them more often, so that they can have a stronger sense of presence, talk actively, and sometimes give him some small scientific knowledge when they have nothing to do.
When Li Yanmo asked this, Nuyao, who was still studying Dayu's Taoist Yuanying, looked up and actually found some problems.
"This tree... is not right. The tradition has been polluted."
(End of this chapter)
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