Chapter 367
After the Nirvana team completed a round of competition, A Feng and Gu Qingyuan followed closely, and the two stepped onto the ring one after the other.

In Mu Lan's original prediction, Ah Feng, as a player with no cultivation base, should be slightly inferior to Senior Brother Gu's performance, but the result was just the opposite.

Ah Feng is well versed in the Taoism of "Gou". After he tentatively played a few moves of Qiyunguan's swordsmanship, he found that he was incomparable with a well-cultivated opponent, so he imitated Lin Yiyi's appearance and used massive Fu Zhuan tortured the opponent so that life would be worse than death.

The final result is of course an easy victory. Mr. Lone Wolf Afeng walked off the ring without expression, but his opponent heaved a sigh of relief, feeling a sense of joy for the rest of his life.

Mu Lan looked at Ah Feng, who still had no obvious expression on the return line, and couldn't help but think that she thought that Ah Feng had practiced like Zhao Ziyu, but she didn't expect that after testing, he decisively chose the safest way to win. It seems that he is still that The Lone Wolf Chosen with a strong sense of purpose will never make extra actions that do not achieve the goal.

In another match, Gu Qingyuan's duel was much more difficult. He seemed to want to win by relying entirely on his own strength, but he had no choice but to fall short of his opponent's cultivation base. Cut off, very embarrassed.

In the hard coping, senior brother Gu Qingyuan finally gave up his perseverance at a certain moment, chose to join forces with Mu Lan and others, and opened the "cheat".

The situation was reversed in an instant. After defeating his opponent, he seemed unable to believe his eyes, and there was an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

In Qiyun Temple, he was very disdainful of what Lu Qinghan, Mu Lan and others were researching. Are these obscene gadgets the big killer that they say subverts the hidden spirit world?I really think it is absurd and funny. Doesn't this prove that the path of hard work of all monks is wrong?
But the scene after scene he experienced was extremely real. He saw Mu Lan use countless cloud explosion symbols to instantly kill his opponent, and experienced the same thing again, only then did he realize that he was wrong.

"Mass production?"

Gu Qingyuan vaguely remembered that the junior sister excitedly shouted in his ear, words such as sensation, change, etc.
"Senior Brother Gu, this is actually a kind of Tao." Mu Lan said softly.

"It's also a Tao that can soar above the sky." Zhao Ziyu added.

"Ascension of mortals?" Lin Yiyi's eyes widened, and her brain opened up, "Build a spaceship?"

"Almost." Mu Lan smiled, and then looked at the four rings that would automatically repair, which were shining brightly at this time. Penglai Xianzong was ahead of both of these two "Tao".

All members of Qiyun Guan won. This strange way of fighting caused quite a stir during the trial of Xianzong.

I don't know how long this "evil trend" can last, the big sect is proud of itself, but the panicked little sect began to discuss countermeasures, thinking about how to deal with it.

"This Qiyun Temple is also from Dongji Prefecture?" Meng Ben looked at Mu Lan and his group and asked the Zhenyuan Sect monk on the side.

"I remember the name."

The one who spoke was a young-looking monk. His black hair was mixed with silver threads, and his tone was indifferent. Judging from the way the two got along, they were elders of the Zhenyuan Sect who belonged to the same level.

"Realist Yuqing is the founder of Qiyun Temple, you should have heard of him."

"Oh." Meng Ben responded, "That legendary Taoist priest."

"Recently, an interesting incident happened in Sanqing Mountain."

"What about the destruction of Tianyin Pavilion?" Meng Ben asked back.

"No." The monk shook his head lightly, "much more interesting than that."

Something more interesting than the destruction of Tianyin Pavilion, the great sect in the north, aroused Meng Ben's curiosity.

"A batch of talismans and seals have been handed down from Changlongfang, and the price is surprisingly low." The monk looked at Meng Ben's inquiring expression, and emphasized: "It's as low as the price of the shoes you wear."

Meng Ben looked at his feet, and then he became surprised: "Is it really so cheap? Is it real?"

"Really, I have seen Zongmen disciples buy it."

"And" the monk looked at the position of Qiyun Temple and his group, his expression became thought-provoking, "The Bishui City where Changlongfang is located is not far from Sanqing Mountain, and this Qiyun Temple is located in Sanqing Mountain."

The competition on the first day was still going on, and Ye Lingyu, who had been paying attention to his opponents, also discovered the interesting sect of Qiyun Temple.

Ye Lingyu looked at the group of five people who were born on the other side, and two of them were talking and laughing women caught her attention, and she always felt that this scene was a bit familiar.

One of the women was quite active, her eyes were vivid, as if all the expressions were written on her face, giving people the feeling of no city.

The other woman is much more stable, her face is indifferent, she nods with a smile from time to time, although her appearance is mediocre, her expression reveals a sense of confidence, and there is always a feeling that she does not seem to be afraid of all the opponents here.

Ye Lingyu is a thoughtful person, and he will pay attention to the way people get along with each other. Hearing that this group of people are from Dongji Prefecture, he immediately put Mu Lan and his party who had been together in Yunfu Villa in the past. On Qiyunguan.

It turns out that the more they look, the more they look like each other, especially the way the three of them get along. People's micro-expressions and sense of distance are difficult to perform, and they will always reveal their true temperament unconsciously. Although they don't talk much, their way of getting along The harmony is incomparable, every look seems to have a tacit understanding, just like.
A partner who has experienced countless stories.

"Qiyun Temple?" Ye Lingyu murmured to himself. Such an ingenious way of winning might really be Mu Lan's handiwork.

"Are you paying attention to them too?" Ye Lingfeng heard his sister talking to himself, and said, "I've watched their matches. This fighting style is not impeccable."

"How do you say it?" Ye Lingyu laughed, she wanted to hear her brother's unique insights.

"Don't underestimate Yuxumen's sword control, the body protection of the sword is no less effective than a high-grade magic weapon." Ye Lingfeng said seriously: "Besides, I can kill them before they touch the ring."

"What about me?" Ye Lingyu waved his hand, "I don't have the cultivation level like yours."

"You have spiritual power!" Ye Lingfeng was puzzled, "Use suppression to prevent them from moving."

Ye Lingyu smiled and didn't continue. If Qiyun Guan is Mu Lan's team, they must have a way to evade the spiritual power as the chosen ones.

The first day of the big competition did not come to an end until the sky was getting dark, leaving 120 eight monks as winners on this day. They will continue to collide in the next competition until they approach the final one step by step. trial.

Some people are happy and some are worried. As a loser who regrets losing, he can only leave here in the next two days, return to the fairy mountain, and wait for the big ships returning to their respective states.

But fortunately, they still have one life left. In the first round of the big competition, many monks died tragically at the hands of their opponents. For this opportunity to join the Immortal Sect, everyone tried their best, like Zhao Ziyu and Shi Kong. "Peace is the most precious" is a minority.

Lin Yiyi and Zhao Ziyu were excitedly reviewing the details of the game, but Mu Lan, who had returned to the guest room to rest, was a little absent-minded, because Seggs didn't send back any news, and he seemed to have disappeared.

There is a mysterious connection between the demon and the host. Mu Lan can know what Seggs is thinking, but now it is invalid.

She kept calling the name of the abyssal demon in her heart, but she didn't reply for a long time, which made Mu Lan feel a little strange. What happened to Seggs?

(End of this chapter)

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