Start Ren Jiazhen: Six-year-old Tianshi

Maoshan.

At the suzerain hall halfway up the mountain.

Crowds of people stood everywhere, and some older monks were startled.

The gate of the Sovereign Hall.

Mao Xiaoyun had one hand behind his back, and the elder Maotai was standing beside him.

In front of them, Lin Jiusan knelt on the ground.

Kneeling a few meters away on the left are Xu Ming and a dozen inner disciples.

Lin Jiu's complexion has calmed down all the way from the Fa Chuanfa Hall to the Sovereign Hall.

Behind him, Qiu Sheng stared at the side with anger in his eyes.

The dozen or so disciples behind Xu Ming on the left also glared at Qiu Sheng.

If he didn't look like he was kneeling on the ground, the two sides would probably have started fighting.

"What do you guys think about this competition!"

Mao Xiaoyun was young, and his voice was elegant.

Just as Lin Jiu was about to speak, Xu Ming raised his head and cupped his fists.

"Teacher, Lin Jiusan is being rude and fierce, and all the inner disciples are filled with righteous indignation, whether it is because of the bad breath in their hearts, or for the face of the inner disciples..."

When Xu Ming mentioned the wave, the disciple behind him immediately shouted.

"Fight, we want to fight him!!!"

"I see that he is such a big tungsten rod that he can't rake it."

……

Mao Xiaoyun looked at the disciple who was filled with righteous indignation, and the corner of his mouth could not help but smile.

In the Dharma-ending period, the Daoist sect was dead silent, and it hadn't been so lively in many years.

"Lin Jiu, what about you?" Mao Xiaoyun looked at Lin Jiu with a smile.

"Teacher..." Lin Jiugang cupped his fists.

"Lin Jiu, are you afraid? If you are afraid, just say something." Xu Ming pointed at Lin Jiu.

After being interrupted twice, Lin Jiu couldn't help but turn dark, and Qiu Sheng stood up awkwardly behind him.

"Afraid of you?"

Qiu Sheng stared, spit on the ground, and pointed to the spit stars on the ground.

"Look if I'm afraid!"

"Hey, spit, right?" The disciples immediately stood up.

Seeing that it was about to become chaotic again, Lin Jiu still had a lot to say, but he had no choice but to speak out for the sake of the overall situation.

"Teacher, I have no objection!"

The smile on Mao Xiaoyun's face grew wider and he waved his hand.

Immediately all the disciples fell silent, and hurriedly knelt back.

Lin Jiu also gave Qiu Sheng a hand.

Qiu Sheng quickly knelt back, and when he knelt down, he stretched out his feet and wiped the saliva on the ground.

"Since the two of you have no opinion, how do you plan to compete?" Mao Xiaoyun continued to ask.

Xu Ming raised his hand again in a jerk, almost rushing to talk.

"Teacher, Lin Jiusan and others are aggressive, ignorant of etiquette, and arrogant and domineering..."

Lin Jiu immediately snorted angrily, and Qiu Sheng pointed at Xu Ming directly: "You scold me again!"

"Look at it, you are stubborn and irritable." Xu Ming immediately shouted at the head teacher.

Hearing the sound, Mao Xiaoyun glanced at Qiusheng, but Lin Jiu hurriedly held Qiusheng down in fright.

"Xu Ming, according to what you said, what should be done, so that winning or losing can be convincing." Mao Xiaoyun said.

Seeing the smile on Mao Xiaoyun's face, Xu Ming stood up and said, "Teacher, elder, and brothers and sisters, I think since it is a contest, we must pay attention to fairness and fairness in all aspects, so that everyone can be convinced. !"

Lin Jiu looked at Xu Ming in surprise.

He was almost ready for Xu Ming to be shameless.

Don't look at these people as inner disciples, they still practice Taoism to seek longevity.

But to say they were saints would be a joke.

Unexpectedly, Xu Ming just said the word "fairness" when he opened his mouth.

"Qiu Sheng, this old bastard seems to be a human being." Wen Cai whispered.

Although Wen Cai's voice is low, no one in the hall can hear it.

Xu Ming glared immediately: "Who are you calling a bastard!"

Qiu Sheng hurriedly protected Wen Cai.

Mao Xiaoyun saw that there was going to be a mess again, so he smiled and waved his hands.

"Elder Xu Ming, since you already have an idea, you can directly talk about how to compete."

Hearing the sound, Xu Ming immediately flicked his sleeves, clasped his fists and said.

"Teacher, that's how I think about it. No matter how rude and arrogant these three people are, we can't argue with country bumpkins, lest we appear stingy."

"Since it's a competition, it's natural that we, Maoshan, are competing!"

Lin Jiu said vigilantly: "Teacher, the one who competes with Qiu Sheng must be a disciple of the same generation."

There is something to be said in these words, of course, Xu Ming made a move on Qiusheng before.

Mao Xiaoyun immediately looked at Xu Ming when he heard the sound.

Xu Ming smiled disdainfully: "Lin Jiu, that's you. I'm narrow-minded, and everyone thinks I'm just like you."

"Teacher, those who compete with Qiu Sheng must be disciples of his same generation. I, Xu Ming and inner disciples still want this face!"

"Then which one of your inner disciples will you choose?" Mao Xiaoyun asked doubtfully.

He could see Qiusheng's background.

The foundation is solid, and there are some people who are dedicated to strengthening the foundation.

Obviously it was the uncle's hand.

Moreover, in Qiu Sheng's eyes, Dao Yun is the sign of getting started with the Golden Light Curse.

Everyone can learn the Golden Light Curse in Maoshan, but basically no one over forty should try to learn it.

This is a real old-fashioned kung fu, which must be honed by the state of mind and time.

Once you get started, it is also infinitely powerful.

So don't look at Qiu Sheng as an outer disciple.

But their talents and foundations are considered to be top-notch, and their strength is among the top ones among their peers.

If anyone is said to be able to overwhelm Qiu Sheng, it can only be the personal biography of the elder Tianshi!

Otherwise, the dozen or so disciples behind Xu Ming would not be enough to watch!
Xu Ming shook his sleeves, with a smile on his face, he clasped his fists and said.

"Maoshan's skills are divided into inner and outer sects. The outer sect cultivates talismans, mantras, and arrays. In addition to these, the inner sect disciples also need to practice dharma."

"The Chinese method is divided into techniques, exercises, and even the method of reciting to nourish the qi and brighten the mind, so compare these."

Xu Ming waved his hand, and eight disciples stood up behind him.

The eight disciples looked proud, and stared at Lin Jiusan with puffy eyes when they got up.

Mao Xiaoyun nodded subconsciously, which is fair.

At the side, Qiu Sheng was also looking at these seven or eight people, glanced at each of them and shook his head disdainfully.

"Then which one do you choose?" Mao Xiaoyun was also curious about Xu Ming's confidence.

None of the eight people who stood up was obviously Qiu Sheng's opponent.

"No, no!" Xu Ming hurriedly waved his hands.

"Headmaster, maybe you didn't understand what I mean. What I mean is like the spell array. Now, these three disciples are proficient in one school."

Xu Ming pointed at the three of them, and the three disciples stood up immediately, puffing out their chests.

"As for the techniques of the inner sect, promise, these two disciples are willing to help." Xu Ming pointed at the other two.

On the side, Lin Jiu's eyes widened.

"Xu Ming, are you shameless? You asked five disciples to compete with my apprentice alone?" Lin Jiu roared angrily.

Xu Ming grinned when he heard this: "Hey, you have to listen to what you have to say. If you don't listen, you can see clearly. Don't talk nonsense, why are there five people?"

"There are still three disciples here, obviously eight people!"

"These three disciples recite "Song of Righteous Qi", "Detailed Explanation of Yin and Yang" and "Record of Righteousness and Evil in the World" with your disciples."

Xu Ming said with a smug smile on his face.

The three disciples immediately puffed up their chests and said in a correct voice.

"Teacher, the three of us are very confident!"

"You!" Lin Jiu pointed at Xu Ming angrily and trembled.

Mao Xiaoyun was dumbfounded by Xu Ming's actions.

"You mean the eight disciples rushed up to deal with Qiusheng?" Mao Xiaoyun took a deep look at Xu Ming.

The inner sect disciple was challenged, and he could turn a blind eye to it if he wanted to do something.

After all, he is also a little selfish.

If the inner disciples lost, it would be ridiculous.

So it's not too much.

But if these eight people deal with one, and they have to swarm up, that's unreasonable.

Xu Ming also understood Mao Xiaoyun's eyes, and struggled a bit: "Then compare them one by one!"

It looked as if Xu Ming had made a huge concession.

The elder Maotai said: "Xu Ming, even if each item is compared separately, this..."

Turning his head and Mao Xiaoyun looked at each other, both of them couldn't laugh or cry.

"Then what are your last three disciples compared to?" Elder Moutai pointed at the last three.

"Recite."

Xu Ming flicked his sleeves neither humble nor overbearing, as if he was invincible without shame.

"Who says reading scriptures is not cultivating the Tao?"