Big dreamer

Chapter 1066 Opening

"The Pure Yang Sword Technique is only the foundation for sword control. The method of raising and sharpening a sword is also indispensable. If you want the Pure Yang Sword Embryo to exert a stronger combat power, you also need to use the Chunyang Sword Technique that is most suitable for it." Chen Shiyuan Seeing Shen Luo's expression change slightly, he continued with a smile.

"I want to know why you don't send Xiao Maoshan disciples in?" Shen Luo said bluntly. .

"You may not believe it when I tell you. Among the disciples of Xiao Maoshan's generation, except for a few direct descendants of the elders of the Patriarch Hall, there is not a single Mahayana monk. However, the guy from Shouyang Mountain is already in the middle stage of Mahayana, and he is still practicing the weird blood-burning technique. Technique..." Chen Shiyuan looked a little embarrassed.

"If the direct descendants of Xiao Maoshan have such virtues, no wonder they will be overshadowed by Shouyang Mountain." Hearing this, Shen Luo sneered in his heart.

To put it bluntly, it was Xiao Maoshan's direct descendant that life was precious and could not be risked in a fight with others. However, his sinking was just a cheap life, so of course he was not afraid of losing the bet.

"Of course, the main reason is that Shen Daoyou has profound cultivation and sufficient experience against enemies." Chen Shiyuan added.

"What are the consequences? How to ensure that I will not be retaliated by Shouyang Mountain?" Shen Luo asked.

"You can rest assured of this. Participants in the Three Realms Martial Arts Association are responsible for their own lives and deaths. No one is allowed to hold them accountable afterwards, either overtly or covertly. Otherwise, they will face joint sanctions from humans, immortals, demons and other races." Chen Shiyuan said.

"I will consider it." Shen Luo said after pondering for a long time.

"Shen...Okay." Chen Shiyuan originally wanted to persuade him again, but after a moment of hesitation, he gave up.

Shen Luo didn't say anything more and stood up to leave.

"Fellow Daoist Shen, to show your sincerity and to express my apology, please accept this Pure Yang Burning Sword." Chen Shiyuan hurriedly raised his hand and took out something and handed it to Shen Luo.

Pure Yang Sword Style?

"Thank you very much." Shen Luo's heart moved slightly, and he continued without refusing.

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A few days later, the streets in Chang'an City were deserted, and the square in front of the Tang Palace was filled with people.

In order to prepare for this Three Realms Martial Arts Tournament, the Tang Dynasty court demolished a large building outside the west gate of the imperial palace and expanded the original Suzaku Square ten times, turning it into a huge venue that could accommodate 100,000 people to watch the ceremony at the same time.

In the center of the venue, a three-foot martial arts stage was built, covering an area of ​​thirty-three feet. Behind it stood a nine-foot-high platform near the city gate, with a row of vacant seats on it.

Outside the martial arts stage, an area is divided into a fan shape. The area in the front is reserved for some sects watching the battle, while the area in the back is for ordinary people to watch.

As the morning bell rang, enthusiastic shouts rang out from around the venue. On the road dividing the viewing area, many monks rushed over one after another and took their seats in the front area.

Shen Luo also followed the flow of people to the martial arts stage, but stood under the stage and did not immediately go on stage.

There were many people like him, and they all stayed in the audience.

Shen Luo looked along the side of the stone platform and saw nine other human monks lined up beside him, each with different expressions and obviously different moods.

Next to him was a white-haired old man who looked to be in his seventies. The aura on his body was not strong or weak for the time being. When he saw Shen Luo looking at him, he immediately showed a kind smile, and there were many wrinkles on his face. Then it relaxed a lot.

Shen Luo simply smiled back and looked past him to the position beside the old man that separated the two people. There stood a tall young man in black robes with a leather arm armor attached to his right arm.

His face was solemn, his eyebrows were flying sideways, his arms were folded, and his eyelids were lightly closed. At this moment, he was concentrating with his eyes closed, but his body was like a willow dancing in the wind, swaying slightly back and forth.

"This Huang Yi seems to know some breathing techniques. He practices it whenever he stops and goes. It's obvious at a glance that he is a diligent and hardworking person." Shen Luo saw this and couldn't help but be slightly surprised.

This kind of person often has a calm personality and strong magical power, and is not easy to deal with.

After watching for a while, Shen Luo's gaze shifted slightly, but he met another person beside Huang Yi.

It was a round-faced young man dressed in rich clothes and a jade crown. His eyes were surprisingly big, and he looked a bit childish. However, his eyes were flickering as he looked at Shen Luo, and there was a hint of ill-intention in his eyes.

This person is Zhao Tong, the direct disciple of the elder of Shouyang Mountain Law Enforcement Hall.

Shen Luo's heart moved slightly. Is this guy probably getting the news and knowing that Xiao Maoshan asked him to deal with him?

If this is the case, what was originally a low-risk surprise attack has turned into a formidable battle that was prepared for. Shen Luo had not planned to do it with all his strength, and now he was even considering giving up.

As for the Chunyang Burning Sword style he got, Chen Shiyuan said it himself, it was a sign of sincerity and apology, not a deposit, so it was up to me whether I would do it or not.

When Shen Luo was thinking about this, he suddenly noticed that there were eyes looking at him. When he turned around to look, he found a burly tiger-headed monster directly opposite the martial arts stage, waving to him.

"Come from Fudong..."

Shen Luo immediately remembered the name of the tiger-headed monster, and then he hugged his fists.

"Why did he also participate in the Three Realms Martial Arts Association?" Shen Luo was confused. After all, Lu Huaming had said before that this guy preferred to be a clerical official who organized documents rather than fighting and killing.

He shifted his gaze and looked around. He saw Fu Donglai standing next to him. Except for a woman with a voluptuous figure and wearing a close-fitting black skirt, the other demons were all male. They were all tall and evil. exposed.

Putting aside the prejudiced thoughts that those who are not from my race must be different, Shen Luo's impression of the demons was really not good. After looking at them for a while, he moved his eyes away and looked at the immortals on the other side.

Among the immortals, there are more women, accounting for more than half. One of them has a flying fairy bun and a colorful palace dress. Just like the fairy in the moon palace.

Even if he is among a group of immortal disciples who are all good in appearance and appearance, he can still catch everyone's eyes at a glance.

The woman sensed Shen Luo's probing gaze, and instead of feeling angry because of the abruptness, she responded with a gentle smile, which made Shen Luo feel a little embarrassed.

Opposite the Fairy Clan are a group of Monster Clan. Nine out of ten of them are men. There is only one woman with slight hair visible on her face and a long furry tail trailing behind her. She looks like a A civet cat demon.

The woman's gaze has been fixed on a slender and handsome man next to her. This man is wearing light aqua armor and a high jade crown. His long purple-blue hair is neatly combed, but there are some white hairs on the temples. He only had long pointed ears and stood upright, his eyes were staring at the void in front of him indifferently, and he never even glanced at the woman beside him.

"These people are probably the guys from all races who shoulder the mission of winning the championship." Shen Luo thought to himself.

Previously, Lu Huaming and Bai Xiaotian had obtained a lot of gossip for him through various channels, so Shen Luo could name these geniuses from various races who had high hopes.

Among them, the fairy in colorful clothes from the Immortal Clan is named "Ji Yao" and comes from the Heavenly Palace, while the light-armored man from the Demon Clan is from the Demon King's Village and has a murderous name called "Seven Kills".

And that civet cat demon who only has seven kills in his eyes is called "Huali".