Refining Taoism and ascending to immortality

According to the rules of fighting on the Qingyu Terrace, the loser will be turned away by Mangmang and return to the small stone platform where he is, while the winner will stay where he is.

Meng Zixia won.

Zhou Qing stood quietly, his eyes like dark water, and his bottom was invisible.

This was not surprising.

This Meng Zixia of Zuoqiu Meng's family dared to go against the norm and show up at Qingyu Terrace with great fanfare, posing as a posture of competing for the true teachings. He must have his own confidence.

How could he start off badly and fail as soon as he came up?

Zhou Qing said nothing, and clusters of light burst out in his pupils, staring at Meng Zixia who won a game.

In the reflection of his eyes, around Meng Zixia, at some point, wisps of red air surged, like the bright light after the morning sun reflected on the morning glow, filled with a kind of high-spirited vitality, making people intoxicated.

Even if they were not close, they could still feel the charm of the red air, which seemed to have an incredible fragrance that permeated their mouths and noses.

But this air stopped above Meng Zixia and did not fall for a long time.

"Sure enough."

Zhou Qing saw this scene, and the light in his eyes became brighter, reflecting the red, and his face showed great interest.

In the fight on Qingyu Stage, if the young people who really want to challenge the true teachings fight, they will definitely be divided into high and low winners, which will affect the start of their competition for the true teachings.

But the winner takes all. After winning, not only can you become famous and have a good start, but you can also get the Jingwen auspicious air contained in Qingyu Stage.

"Jingwen auspicious air."

Zhou Qing looked at the red air in the air, and his eyes changed. This is a good thing, which helps to practice.

At this time, another sound was heard, like a bell, and a pure power surged from the two words "Qingyu" under Meng Zixia's feet. It only took a turn and entered his body. In less than two or three breaths, he had replenished the consumption of the fight just now.

Fighting on the Qingyu Stage does not allow round-robin battles.

Withdrawing his gaze from the suspended Jingwen Ruiqi, Zhou Qing thought about the fight between Meng Zixia and the white-clothed youth, and his thoughts kept turning.

Although he could not watch the fight with his own eyes, and did not know the details of the two people's fight, nor could he tell whether Meng Zixia was real or fake, he could still make a certain degree of inference through the length of time the fight ended.

After all, on the Qingyu Stage, to challenge someone standing on the Qingyu Stage, at least, the realm of cultivation must be at the same level as the other party. Meng Zixia is the second small realm of Qi Refining, and the white-clothed youth who challenged him is also at the realm of entering the acupoint.

The next challenger can be entering the acupoint or Mingqi, but he must not be in the realm of Condensing Soul or above.

"A fight between two cultivators who have entered the acupoint."

Zhou Qing thought about it and made a judgment. The time it took to end the fight seemed to be a little longer than that of an ordinary fight.

Two people are evenly matched?

Zhou Qing shook his head secretly. In his intuition, it would not be like this.

"Let's see."

Zhou Qing did not take action immediately, but continued to watch.

The people present were all smart people. Many of them calculated the time of the fight and determined that Meng Zixia was only slightly better and did not show a crushing attitude.

So soon, a small stone platform emitted light again, and countless precious colors rose, like butterflies in the sky, with vivid wings and whiskers.

The small stone platform approached the shore, and a heroic girl walked out from it. She had a fallen horse bun with a phoenix hairpin inserted diagonally on it. She had a pair of peach blossom eyes, but when her eyes turned, there was no charm, only a kind of coldness.

After the two met, there was nothing else to say, covered with smoke and clouds, colorful clouds, fighting on the big stone platform.

Zhou Qing watched and said nothing.

Until the strange phenomenon on the big stone platform disappeared, leaving only Meng Zixia standing there, and then Jingwen's auspicious energy came again, and it reunited with the first time, hanging in the air without falling.

The heroic woman who had just fought, like the young man in white, disappeared.

"Time."

Zhou Qing calculated the duration of the fight and frowned. This time, the fight lasted longer than the usual fight between two in-entry monks, and it was also longer than the last fight.

It was very tense again, evenly matched, and the gap could not be widened?

Zhou Qing had a vague idea that Meng Zixia was indeed bold enough to announce his appearance at Qingyutai.

After a while, the third person came on stage and fought with Meng Zixia.

The result was that Meng Zixia won again, and the fight lasted longer. It seemed that the opponent was stronger this time, and he won with great difficulty.

However, after three games, the big stone platform finally became quiet, with only smoke and clouds lingering, dancing like a cloud crane, and faint clear sounds.

On the one hand, there are quite a few people in the Zhenyi Sect who have the ambition to pass on the true teachings, but there are definitely not many who plan to use Meng Zixia as a stepping stone to appear. Now that three people have come on stage, it is almost the same.

On the other hand, the discerning people present also saw that Meng Zixia and the three people seemed to be evenly matched, and the situation was tense. There was something fishy going on.

Was Meng Zixia a little cunning and took control of the situation?

"Cunning, really cunning." The girl who was keen on watching the excitement was beaming in her own flying pavilion, saying: "Meng Zixia must have deliberately shown weakness to the enemy to attract more people to the stage."

In this way, winning a few more games will not only make his appearance more impressive and widely spread, but also gain more Jingwen Ruiqi.

However, to do so, not only must you be scheming and good at acting, but you also need to have much more strength than your opponent.

If your strength is not much higher, how can you grasp the measure so well?

"Meng Zixia is really well prepared."

Even the girl of fun had to admire Meng Zixia's whimsical ideas and his own tyrannical strength when she saw this.

Qingyutai, where an ordinary disciple of the sect who was striving for the true teaching appeared, was about to make him play out.

The girl of fun looked at the Qingyutai, which was quiet. Could it be that she came here just to see Meng Zixia's wisdom and win a lot?

She couldn't help but cast her eyes on a nearby small stone platform with a hint of expectation.

"It's time."

Zhou Qing waited for a while, and seeing that no one really appeared, he turned the true energy on his head and hit the small stone platform under him. The next moment, the small stone platform rose with dazzling water light, and the pearls and jade were raised, with a myriad of auras. It jumped out from the other small stone platforms and rushed straight to the big stone platform.

When he reached the big stone platform, Zhou Qing walked down, and his momentum continued to rise as he approached step by step.

When they arrived in front of Meng Zixia, Zhou Qing's eyes sparkled as he stared at him, emphasizing each word and saying, "Zhou Qing from the Luochuan Zhou family, I'm here to learn from you."

"I'm a descendant of the Luochuan Zhou family." Meng Zixia looked at Zhou Qing, smiling for the first time, and said, "I thought you wouldn't miss such a scene."

"Now it seems that I didn't wait in vain."