The Secret History of Demon Emperor Blasphemy
Chapter 56 "Bedding"
Half of the site where Jianmen, Wanfa Pavilion, and Bodhi Temple are located was completely silent.
Both elders and disciples looked at the scene inside the Sumeru Bell in the center of the venue with slightly frozen eyes in surprise.
"He really... advanced to the final round."
I don't know which disciple among the three sects murmured, his voice was still a little dull as if he couldn't recover.
But none of the disciples of the three sects laughed at him. They all couldn't hide their shock and looked at the man who left the Xumi bell mask and walked back to the Tanzong venue with a calm expression.
——Before the start of the second round of the budding competition, all of them did not believe that the disciple of Han Qiongfeng had the strength to fight against them—after all, the three major sects brought them to participate in the first competition. Among the disciples of the four-door competition, no matter which one they take out, they are all among the top existences in each realm of their own sect, and their cultivation bases have reached the peak of their respective realms without exception.How could he be defeated by a disciple of the Spirit Seed Realm?
However, right now in front of them, the disciple who only has the Spirit Seed Realm has won four rounds in a row and has come to the last round. He only needs to defeat that disciple again to be able to overwhelm all the four disciples of the Germination Realm and get This second round will compare to the laurels.
And before that, he didn't even call out his own spiritual seed.
For a while, the arena was so quiet that a needle could be heard, even the elder Jianzong Taishang, who was the oldest in the arena, looked at Yun Qi who was walking back in amazement.
"Contemporary genius..."
The Supreme Elder looked at it for a long while, and finally shook his head, half sighing and half regretting, falling back into sight.
The holy son of Wanfa Pavilion and the eminent monk of Bodhi Temple, who are also bystanders, are very clear about what the Supreme Elder of Jianmen is regretting—meeting such an amazing, talented, and talented junior, he can no longer be included in the door. No matter how greedy they are, they can only stare at it—for them, this is not just a pity, but a twitching heartache.
Leng Tianqing, who knew the truth better, thought about Yun Qi's divine talent that had amazed him before, and couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, holding his fan and looking at Su Ye Zi sadly.
Su Yezi was probably the only one in the Tan sect who didn't have a good face at this time.
Seeing Yun Qi walking in front of him, Su Yezi raised his eyes, his eyes were cold like ice: "Did you mobilize your soul just now?"
Knowing early in the morning that he couldn't hide it, Yun Qi stood still, "I'm not injured, Master."
Hearing this, Su Zizi slammed the table, and the teacup next to his hand jumped half an inch before falling back.The disciples of all sects were startled by this movement, and the four elders guarding the peak and the suzerain of the Tan Sect secretly reminded them via sound transmission, but Su Zizi only looked at Yun Qi's direction without paying any attention to the sound from the corner of his eye. The thread also cooled down——
"Don't you just like to play tricks and become a teacher?!"
Yun Qi didn't answer, his gaze was falling on the back of Su Yezi's hand slapping the table.
The hot tea was splashed on it, and the porcelain-white skin slowly turned red.
Before Su Yezi knocked his calf in Yu'an City, Yun Qi found that Su Yezi's body seemed to be extremely vulnerable to injury, and sometimes it made him feel like an ordinary person.And at this moment, the slender back of his hand, which was getting redder and redder, further verified his conjecture.
Yun Qi's expression was a bit ugly, he frowned and took a step forward, with a breath in his palm, he took out a healing spiritual herb from the black ring.Then he mobilized the power of his true essence, crushed the spirit grass in his hand, and carefully applied it on the back of Su Yezi's hand.
"You..." Su Zizi was taken aback by Yun Qi's sudden movement, and when he came back to his senses, he was bathed in the strange attention of everyone, he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, and finally he simply pulled his hand back.
Having anticipated Su Yezi's actions, Yun Qi stretched out his right hand and held it down.With his left hand, he tore off a piece of white cloth from the sleeve of his right arm. He raised Su Yezi's wrist, and while the juice of the spirit grass was still wet, he gently wrapped Su Yezi a few times, and then tied a knot.
After doing all these movements, Yun Qi finally raised his eyes, and from a distance of only a few feet, two star-like pupils fixedly reflected Su Yezi's figure for a long time.It took a while for him to have a voice: "Master always blames me, why don't you love yourself more?"
The deep voice and the slightly cold tone without the slightest smile made everyone understand the displeasure revealed in his words.
Immersed in the strange and inexplicably harmonious scene before, unable to get out of the mind for a long time, the elders and disciples of the four sects in the field were a little dazed: look at the strange relationship between taking care of and being taken care of - who is the master and who is the apprentice?
At this moment, Su Yezi came to his senses, and immediately pulled back his palm that was wrapped in a thin cloth.His good boy's dark pupils, which were so dark that they seemed to be invisible, were too close, which made him cough uncomfortably, and then lightly reprimanded: "Don't change the subject!"
Yun Qi pursed his lips, and stood up again: "The next round will not call the soul, please rest assured, master."
"That's what you said." Su Yezi's attention immediately fell back, "If you call the spirit again in the next round, I will immediately admit defeat on your behalf."
Yun Qi hesitated when he heard the words, and transmitted a few words to Su Zizi.
After a while, Su Yezi's eyes flickered with suspicion, and then he seemed to be stunned for a while before he nodded hesitantly.
Seeing Su Yezi's rare ignorance as if he had just woken up, Yun Qi endured it for a while before suppressing the urge to do something unwise.
Just when the bell of the last round rang in the center of the field, Yun Qi turned around and walked to the center of the field, and escaped into the light shield of the Sumeru Bell again.
And his last opponent, a disciple of Wanfa Pavilion, stood a few meters away from him with a slightly dignified expression.
Seeing Yun Qi stepping in, the Wanfa Pavilion disciple who was unable to see the scene outside the venue because of the cover of the Sumeru bell said half-jokingly: "After waiting for so long, I thought Fellow Daoist Yun Qi was resigned. I agree."
Yun Qi didn't speak.
He had heard other disciples exchanging opinions before, saying that this person would most likely become the next Holy Son of the Wanfa Pavilion, and that he could not find a rival in his peers in strength, but he often had an arrogant appearance of "I am the best in the world", which made his fellow disciples I don't like it very much either.
At this time, we met head-on, and the other party seemed to have restrained a lot of arrogance because of the previous rounds.
"I have to admit that your talent is no less than that of anyone present." The disciple of Wanfa Pavilion raised his chin, "It can even be said that you are the most capable person of your generation I have ever seen. It's a pity , your current cultivation level is still too low - when you meet those who are not good at cultivation, you can probably win the battle; since you have met me, it is unfortunate, the miracle you created can only go so far."
"Those who are not good at cultivation" successfully stabilized the hatred value of most of the disciples present. Even Leng Tianqing, who was sitting directly in front of Wanfa Pavilion, couldn't help but knocked on the folding fan in his hand and laughed helplessly: "What a call!" You little guy with a headache." He raised his gaze and landed on Su Yezi, "Elder Su, Dong Gui is a disciple who was recruited a few years ago. He is extremely talented, so he was spoiled by the court, and his temper is too strong. Straightforward, speaking is the same. If there is anything wrong, please don't blame you and nephew Yunqi."
"A bit of talent is enough to be so proud." Su Yezi curled the corners of her lips and looked back, "Then if it were my good boy's talent and my temperament, I think Han Qiongfeng's elder position should be handed over to me." It's annoying."
"Young people." Leng Tianqing didn't want to be outdone, "There should be some youthful arrogance."
"That's right."
Su Yezi nodded with a face full of approval, and before Leng Tianqing wondered that he was subdued, he continued with a smile, "So today, let my good boy help you to dampen his arrogance and help him grow up. For a moment—don’t be too moved, you and I are old friends, and this is what it should be.”
Leng Tianqing kept smiling: "It seems that even if Senior Nephew Yun Qi is not allowed to mobilize his soul, Elder Su still has high expectations of him."
"Hmm... How about we make a bet?" Su Yezi pointed to the two people who had already started to compete in the Sumeru Bell.
Leng Tianqing was silent for a few seconds, then nodded happily: "Okay."
Su Yezi's eyes narrowed, and he smiled lazily: "If you lose in Wanfa Pavilion this time, Lord Shengzi will give me a magic weapon for my obedient disciple - the rank cannot be lowered."
"No problem." Leng Tianqing agreed resolutely, "Then what if you lose this match?"
Su Yezi blinked innocently: "How is that possible?"
"..."
Even Leng Tianqing, who is familiar with Su Yezi's temperament, couldn't help but choked for a moment, and he almost couldn't hold back the smile on his face. After adjusting for a while, he spoke again, "Elder Su, if you say that, then there's nothing to bet on."
"Okay, okay." Su Yezi said "I don't care about you", raised his chin and thought for a while, "Then let's bet on a magic weapon."
Leng Tianqing: "It's a deal."
Not long after Leng Tianqing's words fell, Yunqi, who was gradually falling in the Xumi clock, suddenly stood still and closed his eyes. At the same time, he raised his hands in front of him, his fingers interlaced back and forth quickly, and the breath was visible to the naked eye. The waves spread between his fingers.
Before everyone and Dong Gui in Xumi Bell could react, a circular seal with extremely complicated strokes and a simple atmosphere flew out of his palm and suddenly expanded.
Immediately afterwards, the mask formed by the entire Sumeru bell shook, and the seal formed by Yun Qi disappeared.
There was silence in the air, as if nothing had happened.
"Bloody?" Someone couldn't help but whisper.
"No." Elder Xu Yang, who was sitting upright in the Tanzong venue, grasped the armrest of the seat at some point, leaned forward with a solemn expression.His gaze was fixed on the mask of Xumi Bell. "Just now, the aura in the Sumeru Bell surged so violently in an instant that something almost went wrong—it was definitely not just a superficial appearance....It's just that the inner aura has been covered by the Sumeru Bell at this time, making it impossible to detect."
Some disciples exclaimed: "Look at Dong Gui!"
Everyone's gazes followed, and they saw that Dong Gui, who had looked confident just now, now had a face of fear, and the long sword in his hand was flailing wildly around his body, with an extremely ferocious expression, as if he was insane.But there was clearly no danger around him, and Yun Qi, who was on the other side of the competition, stood more than ten feet away, watching the other party's "performance" indifferently.
Seeing this weird scene, everyone couldn't help but get a little hairy.
Until the Supreme Elder of Jianzong put away all the smiles on his face, his squinted eyes opened, and the light in his eyes shook:
"...It's an illusion."
As soon as this remark came out, even the leading elders of the four sects couldn't help but change their expressions.
Elder Chanjuan, who was sitting in Tanzong's seat, was the first to react: "Don't judge the direction, don't borrow the formation, don't use the magic weapon - build an illusion in a short period of time with your own power - how is this possible!? At least in the history of the two domains, it has never been possible. There was such a record..." She muttered a few more words, then suddenly turned to Su Yezi, the only one in the field who looked calm, "How did Yun Qi do it?!"
Everyone in the room looked over—everyone of them was eager to know the answer to this question.
"Don't look at me, I just found out - I didn't teach it." Su Zizi returned confidently, and then looked back at Xumi Clock with some interest. "I only know that some people's talents are used to make others despair."
Others turned their gazes back in disappointment, but none of Tanzong believed that Su Yezi didn't know.
Su Zizi also knew about it—before Yun Qi went on stage, what he heard through voice transmission from his spiritual consciousness was the magic of the wood-type fetish, the illusion, which he had learned from the spirit crystal of the exquisite god tree.
Nowadays, people in the world don't know that these five kinds of spiritual objects have such an amazing inheritance of natal spells, and Yun Qi's goal is here, so it is naturally impossible for Su Yezi to reveal the truth, so as to increase competitors for the subsequent competition for spiritual objects .
Just when everyone in the arena was in a state of turmoil, the mask of Sumeru Bell vibrated and opened.Yun Qi walked in front, and Dong Gui, who was exhausted and unconscious behind him, was lifted out with his real energy.
Sending Dong Gui to the Wanfa Pavilion, Yun Qi said from the air, "The cultivation of the soul is not hindered, and there is no damage, but it needs to rest for a few days." Beside the chair, he stood there quietly with his eyes down.
The presiding elder who had been dazed for a long time at the side of the venue finally came back to his senses, and announced Yun Qi's victory in a dumb voice.
Yun Qi's astonishing performance also made the third round of the Leaf Boundary Contest, which was originally the grand finale, a bit boring in the eyes of everyone.
When the three rounds of competition were officially over, Su Yezi, who was in a good mood, asked Du Shuiqing and Song Qingyu to wait aside, and then took Yunqi to Wanfa Pavilion to ask Leng Tianqing for a bet.
"How is it?" Su Zizi looked at Leng Tianqing with a smug smile. "Has Master Shengzi also grown a lot? - Should the agreed bet be taken out?"
"..." Su Zizi's smug expression made his teeth itch even for the disciples of Wanfa Pavilion, but Leng Tianqing, who was the leader, smiled angrily, with a teasing look in his eyes, and followed him closely. There was a flash of golden light, "—Okay, the magic weapon of the bet, Elder Su is sure to take it."
The distance between the two was extremely close, Su Yezi instinctively raised his hand to pick it up, and when he realized that the golden magic weapon had been activated, it was too late to react.
On the other hand, Yun Qi who was standing beside Su Ye Zi had a keen sense of mind, and he noticed the fluctuation of the breath as soon as the magic weapon left Leng Tianqing's palm, but he was trapped by his cultivation, even though he reacted first, he was only with Su The leaves touched the golden magic weapon at the same time.
Hearing a "click" in the ear, the brilliance in front of his eyes disappeared, and the master and apprentice looked down at the same time——
I saw two shiny golden metal rings, which firmly wrapped the wrists of the two people, and then locked them together.
At the same time, Leng Tianqing clapped his hands and laughed after being startled unexpectedly:
"Lock the golden ring. It is restricted for one hour, and it will be automatically unlocked after one hour—unless it is forcibly destroyed, there is no solution."
Then, Leng Tianqing added with a smile: "Although I just sent it out, but Elder Su is generous, if I smash it right away, I won't mind."
After finishing speaking, Leng Tianqing walked away swaggeringly with the disciples of Wanfa Pavilion.
The remaining master and apprentice stood in the empty Wanfa Pavilion and stared blankly at the firmly locked hands.
"...Good boy." After a long while, Su Zizi raised his head and looked at Yun Qi with innocent eyes, "Just pretend you never received this magic weapon, okay?"
Yun Qi looked down at the golden lock ring for a while, then raised his lips and smiled:
"not good."
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Both elders and disciples looked at the scene inside the Sumeru Bell in the center of the venue with slightly frozen eyes in surprise.
"He really... advanced to the final round."
I don't know which disciple among the three sects murmured, his voice was still a little dull as if he couldn't recover.
But none of the disciples of the three sects laughed at him. They all couldn't hide their shock and looked at the man who left the Xumi bell mask and walked back to the Tanzong venue with a calm expression.
——Before the start of the second round of the budding competition, all of them did not believe that the disciple of Han Qiongfeng had the strength to fight against them—after all, the three major sects brought them to participate in the first competition. Among the disciples of the four-door competition, no matter which one they take out, they are all among the top existences in each realm of their own sect, and their cultivation bases have reached the peak of their respective realms without exception.How could he be defeated by a disciple of the Spirit Seed Realm?
However, right now in front of them, the disciple who only has the Spirit Seed Realm has won four rounds in a row and has come to the last round. He only needs to defeat that disciple again to be able to overwhelm all the four disciples of the Germination Realm and get This second round will compare to the laurels.
And before that, he didn't even call out his own spiritual seed.
For a while, the arena was so quiet that a needle could be heard, even the elder Jianzong Taishang, who was the oldest in the arena, looked at Yun Qi who was walking back in amazement.
"Contemporary genius..."
The Supreme Elder looked at it for a long while, and finally shook his head, half sighing and half regretting, falling back into sight.
The holy son of Wanfa Pavilion and the eminent monk of Bodhi Temple, who are also bystanders, are very clear about what the Supreme Elder of Jianmen is regretting—meeting such an amazing, talented, and talented junior, he can no longer be included in the door. No matter how greedy they are, they can only stare at it—for them, this is not just a pity, but a twitching heartache.
Leng Tianqing, who knew the truth better, thought about Yun Qi's divine talent that had amazed him before, and couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth, holding his fan and looking at Su Ye Zi sadly.
Su Yezi was probably the only one in the Tan sect who didn't have a good face at this time.
Seeing Yun Qi walking in front of him, Su Yezi raised his eyes, his eyes were cold like ice: "Did you mobilize your soul just now?"
Knowing early in the morning that he couldn't hide it, Yun Qi stood still, "I'm not injured, Master."
Hearing this, Su Zizi slammed the table, and the teacup next to his hand jumped half an inch before falling back.The disciples of all sects were startled by this movement, and the four elders guarding the peak and the suzerain of the Tan Sect secretly reminded them via sound transmission, but Su Zizi only looked at Yun Qi's direction without paying any attention to the sound from the corner of his eye. The thread also cooled down——
"Don't you just like to play tricks and become a teacher?!"
Yun Qi didn't answer, his gaze was falling on the back of Su Yezi's hand slapping the table.
The hot tea was splashed on it, and the porcelain-white skin slowly turned red.
Before Su Yezi knocked his calf in Yu'an City, Yun Qi found that Su Yezi's body seemed to be extremely vulnerable to injury, and sometimes it made him feel like an ordinary person.And at this moment, the slender back of his hand, which was getting redder and redder, further verified his conjecture.
Yun Qi's expression was a bit ugly, he frowned and took a step forward, with a breath in his palm, he took out a healing spiritual herb from the black ring.Then he mobilized the power of his true essence, crushed the spirit grass in his hand, and carefully applied it on the back of Su Yezi's hand.
"You..." Su Zizi was taken aback by Yun Qi's sudden movement, and when he came back to his senses, he was bathed in the strange attention of everyone, he opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, and finally he simply pulled his hand back.
Having anticipated Su Yezi's actions, Yun Qi stretched out his right hand and held it down.With his left hand, he tore off a piece of white cloth from the sleeve of his right arm. He raised Su Yezi's wrist, and while the juice of the spirit grass was still wet, he gently wrapped Su Yezi a few times, and then tied a knot.
After doing all these movements, Yun Qi finally raised his eyes, and from a distance of only a few feet, two star-like pupils fixedly reflected Su Yezi's figure for a long time.It took a while for him to have a voice: "Master always blames me, why don't you love yourself more?"
The deep voice and the slightly cold tone without the slightest smile made everyone understand the displeasure revealed in his words.
Immersed in the strange and inexplicably harmonious scene before, unable to get out of the mind for a long time, the elders and disciples of the four sects in the field were a little dazed: look at the strange relationship between taking care of and being taken care of - who is the master and who is the apprentice?
At this moment, Su Yezi came to his senses, and immediately pulled back his palm that was wrapped in a thin cloth.His good boy's dark pupils, which were so dark that they seemed to be invisible, were too close, which made him cough uncomfortably, and then lightly reprimanded: "Don't change the subject!"
Yun Qi pursed his lips, and stood up again: "The next round will not call the soul, please rest assured, master."
"That's what you said." Su Yezi's attention immediately fell back, "If you call the spirit again in the next round, I will immediately admit defeat on your behalf."
Yun Qi hesitated when he heard the words, and transmitted a few words to Su Zizi.
After a while, Su Yezi's eyes flickered with suspicion, and then he seemed to be stunned for a while before he nodded hesitantly.
Seeing Su Yezi's rare ignorance as if he had just woken up, Yun Qi endured it for a while before suppressing the urge to do something unwise.
Just when the bell of the last round rang in the center of the field, Yun Qi turned around and walked to the center of the field, and escaped into the light shield of the Sumeru Bell again.
And his last opponent, a disciple of Wanfa Pavilion, stood a few meters away from him with a slightly dignified expression.
Seeing Yun Qi stepping in, the Wanfa Pavilion disciple who was unable to see the scene outside the venue because of the cover of the Sumeru bell said half-jokingly: "After waiting for so long, I thought Fellow Daoist Yun Qi was resigned. I agree."
Yun Qi didn't speak.
He had heard other disciples exchanging opinions before, saying that this person would most likely become the next Holy Son of the Wanfa Pavilion, and that he could not find a rival in his peers in strength, but he often had an arrogant appearance of "I am the best in the world", which made his fellow disciples I don't like it very much either.
At this time, we met head-on, and the other party seemed to have restrained a lot of arrogance because of the previous rounds.
"I have to admit that your talent is no less than that of anyone present." The disciple of Wanfa Pavilion raised his chin, "It can even be said that you are the most capable person of your generation I have ever seen. It's a pity , your current cultivation level is still too low - when you meet those who are not good at cultivation, you can probably win the battle; since you have met me, it is unfortunate, the miracle you created can only go so far."
"Those who are not good at cultivation" successfully stabilized the hatred value of most of the disciples present. Even Leng Tianqing, who was sitting directly in front of Wanfa Pavilion, couldn't help but knocked on the folding fan in his hand and laughed helplessly: "What a call!" You little guy with a headache." He raised his gaze and landed on Su Yezi, "Elder Su, Dong Gui is a disciple who was recruited a few years ago. He is extremely talented, so he was spoiled by the court, and his temper is too strong. Straightforward, speaking is the same. If there is anything wrong, please don't blame you and nephew Yunqi."
"A bit of talent is enough to be so proud." Su Yezi curled the corners of her lips and looked back, "Then if it were my good boy's talent and my temperament, I think Han Qiongfeng's elder position should be handed over to me." It's annoying."
"Young people." Leng Tianqing didn't want to be outdone, "There should be some youthful arrogance."
"That's right."
Su Yezi nodded with a face full of approval, and before Leng Tianqing wondered that he was subdued, he continued with a smile, "So today, let my good boy help you to dampen his arrogance and help him grow up. For a moment—don’t be too moved, you and I are old friends, and this is what it should be.”
Leng Tianqing kept smiling: "It seems that even if Senior Nephew Yun Qi is not allowed to mobilize his soul, Elder Su still has high expectations of him."
"Hmm... How about we make a bet?" Su Yezi pointed to the two people who had already started to compete in the Sumeru Bell.
Leng Tianqing was silent for a few seconds, then nodded happily: "Okay."
Su Yezi's eyes narrowed, and he smiled lazily: "If you lose in Wanfa Pavilion this time, Lord Shengzi will give me a magic weapon for my obedient disciple - the rank cannot be lowered."
"No problem." Leng Tianqing agreed resolutely, "Then what if you lose this match?"
Su Yezi blinked innocently: "How is that possible?"
"..."
Even Leng Tianqing, who is familiar with Su Yezi's temperament, couldn't help but choked for a moment, and he almost couldn't hold back the smile on his face. After adjusting for a while, he spoke again, "Elder Su, if you say that, then there's nothing to bet on."
"Okay, okay." Su Yezi said "I don't care about you", raised his chin and thought for a while, "Then let's bet on a magic weapon."
Leng Tianqing: "It's a deal."
Not long after Leng Tianqing's words fell, Yunqi, who was gradually falling in the Xumi clock, suddenly stood still and closed his eyes. At the same time, he raised his hands in front of him, his fingers interlaced back and forth quickly, and the breath was visible to the naked eye. The waves spread between his fingers.
Before everyone and Dong Gui in Xumi Bell could react, a circular seal with extremely complicated strokes and a simple atmosphere flew out of his palm and suddenly expanded.
Immediately afterwards, the mask formed by the entire Sumeru bell shook, and the seal formed by Yun Qi disappeared.
There was silence in the air, as if nothing had happened.
"Bloody?" Someone couldn't help but whisper.
"No." Elder Xu Yang, who was sitting upright in the Tanzong venue, grasped the armrest of the seat at some point, leaned forward with a solemn expression.His gaze was fixed on the mask of Xumi Bell. "Just now, the aura in the Sumeru Bell surged so violently in an instant that something almost went wrong—it was definitely not just a superficial appearance....It's just that the inner aura has been covered by the Sumeru Bell at this time, making it impossible to detect."
Some disciples exclaimed: "Look at Dong Gui!"
Everyone's gazes followed, and they saw that Dong Gui, who had looked confident just now, now had a face of fear, and the long sword in his hand was flailing wildly around his body, with an extremely ferocious expression, as if he was insane.But there was clearly no danger around him, and Yun Qi, who was on the other side of the competition, stood more than ten feet away, watching the other party's "performance" indifferently.
Seeing this weird scene, everyone couldn't help but get a little hairy.
Until the Supreme Elder of Jianzong put away all the smiles on his face, his squinted eyes opened, and the light in his eyes shook:
"...It's an illusion."
As soon as this remark came out, even the leading elders of the four sects couldn't help but change their expressions.
Elder Chanjuan, who was sitting in Tanzong's seat, was the first to react: "Don't judge the direction, don't borrow the formation, don't use the magic weapon - build an illusion in a short period of time with your own power - how is this possible!? At least in the history of the two domains, it has never been possible. There was such a record..." She muttered a few more words, then suddenly turned to Su Yezi, the only one in the field who looked calm, "How did Yun Qi do it?!"
Everyone in the room looked over—everyone of them was eager to know the answer to this question.
"Don't look at me, I just found out - I didn't teach it." Su Zizi returned confidently, and then looked back at Xumi Clock with some interest. "I only know that some people's talents are used to make others despair."
Others turned their gazes back in disappointment, but none of Tanzong believed that Su Yezi didn't know.
Su Zizi also knew about it—before Yun Qi went on stage, what he heard through voice transmission from his spiritual consciousness was the magic of the wood-type fetish, the illusion, which he had learned from the spirit crystal of the exquisite god tree.
Nowadays, people in the world don't know that these five kinds of spiritual objects have such an amazing inheritance of natal spells, and Yun Qi's goal is here, so it is naturally impossible for Su Yezi to reveal the truth, so as to increase competitors for the subsequent competition for spiritual objects .
Just when everyone in the arena was in a state of turmoil, the mask of Sumeru Bell vibrated and opened.Yun Qi walked in front, and Dong Gui, who was exhausted and unconscious behind him, was lifted out with his real energy.
Sending Dong Gui to the Wanfa Pavilion, Yun Qi said from the air, "The cultivation of the soul is not hindered, and there is no damage, but it needs to rest for a few days." Beside the chair, he stood there quietly with his eyes down.
The presiding elder who had been dazed for a long time at the side of the venue finally came back to his senses, and announced Yun Qi's victory in a dumb voice.
Yun Qi's astonishing performance also made the third round of the Leaf Boundary Contest, which was originally the grand finale, a bit boring in the eyes of everyone.
When the three rounds of competition were officially over, Su Yezi, who was in a good mood, asked Du Shuiqing and Song Qingyu to wait aside, and then took Yunqi to Wanfa Pavilion to ask Leng Tianqing for a bet.
"How is it?" Su Zizi looked at Leng Tianqing with a smug smile. "Has Master Shengzi also grown a lot? - Should the agreed bet be taken out?"
"..." Su Zizi's smug expression made his teeth itch even for the disciples of Wanfa Pavilion, but Leng Tianqing, who was the leader, smiled angrily, with a teasing look in his eyes, and followed him closely. There was a flash of golden light, "—Okay, the magic weapon of the bet, Elder Su is sure to take it."
The distance between the two was extremely close, Su Yezi instinctively raised his hand to pick it up, and when he realized that the golden magic weapon had been activated, it was too late to react.
On the other hand, Yun Qi who was standing beside Su Ye Zi had a keen sense of mind, and he noticed the fluctuation of the breath as soon as the magic weapon left Leng Tianqing's palm, but he was trapped by his cultivation, even though he reacted first, he was only with Su The leaves touched the golden magic weapon at the same time.
Hearing a "click" in the ear, the brilliance in front of his eyes disappeared, and the master and apprentice looked down at the same time——
I saw two shiny golden metal rings, which firmly wrapped the wrists of the two people, and then locked them together.
At the same time, Leng Tianqing clapped his hands and laughed after being startled unexpectedly:
"Lock the golden ring. It is restricted for one hour, and it will be automatically unlocked after one hour—unless it is forcibly destroyed, there is no solution."
Then, Leng Tianqing added with a smile: "Although I just sent it out, but Elder Su is generous, if I smash it right away, I won't mind."
After finishing speaking, Leng Tianqing walked away swaggeringly with the disciples of Wanfa Pavilion.
The remaining master and apprentice stood in the empty Wanfa Pavilion and stared blankly at the firmly locked hands.
"...Good boy." After a long while, Su Zizi raised his head and looked at Yun Qi with innocent eyes, "Just pretend you never received this magic weapon, okay?"
Yun Qi looked down at the golden lock ring for a while, then raised his lips and smiled:
"not good."
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