I don't want to accept Long Aotian as a disciple today

The shock of spiritual power swayed high in the sky, and the two of them descended from the dazzling white light and landed in the arena.

Sheng Qianqiu hung the sound transmission jade pendant on his waist, and said to the disciple in yellow: "I won this game, write it down."

The disciple in yellow looked at Sheng Yusui hesitantly.

Sheng Yusui's expression froze for a moment, and he couldn't help wondering if his understanding just now was wrong.

Sheng Qianqiu said just now that this is the end, there is no need to fight for both sides.Shouldn't that mean—a tie?

Now Sheng Qianqiu said "I won this game" so calmly, as if it should be so, and Sheng Yusui's rebuttal would be ignorant.

Sheng Yusui couldn't help but wonder if it was her small belly?

Seeing that Sheng Yusui didn't speak, the disciple in yellow took it as his acquiescence, walked up to the yellow bell, and struck with his strength, the sound of the yellow bell echoed in Tianque Square.

"Is this the winner?"

"As expected of a duel between masters, I haven't seen what's going on, so it's over!"

In the lingering rhyme of the yellow bell, the disciple in yellow announced loudly:

"In this game, Sheng Qianqiu wins!"

There was a small burst of discussion among the crowd, and everyone was not surprised by this result.

Sheng Qianqiu wanted to say a few words while everyone was watching. After all, he is the head of the Sheng family, so it is necessary for him to give a speech after winning to dispel some rumors that should not have existed.

Sheng Qianqiu cleared his throat, the discussion subsided, and all the monks looked at him.

He walked out from Sheng Yusui's side, took two steps forward, and stood in the open space, enjoying the pleasure of everyone's eyes gathering on him.

"Everyone, I am very happy that you can come to Tianque today to watch my duel with Sheng Yusui. Now, let me say a few words."

As soon as Sheng Qianqiu spoke, he was an old spokesperson.

"Recently, you have heard some rumors more or less, saying that the master of Tianji Peak intended to take my position. I have nothing to say if I hand over the position to Chalcedony."

After all, Sheng Qianqiu looked at Sheng Yusui with a smile on purpose.

Sheng Yusui was expressionless, but his heart was slightly shaken, could it be that he was really too small?

Sheng Qianqiu shook his head slightly at Sheng Yusui, as if he wanted to stop his tears of gratitude in advance, to show that his purpose was not here, and he was very virtuous.

"It's just... some people took this opportunity to provoke me and Yusui, this cannot be tolerated!"

Sheng Qianqiu's face darkened, and there was a bit of chill in the air for a while.

People around began to look for traces of "someone" one by one.

In the Ziji Hall, Sheng Yusui had a falling out with Lu Wanxian and Sheng Qianqiu, and made an appointment for a duel three days later. This matter spread throughout the Taoist sect within a day.

"Master Sheng said it must be Lu?" An unhurried voice came from behind the crowd.

Lu Wanxian, dressed in aqua-colored elder clothes, walked out of the crowd, followed by Qin Chiyu.

Sheng Qianqiu looked Lu Wanxian up and down, his eyes full of contempt.

He deliberately didn't speak, and the discussions around him automatically rose up.

"This villager from Wanhua Mountain is really kind."

"As an outsider, he also wants to shake the relationship between the Patriarch of the Sheng Family and the Master of Tianji Peak?"

"The master of Peak Tianji is the most promising person to inherit the position of the master of the Sheng family. How could he join forces with outsiders to deal with his own master at this juncture?"

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Lu Wanxian was not in a hurry to argue, as if he didn't hear the comments of the people around him, he just looked at Sheng Qianqiu and smiled.

Sheng Qianqiu was very upset by his laughter, and his face became more and more ugly: "Why, you still don't admit it?"

Lu Wanxian glanced at Sheng Yusui and was about to speak.

Sheng Qianqiu's aura suddenly became full, and he took a step forward, interrupting Lu Wanxian's opening:

"Lu, Wan, Xian, don't think that my Taoist sect will tolerate your actions without limit because I think you are the closed disciple of Dongming Daoist."

Lu Wanxian smiled and said, "Oh? Lu is so scared."

"Lu Wanxian!" Sheng Qianqiu raised his voice, crossed his hands in front of him, and said with a face, "Since you can no longer control your behavior and have no role as an elder, today, I will It is hereby announced that the owner of Wanhua Mountain has lost his virtue, and the chance to be shortlisted in the Four Seas Ranking Tournament will be cancelled."

As soon as Sheng Qianqiu said this, the monks around were all shocked. Such a severe punishment has not been seen for a long time.

Lu Wanxian should regret it at this moment. Without any bargaining chips, he directly challenged the head of the Sheng family. His unwise and impulsive behavior will inevitably lead to the consequences of being suppressed. The dissatisfied monks were also thankful one by one, fortunately they did not show their dissatisfaction hastily.

Hearing what Sheng Qianqiu said, Qin Chiyu was about to step forward to distinguish, but was stopped by Lu Wanxian raising his hand.

"Patriarch Sheng," Lu Wanxian said with a smile, "If you say that virtue is not worthy, you may be the first."

"What?" Sheng Qianqiu thought she had heard wrong.

Sheng Qianqiu was a little caught off guard that Lu Wanxian would say provocative words so bluntly.

Probably because he had encountered too many falsehoods and slanders, Sheng Qianqiu was not familiar with such direct reprimands, so he stared at Lu Wanxian with widened eyes.

Lu Wanxian sneered, and directly reprimanded Sheng Qianqiu: "Back then you allowed Sheng Tianjiao to provoke the two mortal countries to war, and your lives were ruined. Afterwards, you concealed his crimes and covered up the shame of the Sheng family's scum."

Sheng Qianqiu laughed back angrily: "Lu Wanxian, did you take the wrong medicine? Did you turn up the old Huang's history? Isn't everything that happened more than 100 years ago already settled? You're pulling this out today What are you doing? Don't think that by messing around for a while, you can tear things apart."

"Unfortunately, you coveted the two spirit stone veins in Yelan Kingdom for a long time, but you failed to get them. You manipulated the monarch of Chen Kingdom to use them for you, and sent Chen Guojun | Team to search the ancient cold stone road, intending to find the crystal stone veins. If Qin Chiyu hadn't discovered them Your conspiracy, you may succeed in the Cold Stone Ancient Road."

"Lu Wanxian, have you messed around enough? Come on, this villager is crazy, drag him down and lose the reputation of Wanhua Mountain! Come on!" Sheng Qianqiu never expected that Lu Wanxian would be here He is naturally not afraid to tell everything at any time. Lu Wanxian does not have any evidence to say, and it has been more than 100 years. Saying it in a hurry is probably jumping over the wall in a hurry.

Sheng Qianqiu didn't mind taking advantage of the situation to win Wanhua Mountain.

"Wait, since you have a clear conscience, why don't you let Lu finish?" Lu Wanxian flicked his long sleeves, shaking away the disciples of the Sheng family who surrounded him, and Qin Chiyu gathered his energy and looked around vigilantly. I didn't expect that Lu Wanxian would choose this time to tell all the things that happened back then. However, as long as it was decided by Lu Xianzhang, Qin Chiyu would unconditionally support it, not to mention that this matter was related to Qin Chiyu himself.

"Princess Lu, as long as I'm here today, they will never touch you." Qin Chiyu said firmly.

Sheng Qianqiu sneered, and said contemptuously: "It's up to you? Villager Lu, you think clearly, the more you talk today, the deeper the guilt. The Wanhua Mountain that I finally got is gone, for such a mediocre mortal , is it worth it?"

In Sheng Qianqiu's eyes, Qin Chiyu was just a monk in the late stage of Jindan, although he was a little clever, but he still couldn't catch his eyes.

"Unfortunately, the only one, invite Mr. Chen up." Lu Wanxian said.

Han Xijian and Fu Weiwei, who had been hiding behind the crowd all this time, obeyed orders and walked forward with the protection of a white-haired old man.

The monks looked at the old man in amazement, wondering for a while what his background was, and went to investigate the spiritual power, but were bounced back by the defensive magic circle around the old man.

Could it be that this is an extraterrestrial expert?

Sheng Qianqiu narrowed his eyes and focused on the old man: "Who is this? Who allowed people from outside the Taoist sect to be put up?"

"The Four Seas Ranking Tournament is a competition for monks from all over the world. It is not a Taoist family. Naturally, outsiders can come to watch the battle. However, this Mr. Chen is not a monk, he is just an ordinary person." Lu Wanxian introduced leisurely.

"mortal??"

Everyone started discussing loudly, it has been hundreds of years since Tianque saw a mortal.

"Mr. Lu, your courage is really getting fatter." Sheng Qianqiu said, "If you don't have a reasonable explanation today, don't blame the head of the family for being rude. Where's head Ou?"

Ou Qingzi didn't want to wade into this muddy water at first, but when he was called out suddenly, he had no choice but to agree.

"Master Ou will also be a witness." Sheng Qianqiu said with a sad smile, "Mr. Lu first slandered the head of the family with empty words, and then brought a mortal to the hanging garden, wantonly trampling on the rules of the sect, ignoring the mortals. Cultivate the difference. According to Taoist law, what kind of punishment should I be in?"

"This..." Ou Qingzi slapped Tai Chi, "I have to ask Kaiyang Peak Master of the Disciplinary Department for advice."

Gu Li happened to be away, and Sheng Qianqiu didn't intend to ask why. Guilt is something that can be manipulated, so he stopped asking, and just smiled grimly: "Lu Wanxian, you don't want to point out this mortal. You saw him more than 100 years ago To be precise, it has been at least 150 years, mortals are seventy years old, who has ever seen a mortal who has lived to be 150 years old?"

The monks laughed.

Lu Wanxian also laughed: "To be precise, it was not 150 years, but 130 years. On that day, on the streets of Chen Guo, a homeless child bumped into a middle-aged man who claimed to be Master Wan. Give the little boy a note and tell him to take advantage of the Lantern Festival to deliver it to the guards of Lord Chen, and ask the guards to pass it to the king, and the king will know at a glance, and will reward him heavily."

"Lu Wanxian, what story are you making up again? Let me explain first, how did this mortal live to be 130 years old?"

Lu Wanxian ignored Sheng Qianqiu's rhetoric, but said to Wang Wenxu who was listening with a frown: "Peak Master Yuheng, it is said that there are twelve blessed lands in the realm of comprehension, and you hold two of them. A piece of loam is called the dreamland of the past, I wonder if I can borrow it for a use?"

The dreamland of the past is Wang Wenxu's housekeeping magic weapon, but it is not the same size as the ordinary magic weapon. It is a piece of loam, unique. When it is shrunk down, it is only the size of a palm, but when it is enlarged, it can accommodate mountains and rivers. It is a state of its own. Therefore, juxtaposed with the other eleven blessings, the specification is naturally much higher than that of the magic weapon.

The three magic weapons of fantasy, the living flower brush, the nightmare mirror, and the phantom painting, cannot compare with the eleventh dreamland of the past.

Because of the dream of the past, it can faithfully display a person's memories.