The system forced me to eat soft rice [Quick Transmigration]

Just as everyone was stunned for a moment, a lightning strike struck the roof of the Taiqing Palace from top to bottom, making a deafening cracking sound. Sparks shot out from the roof of the Taiqing Palace between lightning and flint. In the next second, the fire intensified rapidly, and the entire palace The top was ignited and became a sea of ​​flames.

The guards outside came to report in a hurry.

Now, solving the problem of Jiaolong has become an urgent need.

It was said that Li Xuankun was there, and he didn't know what to do for a while. The dragon was originally just a link for him to break the seal of the Nine Infants. He planned to use the dragon and let it go to other places to make trouble, but he didn't expect that today It would be such a coincidence that the dragon just danced on his head.

Seeing that he was still doing nothing, the people in the audience couldn't hold back anymore.

Among the eighteen sects, the most prestigious is Lu Lingchuan, the head of the Sanqing sect, followed by Li Xuankun of the Nanshan sect. In addition, he is the host, and everyone naturally entrusts him with the initiative to solve the problem.

But who would have thought of Li Xuankun, he was stunned.

Only then did everyone turn their eyes to Lu Lingchuan who was standing in the hall, but Lu Lingchuan's face was indifferent, as if this matter had nothing to do with him at all, and the thunder could not strike him.

The people in the audience looked at each other, finally, some of these sects couldn't bear it, stepped forward and volunteered: "Although this flood dragon is an ancient beast, but now there are three thousand ascetics gathered in the Taiqing Palace. Could it be that all of us Can all of them together still not be able to defeat this Flood Dragon?"

Speaking impassionedly in front of the hall was the chief disciple of Lingshan School, Jiang Ziming, who was dubbed a "chivalrous man" in Jianghu.

"What brother Ziming said is true."

As soon as he said this, he was echoed by everyone in the audience.

Immediately, Jiang Ziming looked at Li Xuankun with a questioning look.

"Yes. In my opinion, if we gather the strength of all of us, we will surely be able to subdue that dragon." Li Xuankun nodded at him. What can he do now?It is naturally the best if someone is willing to bite the bullet.

Hearing Li Xuankun's words, Jiang Ziming immediately called out to the crowd, because most of the sects came were disciples who were still practicing, so he only gathered the top 30 or [-] people from each sect for this trip.

After gathering these people, he turned around and looked at Li Xuankun, "Then please ask Master Li to lead us all to deal with that dragon."

As the head teacher of the Nanshan School, Li Xuankun naturally had the duty to set an example for everyone. In front of more than 3000 people, how could he shirk and could only accept it.

"Isn't Headmaster Lu going with us?" The next second, Jiang Ziming said to Lu Lingchuan: "This is the fault of your apprentice. Could it be that you, the head of the Three Puritans, just let everyone go? disregarding his own safety?"

For a moment, all eyes were on Lu Lingchuan.

Qin Hezhou looked at the pair of probing eyes that hit Lu Lingchuan like a spotlight, and subconsciously said, "Master..."

However, in the next second, Lu Lingchuan put his hand on Qin Hezhou's shoulder lightly to signal him not to worry, and turned to look at Jiang Ziming, without even lifting his eyelids, he said two words coldly,

"Don't go."

His reaction caused an uproar in the audience.

"Ah, this?"

"This is the demeanor of the rumored "Gentleman's Sword". I'm afraid it can be replaced?"

"There are so many of us, can't we be short of him? Without him..."

"It's ridiculous," Lu Lingchuan interrupted everyone's discussion suddenly, his clear voice echoed in the hall alone, "Headmaster Li slandered my apprentice for the scourge of Jiaolong, and you all believe in it, but now you want me to come forward , how can there be such a reason in this world?"

"Since you still have this attitude, Lu Lingchuan, then we have nothing to say to you." Jiang Ziming took the long sword from someone else's hand, and changed his address to Lu Lingchuan from "Zhangjiao Lu" to his real name. He looked at the crowd and said: "Is it possible that he is still missing to kill Jiaolong, let's go!"

After Li Xuankun asked his subordinates to keep Qin Hezhou in check, he set off with them.

However, the moment Jiang Ziming drove out of the palace gate with Yujian, the bold words and lofty ambitions just now turned into bubbles. Flood Dragon didn't know where he was hiding, and he couldn't even see a figure, and a thunderbolt struck from above. Next, the speed is so fast that people can't avoid it.

He quickly dodged to one side, but half of his arm was still scorched black, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

Some people in the crowd kept exclaiming and screaming for a while, but the dragon was still hidden in the clouds, but because of its unique geographical advantage, it played with everyone in the palm of its hand.

Jiang Ziming didn't care about the wound on his arm, he had only room to dodge in a hurry, dense beads of sweat dripped from his forehead, at this moment, there was only one thought left in his mind:

To Jiaolong, they are like a mantis' arms.

No chance.

In less than half a moment, someone couldn't hold on, fell from the sword, and was finally carried into the hall.

Immediately afterwards, more and more people were carried into the hall, and everyone in the hall became panicked from their high confidence at the beginning.

In the end, Jiang Ziming took the remaining defeated soldiers and slipped back into the hall with a dark face, while the cry of the flood dragon resounding through the sky still echoed outside the hall.

The Taoist robe on Li Xuankun's body was also burnt, and his long white beard was covered with dust. At this moment, he looked like a "charcoal seller", and his appearance was a bit ridiculous.

Seeing the miserable appearance of the elites in these sects, no one in the temple was willing to volunteer, and the scene became deadlocked for a while.

The atmosphere was eerily quiet.

However, the thunder and lightning outside continued, and the situation of the Taiqing Palace would become precarious in a short time, and it might be reduced to a pile of ruins in a short time.

At this critical juncture, a voice suddenly sounded in the hall,

"Today I will kill the dragon, you, let him go."

Lu Lingchuan looked past the crowd and looked straight at Li Xuankun.

The sentence he said was a declarative sentence, not mixed with a trace of Yihao's doubts.

Someone cast a shocked look,

"Cough! Cough!" Li Xuankun coughed because of Lu Lingchuan's unexpected words.

These [-] or [-] people are helpless Jiaolong, where does Lu Lingchuan have the confidence to subdue the rumored ancient beast with just one person and one sword?

"Headmaster Lu, are you sure you can capture that dragon?" Li Xuankun looked suspicious.

"Believe it or not," Lu Lingchuan said without changing his expression, "I'll just mention my request once. Today I will kill the dragon, and you let him go."

In fact, Li Xuankun didn't believe that he could slay the dragon at all, but he still said: "Since Master Lu said so, and this dragon is urgent, then Li has no other choice, even though the dragon is yours apprentice......"

Lu Lingchuan interrupted him abruptly, "By the time Headmaster Li finished speaking, the Taiqing Palace might have already been chopped into ashes by the dragon. You only need to answer one question. Let it go or not?"

Li Xuankun gritted his teeth and said, "Let go."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Lingchuan pulled out a long sword from the waist of the hidden guard with a "shua", turned around and was about to leave.

But when he turned around, Qin Hezhou grabbed his wrist.

Out of sight of everyone, Qin Hezhou leaned over to Lu Lingchuan's ear, and said in a low voice, "Don't go..."

The eyes of the two were completely staggered, so they couldn't see each other's expression clearly.

Qin Hezhou met Jiaolong head-on that day. He knew how dangerous this ancient beast was. Ordinary people had to dodge and run for their lives. Even if Lu Lingchuan was not an ordinary person, it was impossible for Qin Hezhou not to worry. If he said that he wanted to kill the dragon, he would definitely not back down halfway.

Qin Hezhou didn't want the other party to take this risk.

Lu Lingchuan was silent for a second, then withdrew his wrist from Qin Hezhou's hand.

Just when Qin Hezhou thought that the other party was about to leave like this, he suddenly felt an itchy touch in his palm.

Lu Lingchuan scratched his palm with his fingertips, and said to him softly, "Wait for me.".

Immediately, holding a long sword in his hand, he passed the crowd and walked out against the light.

At this moment, Qin Hezhou's heart was rippling because of Lu Lingchuan's words "wait for me". He was like a ray of light shining into the crowd, breaking the shadows, and the haze disappeared.There are 3000 ascetics in the Taiqing Palace, and there are many more people of all kinds in the outside world. Most of them still stubbornly believe that they are disasters from heaven, but Qin Hezhou suddenly feels that all of this doesn't matter. If you care about the opinions of these people, you will never do so in the future.

He thought, maybe he only needs Lu Lingchuan alone, that's enough.

When Lu Lingchuan walked to the entrance of the hall, there were dark clouds outside, and the continuous lightning strikes seemed to form a cobweb, so fast that there was nowhere to escape.

The next second, he reached out and lifted a long sword at his feet, and stepped on it. Under everyone's gaze, Yu Jian flew out.

He placed his feet one behind the other in the center of the slender sword spine, with the hand holding the long sword behind his back. The blade of the sword pierced the sky, drawing a silver-white sword aura. He was wrapped in a strong wind, and his figure was light , quickly shuttled among the lightning that spread like a spider's web.

Lu Lingchuan's sleeves were billowing in the gust of wind, and his silver-white boots stood firmly in the center of the sword spine without moving a bit, as if they were integrated with the long sword under his feet.

Hundreds of silver-white sword qi streaked across the sky and passed through the gaps of countless lightning bolts. It was so fast that people could not catch his figure, only the trail he left behind.

It's like flying birds into the forest, and pond fish into the abyss.

Jiang Ziming stared at Lu Lingchuan's figure in the air for a moment. Someone once told him that the highest achievement of "flying with the sword" is to be able to stand shoulder to shoulder with the goshawk. Goshawk in the sky, then his sword flying is already perfect.

Jiang Ziming tried it, but it was very difficult. He had to focus 100% on Yujian itself to achieve this speed. Usually, people have no time to care about other things, let alone casting spells while Yujian.

But today, he experienced for the first time what it means to stand shoulder to shoulder with lightning.

Lu Lingchuan's speed is comparable to lightning.

Obviously, everyone in the hall was as surprised as he was.

Almost everyone has heard the rumors about Lu Lingchuan. At the age of 21, he won the Zongmen Grand Competition. At the age of 25, he beheaded the devil with one sword. At the age of 27, he became the youngest person in the history of the Three Puritans the head teacher.

But with the passage of time, these rumors have gradually been dusted. Whenever someone mentions it, people can't help admiring "Awesome!", but they have long forgotten the scene at that time and how powerful it is.

But today, Lu Lingchuan galloped in the dark night with his lithe body, shaking off the stardust, and taught them to remember everything dusty in the past,

Jiang Ziming originally thought that he relied on his reputation in the cultivation world to force Li Xuankun to release him. He acted recklessly and did not follow the rules. However, he now realized that Lu Lingchuan had given them enough face and kept the rules. No one could stop him with his hands.

Under the dumbstruck eyes of everyone, Lu Lingchuan broke through layers of barriers and caught up with the dragon hiding in the clouds.

The harassed Jiaolong kept roaring in the sky, resounding through the sky, making people's ears tremble.

Jiang Ziming has just experienced the power of the dragon's roar, if you get a little closer, no matter how deep your inner strength is, you will be stunned by the dragon, and you will not be able to react in a short time.

However, at the moment when the dragon neighed, Lu Lingchuan swung a sword aura extremely quickly. The sword aura collided with the air wave generated by the roar in the vortex of the air flow, making a "ding" sound, and the silver-white sword aura immediately turned into dots of silver. Light, directly broke the roar.

Use sword energy to avoid roaring?

Jiang Ziming felt that his brain was a little dazed, and he had never even thought about this method.

After dodging the roaring sword energy, blood-red light suddenly radiated from the original silver-white blade.

"Is this sword sharpened?"

Someone in the crowd raised questions.

In the blink of an eye, the long sword with a red blade swung towards Jiaolong in the air, so fast that Jiang Ziming didn't even dare to blink his eyes, for fear of missing something.

Lu Lingchuan's body was nimble, while dodging Jiaolong's attack, every time he swung at the opponent's vitals, Jiaolong was in pain, his huge body rolled in the sea of ​​clouds, and he lost his position for a while, exposing the most fatal weakness on his body .

Taking advantage of this gap, Lu Lingchuan suddenly rose into the air, and teleported from the position next to Jiaolong to the front of the dragon's head.Everyone held their breath, waiting for his next move.

In the next second, Lu Lingchuan stood the long sword in front of his chest, his long black hair spread out, his white clothes fluttered in the wind, the blue color fell like a waterfall, covering his shoulders, and the fingertips of his left hand stroked the long sword along the blade. Sword, wipe the sword with blood.

The dark red blood pooled into a stream in the dark sky, and finally poured into the long sword.

The dragon was still screaming in pain, while Lu Lingchuan raised the long sword in his hand, concentrating all his spiritual power on the blade, and in the next second, an extremely dazzling strong light burst out around the blade.

Qin Hezhou stood in the main hall, surrounded by several Taoist priests arranged by Li Xuankun to prevent him from escaping. However, at this moment, he seemed to be unable to feel the presence of anyone around him. In the dark night outside the hall gate, Lu Lingchuan's body Zhou is as bright as day, lighting up the night sky,

Became the only light source in the darkness.

When the long sword fell, glaring blood spurted out along Jiaolong's neck. The blood splashed three feet, staining Lu Lingchuan's white clothes red.

Following the dragon's final wail, the rumored ancient beast was decapitated under his sword, and the dragon's body fell from the clouds, making a loud noise.

In the next second, the mist receded, and the warm golden light poured obliquely into the hall through the white clouds, and everyone was able to see the sky again.

Under everyone's gaze, Lu Lingchuan stepped into the hall with a long sword in one hand and a dragon's head in the other.

There was blood dripping continuously along the tip of the sword, making a "tick-tick" sound.

Lu Lingchuan's white clothes were stained red with blood, and Junxiu's face was also stained with dragon's blood, and his long black hair that reached his waist fell loose.

For some reason, his blood-stained appearance is obviously more like Shura from hell, but it reminds everyone of the inviolable gods in the Nine Heavens.

Wherever he passed, the crowd consciously made way for him, and the hall was completely silent except for the sound of his footsteps.

Lu Lingchuan walked up to Li Xuankun, and kicked the faucet that was still dripping blood, soiling the clean and elegant hall. He looked straight into Li Xuankun's eyes, without saying a single unnecessary word,

"Let go."

However, the moment his words fell, a long cry resounded through the sky, the sound was so sharp that everyone had to cover their ears.

The sound was like a baby crying.

Someone looked terrified.

They knew that this was the harbinger of breaking the seal of the Nine Infants, and that the ancient beasts that were a hundred times more terrifying than the Jiaolong would be released.

Most of the people in the hall seemed flustered, except...

Li Xuankun in front of the stage.

The corner of his mouth curled into an imperceptible arc, and a sly look flashed in his eyes. He put his hands behind his back and looked at Lu Lingchuan thoughtfully.

"Headmaster Lu killed the dragon by himself today, and Li admired it. However, once the seal of the Nine Infants is broken, it will not only endanger the 3000 people in our temple. At that time, all the people in Liming will suffer together. Without you as an apprentice, can Headmaster Lu take on the responsibility of subduing Jiuying?"

He wants to put pressure on Lu Lingchuan with public opinion.

He has seen through now that Lu Lingchuan cares about his apprentice, and he will openly run counter to the upright sect for this apprentice, but in the final analysis, Lu Lingchuan's upright behavior is still engraved in his bone marrow, coupled with his arrogance, he will never It is impossible to ignore the matter of "Nine Infants Disaster".

Li Xuankun originally thought that the other party would not agree to him immediately, but in the next second, he heard Lu Lingchuan's two words in a correct accent:

"I take care."

The author has something to say: It is well known that lightning is the speed of light,

So Master is faster than the speed of light

Shizun Cowhide

When Shizun slashed the dragon, my mind was full of the scene of playing monster hunting with the Taidao, which was not quite right.