Dugu Changkong is too hard, which makes this group of divine bridges often defleted.
As long as you have the ability to lift the table, no one dares to push you too hard.
Therefore, after fierce negotiations, Dugu Changkong got the result he wanted and left without looking back.
Now that it has been negotiated, it is natural to make a vow that no one can break it.
Once you renounce your vows, the Taoist heart will be damaged. Not only is there hopeless, but there is also a risk of losing your life.
Hundreds of stars, there are many heroes.
The strong people from all walks of life are still here and have not yet left.
It was originally a battle for the feast of young people, but it never wanted to evolve into this.
"Sneer..."
Somewhere in the space, there was a harsh tearing sound.
Then, a huge space crack appeared, attracting everyone's attention.
It turned out that Dugu Changkong came back.
The old body is like a copper wall and iron wall, blocking all the wind and rain for the descendants behind him.
He stood here and put great pressure on the heroes of Dizhou. His heart trembled and his soul was suffocated.
"Master..."
Wu Junyan was very worried about the master's safety just now. Now when he saw the master's safe and sound return, the big stone hanging in his heart slowly put down.
"One day, if I could live so freely, I would die without regret."
Many pairs of worship and awe fell on Dugu Changkong, fantasizing that the person who deterred the world was himself, and his blood was boiling.
"The feast of hundreds of veins is a battle for young people. Don't interfere with us old guys."
With the return of Dugu Changkong, the ancestors of each sect have received the latest news and agreed to the proposal.
The monks at the peak of Mahayana are not qualified to intervene in this case, so they can only stand aside.
"Gugu Taoist friends, let the younger generation solve it!"
Another hoarse voice came across the endless void.
"Okay."
In order to break the idea of the old guys secretly doing things, Dugu Changkong made an agreement with the group of guys in the Kunlun world.
In the three battles of young people, if Dugu Changkong is won, the strong men of all sects in the imperial state should not get involved in the fragments of the imperial soldiers.
If you win three battles and two battles, you don't need to give the fragments of the imperial soldiers, but the Kunlun world can take away the most complete law on the fragments of the imperial soldiers.
If you want to take away the rules of the imperial soldiers, it will definitely have a certain adverse impact on Wu Junyan's body. After all, that fragment is integrated with Wu Junyan and cannot be separated for the time being.
Therefore, winning all three battles is the best result.
Although Dugu Changkong is strong, it is difficult to support it after all. It is very rare to win this step for the younger generation.
It's really going to tear your face. It's not good for anyone.
The agreement between the Kunlun world and Dugu Changkong, each sect touched the living fossils of the divine bridge and naturally abided by it.
Therefore, the real rulers of the thirty-six ancient holy places in Dizhou discussed the people who went to war countless distances apart.
Soon after, the monks at the peak of the Mahayana present knew the seriousness of the matter and did not dare to refute it. Everything was under the orders of the Taishang ancestor.
"Isn't it a little hasty to let a group of children decide the result with such an important creation?"
The elder of the early Mahayana of a holy place whispered.
"Pa"
A slap hit the elder in the face. It was an elder. He stared fiercely and scolded, "There are some things you don't have the right to know. Shut up!"
"Yes."
At least the elder was also a Mahayana monk. He was slapped in front of everyone. He was very ashamed. He lowered his eyebrows and retreated to the void in the dark and no longer showed his face.
Dugu Changkong turned around and walked to the front of the Buddha beads boundary, and smiled kindly: "Xiaoyan."
"Master."
Finally, he could see the master up close. Wu Junyan was very excited. He took a few steps forward and bowed.
"In the past, I used to let you hide your complethess, so you can't use this Taoist skill. Now, there is no such constraint. Let's use it as much as you want.
Dugu Changkong looked at Wu Junyan, who was gradually growing up, and regarded him as his youthful self, with endless hope.
"Disciple, I understand."
Wu Junyan focuses on the key.
"Remember, don't be careless when you are against others. The lion fights with the rabbit, and also uses all his strength.
At this time, Dugu Changkong must tell you something.
Once the battle begins, any mistakes in details may lead to a change in the situation.
"Yes." Wu Junyan has never shown all his strength since he practiced Taoism. This time, I finally had a chance: "Disciples will never be ashamed of the master."
Wu Junyan's most important thing in his life is to promise, or not to agree. If he agrees, no matter how difficult it is, he must do it.
The reason for this is the teaching of Dugu Changkong.
When he was young, Dugu Changkong promised to go to the abyss with his brother.
However, he reponered his word.
After so many years, Dugu Changkong still can't forget and regret it.
Therefore, he did not want his apprentice to leave too many regrets.
The promise must be completed even if you die. Otherwise, don't agree.
"Two little friends, can you do me a favor?"
Dugu Changkong turned his eyes to Chen Qingyuan and Daochen Buddha, with a slight smile, with a hint of request.
In the current situation, Dugu Changkong does not intend to expose Chen Qingyuan's identity, nor does he want Xuan Qingzong to expose his real origin.
The time has not come yet, be cautious.
"Senior, please say it."
I don't know whether it was because of the kindness of the preacher just now or the inexplicable sense of familiarity. Chen Qingyuan held his fist very respectfully and did not refuse.
The Taoist Buddha put his hands together and bowed to show his salute.
"Since you are Xiaoyan's friends, help him fight!" Dugu Changkong said, "No matter whether you win or lose, just try your best. The old man must think about this favor."
"The senior's words are heavy." Chen Qingyuan quickly said, "Lao Wu is a friend of the younger generation. Of course, he won't watch him be bullied. He will do his best."
"The poor monk is willing to fight."
Daochen Buddha was silent for a moment, nodded and agreed.
"Thank you very much."
Dugu Changkong's move has many deep meanings.
First of all, Chen Qingyuan's strength is good enough to be proud of his peers and fully qualified to fight;
Second, take this opportunity to make a good relationship with Chen Qingyuan. In the future, if Chen Qingyuan encounters troubles that are difficult to solve, he will have a reason to help. The strong in the world will only repay this favor, and will not associate too much.
Third, he wants to see Chen Qingyuan's real strength, so as to plan a better way for Qingzong's rejuvenation.
"Dugu Taoist friend, who will come forward in the first battle?"
In the void of the hundred stars, a huge vortex appeared. The voice came from it, and the invisibly power emanated out, which made ordinary Mahayana monks a little unbearable.
"Senior, let me go!"
Chen Qing came from volunteering.
Maybe it's for the sake of Dugu Changkong's promise, maybe it's for his brother, or it's because of itching.
In a word, Chen Qingyuan fought with his peers and was not timid at all.