Originally, Dugu Changkong was worried that Chen Qingyuan would not be able to withstand the pressure, but now it seems that he is overthinking it.
This child's talent is indeed abnormal. He is worthy of being a holy product of the Three Pills. It is extraordinary.
Involuntarily, Dugu Changkong thought of Lin Changsheng who was still in seclusion. The talent gap between the two is as vast as clouds and mud, and cannot be compared.
With experience, Chen Qingyuan later learned other Taoist techniques. Dugu Changkong was not too surprised and took it for granted.
Nine days later, Chen Qingyuan and Dugu Changkong sat playing chess, drinking tea and chatting.
"In nine days, I mastered all the five great techniques of my sect, alas!"
A sigh was expressed with emotion and shock.
"Uncle Master, it's your turn."
For the rest of the day, Chen Qingyuan could still relax.
"Yeah."
Dugu Changkong can actually understand the thoughts of the major holy places. Chen Qingyuan must be strangled in the cradle and not allowed to grow.
"Are you always unhappy?"
Chen Qingyuan asked in a low voice when he noticed that Dugu Changkong had been frowning.
"No." Dugu Changkong replied. ωωw..net
Fortunately, you are a member of the Qing Sect. If you were an enemy of the Qing Sect, I would probably bully the small ones.
Playing chess with the ancestor, how could Chen Qingyuan win? They would both lose.
This is not like playing chess with one's own brothers. There is no way to regret the move, so you can only finish the game bravely.
Afterwards, Chen Qingyuan stopped abusing himself, closed his eyes to rest, and sat cross-legged to adjust his breathing.
Soon, the tenth day arrived.
Dugu Changkong waved his hand, and a huge circular barrier appeared in the open space in the front hall of Qingzong. The next battle took place within the barrier, and outsiders were not allowed to interfere.
"There's a lot of fun to see."
"Chen Qingyuan's foundation has been sealed, and he is just a mortal. How can he fight with the geniuses of various sects?"
"Is Qingzong digging a hole for himself? Or is he doing it deliberately, giving himself a step down from the Demonic Abyss of the past? The story ends here."
"From my point of view, the ancestor of Qingzong has a strong attitude and cannot easily settle the cause and effect of the past. The fight was mostly to temper Chen Qingyuan. However, what I don't understand is that Feng If you destroy Chen Qingyuan's foundation, don't you make him a lamb to be slaughtered?"
The monks talked to each other, keeping their eyes on the direction of the Qingzong Ancient Palace, for fear of missing something.
Swish -
with a gust of breeze, Dugu Changkong appeared on the high platform in the front hall and slowly sat down.
Fang Qingyun stood behind him, respectfully.
As for Chen Qingyuan, he has already entered the barrier and is waiting for his opponent.
"Seal!"
In front of all the heroes in the world, Dugu Changkong pointed his finger at Chen Qingyuan.
The supreme Taoist spirit fell on Chen Qingyuan, temporarily sealing its foundation.
Because Chen Qingyuan did not resist, this move will not damage the foundation and can be lifted afterwards.
"It's really sealed."
Everyone could see it clearly, so it must be true.
"You're so courageous!"
The senior officials of each sect narrowed their eyes. I really don't know where Dugu Changkong got his confidence. When it comes to Chen Qingyuan's serious moves, there is really no match among his peers.
But now, it's hard to say.
"Which Holy Land will be the first to take action?"
A group of monks who did not mind the excitement secretly placed bets to add to the fun.
After a while, a young man dressed in black came out.
When he appeared, he caused quite a commotion, apparently recognizing his origin.
"Crazy Su from Penglai Villa!"
"I heard that he caused a lot of trouble in the past few months and broke several bones of Penglai Holy Son because the Holy Son called him a madman." "
What do you mean by scolding? This is obviously a fact!"
"With all due respect, among all the great saints in the imperial state, only Holy Son Penglai is more aggrieved. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to bear it for a long time."
Everyone was talking loudly, making many people in Penglai Holy Land turn red. , very embarrassing.
It was precisely because Su Xingyun had been acting crazy and abnormal recently that Penglai Villa took the initiative to ask for help.
It would be a good thing if Su Xingyun defeated Chen Qingyuan. If he can't win, he can also suffer.
There is a saying that if Su Xingyun was not a lunatic, the position of Penglai Holy Son would definitely belong to him.
Having said that, Penglai Holy Son is really miserable!
When the Holy Son deserves his share, there is no one else.
"It's you."
Chen Qingyuan had dealt with Su Xingyun, looked at him, and felt a little pressure.
The crazy Su Xingyun's strength is much higher than his normal state.
"Hey."
Seeing an acquaintance, Su Xingyun smiled seductively, making many people shiver.
Then, at the signal of Holy Lord Penglai, Su Xingyun stepped into the barrier.
"Fellow Daoist Dugu, if this junior like me accidentally hurts Chen Qingyuan, what will happen?"
There are some things that Holy Master Penglai must explain in advance.
"If Chen Qingyuan is injured or loses his life in a battle with his peers, I will never interfere."
Dugu Changkong promised.
"Well, as expected of the Qing Sect."
Holy Lord Penglai praised him.
Therefore, Holy Lord Penglai had no worries and secretly sent a message to Su Xingyun: "If you can take the opportunity to kill Chen Qingyuan, your past mistakes will be forgotten, and the sect can give you the greatest privilege."
Su Xingyun heard what Holy Lord said If so, there was no answer.
Within the barrier, Chen Qingyuan and Su Xingyun were thousands of meters apart, looking at each other from a distance.
"Your condition looks very wrong."
Unexpectedly, his first opponent was Su Xingyun.
"I feel very good, very comfortable."
Su Xingyun turned her neck, her eyes looking a bit strange.
If the person standing in front of him was a Buddhist from the East, how could Su Xingyun have the courage to say this.
Back then, Buddha made Su Xingyun wake up with a few slaps, and also gave him a Buddhist scripture for him to recite. Until now, Su Xingyun still holds the Buddhist scriptures in her arms and does not dare to throw them away.
"Looks like I have to wake you up."
Seeing Su Xingyun's expression of needing a beating, Chen Qingyuan's hands were itching.
"Come and try."
With a "clang" sound, a long sword appeared in Su Xingyun's hand, and a powerful sword power erupted from his body. The aura fluctuations in the middle stage of divine transformation appeared subsequently.
Chen Qingyuan no longer hid his clumsiness and directly showed his cultivation.
Divine Transformation Realm, later stage!
For a moment, all the heroes were shocked and in disbelief.
"Impossible!"
everyone shouted, raising doubts.
"During the feast of Baimai, this boy was still at the peak of Nascent Soul. How many years have passed, why is he already in the late stage of divine transformation?"
Young people and the older generation were all shocked and in an uproar.
"Could it be some secret technique of Qingzong that forcibly improved Chen Qingyuan's cultivation level?"
Some people speculated, but they didn't believe that Chen Qingyuan practiced it on his own.
This is indeed the case, and it is not due to Chen Qingyuan's efforts.
However, this is not the Taoism of Qingzong, but the empowerment of the ancestors' will of Daoyi Academy.
Of course the world doesn't know about this.
"Senior Dugu, are you cheating?"
an elder from Penglai Holy Land asked.