Refining Taoism and ascending to immortality

Wang Bairan was a little surprised to see this scene. He half turned around and looked to one side, saying: "I knew that Master Zhou was an absolute genius, but I didn't expect him to be so strong."

"Master Zhou is indeed a genius of his generation, a figure that only appears once in a thousand years." Not far away, a cloud of air spread out, and Zhang Chengjie, a great monk from the Qingxuan Sect, walked out. A green cloud was rising above his head, holding up the precious pearl, and countless seal characters flew out, bright and colorful, clear and mysterious. He looked up at the grand atmosphere that suppressed the four directions like a river in the sky, and said: "But this is just a competition. If it is a real fight, it is hard to say."

This competition only competes with mysterious skills and magic power. Zhou Qing's qualifications are extraordinary and can suppress three old masters. Although it is shocking, it is not impossible.

But once a real fight, it will be different.

Zhou Qing may have a talent that only comes once in a thousand years, but he is a newly promoted great cultivator after all. He is definitely inferior to the old great cultivators in the comprehension of the Dharma body, the cultivation of magical powers, and the nurturing of his life magic weapon.

"That's right." Wang Bairan nodded. He raised his head and stared at the endless and overwhelming mysterious energy that covered all the peaks. He couldn't help but exclaimed, "Anyway, after this celebration, the name of Brother Zhou will really spread throughout the universe."

No matter what, the most fundamental thing for a cultivator is the mysterious skills and magic power. Other magical powers or magic weapons can be slowly cultivated and improved as long as there is enough time. And with Zhou Qing's amazing mysterious skills and magic power that can fight three people alone at the Dharma Assembly Celebration this time, his future is limitless.

As time goes by, Zhou Qing will definitely grow into one of the most terrifying great cultivators below the Cave Heaven Realm!

"The name is known all over the world."

Zhang Chengjie sensed the overwhelming spiritual clouds in the air, his eyes dim. He had heard that Jing Beixuan of Zhenyi Sect was extremely talented, and now there was another genius who looked even more powerful.

In the flying palace, Zhou Guan looked at the boundless and endless mysterious energy in the air, which pressed down on all the peaks, and was filled with a kind of majestic and majestic feeling. His heart was finally put down, and then indescribable joy surged in his heart. His face was full of joy after being shocked, and he said: "He repelled three great monks at once. It's amazing, it's amazing!"

At the beginning, he saw the three great monks joining forces to besiege Zhou Qing, and his heart was in his throat. He thought the scene would be ugly and this celebration would end in failure, but then there was a sudden turn of events. Zhou Qing, as a new great monk, crushed the three great monks and completely gained the upper hand.

Even though he was not a witness, just watching from afar, as a descendant of the Luochuan Zhou family, he felt his blood boiling, and his whole body was burning with excitement.

Such a scene, such an incredible thing, he dared not even dream of it!

The Luochuan Zhou family master who arranged this Dharma Assembly could not help laughing, and the sound echoed in the hall and spread far away, with a kind of exhilaration.

This Dharma Assembly celebration can be said to be successfully completed, even better than expected. With his own strength, he overwhelmed the three old Xuanmen masters. Zhou Qing, a younger generation of the clan, can be said to be famous.

The mysterious energy turned in the air, as if the magic power of the three masters of Doumu Palace, Taixiao Sect and Yingtian Academy had begun to gather, so it suddenly rolled up, shining with brilliant gold, and fell down, turning into a Yuanying Dharma body, slowly falling to the Dharma altar. Then there were waves of auspicious clouds, layers of stamens, and mysterious sounds, which spread throughout the island.

After three or five breaths, the Nascent Soul Dharma Body retreated by itself, and Zhou Qing reappeared on it, his star-like eyes slowly sweeping across the entire venue.

The other party carried the invincible power that had just overwhelmed the three great monks. Everyone present, when their eyes met, subconsciously felt the endless majesty coming at them, and could not help but slightly lower their eyelids and not look at them.

At this time, a melodious bell sounded, countless mysterious sounds spread, and countless inspirations turned into different light wheels and fell, ding-dong-donging non-stop.

This celebration ceremony ended here!

At the same time, the news about Zhou Qing's single-handedly overpowering the three great monks at this celebration ceremony flew out like a bird with wings, spreading in all directions, spreading farther and farther, and becoming more and more exaggerated.

Any interested person from any force who heard it would inevitably be shocked in his heart. Such a celebration ceremony is very rare.

The name of Zhou Qing shook all the major forces for the first time. It was not just because of the name of genius, but more because he was regarded as a rising giant and the future Dongtian Zhenren!

In a mountain peak, Jiang Shuyuan, a female fairy from Doumu Palace, snorted coldly, waved her sleeves, and stood up and came to the hall.

In the center of the hall, there was an embroidered mirror, facing inward. When the skylight shone, countless fragments of light jumped out of the mirror and fell on the golden brick floor, like a circle of divine wheels, with gods inside, sitting cross-legged and chanting. The gods were all goddesses, majestic and solemn, and the voices they made also contained coldness. Wherever they went, they immersed this space in the divine light.

This was the magic weapon she brought from the door. The mirror was hung high to shield the qi, so as not to be observed by those who were interested.

Facing the mirror light, Jiang Shuyuan came to the high platform above and sat down. A jade lotus bloomed behind her, reflecting her jade face, which was cold.

She came all the way to attend the celebration ceremony for the newly promoted great monks just to see Zhou Qing's quality, but the result made her unhappy.

Two quarters of an hour later, a crane cry was heard outside, followed by a white line that shot in and arrived in front of the main hall. A cloud-like precious aura fell, and light appeared in the aura, and feathers rose in the light. Then feathers fell down one by one, turning into a crane cloak, which was draped over the body. Shen Ziguang walked in, his Dharma body was misty and ethereal, with an inexplicable aura.

This Taixiao Sect member came inside, bowed to Jiang Shuyuan, and then sat down on another cloud platform.

The two sat opposite each other, silent for a while, only the mirror light above kept falling, the remaining color went in all directions, hit the wall, like hitting the water and waves, rushing, but silently.

In the just-concluded Dharma Assembly, although the two did not fight with all their strength for various reasons, there is no doubt that the three of them joined forces to suppress Zhou Qing, making them lose face as the great monks in their respective sects.

It was Jiang Shuyuan who spoke first, breaking the dead silence in the hall. There was a six-color glow on her hair, and there was a murderous aura like a sword in her tone. She said: "If it is a real fight, I will never let Zhou Qing, a young man, show off so much!"

Shen Ziguang nodded, agreeing. If it was a real life-and-death fight, he would have full confidence even if he faced the female fairy of Doumu Palace in front of him, not to mention Zhou Qing, a newly promoted great monk?

"What's next?"

After saying a few words, Jiang Shuyuan restrained his emotions. Zhenyi Sect's expansionist heart is not dead, and the clash with Doumu Palace will not stop in the future. New great monks like Zhou Qing will definitely be the vanguard and fresh force. The current understanding and targeting are not enough.

Shen Ziguang glanced at the opposite side, pondered for a moment, and said: "In the next few days, I plan to visit several real people from Zhenyi Sect."

"Real people from Zhenyi Sect."

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Jiang Shuyuan's eyes lit up, as if thinking about something.

Zhenyi Sect and Doumu Palace are both upper Xuanmen. Such Xuanmen sects have always had complex forces. The rise of a peerless genius like Zhou Qing is bound to affect other forces and make them dissatisfied.

No super power will be a monolithic entity, and it is not a fantasy to find allies from Zhenyi Sect.

After deciding to exchange what they have, Shen Ziguang left. When he came outside, he saw mountains in the distance, half mixed with clouds, and a circle of cold color on the outermost edge. The coldness hit his face, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

In order to compete for the sphere of influence, the Doumu Palace and Zhenyi Sect are in a clever confrontation as a whole. As a great monk of Doumu Palace, Jiang Shuyuan is indeed not suitable to be active in Zhenyi Sect, because he is likely to run into a wall. But if he wants to deal with Zhou Qing as an individual, it will be different if it does not involve Zhenyi Sect.

Before he came, he had contacted the forces in Zhenyi Sect that were dissatisfied with Zhou Qing through the elders of the sect. After all, Taixiao Sect and Zhenyi Sect are both Xuanmen, and there are many connections between them.

Shen Ziguang waved his hand, and a flying car fell from the clouds. On it was a gorgeous canopy, with three birds and three beasts on the side, hidden in the auspicious clouds, and four golden boys and girls stood on it, holding jade bottles and treasure boxes, and the spiritual light was shining.

He got on the flying car, and only heard a clear crane cry, and the auspicious cloud formation rose into the air and went far away.

After an unknown amount of time, a piece of auspicious colors appeared in front of us, circling in the air, forming a vortex, with large groups of smoke flowing in it, like a washed emerald color, spotless.

Faintly, there was a tall figure inside, looming, but not clearly seen.

Seeing the arrival of the flying car, the smoke dissipated, revealing the cultivator inside. This was a middle-aged man. He wore a crown on his head, a sun and moon fairy robe on his body, and a fish dragon bag hanging from his waist. His skin was extremely white, like a beautiful jade. The whole person stood there, with a sense of solemnity.

"Fellow Daoist Shen." Seeing Shen Ziguang getting off the cloud car, the middle-aged cultivator came up with a smile on his face and said, "Long time no see, fellow Daoist is more elegant than before."

"Fellow Daoist Meng." Shen Ziguang sensed the heavy aura of the other party, and his eyes condensed slightly. In recent years, the other party has not shown his true colors, but he did not expect that his realm has become more profound. He also smiled and said, "Long time no see."