Shennong Daojun

On the square, something strange happened.

The bamboo horse shone brightly, suddenly turned its head, and stepped towards Zhao Xing with the momentum of Mount Tai.

Two people on the field instantly discovered the true strength of the bamboo horse.

One of them was Hu Yang. As a mechanical master, he was naturally familiar with it, because the bamboo horse was a kind of mechanical beast, and it was one of the most classic mechanical beasts.

Ordinary bamboo horses, even the third-grade top-grade ones, could hardly give birth to powerful spirituality, but the bamboo horse ridden by Yang Junxiong not only gave birth to spirituality, but was also very powerful.

Following the master on the battlefield for many years, it has transformed into a ‘war spirit’!

In one battle after another, the bamboo horse’s war spirit also gained a strong fighting instinct, and its fighting power was comparable to that of the master!

Yang Junxiong entered the grade on the mountain, and the spiritual war spirit in the bamboo horse was also improved.

It is equivalent to both a person and a horse entering the grade!

The second person who found something wrong was Du Jiaojiao. Her bright eyes had reached the ninth turn. When Yang Junxiong left Zhuma, a shadow of Yang Junxiong appeared on Zhuma's back.

In the induction, two breaths of entering the grade appeared!

Yang Junxiong's separation of people and horses was obviously well prepared.

If Shanmao wanted to stop him, Zhuma would severely injure Zhao Xing, and if he went to save people, he could take incense into the temple.

On the last night, he finally stopped hiding and showed his true trump card.

"Boom~"

Zhuma stepped into the air, as if there were thousands of troops.

Zong Shichang and the people around him felt that their breathing was suffocated, and a heavy pressure covered them, and his legs were trembling.

Fortunately, there was a clerk of the temple beside him who felt the existence of the fighting spirit and retreated with Zong Shichang in an instant.

But the rest of the people seemed to have no time to react, or were suppressed by Zhuma's power and did not move.

Just when everyone thought Zhao Xing was in danger, a calm voice appeared:

"Don't come back to save me, concentrate on beating that big guy."

"Huh? Under the influence of the fighting spirit's evil spirit, he can still speak?" Yang Junxiong glanced at Zhao Xing and found that he was standing tall, not affected at all.

"A mere soldier dares to call himself a fighting spirit?!" Zhao Xing's head was covered with floating clouds, his five fingers pointed to the sky, and lightning suddenly appeared on his body.

"Zizizizi~"

Purple lightning suddenly appeared at the fingertips, and quickly combined together in a mysterious trajectory to form five nooses.

It was a self-created spell, the thunder noose!

"Go!"

The thunder noose flew, like a smart lightning snake, and went straight to the fighting spirit.

"Kill!"

The fighting spirit's phantom swept through the army with a gun, but the thunder noose was extremely flexible and did not entangle with the fighting spirit, but whipped the bamboo horse.

"Boom!" The purple light collided with the red light, and the evil spirit was immediately weakened by three points.

"Boom boom boom boom!"

Five consecutive noose whips, so fast that people can't react.

Zhuma Fighting Soul is also experienced, but he waved five spears in a row, but only two of them really interfered with the thunder noose.

The other three were all bypassed.

This is the beauty of Yin Lei Fa. Unlike the fierceness of Thunder Palm, Yin Lei is extremely fast and extremely agile. After hitting the spear, it did not disintegrate, but lightly bounced and was put on Zhuma's neck.

"Zizizi~"

Sparks were immediately produced at the place where Thunder and Zhuma were entangled, and Zhuma's speed suddenly slowed down, and the galloping momentum was blocked.

"What?!" Yang Junxiong was shocked. He thought that Shanmao might block his Zhuma, but he never expected that Zhao Xing, a ninth-level Si Nong of Juyuan, could block it.

Just like this distraction, "Bang!" Yang Junxiong felt a heavy blow to his chest, and the whole person couldn't help but fly backwards.

The mountain cat's secret technique, heavy wind control!

But the mountain cat used its two hind legs to kick him hard in the chest, and the heavy wind control kick, borrowing the power of the wind, this kick was surprisingly powerful!

"Evil beast!" Yang Junxiong's eyes were sinister, and he no longer paid attention to the bamboo horse, and concentrated on dealing with the mountain cat.

The heart guard on his chest had some cracks. If he was distracted again, he might be seriously injured by the mountain cat.

"This..." Du Jiaojiao stopped.

Although she was a girl, she was chivalrous and brave. She had known Zong Shichang since childhood, and she couldn't ignore him when he was in danger.

But I didn't expect that the situation would change so quickly.

Yang Junxiong's bamboo horse's fighting spirit didn't work!

Five nooses locked the bamboo horse, and the evil spirit on the fighting spirit was much weaker.

"Burning fighting spirit!"

"Step on a thousand mountains!"

Seeing that he was trapped, the phantom of the knight on the bamboo horse raised his spear high, and the bamboo horse raised its front hoof, and then fell down fiercely, causing a terrifying wave of air.

The fighting spirit and the childhood sweetheart used their secret skills together, and the wild and unruly knight tried to break free from the chains.

"Bang!"

One of the thunder chains was actually broken!

"Let's see how many you can break free of!"

Zhao Xing's eyes flashed with lightning, and his left hand was raised.

Three more thunder chains were born!

After taking away so many spiritual talents, including Yuanfa spiritual talents, the thunder noose has reached the eighth turn!

"Zizizizi!"

The three thunder chains quickly locked the horse's head and pulled the proud childhood sweetheart down.

The intermediate secret skill of stepping on a thousand mountains was interrupted before it could be fully displayed.

"Cold wind! Rise!"

A cold wind blew out from the ground and rushed straight to the fighting spirit on the horse's back.

Before, due to the obstruction of the evil spirit, the cold wind could hardly blow directly to the fighting spirit.

But now that he was trapped by the thunder rope, the evil spirit was also weakened a lot. If he cast the Yin Feng again, he could take advantage of the opportunity to enter.

"Whoosh~"

Although it was just a gust of wind, the fighting spirit on the bamboo horse seemed to be poured with a basin of cold water.

The evil flames surrounding the fighting spirit suddenly lost more than half and became dim!

The Yin Feng spell targeted the soul. Although it did not directly injure the fighting spirit, its offensive was completely blocked and it completely lost the potential energy of attack.

"Thunder Palm!"

While the bamboo horse and the fighting spirit were trapped, Zhao Xing cast the third spell again.

A purple palm suddenly flew out from the floating clouds above his head. When it flew out, it was only the size of a normal palm, but it would grow in size when it flew into the air.

When it landed on the top of the bamboo horse's head, it was actually four meters long and one meter thick!

The thunder palm slapped down fiercely.

It hit the top of the fighting spirit's head.

"Bang!"

The bamboo horse fell, the fighting spirit screamed, and slammed hard on the square, leaving a big pit.

The seven-turn thunder palm was so strong that the fighting spirit was smashed into half of its body.

Thunder magic can also hurt the soul, especially the strong Yang thunder, which has amplified lethality to this pure soul.

Zhao Xing first used the thunder chain to weaken the fighting spirit's evil spirit protection, and then used the Yin wind to weaken the fighting spirit's strength. Now this slap has a miraculous effect.

"No!" Yang Junxiong's eyes were bloodshot and he rushed towards the bamboo horse like crazy.

That was the fighting spirit he cultivated after fighting hard on the battlefield for ten years, but now it was going to be destroyed by someone, which was simply a death sentence.

"Meow!" The mountain cat dodged and kicked forward, and immediately kicked Yang Junxiong away again.

Its speed was too fast, and its divine talent made the mountain cat's speed superior to the ninth grade.

Yang Junxiong could not pass under the mountain cat's hands at all.

"BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM BOOM!!!!"

The thunder was endless, and the purple palm took the opportunity to slap wildly.

In the blink of an eye, the bamboo horse fighting spirit was hit by several big pockets.

The trembling thunder sounded in the Temple of Heaven Square, and the spectators could not help but retreat.

In fact, many people did not understand the battle situation, because if the bright eyes were not full, the fighting spirit could not be seen.

But Zhao Xing's thunder noose and big palm could be observed.

The mid-level thunder method reached the level of seven or eight turns, and the power was so great that it was frightening. Ordinary thunder would scare people, let alone the mid-level fierce thunder method.

"What kind of thunder method is this, why is it so domineering?!"

"I have never seen this kind of thunder method, and it can form a palm?"

"Hey, I didn't lose unfairly."

Looking at this scene, Cao Qiushui felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart. Originally, he thought that his cultivation had increased greatly, and perhaps he had shortened the distance.

Now it seems that the distance has not only not narrowed, but has become larger and larger.

The strong will always be strong. Zhao Xing had encountered more experiences in this sacred mountain than him.

"Bang!"

The last bombardment directly shattered the fighting spirit.

The previous magical power suddenly dissipated.

The luster on the bamboo horse disappeared, and it dropped from the third-grade upper grade to the third-grade lower grade.

The hinge locks the bamboo horse, and the thunder shatters the fighting spirit!

After Yang Junxiong's mark was worn away, Zhao Xing gently pulled, and the bamboo horse came to stand in front of him. It had become an ownerless object.

"Puff!" Yang Junxiong spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was just barely resisting the mountain cat, and now he was in a mess and could no longer resist. He was scratched in the chest and abdomen by the mountain cat's thunder-splitting claws.

"Puff~" The claws flashing with thunder tore the breastplate and even scratched a bloody mark on Yang Junxiong's chest.

"Bang!" The mountain cat kicked its hind legs, and Yang Junxiong's body fell outside the square and fell unconscious.

The wind died down and the thunder dissipated, and the square was silent.

Everyone looked at this scene with shock in their eyes.

Yang Junxiong, the arrogant knight who won the first incense for two consecutive nights, was defeated just like that.

And the trump card was revealed, and he was defeated so thoroughly.

"I can understand that he can't beat the mountain cat, but how can the fighting soul childhood be defeated by the Si Nong who has not entered the grade?"

Hu Yang muttered to himself, looking at the childhood friend who had lost his spirituality, he couldn't help but lose his mind for a while. He knew the tyranny of the mechanical beasts, but the result was hard for him to accept.

Doesn't it mean that Zhao Xing can also easily defeat his mechanical beasts?

"This guy..." Lu Qian's eyes flashed with horror, "How did he practice, the four methods of time, is he proficient in everything?"

"Sister Jiao, do the three of us still have a chance to grab the first incense?!"

Du Jiaojiao's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, eager to try.

But then she shook her head again.

"Unless Qianqian and Qing'er, you two can raise the power of [Da Shao] to a higher level, and cooperate with me, maybe we can fight."

"Even if it is raised to a higher level, we can only fight once?" Liu Muqing also shook her head, which was equivalent to saying that there was no hope.

But she still took the gun and flew into the air.

Although she knew that she couldn't win, her heart of martial arts was brave and unstoppable. How could she be afraid before the battle? Du Jiaojiao still wanted to try.

"Mountain cat, she wants to steal your toy, kick it!"

"Meow!" Du Jiaojiao just flew into the air, and saw a black shadow flying over, kicking her hind legs fiercely. Caught off guard, Du Jiaojiao only had time to resist with the gun horizontally.

"Bang!" The silver gun bent and pressed on Du Jiaojiao's conscience. She flew back to the ground at a faster speed, and her feet were shaken and hurt.

Yufengzhong, but it is a secret skill of the seventh level of the middle level. The mountain cat itself is a different species. After entering the grade, even if it is a cub, its strength is amazing.

“Meow!” The mountain cat stepped on the cat steps and bowed to intimidate.

It seemed to say that whoever dared to take off and snatch the toy from me would be beaten.

The mountain cat looked silly when it was fierce, but everyone in the square was extremely frightened.

The two strong men of the first rank were kicked down by the mountain cat.

What kind of species is this? !

“I can’t beat it. The mountain cat is too fast. Yang Junxiong can’t defend it, and neither can I.” After trying it once, Du Jiaojiao was open-minded. “It’s not a problem of skills, but the innate advantage of the beast.”

Even Du Jiaojiao gave up, so naturally no one in the square dared to fight.

Everyone retreated a little, waiting for Zhao Xing, the new strongest man, to speak.

Zhao Xing didn’t speak, and the others didn’t dare to ask.

The winner takes all. Now he can take as many incense sticks as he wants. Everyone can only wait with him as long as he wants.

Not only the hostile competitors, but even the ‘own people’, Uncle Hu, Uncle Cang, and Yuan Bo, were shocked and dared not to disturb him.

Still, Young Master Zong couldn't help but ask, "Zhao Sanjia, how do you plan to arrange the ten incense sticks? If you don't take them, no one else will dare to take them."

Zhao Xing thought, "Shen Zhui and I will take the first and second, and you can take the rest, Young Master Zong."

We have to go down the mountain at dawn, and there is no use taking a few more incense sticks.

Zong Shichang's banknotes have also been used up, and it is not easy for him to exchange them for anything else. There is no need to be so mercenary, and everyone still has some friendship.

"Okay, then I will speak for you?"

"Yes."

Zong Shichang got a chance to show off, and immediately acted like a show-off.

He stood with his hands behind his back, posed in a posture that he thought was cool, ran under the incense and cast the wind, letting the sound spread everywhere.

"Brother Zhao and I will take eight incense sticks for worshipping the gods, and the remaining two incense sticks will be taken by those who are capable!"

After saying that, Zong Shichang raised the wind and rolled the eight incense sticks in the air into his arms.

The others dared to be angry but did not dare to speak.

Others did not dare to say anything, Du Jiaojiao was unhappy, and Lu Qian shouted at Zong Shichang: "Zong Shiba, it's not your achievement, why are you pretending to be so powerful?!"

Unexpectedly, Zong Shichang ran over and said with a smile: "How could I forget you, here, these are three incense sticks, I will help you take them down, so that you don't have to jump this."

Seeing this, Lu Qian immediately said in a yin and yang tone: "Oh, you are so kind, and you can still think of me and Sister Jiaojiao? I'm afraid you didn't take it for Qing'er?"

Zong Shichang was exposed, and his old face blushed, and he secretly looked at Liu Muqing.

Du Jiaojiao glared at Lu Qian, then bowed to Zong Shichang: "Thank you, Brother Zong. I wonder what Zhao Xing has to say about the order of entering the temple?"

Zong Shichang said: "He is naturally the first one to burn incense, and the second one is for Shen Zhui, oh, that is, the warrior who chased Gu Feng before."

"What about the next one?" Lu Qian asked.

"Of course I will arrange it."

"Then how do you want to arrange it?"

"I want Miss Liu to go in third."

"Wow, Zong Shichang, you really have a lustful heart, and you still say it's not for Qing'er!"

"..."

While Zong Shichang was talking, Shen Zhui also returned to the square.

There were bloodstains on his iron ruler and his body, but they were not his.

"Is Brother Shen okay?"

Shen Zhui took off the bow behind him: "Fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission and helped you avenge that arrow."

Bow warriors regard bows as their lives. Now that Gu Feng's longbow has been taken by Shen Zhui, even if he has not lost half his life, he will not be far away.

"Good bow, brother Shen is awesome."

This man is capable, Zhao Xing just said that he was shot by Gu Feng during the day, and asked him to hold Gu Feng for a while.

I didn't expect the other party to work so hard and directly snatched Gu Feng's bow.

If the bow of a bow warrior is snatched, he will either die or be disabled.

Shen Zhui put the bow back on his back: "What is the result of the incense competition, has it started?"

Zhao Xing smiled: "It's over, just waiting for Brother Shen to enter the temple."

"Ah? Over?"

In some astonishment, Shen Zhui took the incense handed by Zhao Xing.

"Brother Shen, please go into the temple and burn the first incense."

Shen Zhui shook his head: "Don't, I broke the promise, and now I haven't helped much, you should burn the first incense."

At that time in Chen Shijie's house, Zhao Xing was willing to share half of the two pears, and Shen Zhui always remembered it. He felt that he owed Zhao Xing, so how could he be willing to burn the first incense?

"Okay, I'll go in first, and Brother Shen will go in second."

Zhao Xing, Shanmao, Shen Zhui, two people and one beast, all have the combat power of the first rank. After the order of entering the temple was determined, no one dared to object.

After leaving the Temple of Heaven, the first eight people entered the temple in order.

They were Zhao Xing, Shen Zhui, Liu Muqing, Du Jiaojiao, Lu Qian, Zong Shichang, Uncle Cang, and Uncle Hu.

The other two incense sticks were taken by Hu Yang and Cao Qiushui.

As for the ones behind, they could only grab the second wave of incense honestly.

Inside the temple.

"Zhao Xing, the clerk of the Ministry of Agriculture, asks the True Lord to show his holiness."

Huh~

The smoke was lingering, and the surroundings became dark, as if the Yin God of a giant appeared in front of Zhao Xing.

"You asked me to show my divine power, what do you want?"

Zhao Xing bowed and said, "Please grant me a piece of top-grade spiritual beauty."

"You are the first to receive the incense, so you should have this opportunity. I will send you there. Whether you can grasp it depends on you."

"Thank you, Master."

Another gust of smoke blew, and the mountain cat, bamboo horse and other objects were all engulfed by the smoke. Zhao Xing felt that he was no longer in the same place.

Looking again, he actually appeared on the edge of a cliff.

"Meow~" The mountain cat called out, with some confusion in its eyes. How did it suddenly appear here?

"Is there a top-grade spiritual beauty here?" Zhao Xing was also a little confused. He did not have a "sudden inspiration" feeling.

He looked around and felt familiar.

"Isn't this location... the place where Yang Junxiong came before?"

At that time, Zhao Xing was farming at the foot of the mountain and saw Yang Junxiong riding a bamboo horse and jumping in the mountain stream.

Zhao Xing found that he had also come to this location.

"Could it be that Yang Junxiong was looking for that top-grade spiritual beauty?"

The first incense stick to ask for the top-grade spiritual beauty does not mean to give it to you directly, or tell you the location, or tell you how to get it.

Zhao Xing was able to find the fortune gold cup because he found the place first and had found the top-grade spiritual beauty, but he just couldn't get it.

The fifth incense stick asked about the method of obtaining it, and the premise was that he passed the test.

"Yang Junxiong has been looking for two nights, but he didn't succeed?"

"It seems that it is a bit difficult to obtain this top-grade spiritual beauty." Zhao Xing said secretly.

In a few hours, they will all have to go down the mountain.

He didn't have the opportunity to burn incense and ask again.

"Yang Junxiong jumps around in the mountain stream, relying on this bamboo horse." Zhao Xing turned over and rode on the bamboo horse, "I'll try it too."

The bamboo horse can help people fly into the air. Although it can't fly for a long time, it can jump very far.

Although its grade has dropped, its auxiliary function is still there, but it has lost its fighting spirit.

"Go!" Zhao Xing squeezed his legs, and the bamboo horse suddenly ran towards the cliff with the wind under his feet. As the bamboo horse jumped, his body suddenly soared into the air.