Li Qingcha immediately looked away. The people around were talking about it. "What's wrong with these Taoist monks? Why are they all paralyzed?" "Didn't you see how weak they were in the first three days? Some people fainted every day, and some even foamed at the mouth, like they were having epilepsy. I guess their strength is just like that." "Is there nothing to watch today?" …… Noisy, The sound is getting louder and louder. At this time, a light laugh suddenly came from the direction of the Jinlian Temple's pavilion. "It seems that you youngsters have shown your cowardice."
A Taoist priest walked slowly onto the stage. He held a whisk in his hand, and wore a jade belt decorated with yin and yang. His Taoist robe was a plain color, but a blooming lotus was embroidered with gold thread on the hem. He was dressed like the elder of the Golden Lotus Temple. Li Qingcha raised his eyebrows. Xuan Jing, Ah…… This old guy really came to Beijing. I saw Xuan Jing bowing to the people around him. "Everyone, is there anyone willing to step forward and challenge me?" As soon as these words came out, all the Taoist monks cursed Xuan Jing in their hearts. After what happened to Zhang Kun, the leaders of various sects should have reached some kind of tacit understanding and would not come to Beijing again. I didn't expect there would be someone so shameless. "..." "..." "..." There was an eerie silence around the ring. The Seventh Prince was speechless and asked Li Qingcha: "What rank is he?" Li Qingcha's eyes turned. "Fifth rank." "Hmm... Isn't that amazing~"
"It's awesome." Li Qingcha was not joking. The fifth-grade Taoist Golden Elixir can break all illusions. The magic sect's skills, Seeing, smelling, searching for fragrance... These all contain elements of sleight of hand and will be naturally restrained before entering the second level, the realm of abandoning delusion. Ji Gaoyun briefly introduced the power of the golden elixir to the Seventh Prince. The Seventh Prince was puzzled. "That's not right. Didn't Li Qingcha break Zhang Kun's chess game yesterday?" Ji Gaoyun also just recited the book, with only a partial understanding. He looked at Li Qingcha for help. Li Qingcha explained: "Yesterday was different. I was able to break the chess game because 'Once the piece was taken away from Kyushu, the smoke of war from the Spring and Autumn Period entered the game'. In essence... Tsk... It's a bit hard to explain." The Seventh Prince nodded. "Then there's no need to say anything. I'll just consider you lucky." Li Qingcha: ￣□￣｜｜ She didn't argue anymore. Luck is also a reasonable explanation. Xuan Jing on the stage looked around and saw that no one was coming up. A hint of satisfaction appeared on the corner of his mouth. "It seems that no one is challenging me... In that case..." He paused for a moment. "Three days ago, Qingwei... hehe... that is, my useless disciple, was disciplined on the ring. As a master, I want to express my gratitude. I wonder if I can fulfill this wish?" As soon as he finished speaking, Xuan Jing's eyes fell on Li Qingcha, like two sharp blades. hum- Li Qingcha's flowing light then emitted a subtle buzzing sound. In an instant, the atmosphere became tense. Chapter 361 Tacit understanding "He wants to challenge Lord Li?" "Tsk..."
"Will you accept the challenge?" …… The people were whispering. At this moment, a light laugh came from Lingyun Sect. "Xuan Jing, do you want to fight against my twelve flying swords?" Zheng—— The sword tip hummed softly. Yu Youwei jumped onto the stage, with twelve flying swords surrounding her, forming a sword formation that seemed to appear and disappear. In the pavilion of Jinlian Temple, Qingwei snorted coldly. "Do you think you can call me Master? You have no respect for your parents!" result, "Shut up!" "Shut up!" Yu Youwei and Xuan Jing said in unison. Qingwei's face turned red, he lowered his head and dared not say another word. Xuan Jing raised the whisk in his hand. "Fairy Fish, hehe... You defeated Qingwei easily with twelve flying swords. There was no verbal provocation and no sneak attack from behind. Your victory was legitimate. I will not make things difficult for you." Yu Youwei glanced in the direction of the royal pavilion. Xuan Jing's target turned out to be Li Qingcha, exactly as the two had speculated yesterday. The corners of the girl's mouth curled up, "Oh." Just one word, Xuan Jing was so angry that his face turned pale. When he first arrived in Beijing, he was shocked by what the storyteller said in the restaurant, and his state of mind was slightly flawed. But even so, it is no problem for the fifth rank to deal with the sixth rank. Why does Yu Youwei talk to me like this! ? act recklessly! He snorted.
"Heh... Fish Fairy, do you want to challenge me?" Yu Youwei made a sword gesture. The twelve flying swords stopped patrolling and suddenly pointed their sword tips directly at Xuan Jing. The atmosphere of solemnity and murderousness was overwhelming. The girl said: "If the younger one can't find the older one, and if the older one can't find the ancestors, it's true." I learned this from Li Qingcha. This one sentence severely criticized both Qingwei and Xuanjing. The flesh on Xuan Jing's cheeks twitched. He reached into his arms and took out the talisman paper. At this time, something unexpected happened. Li Qingcha also walked onto the stage, with one hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, exuding an aura of majesty without even being angry. "Master Xuan Jing, you seem to want to stand up for Qing Wei?" "..." "..." "..." Everyone was stunned. The Seventh Prince was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked: "Li Qingcha wants to challenge a fifth-rank cultivator?" Next, the second question: "Can he win?" Among those present, only Luo Weiyang was a cultivator. Everyone looked at the girl. Luo Weiyang was also confused. "Should... maybe... maybe... probably I'm not a match for him... right?" No normal person would think that Li Qingcha could challenge Xuan Jing. The Seventh Prince turned to the pavilion of the Yizi Dao Sect. "Can Li Qingcha win?" Lu Luming shook his head, but he couldn't make his opinion too obvious, so he could only say vaguely: "Lord Li should have other ideas." The other monks did not speak. Obviously, their thoughts were similar to Lu Luming's.
Li Qingcha was still at the ninth rank three months ago. If he can challenge the fifth rank now, then these cultivators might as well go back home and farm. What the hell! fall! On the stage, Li Qingcha said with a smile: "When did Taoist Xuan Jing come to Beijing? Yesterday, Zhang Tianshi and Wei Shanchang had such a wonderful fight. You are their peer, why don't you come out to join in the fun?" As soon as he opened his mouth, he spoke in a sarcastic tone. Xuan Jing clenched his fist holding the talisman paper, and his fingers were almost broken in his palm.
