Chapter 517

"He, he actually won …" Nangong Qianrou's expression was complicated. He suddenly felt his face burning as if he had been slapped.

"Although he relied on Confucian magic to win, he can defeat two fourth-grade masters, which means he can defeat us …" The Jinluo people had complicated feelings. They felt that they had cultivated for half a lifetime, but they still couldn't defeat a kid who was only in the Spirit Refining realm half a year ago.

The blow was so heavy that the Jinluo people didn't want to speak for a while.

"He won, he won …"

Lianxiao cheered. If it weren't for her image and majesty as a princess, she would have jumped three feet high and bounced like a little rabbit.

The inner beauty was overjoyed.

"When he fought with the Buddhists, he relied on the Supervisor's support, so it wasn't strange that he won … But this time, he defeated two fourth-grade masters with a pure sixth-grade cultivation …" Huaiqing wouldn't cheer without caring about her image like Lin 'an, but she was still shocked.

"Didn't they say that there was a big gap between them? How did this kid win? "The Princess's eyes, hidden under her veil hat, stared at Chu Xianglong as if she was questioning him.

Chu Xianglong's eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly. He wanted to explain, but when he recalled the scene of the battle just now, he felt that any rebuttal would be useless.

The Princess's exquisite lips curled up slightly, and she snorted in her heart.

Cheers rose and fell, and the common people were not stingy with their cheers and praises for the young man who was slowly walking ashore.

A noble with a complicated expression said emotionally, "How many years has it been since there was such a young man who was deeply loved by the common people in the capital?"

The common people's cheers and enthusiasm reminded them of the Battle of Shanhai Pass, when the army returned triumphantly and the common people of the capital lined the streets to welcome them.

Only Wei Yuan, who was at the peak of his fame, could do this.

Another noble said in a deep voice, "Did you notice that ever since the battle, his reputation is getting higher and higher?"

"After all, a Buddhist battle is an opportunity that can only be encountered by chance. Anyone who wins in a battle will have a great increase in reputation."

"Well, I can only say that his luck is too good."

Big Brother actually won, and he used the magic of the Confucian School … Xu Xinnian reaped double the pride. He turned his head to look at the shocked daughter of the Wang Family and said in a boastful and praising tone,

"My big brother can always achieve feats that ordinary people can't."

As for me, I will also strive to catch up … Xu Erlang added in his heart.

Wang Simu smiled and nodded. She liked the arrogance in Xu Erlang. It was precisely because of this arrogance that he did not lose his splendor under his cousin's brilliance and feel sorry for himself.

On the riverbank, Xu Qi 'an held Li Miaozhen in his arms. He slowly swept his gaze across the excited crowd, the stunned Jianghu people, and the faces with different expressions.

He gently nodded, then flapped his invisible wings and flew away with Li Miaozhen in his arms.

Chu Yuanzhen watched as his figure disappeared, a poem still reverberating in his mind: Today, I present this to the monarch, who has injustice?

This was the second half of the poem that Xu Qi An whispered in his ear.

For a moment, Chu Yuanzhen felt as if he was struck by lightning. His whole body trembled, so he let go of his sword and stopped thinking about the outcome of the battle.

"Today I show you, who has injustice …" he murmured to himself.

"I have nurtured the sword for many years. When the sword is unsheathed, it must be sharp. I want to defeat Li Miaozhen in the battle and repay Renzong for teaching me the sword … But I was wrong, terribly wrong. Li Miaozhen is chivalrous and has a good character. She shouldn't die under my sword. I killed a good person for my own selfishness, which will become a demon in my heart and I will bear it for the rest of my life … Xu Ningyan is saving me.

He deliberately didn't say the second half of the poem because he knew this day would come … Today I show you, who has injustice? This is the original intention of nurturing the sword … Chu Yuanzhen took a deep breath and sighed with emotion.

He looked at Xu Qi 'an's back and bowed deeply.

"Look, Chu Yuanzhen is convinced of his loss. He even bowed to Xu Yinluo."

"Xu Yinluo is really a genius."

The people were happy to see Xu Yinluo win over his opponent.

…

"I have to run. If I don't, everyone will see me being devoured by the Confucian magic. My image will be gone …" Xu Qi An flapped his invisible wings desperately and returned to the capital.

He reviewed the pros and cons of participating in the competition between Heaven and Man.

"The Vajra Power has reached the initial stage as I wished. There will be no further improvement before the fourth stage … The good thing is that my defense is comparable to that of a fourth stage Warrior, or even stronger. Of course, my actual combat ability is far inferior.

"The magic book that the great Confucian scholars gave me used five pages. One page recorded the Golden Elixir of Daoism, one page recorded the Buddhist precepts, and two pages recorded the laws of the Confucian school. Hmm, the last page was destroyed by Li Miaozhen … This is a great loss. I have to find a way to go to Yunlu Academy and get some free stuff. I wonder how many of these great Confucian scholars have in stock …

"The Jinlian Taoist priest still owes me a treasure. I'll ask him for it later.

"Renzong's side is fine with forcefully intervening in the battle. After all, Luo Yuheng is the winner. As for Tenzō … "

At this thought, Xu Qi An looked at Li Miaozhen and patted her face. He chuckled and said, "You're so beautiful. Be my concubine, haha …"

As soon as he finished speaking, his shoulders trembled and he found that he could not produce any airflow. The invisible wings had disappeared. Then, he felt a tearing pain in his brain. His vision went black and he fell.

At the last moment, he hugged Li Miaozhen tightly in his arms to ensure that the Tenzō Shōnin would not fall to her death.

…

Lingbao Temple.

Luo Yuheng was not in the mood to cultivate today. Sometimes she played with the tea set, sometimes she flipped through the scriptures, and sometimes she stood in the courtyard, staring at the blue sky outside the wall in a daze.

Yuan Jing Di was tactful and did not come to find her to cultivate.

The disciples in the temple kept quiet out of fear. They walked and talked in low voices. The temple was shrouded in a depressing and tense atmosphere.

Until a man in a green robe with a sword on his back stepped into the temple. He passed through the halls and gardens and walked into the depths of the temple.

"Chu Yuanzhen is back?"

"The battle between the Immortals is over … Brother Chu, did you win or lose?"

"Brother Chu, did you defeat Li Miaozhen?"

The depressing atmosphere was broken. The Renzong Taoist priests heard the news and came over. They surrounded Chu Yuanzhen and asked questions.

Chu Yuanzhen shook his head and said in a low voice, "I lost."

The voices stopped abruptly. The Renzong Taoist priests looked at each other as if they had lost their parents.

Chu Yuanzhen ignored the pessimistic Taoist priests and walked straight to Luo Yuheng's courtyard. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw a fairy-like figure standing by the pond.

"National Advisor." Chu Yuanzhen bowed with his hands folded in front.

Luo Yuheng nodded slightly. "I already knew the result. You must have your reasons for not using your sword. I don't blame you. Renzong used the fate of the dynasty to cultivate, but he did not expect the fate to be so short.

"This is decided by the heavens. No one can change it …"

"I only said I lost, but I did not say that Li Miaozhen won … Should I make things clear now? If I tell her that the winner is Xu Qi'an … It seems that I will be slapped to death by the National Advisor …" Chu Yuanzhen hesitated.

Luo Yuheng looked at him and saw his strange expression. She comforted him. "Don't blame yourself. I said it was not your fault."

Chu Yuanzhen cleared his throat and said, "National Advisor, I didn't win, but Li Miaozhen didn't win either. I don't know why Xu Qi'an appeared halfway and forcefully intervened in the battle between the Immortals. He even defeated me and Li Miaozhen.

"The battle between the Immortals … actually hasn't started yet."