A calligraphy copy, a group crosstalk … Wang Lu succeeded in delaying three months with despicable and shameless tactics.
It was not long, but it was more than half shorter than the most optimistic one year expectation. However, from another point of view, when the Grand Competition was first set, the preparation time was actually only three months. Now, it was equivalent to doubling the preparation time, which was enough to be proud of.
However, Wang Lu, who created this miracle, couldn't hold it anymore. His eyelids twitched in front of the rostrum.
In these three months, he worked the hardest in the entire City of Immortals. In the first month, he wrote without rest in the arena. Counting the time distortion factor, he didn't sleep for seven or eight years!
Even though the endurance and energy of Daoist Master King Pill were extraordinary, even though Wang Lu had entered the ethereal state when writing, and the consumption was relatively low, seven or eight years without rest was still enough to make a Yuanying Stage cultivator suffer from a mental breakdown.
Moreover, he was not idle in the next two months. The script of the group crosstalk was, of course, written by him. Apart from him, few people could create so many rich scripts in such a short period of time. Moreover, he would adjust and modify them in time according to the audience's reaction. It was just that, the price of this job was further consumption of energy. In these two months, the group crosstalk was rotating around the clock, and he, the script director, naturally couldn't rest …
Even if the man in black didn't come forward to stop him, it was actually difficult for Wang Lu to persist all night. When Zheng Shiliu's story came to an abrupt end, Wang Lu felt relieved.
"That's all I can do. Next … it's all up to you guys."
Wang Lu said and glanced at the people around him.
"In any case, we're all grandmasters of a sect. Please work harder next … Don't lose to me, a little Gold Core."
Upon hearing this, many Supremes on the side of the rostrum felt deeply ashamed. In terms of strength and experience, each of them was far above Wang Lu. However, on the stage of the Grand Competition, their role was minimal. They had to rely on Wang Lu, the insignificant King Pill, to control the situation...
Of course, it was true that Supreme Hetu was indulging Wang Lu, but on the other hand, these Supreme asked themselves if they were in Wang Lu's shoes, they really couldn't do what he did.
For example, the opening ceremony of the Grand Competition, which everyone didn't take seriously at first, he was actually able to dig out three months' time from it! With both genius creativity and outstanding execution, Wang Lu's chief planner was truly admirable.
"Everyone, I'll cut to the chase. In this Grand Competition, I have to win no matter what. I never want to taste the taste of failure. This time, I can't afford to lose … Don't let me down. If I wake up and find that you have lost … I will consider jumping ship! "
After saying this, Wang Lu could no longer support himself and fell asleep, leaving the group of Supremes with indescribable embarrassment.
This kind of naked condescending and distrustful tone was really rare for these big shots with incomparably prominent status. And the most important thing was the last sentence.
Jump ship? Jump to where? On Dixian's side?
In theory, this was, of course, a joke. However, Wang Lu was a person who could not be judged by common sense. He had already done too many things that were taken as a joke … For example, the three-month opening ceremony, who would not think that it was a joke beforehand?
If the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals really lost to the ancient Earth Immortals in the Grand Competition … would he really jump ship to the Earth Immortal camp? He might really be able to do this kind of thing. On a larger scale, the Grand Competition was for dominance, but in the final analysis, it was still to fight against the crisis of the Fallen Immortal. If the Wanxian League was really rotten, then it was understandable that a good bird would choose a tree to nest in. On a smaller scale, on the Dixian side, Xuan Mo obviously had an unusual relationship with him, and during this time, he had unearthed a large group of brainless fans. In addition, he was the excavator, the opener, and even the successor of this group of immortal tombs, so there was not much resistance to him joining the Dixian camp!
The more they thought about it, the more complicated the Supremes' eyes became when they looked at Wang Lu.
Why did such a talented disciple speak irresponsibly and say such a thing?
Among them, Feng Yin Daoist Master was the most embarrassed. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. His eloquence had always been mediocre, and he was not eloquent. Moreover, he also felt that the problem of Wang Lu was quite tricky. After all, Wang Lu's predecessor was that person … What would Feng Yin say about him?
When he was tangled, Feng Yin turned his head and saw that not far away, Wang Wu was sitting on a futon with a plate of melon seeds in her hand, watching with interest. She looked like she was watching a good show, which immediately made him angry.
In his primordial spirit, Feng Yin roared, "Wang Wu!"
Wang Wu's whole body quivered and she spilled half of the melon seeds. "What's wrong with me?"
"Look at the good disciple you've taught?"
"What the hell, what does this have to do with me? Don't just sit on it! " Wang Wu retorted angrily. However, as soon as she finished her sentence, Feng Yin blocked all her words.
"Do you still want the Elder's position or not?"
"Damn you, you abusing your power, bitch! You're ruthless! Just you wait! "
In her primordial spirit, Wang Wu spat on Feng Yin's behavior of bullying the weak and fearing the strong. Then, she glanced at Wang Lu, who had fallen asleep, and her heart was filled with hatred. You bitch, you actually pushed everything to me and slept alone!
But … things still had to be done. After all, he was … Wang Lu.
Therefore, Wang Wu put on a smile and stood up. "Big shots, please don't take it seriously. Wang Lu's words carry no harm."
A True Monarch snorted. "The great King Pill Enlightened Master is also considered a child?"
Wang Wu curled her lips. "He's a virgin, how can he not be counted?"
"Pu!"
At that moment, a True Monarch almost vomited blood. "Wang Lu is a virgin?!"
Wang Wu said, "Well, if you want to be serious, I can't be 100% sure. Anyway, I haven't used it."
"Nonsense! You're master and disciple, how can you cross the line! "
Wang Wu raised her eyebrows. "What's wrong with master and disciple? In many sects, grandfather-grandson relationships and even multiple grandfather-grandson relationships are very popular. Master and disciple relationships are simply plain soup and white noodles. Really, what era are you still so inflexible! "
"You?! You're a true Elder of a supreme sect, how can you say such disgraceful words?! "
With her hands on her hips, Wang Wu laughed with great momentum. "Hahaha! We cultivators cultivate the Immortal Dao to begin with! What's the big deal about saying disgraceful words? If you don't even dare to speak, how can you become an immortal?! "
"You're being unreasonable!"
Wang Wu stuck out her chest again. "I'm a woman! It's only right for me to be unreasonable! If you're not convinced, why don't you castrate yourself and stand on the same level as me? But I'll still defeat you with my rich experience. "
"You!"
Seeing that Wang Wu was getting more and more excited, the True Monarch who was quarreling with her turned livid and had to use his immortal heart to suppress his anger. On the other side, Feng Yin Daoist Master really knelt down.
"Fifth Junior Sister, do a good deed and stop your supernatural power … If you continue, our Lingjian School's reputation will be completely gone!"
"Damn, didn't you tell me to say it in the beginning?! You're so fickle, you're more like a woman than I am! "
Seeing that the quarrel was about to get out of hand, True Monarch He Tu sighed. "Okay, stop arguing. Why do you have to do this for an unimportant question?"
He Tu's words were still effective. Although the True Monarchs were angry, they restrained themselves and stopped talking. They just glared at Wang Wu fiercely and decided to teach her a lesson in the future. As for Wang Lu, he really needed to be careful in the future. It was true that he was talented, but the more talented a person was, the more ideas he had, and the more difficult it was to control him. Once something went wrong, it would be a big problem that would hurt the Union of Ten Thousand Immortals.
"We don't have too many opportunities to waste on questioning each other. If you suspect someone, don't use him. Since we've chosen Wang Lu, let him do it. If we're on guard against him, what's the use of him?"
After He Tu finished speaking, he looked at his side. Led by Xuan Mo, dozens of Dixian people had already walked into the field from the rostrum. He said, "It seems that Dixian friends can't wait any longer. Everyone, follow me to complete the last part."
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The last part of the opening ceremony was the joint blood oath between the Wanxian League and Dixian to ensure the effectiveness of this competition.
Since it was said that the Grand Competition would be used to determine the dominance of the future war against the Fallen Immortals, there must be a restrictive measure. For example, if they lost in the competition, on the surface, they bowed to the opponent, but in secret, they only cared about their own interests, which would eventually lead to mutual distrust and even mutual hostility between the two sides. What was the point of this Grand Competition?
It was absolutely necessary to sign a binding contract on both sides. And the signing of this contract was arranged at the last part of the opening ceremony, which was in the central arena of Immortal One Area.
The two sides who entered the arena to sign the contract were all one hundred and twenty-one Dixian people who were Resuscitated from the Tomb of Immortals and one hundred and forty-seven high-level Elders who represented the will of the entire Wanxian League. One hundred of them came from the Heavenly Sage Hall of the Wanxian League, which was also the highest authority of the Wanxian League. The other forty-seven were the so-called evil path.
These two hundred people entered the arena at the same time. The pressure generated by their existence alone made the arena overwhelmed and shook violently. The grassland, which had previously carried the whole performance of the opening ceremony, cracked in an instant. Thousands of bottomless cracks crisscrossed and bloomed on the ground, like a gorgeous flower of death. The blue sky was mercilessly torn, the stars fell, and the sky collapsed, revealing a dark void.
However, soon, the space in the arena began to expand rapidly until it reached its limit, barely digesting the pressure of these more than two hundred peak cultivators. However, at this time, there was no tangible thing in the arena. More than two hundred people stood in the dark void, each emitting a faint glimmer of light.
After the two sides silently confronted each other for a moment, Hetu Daoren took a step forward from the crowd of the Wanxian League. On the other side, the man in black who claimed to be the sinner also quietly appeared and came to the front of He Tu.
The two of them each represented a side. When their eyes met, they both felt a vast and majestic power that was close to the power of the heavens.
The man in black was slightly startled, and then nodded and praised, "You are indeed worthy to be the leader of the Nine Regions cultivators."
He Tu said, "There are many capable people in Nine Regions. If you call me the leader of the cultivators, I'm afraid it's an exaggeration."
With that, he took out a quaint scroll from his bosom and placed it in the void in front of his chest. Then, he pushed the scroll horizontally with an invisible force, which turned out to be a picture.
It was a picture depicting the mountains and rivers of the Nine Regions. The scroll was only two feet wide and three feet long. The vast Nine Regions were just a few strokes on the painting. However, if one looked closely, one could see the ups and downs of the mountains, the surging rivers, and even the flow of the surrounding spiritual energy from the subtle points of the painting. The picture seemed to be a few feet square, but it contained endless content.
It was a picture that seemed to carry the entire Nine Regions!
Daoist Master He Tu said in a deep voice, "This thing is the Nine Regions Map. The map records everything that the Wanxian League knows about Nine Regions. And on our side, all one hundred and forty-seven people have entrusted part of their primordial spirit to it. "
On the other side, the man in black nodded and then raised his hand high. In the dark void, hundreds of starlight suddenly lit up.
"This is a little bit of immortal spirit from all of us, so let's entrust it to your map."
With that, the more than one hundred rays of light flew down like meteors and then lingered on the Nine Regions Map, faintly forming a firmament shrouding momentum.
Daoist Master He Tu took a look, smiled slightly, and then reached out his hand to press the firmament of the Nine Regions Map.
The river of stars shattered, and the more than one hundred rays of light were pressed into the scope of the Nine Regions Map by this palm. They merged with the map, as if they were one with the world.
"Good!"
This move of lifting heavy things as if it was light attracted the applause of the two sides. To suppress more than one hundred immortal spirits in the Nine Regions Map, this alone was no less than the magical ability of a True Immortal! The strength of Supreme He Tu was simply bottomless!
"Good, the blood oath has been made, next …"
Daoist Master He Tu took a deep look at the Nine Regions Map that contained both the immortal spirit of Dixian and the primordial spirit of the Wanxian League Elders.
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