"Don't be arrogant, Little Devil. I'm Yun Zhongzi …"
A young Taoist wearing a green robe and white leggings flew onto the stage angrily on his sword. While he was in the air, he had already formed a sword formula. Green clouds appeared around him, blotting out the sky and covering the earth. It was as if the blue dome of heaven had suddenly lowered by a few notches, descending majestically from the sky. However, although the power was enough, Fang Xing, who was sitting on the stage, only raised his eyes to take a look. He held the child in one hand and raised his sword with the other. Sword Qi rumbled and slashed out like clouds.
"… Teach me … Ah …"
Before the Taoist could finish the second half of his sentence, he fell into the mirror lake with a scream.
"The third!"
Fang Xing placed the black giant sword flat on the platform and lowered his head again.
"Bai Wuye is here to learn from me. Little devil, if you have the ability, compete with me in spells. Look … Ah …"
A young man in a white robe with black patterns sneered and flew over on a cloud. When he was in the air, he was ready to explain his rules. Only using spells, not using martial arts. This was one of the rules of the cultivators in China. However, he did not expect that before he finished speaking, the little devil had already slashed with his fingers. Three ancient swords came whistling and cut off his arm at lightning speed. He fell into the mirror lake.
"The fourth!"
Fang Xing did not raise his head, but counted seriously.
"How insolent. I'm Taoist Qing Hao, the leader of Qingyang Temple. I'm here to learn from you …"
"… Watch me tear the crane with my claws …"
"F * ck … Damn crow sneaked up on me …"
Another person fell into the lake. This Daoist was also wronged. His strength was indeed extraordinary. He was fully focused and managed to step onto the altar. In the end, he was too concerned about the little devil and focused all his attention on him. In the end, before he could use his skills, the Golden Crow, who had sneaked up behind him, tore his Daoist robe apart with its claws. Then, it slapped its wings and fell into the clouds in the lake.
"… The fifth!"
Fang Xing was also very speechless, but he just read it out softly.
The Great Golden Crow also glanced at the surrounding cultivators majestically and shouted, "The first!"
"What does this little devil think of us as? Achievements? "
"That demonic crow also came to join in the fun. It was obviously a sneak attack, how dare it cry so loudly? Is it glorious? "
"These two are not ashamed of sneak attacks, but proud of it …"
"Shameless, shameless, I've never seen such a thing in my three hundred years of cultivation …"
Every time someone was defeated by Fang Xing, the noise around them became louder. The cultivators were so angry that their chests were about to explode, but the number of people competing to go onto the platform was getting fewer and fewer. After all, they were not fools. After those hotheads tested the water, they really found that this little devil's strength was extraordinary. He was definitely not a match for ordinary cultivators. Perhaps only the Seven of the Three Daos and the Daoist level figures of the major forces could fight with him. If ordinary cultivators went onto the platform, they would only be giving the little devil achievements.
Even the Dao Children of the sects with some ability didn't dare to rashly make a move at this time. They weren't like ordinary cultivators. They were burdened with too many halos and pressures. If ordinary cultivators were to lose, then they would be defeated. They might even be praised by others for being courageous men who didn't fear the enemy. But if they were to lose, then their reputation would plummet, and even the reputation of their sects would be tarnished.
To them, unless it was necessary, they would not easily make a move, and in this son-in-law selection, they did not plan to make a move to compete with Xie Linfuan, Wen Yiru, and Yun Du. If they were to make a move now and lose to that little devil, their reputation would be greatly damaged, and after winning, they, who did not plan to marry the dragon girl, would not be able to obtain any benefits, so they were even more unwilling to make a move.
While they were considering this, the gazes of the crowd were focused on Xie Linfuan and Wen Yiru.
In such a short period of time, there were already six or seven cultivators who had challenged the little devil. Although they had lost, they had still caused people to feel a surge of passion. However, these two people who had originally planned to make a move were now silent and speechless for a long time.
The gazes of the crowd were filled with dissatisfaction as they looked at the two of them.
Xie Linfuan and Wen Yiru clearly understood this point as well. The two of them looked at each other unnoticeably and saw the calculations in each other's eyes. They were not stupid, and their vision was also high. They could tell that the little devil was difficult to deal with, and even if they were to make a move, they had a sixty to seventy percent chance of defeating the little devil, but they could not guarantee that they would not be injured or pay a price. This also meant that whoever made a move to deal with the little devil first would definitely let the other person take advantage of them.
"The Young Peak Master of the Spiritual Skill Sect's Qiu Xiu Peak, Shi Yinyuan, has come to attend the ceremony …"
"The Wen Clan's Twin Absolute Fairy, Wen Yanxin, has come to attend the ceremony …"
"The Song Family's Little Spear God, Song Guixin, has come to attend the ceremony …"
"The Daoist of the One Qi Sect, Feng Yanyun, has come to attend the ceremony …"
"The Great Elder of the Yun Family of the Bitter Sea, Yun Yao, has come to attend the ceremony …"
"..."
"..."
It was also at this moment that an elder of the Tianyi Palace, who was in charge of guarding the lake, suddenly shouted loudly, shocking the crowd of cultivators.
Raising his head, he saw several groups of people riding on the clouds in the distance, all of them brimming with killing intent. There were at least seven or eight forces, and leading them was a group of young cultivators who were not weak. All of them had cold and arrogant expressions, and their eyes were cold. The people following behind them were also filled with killing intent. It was obvious that they were battle cultivators that the various sects and forces had spent a lot of resources to nurture. They were not ordinary cultivators.
"Why are you all here?"
Elder Zhong Yi's face also turned cold. He hurriedly stood up and cupped his hands to welcome them from afar.
Even the Young Palace Master Dao Wufang appeared. He arrived in front of Elder Zhong Yi and welcomed the guests with a smile.
"Haha, Junior Martial Brother Shi, Junior Martial Sister Wen, Second Young Master Song … Usually, even if you deliberately invite us, you might not be able to invite us. But today, you have gathered here to attend the ceremony in Tianyi Palace. You really bring light to our humble Tianyi Palace …"
The two clouds met in midair, one on the left and one on the right, covering the sky, causing the sky around the mirror lake to darken.
Inexplicably, an oppressive atmosphere was surging!
"Why … so many important people are here?"
The hearts of the cultivators who were here to observe the ceremony trembled, and they secretly whispered to each other.
Although the group of people who had come were not very old, each of them was more distinguished than the other. It would not be an exaggeration to say that they were the future leaders of their sects, and all of them were like the Three Daos and Seven Masters. Unexpectedly, at this moment, they came hand in hand to meet at the Tianyi Palace's son-in-law selection ceremony. Although Zhu Xiu knew that they did not come for him, he could not help but feel a chill in his heart.
"Dao Defense League …"
"The Dao Defense League, formed by the Northern Domain's chosen Daoists, is here …"
"This is a gathering of the Northern Domain's first-rate chosen Daoists …"
Whispers came from all directions. Some people were secretly delighted, some were afraid, and some were expectant.
"I heard that the kidnapped child of our Nimble Skill Sect has appeared. I came to see her. Where is she?"
The first to speak was the Young Master of the Mystical Beauty Peak of the Nimble Skill Sect. He looked to be in his twenties, wearing a white robe embroidered with spirit cranes and black tortoises. His face was as white as jade, and his body was as slender as a willow. However, he was not riding on a cloud, but riding on a ten-meter-tall black tiger. In his arms, he was holding a small, snow-white beast the size of a pillow, with a pair of wings on its back. It was sleeping.
Seeing the little beast, even Elder Zhong Yi and Dao Wufang could not help but raise their eyebrows.
They could even vaguely feel an invisible aura sweeping over from the back mountain of the Tianyi Palace. It was Elder Hu Jun, quietly observing the little beast.
Although the cultivators had never seen it before, they knew that the little beast in his arms was rare and precious.
The Flying Serpent!
It was a rare beast that had appeared in the Profound Region of Nan Zhan. A disciple of a small sect in the Northern Divine Mountain of Nan Zhan, Cordyceps Grass, had accidentally found it, shocking the entire world. Later, Cordyceps Grass was accepted into the Nimble Skill Sect, but for some reason, she became pregnant and died during childbirth. The rare beast fell into the hands of the Young Master of the Mystical Beauty Peak of the Nimble Skill Sect, Shi Yinyuan.
As the Young Master of the Mystical Beauty Peak, one of the three peaks of the Nimble Skill Sect, Shi Yinyuan had become one of the candidates for the position of Daoist.
No one doubted that once the little beast grew up, Shi Yinyuan would become the next Sect Leader of the Nimble Skill Sect.
"Where is I, the Dao Child of the Bitter Sea, Yun Duan?"
A murderous old cultivator of the Golden Core Realm, carrying a sword on his back, shouted. His eyes were full of murderous intent. He was the Great Elder of the Bitter Sea, Yun Duan.
Seeing Yun Du, who was carried up like a pile of mud, a trace of malice flashed in his eyes. He used his Divine Thought to make sure that the once-in-a-lifetime sword genius of the Yun Family had really been crippled and that even Ancestor Yuanying could not cure him. He let out a long sigh and waved his hand to ask people to carry him back to the Bitter Sea for the Ancestor to examine. Then he turned to Elder Zhong Yi and asked, "Where is the murderer?"
"Haha, I heard that the Nan Zhan bandit who stirred up a storm has appeared? Why hasn't he been taken down yet? "
Wen Yanxin, the daughter of the Wen Family, who was wearing a green dress but had a Confucian elegance and carried a huge zither on her back, said softly. She looked at the Grand Talisman Master Wen Yiru in the distance and quickly communicated with him through Divine Thought.
"Fellow Taoists, the Tianyi Palace also has its own difficulties …"
Elder Zhong Yi of the Tianyi Palace looked solemn. He waved his big sleeve and a cloud covered the figures of the cultivators. He secretly sighed.
"Haha … Elder Zhong Yi thinks too much!"
After a while, there was a burst of laughter from the cloud. The laughter was like the wind and dispersed the cloud, revealing the figures of the cultivators. The young peak leader of the Mystical Peak of the Nimble Sect, Shi Yinyuan, who was wearing a big white robe, had a smile on his face and said loudly, "It's not that we haven't killed cultivators of the Nan Zhan. He has some skills, but can he really suppress the cultivators of the Divine Continent? He only used a trick to harm Senior Brother Yun Du and invited a crow of the Demon King level to be his mount. It's only two against one. How can such a simple trick be put on the table? Since Elder Zhong Yi wants us to act according to the rules, then let's do it. How can we really teach him to rebel? "
As he spoke, he slowly walked towards the altar and said loudly, "I'm not talented, but I'll use this to make a name for myself!"
"Shi Yinyuan is going to fight?"
"He … He's only at the Foundation Establishment stage …"
Seeing this scene, the crowd of cultivators did not have any expectations. Instead, they were surprised.
Shi Yinyuan, who was at the Foundation Establishment stage, wanted to borrow the little devil of the Aurous Core Stage to make a name for himself?
Under the astonished gazes of the crowd, Shi Yinyuan's sleeves fluttered as he carried the Flying Serpent beast in his arms. He stepped into the air and stood in the air. His wide robe welcomed the strong wind in the air and immediately fluttered in the wind, making him look like an immortal. He paused for a moment, then turned around to look at Xie Linfuan and Wen Yiru. He smiled and said, "Fellow Daoists, you two owe me a big favor!"
When Xie Linfuan and Wen Yiru heard this, they both smiled lightly.
In their hearts, they also had some questions.
Before this Shi Yinyuan obtained this rare little beast, he was only an ordinary Successor Disciple of the Nimble Sect. Now that he had obtained this strange beast, before it grew up, it would not be of much help to him, but that little devil was a powerful figure that everyone could see. Even if they wanted to take him down, they would have to think twice. Where did this Shi Yinyuan's confidence come from?
At this moment, Shi Yinyuan had already turned around to look at Fang Xing who was on the platform below, and his gaze especially stopped on the swaddle in Fang Xing's arms as a trace of a smile arose on his face, and he said in a light voice, "Fellow Daoist Nan Zhan, whose child is the little girl in your arms?"
For some reason, when his gaze fell on the little thing in Fang Xing's arms, it was suddenly startled and began to cry with a 'wah'.
Fang Xing reached out and patted the little thing's body. He raised his head to look at Shi Yinyuan and said with a smile, "Mine!"
Shi Yinyuan seemed to find it extremely laughable, and sneered, "Oh, then what's your name?"
Fang Xing chuckled and said softly, "She doesn't have a father in her official name or a mother in her pet name, but she has a nickname like Uncle!"
At this moment, the Great Golden Crow added, "There are two great masters in the Dharma name!"
The little thing seemed to have sensed something. Its cries quieted down and it opened its two round eyes.
On the other hand, Shi Yinyuan who stood in midair laughed coldly instead and said, "Fellow Daoist Nan Zhan, you've already committed a crime worthy of death, so I won't say some nice words to deceive you. I only have to tell you that so long as you give me this little girl that should have died a long time ago, then I'll promise to have a grave for you after you die. How about it? Oh, right, looking at the Great Elder of the Yun family's anger, I reckon that your soul will not be able to stay, and it will be very difficult for you to become a ghost. However, if you hand her over, you will be able to fight to your heart's content before you die, right? "
Fang Xing looked at him, and after a while, he said, "You haven't asked?"
Shi Yinyuan chuckled and said proudly, "Shi Yinyuan, the son of Shi Longyin of the Spirit Skill Sect's Mystical Peak …"
Fang Xing said, "Oh, you're that Shi Longyin who hasn't done anything good in his eight lifetimes, who has sores on his head and pus on his feet, whose ancestors have been animals for eight generations, who should've been struck by lightning but couldn't be struck by lightning. Shi Yinyuan, who was born to Shi Longyin, who was simple-minded since he was young and loved to watch his mother bathe, fight with his father for a woman's affections, and even discuss how to kill his own sister?"
This string of words caused the surroundings to fall silent for a few breaths of time.
They were all stunned!
He had seen devils and experts, and he had also seen people who were good at preaching and discussing the Dao. However, he had never seen someone who was so good at scolding people.
"Chi …"
Wen Yan Xin, the daughter of the Wen Clan who was carrying the zither, couldn't help but laugh out loud.
Even though the other cultivators were afraid of the Spirit Skill Sect and didn't dare to laugh out loud, there were still many people who were secretly happy.
Shi Yinyuan's expression suddenly became very ugly. He said softly, "My little treasure has yet to truly mature. I originally didn't want it to see blood, but since you insist on seeking death, then you can die together with this girl who should've died long ago …"
As he spoke, his hand slowly reached into a storage pouch at his waist and took out a bronze object. With a cold laugh, he suddenly threw the object into the air. It didn't fall to the ground, but instead floated in the air. As the wind blew against it, it became bigger and bigger. Impressively, it turned into a ten zhang tall bronze door. This door was eerie and strange, simple and shabby. It floated in the air above the spell platform and emitted waves of a cold aura.
Shi Longyin gently stroked the head of the Soaring Serpent in his bosom, waking it up. After that, he lowered his head and whispered something into its ear. The Soaring Serpent then opened its sleepy eyes and looked around. After that, it saw the bronze door on its shoulder. Behind the door, there was a familiar aura that startled it, causing the Soaring Serpent to become a little restless. It flapped its two wings.
"Chirp chirp …"
The little beast raised its neck and cried out a few times. There was a strange aura in the air that trembled a few times.
As for Shi Yinyuan, he didn't have any intention of entering the spell platform. He only laughed softly. Then, he used his finger to cut the tip of the little beast's tail and extracted a drop of crystal clear blood. Then, he chanted a secret incantation and flicked his finger toward the bronze door that was floating in the air.
"Boom!"
The bronze door was stained with the beast's blood. Immediately, it rumbled, and even the air trembled.
After a while, the bronze door suddenly opened, revealing a dark and gloomy passageway behind it. Then, there were a few angry roars that caused people's hearts to palpitate. A claw the size of a millstone suddenly reached out from behind the door. Then, a huge head appeared. Its entire body was covered in scales, and it emitted a dark blue light like black iron. Impressively, it was an angry armored lion …
"Roar …"
The angry armored lion rushed into the air. Behind it, there were three or four green-scaled demonic wolves, four or five blood-tailed demonic crocodiles, two blue-eyed black tigers, and countless flaming rhinoceroses … In just an instant, there were hundreds of extremely strange demonic beasts in the air. They formed a formation in the air and tightly surrounded the spell platform in the middle of the lake, almost covering it.
"What is that thing?"
"It clearly looks like a demonic beast. Why is its aura so strange?"
"It's … it's a ferocious beast … a demonic beast fed with a secret medicine to stimulate its potential … a ferocious beast refined into a ferocious beast …"
"No wonder … no wonder Shi Yinyuan dared to challenge that little devil as a Foundation Establishment cultivator … he can actually summon so many ferocious beasts!"
"It's not him, it's the Flying Serpent. Only the blood of the Flying Serpent can summon and drive these ferocious beasts …"
The cultivators around the lake were so shocked that they lost their composure. They all shouted in a low voice, and some even cried out involuntarily.
At this moment, they finally understood Shi Yinyuan's reliance. They thought that this guy would at least have to wait until the little spiritual beast grew up before it was his turn to truly rise. However, they didn't expect that the Nimble Sect really had their own extraordinary means. They actually used elixirs to accelerate the growth of a group of demonic beasts, and then used the innate King's Qi of the Flying Serpent to control these "pseudo-ferocious beasts". Then, with the help of the Nimble Sect's divine artifact, the Gate of the Void, he could summon them at any time and anywhere. In this way, Shi Yinyuan, who was in the Foundation Establishment Realm, could easily control the combat strength of these hundreds of pseudo-ferocious beasts. How domineering was this? Facing these extremely ferocious demonic beasts that were no weaker than those in the Gold Core Realm, even the Seven Sons of the Three Daos were terrified!
At this moment, the cultivators also understood what Shi Yinyuan meant. That little devil Nan Zhan was fighting two against one, so Shi Yinyuan would give him a taste of his own medicine. According to the rules of the Tianyi Palace, using hundreds of ferocious beasts to fight against two was not considered breaking the rules.
"Haha, you Nan Zhan cultivators are born to bring me luck. That girl brought me such a rare beast like the Flying Serpent, which helped me obtain a heaven-defying ability. And you just happened to show up at this time. After killing you, I, Shi Yinyuan, will be the first disciple of the Nimble Sect in the Building Realm to kill a combat cultivator in the Gold Core Realm. I will be famous in the Northern Region. If you don't give me the position of the Daoist of the Nimble Sect, who else will be qualified?"
Shi Yinyuan laughed loudly. He was in a very good mood. Then, he waved his hand, and the ferocious beasts in the sky roared and rushed down.
At this moment, the spell altar was almost completely submerged.
However, Shi Yinyuan didn't plan to put himself in danger at all. He just stood in the air and watched the battle with a smile on his face.
"Little girl, your mother is dead. Your father and your brother want to kill you. You might as well pretend that you don't have a father. Anyway, you are lucky to have met your Uncle Fang … and the second uncle of the Golden Crow. Forget it, it is fate that brought us together. Today, your Uncle Fang Xing will take you to battle. First, I will hack your brother to death, then I will kill your father to avenge your mother …"
On the spell altar, Fang Xing had already stood up. He lowered his head to look at the little thing in his arms, who looked like a hairless mouse, and said softly.
Above his head, endless murderous aura fell with a whistling sound. Hundreds of ferocious beasts rushed over like waves.
In his arms, the little thing wriggled its limbs and opened its toothless mouth to smile at him.
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