Simulated Immortal Cultivation: Beginning with Changchun's Immortality

Chapter 155

Taoist Huangmei didn't do it aimlessly.

Over the years, he has fought with Zen Master Miao Guang several times, how can he not know what kind of character the other party is?

To put it nicely, those who make big things don't care about small things.

To put it bluntly, it is to use any means to achieve the goal, that is, you don't even want your face.

Like leaking the topic in advance, that old bald donkey is likely to be able to do it, after all, isn't this his usual style!
Taoist Huangmei pretended to be magnanimous to let go, just for this moment.

I'll give you the initiative, and make some small moves on the test items to prevent you from cheating, isn't that reasonable?
Paperweights are objects of suppression.

If the three monks at the stage of qi refining can extract the contents of the tray through the messy heavenly secrets, then they have to ask the old man whether the sword is sharp or not!

Taoist Huangmei looked at Monk Miaoguang proudly.

It is related to the dispute between the two religions, how could he be so stupid as to be humble at this time!
It's just Huang Mei's move, but it was the three people on the field who suffered.

Sun Muen shook the lottery until his hands cramped, but the result was that he couldn't shake a wooden stick for a long time, or the comments on the sign were contradictory. For a while, he was lamenting the morality of the machine, and for a while, there was someone in the depths of the white clouds, his head was bald, and he didn't see anything. So come here.

Li Yan and Su Wen were also uncomfortable.

Monk Suwen had indeed received a suggestion from Zen Master Miaoguang in advance, that what was placed on the tray was a close-fitting item of the Zen Master, but the heavenly secret was disturbed by Taoist Huangmei so much that he could only vaguely see a piece of darkness under the cover, no matter how much It's gone.

This made him guess where to go.

Buddha beads?Monk robes?Wooden fish?Scripture?
It's a mess.

In contrast, Li Yan's expression undoubtedly looked much more relaxed.

Can not guess?Then no one should guess.

Before the end of the match, he had also been reminded by Taoist Huangmei that if the old bald donkey tampered with in the competition, he would use a treasure to disrupt the sky, but he didn't tell him what the treasure was.

After all, when the secrets of heaven were disturbed, if I could still clearly write down the town thing, I would be a bit self-deprecating.

Taoist Huangmei also told him to play straight, to see what he can see.

There are town objects and Buddhist utensils, and there is a lot of room for display. Li Yan immediately had an idea in his mind.

But when Li Yan made such a move, there were only two people left in a panic.

The Shenxuan Daoist in front of him has actually won the next round. Obviously, he is far ahead of himself in divination and guessing. If he loses this round, there is no need for the third round.

Sun Muen recalled the exhortations given to him by his master before he left, rolled his eyes, took advantage of the lottery, and silently recited the mantra without anyone noticing:

"The sky is dark, the earth is dark, where are the five ghosts?"

As soon as the words were finished, an inexplicable gust of wind blew across the stone floor, but Sun Muen didn't care about it, taking advantage of the people's attention being attracted by the wind, he quickly bit the thumb of his left hand hard, and then withdrew his hand again. Back into the sleeve.

Suddenly, a fine chewing sound came from the sleeve.

The Taoist was sweating profusely from the pain, not for anything else, but to feed the little devil with his body, and every time he was driven, he must contribute his own flesh and blood.

Maybe it was because he was full, but the evil spirit feeding in his sleeve suddenly stopped chewing.

Sun Muen endured the severe pain, but he was overjoyed that this time he only had three fingers. Compared with the treasures that Master promised to give him later, it was nothing worth mentioning.

Then continue to meditate silently.

"The real person escorts ghosts from the five directions, Juling dispatches generals to show their supernatural powers, invites ghosts with eastern supernatural powers, ghosts with western supernatural powers, southern supernatural powers, northern supernatural powers, and Chinese supernatural powers... Urgently like a law , hurry like a law!"

At this time, Li Yan just finished his last stroke, blowing the pen and ink on the paper, as if he was quite confident in his answer.

Sun Muen's technique has also reached a critical moment, and he is overjoyed to see this end.

Your answer is great, next second, it's mine!
Immediately, a breath of Yin breathed towards Shiping where Li Yan was.

A warning sign suddenly rose in his heart, Li Yan cast a sidelong glance at Sun Muen, and suddenly let out a cold snort from his nostrils.

Knowing these little tricks in front of him is really looking for a dead end. Although the five ghosts are hidden, they can't hide the evil spirit no matter how hard they try, and Li Yan is very familiar with dealing with these ghosts and monsters. .

There was no need to use the subduing magic pestle, the great light slowly rose from the back of the head, and the auspicious light immediately brushed the five ghosts out of their original forms.

"court death!"

Li Yan took a deep breath, his Taoist robe stretched out like a frog's belly, and then roared like a lion.

Hubao Leiyin had a bit of pure yang meaning, for these little ghosts who didn't show up on the stage, it was no different from being baked in the sun, and they were instantly wiped out.

The Taoism was broken, and Sun Muen also suffered a backlash. He rolled his eyes and fainted immediately.

"Sun Muen is disqualified!"

Cheating in front of his own face, and being caught showing his face on the spot, even if he was Yuan Guangxian's apprentice, Fu Fengzi would not show mercy.

In fact, from the very beginning, Sun Muen's deeds have all fallen into the eyes of the bosses.

But the fighting method, the fighting method is not the means of supernatural powers.

It is your ability to prevent people from discovering the external tricks. The two masters of internal scene are high, so naturally they will not embarrass a small Qi practitioner.

But once it is discovered that you are not as skilled as others, you deserve to be eliminated.

"Hmph, Chiguo Temple has a good plan!"

At this time, Lingzhuzi saw something, and said with a sneer.

At the same time, there was a voice on the field.

"My seniors, the monk has already answered the question!"

Monk Su Wen picked up bamboo rice paper with wet ink marks on it, and respectfully said to the two interior masters.

And Li Yan was only one step slower than him.

"Oh?"

Fu Fengzi took Monk Su Wen's answer sheet, glanced at it, and then read the words written on it strangely.

"Chiguo Temple, written by Monk Su Wen, there is a Buddhist tool in the tray."

If Ling Zhuzi read it correctly, this person's answer was exactly the same as that written by his junior brother, and Sun Muen was clearly covering for this person, that's why he acted so blatantly.

Monk Su Wen glanced at Li Yan guiltily.

He also knew that his actions were not very open and aboveboard, but this competition was not only about his own future, but also about the century-old luck of Chiguo Temple, and he couldn't help himself.

Just now, taking advantage of Li Yan's attention being attracted by Sun Mu'en, Monk Su Wen quickly glanced at his answer with Tianyantong, which was exactly the same as what Zen Master Miao Guang told him.

The answer is the same, naturally it is faster than anyone else.

Li Yan was held back by Sun Muen, and his effort for a while was enough for him to hand in the answer.

However, Monk Su Wen was uneasy, but it was Li Yan who smiled and smiled.

"Pindao just forgot to tell You Daoist Sun that this one is just my draft, and the real answer sheet is hidden in my sleeve."

After that, he pulled out a piece of paper from his sleeve.

"Xunfeng Temple, written by Canxuan Daoist, there is a piece of Buddhist equipment and a treasure in the tray, disturbing the secrets of heaven."

After the words were finished, Monk Su Wen couldn't maintain that sad face any longer, and slumped down on the stone bench.

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