Xianye

Solid wish also
"..."

Mi Hui frowned.

After laughing without embarrassment, seeing that everyone's eyes were all on him for a moment, they finally knew that he couldn't refuse.

He had no choice but to slowly get up from the table, walked into the hall, and bowed helplessly to Elder Huo and Daoist Mingyou on the Cangguang Xuantai.

"You kid, you really haven't improved at all! Even if you can't compete for the seat of the top ten disciples, you can't join the Yuchen sect. But during this lower court, make more meritorious deeds and make your family famous. In the future, when the cultivation base arrives, wouldn't it be good to go to those avenues in the Eastern Territory to perform duties?"

Elder Huo cursed with a smile, stretched out his hand, pointed at Mi Hui's nose and shouted:
"Show me a good boy, the old man will move from the Daolu Hall to the Shifang Hall in a few years, and you just ran into the old man's hand at that time!"

The hearts of everyone in the field suddenly became awe-inspiring.

Mi Hui was also surprised when he heard the words, and hurriedly raised his head to look, with a panicked smile on his face.

"thus……"

Elder Huo smiled slightly, glanced down, and said meaningfully:

"If your boy's performance is not satisfactory today, after you leave the lower court, the old man will send you to those remote small realms, let you live in the ancient wilderness, and be with those wild people and beasts all day long! "

"Don't! Elder Huo, don't!"

Mi Hui was in a hurry.

"Mi Hui... is the nephew of Elder Mi from the Xuanjiao Palace? I heard that this person is very good at repelling insects and controlling beasts, and even raised a 'Ten Heavens Luo Chong'?"

Daoist Mingyou said in his heart.

He raised his hand, and casually pointed at a young man in a luxurious suit, calling him up.

"Xie Yu, then this scene is up to you."

Master Mingyou smiled lightly and said:
"Don't fall into the family tradition."

The young man from the aristocratic clan who was called up also had a bitter expression on his face, turning his head every step of the way, wishing he could move up inch by inch.

After arriving in the palace, he saluted the two Dazhengs.

He tilted his head.

And Mi Hui looked at each other at the right time.

Although the two had never met each other before, at this moment, they felt inexplicably like brothers and sisters.

"Qingyang Courtyard, Xie Yu."

The young man in the Chinese suit and long crown sighed.

"Changying Hospital, Mihui."

Mi Hui smiled wryly.

Elder Huo stretched his hands, and the scroll of Taoguang Yanshen map spread in the air fell down, and countless crystal light spots, like the fireflies in the depths of the Muxia River, jumped up and down on the scroll, coming and going endlessly.

"These are all Qi soldiers who have established their foundations. You two can choose one of them at will."

Elder Huo said.

Xie Yu rolled his eyes, cupped his hands at Mi Hui, and said with a smile:
"Please choose this senior brother first."

Mi Hui didn't refuse, he just captured a fluorescent light with his Qi machine casually, and in an instant, a spell was sent into his heart.

Wait until you memorize the Fa Jue, which is only a few hundred words long.

Mi Hui tapped his hand, and a heroic man jumped out of the Tao Guang Yan Shen picture.

I saw that Qi soldier was dressed in Tuanhua Palace Brocade Clothes, with tiger boots on his feet, and a green jade ruler in his hand. He had a broad face and a strong body, like a bear, very tall and burly.

And although the person in front of him was born and transformed by a mass of energy, his flesh and bones are all real and true.

If Elder Huo hadn't told the truth in advance.

At first glance, Mi Hui might regard it as a living flesh and blood creature.

Mi Hui secretly moved the method, and a spiritual light suddenly appeared in the pupils of the Qi soldiers.

At this time, he only felt that he and the Qi soldier had become one.

Every move can be controlled as one wishes.

It seemed that the Qi soldier in front of him was another him.

"This Qi soldier can only know three kinds of Taoism, and this jade ruler, it shouldn't be inferior to the low-grade talisman...all the foundation-building Qi soldiers should be like this? It seems that it is really a purely for school fighting machine change I can."

This miraculous feeling made Mi Hui a little curious at first.

But after a while, worries started to arise from the bottom of my heart.

"I'm not as proficient in martial arts as Junior Brother Chen. It seems that today, I can only drive ducks to the shelves..."

He sighed secretly.

On the other side, Xie Yu, who was born in that family, also chose a Qi soldier dressed in a green robe and crown.

The two clapped their hands away as a gesture.

There is a hint of guilt and fear that cannot be hidden on each other's faces...

It's okay to say it in normal times, and it doesn't have to be like this.

But now it happened to be the disciples of the fourth courtyard, and it was a serious head-to-head battle. No matter Xie Yu or Mi Hui, they were all cautious.

"Please!"

The two spoke in unison, biting the bullet.

Xie Yu didn't say much, he shot first, and a silver shuttle flew out of the air soldier's hand instantly. With a flash of brilliance, he had already penetrated a distance of several feet, and stabbed straight at the face of Mi Hui, the air soldier.

But a few inches away, he was firmly stopped by a jade ruler!
The two sides came and went like this, taking turns to fight for a stick of kung fu. During this period, Xie Yu was the main attacker, and Mi Hui strictly defended.

But after a long battle, Xie Yu was unavoidably a little anxious in the end. After slowing down the attack of the Silver Shuttle Talisman, he urged the air soldiers to start making tricks, trying to use a Taoist technique to break the situation back.

Mi Hui's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly seized the rare gap, urging the jade ruler with all his strength, and it turned into a rainbow light to hit it away, making a loud noise of thunder and cracking rocks.

Xie Yu panicked and urged Taoism, and rushed to meet him.

But Mi Hui had already seized the opportunity, and he would not give up easily, instead, the offensive wave was stronger than wave after wave, just like waves.

However, after more than ten rounds, the head of the qi soldier controlled by Xie Yu was smashed into pieces, thousands of peach blossoms bloomed, turned into a ball of energy and collapsed, and returned to the taoguangyanshentu.

"Acceptance! Acceptance!"

Mi Hui laughed loudly, and said to the gloomy Xie Yuji.

Xie Yu didn't answer him either, he just cupped his hands, and hurried off the field without saying a word.

Seeing this, Mi Hui didn't take it seriously, and her joy remained undiminished.

Then, before he could rejoice for a long time, another descendant of the family came on stage.

And this time.

However, Mi Hui couldn't last more than [-] times, so she was knocked off the stage, and she went back to her seat...

"Anyway, I'm not the first to lose... Even if I lose, it shouldn't be too ugly, right?"

He held the wine bottle in front of him, sighed slowly, and comforted himself in his heart.

And in the palace.

The family member who defeated Mi Hui was defeated by a disciple named Zhu Yi in Xuanying Academy after winning three rounds in a row.

As for Zhu Yi, he didn't last long.

After winning a few rounds.

Finally, he left the scene sadly.

People from aristocratic families and sects flashed by in turn, and entered the stage one by one, which was dizzying.

But no matter what it is, no one can win more than ten rounds in a row...

And finally.

Master Mingyou looked a little impatiently.

He turned around and gestured with his eyes.

The next moment, a young monk in luxurious clothes randomly pulled out the jade case in front of him, raised his head and laughed, and stood up.

"It's Sima Quantong!"

After Mi Hui beside Chen Heng saw this person appearing, he didn't care to think about whether he lost face just now, and hurriedly said to Chen Heng:
"Junior Brother, I heard that this person's ability is not inferior to yours. If you match up, you must be very careful!"

The Crown of the Four Courts—

Although this title is only a title among the junior disciples of the Lower Court, it has been passed down to Xiaoming Daze, and it has also been commended by the Yuchen Sect, which shows that it is of great importance.

Xie Su from Qingyang Academy, Chen Heng from Changying Academy, Deng Ji from Baishang Academy, and Sima Quantong from Xuanying Academy.

In the eyes of many disciples and even masters in the Lower Court.

Although due to their cultivation base and age, it is difficult for these four people to win the seat of the top ten disciples six years later, and they cannot compete with those Dongxuan masters.

But if nothing else.

30 years later, the competition between the four courts.

Among the top ten disciples, there must be a place for the four of them!
At this time.

Seeing Sima Quantong walking into the hall with his head held high, there was an uproar and discussions in the hall.

Daoist Mingyou clapped his hands lightly, half-smiling.

Elder Huo gently stroked his long gray beard without saying a word.

"The disciple has met the two elders."

Sima Quantong bowed first, then took a deep look at Chen Heng, his eyes flashed like lightning.

After a long while, he slowly looked away, randomly selected a Qi soldier from the Tao Guang Yan Shen map, and sacrificed Fa Jue.

...

The so-called four crowns of the House of Commons.

For today's pot cup ceremony, Xie Suyin has just cultivated to the realm of the Purple Mansion and is consolidating his Taoism.

And Sima Quantong had already fought Deng Ji several times, and he knew the situation of this person clearly, so there was not much fear.

There is only one Chen Heng who doesn't know the details.

Let him have to pay attention to one or two...

And this battle of Qi and soldiers has nothing to do with cultivation or Taoism, it is just a test of the ability to adapt to the school's fighting skills. There is no difference between Zifu and Jianji.

It can be said that in this temple.

The only thing he fears.

Only Chen Heng...

Sima Quantong's demeanor of ignoring the person in front of him will also annoy the person who is his enemy, he snorts coldly, but without answering, he urges his soldiers to kill Sima Quantong aggressively.

"If it's a real body fight, I still value you three points...but now I'm only manipulating Qi soldiers, even if I close my eyes, I can easily defeat you!"

Sima Quantong sneered coldly, smiled contemptuously, turned his mind slightly, and the air soldiers rushed forward brazenly without dodging or avoiding.

What he was wielding was a middle-aged Taoist Qi soldier, wearing a high crown, and holding a jade ruyi talisman in his hand.

But only half a moment of effort.

That Yu Ruyi shattered the heavy halo.

Just drop.

Then he hit the other Qi soldier, half of his body was crippled in an instant, half kneeling on the ground!

"It's full of flaws, Wu Yu, if you don't make any progress, you may not be able to catch up with me in the future."

Sima Quantong called out the name of the person facing him, and said calmly.

"This is not a real body fight, it's just a qi soldier! Brother Sima, don't be too complacent, you will be at a disadvantage in the future!"

That Wu Yu is a high-level master in the Zifu realm.

in public.

Being defeated by Sima Quantong, whose cultivation base was not as good as his, he felt ashamed, so he just tossed his sleeve robe and said coldly.

"It's nothing more than a chicken and a dog, how dare you speak bravely?"

Sima Quantong smiled lightly and didn't care about him. He looked at Chen Heng with piercing eyes and said:
"The next one, who will come to enlighten me?"

Seeing his behavior, Wu Yu felt ashamed and angry.

In the end, because the two great masters were in front of them, they didn't dare to be presumptuous, so they managed to suppress the anger in their hearts, and returned to their seats without saying a word.

"Qian Zhen, come here."

Elder Huo was not surprised when he saw this, he just pointed at him casually.

In the seat in front, there was a heroic man wearing a lion crown and stood up.

"Senior brother Qian Zhen cultivated to the second level of the Purple Mansion last month, and is well-known in the Baishang Academy. However, this Sima Quantong is as famous as you, junior brother..."

Seeing that Elder Huo didn't call Chen Heng to play.

Mi Hui was surprised, and then said worriedly:

"I'm afraid it will be difficult for this Senior Brother Qian Zhen to take down Sima Quantong..."

Chen Heng watched the movement in the hall coldly, his eyes were indifferent, he just played with the teacup in his hand lightly, and did not answer.

And this senior brother Qian Zhen really had a well-deserved reputation, and the Qi soldiers he managed fought back and forth with Sima Quantong.

But in the end it was still a game of chess.

After going through a hundred moves, Sima Quantong keenly caught a gap and was defeated helplessly.

After Qian Zhen left sadly, Elder Huo pointed out another disciple.

But this person's ability is even worse, he didn't even survive a hundred moves, the Qi soldier in his hand was beaten to death miserably, even half of his body was gone...

……

Ji Congquan, Chi Xiang, Wei Jun, Zhuang Zhaogui, Yan Rui...

Seeing that these people who are well-known among the four lower courts are all defeated one by one.

There was a momentary silence in the field, and it became audible to drop a needle.

Not only the disciples of the sect were stunned, unable to believe it.

Even the family side.

He was also shocked, and could hardly believe what he saw.

"The crown of the four courtyards, this name is really ridiculous!"

Sima Quantong laughed and clapped his hands:
"Since it is a hat, it can only be held by one person, so there is no reason for four people to wear the same hat!

Xie Su, Chen Heng, Deng Ji, what do you think? ! "

Since Xie Su was not present, he couldn't understand the provocative words.

Deng Ji's face turned angry when he heard the words, and he clenched his hands into fists in resentment.

Chen Heng glanced at Sima Quantong lightly, put down the teacup, and was about to get up, but was taken a step ahead by Deng Ji.

It's just that he got up angrily just now, but Elder Huo on the Cangguang Xuantai shook his head slightly, signaling to stop.

"You are not clear, and you are not his opponent."

Suddenly, an old voice sounded in his head, like a basin of cold water pouring down on his head, making Deng Ji's anger quenched in an instant.

He recognized that the tone was from Elder Huo's voice transmission to him, and was just about to speak.

However, Elder Huo suddenly laughed and said loudly to everyone in the hall:
"I heard that there was a White Horse Ceremony in the Doushu Sect in the past. At that time, Chen Yushu defeated everyone and won the first prize in one fell swoop. He was praised by Daoist Dayu of the Doushu Sect, who praised him as a 'fighting skill victory'!
As for today..."

He suddenly turned his eyes to look at Chen Heng, and shouted loudly, like a thunderbolt exploding to the ground:
"And since you want to have a real fight with Chen Yushu in the future, how can you not do what Chen Yushu did! Chen Heng, let me ask you, are you willing to come forward in today's fight?"

"The disciple has been waiting for a long time, and he insists on what he wants, but he dare not ask for it."

Facing thousands of gazes in the hall.

Chen Heng stood up calmly, raised the sleeves of his toga, and smiled warmly.

"Very good!"

Elder Huo burst into laughter.

All of a sudden, all the disciples in the hall were in an uproar, and voices were everywhere.

And in this hustle and bustle.

Far seat.

Huang Dalun lowered his head silently, ignoring the strange eyes around him, he grabbed the melons and fruits in the cup, stuffed his mouth full, and his cheeks bulged.

"I won't talk this time, you can't blame me, can you?"

He said bitterly.

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(End of this chapter)