cannon fodder cultivator

Chapter 294: Chanting Sutras
With a hint of threat in his eyes, Dao Zun Xiuyuan asked, "There is only one quota, what do you think, little friend Zhaoming?"

True Lord Zhaoming's face darkened. He was really not afraid of the threat from Taoist Xiuyuan. "The Lieyang Sect must fight for this spot!" His eyes turned to Mo Wuchang. "This junior is no match for Taoist Xiuyuan. Please ask seniors to make the decision and provide a fair way to compete for places!"

But how can there be true fairness in this world?
Mo Wuchang was in a dilemma, "If I could think of it, I wouldn't have to be in such a dilemma!"

Taoist Xiuyuan sneered and said: "Little friend Zhaoming wants fairness, then you can think of a way yourself!"

True Lord Zhaoming fell silent and fell into deep thought.

To be honest, Xiao Chengzi doesn't like Lieyang Sect, nor Wuji Sect.

But she just wants to stir up trouble and doesn't want them to resolve it peacefully!

Xiao Chengzi said: "Grandpa, I know how to do it in the fairest way!"

True Lord Zhaoming raised his eyes and looked at her, "What do you think, little one?"

Mo Wuchang said: "If you have any ideas, just tell me. Grandpa listens to you!"

Xiao Chengzi said with a smile: "Good-looking people are right about everything they say, like me!"

Mo Wuchang said: "Well, Xiao Chengzi is the prettiest. Everything you say is right!"

Xiao Chengzi said: "I like good-looking people, and I will give the spot to whoever is good-looking!"

Mo Wuchang said in a coaxing tone: "Okay, okay, the quota will be given to the good-looking ones!"

Taoist Xiuyuan stared, how did Mo Wuchang teach this naughty kid?
True Lord Zhaoming looks like a 26-seven-year-old young man, but his appearance is old.

Is this what she calls the fairest?This is even more unfair than him using force to suppress True Lord Zhao Ming!

Xiuyuan Taoist Master was holding back his anger, "My little friend, I have been waiting for a few days. I will send the best-looking disciple in my sect to come!"

True Lord Zhaoming quit, and he was hit on the head by a sudden good thing. How could he let Taoist Xiuyuan take it back?
True Lord Zhaoming said: "Senior Xiuyuan Dao Zun seems to have misunderstood. The child is talking about the senior and the junior!"

Xiu Yuan Dao Zun said: "There is still one and a half months until the day to save the Yuanying monks. It is too early to say the quota now!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a pressure that firmly suppressed True Lord Zhaoming.

He can't touch Xiao Chengzi and Mo Wuchang. How dare a Nascent Soul cultivator, True Lord Zhaoming, fight against him?

Dao Zun Xiuyuan knew very well that Mo Wuchang would never help.

Because of Xiao Chengzi, Fairy Old Dream always felt that Xuantian Sect owed Qingling Sect, and Mo Wuchang valued Xiao Chengzi. Would he feel comfortable if Fairy Old Dream was thinking about her behind his back?The Lieyang Sect and the Qingling Sect are so close, can Mo Wuchang like the Lieyang Sect?

True Lord Zhaoming broke into a cold sweat and refused to admit defeat: "Senior, are you trying to take something by force?"

Taoist Xiuyuan sneered three times: "Hmph! A contest of strength is truly fair! I will give you the opportunity to withdraw voluntarily!"

The pressure on his body became heavier and heavier. True Lord Zhaoming gritted his teeth and raised his eyes to look at Mo Wuchang: "Please help me, Senior Feng Shang!"

Mo Wuchang said with a tangled look on his face: "You two have something to say, sit down and discuss it carefully. There are a few children in the hall. Don't misunderstand the children!"

Ye Mengmeng and Qiu Ruoshui, who were children, immediately felt their presence. They stood obediently behind Mo Wuchang, one on the left and the other on the right.

As for Duan Yao, he was sitting on Mo Wuchang's lower right hand, face to face with Taoist Xiu Yuan, and was not affected.

Duan Yao secretly thought that grandpa was really biased. Xiao Chengzi was playing tricks on two first-class sects, and grandpa actually helped her along!
Dao Zun Xiuyuan looked successful, and then he pressed Zhenjun Zhaoming to the ground with a palm, "Are you going to retreat or not?"

As a sword cultivator, True Lord Zhaoming is inherently tough. The more he is forced, the more he refuses to admit defeat. "I will not retreat, and the Lieyang Sect will not retreat even a step!"

Taoist Xiuyuan sneered: "Are you really the one who dares not touch you?"

After speaking, he picked up True Lord Zhaoming and threw him out, then turned back to the main hall.

"Now that I am the only one left, that quota should belong to the Wuji Sect!"

Xiao Chengzi was stunned. Xiuyuan Taoist actually broke up with Lieyang Sect over a quota?

It was Xiao Chengzi who caused the incident, and Mo Wuchang had no reason to deny it, "Congratulations to fellow Taoist Xiuyuan for getting your wish!"

Xiuyuan Taoist Master said bitterly: "Haha, in my opinion, it is only right that Taoist friend Feng Shang got his wish!"

After the relationship with Lieyang Sect became tense, Taoist Xiuyuan was so filled with hatred that he left angrily!

In the blink of an eye, one and a half months later, the day of the salvation practice came.

Xuantian Zongfang City was overcrowded, and many people came to visit Xuantian Zong, just to see the miracle happen.

Almost all the god-transformation monks from the Zhongning Region who were not in seclusion came here, including the Fairy Old Dream.

At dawn, all the cultivators from the Zhongning Region or those from overseas poured into the Xuantian Sect and were led to Xuanji Square.

The disciples of Xuantian Sect each perform their duties. The Qi Refining monks cannot help. The Foundation-building monks receive guests and guide them. High-level monks are not stingy and will reward pills and spiritual stones casually. The disciples of Xuantian Sect also gained something.

A hundred-foot tall Tongtian Platform was newly built in the middle of Xuanji Square. On the platform sat nine Nascent Soul monks who were nearing their end of life.

The Golden Elixir Yuanying all gathered in Xuanji Square, and the god-transforming monks were still sipping spiritual tea in the ruling palace.

An overseas god-incarnation said: "I saw an ancient book in the heavenly palace of my ancestor. It records that after the Yuanying monk is reincarnated, once he forms a golden elixir in the next life, he can restore the memory of his previous life! Monks with higher cultivation levels can Once you become Yuanying, you can restore your past life memories!"

Another person said: "It turns out that in ancient times, there was a precedent for the reincarnation of the Nascent Soul!"

The man from before said: "There is a precedent, and the price is not small, but I don't know what price Venerable Wuyuan will pay?"

Venerable Wuyuan smiled faintly, "Only when a poor monk consumes his own merit can he help others re-enter reincarnation!"

The merits of Buddhist cultivation are their own cultivation. The two transformed gods remained silent.

Mo Wuchang said: "It's almost time, please invite Master Wuyuan!"

Venerable Wuyuan stretched out his hand towards Xiao Chengzi, "Come, I will take you to Tongtiantai!"

Xiao Chengzi grasped his little finger loosely and followed him out of the main hall of the ruling palace.Xuanji Square is surrounded by five peaks, and the peak where the Consul Palace is located is also one of them. Walking along a long plank road is Xuanji Square.

Taoist Liuyin flew up to the Tongtian Tower and took out the spirit-nourishing beads that he had warmed in his dantian.

Nine Nascent Soul cultivators and a divine nourishing bead formed a circle on the Tongtian Platform, with many mysterious and weird runes carved in the circle.

When Venerable Wuyuan and Xiao Chengzi boarded the Tongtian Terrace, the formations on the Tongtian Terrace were automatically activated. A dense fog filled the Tongtian Terrace, making it difficult for people to see clearly. Even the monks who transformed gods could not pry into it. Then, A gentle golden light burst out from the dense fog, accompanied by the sound of Venerable Wuyuan chanting sutras.

Three days later, a miracle happened...

(End of this chapter)