Longzang

Chapter 1034 The Number One Dharma Image Under Heaven
The sword that could shatter all laws appeared out of nowhere, causing an uproar among the cultivators. But looking at the vanished dueling arena, they could only face reality, daring to be angry but not daring to speak out.

The disciples of the Sword Palace were hiding in a private room. Because of the isolation array, they could chat freely and discuss current affairs.

"This can be called 'one sword breaks all laws'?!"

"This is the worst case of deceiving people for personal gain in history!"

"This is truly a disgrace to sword cultivators..."

The disciples were outraged and indignant at the guy's title of "Western Sword Saint," and kept making sarcastic remarks.

Despite the mockery, no one intended to step in and teach that guy a lesson. Everyone knew their own limitations; if the sun were a sword falling from the sky, who could withstand it?

Some younger disciples, less adept at hiding their feelings, cursed loudly, but their eyes were filled with undisguised envy. As sword cultivators, who wouldn't want to proclaim the title of "Western Sword Saint" in the spotlight?

They certainly wanted to shout, but they couldn't take a beating.

The Sword Palace disciples were filled with righteous indignation, and no one noticed that Bai Kaishui was standing alone by the window, looking down with a complicated expression.

Then the steel golem reappeared, once again holding down the opponent and bombarding him relentlessly, finally managing a narrow victory before running out of ammunition.

Just as he narrowly captured the last dueling platform, the cultivators noticed his weakness, and some even discovered that the hive was empty!
The cultivators were immediately eager to demonstrate their skills when suddenly a tattered rag doll appeared out of nowhere, holding a small banner shrouded in celestial energy, and landed on the dueling platform first.

The tattered doll was no more than three feet tall, and even with the banner, it was less than five feet tall, not even as tall as the steel golem's instep. Xu Wenwu couldn't find a suitable weapon to hit such a small target, so he raised his big foot to stomp down.

The rag doll raised its hand and wrote the three characters "Xu Wenwu" on the banner. Suddenly, the steel puppet stopped moving, then collapsed with a thud and disappeared.

This was their last chance, and several cultivators immediately disregarded everything and jumped onto the stage. As a result, the doll kept writing names on the banner, and whoever's name was written fell down without exception.

The eerie doll was so ferocious that no one dared to step onto the stage to their death. Thus, the chaotic battle on the arena came to an end, and twelve challengers were determined.

At this moment, Li Ye, the "Western Sword Saint," looked around and took in the situation on the field.

In this great battle, Wei Yuan, taking advantage of his home field, opened the floodgates for himself, using immortal spiritual energy to create Dao soldiers and letting everyone in the Battle Saint Hall have a go. Naturally, before the final round, everyone either lost or withdrew quietly, not trying to claim the last candidate spot; otherwise, the outcome would have been truly uncertain.

Wei Yuan felt that he had consumed a lot of immortal spiritual energy, as if he had created more than five Dao soldiers. But no matter how carefully he examined the situation, he couldn't find anything unusual.

Even some cultivators from the Taichu Palace deliberately concealed their strength and avoided the Immortal Prime candidates during this conference, choosing instead to fight on the combat arena.

One reason is that they can fight many battles to hone their combat skills. For example, Feng Tingyu deliberately hid his strength and failed to be selected as a candidate for Immortal Minister because he simply wanted to find someone to fight.

Another reason is that some people don't want people to associate their image with themselves, such as that black jade banana tree with scorched edges.

If Wei Yuan hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that the Fairy of the Lily of the Valley had become so dark. But without a doubt, this several-zhang-tall scorched orchid was now terrifyingly powerful; even the Night-Walking Orchid Fairy could violently attack people.

No matter how strong Jiao Lan was, Xu Henshui didn't want anyone to know that this was his Xianlan, so he covered his face the whole time, not even showing his eyes.

According to the schedule, the next step is to challenge the candidates for Immortal Prime. Cultivators who qualify for the challenge can freely choose one candidate for Immortal Prime as their opponent, and the candidate cannot refuse.

This round of battles will be held one match at a time, with the next match starting only after the previous one is completed. Once a candidate for Immortal Minister has been challenged once, they must wait until all other candidates have been challenged before they can be challenged again, to avoid a cycle of challenges.

As Princess Ningguo announced the start of the duel, Li Ye's figure flashed, and he appeared on the central dueling platform. He addressed the scholar disciple of the Duke of Yansheng, saying, "Li Ye, the 'Western Sword Saint,' welcomes your instruction in the Daoist arts!"

“It is the orthodox Confucian teachings!” a scholar corrected, as he stepped onto the dueling platform.

After taking the stage, he sneered and looked Li Ye up and down, saying, "You think you're invincible just because you have a nascent grotto-heaven? Today I'll show you, you frog in a well, what a supreme immortal treasure really is!"

With a flick of his sleeve, the scholar conjured up the image of the thatched hut, and the beautiful red-sleeved maiden reappeared. She then gracefully brought him a chair and a tea table, and served him a bowl of fragrant tea, working tirelessly without complaint. The young male cultivators watched with secret pity.

The scholar used the bowl lid to stir the tea leaves, took a small sip, and then said, "Please, let me offer the sacred treasure of the Second Sage!"

The beautiful woman with red sleeves brought over a book box and placed it in front of the scholar.

The scholar coughed lightly, washed his fingertips in the jade basin, dried them with a clean white towel, and then slowly opened the book box.

As the box lid was slid open, a beam of light shot straight into the sky! Within the beam was an old man, sometimes writing furiously, sometimes deep in thought with a furrowed brow. A knowledgeable person exclaimed on the spot, "This is the remnant divine will of a near-sage! This treasure is extraordinary!"

The scholar heard this and his smile widened. He rose and bowed three times to the book box, which increased the brightness of the beam of light by three points, and celestial music began to play.

Li Ye, who was actually Wei Yuan, stood by and watched his performance quietly.

Although Wei Yuan felt that this amount of time was enough to stab him to death seventeen or eighteen times, as the saying goes, the longer the buildup, the more ruthless the final move. This scholar was now laying the groundwork for Wei Yuan, and the effect was far better than Wei Yuan's own preparation.

The scholar finally took out the ancient book from the box. Holding the scroll in his hand, he suddenly gave Wei Yuan a strange smile and said, "I've been waiting for you to launch a sneak attack, but you actually managed to restrain yourself. I have to admire you. What a pity..."

Wei Yuan tactfully asked, "What's a pity?"

The scholar calmly said, "You already have the beginnings of a grotto-heaven, and you have also comprehended the sword technique that Senior Xihe relied on to dominate the world. You should have shone brightly and become famous throughout the world! But unfortunately, you should not have chosen me as your opponent. Many years later, you may go further than me, but when people talk about this battle, they will only remember that I defeated you."

These words carried a deeper meaning, which Wei Yuan understood perfectly; his identity was no longer a secret. After the scholar had said so much, Wei Yuan only replied with one question: "Shall we fight?"

A mocking glint flashed in the scholar's eyes as he said, "Very well, then I'll show you what it means for words to become law!"

He pointed to the sky and shouted, his voice echoing across the land: "The Great Sun is forbidden!"

The surrounding world changed, and it turned out to be the Great Sun Cave Heaven that had imprisoned Wei Yuan! Although it was only for a short moment, it was enough.

The scholar did not pursue, but instead asked, "Do you admit defeat?"

Wei Yuan smiled and said, "What a pity, I... still have one more sword!"

A small sword appeared in the air, drawing out an ancient full moon larger than the sun!
The ancient full moon fell silently, turning everything in its path to ashes.

The dueling platform was destroyed once again, and the scholar lay unconscious in the ruins.

Wei Yuan let out a long laugh, his Dao heart exceptionally clear!
Fortunately, countless immortals were watching at this moment, otherwise, the words "I will destroy you on behalf of Taiyin" would probably have been uttered.

At this point, there was no more mockery or doubt in the entire venue, not even in the private rooms; it was deathly silent. Anyone who wanted to ridicule Wei Yuan should first consider whether they could withstand the relentless bombardment of the sun and moon!

Having eliminated Li Zhi's greatest rival, Li Ye's mission was nearing its end. Once the new dueling platform was moved, Li Ye jumped onto it again, this time to challenge Shaoyang Xingjun.

Knowing this day would come, Lord Shaoyang faced death without fear and immediately unleashed a great sun.

If the scholar hadn't fallen into a coma and the Great Sun Forbidden Technique hadn't failed, Lord Shaoyang wouldn't have been able to unleash even this most brilliant and glorious move.

After the sun rose into the sky, only the Lesser Yang Star Lord remained on the dueling platform. Li Ye had been kicked off the platform and then left in shame, his whereabouts unknown.

Xiaoyu suddenly felt a lump in her throat.

After winning the battle, Xiao Yu had firmly secured his place among the top twelve immortals. Otherwise, given the situation on the field, it was uncertain whether he could have maintained his position in the top twelve. Who could have imagined that so many ferocious immortals would participate in the gathering?

Next, Ugly Xiu appeared and challenged the carefree monk in the mountains. The battle was extremely strange. The monk was still chanting scriptures and carrying water, and Ugly Xiu was also chanting scriptures and carrying water, exactly the same as the monk, while talking incessantly.

Then the monk made many mistakes and even accidentally destroyed the small temple, so he had to admit defeat.

After the battle, a deep and majestic voice suddenly rang out in the sky: "Does your Dharma form have a name?"

This is the first time the immortals have spoken and inquired before. Even when the eerie doll or the sword that could shatter all laws appeared, the immortals remained silent.

Ugly Cultivator's expression was complex. He knew he had achieved his goal, but he didn't know if he could leave alive. He hesitated for a moment before saying, "My Dharma form is called:

Words spoken are not lawful.

The cultivators were all in an uproar; none of them had ever heard of such a Dharma form. But upon closer examination, they found the Dharma form increasingly terrifying!
Next, the Blood Sea of ​​Floating Pagoda drowned Sun Yu's Desolate Ancestral Scorpion, while the eerie doll sought out the Pureblood Phoenix, but its name was incomplete, only the character "Li" was written, and it didn't continue. This single character alone reduced the Phoenix's life force by a third. This pureblood sacred beast was now only able to defend itself, and was no longer able to sweep away the demons.

Then Feng Tingyu appeared, not looking for candidates for the Immortal Appearance, but instead setting his sights on the Ugly Cultivator.

This battle was without any suspense. Although Chou Xiu possessed the terrifying supernatural power that made his words lawless, he still had to speak. Under Feng Tingyu's black mist, his five senses were cut off, he couldn't utter a single word, and he couldn't even take his good brother down with him, so he was utterly defeated.

Finally, Jiao Lan stepped in and confronted the Floating Immortal Sword. At the start of the battle, the Floating Immortal Sword fell into the clutches of a villain, suffering greatly under his thumb, and was forced to concede defeat.

Other challengers went to find the tender sprout, but all failed inexplicably. As for the final, exquisite nine-tiered pagoda, for some reason, no one challenged it at all.

Thus, the Twelve Immortals were formed: Xiaoyu, Honglian, Li Zhi, Shangguan Qianmo, Baoyun, Xu Henshui, Wang Hu, Feng Tingyu, Ji Liuli, Li Qiwu, and Feng Chutang.

Because of Li Ye's initial victory followed by defeat, one of the Celestial Ministers was left without a position. After deliberation by the Celestials, another disciple from the Four Saints Academy who possessed a sacred treasure was chosen to fill the vacancy. As for who Li Ye was, everyone already knew, but no one said it.

After further evaluation by the immortals, Bao Yun, with her wondrous appearance of the Heavenly Demon who had obtained the true meaning of the heavens, ultimately won the title of the number one Dharma Image in the world. Li Zhi, on the other hand, with his Ancient Palace of the Human King, was ranked alongside Bao Yun.

This ranking is both well-deserved and a reflection of human nature.

When the results were announced, a sentence suddenly came to everyone's mind: "The sea of ​​suffering is boundless, but turning back is the shore."

Then, high in the void, a silent killing intent, carrying the boundless true meaning of the Great Dao of the Bitter Sea, meandered down, curving and twisting, towards Zhang Sheng.

Everything in the Azure Netherworld seemed to have come to a standstill. The many immortals present were excluded from the cause and effect and were unable to interfere.

finally come!

Wei Yuan burned away the fortune of millions of people, instantly elevating his luck and position to an infinite height. Then, with a single finger, he pointed out, "The sea of ​​suffering is extinguished, and all beings are saved." The Buddhist intent transformed into a ten-thousand-foot torrent, slashing towards the heavens!

The great Dao of Heaven and Earth trembled, and in an instant, countless gazes came from the highest places and the farthest distances, from ancient times to the present.

It was as if a bubble burst in the sky, and a fingertip stained with golden blood fell from the void into the azure sky.

　I'd like to ask for everyone's opinion: for a storyline like the Dharma Assembly, would you like to see more detailed battle sequences involving other characters?
　　
　
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