Shangyuque

Chapter 80: Mu Chunze is disrespectful to his elders! (The eighth update, I can still continue writing!)
Yes, every green lotus that Wang Xianmao stepped on was good-looking but useless.

It looks cool, like the effect of some magical power, but this thing is just like the fashion in online games, which only looks good, without any numerical changes.

However, that was enough.

The guarding monk Mu Chunze also practiced the wood method, so he naturally understood that Wang Xianmao was pretending, but could he say it directly?
It's impossible. We all work in the same system. Only when things have completely fallen out will there be face-to-face conflicts.

Is Mu Chunze a fool who starts to criticize others just because they act too cool?
No way. If he was so stupid, he would have been unable to bear being a cowardly son-in-law.

The reason why this guardian monk is where he is today is because he can endure what ordinary people cannot endure!
Not to mention Mu Chunze, the only one who could tell that Wang Xianmao was showing off, the other wood-building masters who came to watch the game were not as good as Wang Xianmao, so naturally they couldn't tell what was going on.

All the audience, except Mu Chunze, who was building his foundation, felt that Wang was a little bit unusual.

When they thought about the fact that Patriarch Mangxiang had achieved the Golden Elixir, and that there was another person in the Wang family who had established a foundation by following the true teachings of the Red Lantern, and that all the non-Wang family members could establish a foundation, they were even more in awe.

Some members of the immortal clans with a long history, such as the second elder of the Gu family who came here today, have also shown interest in the Wang family.

In the VIP room, the second elder of the Gu family, standing between Wu Jinyan and Mu Chunze, recalled the clan's records.

The Wang family of Anbei. If I remember correctly, this family has been passed down for at least a thousand years, right?

Such a clan of immortals who have been building their foundation for thousands of years have profound accumulations and have a good chance of emerging from the Purple Mansion in the future.

Considering the situation if Mang Xiang becomes a golden elixir, well, we need to report it to the clan leader, and the Wang family should make every effort to make friends with him.

"Now let us invite the second referee, Senior Mu Chunzemu, the disciple of Master Fu Jiao and the guardian of Qingxifang!"

As Zhong Ningyao finished her words, Tang Nianqiu, who was serving in the VIP room, also reminded Mu Chunze that it was time to come out.

Walking out of the VIP room and looking at the crowds in the stands around him, Mu Chunze thought of Wang Xianmao's pretentious moment just now.

He leaped forward, used his magical powers in mid-air, and transformed into a white spirit deer.

The spirit deer leaped down from the sky, exuding the thriving breath of life. This was the magical power mastered by Mu Chunze—transforming into a auspicious deer.

After transforming into a deer, Mu Chunze completely lost his human features. His white fur glowed faintly, and his green antlers left afterimages in the air.

His eyes are as bright as rubies. People would associate red with blood and evil, but Mu Chunze, who transformed into a lucky deer, made everyone feel the growth of life and the embrace of nature.

In this way, Ruilu gradually walked from the height to the center of the field.

But, when Mu Chunze was halfway there, he realized something was wrong.

wrong.

Very wrong.

Although he couldn't put his finger on what was wrong, he was sure something was wrong.

Hmm? Zhou Yingxi, why don't you play the piano anymore?
Mu Chunze finally found what was wrong!

When Wang Xianmao appeared just now, Zhou Yingxi played the piano as background music for Wang Xianmao. Now that her biological father has appeared, she doesn't talk about it anymore!

In this show-off contest, Mu Chunze has already lost a round due to the lack of background music.

Mu Chunze, full of anger, fell to Wang Xianmao's side and returned to his human form.

Then, he began to nod to the people around him - Wang Xianmao was saluting, and Mu Chunze was just nodding.

Xianmao, no matter how powerful you pretend to be, I will always be better than you!
It was obviously a meaningless comparison, but it made Mu Chunze feel competitive.

However, Mu Chunze, who had just gotten rid of the auspicious deer form, was still in a state of highly stimulated supernatural powers. In this state, his spiritual awareness was strengthened several times.

He was unable to fully control this enhanced spiritual consciousness. After all, every time he transformed into a auspicious deer, he would consume his magic power and it would affect his cultivation, so he never took the initiative to try to control this enhanced spiritual consciousness.

As a result, Mu Chunze accidentally heard the audience's comments again.

"Is he a human or a monster?"

"It's hard to say. Maybe he's half human. Look at his deer whip. Well, don't lie. Don't lie."

Mu Chunze's face is now greener than Wang Xianmao's. I wanted to show off my magical powers, but why are you focusing on this... obscene thing!
This time, only two Qi Induction Stage cultivators were speaking - Mu Chunze knew that these little cultivators knew nothing.

His mind told him that he shouldn't take these little fools' words to heart, but emotionally he couldn't calm down.

I am a foundation-building cultivator with supernatural powers. I will let you broaden your horizons. It doesn’t matter if you can’t see my strength. I don’t care. You are just a bunch of superficial things.

But you call me half-human! But you actually... never mind!
If you were not only in the Qi Induction Stage, I would have let Gao Jian kill you!

He had never pretended to be as cool as Wang Xianmao, and now he was called half-human. Mu Chunze felt cold in his heart.

"Fellow Daoist Chunze's magical powers are indeed extraordinary. They are indeed extraordinary."

Wang Xianmao and Mu Chunze exchanged a few brief words, and Wu Jinyan also entered the venue in a low-key manner.

As the third character to appear, he did not feel any pressure at all.

Mu Chunze, a disciple of Zifu, knows the true meaning of Hongdeng Zhao.

Wang Xianmao, the founder of a great family, has profound and miraculous methods.

Wu Jinyan doesn't think she is qualified to compare with these two.
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"The preliminary round will begin now. All talisman makers, please enter!"

Under the guidance of Zhong Ningyao, the talisman makers took their positions one by one.

There was only a simple table in front of them, and this was where they would compete next.

The competition format of the Qingxifang Talisman Masters Tournament is very simple.

In the preliminary round, it is sufficient to eliminate half of the people based on relatively basic content.

In the promotion round, half of the talisman makers who won the preliminary round will draw questions blindly according to their spiritual root types.

For each spiritual root corresponding question, there is a multiple-choice option for talisman making. After the blind draw, choose the one that you are best at refining.

Because the participating talisman makers are all in the Qi training stage, the types of talismans they make often correspond to the types of their own spiritual roots. In the case of multiple-choice options, if they still cannot choose a talisman they are good at, they will naturally be eliminated.

Under the supervision of the three foundation-building monks, no one dared to cheat.

Faced with the challenge of producing a large number of basic soul-calling talismans in a short period of time as required by the preliminary round, the talisman makers were sweating profusely while drawing.

Many people have long forgotten how to draw spirit-calling talismans on jute cloth, but these are often those with the highest level of talisman making, so they can quickly adapt to the requirements of the competition.

Moreover, these talisman makers are often those with relatively high talisman-making skills, and they have sufficient talisman pens and experience.

Even if it is slow at the beginning, you will eventually catch up quickly and draw high-quality spirit-calling talismans at the same time.

For the contestants, there is no other way to win except to draw more in a short period of time.

Finally, points are awarded based on the quality of the spirit-summoning talismans. After the scoring is completed, the people are ranked according to the scores, and the bottom half are eliminated.

The soul-calling talisman is the basis of most talismans. Only by drawing the soul-calling talisman well can one become an excellent talisman maker.

In this regard, the challenge of the preliminary round is completely reasonable.

Looking at the talisman makers writing furiously on the yellow jute cloth, Zhou Yingxi was somewhat impressed.

"Your Wang family does have an idea. This way of competing does not consume spirit stones, and it can also test their level the fastest."

Jute cloth can be made by ordinary people. Since the material is relatively poor quality, it just happens to meet the needs of honing the level of talisman making. Therefore, it is widely used by talisman makers and weapon refiners in the process of teaching apprentices.

“Save where you should and spend where you should. The rewards for the winners are the biggest part. There’s no need to waste spirit stones in the preliminary round.

During the rematch, we will provide the corresponding spiritual materials for making talismans."

Yulou explained with a smile that it would be unacceptable to have such a big event start well but end badly.

It can be said that every link and process of the Talisman Masters Competition has been fully optimized.

(End of this chapter)