I am against feudal superstition, so I light incense on my midnight rice!

Chapter 101: The Shangqing Great Cavern Scripture Appears! The Heavenly King’s Arm Shows Its Divine Power!

"What can open its mouth and say an intermediate talisman? Do you think mine looks like an intermediate talisman?"

"What a shameless statement!"

"Sparring is about fists and feet, not to mention thunder magic. It's well known that thunder magic is difficult to control. How can you call it intentional homicide?"

"Could it be that you, Monk Tianxin, are trying to start a war between Buddhism and Taoism?"

Several of the master masters had long been annoyed with these bald donkeys and immediately stood up and scolded them.

The angry monk Tianxin could only be angry when he saw Master Wuchen and his companions.

The atmosphere on the field suddenly became tense.

At this time, all the strange people in the martial arts world were watching the fun with an expression of watching the fun. They couldn't afford to offend the Buddhists and Taoists, so they naturally stood by and watched. It would be best if the two families fought on the spot and both suffered losses.

Monk Shenkun's face was terribly gloomy, but he was wary of the old Heavenly Master and the unfathomable Jiang Chen, and this was also the Taoist holy land of Longhu Mountain.

If they took action, all of them would definitely be besieged by hundreds of high-level masters in the stands.

By then, all kinds of talismans, such as Yin-Yang Tai Chi, Qiankun Bagua, Xiantian Qimen, Shenxiao Thunder Method, brilliant golden light, Qingyun Dragon and Tiger Fist, and other amulets will come flooding in.

Not to mention the three or two people behind Shen Kun, even if he faced the siege of so many people, he would die without a burial place.

Shen Kun raised his hand slightly to stop the disciples behind him, still with a smile on his face, but the smile seemed a little cold.

"Master Wuchen is right. In a sparring match, fists and feet have no eyes."

"Wu Xing has already lost, there's no need to compete anymore."

Wuxing was already seriously injured and definitely could not withstand Qingsong's Divine Thunder Technique. If the fight continued, it would be a question whether he could return alive.

A senior monk helped Wuxing down, and Monk Tianxin used Buddhist teachings to stabilize Wuxing's injuries.

"Am I seeing things right? Someone as domineering as Shen Kun actually gave in?"

"Keep your voice down, this is the territory of Taoism. Even if Shen Kun is a tiger, he has to lie down, and even if he is a dragon, he has to coil up. They can't do anything to Taoism, so how can they do nothing to you?"

"Be careful or you'll get yourself killed!"

"Wuneng, you know what to do, right?" Shen Kun glanced to the side with a cold look.

"Wuneng understands!" Facing Shen Kun's terrifying gaze, Wuneng clenched his fists tightly. He then glanced at his seriously injured and unconscious Senior Brother Wuxing: "Wuneng will not let him have an easy time!"

Jiang Chen saw the eye contact between the two. His strength was no longer what it used to be, and the entire Tianshi Square was within his perception.

"Wang Zheng."

"The disciple is here!"

Wang Zheng's eyes flickered and he looked a little excited. Is it finally his turn?
"You should prepare to go and help Qingsong. That monk won't let Qingsong leave easily." Jiang Chen said slowly.

"Huh? You dare to take advantage of someone's misfortune?!" Everyone stared at him.

Qingsong was already using all his strength to perform the Divine Thunder Technique, and now his innate purple energy was almost exhausted. If he faced another muscular tyrant, he would definitely be in a desperate situation if he was caught.

Judging from the personalities of those bald donkeys, they will never let Qingsong go easily.

"I am Junior Brother Wuxing, my Dharma name is Wuneng. Qingsong, do you dare to fight me?"

"I am here to fight you!"

Wu Neng had just come on stage and made some harsh remarks, but before anyone could react, Wang Zheng, who had been unable to wait any longer, actually came directly from the air, his voice arriving before he even showed up.

Every step Wang Zheng took caused the air to vibrate, and ripples erupted in the air, generating a huge reaction force that supported Wang Zheng's sliding in the air.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" The air was shaking continuously, and Wang Zheng's figure quickly fell down to block Qingsong.

This is the secret of the True Dragon Taoist Temple, the Wandering Dragon Heavenly Gang Step! It can both strengthen the legs and crush evil spirits.

"He actually took three steps in the air at once, gliding over twenty meters in mid-air. Could this be the secret of the True Dragon Taoist Temple, the Wandering Dragon Heavenly Gang Step?!"

"I've perfected the Wandering Dragon Heavenly Gang Step. I can take nine steps at once and glide hundreds of meters in the air. It seems that Taoist Zhenlong has mastered this technique thoroughly."

"But didn't Master Linglong say that the Wandering Dragon Heavenly Gang Step has been lost?"

"You're an idiot. You believe everything they say. How could you possibly know where the core technique is?"

Taking three steps in the air was not because Wang Zheng had a poor understanding, but because this body movement was extremely difficult to practice, and required enduring inhuman torture from a young age.

It's not something you can get started with overnight.

Even Wang Zheng's master, the head of the Zhenlong Taoist Temple, failed to succeed in his cultivation.

"Is this the True Dragon Taoist Wang Zheng?"

"Well done, you're really energetic and didn't lose face!"

"His strength has already caught up with mine. I am truly ashamed of myself!"

Many of the red-robed masters in their eighties and nineties present had cultivation levels similar to Wang Zheng's, and their true strength was not as strong as Wang Zheng's.

The rest of the second generation disciples will either have a breakthrough in the Spiritual Medicine Tank, a breakthrough in Freedom from the World of Red Dust, or a breakthrough in Firm Heart of the Tao. These are all their opportunities.

Wang Zheng’s opportunity was simple and straightforward, and that was Jiang Chen, his powerful supporter.

With the support of the Soul-Enriching Pill and the Soul-Shengning Pill, Wang Zheng's cultivation level is approaching the middle stage of the Hidden Yuan Realm, and he is just one step away from a breakthrough.

"Wang Laodeng! If you can defeat that bald donkey, I will buy you a piece of top-grade jade!" Lin Wan'er stood in the stands with her hands to her mouth and shouted loudly.
Lin Wan'er has been almost bored to death these past two days. Now that Wang Zheng has finally come on stage, she is extremely excited.

"Oh, a few k!" Wang Zheng turned his head slightly and gestured to Lin Wan'er

Seeing Wang Zheng come on stage, the Taoist priests in the stands also perked up.

"True Dragon Taoist Wang Zheng was one of the top three second-generation disciples at the last Dao Conference. We don't have to worry about him playing."

"That's right, isn't it said online that Wang is the Double Flower Red Stick of the Demon-Suppressing Temple? Hahaha~"

"Qingsong, you go down first. Leave this to me." Wang Zheng put one hand behind his back, his body straight as a pine tree, his Taoist robe rustling in the whistling wind.

"It seems that we will not have the chance to compete with each other at this Dao Discussion Meeting." Qingsong smiled with some disappointment.

"Haha~ There's a chance."

"Damn it! How dare you underestimate me? Die!"

Wu Neng's blood and energy surged, and in an instant he transformed into a muscular tyrant. Hot pure yang energy erupted from his body, and a faint golden shadow condensed behind him.

He moved like a heavy tank, and his aura was even more powerful than that of his senior brother.

This is the golden statue of Haori in Xiao Leiyin Temple!
"He has pure Yang energy protecting his body, while the previous Wu Xing doesn't. It seems that this is the difference between them."

"But that's all!"

"The mighty spirit of the Heavenly King appears, suppressing the demons and protecting the universe. Heavenly King, help me! The Heavenly King's arm holding the pagoda!"

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Wang Zheng actually wanted to confront Wuneng who was using the Hao Ri Golden Body.

When everyone thought Wang Zheng had cerebral palsy, only Jiang Chen in the stands raised his mouth slightly.

Wang Zheng's right sleeve exploded, revealing his strong arm. There were golden lines flowing on his arm, and a mysterious, profound, and heavy aura was flowing.

(End of this chapter)