Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 173: Reappearance of Buddhist Magic
Liu Cheng's face froze, and after a pause, he gave him a look.

"Yes."

The two Zifenglin disciples at the inner sect arena could only turn around and retreat, no longer arguing with Niu Dali.

But looking at their frosty expressions, you can tell that they are just suppressing their anger temporarily, and they are probably planning to vent their anger the next time they meet Shui Yunjian.

"it is good!"

"Senior Brother Niu is truly a god descended from heaven!"

……

After getting the accurate result, the crowd of Shuiyunjian disciples who were watching relaxed and cheered.

In fact, they had no prejudice against Zi Fenglin. They celebrated only because they could not stand Hu Yizi's frivolous behavior.

Niu Dali walked down the stage cheerfully, occasionally extending his hand to greet familiar disciples. It took him ten breaths to reach Chen Mu's side.

"How was my sword move? Was it cool and handsome?"

Chen Mu pursed his lips, smiled, and nodded.

After a while, Taoist Zhang called up the last two disciples of the first round.

"Beast Taming Sect versus Golden Light Valley!"

Chen Mu's heart moved and he looked at the arena.

He didn't recognize either of the two people on the true transmission arena, so he fixed his attention on his future opponent.

The shortest disciple among the three people in Jin Guanggu!
"The competition begins!"

"Roar!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the skinny man from the Beast Taming Sect released his spirit beast, a white tiger with strange horns on its head, roaring and pouncing at the short monk.

Facing the tiger, the short monk was not panicked at all. His magic power suddenly surged, and after a golden light flashed in his eyes, he raised his hand and punched the tiger!
"clang!"

After a sound like metal colliding, the tiger flew back with a wail.

On the other hand, the fist of the short monk shattered into pieces in a terrifying manner, revealing the huge golden bones inside!
In front of the palace, Xiao Jingyuan saw this scene, a look of surprise flashed across his face, and he whispered to Jin Yetian:
"Nan Dou Jin Shen, your disciple actually practices this secret Buddhist technique. Aren't you afraid of being contaminated by Buddha nature?"

But Jin Yetian just smiled slightly and did not answer his question.

The skinny man from the Beast Taming Sect was shocked when he saw that the white tiger spirit beast was beaten back by the opponent again, but the next moment he slapped the spirit beast bag again and released a flying green crane to cooperate with the white tiger in the attack.

But the short monk still looked calm. With every punch he threw, he was able to repel the two monsters, and the monsters' attacks were all blocked by his golden skeletal body.

For a moment, the skinny man really had no other choice but to control a flying knife again and attack the opponent repeatedly.

A quarter of an hour later, the short monk seemed unwilling to delay any longer, and suddenly mobilized all his magic power, and golden light suddenly shone.

When the light faded, the short monk, who was originally just a skeleton, had turned into a huge golden bone body.

In an instant, he stretched out his hand and pulled, and a tremendous force inexplicably appeared, grabbing the White Tiger and the Green Crane in his hands on the spot, and they could not escape.

There was a glimmer of compassion in his eye sockets, but his hand clenched fiercely.

"Snapped!"

With a slight sound, Qinghe's neck was suddenly split in two, and blood splattered everywhere.

However, the White Tiger was not killed because of its higher rank and stronger body. However, it also had a sunken handprint and immediately began to wail.

"Qinger!"

The skinny man was filled with rage and shouted angrily, with a trace of heartache flashing in the depths of his eyes.

In such a state of shock, he even forgot to admit defeat!

The short monk's compassionate temperament remained unchanged, and he exerted force with his hands again!
"clang!"

This time, he failed to press it, as it was blocked by an invisible force.

It was Zhang Laodao who came to his aid. He stretched out his hand expressionlessly, waving away the light curtain, and shouted loudly: "Golden Light Valley wins!"

The withered man finally reacted, bowed gratefully to Zhang Laodao, and quickly called back the white tiger, which was as aggrieved as a big cat. Without a word, the short monk withdrew his secret technique. The golden light disappeared, and his flesh and blood reappeared, exactly the same as before.

Just between the eyebrows, a Sanskrit character faintly appeared...

"Fellow Daoist Zhang, please take action." Xin Cang nodded slightly in front of the hall. After a pause, he couldn't help but said to Jin Yetian, "It seems that your disciple has reached a high level of cultivation. Aren't you really afraid that his Buddha nature will be revealed and cause a big mistake?"

“Hehehe…” Jin Yetian shook his head and smiled, saying in a cold voice: “A mere Qi Condensation disciple, even if his Buddha nature is revealed, can’t possibly pose a threat to our sect!”

As soon as these words came out, the envoys from various sects who were watching the conversation between the two sighed inwardly. How could the Buddha nature be judged by common sense?

Half an hour later, the winner of the True Transmission Arena was decided, and it was Jin Guanggu who won again.

"It seems that Jin Guanggu dares to propose a gambling challenge, and he really has something to rely on..." Chen Mu's heart moved, and he thought to himself.

At this point, the first round of the gambling battle ended. Except for the Wenjian Pavilion and the Jinguan Valley, which won all the battles and did not lose any disciples, the rest of the sects were eliminated, among which the Beast Taming Sect and Yuehua Mountain were the most prominent.

Calculating this way, it seems that there are many participating disciples, but the elimination rate is also very fast. If the strength is weak, the whole army will be wiped out after three rounds...

After a long time, the second round of gambling came to an end.

As expected, the disciples of Wenjian Pavilion were as strong as ever, winning both battles against the powerful Zifenglin Sect.

However, Jinguan Valley was lucky in this round as they encountered the female cultivators from Yuehua Mountain and won two battles.

Now, there is only one true disciple and one inner disciple left in Yuehua Mountain, and it is estimated that they will be at the bottom among the six sects.

As for Chen Mu and his group, they met the beastmasters from Youzong. After a competition, one of them won and everyone was happy.

Zheng Hua, a true disciple of Shuiyunjian, won, while She Yingtan, an inner disciple of the Beastmaster Sect, won...

"Look at you, you can't even win as a female cultivator, yet you still insist on clamoring to go on stage..."

On the side of the ring, Niu Dali was still happily lecturing the defeated Lin Xuanming.

Lin Xuanming's face was as black as charcoal, and he remained silent until the very end, when he finally squeezed out a sentence: "Who knew she actually had a top-level demon beast..."

Chen Mu shook his head and smiled when he heard that. He looked at She Yingtan who was raising an eyebrow at him, his nose slightly wrinkled, with a smug look on his face.

"I didn't see her summon the Frost Crystal Snow Sun Toad."

……

The cold wind was blowing and it was already dusk, but this part of the mountain range was brightly lit, as if it were daytime.

The many disciples watching the fight did not grow tired as time passed. Instead, they became more and more interested and discussed with their fellow disciples those disciples who performed brilliantly in the fight.

"Brother Chu Li in the first round defeated the enemy with one sword strike. This kind of sword immortal style is truly fascinating!"

"And that glittering golden skull is really scary..."

"In my opinion, none of them are as good as Fellow Daoist Zheng Hua from Shuiyunjian in the second round. The sky full of sparks overwhelmed the sunset glow!"

……

A moment later, Taoist Zhang slowly walked down from the front of the hall, stood between the two arenas, and read out the results of the third round of drawing lots.

"The Beast Taming Sect faces Yuehua Mountain, the Purple Maple Forest faces the Golden Light Valley, and the Water Cloud Stream faces the Sword Questioning Pavilion!"

“I haven’t met him again!”

Niu Dali clapped his hands with his fists and sighed with regret.

Chen Mu's expression remained unchanged as he said calmly, "Don't worry, we'll meet each other sooner or later!"

After saying that, he looked towards the ranks of the Sword Questioning Pavilion.

It's his turn to play...

The first to start were the Beast Taming Sect and the Yuehua Sect.

The result was as expected by everyone. The female cultivator from Yuehua Mountain was completely defeated again and withdrew from the fight.

The female cultivator from Yuehua Mountain in front of the hall was dismayed, but she was helpless and could only console herself by saying, "Fortunately, the stakes aren't that high..."

(End of this chapter)