Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 666: Seven Battles in One Day

"The winner is the Yuanqing Sect's Xuanji."

Master Han Yuan spoke calmly, his eyes expressionless.

It is not easy to achieve perfection in Taoism, but for them, the True Lords of Transformation, it is just a matter of spending more time.

The reason why no one has revealed it for thousands of years is that there are very few opportunities to do it, so it is not something that ordinary people can see.

Secondly, they have more profound techniques to practice, so why would they waste too much time on Taoism?

However, for a Nascent Soul cultivator, cultivating a complete Taoist technique is already enough to greatly increase his combat power. Taoist Xuanji has now revealed it. If he uses it properly in the future, he may have a chance of winning.

"It's a pity that his life span is short and he won't be able to reach the stage of Divine Transformation..."

Master Han Yuan shook his head in his heart and stopped thinking about it.

Taoist Xuanji quickly bowed his head and said, "Thank you, Master, for your announcement."

After saying this, he bowed to the group of cultivators around him, then waved his sleeves and calmly walked off the stage.

Luo Zhen and the others were already beaming with joy, whispering, "I didn't expect Senior Brother's Daoist skills to improve so much! This is truly a great start for our Yuanqing Sect!"

Taoist Xuanji smiled and shook his head, saying, "I just rely on my age. I can't compare to you..."

Everyone waved their hands, not taking his humble words seriously. After all, sometimes being older is also an advantage.

They were talking and laughing happily here, but it was much duller in the fairyland.

Taoist He looked ashamed and said, "Senior Sister Hanzhi, I am ashamed and have brought shame to our sect."

Fairy Hanzhi had a delicate face. Seeing this, she sighed slightly and shook her head, saying, "This is not my fault. Facing a perfect Taoist technique, even if it were any of you, there would be no guarantee of victory."

Upon hearing this, Taoist He's expression eased slightly. He bowed and said no more.

Fairy Hanzhi pondered for a moment, then turned to look at Fairy Yaoguang beside her. "Junior Sister, Junior Brother He's defeat has put the pressure on you and me. If you have any questions, please speak frankly, so that you don't suffer any setbacks when we fight on stage."

Fairy Yaoguang's eyes were determined. After thinking for a moment, she glanced at Chen Mu imperceptibly, frowned, and shook her head.
"Don't worry, Senior Sister. Among those of the same level, only Tao Xianxu and Li Jianyi pose a greater threat to me. Junior Sister is aware of this and has made preparations in advance."

Fairy Hanzhi nodded upon hearing this: "That's good..."

The first match ended, and during the break in the fight, Elder Qin had already figured out the order in which the remaining people would go on stage.

So he shouted directly: "Friend Wang, Friend Liu, please come on stage."

Wang and Li jumped away, bowed to each other, and then started fighting with each other.

The former used a Taoist sword with a sheath, which emitted cold light and was very sharp when wielded. Although it was not as powerful as the great sword cultivation sects like Xian Jianchi, it had its own aura of subduing demons and was very powerful.

The latter was a Taoist in a silver robe. When he waved his sleeves, dark clouds rolled in and countless ghosts rushed forward.

But it was Qiankun Cave versus Xuanyin Sect...

The selection of people for this match is also quite interesting. If we compare the power of the sects, the Xuanyin Sect is naturally slightly better.

However, there is a sense of restraint between the two sects in their skills. The Xuanyin Sect is good at using ghosts, and the skills practiced by its disciples are all full of yin energy, which is terrifying.

If someone else were to face it, the pressure would be doubled and it would be extremely difficult to compete. However, Qiankun Cave is proficient in methods of exorcising demons and monsters, and suppressing evil spirits and driving away souls.

Naturally, the two of them had different feelings of sadness and joy...

In the palace above the clouds, Cao Zhen, the True Lord of Qiankun Cave, watched the battle below with a smile on his face, his joy not concealed at all.

According to his estimation, his own disciples below would be able to win in less than half an hour.

If he could go back to the beginning, would he have imagined the success he has today?

Ever since he offended Bai Jin, he has been worried that Qiankun Cave would become the target of public criticism and lose its popularity to Donghai and Nanjiang.

It wasn't until Hua Meimei stepped forward to challenge the Huai'an Yang Clan that he finally breathed a sigh of relief. As it stood, Qiankun Cave not only retained its incense offerings, but the first group was also able to advance to the next round. This was an unprecedentedly wonderful start, and how could he not be delighted?
He was a straightforward person and would neither be able nor willing to hide his feelings. Although he was frank, it could not help but cause some displeasure to the True Lord of Xuanyin Sect.

"You're so excited before anything is decided. Isn't Fellow Daoist Cao a bit too impatient?"

The Xuanyin Sect's ancestor smiled coldly.

Cao Zhen's smile faded, and he said calmly, "Fellow Daoist, aren't you just losing your temper? How can you be so qualified to criticize me..."

Everyone else was watching it as amusement, but Bai Jin couldn't help but mutter, "The villain is so successful..."

Although the voice was small, everyone here was an old master who had reached the state of transformation, so they should have heard it clearly.

Cao Zhen's face darkened, but fortunately he had learned from his mistakes and did not speak rashly. He just snorted coldly and stopped talking.

In terms of cultivation, he cannot compare with Bai Jin, and in terms of sect power, he cannot compare with the rest of Southern Xinjiang, not to mention that the East China Sea Dragon Palace is involved.

His only advantage is that he belongs to one of the twenty-five clans in Central China. But if there really is a conflict with Southern Xinjiang, will anyone stand up for him?
He was unsure, so he couldn't really break off relations with Nanjiang...

Half an hour later.

The dark clouds were finally cut through by the sword of Tao.

"The winner is Qiankun Cave King Lang."

Master Han Yuan still announced calmly that the people in the first two matches did not have any deep hatred, so they did not have any murderous intentions, which saved him the effort of protecting them.

The two of them bowed and walked off the stage.

The winner rejoices, the loser grieves, as usual...

Elder Qin, however, had no intention of understanding the joy and loneliness of the others. He stepped forward and called out, "Two fellow Daoists, please come forward quickly."

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The battles continued one after another, and it was getting dark.

A fight at this level should logically be a back-and-forth fight that lasts for a long time.

But this first day was quite mysterious. Either the gap between the two was too big, or their skills restrained each other.

In short, there were seven matches in one day!
This speed was not often seen in sword fights before...

After the Purple Extreme Sect cultivators won, not long after, evening bells began to ring from the summit of Daoshi Mountain, and the sound could be heard from afar.

After hearing the bell, the disciples of various schools and sects knew that it was time to cease fighting today, so they stopped watching from the sky and went into the temples, some closed their eyes to regulate their breathing, while others took some spiritual wine and went to chat with friends.

Chen Mu slowly regained his composure, his eyes gleaming with brilliance.

After watching seven Nascent Soul battles in a row, I gained a lot of insights.

"The Dao requires comprehension, and the Dharma requires practice. If you want to rapidly improve your Dao, besides persistent practice, it is also necessary to concentrate on comprehension..."

He muttered to himself and was about to return to the hall to consolidate his thoughts when Dudu suddenly smiled and asked, "Fellow Daoist Chen, a few of us would like to get together tonight. Would you like to join us?"

Chen Mu's heart moved, and after thinking for a moment, he declined politely: "Thank you for your kindness, fellow Daoist. I have watched several battles today, and I have some insights in my mind. I need to go back and refine them, so I will not go."

Upon hearing this, Dudu nodded: "That's fine..."

After Chen Mu turned and left, Yang Cheng stepped forward and urged, "Brother Cheng, why don't you leave? Chu Mu and the others are still waiting."

Dudu stared at Chen Mu's back for a long time without saying a word. After a moment, he sighed and said, "No wonder Fellow Daoist Chen can stand shoulder to shoulder with us as Beiyuan. His perseverance in cultivation alone is beyond our reach."

He paused and said, "Forget it, I won't go either. You can apologize to Chu Mu and the others..."

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(End of this chapter)