Lingyuan Immortal

Chapter 683: The End of a Round

At this moment, thousands of monks reacted, exclaimed in surprise, and asked around, wanting to know the details from knowledgeable people.

In addition to these Jindan and foundation-building cultivators, there were also many Yuanying cultivators who had some eyesight. After thinking for a moment, they all looked in the direction of Longxiang Mountain.

"Friend Wei, is this the discontinued power-based Dao technique?"

Facing the questions from the crowd, Wei Chu's eyes were filled with fiery yearning. He nodded slowly and said in a deep voice: "Yes, this method should be 'Three Heads and Six Arms'..."

"Three heads and six arms!"

Most people were stunned when they heard this, and searched for such words in their minds, but found nothing, because they had never heard of such a heritage name at all.

Chen Mu was also confused and didn't understand. He only vaguely remembered hearing Taixuan mention it. So, his mind moved and he immersed himself in the soul flag and asked, "What is three heads and six arms?"

Tai Xuan was unaware of the Sun and Moon absorbing soul energy to strengthen himself, when he suddenly heard Chen Mu's question. He immediately stopped and frowned and said:
"Three Heads and Six Arms is a profound power technique, of the same rank as that of a Taoist technique. It is extremely powerful and can be considered one of the best methods of power. Why are you asking about this all of a sudden?"

"Force technique?"

Chen Mu nodded silently. Being able to have such miraculous changes must be a great art.

He did not answer, but waved his hand casually, and a water mirror appeared, showing the battle between Hua Meimei and Xian Tianming.

Taixuan looked up, his eyes flashing, and he asked in confusion: "Isn't this method a lost tradition? Where did this kid learn it from?"

While he was thinking, the situation on the field changed again.

Hua Meimei's whole body was filled with blood and energy, and then another hand slowly stretched out from her body, making a total of six arms.

And the changes were constantly happening. As his body grew bigger, new heads suddenly grew out from behind his head with two "pops". They looked exactly like him, with a beaming look on their faces, and looked very vivid.

Xian Tianming was the closest, and when he saw this, his mind was momentarily captured and he was stunned and motionless.

After the technique was completed, Hua Meimei laughed loudly, and suddenly clenched three of her hands, crushing the sword light into pieces!

Xian Tianming's natal sword infant dimmed, and most of its spiritual power was lost, obviously it was backfired.

Fortunately, after this provocation, he reacted on the spot. With fear in his eyes, he quickly withdrew and didn't even care about the spirit sword.

"Where to run!"

Huamei's eyebrows and tongue were as loud as thunder, his brows were furious, and his six hands were dancing in turn. He looked like an old general holding a flag on the stage of the mortal world.

However, this funny scene was so frightened that no one laughed out loud.

Xian Tianming was sweating profusely because Hua Meimei had already broken through the air and was chasing him with a momentum like that of a demon or a monster, which was terrifying.

"The outcome has been decided..."

Master Han Yuan shook his head slightly, wanting to end the battle, but since Xian Tianming refused to admit defeat, he could only watch from the sidelines.

What happened next was just as he expected. Xian Tianming lost at least 70% of his combat power because the Jingzhe Sword was taken away. He was still no match for the powerful Hua Meimei.

In a short while, he was caught up by it and captured in no time, unable to move...

Looking at the huge fist smashing down on his head, Xian Tianming finally came to his senses and shouted hurriedly, "I admit defeat, Master, save me!"

"boom!"

Hua Meimei only felt that her punch was like hitting cotton, nothing happened, and naturally no one died.

Xian Tianming stood up while panting, looking extremely ugly.

"The winner is Nanjiang Hua Meimei."

Master Han Yuan waved his hand and separated the two.

Hua Meimei chuckled, then put away her Taoist magic and quietly put the two magic swords into her bag.

Xian Tianming saw this and didn't care about anything else. He shouted, "I admit defeat. Return the spirit sword to me."

Hua Meimei was now nonchalant. "Really? There's such a rule? Then this sword-fighting event is a bit too boring..."

Xian Tianming snorted angrily and said, "This is related to the inheritance of my Sword Palace. How can I let you take it?" In the Cloud Palace, the Qingming Sword Master of the Twenty-Four Sword Palace sighed and bowed to Bai Jin, saying, "Brother Bai, what our sect members said is true. The Jingzhe Sword is related to our inheritance and we cannot lose it..."

Bai Jin grinned, but didn't respond in a hurry. After thinking for a moment, he didn't remember any grudges against the Twenty-Four Sword Palaces. He nodded and said, "Okay, okay. This old man is not the barbarian demon cultivator that your people are talking about..."

The Qingming Sword Master's face froze, knowing that Bai Jin was provoking him, so he took the initiative to say in a deep voice: "Don't worry, brother, after this matter is settled, the Jingzhe Sword Master will be punished."

Bai Jin waved his hand in satisfaction and sent a message to Hua Meimei: "Give him back the Jingzhe Sword."

Hua Meimei's eyes rolled when she heard this. She wanted to refuse, but she didn't dare to disobey the ancestor's orders. After all, her victory in this battle was entirely due to the "peerless Taoism" passed down by the ancestor...

Thinking of this, he nodded and threw the Jingzhe Sword over.

Xian Tianming breathed a sigh of relief, quickly took it, and said, "There's another one..."

"roll!"

Unexpectedly, Hua Meimei became furious this time. When she glared at him, the residual power of her previous display of power still remained.

"You—" Xian Tianming snorted angrily, paused, and could only turn away with his sleeves.

Hua Meimei then walked down the stage triumphantly and whispered to Chen Mu, "Brother Chen, let's see if this method of Master Hua's can be called peerless?"

Chen Mu smiled inwardly and jokingly replied, "How can a strength skill that is among the best not be called peerless?"

"Oh? Brother Chen knows this method?"

Chen Mu smiled but said nothing, not telling him what Taixuan had told him.

As they chatted, Yang Cheng and the others gathered around, smacking their lips in amazement, "We were truly blind. We didn't realize that fellow Daoist possessed such profound skills..."

Chu Mu's temperament remained straightforward. He said, "With this profound skill, Fellow Daoist Hua really has the ability to win the championship."

Hua Meimei waved her hand and said without any modesty, "Of course. When did I, Master Hua, ever boast that I came here to win the championship? Of course I can win it!"

"What a spirit!"

At this time, Wei Mingde actually came over with a big laugh and bowed slightly to everyone: "Greetings, fellow Taoists."

Chen Mu and others bowed, and they could roughly guess the purpose of his visit.

As the inheritor of the top strength in this world, Long Xiangshan has always regretted not being able to pass down the mysterious skill of three heads and six arms. He thought he would never have the chance to learn it in this lifetime. Who would have thought that this skill would be performed by a demon cultivator from southern Xinjiang? He couldn't help but feel excited.

If this technique could be inherited, Longxiang Mountain's status would be further enhanced, perhaps even comparable to the Black and White Dao Palace...

Wei Mingde's heart was moved, but he didn't show it on his face. He smiled at Hua Meimei and said, "Brother Hua, you have lived in Longxiang Mountain for nearly a month. It is a pity that I have not been able to get to know you."

Hua Meimei was not a stupid person. When faced with his sudden approach, she naturally knew why.

And his ancestor had once warned him not to talk about the origin of the three heads and six arms with outsiders, so he turned his eyes away and casually ignored it.

"It's a pity, it's really a pity, but it doesn't matter, now we can be considered to have met..."

As for why he told Chen Mu about his past, it was because he believed that they were close friends and worthy of trust...

However, Chen Mu didn't know what he was thinking. After listening casually for a while, he saw that he was repeating the same few words over and over again. He shook his head and no longer paid attention to him, and turned to look at the platform.

There, the sword fight continues.

……

Time flies, and before today, the first round of Daozi's battle has come to an end.

Thirteen people including Tao Xianxu, Li Jianyi, Chen Mu, and the Lotus Sect's Daozi who drew a bye, a total of fourteen people entered the next round to continue competing for the top spot.

At this stage, the possibility of encountering a powerful enemy has greatly increased, so Chen Mu and the others talked for a while and then returned to the palace, where they all refined themselves and prepared to fight with all their strength.

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(End of this chapter)