Journey to the West begins with a full-level Tang monk

Chapter 1075
"Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the eighth serial mission, participated in the competition for the leader, won the competition in the Qi refining period, and the mission rewards 20000 merit points!"

At this time, the long-awaited system prompt sounded in Tang Seng's mind.

Tang Seng's face brightened, and he finally arrived.

Where to run?

"Everything is under the abbot's arrangement!"

Tang Seng looked up at the abbot with two long white eyebrows, and said with a smile.

He could more or less guess what everyone said before, and it happened that the decision made by the abbot was completely consistent with the system tasks, so how could Tang Seng laugh unhappily.

If you are really sleepy, just come to give me a pillow!

"Elder Sanzang has a good heart. In this battle during the Qi refining period, even if he lost, the temple did not lose in momentum. Only by smiling at the challenge and at the failure, can this show Tianlong Temple's way of cultivating the mind."

The abbot was very satisfied with Tang Seng's performance, he stroked his beard and said with satisfaction.

Tang Seng stood up with one hand and stepped out of the big tent, not to mention how happy he was!

The competition in the Qi refining period is not like playing!
There is no suspense!
"Elder Sanzang, please wait a moment!"

Tang Seng hadn't gone far when Xing Sheng came out of the big tent and chased after him in a flash.

"Ah, Elder Xingsheng!" Tang Seng looked back at Xingsheng.

"Come on, go back to the tent and talk!"

Xingsheng looked around, and pulled Tang Seng back to his tent.

Under Tang Seng's suspicious eyes, Xing Sheng said earnestly: "Elder Sanzang, the abbot specially asked the poor monk to tell you a few words. First, when you participate in the Qi refining competition tomorrow, don't wear cassocks, just wear the clothes of ordinary disciples." !"

Tang Seng turned his eyes and showed a smile that was not a smile: "Are you afraid that the poor monk will embarrass the elders of Tianlong Temple? A person in the Qi refining period can also be an elder? And he lost?"

"Hehe, Elder Sanzang is overthinking. In fact, it is not appropriate to participate in the competition of disciples in the Qi refining period as an elder. Second, the abbot specially ordered that you do your best when you are on the field, and be careful not to get hurt. If it doesn't work, just withdraw and control this battle, Tianlong Temple mainly focuses on participation, not extravagantly expecting any results!"

"Hehe, good, all those who obey the abbot, take part in the main task, and don't seek results!"

Tang Seng responded with a smile, but he was thinking in his heart, listen to you big-headed ghost, listen to you, who can I get my merit points for?
Are you so unsure of me?

"Okay, I am relieved to have such an understanding. The poor monk is afraid that you will not be able to let go of the elder's frame. The elder and the abbot both value your attainments in Buddhist scriptures and will not allow you to make any mistakes." Xing Sheng finished. Satisfied and left.

Tang Seng is also very satisfied!

Back in the big tent, he entered the chaotic world in a flash, stayed in it for nearly half an hour, and then came out again.

All is ready except for the opportunity.

He slept peacefully all night, and the next day when the sun was bright, Tang Seng was called out by Elder Xingsheng.

"Elder Sanzang, wake up, it's time to go to the competition!"

Tang Seng got up from the ground and took the monk clothes of Tianlong Temple disciples brought by Xingsheng. After a while of busy work, he changed from an elder to an ordinary disciple.

The selected competition venue is a plain about fifty miles away from here.

Leading the team to participate in the competition was the second elder of Tianlong Temple and three other elders of Chuangong Hall. In addition to Tang Seng, Elder Xingsheng also went with them.

Seeing that Tang Seng was well-dressed, the second elder didn't speak, and casually released a fan-shaped magic weapon, which quickly enlarged in the low air, as big as a big boat.

"Elder Sanzang, come up! This old man knows that you can fly with your Qi-refining stage, but don't expose this ability for the time being, so you can save some mana, and you can catch a surprise when the time comes, and maybe you will receive miraculous power! "

The second elder said, and stood on the fan-shaped magic weapon first in a flash.

Hearing what he said, Tang Seng immediately understood that Tianlong Temple didn't think they would be defeated, they still had a glimmer of hope.

That's why I let myself play.

After all, none of the disciples in the qi refining period possessed the magic power of flying, and being able to fly himself, and being able to fly into the air at critical times, gave him many advantages over monks who could only fight on the ground.

Tang Seng doesn't care, in short, this is a battle without any suspense.

Even if the monks from the other six sects beat him, there would be no problem.

With a leap, Tang Seng jumped onto the fan-shaped magic weapon, and the next moment, the fan-shaped magic weapon flew towards the distance with a flash of light.

Tang Seng dismissed magic weapons of this level at all, so he was not interested in taking a second look.

This made the second elder secretly amazed. You must know that this kind of flying magic weapon is rare in this world, and it didn't arouse the slightest curiosity of the elder Sanzang?

Naturally, the other four elders didn't use any magic weapon, and followed the fan-shaped magic weapon in a flash, but after a while, they had already arrived at the competition location.

This is a very vast plain. Although the competition has not yet started, it is already crowded with people.

In addition to people from the other seven major sects, many people from small and medium sects also came here to watch.

"Hehe, Master Enlightenment, Pindao thinks that Tianlong Temple has decided not to form an alliance with fellow Taoists. If you come a little later, the competition may have already begun!"

Seeing the arrival of a group of people from Tianlong Temple, several people in the crowd flew into the air, and one of the Taoist priests said with a laugh.

"This is Ling Xiao, the Great Elder of the Immortal Sword Sect!"

Elder Xingsheng who was following Tang Seng introduced in a low voice.

Tang Seng nodded slightly, but did not express anything else.

In short, he doesn't care much about people who don't compete with him.

Of course, the people who competed with him didn't care too much.

"Hehe, Tianlong Temple is not as bad as fellow daoist said. Even if there is only one disciple, he will work hard to avoid the loss of life."

The second elder said in a sad voice, and when they met face to face, the two were already facing each other.

"In this case, Master Juewu, the rest of the sects have arrived, and it's almost time, let's start!" Ling Xiao said calmly, as if he had nothing to do with Tianlong Temple.

The Second Elder frowned, he had already seen the disciples from other sects participating in the competition had crossed their knees and closed their eyes in their respective positions, as if they had been recuperating for a while.

In the fight between monks, strength is very important, but state is also very important.

Tang Seng had just arrived here, and he was not familiar with the surroundings, nor did he have a calm breath. It was obviously a disadvantage to adjust to the best state.

Just when he was hesitating whether to buy Elder Sanzang some time to adjust his breath, Tang Seng took the initiative to say: "Second Elder, let's start now! It will only take a while, so it's better to finish it earlier."

(End of this chapter)