There are always sick girls with ill intentions towards me

On the side, Li Changshou rolled his eyes and complained in his heart: You know nothing about the chance of becoming a saint.

There is a chance to become a saint in the Tianshu Secret Realm, but this is just a lie spread by the Holy Church. I didn't expect that after so many years of being passed on, some people actually believed it.

Heavenly Master Zhang Daoyi swung the whisk in his hand.

"The opportunity to become a saint in the Tianshu Secret Realm is just a rumor."

"Rumors?" Zhang Shou was a little unbelievable. "Then why do so many people want to enter the Tianshu Secret Realm?"

On the side, Li Changshou couldn't bear to listen any longer and explained.

"Because there are indeed many opportunities in the Tianshu Secret Realm, many people who enter it have gained a lot and benefited a lot."

"Not only that." Zhang Daoyi slowly opened his eyes, "There is a magical treasure hidden in the Tianshu Secret Realm, called the Seven Star Sword."

"Are there really spiritual treasures in this world?!"

Zhang Shou couldn't help but open his mouth slightly, his shock evident in his words.

As we all know, weapons and magic weapons in this world can be divided into magic weapons, spiritual weapons, and Taoist weapons according to their grades.

According to legend, above Taoist weapons, there is a higher grade - spiritual treasure!

Of course, there has never been a magical treasure in this world, so this is just a legend.

Li Changshou secretly raised his eyebrows. This guy knew quite a lot.

Zhang Daoyi stood up slowly, a look of fascination in his eyes.

“In fact, this opportunity to become a saint is both a rumor and not a rumor.

Rumor has it that the Seven Star Sword is a flying sword from outer space, a sword worn by gods.

Back then, the former dean of the academy relied on the power of the Seven-Star Sword to suppress the leader of the Demon Cult in the Tianshu Secret Realm.

If you can get the Seven Star Sword, you may be able to comprehend the way to sainthood from it, and even attain enlightenment and ascend to heaven."

Zhang Shou's eyes lit up, as if he had imagined himself flying into the sky on a sword.

"I will definitely get the Seven Star Sword back!"

Zhang Daoyi felt relieved to see his son so confident. He walked out of the Sanqing Hall and said calmly.

"Whether you can gain the approval of the Grandmaster depends on your own luck."

Every ancestor of Qiyun Mountain left behind a spiritual weapon to be enshrined in the Sanqing Temple.

If there is someone among the younger generation who can pick up a spiritual weapon, he can gain a bit of the ancestor's divine power.

When entering the Tianshu Secret Realm, if you have a spiritual weapon with you, you may not be invincible among your peers, but at least you will be invincible.

Zhang Shou and Li Changshou kowtowed three times respectfully to the statue of the ancestor, and then stood up at the same time.

Li Changshou knew his own identity and took a step back.

"Junior brother, please go first."

As he is the legitimate son of Zhang Daoyi, one of the four great heavenly masters, he naturally cannot compete with him.

Even though Basil occupied Li Changshou's body, he still understood the ways of the world. Before the Tianshu Secret Realm was opened, he didn't want to cause any trouble.

Half an hour later.

A whisk in the Sanqing Hall trembled slightly, and Zhang Shou, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation to communicate with heaven and earth with his own Qi, immediately opened his eyes.

The whisk used by the 30th generation ancestor!

He stood up and respectfully picked up the whisk with both hands.

After getting the whisk, he felt a power that did not belong to him being bestowed upon his body.

He couldn't help but glance at Li Changshou who was still standing there without moving. With this whisk, he would definitely be able to become the second on the Tianshu list!

"Li Changshou, you can't be unable to lift any spiritual weapon, right?"

Li Changshou waved his hand and said casually.

"I'll do whatever I want."

As he spoke, the Qi in his body circulated, and all the spiritual instruments enshrined in the Sanqing Hall resonated with it.

buzzing-

The spiritual weapons all trembled, causing Zhang Shoujing's jaw to drop to the ground.

At the same time, the whisk in his hand was trembling slightly.

The sword seemed to regret choosing Zhang Shou, and it was about to fly out of his hand and towards Li Changshou.

After Zhang Shou reacted, he clenched his hands tightly to prevent the whisk in his hand from flying out.

Li Changshou's eyes swept over those spiritual weapons, and then headed towards the center.

What is enshrined there is the great sword of the founder - the Demon-Slaying Sword!

The sword was as tall as a man, and the blade was as wide as a woman's waist.

Li Changshou bowed slightly, and then stretched out his hands.

There was a thud.

The Demon-Slaying Sword flew directly into his hand, making bursts of sword sounds.

At the same time, the other spiritual weapons gradually quieted down.

Zhang Daoyi, who was standing outside the Sanqing Hall, heard the noise and immediately walked into the hall.

Seeing the Demon-Slaying Sword in Li Changshou's hand, Zhang Dao opened his mouth wide and managed to utter a word after a long while.

"Founder, the Demon-Slaying Sword!"

As the Heavenly Master of Qiyun Mountain, even he had never been recognized by the Demon-Slaying Sword.

Unexpectedly, a person with an outsider could do it.

He glanced at Zhang Shou out of the corner of his eye, sighed silently, and turned away.

The position of Heavenly Master of Qiyun Mountain has always been in the hands of Zhang's descendants, so he naturally doesn't want it to fall into the hands of others.

Among the younger generation, only his son was the most outstanding, but he was still a long way behind Li Changshou.

"Alas... Shou'er doesn't have much time left."

That look full of disappointment deeply hurt Zhang Shou's heart.

His fists were clenched so hard that they made crackling sounds, and his joints made bursts of popping noises.

"Li Changshou, do you dare to fight me?"

Li Changshou pointed to the Tianshu List outside the Sanqing Hall.

"Junior brother, I have lost to Li Lingge and ranked third on the Tianshu list."

Just as Zhang Shou looked outside the hall, he continued to persuade him patiently.

"If Junior Brother beats Li Lingge, then I will naturally admit defeat."

Recalling the look in Zhang Daoyi's eyes when he left just now, Zhang Shou snorted coldly.

"Just wait, my ranking will definitely be higher than yours!"

Looking at Zhang Shou's departing back, Li Changshou sighed.

"Go, go, die in Li Lingge's hands, so I don't have to do it."

He looked at the statue of the ancestor in the Sanqing Hall and sneered.

"It will be very interesting for me, the guardian of the Holy Religion, to be a Heavenly Master."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 92 Yun Yourong: Who made this guy always make her happy?

Nine days later, Tianshu Academy.

Outside the Confucian Temple Square, there were huge crowds of people, even more than during the entrance examination.

Not only the dignitaries of the capital, but even the Empress was sitting on the Wangwen Tower, overlooking the square.

Shen Fengyi gently twisted the eighteen-bead bracelet in her hand and muttered sarcastically.

"This second place on the Tianshu list must not have come easily, otherwise how could he become a coward."

The reason why she came to Wangwen Tower today was to see Li Lingge being stepped on by someone.

In the past few days, geniuses from various countries gathered in the capital, all of whom threatened to challenge Li Lingge.

You should know that the higher your ranking on the Tianshu List, the greater the probability of getting the opportunity to become a saint after entering the Tianshu Secret Realm.

No one dared to mess with Qiu Yuebai, who ranked first on the Tianshu list, so Li Lingge, who ranked second, naturally became the target of public criticism.

However, Li Lingge stayed indoors in the palace all the time.

And he announced that he would only accept the challenge on the last day.

Today is the day when the Tianshu Secret Realm is opened, and it is also the day when the Tianshu List will be finalized.

Therefore, Confucian Temple Square became a meat grinder for challengers.

"Please come up, Master Patriarch!"

Zhang Shou held a whisk in his hand, made hand gestures with one hand, and stomped his right foot in the air.

A divine aura floated down from the sky and entered Zhang Shou's body.

He took a deep breath, and his breath suddenly surged.

The onlookers couldn't help but admire.

"This is the secret method of Qiyun Mountain!"

"It is said that if one can ask a certain ancestor to possess him, then he will be able to master his magical powers!"

“No wonder Li Changshou has been ranked second on the Qingyun Ranking for so many years. I didn’t expect that Qiyun Mountain actually has such a secret method.”

Zhang Shou curled his lips, swung the whisk in his hand, and an unstoppable streak of energy condensed on the whisk.

It seems casual, but it contains the supreme truth.

next moment--

boom!

A huge fist shadow appeared before his eyes. Before Zhang Shou could even react, he felt as if a mountain was crashing straight into his chest.

puff!

He spat out a mouthful of blood, his chest collapsed completely, and several ribs were broken.

The whisk in his hand was blown away by a punch, and the whole person fell outside the square like a cannonball.

Lost!

Defeated in just one move!

fast!

too fast!

He didn't even see the opponent's punch clearly, but it was already right in front of him.

He held himself up with difficulty and looked towards the figure in black robes in the center of the square.

"I, I lost."

Originally, they wanted to challenge Li Lingge, who was ranked second on the Tianshu list, but Li Lingge avoided the fight and instead let these challengers fight it out.

I thought that with the help of the master's spiritual weapon, I could definitely defeat Li Lingge.

Unexpectedly, he was defeated without even seeing Li Lingge.

The air was dead silent.

Everyone seemed to be strangled by the neck and the discussion stopped abruptly.

All eyes were focused on the man in black in the center of the square.