Fairy, please don't do this!

Mu Yiren pondered to herself.

She felt that the original owner of this body was too arbitrary.

Based solely on the method of focusing the mind, it was concluded that Lin Qingci was not a person who could be reborn.

If it were her, she would need to confirm it several times before she could feel at ease!

At this moment, Hongdou, with her big, ruby-like eyes, came up to Lin Qingci and asked with a look of curiosity, "Sister Lin, could you tell Hongdou how you cultivate?"

In her opinion, Lin Qingci must have taken a shortcut to rise from the ninth rank to the sixth rank in less than three years.

If I master this method, surpassing my senior sister will be just around the corner.

After we suppress Mu Yiren, we will beat her buttocks every day to avenge our previous humiliation!

Lin Qingci gently patted her head and said with a light smile, "It's actually very simple!"

"If you dedicate all your time, except for rest, to spiritual practice, you can make rapid progress every day."

"In that case, what's the point of life?"

Hongdou's chubby, round face immediately fell.

If she were like that, she would definitely go crazy.

Not being able to sneak out to play, not being able to eat delicious food, spending the whole day doing nothing but practicing meditation—what's the difference between this and being in prison?

Lin Qingci said with a somber expression, "You're still young, there are many things you don't understand!"

Having been given a second chance at life, she has two goals.

Firstly, he possessed his senior brother's body and soul!

Secondly, he should improve his cultivation level as soon as possible to prevent other women from getting involved with him.

Now that the first goal has been achieved, it is natural to move towards the second goal.

Lin Qingci knew very well that Gu Jinzhao was the type to attract many suitors.

Without immense strength, it would be impossible to defend him.

While the group was lost in their own thoughts, the Demon Court had already sent out its fourth member.

Jin Ling is a pure-blooded descendant of the Golden Roc clan!

This is a woman, but she is also the younger sister of the Golden Roc Clan's prince, and the second most outstanding member of the clan.

Mu Yiren's voice rang out, interrupting her thoughts: "The pure-blooded descendant of the Golden Roc clan has met his end."

Lin Qingci looked at her senior brother and said softly, "The speed of the Golden Roc Clan is unparalleled in the world."

"Senior brother, who do you think the Empress Dowager will kill?"

Gu Jinzhao smiled: "Buddha's daughter!"

The Empress Dowager, with her strategic planning, naturally understood the principle of mutual generation and restraint among all things.

Among the Cangyue Dynasty's forces, the only one who could reliably restrain the Golden Roc Clan's extreme speed was the Buddhist nun Miaotan, who was in the Zen Realm.

If he was not mistaken, Miaotan had already cultivated the colorless lapis lazuli Dharma form through the "Emptiness and Form Zen Sutra".

This Dharma form can not only arouse the seven emotions and six desires in others, but also slow down the thoughts and speed of surrounding things, and weaken defense and attack. It is an extremely powerful domain-type weakening buff.

Most importantly, this buff will increase or decrease in effect as the user's cultivation level increases.

As Gu Jinzhao had expected, Xiao Qingyi on the high platform glanced at the Zen Master.

The latter understood immediately, put his hands together and said, "Miaotan, go!"

Miao Tan immediately lightly touched the ground with her delicate feet, transforming into a beam of glazed Buddhist light, and gracefully landed on the frozen lake from the high platform.

Jin Ling's golden eyes locked onto the ascetic Buddhist woman before her, a mocking smile curving her lips: "A Buddhist woman in the Zen realm?"

"I've heard that your Buddhist teachings are profound; today is the perfect opportunity to learn from you."

Before the words were even finished, the figure had already vanished!

Only a golden afterimage remained on the frozen lake.

Almost simultaneously, a golden-scaled sword appeared behind Miao Tan, carrying a chilling killing intent, and went straight for her throat.

However, she merely formed a mudra with her hands and softly uttered, "Emptiness and formlessness, pure land of lapis lazuli."

hum-

A lapis lazuli Bodhisattva image appeared behind him, spreading out layers of lapis lazuli Buddha light, instantly covering an area of ​​a hundred feet in radius.

Within the radiance, all colors turned gray and white.

The extremely sharp sword strike, upon touching the shimmering light, was already mired in an invisible quagmire, moving as slowly as a snail!

Moreover, Jin Ling felt extremely irritable, and the freedom and joy of soaring through the sky were replaced by a heavy and restrictive feeling.

The sharp, demonic winds swirling around him were also restrained, no longer able to stir up the slightest ripple.

Miao Tan then raised her eyes and looked at Jin Ling, who was standing close by: "Although the Golden Roc Clan is fast, it cannot outrun a mind full of complicated thoughts!"

"I haven't even used my full strength yet, does the Buddha really think victory is assured?"

Jin Ling snorted coldly and forcibly activated her bloodline power, causing her demonic energy to surge.

"Wow—!"

The next instant, a fierce cry of a roc tore through the sky.

But then, Jin Ling's figure transformed into a golden-winged roc in a burst of dazzling golden light!

Golden feathers like swords, sharp claws like hooks, and eyes burning with brilliant golden flames.

It suddenly flapped its wings and soared straight up to ninety thousand miles.

A violent gale swept out, shattering large sections of ice and causing the lake water to surge backward!

Clearly, Jin Ling knew that it was impossible to get close to the opponent under the [Colorless Glazed Dharma Form], so it planned to rush into the void and kill from a distance.

In response, Miao Tan looked up at the giant golden shadow that was trying to break free of its restraints, her eyes still showing neither sorrow nor joy.

She clasped her hands together, and the colorless glass Buddha statue behind her raised its head and slowly opened its half-closed eyes.

"A mind in turmoil, wings weighing a thousand pounds."

Miao Tan chanted softly, her right hand forming a flower seal, and gently waved it towards the air.

hum-

The colorless, shimmering light that enveloped the battlefield suddenly shifted and coalesced, transforming into countless transparent threads that intertwined to form a shimmering net that covered the heavens and the earth.

This net is neither gold nor iron; it does not obstruct physical objects, but only binds the mind.

The golden-winged roc soared upwards, only to be horrified to discover that the more it flapped its wings, the heavier they became, as if every feather was covered in heavy mud.

The higher you fly, the thicker the surrounding air becomes, as if the entire sky has turned into a giant cage.

"impossible!"

The Golden Roc roared in shock and anger, golden flames rising from its wings in an attempt to tear apart the invisible restraints, but the Crystal Heart Net moved at will.

The angrier one gets, the more chaotic and confused one's thoughts become.

In just a few flaps of its wings, its soaring momentum, which had been rising ninety thousand miles, weakened to the point of struggling like a trapped beast.

Miao Tan kept her hand in the flower-picking mudra, slowly raised her fair hand, and then pressed it down: "Fall!"

With a single, gentle word, the crystal net in the air suddenly contracted!

The enormous body of the Golden-Winged Roc was as if it were being grasped by a crystal Buddha's hand, and it crashed down from a height of hundreds of feet!

Boom—

The frozen lake burst open with towering waves, the solid ice shattered, and the lake water surged.

When the smoke and dust cleared, Jin Ling had already transformed back into human form, kneeling on the broken ice lake, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth, her face ashen, no longer displaying her previous arrogance.

Clearly, the outcome is decided!

We won!

"What do you mean by 'world's fastest speed'? That's a joke."

"The Golden Roc clan is one of the two great royal clans of the Demon Court, yet they couldn't withstand two moves from the Buddha Maiden?"

"That's it?"

Seeing Jin Ling's defeat, the Cang Yue people, who had been holding back their anger all day, burst into cheers.

On the viewing platform, a faint smile curved the corners of Xiao Qingyi's beautiful lips beneath her lace mask.

After losing both matches yesterday, they won both matches today, and both victories were overwhelming defeats of Yaoting, thus turning the tide.

There are still six games left.

If Mu Yiren wins one match, and Gu Jinchao wins three in a row, he can reap the rewards of victory.

Thinking of the absurd and enchanting events of last night, a hint of shame and annoyance flashed in Xiao Qingyi's phoenix eyes, and she subconsciously brought her jade-like legs together under her skirt.

'This lackey will eat anything, he's truly a silver-tongued liar!'

Her gaze unconsciously drifted to the handsome figure in the Qilin robe on the viewing platform, and when their eyes met, she surprisingly looked away.

Is Her Majesty avoiding my attention?

Gu Jinchao thought to himself subconsciously.

In contrast to the bustling activity at Cangyue's camp, the Demon Court was eerily silent.

On the high platform, the high priest saw that the two emperors, Peng and Jiao, had gloomy faces, but he revealed a mysterious smile: "Although Cang Yue won two matches this time, it also sent out two top geniuses."

"Of the five people who haven't left the arena, only Dao Realm Dao Child Mu Yiren and that little sword immortal from Qingyun Sect Gu Jinzhao pose a threat."

"Mu Yiren will be dealt with by the Prince Jiao, and as for Gu Jinzhao, it is impossible for him to win two consecutive matches."

"In that case, the Demon Court will win one match no matter what. How will Cang Yue win the remaining three?"

"Moreover, the Buddhist maiden of the Zen Realm can only appear once, which means that no one can restrain the Peng Clan's extreme speed. Gu Jinchao's chances of defeating the Peng Prince are not high."

The Jiao Prince he mentioned was Ao Xue, and the Peng Prince was Jin Chi. The two were unparalleled geniuses of the Demon Court, and their bloodlines were so rich that they were unprecedented and had the potential to become super-grade beings.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the two emperors, Jiao and Peng, improved considerably...

Chapter 398, Gong Lingyun: Is he the reincarnation of my master? (3K)

Night fell, and the moonlight shone like water.

Elegant Moon Residence, in the courtyard!

Gu Jinchao sat cross-legged, his body surging with true yang fire, attempting to condense a second strand of supreme yang sword intent.

Gong Lingyun stood quietly to the side, looking at the figure in front of her with a rather complicated expression.

so similar!

Whether it's the taste of the roast chicken and duck, or their daily words and actions, everything is exactly the same as that figure in my memory.

But he was not himself after all.

Her master left her forty years ago, before Gu Jinzhao was even born.

'Could he be the reincarnation of my master?'

Gong Lingyun's eyes flickered slightly as she pondered to herself.

If it is indeed a reincarnation, it means that the master has perished.

She didn't want to believe it, and she didn't dare to believe it.

The image of that gentle, warm light suddenly appeared in my mind.

As she recalled the details of how he taught her cultivation and imparted Taoist teachings to her, her gaze gradually became unfocused.

It wasn't until Gu Jinzhao's breathing became slightly disordered that Gong Lingyun noticed something was wrong. Only then did she suppress the turmoil in her heart and gently open her thin lips: "To condense the second strand of Supreme Yang Sword Intent, one must use True Yang as fire, sword intent as the edge, and the sword to ignite the fire."

"You should guide the true yang fire along the Lung Meridian of Hand-Taiyin to your sword finger, then let it emerge from the Shaoshang acupoint, using your divine thought as a hammer to repeatedly forge it..."

"it is good!"

Gu Jinchao followed the advice and reactivated the true yang fire within his body.