The Divine Void Heavenly Master didn't want to fight, in addition to really not wanting everyone to hurt the harmony, he was also not very confident in his own methods.

The previous generation of Heavenly Masters left in a hurry, and the cultivation of the Divine Void Heavenly Master was still a little weaker, even if he had the same cultivation as me, or even stronger than me, in the face of those 'fellow Daoists', he could still be frustrated.

After finishing speaking, the Divine Void Heavenly Master sat back in his place, and at this time, another Daoist stood up.

"Poor Dao disagrees with the Heavenly Master's opinion, I think it is still necessary to put the strong first, and the leader must be strong and profound. ”

This person is the master of Baiyun Temple, and he is also the head of the Quanzhen Longmen line, called Xie Cunzhen, also known as Cunzhen Zhenren, this Dao is wearing a yellow robe, wearing a yellow view, a faction of Taoist bones and fairy wind, but with evil aura on his face.

The relationship between the two factions is not very good, and in ancient times, life-and-death fights were common, but now they are much more restrained.

At this time, a monk stood up from the opposite side, this monk was born in Hongfu Temple in Guizhou Province, although he was not an abbot, but also the first seat of the extremely important Bodhi Temple, named Fayuan.

The big monk is about two meters tall, plus he has no hair and a shiny head, which looks similar to that of an NBA basketball player.

After the Fayuan monk stood up, he directly sang a Buddha name: "There is no Amitabha Buddha in the south, and the poor monk feels that what the Lord of Baiyun Temple said is reasonable, and to become our leader, we must have the ability to convince us." ”

Although this person is the first seat of the Bodhi Temple, the Dharma he cultivates is the method of vajra to subdue demons, so his temper is also relatively violent.

Although the Divine Void Heavenly Master was reluctant to do it, Cunzhen, Fayuan and others were forced to force each other, and most of the remaining monks also agreed with Cunzhen's point of view, so he had no choice but to agree.

There are a total of more than ten cultivators who have delivered the battle post, and each of them is not easy to mess with, except for us who were directly excluded, Shenxu, Fayuan, Cunzhen and others are all involved in the battle, even the Chongxiao Zhenren of Louguandao.

A little Taoist priest brought the lottery holder, and on the bamboo stick inside, there was the law number of the cultivator, and the task of drawing lots was handed over to Zheng Fatzi.

Zheng Fatzi was not polite, and shook the bamboo tube, and soon, two bamboo sticks fell out of the stick.

Zheng Fatzi picked up the bamboo stick, and after reading it, he shouted loudly: "In the first formation, the sea toad sent Liu Daochang to fight against the idle master of the Convenient Temple, and please stop the two of them, don't hit the real fire." ”

The cultivation of these two people is half a catty and eight taels, both of them are the cultivation of the upper realm of the Yin God, and we have not heard of the origin of the convenient temple, but the name of the Sea Toad School is not small, inherited from Liu Hai, the legendary one that plays the golden toad, the Sea Toad School was founded by him.

The head of the Sea Toad Sect this time is a long time, his body is thin and thin, but his eyes are very bright.

He was holding a golden toad in his hand, the toad had three legs, and the golden light was shining, which was very beautiful.

The idle monk did not show weakness, holding a Zen staff in one hand and a bowl in the other.

After the two stood opposite each other and saluted, the sea toad sent Liu Daochang to take the first step, and the golden toad in his hand rose into the air, spitting out golden light from his mouth.

The golden light smashed on the ground, and in an instant, an arm-deep pit appeared on the ground, and if it fell on a person's body, the consequences would be self-evident.

Everyone said it was very good on the surface, what was the point to the end and so on, but as soon as they made a move, they immediately killed everywhere, and the three-legged golden toad magic weapon floated on the top of Liu Daochang's head, and the golden light in his mouth was spitting out, like a machine gun.

The idle monk frowned, but did not admit defeat, he recited the Buddha number, and at the same time, waving the Zen staff in his hand, the Buddha light flickered, and the Buddhist scripture text composed of countless Buddha lights flew in the air, blocking the front of the golden light.

The golden light symbols in the shape of a swastika collided in front of the golden light spit out by the three-legged golden toad, but they were evenly divided.

By this time, these two people had become a mana battle, and if it continued, whoever had the strongest mana would win.

The idle monk's forehead has already appeared sweat, an old face is flushed, his Buddhist mana that has been cultivated for many years is consumed like flowing water, but it is that Liu Daochang, his complexion is still not compliant, and if he continues like this, the idle monk will definitely be defeated.

Therefore, the idle monk took a cold drink and sacrificed the bowl in his hand, which became bigger and bigger in the air, and suddenly became like a water tank, falling from the sky and hitting Daoist Liu's body.

Daoist Liu didn't have time to dodge away, the bowl smashed directly on the top of his head, and the idle monk's face flashed with joy, they came here, one is to pick up cheap, and the other is to make a name, at this time the overall situation has been decided, and his heart is naturally happy.

But what he didn't expect was that the bowl was buckled on the top of Daoist Liu's head, but it couldn't fall anymore.

It turned out to be the magic weapon of the golden toad, and the fat golden toad was full of golden light, and directly met the bowl, although once it went up, the bowl was stunned and could not break the defense line.

Jin Toad spat out golden light from his mouth and protected Daoist Liu, but he couldn't continue to attack the idle master by doing so.

The idle monk took the opportunity, and the golden light of the word 'swastika' in the Zen staff flashed wildly, and smashed it on the golden light.

Liu Daoren's face changed for a while, and it seemed that he couldn't hold on any longer, and there was no hope of turning the tables.

But at this moment, Liu Daoren suddenly sealed, pointed upwards with one hand, and Jin Toad suddenly turned over, and kicked the bowl with three legs.

The voice of Hong Zhong Da Lu sounded, and the bowl flew back with a whirl, crashing into the hands of the idle monk.

With a 'click', the huge force directly broke the idle monk's forearm, and then the bowl fell to the ground.

Between the rise and fall, the victory and defeat have been divided, and the idle monk has no power to fight back at this time, so he will naturally lose.

"Sect Master Liu, do you still want to continue fighting?"

Zheng Fatzi asked loudly, the rules of this competition are that the winner of each round advances, and wait until all the winners appear, and then fight, so Zheng Fatzi asked him if he would continue.

Daoist Liu shook his head: "No need, Lord White Buddha, the poor Dao quit." ”

In the fighting method just now, Daoist Liu has been secretly injured, he urged the golden toad magic weapon under pressure, and he has already injured the meridians, so he needs to be conditioned, and in his current state, continuing to fight will definitely be beneficial and harmless to his injury, and even if he is in his heyday, he is not a real person in Chongxiao, and he is not a real person in Chongxiao, and he is an opponent of real people.

Therefore, Liu Daoren wisely chose to withdraw, and from my point of view, the faces of the monks on the other side were no longer good-looking.

"In this case, in the second formation, Louguan Dao Chongxiao is really against the Spring and Autumn Master of Fahua Temple. ”

Zheng Fatzi threw two bamboo sticks again, and I don't know how he got it, and it was a monk and a Taoist fight.

Just when the old monk of the Spring and Autumn Period got up, Chong Xiao Dao shouted in advance: "Wait, poor Dao has something to say." ”

(End of chapter)