Chapter Ninety-Five: Rock-Paper Scissors
Outside Tianfeng City, hundreds of thousands of miles away from the Tianfeng Mountain Range, a continuous mountain range, at a glance can not see the edge, the mountains in the mountains are grouped, the woods are dense, the aura is rich, the perennial white mist is a piece, like a fairy field, here is inaccessible, legend has it that this was the ancient power of the settlement, left a dojo here, but no one knows the specific location, tens of thousands of years have passed, here is almost forgotten, become a paradise for spirit beasts. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Now, in this mountain, in the dense woods, there are two figures shuttling among them, it is Dusty Wind and Sword Seven.
"Xiao Qi, do you think it's more suitable there." Dusty Wind stopped and asked Jian Qi beside him.
Jian Qi pondered for a while, his face showed a look of thought, and then said: "In this big mountain range, there are a few good places, but they have basically been set foot in, the only place is the cave with spatial cracks, there is no danger for the monks who cultivate to the Heavenly Mandate Realm of the Fifth Heaven, and it is very difficult to say if the cultivation is lower than the Fifth Heaven, hehe, but for the two of us, it is not a dangerous place, we can arrange it well, improve a little mystery, dangerous, It is best to attract those disciples of the real great families to come. ā
"Okay, then it's decided, you go and set it up, and I'll go to Tianfeng City to spread the news." Dust Wind immediately made a decision.
"Why do you let Ben Gongzi go with such a hard work? No, you go and set up the venue, and I'll spread the word. Jian Qi said dissatisfiedly.
"I came up with the idea." Dustwind speaks for a powerful reason.
"I found the place." Jian Qi also said a reason that was enough to get by.
Dustwind said again: "You still owe me a meal." ā
Jian Qi also said: "This reason is not sufficient, it's a big deal, I ask you to go back, it's still double." ā
Dusty Wind said: "I am a few months older than you, what my brother tells you to do, you must carry it out unconditionally." ā
Jian Qi despised it: "Hehe, I know now, your years of cultivation are only a few years, and I have been practicing for more than ten years, you should call me sad, or you go." ā
Dusty Wind sneered: "Cultivators come first, have you beaten me?" ā
Jian Qi: "I'm so scared, do you want to try it?" ā
Dustwind made a killer move: "Okay, rock-paper-scissors." ā
Jian Qi decisively stretched out his hand: "One, two, three, rock-paper-scissors." ā
Dusty Wind said: "Whoever wins, whoever spreads the news, and whoever loses goes to set up the venue." ā
Jian Qi: "As it should be. ā
After a round.
Jian Qiyan: "Two wins in three games." ā
Dusty Wind looked at Jian Qi coldly, silently, like looking at a fool.
After three rounds.
Sword Seven: "Three wins in five games." Dusty Wind still didn't speak, and looked at Jian Qi coldly.
After five rounds, Jian Qi said again; "Four wins in seven games." Dusty Wind gestured indifferently, his eyes disdainful.
After seven rounds, cold sweat broke out on Jian Qi's forehead, his lips were dry, and his body trembled, he didn't believe in evil, and roared: "Five wins in nine games." ā
After nine rounds, Jian Qi was sweating profusely, his eyes were black, he hadn't won a single time, and he roared unwillingly; "I don't accept it, you're out of the woods."
Dusty Wind was furious, jumped up violently, smashed on the head of Jian Qi with a violent chest, and scolded angrily: "You are unproductive, if you lose, you will lose, and you still want to play tricks, you go to set up the venue for me." ā
Jian Qi was in pain, covered his forehead, sat on the ground with his buttocks, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and said dejectedly: "Count you ruthless." Then he stood up and patted his buttocks, and ran off to set up the venue.
Dusty Wind looked at the back of Jian Qi leaving, secretly his stomach was about to laugh, he raised his head arrogantly, and said, "Fight with me, you are a little tender." Then he scurried towards Skywind City like a humanoid bolt of lightning.
In Tianfeng City, there is an astonishing news circulating in a few days, that is, in the Tianfeng Mountain Range hundreds of thousands of miles away, a cave mansion suspected of having ancient power has been born, and a supreme inheritance will reappear in the world, and someone has already gone there, and the location has been roughly determined.
This news soon spread widely in Tianfeng City, and many monks began to itch, and some even began to rush to the mountains hundreds of thousands of miles away in groups, hoping to 'bump into the immortal fate', get the inheritance of the ancient power, and cultivate to the next level, and at the very least, get some magic weapons, Bao Dan and the like, for cultivation.
"Hey, hey, did you hear that? There is an incredible inheritance in the continuous mountains outside Tianfeng City, and the Xianjia Cave Mansion, which is suspected to be an ancient power, has even discovered the Supreme Divine Liquid, which can make people reborn overnight, reshape flesh and blood, and even have a magic medicine that will be born, do you want to go? Some monks gathered in the teahouse and said.
"Is the information reliable? It can't be fake, right? Some monks thought it was a lie, that someone else was spreading it.
"I'm not sure, but there have been legends there since ancient times, legend has it that there was once a place of dissolution of the ancient power, where the dojo was established, and the disciples were widely accepted, and it was glorious in ancient times, but countless thousands of years have passed, and the ancient power has stepped into the sky and achieved the immortal fruit position, and since then the dojo has gradually declined, until now, it has been impossible to find some traces of the past, and now the cultivation world is about to rise, and many unknown mysterious areas in the cultivation world have sprung up, and countless secret inheritances have appeared, and even the inheritance of immortals has appeared. And now there is a rumor that the ancient powerful cave has reappeared in the world, I don't think it may be fake, maybe I wait to go, I can fight for a future, maybe ah, if I don't go, my generation of monks can only be mediocre, and be shot to death in the tide of time. The monk said with a lonely expression.
Immediately afterwards, the monk's eyes turned hideous, one hand crossed his waist, the other pointed to the sky, and roared angrily: "No, I am not reconciled, how can my generation of monks, how can I live such a mediocre life, when I face difficulties, fight for creation, and fight for a brilliant future, even if I die, it is a hundred times stronger than facing you straw bales every day, you know?" It's a hundredfold. ā
Then, the monk who was righteous, with a wave of his sleeves, walked towards the outside of Tianfeng City, still muttering, "I'll go too." ā
Some of the monks in the teahouse scoffed at this, while others were full of shame.
Then, half of the monks stood up, their faces excited, and marched in groups towards the mountains outside the city.
This situation is staged every day in the places where the monks of Tianfeng City gather, and what no one notices is that in these places, there is the same person, the nameless little monk who is righteous and righteous, and shouts to fight for the creation.
Boom, Tianfeng City has completely exploded, such a half-truth and half-truth legend has detonated a craze, and even many great families and the sons of the Great Sect can't sit still, and they want to go to the mountains hundreds of thousands of miles away to compete for the inheritance of chance.
But there are also some forces that don't care and don't believe it.
A few days later, a large number of monks came to the Tianfeng Mountain Range, which was originally inaccessible, many of them were disciples of the great family, and even some disciples of the family came with the treasures of the master, hoping to win the creation, most of them were monks of the younger generation, and most of the monks of the older generation were in retreat and cultivated quietly.
But the Tianfeng Mountain Range is too big, stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles, and there is no edge in sight, even if thousands of monks plunge into it, they can't set off a single wave, and for several days, these monks are like headless flies, scurrying around in the Tianfeng Mountain Range.
However, there are many Ganoderma lucidum fairy grasses in the Tianfeng Mountain Range, and some monks have even discovered the heaven and earth spirit fruit for more than 10,000 years, and in more than one place, even from an endless distance, some monks can smell the rich aroma of the divine fruit.
"This is an auspicious omen, but whenever there is a strange thing in heaven and earth, or there is a trace of a secret realm, it will be accompanied by auspiciousness, and there must be a supreme inheritance to be born here." A monk said excitedly to the monks, it was the nameless little monk who spoke righteously and righteously in Tianfeng City.
The Tianfeng Mountain Range, along with the birth of the Heaven and Earth Spirit Fruit, triggered fierce battles among the monks, with big fights and even bloodshed.
A powerful peak cultivator of the Body Refining Realm was covered in blood, surrounded by several monks, he killed a bloody path, holding a brilliant 10,000-year-old immortal grass in his arms, fleeing into the distance, he was full of joy, and laughed while running: "The immortal grass belongs to me, the inheritance belongs to me, no one can take it away, hahaha, I will definitely dominate the cultivation world in the future and become a supreme." ā
Bang, as the monk laughed, a golden figure, with lightning speed, held a hard wooden stick the thickness of an adult's thigh, and smashed it on the back of his head.
Bang, the monk fell to the ground heavily, his face was surprised and unwilling before he fell unconscious, and he hugged the brilliant 10,000-year-old fairy grass and muttered, "This is mine." ā
Then he fell into a deep sleep.
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