Chapter 35: Preparing to Descend the Mountain
"It's over!" Su Qianlong watched Qin Feng's weapon slowly retreat under his ten thousand sword duels, and the sword attacked even more snobbishly.
"Senior brother, do you have ten thousand swords, don't I have one? Gossip is born, heaven and earth are destroyed, all things are transformed, and the gods are destroyed! Qin Feng's words fell, eight weapons flew back, a giant was formed, and eight weapons were in the hands of the giant.
Su Qianlong's face changed greatly, "I didn't expect you to take this road, but even if you summon Chi You, it won't change the fact that you lost!" Ten thousand swords gather, and the sword of life and death comes out. ”
Qin Feng summoned Chi You out.
Under Su Qianlong's operation, more than a hundred swords were retracted from Su Qianlong's head, and slowly the swords melted into the main sword, and a huge sword was formed.
"Chi You give it to me!" Qin Fengren appeared on Chi You's shoulder. "Roar!" Chi You shouted, eight hands and eight weapons waved, and walked towards Su Qianlong step by step. With every step he took, the ground shook.
"What's going on, what's going on? What the hell is going on inside! The vibration of Chiyou also came from the tournament platform, and the whole mountain moved.
On the stage, the head of the door and several elders had solemn faces, "I didn't expect them to come to this point, we are old!" Elder Lu had to sigh, their strength wanted to see the situation inside very simple.
"Yes! Old! Qin Yunsheng nodded in agreement.
The head touched his beard with a smile: "Well, yes, there is a new generation of Maoshan, and the task of Maoshan will be handed over to them!" Listening to the words of the master, several elders also nodded when they looked at the competition platform.
"Roar, roar, roar!" Chi You roared again and again, waving his hand endlessly, and Su Qianlong's sword attacked Chi You up and down.
"Streamer Slash!" Su Qianlong's voice fell, and the sword shot towards Chiyou like a meteor.
"Hmph, defense!" Qin Feng manipulated Chi You to block all eight weapons in front. "Boom!" Chiyou was knocked back a few steps, and the weapon in his hand was partially broken.
"Wind in all directions, cut me!" Qin Feng is not a loser, the best defense is to attack Qin Feng still knows. Chi You swung eight weapons, and bursts of Gangfeng formed a weapon with Gangfeng as a body.
"Milky Way Flowing Water! Give it to me! Su Qianlong operated the sword with a rapid swing, and a river was faintly flowing. Chiyou's attack hit the river like a stone falling into the sea, and the waves calmed down after a few strokes.
"Don't underestimate me! Chi You Tai Shan is at the top! Chiyou shouted, jumped up on the spot, and pressed down with the momentum of Tarzan.
Su Qianlong's face changed, the sword stood in front of him, and he held it in his hand, but the sword was too big to hold tightly, so Su Qianlong had to use his mana to form a hand to hold the sword.
"A thousand mountains of force!" Su Qianlong said, and the sword gently met Chi You as if it had slowed down.
"Boom!" A gust of wind came out of thin air, blowing out of the competition platform, and the gossip array was also broken through by these two attacks, and everyone finally saw the situation on the stage.
Qin Feng half-squatted and panted and covered his chest. Su Qianlong's sword was also panting when he held the ground.
Qin Feng fell down because of his loss of strength, while Su Qianlong was still standing on the stage with the support of his sword.
"Good!" Seeing this situation, can the audience still understand that the senior brother won?
"Big brother, what a job! Worthy of being a big brother! ”
"What a smug! Hum! Su Qianlong didn't know that he had offended Nalan Chongtian, so Nalan Chongtian didn't say it.
"Humph!" Nalan Meng snorted when he heard his son's complaints, and Nalan Chongtian quickly shut up when he heard it.
A few people went up to help Su Qianlong and Qin Feng down, and the head of the house gently floated down from the high platform: "Yes, this year's big competition is very exciting, your cultivation has not fallen, I am very happy as the head of Maoshan, my Maoshan faction has gone through a hundred years of cultivation since the war a hundred years ago, and now it is finally a little better, as a new generation of Maoshan disciples, you should do your best to carry forward my Maoshan faction." ”
"Obey the boss!" The words of the head fell, and everyone said it synchronously.
"Okay, that's all for this year's big competition, Su Qianlong is doing well, you can go to Elder Qin to receive ten spirit papers, Qin Feng can receive five, and the remaining few people can receive one spirit paper." The master's words fell, and everyone looked at Su Qianlong and the others with envy.
Spirit paper is a kind of paper that needs spiritual objects from beginning to end, and it is a necessary material for high-level runes, while intermediate runes need spiritual paper, but high-level runes need spirit paper to draw.
There are no more than five magic circles on low-level runes, about ten at the intermediate level, and a hundred magic circles can be drawn on the runes drawn using spirit paper.
The talisman is made by drawing a magic circle into paper, and if you want to gather the spirit talisman, you need to draw the spirit gathering array into it. The Fireball Charm requires the Fireball Formation to be drawn into it. Adding other formations can make the charm more powerful.
Of course, the formation of adding people should be completely integrated with the formation, or balanced, and the failed talisman is caused by the failure of the formation construction or the disintegration of the formation. It is said that 10,000 magic circles were drawn into the fairy talisman.
After the big competition, Lan Qi returned to where he lived. As soon as Lan Qi sat down, Nalan Chongtian walked in from outside.
"Uncle Junior, why, you came to me to hide again." Lan Qi looked at Nalan Chongtian helplessly.
Nalan looked around: "Shhh "Since Nalan Chongtian's father, Nalan Meng, came out of the customs, Nalan Chongtian has been here for longer and longer.
Lan Qigang wanted to ask something, but Nalan Chongtian suddenly ran into his room. Lan Qi was puzzled, and at this time a person walked in.
"Senior Brother Song!" Seeing the person coming, Lan Qi realized that it was Uncle Xiao who heard that someone was coming, thinking it was his father, so he ran in and hid.
After Song Yi came in, he sat down directly. "Xiao Qizi, you did a good job just now!" Song Yi patted Lan Qi's shoulder with a look of appreciation.
"There, Senior Brother Song just applauded, Senior Brother Song's nine-character mantra and spirit rune array are really well used."
Song Yi waved his hand when he heard this, "Don't say it, it's ashamed to say it, it took so many years to comprehend four words, ashamed!" ”
"By the way, Xiao Qizi, make me tea, I haven't drunk it for many days, I'm really not used to it!" After Song Yi finished speaking, he did it himself, sucked the mana, and the teacup on the side shelf was sucked by Song Yi.
Lan Qi came to Maoshan to get the most out of his hand is the kung fu of making tea, although Lan Qi rarely made tea before, but he had liked to make tea and read a lot of information, after coming to this world, Lan Qi often made tea to drink, the more he drank Lan Qi, the more he felt the beauty of tea.
Especially after arriving in Maoshan, I have more time to make tea by myself, because I found that tea can make me comprehend a lot of things, and cultivation generally depends on cultivation and comprehension.
Although I have a lot of fictional cultivation experience in previous online novels, I just haven't felt that I can't use these experiences, and after drinking tea, the aftertaste of tea echoes in my mouth, which sometimes makes my brain blank, and some things I don't understand will be immediately understood.
Over the years, Lan Qi's tea has been getting better and better, and Lan Qi has slowly made a pot of good tea from the tea making experience he saw before. Now the tea made by Lan Qi is Song Yi's favorite, and he ran to Lan Qi at both ends for three days.
Because of making tea, Lan Qi built a wooden frame in the yard, and there were several sets of teacups on the wooden frame, some made of wood, some made of stone, some made of jade, some made of silver, and some made of gold.
Lan Qi shook his head when he saw Song Yi's movements. With a wave of his right hand, a small pond in the courtyard brought water up. The water fell steadily in the teapot. Lan Qi pointed to the table, and a fire rose from the table.
In order to be able to exercise his kung fu of making tea, Lan Qi has made a lot of preparations, the teacups are basically the same, the table has been transformed by Lan Qi, and a few spirit gathering arrays and fire arrays, ice arrays and other more than a dozen formations have been added to the table. The water needed to make tea is the daily dew, Lan uses several bamboo tubes to collect the dew, and sometimes when it is not enough, he also casts a spell to fill it with rain, and over the years, the dew forms a small pool. The small pool was reinforced by Lan Qi's formation, which could prevent the sun from evaporating the water.
Lan Qi's gestures kept playing, the table was on fire and ice, the teapot kept rotating, and slowly a stream of tea fragrance wafted out of the teapot.
"Well, that's right, Xiao Qizi, your tea has improved again!" Song Yi smelled the fragrance of tea and praised Lan Qi. Lan Qi smiled slightly and didn't say anything, put his hands on both sides of the teapot, his hands kept turning left and right, and after a closer look, a stream of mana operated the teapot from Lan Qi's hand.
Two minutes later, Lan Qi stopped his hand, Lan Qi hadn't moved yet, Song Yi had already picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea, of course, he hadn't forgotten Lan Qi.
The tea is poured into the cup, a cup of green and pure tea flows quietly in the cup, and a striking aroma of tea comes to the face.
Song Yi picked up the tea and sniffed it gently, and took a sip with his mouth. For Song Yi's strength, it is difficult to hurt the temperature of a few hundred degrees, so he didn't care about the heat of the tea and drank it.
"Good! It turned out to be this bastard, and it scared me! He was indulging in the fragrance of tea, and a voice sounded. Song Yi opened his eyes dissatisfied, and when he saw that it was Nalan Chongtian, Song Yi smiled embarrassedly.
After Nalan Chongtian finished speaking, he suddenly smelled something, and his eyes lit up when he looked at the tea that was wafting with aroma on the table, "Wow, Xiao Qizi's tea!" Before Nalan Chongtian finished speaking, the person had already sat on the edge of the table, and without asking Lan Qi, he directly took the cup in front of Lan Qi and drank it.
Song Yi looked at Nalan Chongtian with a smile, suddenly thought of something, and drank tea seriously. Lan Qi shook his head, took a cup, poured a cup of tea, and drank it slowly.
"Xiao Qizi, I heard that you are going down the mountain?" Nalan Chongtian put down the cup and sighed and said to Lan Qi.
Lan Qi nodded: "It's been eight years, it's been eight years since I came to Maoshan, and now my strength is not bad, I want to find the master, I don't know if his old man has been doing well over the years." ”
Song Yi nodded when he heard this, and Song Yi also knew about Lan Qi's origin, if it weren't for today's Dabi, Lan Qi would have gone down the mountain a year ago. The grace of the teacher should not be forgotten.
"Xiao Qizi, come back to see me in the future and look at us senior brothers!" Song Yi patted Lan Qi on the shoulder, but when it came to this, Song Yi himself didn't believe it, because only half of the ten people who came down the mountain in Maoshan came back. Many people stay directly down the mountain after going down the mountain. This is also the reason why there are rumors of Maoshan disciples in many places on the land of the Central Plains. Maoshan disciples should take catching ghosts and eliminating demons as the first task, and sometimes find a ghost or demon, in order to catch or kill for decades or even a lifetime, it is a normal thing.