Chapter 17 Meeting Friends in Writing

At noon, the sub-sect exchange conference officially began. Compared to before, the disciples of Tai'a Sect were even more excited.

If they didn't know who the person who came, they might not be like this, but knowing that the first batch of people who came was Zongzong, and there was a disciple who asked Dao Feng, the disciples couldn't hold back the excitement in their hearts.

The welcome ceremony prepared by Tai Ah Zong was originally placed on the side of the teleportation array, so that everyone could be welcomed by the others when they arrived, so that everyone could experience the feeling of being at home.

But now that the people from the general sect have come, we can't let them go back. Therefore, Tai Azong made a separate welcome ceremony on the side of the martial arts arena to welcome the six people of the wind and death. At the same time, they had all the welcome rituals ready to arrive next on the teleportation array.

The six of them arrived at the Yanwutai under the leadership of Li Zixuan. At this time, the team in charge of greeting was already here. The person in charge of receiving it was an elder and several disciples in the sect.

"This is Elder Liu...... Elder Liu, this is Lin Wenbin, Zheng Yunfeng, Lin Xinwen, Ouyang Yan, Shangguan Hao, these are the uncles and ancestors of the Wind Warrior who asked Dao Feng. ”

Li Zixuan introduced it to the people who received it.

"A few people have come from afar, and our sect is not well entertained, and I hope that a few will forgive their sins. ”

Elder Liu first made amends to several people.

"Elder Liu, it's not your fault, we won't care. ”

After Elder Liu finished speaking, the fan found that no one in his team of five answered, and at this time he suddenly realized that it was a matter of identity, the other party was an elder, and he didn't open his mouth as a team leader here, so they naturally didn't speak easily.

So, Feng Di said the above sentence in a slightly uncomfortable situation.

"Thank you Uncle Xiao for your magnanimity, and please bear with me. ”

"Elder Liu is polite, we all know who is doing the ghost, so don't worry about this. ”

"Yes, yes, don't worry about this, we're here to communicate, when are we going to start?"

"In that case, the old man doesn't care about this...... Ask a few people to take this and get started. ”

After Elder Liu finished speaking, several disciples gave each of the six people a small jade sword.

"This is a little trinket, which I made too Azong, and I hope a few people can like it. ”

After the welcome, the exchange meeting began. The opening ceremony followed the tradition of Taoism – simplicity. The specific situation is like this: After Elder Liu said on the stage of the martial arts, "The exchange conference has officially begun, everyone has fun", the conference officially began.

"Now that I've arrived at the martial arts arena, it's definitely going to be a martial arts competition, Uncle Shi, am I the first to go up?"

Zheng Yunfeng looked at Feng Yan, his eyes were full of expectation.

"You don't have to ask me, you too, just say what you have to do. If no one objected, they agreed by default...... Well...... That's it for the rest of the day, do you say okay?"

After Feng Yan finished speaking, the five people didn't say anything, Feng Yan looked strange, why didn't they react to this?

"Since they all agreed, that's the end of it. Okay, Yunfeng, you can meet them. ”

"Good. ”

Zheng Yunfeng jumped onto a martial arts stage, and after standing still, he said to the audience:

"Zheng Yunfeng, I am here to accept your challenge. ”

"Senior Brother Zheng, don't be in a hurry......"

At this moment, a voice came, and a man stepped onto the stage.

"Dare to ask ......"

"Contemptible Li Ziwen, Zixuan and his brother. ”

"Then it's time to call me a senior brother...... I don't know what Senior Brother Li means by this?"

"Senior Brother Zheng, this battle is the first battle of Tai'a Zong's exchange, of course, it can't be just an ordinary battle, otherwise it's so boring?"

"Then how does Senior Brother Li want to play?"

"It's not difficult, just take a few things. ”

As he spoke, Li Ziwen took out two two-meter-high brushes, two one-meter-long scrolls, and two inkwells from the ring.

"It's ...... How?"

"Naturally, I will meet friends with texts, I have a couplet here, which is 'tens of millions of Taoist disciples', I will write it on this in a while, and Senior Brother Zheng will make this couplet. At the same time, we can interfere with each other so that the other cannot finish.

After a quarter of an hour, see who we end up writing more. At the same time, you have to control not to let the ink fly too much. And the final result will be judged by the disciples, what do you think, Senior Brother Zheng?"

"Uh...... Can you change someone, I'm a rough person, I don't know much about this. ”

Zheng Yunfeng's words made Li Ziwen stunned, and also caused a burst of laughter from the audience.

"Hey, this guy...... Uncle Shi, a few of us are not good at pairs, what should we do?"

"So...... I'll go on...... Yunfeng, come down. ”

Then Feng Yan boarded the stage.

"I know that my strength is insufficient, so I ask my uncle and ancestor to be merciful. ”

"Yes. ”

"Then let's get started. ”

And so, the game began.

The two scrolls were controlled and unfolded by the disciples outside the field, and they were deliberately placed relatively close, just enough for the two to fight.

Li Ziwen and Feng Yan picked up the large brush and began to dip it in the inkwell, and the two looked at each other, but there was no movement.

At one point, both men lifted their brushes. The brush had become black, and there was a lot of ink at the sight, but not a single drop had been spilled.

Then, Feng Yan attacked, and the brush dipped in ink was thrown directly on the top of Li Ziwen's head, and the ink was about to paste Li Ziwen's face when he looked at it.

Li Ziwen had thought of many possibilities, but he really didn't expect this kind of way to deal with himself at the beginning. So, Li Ziwen made a defense, and a film of water covered his whole body.

But then he found that the ink had been withdrawn, and that the whole pen had left him.

This trick is just to scare people to reach.

By the time Li Ziwen saw Feng Yan, Feng Yan had already written a "宀" on his scroll, and was now writing a horizontal line. So, Li Ziwen rushed over, and at the same time, six water balls appeared around him, attacking towards the wind.

In this regard, Feng Yan just used the wind spirit power to form a wind spirit power shield around himself, and then he didn't care, and continued to write his own words, and the word "Zong" was written, and the water balls were all blocked by the protective shield.

Li Ziwen now arrived near the Wind Fall, and began to make trouble in close combat, but the Wind Death only dodged, and then wrote the word "inside" on the scroll. Li Ziwen saw it, suffered, and if he didn't write about himself, he would lose. So, he went to write the prepared couplet.

Li Ziwen obviously prepared, and when the seven characters were written, there were four words on the side of the wind and death, "scenery in the sect". Li Ziwen felt that there was still a chance, so he continued to make trouble.

But at this time, an accident happened, and the ink in the ink basin of the wind suddenly moved, flying towards the scroll on Li Ziwen's side. If this is pounced, Li Ziwen will basically write in vain, and there is nowhere to write.

Therefore, Li Ziwen had to go on the defensive. When his defense was over, Stormfall completed his next link.

The game was terminated, and the upper and lower joints were completed.

Shanglian is "the name of the Taoist disciples".

The next link is "the scenery in the sect will remain for a hundred years".