Lin Yuangui is a person, he doesn't look down on others, and he doesn't give others a good face, but he must ask the other party to have a good face and flatter. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info uncertain, this person still looks down on the anti-Cang faction in his bones, although he gives an invitation this time, it is just a casual one.

Could it be that he really wants to put the sect that he has worked so hard to revive under the hands of such a sanctimonious villain?

Lu Zheng's eyes crossed a touch of profundity, and then he got up without humility or arrogance, clasped his fists, and said: "Just Lu Zheng, the strange Lu, the Zheng of the eventful years, is the head of the anti-Cang faction. I also heard one or two sentences from the head of the sect before, saying that the Qiongwu Sect had helped one or two when our faction was in danger. Lu Zheng was not very grateful, and he had the heart to join him. However, my faction is small and weak, Lu Zheng does not dare to climb the image of the big faction that lowers the Qiongwu Sect at will, so he has to give up after thinking about it, and only hopes that the spring will reciprocate in the future. ”

In a few words, Lu Zheng completely brushed aside the dependency between the Anti-Cang Sect and the Qiongwu Sect.

Lin Yuangui didn't like it in his heart, and his face was extremely ugly. Even if he doesn't look down on the small sect of the Anti-Cang Sect, since he is already attached to him, it is his thing, how can he let a thing that pop up out of nowhere be put aside? It's just that this person is not bad, the Anti-Cang Sect is too small, he really can't look down on it, and the reason why he abolished the heart-turning machine in the first place was just to use Duan Qiufeng, the head of the Anti-Cang Sect, to win over the other two initiates behind him. Now that Duan Qiufeng is dead, and the Anti-Cang Sect has completely declined, I heard that Lu Zheng is now standing as the head of a light pole. There is indeed no need to accept such a sect. What's more, if he accepts the Rebel Sect, maybe this Lu Zheng will beg him to restore the sect for him. It's so thankless and the gains outweigh the losses. He Lin Yuangui never did it.

Lin Yuangui thought about it in his heart, although he finally followed Lu Zheng's words and acquiesced that there was no relationship between the two sects, but he still didn't like Lu Zheng. only sneered, didn't bother to say a word, and left with his sleeves brushed up.

There are cultivators around gloating, I don't understand why Lu Zheng offended Lin Yuangui, it's just that Lin Yuangui has a grudge, and it will be difficult for Lu Zheng to have a good life in the future.

Lu Zheng himself didn't care at all, it didn't hurt that Lin Yuangui had a bad attitude, and now that the Rebel Cang Sect was able to break away from the identity of the affiliated sect of the Qiongwu Sect, he was very happy.

Lin Yuangui's unhappiness did not last long, he was a little person who couldn't get up when Lu Zheng was dispensable. In a blink of an eye, he exchanged cups with qualified characters, chatting and laughing.

The harmonious feast of eating and drinking spiritual fruit and drinking spiritual wine ended quickly, and the day rose to the middle of the sky, and the highlight of the martial arts feast finally began.

The handymen dressed in the costumes of low-level disciples rushed in, cleaned up, and were well-trained, and after a short time, they replaced the round tables with small desks, and placed two chairs next to the desks, each with a pot of spiritual tea and two jade cups, and immediately retreated.

Lu Zheng and Mo Zifeng are still sitting together.

At this time, a middle-aged cultivator walked out from behind Lin Yuan's return, waving his sleeves and setting up a formation. There were also dozens of white-clothed disciples below, and Yan Shisan and Zhao Ying, who had met Lu Zheng a few times, were also among them.

Dozens of people lined up at the same time, and the movements flowed smoothly, and in an instant, the empty square resounded with a roar.

More than a dozen broad stone platforms emerged from under the hard stone floor, rising in the wind, separating from each other, floating in the air, neither high nor low.

Lin Yuangui got up slowly, with one hand behind him, waved his robe with one hand, with a reserved and noble smile on his face, he was full of spirits, opened his mouth to say the opening remarks, and said: "Now, we are waiting for the pillars of Taoist cultivation to gather together, which makes people look confident and burst into tears!"

Some people echoed each other, and some people secretly pouted.

Lin Yuangui continued: "During this period of time, the first ten thousand demon caves of the demon path have become more and more rampant, and the old demon Dugu has no one in his eyes, allowing the demon cultivator to wreak havoc on the world, and he should be punished!

Lu Zheng saw that Lin Yuangui was more and more excited, for fear that he would say in the next second that he would lead people to attack the Ten Thousand Demon Caves, and as a member of the Dao cultivators present, it was really difficult for him to postpone.

Fortunately, Lin Yuangui just went through the motions. Mo Zifeng saw that his eyebrows were entangled, so he said funny: "Brother Lu Xian, don't worry that this old thing's brain will delay your cultivation time. Before the start of the martial arts feast in the past, the organizers would say a declaration or two of crusades against the Demon Dao, and scold the leader of the Demon Dao. ”

The corners of Lu Zheng's mouth twitched, and he heard Lin Yuangui in the high position announce the start of the martial arts with a wave of his hand.

"As always, this martial arts fight focuses on exchanging experiences, and if you are willing to give advice, you will hope to the end. ”

Soon, dozens of people who were willing to play jumped out and clasped each other's fists.

In the middle of the field, the ancient bell rang suddenly, and the fighters chose their own positions, jumped on the high platform of the competition, signed up for each other, and fought.

Suddenly, colorful attacks sprinkled all over the eyes, and all kinds of shouts and cheers came one after another.

Mo Zifeng yawned when he saw it, and after a while, he covered his face with a fan and simply closed his eyes to recuperate. Lu Zheng couldn't take his eyes off it, and while watching, he was looking at it in his mind, thinking about who he was, how to dodge and how to make a move.

"Bang!"

As one person fell out of the stone platform on the last platform, the victory and defeat on more than a dozen stone platforms were divided.

After that, two more waves of cultivators jumped onto the stage and fought for two rounds.

The sword has no eyes, and the cultivator has miraculous abilities, although it is up to the point, but to distinguish the winner from the loser, death and injury are inevitable.

In the three fights, two young people died and more than a dozen were seriously injured.

The dead and wounded were quickly carried down by the brothers in the door, and no one complained.

Lu Zheng raised his eyes to look at Lin Yuangui, who was sitting with a few people in the highest position, and he intuitively felt that this martial arts feast was not over.

Sure enough, seeing that the three waves of fighting were over, Lin Yuangui stood up slowly, pulled out a smile, and said: "This year's juniors are still active and energetic, and Lin is happy and relieved to see it." Then, next, there will be all the heads and masters of the door here, and send the most eye-catching new stars to the stage to compete. As before, the master has made a move, and it changes rapidly, and if you let go of it, you will die, so if there are casualties, it is normal. Hehe, then, let's start the competition. Ladies and gentlemen, who will come first, or will it be a lottery, as before?"

As soon as Lin Yuan's words fell, the scene instantly became hot, there were three waves of small bibi in front of him, and the heads and masters of the sect present had long been itching, some wanted to pull out the new stars in their own sect to crush the whole audience to win glory for the faction, and some people wanted to send the new star to secretly kill the elite of the rival sect. More people want to take advantage of this opportunity to promote their fame and show their might.

Mo Zifeng didn't know when he had opened his eyes, and asked Lu Zheng with a smile: "Brother Lu Xian, I remember that you are the only one in your door, right?

Lu Zheng: "......"