Thinking of this, Ling turned his head and asked Wu Dao softly: "Since this young man has inherited the mantle of the old man of the divine machine, and he is the successor of the Tianxin Pavilion, will the old man of the divine machine be related to the Tianxin Pavilion, or is the old man of the divine machine the master of the Tianxin Pavilion?"

Hearing Ling's inquiry, Wu Dao shook his head lightly and said in a deep voice: "The old man of the Divine Machine is by no means the pavilion master of the Tianxin Pavilion, because the establishment of the Tianxin Pavilion is much older than the old man of the Divine Machine. Moreover, the pavilion masters of Tianxin Pavilion in the past generations will inherit the mantle of the previous generation of pavilion masters and practice the unique Taoism of Tianxin Pavilion. Although the old man of Shenji is mysterious, the Dao method he practices is by no means the inheritance of Tianxin Pavilion. The old man has always been a loner, and he has never left any Taoism. As for what he has to do with Tianxin Pavilion, I don't know very well. ”

Wu Dao's explanation made Ling and the others even more curious about the old man, such a figure that can be attributed to a legend is surrounded by layers of fog, which makes people want to explore, but they don't know where to start. And judging from the information they got, the old man of the Divine Machine has a superb Taoism, a very high vision, and the criteria for selecting disciples are also extremely strict. Since the heir of Tianxin Pavilion can become the only disciple of the old man of the Divine Machine, it is conceivable that this young man must not be an ordinary person. Although Ling and the others were never afraid, they also didn't want themselves or the three of You Long to meet the boy.

At this time, the first battle of the five-year covenant had already begun on the Phoenix Stage, and the two opponents were Cao Tong from the Cao family in the East China Sea and Zu Hua, a cultivator from the Qingxin Pavilion in the Western Desert. Although the Cao family is well-known in the East China Sea, Qingxin Pavilion is also well-known in the Western Desert. They were one east and one west, and they were the first group of cultivators to compete at the grand event, which really attracted everyone's attention. Compared with Qingxin Pavilion, the Cao family belongs to the wild road, and their actual combat ability is very strong. As the orthodox inheritance of Taoism, the strength of Qingxin Pavilion should not be underestimated. I saw the two of them arching their hands to each other on the phoenix platform and hugging their fists to show their respect for each other. Then, Cao Tong slammed his toes on the ground and rushed towards Zu Hua. Cao Tong has cultivated with the elders of the family since he was a child, and he has killed many fierce beasts, of course, he knows the truth that the first strike is strong, and if he wants to win, he must take the lead.

Seeing that Cao Tong's momentum was like a tiger, Zu Hua didn't dare to slack off, he moved his feet slightly, stepped out of the seven-star step, and at the same time shook the long sword in his hand lightly. The long sword made a crisp sound and headed towards Cao Tong. Both of them are at the peak of the out-of-body realm, and it can be said that the opponent will meet the good talent in chess, and this battle is somewhat interesting.

"Xiao, do you think which of these two can win?" Wu Dao narrowed his eyes, looked at the two people who came and went on the Phoenix Stage, and asked Ling next to him softly. Wu Dao is a cultivator of the Delusion Realm, and his cultivation is even a little higher than Ling's, if his question has a deep meaning.

"Although the Cao family is not an orthodox Taoist family, Cao Tong's actual combat experience is much higher than that of Zu Hua. Although Zu Hua came from a famous family, he was too rigid when facing the enemy, and he didn't know how to be flexible, and he wanted to defeat the enemy, but he couldn't do it. To put it bluntly, Zu Hua is just a showmanship, although the body shape Dao seems to be elegant, extremely fancy, but it is not practical. If it goes on like this, within thirty moves, Zu Hua will be defeated!" The layman looked at the excitement, the insider looked at the doorway, Ling stared at the two people on the stage for a moment, and said to Wu Dao.

As if to confirm Ling's words, when Zu Hua and Cao Tong fought for twenty rounds, Cao Tong suddenly made a move to swim the dragon and go to sea

, the sword in his right hand was raised from the bottom to Zu Hua's chest. Under normal circumstances, as long as Zu Hua dodged and retreated two steps, he could avoid the edge of the sword. But I don't know if Zu Hua was to show off the excellence of his exercises, or to increase the ornamentality of the competition, he actually forcibly used a style of clouds to fly thousands of miles. This move is a move in which a skilled person soars into the air to avoid the sword blade from the bottom, and secondly, he slashes down with a condescending blade and slashes at the opponent's head. But because Zu Hua's body cultivation was not at home, he only jumped up about three feet when he originally needed to jump into the air two feet away, and at this time, Cao Tong's sword swept towards Zu Hua's lower body because of Zu Hua's dodge.

In the midst of this lightning and flint, not only Zu Hua was so frightened that his soul was scared, but even the thousands of cultivators and Cao Tong who were watching the battle were taken aback by Zu Hua's actions. Cao Tong wondered in his heart, what kind of way did this Zu Hua do? Commit suicide, self-harm, or borrow his own hand from the palace? Even if this sword can't kill Zu Hua, I'm afraid Zu Hua will be dead. And he has no grudges with Zu Hua, and he fights with the other party just to learn. But the other party's actions were beyond the scope of normal competition, and Zu Hua was more like ...... Touch porcelain!

Thinking of this, Cao Tong couldn't care about the cold sweat oozing from the tip of his nose and back, he gritted his teeth, and hurriedly withdrew his hand, wanting to withdraw the sword, so as not to injure Zu Hua by mistake. And many of the cultivators watching the battle had already unconsciously clamped their legs, closed their eyes slightly, and couldn't bear to look at them anymore.

Fortunately, Cao Tong closed his momentum in time, and Jian Mang was withdrawn when he scraped Zu Hua's pants. But even so, Zu Hua's trousers were cut by the blade of the sword, revealing the red panties inside. And Zu Hua was completely stunned when he saw the sword flashing with cold light under his body before, and in that gasp, Zu Hua bowed to all the gods and Buddhas in his heart. In fact, Zu Hua doesn't believe in gods and Buddhas on weekdays, but now, he can't control so much. He had even made up his mind that if he could retire safely today, he would fast for three years and be grateful to the gods and the Buddha for their blessings.

Seeing that Zu Hua was not injured by Cao Tong, the cultivators present all breathed a sigh of relief. Although casualties are inevitable in the Phoenix Terrace, if Cao Tong really abolishes Zuhua, then the Cao family and the Liang Zike of Qingxin Pavilion will be settled, although Cao Tong is not to blame for this matter.

"Zu Hua, you scare Lao Tzu! It's obviously a discussion, what are you doing, are you trying to slander someone?" Seeing Zu Hua who was in shock on the Phoenix Stage, his legs trembling slightly, Xiao Hei stood up suddenly, pointed at Zu Hua who had just opened his eyes with his hand, and scolded angrily.

Xiao Hei's words caused the Quartet cultivators who were watching the battle to burst into laughter, although it was a bit out of place to laugh so boldly at this time, but Xiao Hei's words made everyone extremely agree. No matter from which point of view, Zu Hua's behavior is indeed like slandering, although it is an attempt.

Hearing Xiao Hei's rebuke and the laughter of the cultivators in the stands, Zu Hua's face was confused, originally he just wanted to show his strength in front of the cultivators in the world, but he didn't expect that he was almost forced to walk on the "crooked road" as soon as he came on the field. While everyone was laughing, Zu Hua felt a chill in his lower body, and the cold wind was shivering. The sudden cool feeling from under him made Zu Hua's face like a blank piece of paper, and he froze in place as if he was scared stupid. Zu Hua's eyes were hollow, and he muttered to himself: "No, I saw that the sword didn't hurt me just now, no, definitely not."

Yes!"

Zu Hua swallowed his saliva fiercely, cold sweat dripping from his sideburns like rain, he still thought that he had been cut off by Cao Tong's sword of something important, otherwise how could there be a cool breeze pouring in from under him? But he thought about it, no, even if he was already like that, at least he should have felt pain! But why did he not feel the slightest discomfort except for coolness? Could it be that the sword had already cut his pain? The more Zu Hua thought about it, the more frightened he became, his face turned pale, and in the end, he couldn't even stand on his feet.

"Hey, Zu Hua, why are you still standing stupidly! Why don't you hurry back and sew your pants! There are many female cultivators here, you are not ashamed, we are ashamed! Don't be a hooligan here?" At this moment, a cultivator suddenly shouted at Zu Hua on the Phoenix Stage.

"Get out of here! Lao Tzu's baby is gone, what kind of face do you want, shame on you!" The cultivator's words became the last straw that crushed Zu Hua, he pointed at the cultivator who spoke with his hand, his eyes were red, tears rolled around his eyes, and he yelled hysterically.

Seeing Zu Hua's actions, Wu Dao shook his head helplessly, and sighed softly: "Touching porcelain with one's life is the most deadly! ”

At this time, not to mention the cultivators watching the battle, even the great powers under the cliff were all grim, and they couldn't cry or laugh. They don't understand how Zu Hua's "clever energy" can embark on the path of cultivation, and this kind of mind is not to say that it is in the cultivation world, even in the mortal world, I am afraid it is rare.

"Criminal, you are not injured, why don't you hurry up and thank Cao Daoyou's subordinates for their mercy!" Until this time, even Zu Hua's master couldn't stand it. The Pavilion Master of the Qingxin Pavilion glared fiercely at Xiao Hei and the cultivator who had just spoken, and turned his head to reprimand Zu Hua angrily.

Hearing the words of the Qingxin Pavilion Master, Zu Hua hurriedly lowered his head and looked at his lower body, when he saw the bewitching red gently swaying mischievously in the wind, Zu Hua was happy at first, and then the color was red, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into. He finally knew the reason why the Quartet cultivator was laughing at him just now, and the cultivator before had reminded him, but he didn't realize it. Thinking of this, Zu Hua clenched his legs in embarrassment, and said to Cao Tong: "Thank you Cao Daoyou's men for their mercy, if you don't stop in time, the consequences will be unimaginable." ”

"Zu Daoyou is polite, if you really hurt Zu Daoyou by mistake just now, I'm afraid it's me who is really embarrassed. Therefore, I also want to thank Zu Daoyou for not being injured!" Cao Tong saw that Zu Hua was not injured by himself, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and said angrily.

Seeing that the outcome of the battle between Zuhua and Cao Tong had been decided, and after the two of them left the Phoenix Terrace one after another, Lei Zixiu stepped onto the platform, hugged his fists slightly at the cultivators in the stands, and said loudly: "The first winner is the young man of the Cao family in the East China Sea, Cao Tong, please take a break on the side." The two sides of the second battle are Yuan Wu Shaoxia of Tianxin Pavilion and Gao Hewen Shaoxia of Tianyin Hall, please take the stage!"

Hearing that a cultivator from the Heavenly Heart Pavilion had taken the stage, Ling's heart moved, he looked up at the Phoenix Terrace, touched his earlobe with his hand, and whispered to himself: "This second battle should be more interesting than the first one, right?"