"Good! Good! Good! In an ancient house, a sturdy man in a black suit said three good words in a row, stretched out his hand and patted it, and the bluestone under his palm suddenly fell apart, and he said coldly: "Cang Haoqian still doesn't dare to do this, a yellow-mouthed child, also has the courage to argue about the heroes of the world?" ”

The few disciples on the side didn't dare to speak, after all, Yuan Qingwei had already proved that he was at least the best existence in the world with the lives of the two Demon Dao Grandmasters. My own master has always been a master who wants to come out of the way, and no one knows that he caters to the other party at this time, will the other party feel that he is not qualified to do so, and he will click on himself?

But they can't do it without opening their mouths, and their past experiences have taught them that even if they don't speak, they may be unlucky.

In the end, it was still a charming woman who chuckled in a low voice and flattered: "What the master said is very true, but that day the demon Cang Haoqian used to be a lifelong enemy who was personally admitted, with his inheritance, with the Dao Monarch who didn't know where to jump out, the strength of this Jade Dao person has always been not too bad." ”

"Man'er's words are not bad!" The man touched his chin: "Cang Haoqian's strength is slightly better than mine, although that Daojun doesn't know how about strength?" But to be able to get Cang Haoqian's approval, it is obviously not a simple character, this jade Taoist has been inherited by the two, and it seems that he really has a little ability to debate the world. ”

"Well, I'll just wait a while and see what this kid is capable of."

Similar conversations are repeated in many places, but everyone consciously chooses to wait for three months.

Three months later, a large number of warriors gathered near the mountain range where Yuan Qingwei was located, and they looked at Yuan Qingwei who was sitting on the cliff not far from the ring, and they were discussing.

"Who is this man?"

"Jade Daoren, it is said that he is a disciple of the big devil who came back a few years ago, and later abandoned the darkness and turned to the light, worshiped under a real Taoist person, and is now ready to debate the world."

"So rampant? Didn't he say that he abandoned the darkness and turned to the light and worshiped under the real people of the Daomen? ”

"What a real person from the Daomen, it's just a side door who doesn't know where to learn the martial arts of the Daomen... It's just a senior, although the martial arts are superb, but the Dao vein has no predecessor, and it is not a real person of the Daomen......"

"This Taoist leader, listening to your words, it seems that there is something hidden in it, can you tell us about it......

Yuan Qingwei didn't care about the discussion of the people below, he waited until the agreed hour came, that is, he got up and stride, like a leaf rolled up by a wisp of wind, and it seemed that there was an invisible step under his feet, slowly walking down step by step, and many martial arts people below gasped.

"Such a light work can be called shocking!" An old man with white hair let out a sigh of emotion, and then heard Yuan Qingwei say: "Who will come first?" ”

"Let's go first!" A thin Taoist walked slowly to the front of the stage.

"Don't mind, I'll do it directly here!"

"Please!" Although the other party has not yet been in the ring, Yuan Qingwei knows very well that this ring will not exist for long, after reaching out to signal, he did not see any movement of the Taoist, the Taoist robe on his body is windless, and an invisible energy expands from his body, and the dead branches and leaves, dust and gravel around him are all rolled up by the energy, and with the flick of his sleeve robe, it turned into two wind snakes and strangled towards Yuan Qingwei.

"Broken!" Stretching out his hand a little, he landed at the intersection of the two qi forces, and the two wind snakes collided with each other, turning into countless fragments and falling to the ground.

"Good!" The Daoist's face was overjoyed, and his momentum was soaring again, and he was still expanding, but his spirit was getting weaker and weaker, like a mirror and a moon, blending into the void, elusive.

Yuan Qing frowned slightly, and tried to punch out with a palm, his energy was like a whirlpool tide surging, but the Taoist was smiling, his wide sleeves were flying, and his two thin hands stretched out, crossing arcs in mid-air. Like a trick, the energy that Yuan Qingwei rolled up was shattered, and then guided into the void of heaven and earth.

"The wonderful use of the five elements, silent and immovable, the feeling is passed. The heaven and the earth are born in the void, and the anger is in the quiet. If a person can be empty, his mind will be seen, and his mind will be melted. Yuan Qingwei's face was as usual, and he casually told the wonder of the other party's exercises, and at the same time, he secretly sighed in his heart, sure enough, it was a talent when he got there.

Cultivators in the martial arts world may not be able to go further due to the limitations of the world and knowledge, but when the restrictions of the world are relaxed, the future path will be guided. Even if they don't have a specific practice method, they can gradually derive a series of practice methods based on their past accumulation.

The person in front of him is one of them, his martial arts foundation lies in the word Jing Xu, and the specific operation law is a bit similar to guiding all external forces, attributing to the void of heaven and earth, which is an extreme defensive exercise.

It's a pity it's a little brittle. Yuan Qingwei commented in his heart, Mingyu Gong mana condensed, the golden silk clothes worked, the pale golden brilliance emerged, the long sleeves flicked, the sharp edge made the Taoist face change greatly, the sleeves danced again, and the layers of energy fell, pulling the golden silk clothes, but he was surprised that he had no way to induce, he could only look at Yuan Qingwei's fingers carved from jade, stopping in front of his eyebrows.

"Take!" Yuan Qingwei took half a step back and gestured.

"Hey! It's getting old after all! The Taoist sighed, smiled bitterly, and then said curiously: "I have heard that among the several martial arts you performed in your early years, there is a martial art like flowing clouds and flying sleeves, but you don't want to be so unique, I don't know if this is taught by the Heavenly Demon or inherited by the Dao Monarch?" ”

"It's a Daojun inheritance." Yuan Qing responded with a smile, and the Taoist nodded and retreated.

"Dare to ask the next ......" Yuan Qing didn't finish speaking, and saw that a person had already walked up, and the person who came was also thin, but he was wearing a black monk's robe, holding a swarthy Zen staff, bowing slightly to Yuan Qing, the Zen staff in his hand shook, and his body churned, and the authentic magic of Buddhism was running to the extreme.

Just like Yuan Qingwei just now, the pale golden glow appeared on the monk's skin, the golden light was shining, making his whole person look like it was made of brass, and the Zen staff in his hand was also dyed with golden light, and a trajectory was crossed in mid-air, and the volley slashed towards Yuan Qingwei Tianling.

Yuan Qingwei raised his hand, the golden silk robe appeared, and the long sleeves rolled upward, but he didn't want the Zen staff to regenerate and change in close quarters, like a spiritual snake, avoiding Yuan Qingwei's sleeves from the side and hitting his shoulder.

"It's soft-hearted!" Yuan Qing smiled, turned his palm, knocked the Zen staff off, and then shook his body, came to the monk reluctantly, stretched out his hand and stroked, and there was a muffled sound, like Huang Zhong Da Lu, deafening.

The monk took a few steps back one after another, and only then did he regain his foothold with the help of the Zen staff, Yuan Qingwei arched his hand in the air, and the monk looked at his chest, there was already a hole similar to the palm of the monk's robe, and the exposed skin was also as crystal as jade, smiled bitterly, and retreated.

Yuan Qingwei turned to look at everyone, and was about to ask again, but heard a loud shout.

"Boy, Lao Tzu hasn't come yet, do you have the courage to start first?"