"I don't agree with this, Shen Daoyou has become famous in recent years, Xu Daoyou has been famous for a long time, if you want to say a big name, or Xu Daoyou is famous, but if you want to talk about strength, it should be Shen Daoyou who is better."

Ye Hongyao said with a smile.

"It's useless to have a false name, the strength of the immortal cultivation world is respected, and I can't use the technique of divination to destroy the Xuanyin Ghost Mother."

Tianji Sanren said.

"Whether it is Shen Daoyou or Xu Daoyou, they are the best among the Yuanying monks, there is no need to distinguish between high and low."

Lin Qian played a round.

Shen Long nodded and said, "What Fairy Lin said is, by the way, I want to ask Xu Daoyou about something. ”

"Shen Daoyou, but it doesn't hurt to say it, Xu knows everything."

Tianji Sanren said.

"The art of divination is to spy on the heavens, and the fate of every monk is fixed? Can't change? If it's fixed, there's no need to cultivate! Anyway, there is. ”

Shen Long said.

"The soothsayer is a voyeur of the heavens, but he only knows a rough idea, and man will win the sky, depending on the person."

Tianji Sanren said.

"Man will conquer the sky? Why do you say it depends on people? ”

Ye Hongyao wondered.

"Some people believe in fate, no matter what he gains or loses, he feels that it is his life, and some people don't believe in fate, even if it is a mortal game, he also thinks that he can fight a way out, fate is something that is difficult to say, so I say it depends on the person, do you believe in fate, or do people win the day?"

Tianji Sanren said slowly, his eyes falling on Shen Long's body.

"Three points of faith, seven points of self-trust, divination, or beasts, are just an auxiliary means, throughout the ages, how many god-transforming monks have appeared in the Qianyang Realm? Could it be that every god-transforming monk is destined to advance to the god-transforming stage? Not necessarily, personal efforts cannot be ignored, and the heart of the Tao is the most important. ”

Shen Long is colored.

"Shen Daoyou, if you have a firm Dao heart, you can go further in the Immortal Path? Not necessarily! Some monks rely on the shadow of their ancestors or take shit luck to advance to the Yuan Infant Stage, and they have not encountered major setbacks, so they still enter the Yuan Infant Stage. ”

A pot-bellied golden-robed old man asked.

"That's why I say that there is a saying in the secular world, there is an official book in the life that does not need to be opened, this is the truth, after all, the monks who rely on the shadow of their ancestors or walk the shit to get married are a minority, and the majority of monks do not have the conditions for this kind of monks."

Shen Long spoke his mind.

"Shen Daoyou is right, I agree with Shen Daoyou's opinion."

Ye Hongyao agreed.

The monks chatted together, chatting about heaven and earth, and when they talked about the Western Desert Immortal Cultivation Realm, they naturally talked about ghosts and Xuanyin ghost mothers.

"Shen Daoyou, can you take out your spiritual treasure that can lock the position of the Xuanyin Ghost Mother for everyone to see? It's even more powerful than the ghost hunting plate. ”

The golden-robed old man said curiously.

"When I was fighting, I was destroyed by the Xuanyin Ghost Mother."

Shen Long made up a reason.

Many Yuanying monks are very curious about this treasure, if they have this treasure in their hands, they can walk sideways in the Xuanyin Cave Heaven, and Shen Long can only say that this treasure is destroyed.

"That's a pity, if you have this treasure in hand, it's much more convenient to go to Xuanyin Cave Heaven to hunt for treasures."

Lin Qian said in a regretful tone.

"Fairy Lin, this time at the Ten Thousand Swords Conference, will Senior Lin show up? Will you preach? ”

Tianji Sanren asked curiously.

"I don't know the movements of the ancestors, the last time I saw the ancestors, it was more than a hundred years ago."

Lin Qian said.

She took out a magic disk with a red flash, punched in a magic technique, and said excitedly: "Xu Daoyou has also come to participate in the Ten Thousand Swords Conference." ”

"Fairy Lin, are you talking about Lihuo Zhenjun?"

Chu Buji asked curiously.

"Exactly, Fairy Chu knows Xu Daoyou?"

Lin Qian asked.

Chu Buyu nodded and said, "I had a relationship with Xu Daoyou. ”

"Away from the fire true monarch! He is a disciple of Qinglian Sword Venerable! This time it was really hilarious. ”

Ye Hongyao said with a smile.

Qinglian Jianzun is a god-transforming monk, born in the Beihai Immortal Cultivation Realm, proficient in swordsmanship, and has been famous for many years, and Lihuo Zhenjun is his disciple.

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen Xu Daoyou for many years."

Zhou Hualei said.

It didn't take long for a burly red-shirted young man to walk in, carrying a delicate red sword box with a red flame engraved on the surface of the sword box, and his body exuded a thick evil aura.

The red-shirted youth's gaze quickly swept over the monks present and landed on Shen Long's body.

"Xu Daoyou, long time no see."

Lin Qian opened her mouth to say hello.

Lihuo Zhenjun nodded, and said to Shen Long: "Your Excellency is Shen Daoyou!" I have heard Shen Daoyou's name for a long time, I don't know if Shen Daoyou is willing to teach a thing or two? ”

He has been stuck in the bottleneck for many years, and he has been fighting with the powerful Yuanying Monk all these years, and this time in the Ten Thousand Swords Conference, he came to find an opponent.

Shen Long was stunned, he didn't expect Lihuo Zhenjun to make such a request.

"Xu Daoyou, there are so many Yuanying monks here, why are you only looking for me to learn?"

Shen Long wondered.

"I've learned from Zhou Daoyou, and if other Daoists are interested, they can also learn from me."

Lihuo Zhenjun's tone was flat, and he didn't take the others in his eyes at all.

The Yuanying monks present looked at each other, and no one opened their mouths to fight.

Lihuo Zhenjun is a disciple of the Avatar Cultivator, and one of the Ten Immortals of the North Sea, and his reputation is very good.

"I'm stuck in a bottleneck, and I want to discuss with other Daoists to resolve the bottleneck, Shen Daoyou don't need to misunderstand, I don't mean anything else."

Lihuo Zhenjun explained.

"Shen Daoyou and Xu Daoyou are both very strong, and I also want to know who is more powerful."

There was an expression of interest on the face of the Tianji Sanren.

"The supernatural powers of the two Taoist friends are not small, so let's limit them to three moves! In this way, it will not hurt the harmony. ”

Chu Buyi proposed.

"yes, that's better."

Ye Hongyao agreed.

"That won't help me resolve the bottleneck, this is a fourth-order spiritual flame, if Shen Daoyou wins, the thing will belong to you, if you lose, give me ten bottles of fourth-order elixir, how about it?"

Lihuo Zhenjun took out a jade bottle with a blue light and said.

"Fourth-Order Spirit Flame!"

The eyes of Ye Hongyao and many other Yuanying monks became hot.

Shen Long pondered for a moment, nodded and said, "Okay!" But this is not the place to fight, let's change places. ”

"There is an open field in the southwest outside Fang City, where two Taoist friends can learn how to fight."

Ye Hongyao said.

"Xu Daoyou, is it possible to defeat you and get the fourth-order spiritual flame?"

The golden-robed old man spoke.

"Exactly, if you lose, you have to come up with the corresponding bet, and you don't have to take out ordinary things."

Lihuo Zhenjun's tone was calm.

"No problem, I'll use a fifteen-hundred-year-old Heavenly Soul Phantom Lotus as a bet, how about it?"

The golden-robed old man spoke.

"No problem! Are there any other Taoists who would like to participate in the competition? ”

Lihuo Zhenjun looked at the other monks.

No one responded, Lihuo Zhenjun has been famous for many years and is powerful.

"Okay! Then let's go to the trio! ”

Lihuo Zhenjun said.

They left Fang City and flew in a southwesterly direction, and after flying for more than three hundred miles, they appeared over a vast plain.

"Who's coming first?"

Lihuo Zhenjun asked.

"I'll come first!"

The golden-robed old man spoke.

Shen Long and the others retreated to the distance to watch the battle, and the golden-robed old man was hundreds of feet away from the Fire True Monarch.

"Old man Chen Xin, please Xu Daoyou for advice."

After the golden-robed old man said this, he pinched the magic trick, and the golden light on his body shone brightly, and a large amount of golden poisonous mist emerged, drowning Chen Xin's body.

The golden mist rolled and surged, and a big golden hand more than ten zhang in size appeared and went straight to the Fire True Monarch.

The red light of Lihuo Zhenjun's right hand burst out, and he slashed towards the void, and a huge red sword light swept out, cutting the golden hand in half, and headed straight for Chen Xin.

Chen Xin sacrificed a large piece of golden grit, and with a pinch of the magic trick, the golden gravel suddenly condensed, turned into a golden giant blade that was a long one, and greeted it.

The golden giant blade collided with the red sword light, and the latter instantly collapsed, and the golden giant blade slashed towards the Flame Separation True Monarch.

As soon as he pinched the Fire True Monarch's sword technique, a flying sword with a flashing red light flew out of the sword box, and the aura was amazing.

"Lingbao!"

Shen Long frowned, it was impossible for the sword box to only contain a spirit treasure level flying sword, it seemed that Lihuo Zhenjun had a complete set of spirit treasures, and he was worthy of being a disciple of a god transformation cultivator.

The red flying sword collided with the golden giant blade, and there was a muffled sound of gold and iron clashing, and the latter instantly collapsed, turning into a large piece of golden gravel, and the golden gravel suddenly condensed, enveloping the red flying sword, and the red flying sword emitted a puff of green smoke.

As soon as the Fire True Monarch's sword technique changed, the aura of the red flying sword burst out, and a large area of red flames poured out, the golden sand fell off, and the red flying sword went straight towards Chen Xin.

The red flying sword sank into the golden mist, like mud into the sea.

The golden mist rolled and surged, and one after another golden arrows flew out, and at the same time, there was a ripple in the void above the head of the Fire True Monarch, and a huge golden dragon claw appeared and slapped head-on, with the posture of pinching the Fire True Monarch into pieces.

(End of chapter)