Tianyinzi pondered for a long time and said, "Liu Fei is only afraid that it is for tomorrow's three-vein sword fight, so he does not hesitate to take risks, and wants to break through the realm with the help of the Demon Gate Evil Technique. How did he know that if the Demon Gate was so easy, it would be able to advance by leaps and bounds, and it would not be suppressed by the Xuanmen Sect. ”

"Our Poison Dragon Temple is in the same vein, and it is a very good Taoism, and we have practiced hard, and we have not tasted some success in the future. ”

"This is really a mistake that has become a thousand years of hatred, and then I look back on it for a hundred years!"

"You must remember, be vigilant in your heart! Don't make a mistake and take the path of Liu Fei. ”

Tianyinzi took the opportunity to admonish the juniors, and several juniors nodded yes.

Kou Bailou and Gu Hengbo, who are in the same vein as Sunflower Dao, were sincere on their faces, but they were a little snickering in their hearts, happy to see Tianyinzi make a fool of themselves.

Tianyinzi was also helpless, he explained a few words, and then chose another cave and brought the door and servants to live in.

Tianyinzi just stayed in the new cave mansion and chose a meditation room, and someone came to ask for a meeting at night.

Those who came to visit him at night were all his apprentices, especially the most outstanding ones, and none of them fell behind, and they all came over.

Tianyinzi, as the first disciple of Red Leaves, the chief disciple of the third generation, has also accepted dozens of disciples himself, and there are only three or five people who have become successful, including Liu Fei.

Something happened to Liu Fei, where did the rest of the brothers and sisters not come to invite pets?

Tianyinzi was quite bored, and after dealing with these apprentices for a few words, he ordered them to get out.

There was an apprentice named Xu Heiming, who had long coveted Liu Fei's Xuanluo fan on weekdays, and couldn't help but ask: "Master! Senior Brother Liu Fei's Xuanluo fan must be retrieved by me, after all, it is also a treasure of righteousness." ”

Tianyinzi hesitated for a moment, although the treasure of Gangqi is not as good as the flying sword, it is also extremely rare, he is only in the realm of Dayan, and there are few treasures like Xuanluo Fan at hand.

At the moment, he said to a few apprentices: "Xuanluo Fan is in my old cave mansion, and I was in a hurry to kill Liu Fei's unfinished thing, but I didn't have time to take it back, you go and dig it out and send it to me." ”

Several apprentices were overjoyed and hurriedly went away.

Wang Chong learned that Liu Fei "went" on the second day.

He treated it as if nothing was in estrus, and still according to the original arrangement, gathered the fourth and fifth generations of disciples of the Poison Dragon Temple, and started the three-vein sword fighting of Nianguan.

The old ancestor of the iron plough did not appear, the red leaf Zen master "retreated", the sunflower Taoist turned robbery, and Su Er was also in retreat, so all the daily things of the Poison Dragon Temple were presided over by Tianyinzi, the first person of the three generations.

This time, Tianyinzi pushed it to Wang Chong, and all the four or five generations of disciples wanted to see the jokes of this little uncle, or the little uncle's ancestor.

The three generations of disciples were divided into nine piles according to their respective masters, and there were eight apprentices under the Red Leaf Sect, but the youngest apprentice, Zhao Jianlong, did not accept apprentices, so counting Kou Bailou and Gu Hengbo's disciples, there were only nine branches.

Among them, Zhang Feng's Mansion is the least, there are only two people!

However, in terms of strength, he is also the strongest under Zhang Fengfu, his two disciples are both in the Tiangang Realm, the four generations of disciples of the Poison Dragon Temple, and only these two are in the Tiangang Realm, and the rest are at the level of fetal yuan and qi refining.

Therefore, although it is said to be a three-vein sword fight, it can't really be compared to sword fighting.

Because among the four generations of disciples, there are only a few people who know swordsmanship, and the fifth generation of disciples is even more not, even if they can dance swords, it is also ordinary swordsmanship, not immortal swordsmanship, and it is not swordsmanship.

Wang Chong stood on the viewing platform, seeing that these four and five generations of disciples below were noisy and noisy, no one cared about him at all, so he didn't speak, and secretly said in his heart: "They are bullying me for their shallow skills, and they can't control the scene......

Although Wang Chong has never presided over this kind of sect competition, he was also a disciple of Tianxinguan and knew some rules.

This kind of sect competition, in order to stimulate the enthusiasm of the disciples, most of them have rewards, either magic weapons and pills, or the secret methods in the door, there is no empty vernacular, so let the disciples of the sect have a fight.

Tianyinzi was deliberately embarrassed, so he didn't give any rewards, he was a new disciple, where was there anything to reward?

As an uncle, or even as an uncle's ancestor, he can't even afford the rewards of the big competition in the middle of the door, so he will naturally lose face, lose face, and naturally he will not be able to take charge of the door in the future.

Tianyinzi's calculations, one ring after another, are also considered to be a conspiracy.

Wang Chong looked at these four or five generations of disciples, suddenly showed a smile, and exclaimed: "I happened to have the opportunity to obtain the cultivation method of the Twelve Flower Gods of Yuntai Mountain. In this big competition, the first ten can pass on a method of refining flowers and gods! You can choose any one, and the first place can get three methods of refining Gang, and it is also a choice that can be picked by anyone!"

As soon as these words came out, even the two apprentices under Zhang Feng's Mansion were moved, and Gang Qi could only refine one, and if one more was refined, there would be one more layer of power, and the benefits would be endless.

Those disciples of the fourth or fifth generations who had not yet passed on the Gang Refining Method were even more ecstatic, and they all shouted loudly: "Please Uncle Tang, Uncle Tang will preside over the sword fight!"

Wang Chong reversed the situation with a word, and with a smile at the moment, according to the rules, he instructed these disciples of the Poison Dragon Temple to receive the number plates one by one, and then divided the order of the competition.

Wang Chong was not interested in this kind of battle between Qi refining and the Fetal Yuan Realm, he was on the viewing platform, squinting his eyes, cultivating his true qi, except for someone to win and announce it, there was nothing else to do.

In the afternoon, although the top ten had not yet been decided, there were only twenty or thirty disciples left in the four or five generations who were still qualified to fight.

In fact, the competition of this kind of sect sword fighting is quite chaotic, and there are not too many rules.

Although Wang Chong has figured out a few more convenient and highly efficient sword fighting rules, where does he have the mind to put it in such a place?

Anyway, everyone had a lively time, and in the end, ten people came out, and he passed on the Fa.

The two disciples of Zhang Fengfu have cultivated to be second to none among the four generations of disciples, and they have long been challenged.

Wang Chong stretched out his hand, called the two over, and asked, "What are the names of the two nephews?"

A tall and thin man replied, "The disciple is called Qiao Liang, and my junior brother is called Yansheng!"

Wang Chong smiled and said: "I'm already a little sleepy, so I'll entrust you with the method of the Twelve Flowers Gods, and I will preside over it for me later, and reward it to the rest of the people." The two of you have the highest cultivation, and the first must be one of you, and if you are willing to choose which ones to practice, you can also pick and choose, and after you have to copy the Fa, you can return the original ones. ”

Wang Chong had already prepared and copied a mantra of the Twelve Flowers in advance.

He originally had the heart to wash away the suspicions of this set of methods, and now he took it out openly as a reward for the three-vein sword fight, and when he talked to the master in the future, he would also be "confident" a little bit.

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