However, it was said that when Xiao Yi was cultivating diligently day and night, the martial arts competition was also in full swing.

The five-year martial arts contest is not only a test for the Chongzhen Sect to cultivate the realm of morality and cultivation for its disciples, but also an excellent opportunity to recruit believers. Therefore, the contest was held in two stages. The first stage was held at Hongqiao Square, with a discussion meeting in the morning and a martial arts competition in the afternoon. When the finals are held, the venue will be moved to the dojo where the sermons will be preached, and people from all over the world will be able to see the style of Taoism. Of course, a year ago, the disciples of the Chongzhen Sect in various parts of Kyushu had already begun to preach this martial arts competition, and the people who wanted to participate in the grand event naturally set off early and rushed to Tianmai Mountain.

At this time, the people gathered at the foot of Tianmai Mountain, waiting to watch the martial arts competition, did not know tens of millions of people, and the Chongzhen Sect had to send hundreds of disciples to maintain order at the foot of the mountain to prevent riots, and its pomp and circumstance was staggering.

In recent days, Xiao Yi has to go to Hongqiao Square to help decorate the venue, and he has been working day and night, and he has no time to practice. The square is divided into four and six, and the competition side accounts for 60 percent, and the discussion side only accounts for 40 percent. The two sides are compared, but they see that the martial arts side is full of talents, there are many disciples, and a total of four high platforms are built, which are generous and magnificent, and they are extremely luxurious; There were always some Daoist disciples pointing at this side, sneering at each other.

Seeing this, Xiao Yi couldn't help but shake his head secretly, and said in his heart: "Is this the so-called immortal style?" Some Dao disciples couldn't stand each other's ridicule, and looked back angrily, and the atmosphere was tense. If it weren't for the disciples of Zhengxin Hall by his side, there would inevitably be a dispute between the two sides, but the result would definitely end with the Dao disciple's nose and face swollen. Even so, when the Dao disciples were building the platform, they either tripped over the steps or were hit by wood, and their behavior was clumsy and ugly, which caused the Dao disciples to laugh loudly. Although Xiao Yi didn't know how to use Dao Techniques, he could feel the surge of True Qi and concluded that those Dao disciples were doing it. The disciples of Zhengxintang are all Taoist disciples, so they naturally know the inside story, as long as there is no dispute on the surface, they don't bother to intervene, but sit on the side and watch the jokes.

Xiao Yi had a general overview of the mood of the crowd, but when he saw several elderly Taoist disciples, their faces were calm, and they turned a blind eye to the provocations of the Taoist disciples, and really reached the realm of "looking inside and having no heart, looking at their shapes, but not their shapes, and looking at their things from afar, and looking at things from afar, and seeing things without things", which made him admire. He asked himself, only with restraint in his heart can he be at peace, and he can't do it naturally.

Daoist disciples are equipped with spells, work neatly, always work for half an hour, rest for an hour, and the progress does not fall behind. The Dao disciples don't stop for a moment, and they are always half a beat slower, dwarfed by each other. Moreover, the martial arts competition and the Dao Conference is just a test for Daoist disciples, but for Dao disciples, it is the only way to become a true disciple. Therefore, looking at the whole square, the Taoist disciples are laughing and amused, and they are at ease; the Taoist disciples are all heavy-minded, and while working, they are dealing with the mockery of the Taoist disciples, and at the same time, they have to recite the scriptures silently, and even more, they have scriptures inserted in their waists, and when they forget them, they take them out and take a look, and they work extremely hard.

Seeing this, Xiao Yi sighed secretly in his heart: "Taoism should be the foundation of Taoism, how could it be reduced to such a state?" At the same time, he disagreed with the behavior of these disciples, believing that Taoism is natural, and the emphasis is on enlightenment, not by rote memorization.

Finally, with the concerted efforts and intrigue of all the disciples, the venue was successfully completed. The next day, the scorching sun shone brightly, the flags fluttered, and the five-year martial arts competition and discussion conference of the Chongzhen Sect kicked off.

According to the usual practice, on the side of the competition, you must be recommended by real people to be eligible to participate. But Rao is like this, and there are nearly 100 people. On the Taoist side, anyone who learns the Tao can be shortlisted, and according to the statistics before the meeting, there are only 33 people in total.

As soon as the time arrived, Changyang Zhenren led a group of real people to the venue in person. After Changyang Zhenren made a simple speech, Changdan Zhenren announced the rules of martial arts competition.

The competition adopts an elimination system, and the opponent is determined by drawing, and the opponent is determined by drawing, and the top four are promoted one by one, and finally the top four are determined, and then the final of the Yamashita Dojo. On the road, the ring system is adopted, and a total of three ring matches are held, and the top three are determined in turn. In fact, at this time, the ranking of the Tao has been decided, but in the end, it is necessary to go to the bottom of the mountain to preach the Tao for the people.

On this day, the main task is to draw lots to determine the order of appearance, and the official competition will be held in Clear. After the real people left, all the Dao Dharma disciples left early to prepare for the battle because they had nothing important to do. On the side of the high platform, disciples with itchy skills took the initiative to come to the stage to compete, attracting countless disciples to watch. Xiao Yi had already walked out of the square with the brothers, and when he heard the sound of color behind him, his heart moved, and he turned back.

He saw that there were two disciples fighting on the four high platforms, so he casually stood in front of one of the platforms and watched. But seeing a person standing on the stage with a sword, holding the sword trick in his left hand, there were words in his mouth, and he didn't see any movements, and several wind swords had been condensed in front of him, and he immediately stabbed at the person opposite. And the person on the opposite side swung his sword, and immediately formed a shadow barrier, blocking all the wind swords. Then he flipped on the spot, rolled a few feet closer, and threw out a small sword from his left sleeve, shooting at the man's lower abdomen like lightning.

Xiao Yi was shocked when he saw this, thinking that he was going to kill someone now. Unexpectedly, the man snorted in pain, and stroked his palm on his lower abdomen, and he was able to stand upright, and it was no longer hindered. Looking at his abdomen again, his clothes were intact, and he didn't have any small swords at all. Xiao Yi only realized at this time that the little sword was condensed by true qi.

The man took a step back, put away his sword and arched his hand, "Thank you Senior Brother Mingze for your mercy!" and jumped off the high platform. The people on the stage immediately shouted and cheered, and several of the disciples shouted the loudest. Xiao Yi followed the prestige, but it was Yuan Zhen, who couldn't help but smile slightly and walked over to say hello.

Yuan Zhen saw Xiao Yi and said happily: "Little chef, why are you here." Without waiting for Xiao Yi to answer, he said: "I heard that you worshipped the Changqing Taoist as a teacher, and you will be regarded as a true disciple in the future." It's a generation higher than me, so I should call you Uncle instead. ”

Xiao Yi smiled: "I don't dare to be it, you can still call me a little chef." Besides, I don't even have a Dao number, and I'm not a true Chongzhen disciple. ”

Yuan Zhen said: "Also, when you become a real disciple of the inscription generation, I will change my words." At this time, suddenly all the disciples were surrounding the high platform in the east, and Yuan Zhen shouted, "It's Uncle Minghao, let's go over and have a look." As he spoke, he took Xiao Yi's hand and ran over there.