Just as Yin Tiancheng was about to sit down, a young man walked out, saluted him and said, "The dead wood senior is really a divine dragon who sees the head but does not see the tail, which makes the next good life admire." ”

Yin Tiancheng immediately heard a trace of hostility from his words, and guessed while saluting back: "Won't there be anyone who is dissatisfied and jumps out to go against me, right?"

Then I heard the young man say maliciously: "From the point of view, the sheath and sword are just a kind of clever little spell, and there is nothing clever about it. ”

Yin Tianyi heard the joy and said, "Do you also want to try, can you pull out my sword?"

The young man replied: "The seniors have misunderstood, how dare I show ugliness in front of you, I just want to take advantage of today's rare opportunity to have the courage to learn from the seniors and help you to have fun." ”

The words were very polite, but a cold light had swept in the young man's eyes, which made Yin Tiancheng realize that the other party was not good.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on Yin Tiancheng, and they had already seen that this young man would not always chat with Yin Tiancheng so politely, maybe there would be an unexpected wonderful show to be staged later.

Suddenly, someone with good deeds couldn't help but shout: "Wan Daoyou, what is the best thing to show up quickly!"

"It turns out that this guy's surname is Wan. After Yin Tiancheng secretly paid a sigh, he saw Sun Quan come over to introduce him to the origin of this young man.

This person's name is Wan Yao, and he is the most outstanding disciple in Tianyinmen, unlike others who are good at using spells to defeat the enemy, Wan Yao likes to defeat his opponent with strategy, and many masters in Cangzhou have suffered his losses.

Originally, he was not qualified to come to Murong Mansion this time, but when his master, Sect Master Fan, was seriously injured by the other party when he was competing with others for a magic weapon half a year ago, and he still has difficulty walking, so he can represent Tianyin Sect to participate in the Immortal Ascension Conference with his senior brother.

Along the way, many ill-intentioned people saw that the two were young and thought that the two brothers could not practice at home, so they blocked the road and robbed them, trying to take away the invitation in their hands.

But after several bloody battles, the senior brother who cultivated to a high level died with the enemy, but Wan Yao came to Murong Mansion unscathed.

This made some people here suspect that Wan Yao's senior brother did not die at the hands of the enemy, but was deliberately killed by this scheming junior brother, but no one dared to say it in the open, after all, this is a matter of chasing wind and shadows, and it will offend the entire Tianyin Gate.

Sun Quan didn't expect that what he said would actually arouse Yin Tiancheng's competitiveness.

Yin Tiancheng had always thought that he was superior in wisdom and that it was rare to meet opponents in the world, but now that he heard Sun Quan say that Wan Yao was very smart, he immediately guessed that what this disciple of Tianyinmen was about to learn from him might not be spells, but in terms of intelligence.

So as soon as Sun Quan's words were finished, Yin Tiancheng pretended to appreciate it and said to Wan Yao: "Poor Dao hasn't been in the world for many years, I didn't expect a genius like you to come out of the immortal cultivation world, I don't know what kind of cultivation you want to learn from me?"

"I'm just a junior, if I try spells with my seniors, wouldn't it be an axe?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he put a high hat on Yin Tiancheng, but Yin Tiancheng would not be easily fooled, he just smiled and said nothing.

At this time, someone interjected and said, "I'm an immortal cultivator, don't try spells, do you want to learn from the girl's family to embroidery?"

His witty remark caused everyone to laugh, but Wan Yao said with the same expression: "Naturally, you are good at spells. But the fists and feet have no eyes, the swords are ruthless, and if it is an ordinary competition, there will be casualties if you are not careful. If the loser is in the bottom, then I am not good at learning, no wonder others. But if you accidentally hurt your seniors, wouldn't it be ......"

Hearing him say so conceited, Yin Tiancheng immediately interrupted him and said coldly: "I don't like to go around the bend, you better open the skylight and say something." ”

"Since it's a fight, you and I shouldn't hurt the harmony, and I think that we can't hurt each other with spells. ”

Yin Tiancheng felt that Wan Yao's request was very reasonable, and at the same time he was curious about what the hell he was doing, so he nodded silently in agreement.

Like Yin Tiancheng, everyone didn't know what Wan Yao's intentions were, and they urged him one after another.

"Please wait a moment, senior. Wan Yao's voice was still so gentle, but there was already a hint of pride in it.

I saw him take out a jasper flute from his bosom, put it to his lips and played.

Just blowing out a few notes, it made people hear the sound of Jin Ge Iron Horse's slaughter, Yin Tiancheng was surprised, and said secretly in his heart: "Is the spell that this guy learned through the sound of the flute?"

He couldn't help but be secretly surprised, after all, in the years of wandering the rivers and lakes, although he had heard that there were people in the world who used music as weapons, but today it was the first time he had really seen it, and he didn't dare to be careless at the moment, people were ready to fight.

I don't know that Wan Yao blew for a long time, although the sound of the flute was soul-stirring, and there were traces of vitality fluctuations in it, it did not cause harm to the people present, or even any objects.

Yin Tiancheng couldn't help but be a little suspicious, and the people present also discussed it in private, feeling that Wan Yao was playing tricks.

Suddenly, the tone of the flute changed, and the music became softer, without the previous solemn atmosphere, but made people feel cheerful and smooth, like spring rain moistening the earth, and couldn't help but feel intoxicated.

Everyone was attracted by this wonderful flute sound, only Yin Tiancheng remained vigilant and did not dare to relax in the slightest.

At this moment, a crisp birdsong was heard outside the hall, and a small bird with beautiful feathers flew in.

It seemed to be inspired by the sound of Wan Yao's piano, and first circled around his head a few times, and then stopped on the roof beam, motionless like a stone statue.

Of course, it will not be petrified by the sound of the flute, but it feels as if it has just heard a lullaby, and the little bird has fallen asleep in the magic of the flute.

At this time, Wan Yao stopped playing and said to Yin Tiancheng: "Senior, let's take this little bird as a bet, how about a guess?"

When Wan Yao said this, the jade flute was always on his lips, as if he was going to play another song at any time.

Yin Tiancheng was stunned, he didn't expect Wan Yao to toss for a long time and actually put forward such a request.

When everyone heard this, they were all stunned.

Some people were thinking, "Could it be that Wan Yao knew that he was not capable of defeating the Deadwood Dao people, so he summoned spirit beasts to help?"

This thought was born in my heart, and it was immediately denied, because everyone recognized that this was a common bird in the countryside and fields, and it had no special features, let alone cultivation and spirituality.

Yin Tiancheng couldn't help but be curious, and nodded in response: "Do you want me to guess what breed this bird is?"

"The seniors are very knowledgeable, if it's just such a simple guess, then wouldn't they look down on you too much?"

"Don't compliment me, tell me what you really mean. ”

It was only at this time that Wan Yao's mouth sketched a hint of stealing, and he chuckled and said, "I just want to ask my seniors to guess this cute bird, and wait for it to be dead or alive." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, murderous notes came out of the flute hole again, instantly filling the entire hall.

Everyone was surprised to see that a flame burned out of thin air around the bird, completely engulfing it.

Yin Tiancheng's face suddenly changed, not only him, but also many people present had a look of shock in their eyes.

At this time, everyone remembered an allusion recorded in a Buddhist scripture.

There was once a mischievous boy who wanted to play tricks on a wise monk, so he caught a little bird and held it in his hand, and ran to ask the monk, "Master, do you think the bird in my hand is alive or dead?"

Naturally, the monk saw through the child's thoughts, and if he replied that the bird was alive, the child would strangle the bird to death, but if he said it was a dead bird, the child would let go of his hand and let it fly away.

However, this did not bother the monk, and he finally gave the answer: "Whether the bird is dead or alive is all in your thoughts." ”

The current situation is almost a copy of that story, except that it is not Wan Yao's hand that controls the bird's life and death, but the mouth attached to the flute hole.

Until this time, Yin Tiancheng Fang sensed Wan Yao's sinister intentions, what this guy played was not an ordinary music, but a strong and murderous fire vitality!

These incomparably powerful fire vitality were unleashed by Wan Yao in the form of rhythm fluctuations, and at this moment they turned into flames and covered the bird like a cage.

It's just that Wan Yao perfectly controlled the strength, so that the flames would not hurt the poor bird for the time being, but as long as he blew out another offensive note, the bird would immediately burn into charcoal!

Yin Tiancheng sighed secretly, he suddenly realized that the standard answer could never be said.

That seemingly perfect answer, although everyone can admire Yin Tiancheng's ingenuity, but it gives the initiative to Wan Yao, isn't this obviously showing weakness to the other party? It means that in this round of betting, in terms of momentum, Yin Tiancheng has already lost.

Yin Tiancheng knew better that he only had one choice, that is, he must not let the bird die, it must leave here alive!

Even if he guessed the ending of the bird's death and won the other party, everyone present would regard Yin Tiancheng as a person without mercy, wouldn't this have ruined his reputation.

When Yin Tiancheng realized that he had fallen into a trap carefully set by Wan Yao, he found that he seemed helpless.

This guy previously pretended to say that he should not hurt the other party when he was fighting, which was not a good intention at all, but to block the last possibility of Yin Tiancheng winning the quiz.

Wan Yaofang is this hand, before blowing the sound of killing, he can't let Yin Tiancheng use spells to restrain his actions, otherwise, he won't be able to play the jade flute with his mouth.

Yin Tiancheng didn't notice it for a while, and agreed to Wan Yao's request, then of course he couldn't use spells to touch the other party's body, even if it was a penny!

The entire hall fell silent, and the smart people present also sensed the dilemma Yin Tiancheng was facing.

Seeing that Yin Tiancheng was silent for a long time, Wan Yao couldn't help but say proudly: "Senior, could it be that your old eyes are dizzy, can't you tell whether this bird is dead or alive?"

Everyone was staring at Yin Tiancheng to see how he responded.

But no one expected that Yin Tiancheng would answer the question and say: "Today's weather is really good!"

After saying that, he stretched comfortably, and then sat back in his seat and drank tea.

Everyone immediately sneered, thinking that Yin Tiancheng had nothing to do, and he was going to admit defeat to Wan Yao next.

Murong Liang was afraid that Yin Tiancheng would be embarrassed, so he whispered: "Engong, why do you bother with a junior family, wait for Xiaohou to teach him a few words and round the field for you, how about it?"

"Hehe, the future is terrifying, if I bow my head just like this, then where will this old face go?" Yin Tiancheng finished drinking the tea, and after putting down the teacup, he closed his eyes slightly, as if he was in meditation.

Everyone thought that Yin Tiancheng chose to avoid answering and not embarrassing himself too much, and those who looked at him unpleasantly couldn't help but be overjoyed, wishing that he would make a fool of himself in public.

Wan Yao was shocked, because when Yin Tiancheng put down the teacup just now, he seemed to feel that the other party's body had left traces of vitality fluctuations.

This made him panic a little, and he quickly looked up at the roof beams.

The flames showed no signs of weakening, and at the same time, Wan Yao also noticed that there was nothing unusual about the bird in the fire, so he breathed a sigh of relief, and the person became more and more arrogant.

Just when everyone thought that Yin Tiancheng would admit it, Yin Tiancheng suddenly opened his eyes and said to Wan Yao: "Are you really bullying me for being dizzy? It's obviously a live bird flying in, how can you think it's dead?"

"Really? I don't think so. Wan Yao laughed and blew out a sharp note as Yin Tiancheng expected.

The flame on the roof beam suddenly burst out of the foot-high tongue of fire, showing its hideous face in front of everyone.

It was at this time that Yin Tiancheng took action, only to see him stretch out his five fingers, and there was immediately an invisible pressure in his palm towards the flame cover!

Wan Yao said sarcastically: "Senior, do you want to eat roasted bird meat?"

He didn't doubt Yin Tiancheng's ability, but it was too late to make a move, and when the flames were extinguished, the little bird would turn into a charred corpse even if it wasn't burned to ashes.

But the next moment, everyone here heard the familiar sound of birds!

Before the flames were completely extinguished, the little bird miraculously survived, spreading its wings in front of everyone, and in an instant it flew out of the open window and into the free blue sky again.

Everyone's eyes suddenly increased, and Wan Yao was also dumbfounded, and couldn't help but ask, "How can this bird survive?"

Yin Tiancheng smiled mysteriously and posed as an elder teaching a lesson.

"Alas, today's young people, instead of putting their minds into hard cultivation, they use them in crooked ways, everyone says that this kind of person with unrighteous heart skills will eventually have a chance to become an immortal?"

After speaking, Yin Tiancheng sighed, pretended to be disappointed and shook his head.

"I ......" Wan Yao was speechless, his eyes were dry, and he was ashamed and angry in his heart.

Immediately, there was a burst of laughter, resounding throughout the hall! It was everyone laughing at Wan Yao's inadequacy for challenging Yin Tiancheng, but it turned out to be a stone and hit himself in the foot.