The one who didn't know where he had stabbed Da Louzi, and was about to distinguish it, when he saw the bronze mirror in his hand suddenly light up, and the brilliance was dazzling.

The bronze mirror also has this kind of function, it is really amazing, Liu San'er sighed in his heart.

As a result, the attention of the audience was channeled.

The one on the left suddenly became the focus of the audience, and in a panic, he forgot to leave immediately.

"Isn't this the horse sleeping fairy of the Hate Mountain Villa!"

"Hey...... I'm going to die!"

"This guy is also a lewd talent, I really didn't find out before, didn't he sleep?"

"Maybe I got the guidance of a master in my dream, haha!"

"He still hasn't left, he wants to make Jin Dan angry?"

"But don't go, it's no good if you go!"

"Hey, there's a fat man next to him, is there a family?"

"Eighty percent is also away from hating the villa!"

......

, you said that the one is, why did you say that you also took me with you, I don't know if what I wrote is absolute? By the way, he read it like an animal by the monks in the field, Liu San'er suddenly felt unhappy in his heart, but he could only endure it, after all, he didn't write the next link, he was just affected by the one on the left, who let the unlucky sit here, or spent a hundred spirit stones to find himself.

The one on the left was stared at like this for a while, and finally realized that the female roar just now came from the existence of Jin Dan, and he couldn't afford to provoke it at all, so he bowed in the direction of the platform, and left his seat and staggered out of the hall.

This is also in the Xiangquan class, but everyone who comes in has paid the spirit stone, and Xiao Zhao, as a wine tasting town, is no longer happy, and he can only scold and not do it until he has to.

As soon as the one on the left left, Confucian unceremoniously grabbed the seat, smiled at Liu San'er, and said, "This fat man deserves to die, Daoyou and I are really fateful!"

"Hehe......"

"Hmm...... There is no problem in the first round, I don't know what the second round is going to be?"

This time, Liu San'er immediately understood, and was about to reply, when he felt an irresistible spiritual pressure sweeping the audience, and at the same time, the female voice that exploded sounded again, and she shouted angrily: "The tiger crotch is rummaging over the ten thousand mountains, who wrote it, don't think that the poor nun can't see the tone inside, get out!"

Immediately, a man in the hall left in a huff.

"Shenlong is tired of tactful ditch, who is it!, roll ......"

"Humph!"

Fortunately, without any warning, the white-haired old man sitting in front of Liu San'er expressed his dissatisfaction, and he was not afraid of Jin Danling's pressure, stood up, and said loudly: "Who stipulates that couplets can't be paired with meat?"

Suddenly, there was a deathly silence in the field.

The white-haired old man looked around, although he had the pressure of the golden pill, he was actually able to withstand it, and said: "Everyone comes here to drink and have fun, not to buy and bully from the flower spirit stone, Xiao Zhao Jushi treats people like this, isn't it too mean!"

The old man's righteous words are full of reasons, and they are infectious.

Not to mention it in the box on the second floor, there was a whisper in the hall on the first floor, although it was not big, but it was obviously towards the old man.

This is worth it, and a group of Qi cultivators have made irresponsible remarks about a Jindan monk. If you don't punish it slightly, it will be spread in the future, and Jin Dan won't have to meet people in the future.

So, in the next moment, a spiritual pressure that was even more powerful than before swept the audience.

Xiao Zhao, who had never shown up, tried to crush all the opposition with her absolute strength, and taught this old man a good lesson from nowhere. But she actually failed, and she failed inexplicably.

Before the behemoth spiritual pressure fell, he saw the old man's hands suddenly raised, his big sleeves waved at the same time, and shouted: "Heaven and earth are infinite, urgent as a law!"

There is an aura that is comparable to the spiritual pressure of Xiao Zhao, and the old man covers the whole audience.

Burst......

After a long fart-like sound, all spiritual pressure was calmed down.

The old man's cultivation was no longer disguised, and the faint golden pill spirit pressure was put away.

Even so, it also suffered all the cultivators present. One by one, they were silent.

Liu San'er, like most people, saw Brother Jindan for the first time, and even more for the first time saw the confrontation between Brother Jindan, although it was only a beginning, it was extremely short-lived, and the power of breaking people, the terrifying spiritual pressure was no longer something that a cultivator of his level could bear. If the two of them really fight in the field, I am afraid that he and most people will be implicated, and they will not even have a chance to escape.

The spiritual pressure put by Xiao Zhao was blocked before it arrived, but the old man's golden pill spiritual pressure Liu San'er had personally experienced it, and that feeling was like a group of hungry beasts surrounded by a person who had stripped off his clothes, and he was scared to death. His face was extremely ugly, and he thought to himself that he was really troubled, how good it would be if he stayed for a moment in the Spring Festival, and now he regrets it later.

Wen Jing's lips trembled, and he wanted to say something, but when he raised his eyes, he saw that the old man who was still practicing qi just now was actually Jin Dan, and he was self-aware, so he simply closed his eyes.

Confucian looked as usual, nodded and smiled at Liu San'er, but he didn't dare to say much.

This guy is too calm, isn't it? Could it be that he is also a Jin Dan who has hidden his cultivation? No, will Jin Dan take a fancy to his own spirit stone?

Liu San'er scanned the audience while conjecturing indiscriminately, and found that everyone didn't dare to move, for fear of getting into trouble.

At this moment, the crimson light veil in front of him was pulled away, and the light immediately dimmed, and two women walked out of it, finally able to see their faces clearly.

The head of the posture is graceful, wearing a red embroidered robe, smiling like a flower, cultivating in the later stage of the foundation, bowing and standing aside after coming out, eighty percent is the deputy head of the Xiangquan class Pei Xin.

What came out of the back was a bald nun, who looked like she was in her thirties, with an ordinary face, but between her eyebrows, she gave people a rather bad sense of oppression. He was wearing a pink robe, holding a string of transparent glass Buddha beads, and he had been staring at the white-haired old man from his appearance to his standing, his eyes were complicated, as if he wanted to determine something.

Confucian stared at the nun for a moment, and actually said softly: "This is Xiao Zhao Jushi?

Although Confucianism's voice was very small, everyone present was a cultivator, and his ear power was outstanding. The nun is even more Jindan, and no one believes it if she can't hear it.

But the nun was unmoved, still staring at the white-haired old man, her eyes became more and more puzzled, and then she was suddenly startled, and said, "It's you!"

"Yes, it's me!" replied the old man simply.

"You shouldn't have come!"

"But I'm here anyway!"

"You're here anyway!"

"I said I'd come sooner or later!"

Silence, long silence.

It seems that the two people carved in clay and wood are facing each other, and everyone seems to have become a foil in that scene, which is dispensable.

The atmosphere became strange, and even the Confucian scholars looked serious, knowing that if they spoke again, they might not have good fruit to eat.

"What are you doing here?" the nun finally broke the silence.

"You know, revenge. The old man's words were crisp and neat, word by word, without the slightest hesitation.

The nun groaned and said slowly, "You're alone?"

"No, I've got a helper!" said the old man with a smile.

Hearing this, the nun looked at the audience with a little uneasiness, especially the box on the second floor. But apparently she didn't find anything, which made her more nervous and said, "Where is he?"

"He's right here!" the old man replied without hesitation. He had to crush his opponent in confidence first.

The nun's expression really changed: "He's here?"

"Not bad!"

"Really?"

"Seriously!" replied the old man with a smile.

The nun narrowed her eyes and asked, "I said that it will be twenty years, but now it is less than time, and there are still two years, you want to start in advance?"

"yes, I can't wait!"

"Hmph, I can't wait!"

"That's good! You and I don't make a move, we will each find someone to replace, and the winner will decide the life and death of the loser!" The old man seemed to have a plan, and his words were full of confidence.

The nun's face changed, and she said, "You know that I never ask for help. ”

"Then don't blame me for being two-on-one!"

"Shameless!"

"Haha!"

"Do you really want me to find someone?"

"Do you think I'm joking?"

The nun stared at the old man in front of her, he was very old, his face was wrinkled, but his eyes, no one would forget, it was as quiet as the night, as deep as the sea.

She knew that the old man in front of her was definitely not a person, and it was not easy to find a helper. But she also knew that it would be hard for her to talk about asking someone to help.

It was still so silent, deathly silent.

The nun scanned the whole room and the box on the second floor again, found nothing, felt unspeakable fear, and said with a wry smile: "You must rely on helpers to determine the life and death of the two of us??"

"Definitely!"

"What if I don't agree?"

"Once upon a time there was a tiger mountain, and there was a tiger nunnery on the mountain......"

"Okay, good!" The nun raised her eyes to look at the old man, gritted her teeth and said, "Let's find helpers, and the winner decides the life and death of the loser!"

The white-haired old man had a triumphant smile on his face, and he felt that he had won half of the battle before the duel began.

At this time, the light on the platform began to fade, and finally it was black and invisible, and the light veil was even more useful for isolating the divine sense. Yes, no one knows what's going on behind the light yarn.

The next moment, the stage gradually lit up again, and there was an extra woman in red sitting reclining backwards on the originally unmanned cases, which only gave everyone in the field a not very clear back.

This back figure seemed to have infinite magic, and everyone's eyes were instantly attracted to it, even the white-haired old man who was a golden pill was no exception.

But then, the white-haired old man laughed. Isn't that back Hu Ling? Although this girl has been messing around with Xiao Zhao's bald wife in recent years, after all, her Taoism is too low, and she can't compare with the helper she hired. He knew that he was going to win, and he won completely, and unconsciously a trace of pride flashed across his face, waved his hand, motioned to the young men on both sides to get up, and said, "There is Brother Lao Dao!"

Liu San'er only felt a flower in front of him, and there was actually one less of the two young men in the suit, and the one on the right seemed to fit to the person on the left at a very fast speed, and there was an old man in the middle, I really don't know how to do it, and the aura around him barely fluctuated. Since the old man called someone a brother, then these two or one of them are at least Jin Dan cultivators.

The cultivators nearby who noticed this scene were all stunned, but no one said anything at this time.

The nun naturally saw the scene of the young man in Taoist costume changing from two to one, and after being a little surprised, she seemed unimpressed: "Do you think you are really better than me?"

"Obviously, I have invited one of the top two Fengwu Chronicles author in the Dustless Sect to aim at people, his writing is brilliant, and there are few opponents, and the Hu Ling you are looking for is just good-looking!"

"She's good-looking. ”

"Then I have overcome you. ”

"It's a pity that you missed a little. ”

The old man was stunned, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly. He seemed to realize something, but it was too late.

The nun only smiled lightly, pointed to Hu Ling, who was only left for the back of the monks, and said: "She is not only a character on the picture of the twelve beauties, but also an author of the chronicle of scenery, she is the eighth king!"

Coax!

The audience was in an uproar.

Liu San'er's shock was the same as that of most monks, not to mention the previous one, the eighth time Jun was a woman, and he accepted it with satisfaction for a while.

Confucian Sheng patted Liu San'er on the shoulder and said, "I'm surprised, right? That mother-in-law has a trick, and even more surprised is still to come!"

"Oh?"

"Hehe, Daoist friends will know soon!" said Confucius with a mysterious smile.

The old man looked at the young man in Taoist costume with a cold face, and there was a lot of inquiry in his eyes.

The young man in Taoist costume only nodded slightly, indicating that it was okay, and then said to the female nun: "After the end of school, I have seen the eldest aunt and senior!"

Hiss!

Xiao Zhao Jushi is actually the aunt of the famous author in the old book, and all the monks were moved when they heard this. No wonder he was invited to evaluate the couplet with Hu Ling, so who is this white-haired Jin Dan? I'm afraid it's not an unknown person!

The nun smiled and saluted, "The poor nun has been sealed for many years, and tonight I have done another one with the female sect master, no matter whether I win or lose, there will be no more aunts in the world!"

Call!

This is actually another Fengwu Sect Leader who was almost as famous as the eldest aunt back then!

"Seniors are good!" "The young woman in Taoist costume is also a Jin Dan cultivator, but she still holds the junior ceremony in the book, and slightly turned her head to look at the lifelong rival who only shows her back, and said: "There is a way that good men don't fight with women, but tonight has to be loved!

"Smoke lock pond willow!" Hu Ling's voice was a little ethereal, but it was still very beautiful.

As soon as this uplink came out, not only the young people in the Taoist costume were thinking about the downlink, but many people in the field were also thinking about it, but the more they felt incredible.

When the light on the bronze mirror in everyone's hands was extinguished, the young man in Taoist costume finally spoke.

Burst!

saw a mouthful of old blood rushing out, and the young man in Taoist pretense fainted immediately.