The morning light is faint.

A ray of sky light shines through the window paper, casting a pale cyan shimmer in the room. Ordinary people got up, and through these glimmers of light, they dressed lightly. Medium clothes, soft armor, blouses, and outer robes, ordinary and meticulous in wear, and even a warm smile on his dark face. If it weren't for the dark black robe, people would really mistake him for a groom full of joy waiting to marry him.

He has never been a very tidy person.

Pushing open the door, a ray of heavenly light immediately shone in, illuminating people's eyes. Ping Fan closed his eyes slightly and bowed his head to go out. The morning sun in early summer is already a little scorching, but in the ordinary heart, it is as cold as ice, so cold that there is no trace of warmth. After a few steps forward, he suddenly opened his arms and sucked the faint fragrance of flowers and trees in the air.

At this moment, he forgot about his responsibilities, forgot about hatred, and even forgot about himself. The brain is empty, neither seeing anything nor thinking about anything, and now he just wants to be like a butterfly, wandering in groups in the sea of flowers.

Yes, just today, he is going to duel with Mo Wuchen. Mo Wangchen's opponent has always been a dead man, and even he will not be an exception. From now on, the stars, the moon, the flowers, and the sun will be farewell.

Suddenly, the ordinary heart moved, and all the martial arts and spells he had learned before were like a marquee circling in his head, crumpled into a mess. Ordinary people know that these illusions are together, so they can no longer make their own decisions, and after being shocked, they will do whatever they want, and use all the fists and kicks they have seen one by one. In the beginning, these tricks were complicated and messy. Later, the ordinary gradually melted into it wholeheartedly, and the movements of the hands and feet became slower and slower, but above the fists and feet, there was a faint strong wind coming out. Ordinary hit Xingfa, and suddenly his palms were erected, and a blood-red sword light flew out. I only heard a few loud "booms", and a few big trees a few feet away shook for a while, and all of them turned into powder. A gust of wind swept by, blowing the debris into the air and disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Ordinary put away his sword and stood up, and suddenly his heart was clear, and he secretly thought: "Yes, Senior Brother Mo is so capable, I am naturally not his opponent." Today, in a war, no matter whether I live or die, I just have to give it a go, and that's it. Even if I die, it's because I'm too poor, and I can't blame others after all. Daddy, Master has a spirit underground, and he will never blame me. Thinking of this, the ordinary heart was as quiet as water, and in the long whistle, he strode towards the front yard.

Ordinary people naturally don't know that his state of mind is in line with the surname of a cultivator, and it will be of great help to him to cultivate in the future. The cultivation of the truth in the world was originally for the sake of immortality, and it was naturally best not to fight with others. But when the time comes, he is only full of fear, and he has to try to escape, and even if he can escape for a while, he will not be able to hide for a lifetime. On the contrary, because of the concessions everywhere, it is getting farther and farther away from the end of immortality. When I figured it out, there was a light breeze and an indomitable momentum on my body.

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The hour has come.

Ordinary waist hung in the sky, striding towards the stage. By this time, he had no intention of showing off, just like a mortal, one step at a time, and his steps were extremely solid. When everyone in the Bodhi Monastery saw it, they couldn't help but laugh in their hearts, laughing at him for not knowing how to advance or retreat, and with such a little ability, he actually had to rush to death. However, all the disciples of the Muni Hall, as well as the outer three halls, everyone breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, hoping that the ordinary would win a complete victory. However, whether it was ridicule or anticipation, everyone present knew that the ordinary winning rate was almost zero.

After Ping Fan came to the stage, he clenched his hands into fists and made a gesture to everyone. After saluting, the ordinary stood up straight, stood with his hands down, and quietly waited for Mo Wuchen to appear.

Ordinary front feet stand still, and someone on the back foot scolds:

"With such a waste, is he worthy of fighting with Senior Brother Mo?"

"Yes, this stupid boy doesn't know the height of the sky, and Baba is rushing to die. With his cultivation, it is not worthy to carry shoes for Senior Brother Mo. ”

"Waste, get down!"

"Get down!"

"Get down!" ......

Ordinary stood quietly, quietly listening to everyone's insults, not only did not have half anger on his face, but smiled slightly and closed his eyes gently. Just like an old monk in a fixed place, he doesn't turn a blind eye to everything around him. Because he knows deeply that as long as he is angry, then his heart is unstable, and before the two sides fight, he has already lost first.

If you lose, there is only one dead end!

In the midst of everyone's insults, a white rainbow rose into the sky, holding a white shadow and landing. About dozens of zhang high, the white rainbow suddenly stopped, and then, I saw a young man in white leave the rainbow and step straight forward. When everyone saw that he had lost his support, they were afraid that he would fall into a ball of flesh in the blink of an eye. Under the turbulence of the crowd, I saw that the man was walking on the ground, walking straight forward step by step. With every step the man took, a golden lotus resembling brocade would grow under his feet, supporting his body. Everyone didn't expect him to have such a cultivation, and for a while, everyone was stunned. After a long time, a loud voice sounded from the crowd and said, "Void Lotus Footwork!"

The Void Lotus Footwork is one of the most difficult three methods and four tricks in the Bodhi Academy, and even in the entire Shangqing Palace.

The trick says: A Bodhi tree in your heart will give birth to a purple golden lotus under your feet!

This young man in white is the unborn genius of the Bodhi Academy-Mo Forget Chen!

As soon as Mo Wuchen's skills were revealed, not only did Qingxuan Zhenren look happy, but even the many veterans on the seat couldn't help but show fanaticism, and their views of Qingxuan Zhenren changed greatly. Originally, Qing Xuan Zhenren was defeated in the hands of Shen Tianhe in one face, and everyone had already looked down on him. However, at this time, all the old Taoists knew that the original position of Qingxuan Zhenren was indeed not a fluke, but just a chief disciple, who had such a shocking cultivation. Qing Xuan Zhenren smiled, obviously very proud in his heart. And in this very proud, there is also a bit of pleasure in revenge.

Don't forget the dust stepping on the golden lotus, coming slowly, when everyone looked at it intently: I saw that he had a very white complexion and a handsome appearance. It's just that the lines on his face are very masculine, and there is no trace of femininity. The whole person is white-clothed and snowy, floating out of the dust, which makes people see it, and the vulgar thoughts disappear, and it is really beautiful. Don't forget Chen's appearance, the stands have already been blocked by spectators, and the ring is tightly surrounded. It's just that although there were a lot of people present, no one made a sound, just quietly and stared at this fairy-like man. In addition to Qingxu, Qingxuan, Shen Tianhe, and Meng Feiyan, the rest of them all had a feeling of self-shame. Ping Fan only glanced at it, and couldn't help but feel sour in his heart, and secretly thought: "Senior Brother Mo's mana is mysterious, and he has such a character and appearance, no wonder Senior Sister chose him instead of me." Alas, even if I were to be replaced by her, would I choose an orphan who is incompetent and ugly?"

At a glance, Ordinary involuntarily turned his head to the Muni Hall. When her eyes were hazy with tears, she saw Shen Qingli in a trance, and when she opened her eyes, she turned her head and looked at the ring stupidly. Following her gaze, I saw her with a pair of wonderful eyes, just staring at Mo Wangchen. Ordinary people just glanced at it, and they couldn't help but be discouraged, and they really wanted to throw the sword away like this and let it be slaughtered. As for whether he is dead or alive, he doesn't want to think about it at all.

When I looked at the people in Muni Hall again, I saw the inspiration in the eyes of the master and the sister, as well as the senior brothers. Ordinary and everyone's eyes touched, and couldn't help but be surprised, and secretly thought: "I'm really confused, I'm about to lose my life, and I still have the heart to think about others, but I'm not confused? Thinking of this, the ordinary hurried to collect his mind, and after a while, he had reached the realm of no dust and no waves in the ancient well.

The two of them bowed and each took out his magic weapon. Mo Wuchen smiled slightly and said, "Senior Brother Ping, please!"

(PS: This chapter is a foreshadowing, specifically describing the first enemy of the ordinary.) At the same time, it also renders the psychological activity of the pig's feet before the decisive battle, commonly known as "passing the door", the next chapter, will be a vicious battle between you and me, whether you win or lose, how life and death, and see Chapter 57: Four Elephants Mixed Yuan Flag, Shenxiao Five Thunder Method!)