Chapter Twenty-Nine: The Girl Talisman (1)

"Little Xuanzi, you must be careful!"

At the same time as Li Xuan got up, Ning Xiaoyu hurriedly said. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

She opened her eyes wide and bit her delicate petal-like lips tightly, and the look of worry was overflowing.

"Haha, don't worry, I'm sure I won't lose!"

Li Xuan said confidently.

"I'm not talking about this, I'm saying you want to, you have to pay attention, try not to get yourself hurt!"

"Your style of play, I saw it in the audience just now, it's too hard, although it's powerful, but it's also easy to get hurt! Long Lie and that female disciple are not still dealing with it, so you must be careful!"

Ning Xiaoyu stood in the cold wind of hunting, the red robe on her body tumbled and rolled, the wind ruffled her hair, but it couldn't blow away the endless friendship in the depths of her eyes.

Li Xuan's heart couldn't help but be moved, Ning Xiaoyu's previous sentence, he could still regard it as an ordinary sentence of care.

But now this sentence is absolutely true!

Li Xuan suddenly remembered that his former self and Xiaoyu grew up together, and he seemed to have a little bit of ignorance.

Most of the more than 10,000 people present wanted to see him beaten up.

Among those who hoped that he would win, in addition to the little uncle's sincere concern for him, the other two uncles who supported him were probably more using themselves to deal with Dao Jian.

Those disciples who tried their best to shout for themselves were more to use themselves to vent their dissatisfaction with the Daojian faction.

Only Ning Xiaoyu cares about herself sincerely, she doesn't care about her own victory or defeat, but about her own safety.

A strange feeling came over him, the first time he had felt since he had traveled to this world of step-by-step killing.

"The big war is coming, what am I thinking here!"

He couldn't help but shake his head and smiled at Ning Xiaoyu: "Don't worry, I'll pay attention!"

With that, he strode to the center of the square.

"Li Xuan will win, Li Xuan will win!"

The disciples of the anti-Dao Jian faction in the square, because of Murong Yan's defeat, became particularly high-spirited, and they all shouted at Li Xuan.

And those disciples of the Dao Jian faction also showed no weakness, and also shouted: "Senior Brother Long defeats Li Xuan, you must beat that kid hard!"

All their hopes were placed on Long Lie.

Li Xuan listened to the shouts on both sides, and couldn't help but have a wry smile.

My former self was too weak and was bullied by everyone.

Now after defeating Murong Yan, he immediately became in the limelight.

Life's circumstances are truly impermanent.

Suddenly, he had a strange feeling.

"In this world where strength is respected, the only way to speak is to rely on strength! So, no matter what, I will win. ”

He couldn't help but feel some emotion in his heart, and a fierce color rose again in his eyes.

When Elder Heartless announced the start of the seventh round of competition.

In the stands, Dao Chu used a pair of trembling hands to touch something out of the Qiankun bag, gritted his teeth and threw it in front of the little uncle: "Dao Xu, dare you bet with me again, bet on whether Li Xuan can win the first, the bet is this!"

"What more good thing could you have!"

Uncle Xiao looked at the thing that Dao Xuan threw over with disdain, and his eyebrows suddenly raised.

This is a string of rosaries, a string of seemingly ordinary prayer beads.

"It's just a Buddhist thing, what can be so strange!"

Uncle Xiao asked deliberately.

"This rosary is made of Vajra Bodhi, a total of one hundred and eight, is the Buddha country tens of thousands of years of King Kong ancient tree specialty, each bead has the Buddha Venerable with chanting and mantra blessing of the divine power, you should be able to know the value of this thing!"...,

Dao Chu said with a look of anger.

Venerable is a title in Buddhism that only the strong above the real realm have.

In other words, this string of prayer beads can be regarded as a kind of real-level magic weapon.

"This is really incredible, a real-level magic weapon, there are only a few pieces in the entire Infinite Mountain. ”

In fact, just by looking at it, Uncle Xiao could feel the wonder of this string of prayer beads, an invisible breath emanating from the prayer beads like a cool stream, and instantly flowed into his heart, making his heart, which had been excited because of Li Xuan's victory, immediately become extremely calm.

It seems to be a quiet Buddha country, and the whole body is very comfortable.

"This old boy has made faster progress in cultivation than me in the past two years, and he has obtained such a good thing!"

Uncle Xiao couldn't help but blush a little and be a little excited.

"It's a baby, it's definitely a baby!"

It is definitely of great benefit to cultivation.

Although there are many essential differences between the two sects of Taoism and Buddhism, in terms of the practice itself, they are also the same.

It's a pity that the higher the cultivation, the more distracting thoughts there will be, and the deeper the demons will be.

Therefore, the strong people of Buddhism specially made this kind of prayer beads, which can not only help monks break through their troubles, but also have the effect of refining the soul!

And he could feel that the wonder of this rosary was far more than that.

Different numbers of rosaries represent different meanings, and a rosary made of one hundred and eight beads is definitely a high-grade rosary in Buddhism.

Only ordinary great cultivators are qualified to refine, so its value is by no means generic.

This thing, although it is not an offensive magic weapon, is much more useful.

To put it simply, the benefits are not ordinarily large.

Seeing that Dao was weak, Dao Chu immediately hit the railroad while it was hot: "I use this real-level magic weapon to bet on the Taiyi fine iron that I lost to you, as well as your 'Angry Thunder Slash', how dare you!"

"Bet on it, I have absolute confidence in Li Xuan!"

Uncle Xiao slapped his thigh and responded without hesitation.

The value of this string of real-grade prayer beads is completely comparable to the value of the above two.

Seeing Dao Xu's crisp answer, Dao Chu was overjoyed.

This time, he made a bloody investment.

"Don't let me lose all my money! Long Lie, win, you must win!"

Dao Chu looked at Long Lie in the square, his eyes burning.

Uncle Xiao's heart was also tightened again, in fact, he was still very worried about Li Xuan.

"Although Murong Yan is arrogant, she acts uprightly, winning is winning, losing is losing, and she won't play a black hand, but Long Lie is different, he is the same as his brother Long Zhen of the Inner Sect, he is narrow-minded and vicious, this kid must not be so easy to deal with! Li Xuan, you have to be careful, I will take action when necessary!"

Daoxu said silently in his heart.

In the square, everyone has already stood still, waiting for the draw to start and decide their opponents.

Everyone on the lookers began to hold their breath and wait for the final exciting showdown.

Among the last ten people in the first group, the cultivation is led by Long Lie, followed by the girl talisman master, Tian Bi'er.

The next seven people, all of whom were already at the peak of the fifth level of the mortal realm, already had at least one hundred and eighty spirit yuan in their bodies.

On the bright side, Li Xuan's cultivation is still the worst, and the hope of winning the championship should be the slimest.

But Li Xuan's sharp style of play, which can kill people, left a deep impression on everyone.

He's definitely the favourite.

In fact, within the sect, there are also many disciples who have engaged in some gambling battles.

Bet on whether Long Lie or Murong Yan can win the championship this year.

But unexpectedly, halfway through, a Li Xuan and the girl Fu Shi Tian Bi'er who hadn't shown much performance were killed. ...,

Those disciples who bet on Murong Yan to win the championship looked at Li Xuan's eyes red, full of hatred.

"Flat like him, flat him, Senior Brother Long, you must teach him a hard lesson!"

Those disciples who lost their red eyes shouted desperately.

Long Lie didn't bother to pay attention to these at all: "I'm afraid this kid is not so easy to dismiss, if I meet him later, in addition to using Dao-level magic weapons, I can also secretly use some means to make him suffer, even if it is seen by those old guys on the stage, I believe they can't do anything to me!"

Thinking of this, Long Lie grinned, looking at Li Xuan's eyes, a trace of gloom rose in his eyes.

"The lottery begins!"

The elder of the inner sect gave an order, and a large vat containing a jade plate was lifted up again.

Li Xuan walked up calmly and took out a jade plate.

When he raised the jade plaque in his hand, he saw the person holding the same plaque as himself.

That's the opponent he's looking forward to.

The onlookers on the field were in an uproar again.

"Li Xuan, be careful!"

Ning Xiaoyu was on the side, looking at Li Xuan nervously.

At the same time, the girl Fu Shi Tian Bi'er shook the sign in her hand and looked at Li Xuan.

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