Confused, Ji Ruochen felt confused again. It was as if he was in the middle of a fog, and he didn't feel where he was going.

Beyond the layers of fog, it is actually a lively and prosperous world of flowers. Due north is a three-storey building, which has long been decorated with golden brilliance, the Ming Emperor sits in the middle, several princes and important ministers sit on both sides of the Ming Emperor, and Gao Lishi stands behind the Ming Emperor. What is striking is that Yang Yuhuan is sitting beside Emperor Ming, and his elegance is unparalleled.

On both sides of the main building, there is a two-story side building, on which sit hundreds of civil and military officials.

These three high-rise buildings are facing a square, and there is a wooden shed on the east and west sides of the square, in which sit the Daode Sect and the True Martial Arts Sect respectively. A series of hostile gazes kept coming from the east wooden shed, falling on Ji Ruochen and the other two young Taoists. But in Ji Ruochen's divine sense, those hostile gazes became very ethereal after passing through the fog, and they couldn't provoke any reaction from him at all. Because of this, Ji Ruochen suddenly felt that this time the two major sects were indeed like a drama on the stage, and they were making fun of these ordinary people.

In a trance, Ji Ruochen felt as if he was talking and laughing with the Yunfeng Daoist next to him, but the strange thing was that the content of the conversation and laughter could not enter his consciousness at all. What resounded repeatedly in his heart was Li Bai's sentence, "Since you don't have this heart, you have to come to make up for this fun, why bother?"

In fact, this time the fighting method in front of the palace has not much to do with Ji Ruochen, the magic weapon of the competition is brought by the Dao Dao Sect by Zhudao, the fighting technique is Yunfeng, the young disciples compete in the fighting method, and the end is Li Xuanzhen, who came all the way.

That being the case, then why are you still sitting here? What must you be for? Ji Ruochen only felt that the doubts in his heart were incomprehensible, and in this fog, his thoughts were gradually slowing down, as if he was drowsy. However, just as he was about to fall asleep, a certain point on his skin suddenly tightened, as if he had been pricked by a sharp needle, and the pain instantly woke him up.

He was very familiar with this feeling, it was an instinct for extreme danger. But where does this danger come from?

Ji Ruochen did his best to improve his spiritual sense, exploring the source of danger in the mist. But unexpectedly, the True Martial Arts Sect in the wooden shed opposite became more and more illusory and blurred under the full exploration of his spiritual sense, and after a burst of white mist floated, a figure in front of Ji Ruochen was gradually becoming clear.

Looking at those bottomless eyes, he only felt that his heart was slowly sinking.

It turns out that it's still the wind!

According to the past Taoist books, the fate of the immortals is mostly fixed, and they cannot be easily changed unless they are golden immortals in the sky. In this way, the entanglement between himself and the fat sheep in the Dragon Gate Inn should also be a certainty. That is the case, then this immortal should have looked at the cycle of life and death very lightly, why should he do everything possible to kill himself? Could it be that this is also a certainty?

Ji Ruochen smiled bitterly. As a mortal, how can he have the ability to be involved in the reincarnation of the fate of the immortals?

Ji Ruochen has been thinking about these questions for a long time, but there are no answers. All along, everything he did was simply to survive. But in front of Yin Feng, his reasons for doing things are quietly changing.

On the bank of Luoshui, Ji Ruochen couldn't stand still. As soon as he falls, Zhang Yinyin and Tsing Yi will definitely be unlucky.

After coming out of Luoyang, the scene of Yin Feng and Gu Qing both defeating was still in front of him. Even if Ji Ruochen gave up resisting, Gu Qing would never let Yinfeng hurt him. And almost every time Yin Feng appeared, Gu Qing would always be close to the left, as if there was an invisible thread tying the three of them together. Gu Qing had already stated his mind that Yin Feng wanted to kill Ji Ruochen, but he had to kill her first. Even for Gu Qing, Ji Ruochen can't die.

What's more, no matter when, Ji Ruochen will not be a person waiting to be killed.

At that moment, a rapid drum beat came, shattering all illusions. Ji Ruochen was slightly startled, looked intently, and saw that the fighting method in front of the hall had already begun, and the first competition was the fighting method of the young disciple. In the field, Li Xuanzhen took a blue long sword, tended to retreat, his attitude was chic, and his gestures had a faint meaning of being dusty with the wind. In a few moments, Li Xuanzhen had already forced the True Martial Arts disciple on the opposite side to the left and right. Seeing that the situation was not good, the disciple of the True Martial Arts Temple shouted again and again, and raised the True Yuan to the extreme, completely ignoring his own life and death, just picking up the powerful Dao method and desperately attacking Li Xuanzhen, in order to fight to the end.

Li Xuanzhen's smile remained unchanged, he swung his sword with his right hand and burned the talisman with his left hand, and his moves were not leaking, and in a short time, he found a flaw in his opponent, and a thunderbolt slashed him to the ground with a wave of his hand.

This one won so easily!

Zhenwu Audience's face was extremely ugly, and although Sun Guo could still sit calmly, his face was also a little gloomy. The disciple who was defeated was Sun Guoshui's closed disciple, and his talent was so good that he really didn't think about it as a second person in the True Martial Arts Temple. But who knew that Li Xuanzhen was two years younger than him, but he knocked him down like a child.

Sitting in the wooden shed of the True Martial Arts Temple were not only the people of the True Martial Arts Gate, but also several Taoist friends invited by Sun Guo to help. In front of these people, this face is a little big.

Emperor Ming can look at the eyebrows flying, if it weren't for Sun Guo's face, I'm afraid he would have high-fived a long time ago. Sun Guo's eyesight was very strong, and he saw Emperor Ming's expression from afar, and his face was even more green.

At this time, a kind Taoist priest beside Sun Guo stood up and said with a smile: "Sun Zhenren doesn't need to be angry, wait for me to win back!"

Two True Martial Realm disciples carried a table of eight immortals and hurried over, placing the table of eight immortals in the middle of the field. The man stood in front of the table, the sleeves of his robe brushed over, and a jade plate appeared on the table, and there were several peaches in the saucer.

Yun Feng saw that he had finished arranging, and he also stood up, but he walked to the table of the Eight Immortals step by step like an ordinary person.

Yun Feng first saluted the Daoist with a fist, and the Daoist returned the salute with a grin, and said with a smile: "I don't know what to call this Daoist friend? ”

Yun Feng smiled and said: "Poor Yun Feng, he usually does some chores on the mountain, and his micro name naturally does not enter the ears of Huang Ye Zhenren." I have heard that the Yellow Leaf Real Sumeru Taoism is profound and subtle, looking at this plate of peaches, it must be to enjoy the delicious taste with the cloud wind. ”

Huang Ye Daoist smiled and said, "A little rough skill, you can still take a look." ”

At this time, Li Xuanzhen, who was sitting next to Ji Ruochen, snorted lightly and said, "This person wants to fight with the Taoist method he is familiar with, and it is clear that he wants to take advantage of this, he is really embarrassed!"

Ji Ruochen thought so.

Yun Feng didn't care, and said with a smile: "I have heard that Huang Ye was really born in Kongtong, but I don't know when he changed into the True Martial Arts Gate Wall?"

The yellow leaf was slightly red on his face, and he snorted, but said: "Gossip, let's try the peach first!"

He didn't wait for Yunfeng to answer, he just took a peach from the plate and ate it in two bites. Yunfeng also took one and ate it. The two of you went back and forth, and in a blink of an eye, you ate a plate of peaches.

Yun Feng's left hand swept over the jade plate, a mist passed, and there was another plate of peaches in the plate. This time, Yun Feng ate a peach first, and Huang Ye took one, and in an instant, a plate of peaches fell into the stomachs of two people.

The plate was empty and full, and the two of them came and went just to change peaches and eat peaches, which made the Emperor Ming and the ministers extremely depressed.

There are many Taoist priests in the True Martial Arts Temple who are at a loss, and on the side of the Daode Sect, except for Li Xuanzhen and Ji Ruochen, the group of Taoists are all dignified.

This battle is actually not trivial, and the competition is the means of mesonization of Sumeru. Although the reputation of the Huangye Daoist is not obvious, some knowledgeable people know that he is known as having a good fortune in the abdomen, and he can turn the things that enter the abdomen into nothingness. And the change peach seems simple, but any void transformation technique is extremely consuming of true yuan, even if it is a person with profound Taoism, he does not dare to use it lightly. It is a battle between Yunfeng and Huang Ye, and the competition is really a Dao method from scratch and from existence to nothing, which is much more difficult than ordinary sword flying attacks.

Li Xuanzhen looked quite nervous, but Ji Ruochen was calm. It's not that his concentration is superb, but that he has great spiritual sense, and he has already seen that there is a faint light on the peaches that both sides have become, and they are obviously doing things in secret. The peaches changed by the yellow leaves are either yellow or red, and the peaches that change from the clouds and winds are all changing in color, and the means are obviously higher.

After a while, a few plates of peaches went down, and at this time, even Emperor Ming and other people who didn't know the Tao were shocked and moved. Yunfeng and Huangye have each eaten at least dozens of peaches, could it be that there is really another mysterious world in their stomachs?

A table of eight immortals was full of clouds and mist, colorful light flowed, the jade plate was empty, full, and finally the speed of the two of them eating peaches began to slow down. Yun Feng's face was a little pale, and he slowly ate the peach. Huang Ye Dao people still look chic, talking and laughing calmly, a few bites are a peach, obviously has the upper hand.

Although Li Xuanzhen was silent on the surface, one left hand was quietly clenched, and he looked quite nervous. Ji Ruochen's brows were furrowed, but he was very puzzled, obviously Yun Feng's Dao means were better than Huang Ye's, how could he fall behind at this moment?

This plate of peaches was eaten very slowly. Yunfeng still looked like he was slow and methodical, nibbling on the peaches one by one. However, every time Huang Yedao people eat a peach, their complexion will change by a few points, and there will be fine beads of sweat on their foreheads.

Ji Ruochen suddenly realized, it seems that eating these peaches is not simple, and it takes a lot of Taoism to maintain a calm demeanor. The yellow leaves have to put on a shelf, refusing to show a dignified and tired state, and naturally the consumption of true yuan will be much faster. His Taoism is slightly inferior to Yunfeng, and under the rise and fall of one another, of course he will lose faster.

Ji Ruochen is familiar with Yunfeng's pragmatic style everywhere, and when he saw this fight, he seemed to have an understanding in his heart. Thinking back at this time, Huang Ye Daoren's gorgeous appearance seemed to have consumed a lot of true yuan.

Huang Ye Dao had just swallowed the last peach, and suddenly his face turned pale and he coughed violently. But what he coughed out was not peach flesh, but sometimes ice, sometimes fire, obviously all kinds of true elements attached to the peach by the cloud and wind came out.

Yun Feng smiled at Huang Ye and bowed his hand, and said yes. Huang Ye couldn't help shaking, he couldn't even speak, and only relied on the support of two disciples to walk back to the wooden shed.

Originally, in the three battles, the Daodaozong had won two, and the last magic weapon was not comparable. However, Emperor Ming was completely interested, and ordered that the third game must be completed.

The cultivation world has its own set of rules and regulations for competing magic weapons, which have a long history. So the Daode Sect and the disciples of the True Martial Arts Sect worked together to set up a Yuantong Freedom Array in the center of the square. In this array, the spiritual magic weapons will fight each other on their own, and the weaker magic weapons will be forced out of the formation.

In the direction of Zhenwuguan, a thin and withered old man stood up, his eyebrows were white, and there were few hairs on the top of his head that were sparse. He carried a large bamboo tube on his back, walked slowly to the front of the Yuantong Freedom Formation, and opened the bamboo tube.

As soon as he saw the thing in the tube, Yang Yuhuan couldn't help but exclaim, and covered his mouth with his hand, and Emperor Ming's complexion also changed greatly!

What crawled out of the bamboo tube was a blood-red centipede that was three feet long! It was fiery red all over, and there was a bright yellow colored line on its back, and there was no faint red gas in its mouth, and its eyes flashed with brilliance, as if it wanted to choose people to eat. As soon as this centipede came out of the bamboo tube, it crawled towards the center of the Yuantong Freedom Formation on its own, leaving a long trail of pale red smoke behind it. As soon as it arrived at the center of the formation, it stood up with most of its body proud, looking around for the opponent.

As soon as he saw this centipede, the Daode Sect was a little discolored. Ji Ruochen could see clearly that this centipede's 100-legged toes were all made of stainless steel, and the black scale armor in the center of the vest was not natural, but a piece of black iron armor inlaid with it. It has a pair of long whiskers that shine brightly, connected by a pearl in each section. This half-worm, half-thing alien centipede can barely be said to be a magic weapon, but obviously spirituality is by no means comparable to an ordinary magic weapon, how can this array be compared?

Although the Dao Dao Sect has already won, if it loses for a while, it will not be able to show the means of the righteous leader. Zhenwuguan's move can be said to be opportunistic, but if Daodaozong bites this point, he will also lose three points of momentum.

Ji Ruochen looked intently and saw that this centipede had a faint red glow on its body, and knew that it had been practicing Taoism for at least hundreds of years, and it was by no means comparable to ordinary magic weapons, and even comparable to Chi Ying. But Chi Ying needs someone to move, and in this Yuantong Freedom Formation, where the magic weapon fights by itself, is by no means the opponent of this centipede.

He can see that the Daode Sect is well-informed, and naturally he will not be ignorant. The Daoist who came with the magic weapon couldn't help but discuss something with Yun Feng in a low voice, obviously he didn't expect such a situation, and the magic weapon he brought was not enough to deal with this hundred-year-old blood centipede.

Yun Feng looked at the centipede, muttered for a long time, and finally had a plan, turned his head and smiled at Ji Ruochen: "Ruochen, borrow your fingers." ”

A moment later, the old man who was sitting next to the formation with his eyes closed and calm and relaxed had already stood up involuntarily, pursed his lips and let out various screams, commanding the hundred-year-old blood dragon to step forward, and curse a few words in a low voice from time to time. But even though he was so anxious that his face was flushed and he was scolding with his feet, the blood centipede just circled around the inconspicuous wrench in the array. It spun round and round, but instead of stepping forward, it turned more and more backwards, and its two long tentacles were also raised high, not daring to swing in the direction of the wrench.

Seeing that the old man's face was so anxious that he wanted to drip blood, and a string of inexplicable words and curses came out one after another, Ji Ruochen couldn't help but feel sorry in his heart, and secretly said that this Xuanxin wrench was the thing left by Guangchengzi's ascension, not to mention that it was just a small centipede, even if it was a divine beast such as Qingluan and Lingxian in the array, he might not dare to take this wrench. The old man didn't know anything about the gods, so it was better for him to be anxious.

When Ji Ruochen thought about this, the sneer on his face was revealed. However, the wrench was taken from his hand, and the old man's Taoist priest didn't know it, but Ji Ruochen was always staring at it. The hundred-year-old blood centipede retreated without a fight, and was about to withdraw from the formation on its own, which already made him furious, but at this moment, seeing that Ji Ruochen was still sneering, the old man suddenly attacked his heart with an evil fire, and let out three fierce roars one after another.

The hundred-year-old blood centipede listened to the order, turned around as if it had been amnestied, escaped from the Yuantong Freedom Formation, and then suddenly took off into the air, turned into a red lightning, and rushed straight towards Ji Ruochen!

The Daode Sect was shocked, but they all sat still. Only Yun Feng, who was sitting next to Ji Ruochen, held the hilt of the long sword behind his back, and he had to wait for the hundred-year-old blood centipede to get close before he took out the sword.

Ji Ruochen stared at the rapidly approaching blood centipede, only to feel that it looked like a human, and there were emotions such as joy, anger, worry, and fear in his eyes. He suddenly felt that looking at the rapid momentum of this blood centipede, it was not so much that it was a meritorious service and wanted to bite himself to death, but that it wanted to escape from the Xuanxin wrench as soon as possible.

Ji Ruochen thought so, and suddenly a wisp of sweet fragrance surged in his chest, and then he couldn't breathe. He was shocked, but he didn't expect that just looking at this blood credipede would be poisoned. As soon as he was about to use the True Yuan to suppress the toxicity, a piece of green light gushed out from the aperture, and the wisp of sweet fragrance was washed away in an instant.

In the eyes of others, Ji Ruochen was sitting precariously and quietly. But in the eyes of the blood centipede, I saw a little green light in the middle of Ji Ruochen's eyes, and there was an ancient bronze tripod floating in the green mang!

With a loud bang, the blood centipede suddenly lost its momentum, and fell to the ground, smashing a pit out of the rock-solid ground of the school field, which shows the weight of the body!

In the old man's stunned, the hundred-year-old blood centipede turned over and climbed up, and with all the strength of his life, he fled in the direction away from Ji Ruochen, leaving behind it, leaving only a sink ditch carved out of the school field made of a hundred feet made of stainless steel.

It didn't dare to fly!