Chapter 122
the wind is fearless and restores the elder martial brother's bearing. When there is no foundation building friar present, he appears relaxed and relaxed.
After Yi Heng and the others answered, he casually found a hut on the edge. It seemed that Zeng Yushu did not have the consciousness of a foundation builder. He was still with the people. Now he followed Yi Heng and entered the hut next to him.
After entering the hut, the furnishings are as simple as a small wooden table, a few wooden benches, and a futon on the inside. There is nothing else. I want to come here just for a retreat. The time is not long, so it is so simple.
Yi Heng does not feel uncomfortable. The place he has lived in these years is far from simple?
As soon as he sat down on the futon, he heard a sound coming from the air.
"Younger martial brother Lei, younger martial brother Wang, I haven't seen you for 30 years. Why don't you come and get together?"
The sound came out from the deep of the courtyard. It was Lin Wufeng, the head of the gate. Although it was casual, the strong voice was with a trace of authority, which made Yi Heng feel a little agitated.
"Ha ha, elder martial brother, how dare you not follow me?" There was also a sound from the northeast. It was like thunder, which made Yi Heng feel numb. Listening to the sound, he felt as if he was shocked by thunder and his hair stood upright.
He knew that this must be the master of the zhenmen gate. Lei Yiming also built a large foundation for the monk.
"Yes, thirty years ago, just like yesterday, how are the two senior brothers?" From the northwest, there was also a heavy and powerful sound, like a mountain on top of the mountain. It was easy to press, and the heart beat faster and the breath was not smooth.
Wang Kun, the head of Gen gate, is a monk with a big foundation.
Yi Heng, who has long been famous for not seeing his own person, only then did he know that Da Yuanman in the later period of foundation construction was so terrible that he did not dare to breathe with great momentum only by his voice. If he stood in front of him and released his authority, would he have the power to fight back?
Fortunately, there was no sound after the two answers. It was estimated that the three had left.
Yi Heng takes back his mind and begins to think about the rules of fighting once every 30 years.
On the fighting stage, life and death can be determined. I don't know which fighting method happened. No one has any opinion. From then on, if you don't admit defeat, you will die.
There are five members in each of the three sects. The first sect of the last term took the stage first, the second sect took the stage to challenge. If it wins, it will continue to be on the stage, and the Third Sect will be on the stage again.
According to the results of the last fight, the shock gate will send one person to the stage, and the gen gate will go up to challenge. The winner will stay, the loser will step down, and one person will change the door. This cycle will continue until the five person round of a certain gate is finished.
The first school to use up five people is the last one in fighting. The one who finally stands on the stage is the last winner, and the school represented by it is the first one this time.
In the last fight, although Xu Feng tried his best to kill one person, but in the end, all five people of Yimen were defeated, and none of them remained in the last.
The cruel fighting method is not only to experience the martial arts experience and the level of magic weapons, but also to use spiritual power accurately. Otherwise, we can't insist on it at all. It's even more difficult to defeat several people in a row.
After all, everyone has been grinding for many years on the 12th floor of gas refining. The only difference is the accuracy of the use of spiritual power.
Yi Heng has a general idea. He is not sure what level he can achieve. Although he has many means and his spiritual power is several times more than the level 12 of gas refining, how can others not stay behind?
The biggest backhand, the soul stab may not dare to use it, and the Bagua plate can't show up.
In this case, only the best flying needle, the best bear fur coat, and your own precise use of spiritual power, life and death experience can be dominant.
Although there are many other prepared talismans, how can others not prepare?
In the end, I'm afraid it depends on the performance of others.
Feng Wuwei will fight against Chen Shoutian or Wu Siyi, and it will be hard to determine the outcome. However, even if he wins, there will be little spiritual power left in the club, so he can't fight the next one.
It is not difficult for sun Xiuyuan to win one game, but he is not sure to win two.
The most worrying thing is that the younger martial sister and Li Yijia have little experience in life and death, and self-protection is extremely difficult. If they can fight each other, they will be considered as extraordinary.
In the end, I'm afraid I have to see myself. The fierce struggle between life and death and the feeling of deciding life and death in an instant are really enjoyable and familiar to me.
"I've heard that Xiao Wuji, a Taoist in Yimen, is an extremely capable person. Tu Qun Guang of Gen gate came here to learn from him." Just when Yi Heng was ready to settle down, there was a voice full of air outside.
"Is the provocation test coming?" Yi Heng's spirit shakes, stands up, such a good opportunity to observe the other two fighting methods, must not be let go.
"Tu Daoyou flattered me. How dare Xiao be praised as a Taoist friend? But since you are invited, Xiao will accompany you." Xiao Wuji's voice sounded not far away.
In the past few days, all parties will try to find out which monks are participating in the contest. If we can carry out targeted fighting methods, we will surely have some advantages.
Yi Heng just ready to go out, he saw a figure quickly rushed to the door, a closer look, the original is in a hurry to Zeng Yushu."Elder martial brother, go ahead and look at the opponent first." Seeing Yi Heng, Zeng Yushu said happily.
"Younger martial brother, you are also a foundation building monk. Be steady and calm. The image is important." Yi Heng saw his face anxious and excited, knowing that he must be worried about himself. Now he can know the strength of the other party in advance, of course, he is anxious.
"I haven't got used to it yet. Let's go. Elder martial brother Xiao, they have already passed." Zeng Yushu changed his previous gloom and left with Yi Heng.
When I got out of the courtyard, I saw that there were many three monks standing around the fighting platform not far away. Most of them were in the gas refining period, some were foundation building monks, and some were still coming.
Standing on the stage was a monk in brown clothes, tall and powerful. He was staring at the stage and looking at it carefully.
Under the stage, a friar in green jumped up to the stage and stood opposite the monk. Yi Heng saw it clearly. It was Xiao Wuji, senior brother Xiao.
At this time, Yi Heng suddenly felt a sense of urgency coming from the depths of his soul, and at the same time felt a burning look at himself.
Turning to the left, I saw a group of yellow friars, and one in the middle was staring at himself. His face was strange, but his momentum was not owned by the Qi refining friars. He must be the foundation building friar.
But the look in his eyes was incredible, and at the same time, there was an expression of impetuousness. He hesitated and seemed to be worried about something.
Yi Heng was strange when the man suddenly spoke.
"I don't think you're really alive. You're really alive." This sentence attracted the eyes of all the friars, including the two people on the stage who were ready to start.
Everyone looked at the place where the voice came from, and then looked at Yi Heng along the direction of the man's eyes. At the same time, they wondered why the foundation building monk cared so much about a monk in the Qi refining period.
"Uncle, is this man?" A friar nearby had a guess and asked in a low voice.
After Yi Heng and the others answered, he casually found a hut on the edge. It seemed that Zeng Yushu did not have the consciousness of a foundation builder. He was still with the people. Now he followed Yi Heng and entered the hut next to him.
After entering the hut, the furnishings are as simple as a small wooden table, a few wooden benches, and a futon on the inside. There is nothing else. I want to come here just for a retreat. The time is not long, so it is so simple.
Yi Heng does not feel uncomfortable. The place he has lived in these years is far from simple?
As soon as he sat down on the futon, he heard a sound coming from the air.
"Younger martial brother Lei, younger martial brother Wang, I haven't seen you for 30 years. Why don't you come and get together?"
The sound came out from the deep of the courtyard. It was Lin Wufeng, the head of the gate. Although it was casual, the strong voice was with a trace of authority, which made Yi Heng feel a little agitated.
"Ha ha, elder martial brother, how dare you not follow me?" There was also a sound from the northeast. It was like thunder, which made Yi Heng feel numb. Listening to the sound, he felt as if he was shocked by thunder and his hair stood upright.
He knew that this must be the master of the zhenmen gate. Lei Yiming also built a large foundation for the monk.
"Yes, thirty years ago, just like yesterday, how are the two senior brothers?" From the northwest, there was also a heavy and powerful sound, like a mountain on top of the mountain. It was easy to press, and the heart beat faster and the breath was not smooth.
Wang Kun, the head of Gen gate, is a monk with a big foundation.
Yi Heng, who has long been famous for not seeing his own person, only then did he know that Da Yuanman in the later period of foundation construction was so terrible that he did not dare to breathe with great momentum only by his voice. If he stood in front of him and released his authority, would he have the power to fight back?
Fortunately, there was no sound after the two answers. It was estimated that the three had left.
Yi Heng takes back his mind and begins to think about the rules of fighting once every 30 years.
On the fighting stage, life and death can be determined. I don't know which fighting method happened. No one has any opinion. From then on, if you don't admit defeat, you will die.
There are five members in each of the three sects. The first sect of the last term took the stage first, the second sect took the stage to challenge. If it wins, it will continue to be on the stage, and the Third Sect will be on the stage again.
According to the results of the last fight, the shock gate will send one person to the stage, and the gen gate will go up to challenge. The winner will stay, the loser will step down, and one person will change the door. This cycle will continue until the five person round of a certain gate is finished.
The first school to use up five people is the last one in fighting. The one who finally stands on the stage is the last winner, and the school represented by it is the first one this time.
In the last fight, although Xu Feng tried his best to kill one person, but in the end, all five people of Yimen were defeated, and none of them remained in the last.
The cruel fighting method is not only to experience the martial arts experience and the level of magic weapons, but also to use spiritual power accurately. Otherwise, we can't insist on it at all. It's even more difficult to defeat several people in a row.
After all, everyone has been grinding for many years on the 12th floor of gas refining. The only difference is the accuracy of the use of spiritual power.
Yi Heng has a general idea. He is not sure what level he can achieve. Although he has many means and his spiritual power is several times more than the level 12 of gas refining, how can others not stay behind?
The biggest backhand, the soul stab may not dare to use it, and the Bagua plate can't show up.
In this case, only the best flying needle, the best bear fur coat, and your own precise use of spiritual power, life and death experience can be dominant.
Although there are many other prepared talismans, how can others not prepare?
In the end, I'm afraid it depends on the performance of others.
Feng Wuwei will fight against Chen Shoutian or Wu Siyi, and it will be hard to determine the outcome. However, even if he wins, there will be little spiritual power left in the club, so he can't fight the next one.
It is not difficult for sun Xiuyuan to win one game, but he is not sure to win two.
The most worrying thing is that the younger martial sister and Li Yijia have little experience in life and death, and self-protection is extremely difficult. If they can fight each other, they will be considered as extraordinary.
In the end, I'm afraid I have to see myself. The fierce struggle between life and death and the feeling of deciding life and death in an instant are really enjoyable and familiar to me.
"I've heard that Xiao Wuji, a Taoist in Yimen, is an extremely capable person. Tu Qun Guang of Gen gate came here to learn from him." Just when Yi Heng was ready to settle down, there was a voice full of air outside.
"Is the provocation test coming?" Yi Heng's spirit shakes, stands up, such a good opportunity to observe the other two fighting methods, must not be let go.
"Tu Daoyou flattered me. How dare Xiao be praised as a Taoist friend? But since you are invited, Xiao will accompany you." Xiao Wuji's voice sounded not far away.
In the past few days, all parties will try to find out which monks are participating in the contest. If we can carry out targeted fighting methods, we will surely have some advantages.
Yi Heng just ready to go out, he saw a figure quickly rushed to the door, a closer look, the original is in a hurry to Zeng Yushu."Elder martial brother, go ahead and look at the opponent first." Seeing Yi Heng, Zeng Yushu said happily.
"Younger martial brother, you are also a foundation building monk. Be steady and calm. The image is important." Yi Heng saw his face anxious and excited, knowing that he must be worried about himself. Now he can know the strength of the other party in advance, of course, he is anxious.
"I haven't got used to it yet. Let's go. Elder martial brother Xiao, they have already passed." Zeng Yushu changed his previous gloom and left with Yi Heng.
When I got out of the courtyard, I saw that there were many three monks standing around the fighting platform not far away. Most of them were in the gas refining period, some were foundation building monks, and some were still coming.
Standing on the stage was a monk in brown clothes, tall and powerful. He was staring at the stage and looking at it carefully.
Under the stage, a friar in green jumped up to the stage and stood opposite the monk. Yi Heng saw it clearly. It was Xiao Wuji, senior brother Xiao.
At this time, Yi Heng suddenly felt a sense of urgency coming from the depths of his soul, and at the same time felt a burning look at himself.
Turning to the left, I saw a group of yellow friars, and one in the middle was staring at himself. His face was strange, but his momentum was not owned by the Qi refining friars. He must be the foundation building friar.
But the look in his eyes was incredible, and at the same time, there was an expression of impetuousness. He hesitated and seemed to be worried about something.
Yi Heng was strange when the man suddenly spoke.
"I don't think you're really alive. You're really alive." This sentence attracted the eyes of all the friars, including the two people on the stage who were ready to start.
Everyone looked at the place where the voice came from, and then looked at Yi Heng along the direction of the man's eyes. At the same time, they wondered why the foundation building monk cared so much about a monk in the Qi refining period.
"Uncle, is this man?" A friar nearby had a guess and asked in a low voice.
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