Chapter 128 [Feng Hou Qi Men]

Zhang Zhiwei in the room watched Luo Ke leaving for a long time.

"This kid is really serious. He even said that he wants to practice with you. Heavenly Master, you have to be more ruthless when the time comes to teach this kid a lesson."

Lu Jin chattered on to the side.

"He wants to enter the third level." Zhang Zhiwei said suddenly.

Lu Jin's voice suddenly stopped.

"Although I have never learned the third level of reverse rebirth, I can understand it clearly." Zhang Zhiwei said calmly.

"I guess this kid Rock wants to find someone who can tear apart his reverse state of being, and such a person either has a higher level of cultivation than him, or has strange methods..."

Lu Jin didn't say anything. When Luo Ke said he wanted to practice with Master Laotian, the battle between master Zuo Ruotong and Wu Gensheng was instantly replayed in his memory.

At that time, Wu Gensheng was just a young man and was far from his master's opponent. However, Wu Gensheng had a unique method and was able to comb Qi back to its original appearance.

In addition, his master Zuo Ruotong also had the intention to use this god's spirit to deconstruct Qi, so he allowed the rootless actions to continue to destroy his own reverse state.

When a broken bone is rebuilt, it will become stronger! Muscles are torn and will be stronger after recovery!

While Wugensheng is being destroyed, Zuo Ruotong is recovering at the same time. This reverse state of nature, which is caused by nature, will become more and more complete as it is repeatedly collapsed by external forces and self-reorganized... This kind of integrity is no longer the result of the improvement of acquired skills. The result is innate and natural perfection.

Until the two levels of acquired construction are completely transformed into innate clarity.

The third level of rebirth is achieved.

If you go with the trend, you can avoid discipline and calculate disaster, but if you go against the trend, you can gain Yuan Gong.

With the help of the old master's practice and using such a retrograde method to break through the second level, Luo Ke indeed has his own style of the Trinity School, thinking exactly the same as his master Zuo Ruotong.

But this was even more difficult for Lu Jin to accept.

Because his master passed away not long after he passed the third level.

What if Luo Ke, the kid, says he doesn't care, but actually fails to become an immortal at the third level, and his heart becomes knotted?

"Maybe... maybe just a few ordinary sparring sessions?" Lu Jin said with dry lips: "He is still young, maybe the heat is not enough?"

"You just chopped his hand, how do you feel now?" Zhang Zhiwei glanced at him.

Lu Jin opened his mouth, but then said nothing.

"Rocco can see things more clearly than you old man, don't worry."

"When will you two start taking action?" Lu Jin lowered his head.

"Maybe tonight, the sooner the better. After Chu Lan is saved by the Heavenly Master in two days... I won't be able to help this child break through to the third level. When he breaks through to the third level, are you going to watch from the sidelines? ?”

"It's better... forget it... I'm afraid I can't bear it." Lu Jin shook his head.

It had been his nightmare to see his master achieve the third level and then die not long afterward. Now his half-disciple has to do the same thing...

Although it was a bit embarrassing, Lu Jin did admit that he did not have the courage to watch from the sidelines.

…

The sky was getting dark, and a bonfire party was held on Longhu Mountain at night.

Just like the Lu family dinner that year, this is also a time when the younger generation gathers together.

The bonfire party was extremely lively. As a "man of the moment", Zhang Chulan was surrounded by a bunch of young people. However, Zhang Chulan, who was surrounded in the center, would look at another mountain peak in the distance from time to time, which is the residence of the old Heavenly Master. .

Rock just stayed here for a while and then went to the Heavenly Master.

"No Bilian, my Alian, have another bottle!"

"Awesome! Alian is super strong!"

"Come on, come on! Chu Lan! Let's do it together!"

The people around him toasted to him one after another.

"Hmph! Whoever is afraid of whom, let's go!" Zhang Chulan withdrew his gaze and began to drink the wine in his hand.

Too many things happened today.

He first recognized Mr. Tian and took off the mask he had always maintained in front of Mr. Tian. Then he learned about the thirty-six thieves back then, and then saw the fight between his peers Luo Ke and Lu Jin. No matter where it was, Even one thing is a big deal to him.

But they are all accumulated today...

The pressure of the Eight Magic Skills, the pressure of Luo Tianjiao... and even the power of Lao Luo made Zhang Chulan feel breathless.

Zhang Chulan suddenly realized that it seemed that he had never truly relaxed.

Thinking about it, he drank bottle after bottle.

His face gradually started to turn red.

Seeing this, the people in the Lu family class immediately looked at each other and smiled, revealing their purpose:

"Zhang Chulan! Show us your trophy quickly!"

"Besides you, who else is qualified to bear the guardian sand? We must open our eyes!"

Listening to the shouts around him, the red-hot Zhang Chulan immediately laughed: "Do you really want to see it so much? Then let you open your eyes! Hahahaha..."

He smiled and took off his pants towards everyone.

…

the next day.

"Damn it... I was too big yesterday..." Zhang Chulan had a dark face.

On a character that was already in ruins, he actually took another big step forward.

I really shouldn’t have relaxed, but I just relaxed for a moment and managed to accomplish such a big job.

"Good morning, Zhang Chulan, I heard that you were walking birds under the moon in front of everyone last night." Luo Ke's voice came from behind Zhang Chulan.

‘Lao Luo came over but there was still no movement at all. ’

Zhang Chulan turned back following the sound and stared at Rock for a long time, but he didn't find anything different from before. After a while, he finally gave up.

"Fortunately you weren't here yesterday. If you were here, you would definitely take pictures." Zhang Chulan breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't let Rock catch up. This was a blessing in disguise.

Rock didn't answer immediately. Although he knew that Zhang Chulan would walk his bird last night, he still went to find the old master first. After all, his own practice was the most important.

"Who am I in your heart? I won't take pictures. I must have recorded it." Rock said that Chulan underestimated him.

Zhang Chulan's face was flushed with anger from Rock, and he was about to curse back when he heard someone shouting from the competition venue: "Hey! Look! Over there at the gate!"

"It's the battle list of the sixteen players who will advance!"

Zhang Chulan moved his eyes and focused on the battle list. As he looked at it, he found something wrong: "Eh? Where's Feng Xingtong?"

According to Zhang Chulan's own memory, one of the matches on the schedule should have been scheduled for Feng Xingtong.

Why was it changed to Wang Bing?

"You mean this." Rock looked at Wang Bing's name and said: "Wang Bing was eliminated by Lingyu Zhenren in the qualifying round. Although his injury was not serious, he was still hospitalized."

"I heard from Canglong and others this morning that Feng Zhenghao took Feng Xingtong to see Wang Bing yesterday..."

"Feng Xingtong can also see a doctor?" Zhang Chulan looked at Rock in surprise.

"As for the soul-binding and general-dispatching event, Feng Xingtong has the soul of the national champion Wang Zizhong..."

"But I still don't understand. Even if Wang Bing is cured, what can he do? He is not qualified to participate in the competition." Zhang Chulan scratched his head: "Speaking of which, where did he get the qualification to participate in the competition?"

Suddenly, Zhang Chulan remembered that the abstract account that Rock had created before had posted that the Feng family of Tianxiahui and the Wang family of the four major families would both summon souls and send generals.

But this summoning and general-dispatching event is really a bit subtle... Zhang Chulan feels that it is really hard to say whether these two families are friends or enemies.

In this month, Zhang Chulan also collected some information through the company's channels-the Feng and Wang families have always had close cooperation in all aspects, but Zhang Chulan keenly felt that this was not cooperation, but that the Wang family was treating the Feng family like servants.

Hiss...Thinking of this, Zhang Chulan did sort out some details here.

"Wang Bing... wouldn't he want to continue participating in the competition and then ask the Feng family for Feng Xingtong's quota? Wouldn't other people know about this?"

"It's not as obvious as you think. After Feng Xingtong gave up, the next person in line was Hu Jie from Dongxiang Village, but this Hu Jie had a connection with Quan Xing, so he was taken down by Mr. Lu. Then it was Wang Bing and several other people's turn."

"What about the other people competing with Wang Bing?"

Rok glanced at Zhang Chulan and smiled: "Chulan, have you ever been to school? When you saw that there was only one quota, you should have known that there was someone first, and then there was a quota. Those people definitely couldn't compete."

Zhang Chulan felt that Rok's smile was weird, as if he was mocking him together.

There is only one quota for the position of Tianshi in this Luotian Dajiao. Old Luo, you are scolding me in a roundabout way, right?

"Ahem, how strong is Wang Bing." Zhang Chulan coughed and changed the subject.

"The strength is average."

"That's good, there are more straw bags."

Rock shook his head: "You think too well, Wang Ai dotes on his great-grandson, even if he wants the stars in the sky, he can probably pick them for him. And this time the match is drawn by the ten masters..."

Rock pointed to the match table.

Zhang Chulan looked over and found that it was written on it that Wang Bing vs. Deng Youfu!

Ju Lingqianjiang vs. Chu Maxian!

...

In the early morning of Longhu Mountain, facing the rising east sun, there was still a little fog on the competition ground, but it was already crowded, and shouts and mobile phone playback sounds came and went here.

Just because today was the 16-to-8 match, all the idle aliens on Longhu Mountain came to watch. There was no difference between aliens and ordinary people watching the game, and the closer the game was to the finals, the more people watched it.

"The first match is Luo Ke, playing against Lu Linglong from the Lu Clan? Any idea?"

"No idea, it's a guaranteed win, why not look at Zhang Chulan in the distance, family members."

"You laughed, Tang Wenlong from the Tang Clan plays against Zhang Chulan, I feel that Tang Wenlong doesn't even need to use the poison miasma, just bring a few ropes, and then use the blue silver entangled tortoise shell binding to take down the trash Zhang Chulan."

"Wang Bing is so cool, he was directly promoted to the top 16?"

"I feel that he is not as good as Zhang Chulan...promoted."

"The second match is Zhuge Qing vs. Wudang Wang Ye?"

"Come on, Deng Youfu! I'm betting on you! Bring Uncle Liu Kunsheng to beat them!"

The first match is Luo Ke, and his opponent is Lu Linglong from the Lu Clan.

Maybe he is really destined to be with the Lu Clan, and Luo Ke also feels that he is a bit of a stalker.

"Brother Luo, it seems like we haven't fought for a long time." Lu Linglong scratched her head blankly: "My great grandfather secretly told me last night that Brother Luo, you are much stronger than us, and I should admit defeat as soon as I meet you."

"But Brother Luo, you know me, I never listen to my great grandfather." Lu Linglong said with a silly smile.

Luo Ke turned his head to look at the stage and saw Lu Jin staring at him.

Luo Ke sighed lightly and signaled to the referee that he was ready.

"Both sides are ready, sixteen to eight, Lu Linglong vs. Rock! The competition begins!" The Taoist raised his arm and smashed it down-

Lu Linglong has been watching the Taoist's movements closely, waiting for the moment to take the lead!

She practices Quanzhen Jindan Gong, and practices dual cultivation of life and sex, and the Northern School practices sex first and life second.

Because she has the ability to control blood, she is afraid that her own ability will go out of control, so she deliberately worships Quanzhen to polish her character.

Although she did not plan to use her superpowers in this Luotian Dajiao, but relying on the life cultivation practiced by Quanzhen, Lu Linglong is confident that she can force out the opponent's thunder method even if she meets Zhang Lingyu.

Watching the Taoist's arm fall, Lu Linglong instantly focused her attention on Rock-

Where is he?

Lu Linglong only felt a sudden strong wind coming beside her!

At this moment, Lu Linglong felt that she had turned into a lone boat on the sea, and was forced into a huge wave.

‘My body… moves so slowly…’

Lu Linglong watched the terrifying palm force enlarge in her pupils.

Until the moment when it was approaching, Lu Linglong finally closed her eyes.

But the imagined palm strike did not fall.

Lu Linglong only vaguely felt that the opponent’s palm stopped in front of her, bringing a breeze to her face.

“Luo Ke wins!”

The Taoist priest’s arm had just been swung down, and it was immediately raised again, and the front and back were very coherent.

In the eyes of the audience, Lu Linglong lost just by lowering her head and distracting her attention for a moment.

Hearing the voice of the loss, Lu Linglong opened her eyes helplessly. She didn’t expect that she, who had never known what fear was, had subconsciously closed her eyes in Luo Ke’s palm force just now…

This had never happened when she was sparring with her great grandfather.

"Oh my god, it ended too quickly, didn't it? I haven't finished reading the schedule yet!"

"That's normal. I feel like Deng Youfu and Rock are the two who are missing in this competition..."

"It's hard to say. They didn't show enough strength, but I think Zhuge Qing is not bad either. He used fire attack to beat the little fire god Hong Bin in the last game. It was so scary. It felt like he was playing with his opponent."

"Wu Hou Qimen, after all, is the best in the world."

...

"Master Wang, my guess was right. Rock's game ended in an instant." Zhuge Qing smiled and stood on the competition field.

He and Master Wang had a good chat these days and had been looking forward to this competition for a long time.

However, Wang, who was on the field today, did not reply to his words lazily as usual.

"Master Wang?" Zhuge Qing frowned slightly.

"..."

"Alas."

Wang Ye finally seemed to come back to his senses and sighed: "No matter how I calculate, we have to have a match today. There is no way to avoid it."

"I almost forgot, Master Wang, you are also a sorcerer."

Zhuge Qing smiled again. It turned out that Wang Ye was fortune-telling about this match just now.

"Master Wang, don't be too depressed. We sorcerers are good at following the trend. No matter what the result of the fortune-telling is, just accept it. There is no need to fight to the death like others..."

"Maybe the two of us can finish the match faster than Rock just now." Zhuge Qing said with a smile.

"..."

Wang didn't say anything either.

This short silence made Zhuge Qing's smile fade. His expression gradually became serious and he began to use Qimen to fortune-tell for himself silently.

"..."

How could it be? !

How could it be a moth flying into a flame?

Zhuge Qing raised his head suddenly and looked at Wang Ye in the distance, who was standing in the sun and looking at him.