Chapter 1111: Competition Among Eighth Ranks

The plain-clothed monk in the void moved forward and soon came to the side of the jade platform.

The fourteen great masters of Zhenyan Temple and the master of puzzlement all rushed over. They wanted to know whether Shouxin had passed on the top secrets to the door.

On the jade platform, Gu Xiuyun closed his eyes tightly and seemed to be practicing.

No one dared to disturb him and could only look at the monk in plain clothes silently. After three hours, Gu Xiuyun finally opened his eyes.

"Junior, disciple of Zhengon Temple, Shouxin, has met Patriarch Xianyun." The plain-clothed monk bowed and said, "After half a year of hard training, I finally mastered the secret technique. Please look at it from Patriarch."

"Oh, have you started?"

Gu Xiuyun glanced at the audience, then turned to look at the powerful master of Zhenyan Temple on the other side, "Which of you can compete with him? In half a year, there should be some results!"

The fourteen true artistic conceptions looked at each other.

It is said that it is half a year, but in fact, these true artistic conceptions have avatars staying in the secret realm of time and space, and the training years are at least ten times longer.

After ten times the hard work, it would be too shameful if one could not keep up with the practice of keeping one's mind, so everyone was hesitant.

Looking at this scene, the host said loudly in confusion, "I have practiced mind-keeping for almost 12,000 years, which is equivalent to observing the precepts. There are strict rules for performing Dharma incense. Only one of you two can take the stage, so let's start here." Give it a try!”

The words fell.

The monk who kept the precepts stepped out, a murderous intent flashing across his face.

"Junior Brother Shouxin, I advise you to give up now. We are all in the same true mood. You have been banned by the ancient pagoda for many years, and you have not cultivated the most precious treasures and elixirs. You are definitely not my opponent with just a secret technique that has just entered the threshold. . I will definitely win this battle.”

"Thank you for your kindness, senior brother. Whether you win or lose, just try your best." The monk in plain clothes clasped his hands in his fists.

Seeing this, the Zhenyijing on both sides had different expressions.

In terms of character, a monk who keeps his mind is obviously much better than a monk who keeps his precepts.

Patriarch Xianyun just asked the two to compete, but Shoujie was thinking about winning or losing. He was far inferior to his opponent in terms of Taoism. Of course, the authorities were obsessed with this kind of thing, and he himself didn't know it.

"It doesn't matter whether we win or lose when we compete with each other." Gu Xiuyun shook his head secretly.

It was obvious that all his efforts in keeping the precepts were in vain.

Deducing the six tactics is indeed of great benefit to practice, but the tactics are still tactics after all. They can only point out the direction of the path of cultivation. If you want to improve, you still have to rely on yourself.

The path of spiritual practice is like a vast and endless sea. Even if you find the right direction, you cannot achieve it overnight. You must move forward step by step and firmly

Go forward, all the way to the end.

People like this who keep the precepts are destined to never come to an end.

He was able to step into the true realm only because of his outstanding talent, the support of his sect background, and his extraordinary luck, so he understood the true meaning of the rules, but this was already the end.

call!

Two figures flew into the void at the same time.

Shou Jie was wearing pale golden armor, with a golden pestle-like weapon in his hand, and a jade disk hanging at his feet.

In comparison, the monks in plain clothes are much worse. Not to mention that they don't have regular spiritual treasures, they can't even get the seventh-grade spiritual treasures, so they can only rely on the blue light secret technique.

"Senior Brother Host, isn't this way of playing too unfair?" The silent monk frowned.

There are three eighth-grade spiritual treasures on one side, especially the demon-conquering golden pestle, which has been imbued with spiritual wisdom, and its power is no less than that of a senior eighth-grade almighty.

The other side doesn't have any treasures and can only rely on Taoism and secret techniques.

"The use of spiritual treasures is also allowed at the Dharma Incense Festival. In this case, there is nothing unfair," the host Bujie said coldly, "Shou Xin, as his direct disciple, should pay the price for the sins Buji committed."

"Then it's nothing to argue with."

The silent monk muttered.

"Junior brother, you have violated the precepts again. After this battle, you will be punished by facing the wall for two months." The host stared at the bald monk in confusion.

…

Peng!

There was a roar, and the figures in the distance had already joined hands.

The golden light around Shoujie's body is bright, and the protective armor is combined with the demon-suppressing golden pestle. Even if he does not use Taoist secrets, he can still exert combat power comparable to that of Taoist Huang Jie.

What's more, he also understood a lot of Taoism.

In addition, Gu Xiuyun's many instructions over the past six months have also made great progress in his secret skills.

On the other side, green light fills the void, covering thousands of miles around like a thin veil. No matter what means the monks who keep the precepts use, they can be wiped out.

"What a powerful Qingguang. The secret technique passed down to Junior Brother Shou Xin by Senior Xianyun is so powerful. With just getting started, it can compete head-on with Junior Brother Shou Jie?" Bu Zheng had a strange look on his face.

Just by getting started, you can reach the senior eighth level. If you fully understand it, wouldn't you be able to compete with the Sky Stone Realm?

No, maybe you can even fight in the Tianfang realm.

"The top secret skills are extraordinary, but don't be envious. Just because he can do it doesn't mean you can do it too."

The confused host thought of the Sun-Swallowing Sea God Technique, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

Shadow.

Peng! Peng! Peng!

After fighting for a long time, the monk who kept the precepts gradually became a little impatient. He took out a round pill from his arms and swallowed it with his mouth open.

next moment.

The aura around him surged by 70%, and the Demon-Subduing Golden Pestle also expanded more than ten times, pressing forward like a divine pillar reaching the sky.

call!

The void trembled violently, and the invisible pressure completely restrained the monk in plain clothes. He didn't even have a chance to dodge, and he could only face the bombardment of the divine pillar head-on.

The power of the Demon-Subduing Golden Pestle combined with Taoist secrets is terrifying, and it has reached the threshold of the eighth-level peak.

Seeing this scene, Buyan and Buzheng's expressions changed slightly.

A fellow sect member actually resorted to such ruthless tactics, so he was not afraid of being punished by the abbot when he was observing the precepts?

"It's just a competition. Is winning or losing so important?" Another True Realm couldn't help but speak.

"He's already obsessed."

Bu Zheng shook his head and sighed.

Everyone couldn't help but look at Gu Xiuyun, but saw that he looked indifferent, neither sad nor angry, as if he didn't see the scene in the distance at all.

"If Senior Xianyun doesn't take action, no one can stop Shoujie, Junior Brother Shouxin... you must hold on."

The monk Bu Yan clenched his fists, and beads of sweat appeared faintly on his palms.

...

Below the Tongtian Divine Pillar, the void almost collapsed.

The monk in white clothes put his hands together, and the Yuanli around his body rushed out like a tide, completely covering his body.

The green light that filled the void turned into a layer of precious clothes, with countless patterns floating on it, crashing towards the Divine Pillar like raindrops.

Dang! Dang! Dang!

Every drop of rain contains amazing power, but at the same time it also rapidly consumes the Yuanli of the monk in white clothes.

In just half a breath, the veins on the surface of the Qingguang Treasure Cloth were all shattered, and the Tongtian Divine Pillar was also forcibly blocked.

"Impossible!"

"You are just a small eighth-grade early stage, how can you withstand the full-strength attack of the Demon-Subduing Golden Pestle? Come again!" The monk who guards the precepts shouted angrily, and the Yuanli surged again.

The light of the Demon-Subduing Golden Pestle illuminated the entire Zhenyan Temple.

"The same method, it's meaningless to use it again!"

Gu Xiuyun shook his head slightly, and a ray of spiritual light emerged from his fingertips, cutting the void into two parts. The Demon-Subduing Golden Pestle fell, but was directly blasted away by the void barrier.

"Enough, the two of you stop it."

The puzzled host hurriedly flew forward and stopped the two.