Chapter 277 "I don't agree" (seeking subscription)

The two emperors never thought that this combat meeting that affected the people of Kyoto was so twist.

In fact, almost everyone around Lutai did not expect this result.

Even before he heard Zen son say "admitting defeat", there are still a lot of people.

After all, in their opinion, Qi Ping can defeat Wei Wuji, which does not mean that he can defeat the Zen son. Therefore, when Qi Ping described it lightly, after a hit, the Guanyin method was broken.

Many people have not returned to God yet.

Is this defeated?

Still just a blow?

It seems that in front of the green bamboo ring, there is no difference between Wei Wuji or Zen.

This can only be explained, that is, Qi Ping's power far exceeds the two.

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"Win!"

I don't know who it is, the first shout erupted.

Immediately, the deafening cheers sounded to the ultimate square that originally suppressed.

For three days, the people in Kyoto have suppressed the emotions for three days. Once they burst out, the shouting seemed to open the sky.

"Win ..." Du Yuanchun leaned on the big chair, as if he was exhausted, and his face smiled.

From beginning to end, he didn't do anything, but it seemed to consume great mental strength.

"Zen lost, Qi Ping defeated the Zen son."

Yu Qing's brain was buzzing, and he couldn't believe it. He turned his head and looked at the rest of the Jinyi.

Seeing one by one, there are similar expressions.

This is different from the chess battle. After all, Fan Tianxing's fame is not great. In the final analysis, the combination is also a Go that Jin Yi does not know much about.

And this time, the test is the combat power, which belongs to the old bank of the Jinyi. They can understand at a glance without the help of the people's commentary, so they are particularly shocking.

especially……

"That's a Zen son."

On the seat of the academy, some students said that the reincarnation of the five realms in the legend can almost be equivalent to the state of the five realms.

A top supernatural power.

But it was so simple to defeat Qi Ping's men. Although it is a illusion, it is still too incredible.

"Screaming and snoring." Someone noticed that the orange cat lying on the legs of He Sheng stared at the light curtain, and the big cat's eyes reflected the attack of Tsing Yi.

It made a unknown snoring sound, the furry tail raised, as if trying to jump into the light curtain.

Fortunately, I was stopped by Mr. San in time.

He Sheng watched the cat's guard in doubt, and the orange cat who looked like this was the first time she saw it.

Mr. Da and Mr. Er looked at each other, as if finally determined something.

"Ahhhhh, your brother won! The big rice bucket is so powerful!"

Yun Qing'er whispered, his face was incredible.

Even if it is so powerful to write poems, when he is talented, he has worked hard.

But this time ... Under the eyelids of everyone, how did he do it?

Qi Yan raised his face and laughed. Two pear vortex appeared on his cheeks. He was also excited to his family. They couldn't understand it, but they just felt very angry.

At this time, the princess and the owner of the Anping County finally came to the inside of Lu Ting and placed in the cheers like mountain tsunami.

Looking at the figure on the light curtain, I swallowed the original and comforted lines.

The two lost their minds, and they were still at a loss with themselves.

"This kid ... what's the matter?" Yu Xuanji took a deep breath, his wide mind was undulating, and his eyes were excited in the eyes, and he was confused and embarrassed.

The same is true of the elders and disciples next to Taoism.

Win!

However, the doubts in their hearts have not increased. In their opinion, Qi Ping's blow is no longer a means of magical level.

"Is he cultivated in the illusion?" Yu Xuanji gave birth to this idea in his heart, and he didn't feel like it.

Opposite, the southern nations and Zen monks stayed with wooden chickens.

The rotation is to protest, obviously does not accept this result.

Even the Zen Master Kong could not maintain calm, stood up, and pointed directly at the door:

"We need a reason!"

Yes, reason!

Winning and defeat is a common thing. In the past 300 years of competition, both sides have also won each other. It is the first time that the confusing failure is the first time.

Under their eyelids, Qi Ping defeated Zen son with the body of "mortal". This is too inconsistent with common sense.

With the silence of emptiness, the cheers on the square gradually fell. Some people scolded that the bald donkey could not afford it, but there were many people who looked at the door.

This is also the doubt in their hearts.

And did not wait for Daomen to answer, in the light curtain, there was a second sentence from Zen son:

"Why?"

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"Why?"

In Qingwa Town, in the small courtyard of private schools, wearing a red coat, the Zen son who lost Zhenyuan sent a serious question:

"You said before that in childhood, you have noticed the false of this world."

"Then, because of this false, you failed to practice, stayed in this town, and taught for 20 years."

"If this is the case, you should not have such power."

Zenzi's face was not angry, or was lost, but he was quite calm. Even though he had not awakened, it was the reincarnation of the five realms after all. How would he really care about a winning or losing?

His eyes are still very clear, like mountain streams, at this moment, full of curiosity.

In the sky, the red beans merged into the shadow and disappeared. At this time, Wei Wuji, who was folded with the bone folding, returned to the small courtyard.

Without a word, but the two had the same doubts and dissatisfied.

They cannot accept this result.

Qi Ping smiled, lifted the robe, sat at the table, the sky disappeared, the willow fell, and the battle of the square seemed to have never happened.

"In your opinion, what is practice? Well, in a narrow sense, my generation of monks can obtain extraordinary power methods, paths."

Qi Ping suddenly asked a strange question.

Several people were stunned, and Wei Wuji was the most dissatisfied.

"Diminate the qi into the abdomen, wash the medullary body, sharpen the soul, and integrate into one, which is the magical power. The magic power is the first glimpse of the rules of heaven, which is the so -called 'enlightenment'."

Everyone nodded, this is a common method of all parties.

Although the demon tribe is different, it is generally the same.

... It turns out that you all know, so what I know is the least ... Qi Ping maintains a force, and a little depressed in your heart.

Before he met a generation, he only knew how to advance magical powers, but did not know how to go in the future.

If "magical power" is used as a dividing point, before, it can only be regarded as "cultivation".

Whether it is Tuna or swallowing resources, there is no difference in essence.

After that, if you want to be promoted, you need to "enlighten", that is, gradually explore the rules of heaven and use it for your own use.

"The answer is good." Qi Ping picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup again, habitually, and praised the tone of the students, and the words turned around:

"But it's also a big mistake!"

Wei Wuji stunned.

The rest looked at him in doubt.

The practice path, this is a monk in the world. It has gradually explored and summarized it for countless years. It is absolutely correct.

And Qi Ping, the answer given is "big wrong".

"Brother Qi ..." Dongfang Liuyun opened his mouth.

He wants to say that you now represent Daomen, so many people watching outside are looking at it. This is not easy to talk about it.
To be continued...