When everyone heard that brother Xue Ehu had the elixir of Tao Xing Tian Zun, they no longer had any worries and were eager to try it.

Jin Zhaqian said sincerely: "But what should I do if I'm afraid that our skills are insufficient and we accidentally hurt the friendship between our fellow disciples?"

This is a bit false, it's more like giving a vaccination. Don't be dissatisfied if you lose, don't hold grudges if you get hurt.

Everyone is young. Even though Yang Jian and Jin Zha have been practicing for decades, they are still very young among Qi Refiners.

Not to mention Nezha, Huang Tianhua, etc., who have young minds, they all said confidently: "We all rely on our abilities. Winning is due to our ability, losing is due to our own shortcomings. What does it have to do with the feelings of our classmates!"

Jin Zha looked at Yang Jian and asked tentatively: "What do you think, Brother Yang?"

Yang Jian kept holding his hands, smiling and saying nothing, looking extremely confident. When he saw everyone looking over, he nodded briefly, indicating that he could play.

Liu Qiao changed into neat clothes and walked out of the backyard, interjecting: "What a comparison. If you fellow Taoists don't mind it, I'll join in the fun..."

Of course, everyone didn't mind, it was just a chance to see Liu Qiao's ability.

Yang Jian said: "Since it was you, Brother Dao, who proposed the skill of gesturing the Immortal Family, and Brother Liu Dao has always been highly respected, how about letting Brother Liu Dao set the rules?"

These words can be said to have given Liu Qiao a lot of face. Although not all of the people here are true disciples, they are successors of the true lineage.

But Yang Jian said that he would let Liu Qiao set the rules. As soon as everyone really preached Taoism, Liu Qiao's Taoism was all self-taught and heretical.

If Liu Qiao loses, he won't feel it's unfair, because he can't beat others according to his own rules, so who can blame him?

As for the rest of the people, they all have true inheritance. If they lose to Liu Qiao, they won't feel embarrassed or dissatisfied, because Liu Qiao set the rules.

Just like traditional martial arts, if you wear boxing gloves and fight according to the rules of boxing, if you lose, you won't win by boxing, because the rules of martial arts are different and you won't be able to use your full strength in the ring.

Everyone was not stupid. After thinking about it for a moment, they understood the meaning of Yang Jian's words, and they all said respectfully: "Brother Yang is right, Brother Liu is old and highly respected, so it is just right for him to set the rules!"

Liu Qiao did not refuse and said: "We all fight on foot. We are good at martial arts and supernatural powers. We draw lots to determine our opponents..."

These rules have no restrictions on everyone's strength. Drawing lots to determine the opponent is a method used by the outer disciples in Liu Qiao's past life when he was watching the cultivating immortals.

At this time, it was not only novel, but everyone also thought it was fair, and no one had any objections.

Liu Qiao and Wu Ji brought the fortune-telling fortune-telling tube from Master, and he changed it randomly, changing the upper and lower signatures into everyone's names, and put them in the fortune-telling tube.

The participants included Long Xuhu, Han Dulong, Xue Erhu, Liu Qiao, Nezha, Muzha, Jin Zha, Huang Tianhua and Yang Jian.

It can be said that apart from Wei Hu, Yang Ren, Lei Zhenzi, Tu Xingsun and a few other disciples of the three generations of Chanjiao, most of them are here.

Therefore, after everything was prepared, Han Dulong suggested: "Master's generation, the second generation of disciples, all have their elders and younger ones. We, the three generations, all refer to each other as Taoist friends, and we are never close to each other. It is better to have this meeting to make a good start."

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Xue Ehu came out and said, "What kind of lottery?"

Nezha said: "How about using magical powers and skills to determine the long order?"

Jin Zha frowned, but didn't say much.

The remaining Yang Jian and Liu Qiao also had absolute confidence in their abilities and nodded in agreement.

As for dragons, bearded tigers, etc., if their magical powers are too small, they will be useless. Anyway, if they compete or not, they will have the lowest status, so it is better to compete.

After deciding on a plan, let's start. Everyone came to the middle of the martial arts field. Liu Qiao took the lottery tube and said: "Whoever comes first to draw will compete with whoever draws!"

"I'll come first!" Nezha stepped forward without hesitation and took out the lot. He opened it, sneered, and showed it to everyone.

On the bamboo stick, it says dragon, bearded and tiger.

Liu Qiao smiled and said: "Junior Brother Longxuhu, go and have a competition with Nezha."

"Yes..." Longxuhu rolled up his sleeves and strode towards the field.

Nezha did not use the Fire Wheel, but instead held a fire-tipped spear and dragged him into the arena, waving his hand to indicate that the dragon-bearded tiger could begin.

"Ah!" Longxuhu shouted lowly, jumped on one foot, and his hands suddenly felt like stone.

He knew that his martial arts skills were no match for Nezha, so whenever he made a move, he just used a unique move.

"Boom..." Countless flying stones flew out of the hand and turned into the size of a grinding plate in an instant. They brought up a howling evil wind and whirled down.

"Xiao Ji'er!" Nezha refused to evade. He swung his gun left and right, swept up and down, and easily swept away the rocks.

Then he recited a mantra, took out the Qiankun Circle and tossed it, and saw a golden light flashing by.

"Ah!" Dragon Bearded Tiger screamed and fell to the ground, only to be knocked over by the Qiankun Circle.

Han Dulong and Xue Ehu quickly ran up and dragged Longxuhu off the field.

"Are you okay?" Liu Qiao and others asked with concern.

Han Dulong looked at it, shook his head and said, "It's okay, my shoulder blade was shattered by the Qiankun Circle. I have an elixir and I'll be fine in no time."

The two brothers, Han and Xue, deserved to be betrayed by their cubs. Tian didn't feel sorry for him. He took a pill from his waist, crushed it and rubbed it on the dragon-bearded tiger.

"Sure enough, it doesn't hurt anymore. It's such a good medicine!" Longxuhu exclaimed.

Xue Ehu said proudly: "That's not true. This is the master who collected more than 300 kinds of elixirs, steamed them nine times and dried them seven times, and it turned into a furnace. It is specially used to save lives in battle with my two brothers."

Everyone was amazed and started to compete again. The rules were to draw lots in turn and whoever was drawn would beat whomever.

"I'll smoke it!" Jin Zha came out and said.

Then he took out a stick from the lottery tube, showed it to everyone, and said, "Junior Brother Han!"

The signature clearly says "Han Du Long".

"Haha, Brother Jin Zha, please be merciful!" Han Dulong said as he walked onto the stage gracefully.

Han Dulong drew his halberd, and as soon as he came on the stage, he took the lead and fought in close quarters.

However, before he could run a few steps, Jin Zha from the opposite side cast a spell and threw the dragon escape pile in his hand.

"I'll escape!" Han Dulong quickly used his escape technique to escape.

However, a gust of black wind blew by, wrapping the Korean Poison Dragon's Escape Light inside, leaving him to rush up and down like a headless fly.

After a while, the wind and sand dispersed, and Han Poison Dragon had been tied to the dragon escape pile.

"I admit defeat! Thank you Senior Brother for showing mercy!" Since he lost, Han Dulong immediately called out to Senior Brother.

Jin Zha pursed his lips and smiled, then made a secret gesture to close the dragon escape pile.

Liu Qiao, who was standing aside, could clearly see that it was mainly the black wind that fascinated the gods. As long as they fell into it, they would be bound by the dragon escape pile.

It sounds simple, but there is almost no solution to this treasure. Liu Qiao has to pay for it himself. If he were to face Jin Zha, he would never be able to escape if the opponent used the dragon escape pile first.

This treasure has seventy-two levels of prohibition and is the treasure of Manjusri's cave. The material is innate. With this treasure, Jin Zha is in an invincible position.

The outcome of the two on the field has been decided, and Han Dulong has also been eliminated. The lot written with Dragon Beard Tiger, Han Dulong is taken out, and the drawing continues.

This time Xue Ehu knew that his skills were low, so he took the initiative and said, "I'll draw lots!"

Liu Qiao naturally handed over the lottery tube to him.

Xue Ehu took a lot and after reading it, he said with a bitter look on his face: "Brother Mu Zha, please be merciful!"

When everyone looked at it, they saw the word "Mu Zha" written on the signature.

Muzha nodded and entered with his sword in his hand. The two of them were three feet apart.

"Be careful!" Xue Ehu held a halberd, leapt up with his vertical escape technique, and flew towards Muzha first.

Muzha moved away from him, muttering something in his mouth, shaking his shoulders, and heard two "clicks" of the sword coming out of the box.

The two swords flew out with two red lights, like scissors, and like fish tails crossing the guillotine, blocking Xue Ehu's escape.

"I give up!" Xue Ehu shouted quickly when he saw the sharp edge that could fall around him at any time.

"Take it!" Muzha recited a mantra, and the two red awning dragons disappeared.

"Senior Brother, please give in!" Xue Erhu landed and exited the court.

The only ones who haven't played yet are Liu Qiao, Yang Jian and Huang Tianhua.

"Brother Dao, do you go first or me first?" Yang Jian tilted his head and asked.

Liu Qiaoqian gave way and said, "Fellow Daoist Yang first."

Yang Jian did not refuse, and took a random stick from the tube, looked at it, and said to Jin Zha: "Fellow Taoist, it seems that you and I have to compete!"

After saying this, he handed the signature to everyone to see, and signed the name Jin Zha.

"It's an honor to fight against Brother Yang." Jin Zha smiled lightly and dragged him into the arena.

"Fellow Taoist, please come first!" Yang Jian said carelessly, holding a gun.

Jin Zha didn't talk nonsense. He knew that Yang Jian was very powerful, so he placed the dragon-escaping stake when he started, and he used all his strength.

In an instant, the wind swept the fields, flying sand and rocks, and fog arose, making it difficult to distinguish east, west, north, and south. It covered Yang Jian, and no sound could be heard from it.

"Could it be that Brother Yang made a mistake?" Han Dulong and others asked.

After a while, the wind and fog dispersed, and Yang Jian was still in the same place, with a ring on top, middle and bottom, and was tied to the dragon escape pile.

"Haha, Fellow Daoist Yang accepts the concession!" Jin Zha laughed and stepped forward.

"Fellow Taoist, I haven't used my strength yet!" Yang Jian, who was tied to the stake, said calmly.

Immediately, he swayed and his figure rose up in the wind, reaching a height of tens of feet in the blink of an eye.
To be continued...