Chapter two hundred and forty-eight secret contest
After condensing a grade of small green lotus, the green lotus cloud is still shaking.
Circles of ripples in the water continue to form without losing momentum.
Eleven laps, twelve laps, thirteen laps...Nineteen laps!
In the blink of an eye, it’s time to gather the second-grade Xiao Qinglian!
This time, everyone was even more nervous.
Can Feng Chenglang condense the second-grade Xiao Qinglian and become an existence like Chen Tongxuan?
The middle and low-level monks were extremely excited, and their hearts were full of expectations.
They all hope that Feng Chenglang can successfully unite the second-grade Xiao Qinglian and allow them to witness the birth of a new legend.
The calls for support for Feng Chenglang from the middle and low-level monks are getting louder and louder.
Fairy Qingxuan's beautiful eyes flashed, and her expression was a little complicated.
To be fair, as a senior monk at Qingxi Mountain Paradise, she hoped that Feng Chenglang could gather the second-grade Xiao Qinglian and become a second existence like Chen Tongxuan, so that he could carry forward the Taoism of Qingxi Mountain Paradise in the future.
However, as Chen Tongxuan's sister, Fairy Qingxuan did not want Feng Chenglang to gain power.
Feng Chenglang's eldest brother, Feng Chengfeng, is one of the three hundred adopted sons of Beichen Zhang Lai.
Feng Chenglang was born into the lineage of Elder Beichen.
If he successfully condenses the second-grade Xiao Qinglian and even surpasses Chen Tongxuan's achievements back then, it will be an extremely heavy blow to Chen Tongxuan's lineage.
The situation of mutual competition that Chen Tongxuan has worked so hard to maintain may be about to be broken, and Beichen and his family will slowly gain the upper hand from now on.
In Fairy Qingxuan's complicated mood, Qinglian Yuntang moved slightly.
A circle of water ripples slowly spread out.
This time, the water ripples spread very slowly, as if there was some kind of imprisonment.
The second-grade Xiao Qinglian is not so easy to condense. Just like a monk breaking through a bottleneck, he will be restricted by the laws of heaven and earth.
However, although the water ripples spread very slowly, they still rippled out little by little, and slowly condensed into the center of Qinglian Yuntang under the attention of everyone.
Twenty circles of water ripples, it’s done!
At this moment, the spiritual spring in the center of Qinglian Yuntang seemed to have received great inspiration and soared into the sky with the momentum of a dragon.
The pure spiritual energy also exploded.
The spiritual energy is like sweet rain, rising and falling one after another.
On the small green lotus, the brilliance shines, and the second lotus petal slowly blooms!
The second-grade Xiaoqinglian is condensed!
At this time, the ripples in the Qinglian Cloud Pond finally stopped.
Twenty laps of water ripples, this is Feng Chenglang’s achievement!
The middle and low-level monks cheered excitedly.
The blessed land of Qingxi Mountain brings good fortune!
They witnessed with their own eyes the emergence of a peerless genius whose qualifications were no less than those of the Mountain Master!
Feng Chenglang!
Feng Chenglang!
Feng Chenglang!
All the middle and low-level monks cheered this name, expressing their excitement and joy.
Elder Beichen had a kind face and kind eyes, and a hint of disappointment flashed across his gentle eyes.
He smiled, nodded slightly, and praised.
"Feng Chenglang, not bad, not bad!"
Alas, it’s just good!
The result of twenty laps of water ripples is amazing, but it is still not as good as Chen Tongxuan back then.
Chi Lianjun laughed loudly. He reached into his storage bag and took out an immortal sword.
I saw that the fairy sword magic weapon was full of sword energy and spiritual energy. It was obviously not an ordinary thing!
Chi Lianjun stretched out his hand and threw it, and a ball of true energy wrapped in the fairy sword magic weapon flew towards Feng Chenglang.
There was a flash of light, and the fairy sword magic weapon was suspended in front of Feng Chenglang, and a sword cry was heard, as if he was cheering when he met the Ming Master for the first time.
This fairy sword is so spiritual!
There were several knowledgeable deacons and elders around, all with envious faces.
A magical weapon with spiritual power can often cooperate with monks to exert combat power beyond the third level of strength. It is rare but not sought after!
Chi Lianjun laughed and said: "Young man Feng Chenglang, your aptitude and understanding are astonishing. The future of our Qingxi Mountain Paradise depends on you! I will give you this Xuan-Slaying Sword today as a gift.
A meeting gift!”
As soon as these words came out, both Wang Lingjun and Fairy Qingxuan changed their expressions.
This Lord Chi Lian is too presumptuous!
Zhanxuan Sword, Chen Tongxuan...
What's the meaning?
Feng Chenglang wants to hold this sword to kill Chen Tongxuan?
Chen Dalong's face darkened, and he Shi Shiran stepped forward, looking at Chi Lianjun with cold eyes, questioning in his tone.
"Brother Chi Lian, may I ask what your Xuanxuan Sword means?"
Chi Lianjun laughed, pretending to be confused and acting like a reckless man.
"What do you mean? Zhanxuan Jian, I just named it randomly. What, you don't like it? How about I change it and call it Dragon Zhanjian?"
Dragon-Slaying Sword, Chen Dalong...
Are you planning to kill Chen Dalong this time?
Chen Dalong's eyes turned cold. Even though he was extremely well-educated, he couldn't help but want to get angry at this moment.
"you……"
As soon as Chen Dalong said a word, Chen Tongxuan raised his hand to stop him.
Chen Tongxuan's faint voice sounded, "Dalong, today is the Qinglian Dajiao Dharma Ceremony. It is solemn and solemn. You must not conflict with people who don't know what they mean. It will make the juniors laugh."
Chen Tongxuan's voice was not loud, but it seemed to contain the power of heaven and earth. It was majestic and profound, which was impressive.
When Chen Dalong heard this, he respectfully stepped aside.
On the other side, Chi Lianjun also subconsciously shrank his neck, not daring to provoke any more deliberately, and died down.
Fairy Qingxuan has a beautiful orchid heart, and she steps forward with gentle steps.
She looked at Feng Chenglang, smiled, and the whole world was eclipsed by it, the beauty was breathtaking.
Fairy Qingxuan waved her delicate hand, and a bottle of elixir slowly flew towards Feng Chenglang.
"Feng Xiaosi, I will also give you a meeting gift, ten one-turn small golden elixirs, please accept it!"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone was in an uproar.
Especially the mid-level monks, all of them were so greedy that they almost drooled.
Turning the small golden elixir can help the foundation-building monk break through the bottleneck and condense the golden elixir. It is a real good thing!
In comparison, ten one-turn small golden elixirs are much more valuable than that Xuan-Zhan sword!
Fairy Qingxuan smiled slightly and said calmly.
"Feng Xiaosi, it's really rare for you to be able to condense the second-grade Xiaoqinglian! Although your qualifications are not as good as those of the headmaster back then. The headmaster has caused a total of twenty-nine circles of water ripples, which is just a short step away from being able to condense them.
Third-grade Xiao Qinglian. But don’t be discouraged. The road to immortality is long. As long as you don’t be arrogant or impetuous, be down-to-earth, and practice diligently, your achievements in the future will be good!"
Fairy Qingxuan's words seemed to be encouraging the younger generation, but they actually had a profound meaning.
Feng Chenglang caused twenty circles of water ripples, while Chen Tongxuan caused a total of twenty-nine circles of water ripples.
Such a comparison will make you judge!
The mountain master is still awesome!
In front of the Lord of the Mountain, the extremely talented Feng Chenglang is just a child after all!
It's still early for Feng Chenglang to surpass Chen Tongxuan!
The Lord of the Mountain is mighty!
The admiration and admiration for Chen Tongxuan welled up in the hearts of all the middle and low-level monks again, like a surging river, endless!
The entire atmosphere of Qingxi Mountain Blessed Land seems to have changed.
Master Tianshu's eyes were blazing as he looked at Fairy Qingxuan, who was as elegant as orchid. His love almost solidified into substance and wrapped around her.
Fairy Qingxuan turned around a somewhat unfavorable situation with just a few words.
Chapter completed!