Chapter five hundred and ninety third bet
Judging from the middle-aged Confucian scholar's dress, speech and behavior, it is obvious that he has a background. How can an ordinary Qi Refining monk dare to confront a Foundation-building monk?
Wang Qingshan thought for a moment and said to Wang Tianwen: "Since he has paid the money, the classics belong to others. You can see if there are other classics and buy a few more!"
"Qi Bo Palace, that is..."
Wang Tianwen was a little reluctant and still wanted to buy this classic.
"Didn't you hear what I said clearly?"
Wang Qingshan frowned and tightened his tone.
Wang Qingshan has a high prestige among the younger generation. Wang Tianwen did not dare to disobey Wang Qingshan and nodded unwillingly.
Returning to his residence, Wang Qingshan called all the clan members to him and said with a stern face: "There is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world. Our family has an alchemy monk in charge. This is a good thing, but it does not mean that you can do whatever you want, like what happened today.
Others have already given spiritual stones, and the classics belong to others. Don’t talk about first come, first served. It’s yours only after giving money. We have backgrounds, how do you know that others don’t have backgrounds? If you accidentally kick the iron plate, there will be no place to cry.
, Tian Wen, you almost got into a fight with an outsider over a book and made people laugh. After you return, I will punish you with a six-month grounding as a warning to others."
Whether this matter is big or small, to be honest, Wang Tianwen did something wrong. If the other party is a casual cultivator, wouldn't it give people the feeling that the Wang family is bullying others? If you dare to bid for classics with others today, maybe tomorrow
Dare to bully men and dominate women. This kind of trend cannot grow.
"Yes, Qi Bo Gong." Wang Tianwen and others agreed in unison.
In the next few days, Wang Qingshan frequently exchanged Taoism with other foundation-building monks.
The foundation-building monks who participated in the Tao Discussion Conference came from all over the world, and their fighting methods were very different. Some of the fighting methods amazed Wang Qingshan and broadened his horizons a lot.
What interests Wang Qingshan the most is that a group of Confucian monks from the Central Plains Cultivation World are either discussing the government affairs of the Demon Control Kingdom or reciting poems and writing poems. They don't look like immortal cultivators at all.
Wang Tianwen was very interested in these and went to listen every day. Wang Qingshan asked the two tribesmen to keep an eye on Wang Tianwen to prevent him from causing trouble again.
Han Yuexin seemed to have given up and did not bother Wang Qingshan.
Five days later, the Dao Discussion Conference was held in Qingshi Square.
The Tao Discussion Conference is divided into two parts. The first part is to discuss cultivation and Taoism. Regardless of cultivation level, any monk can come forward to speak and express his or her understanding of Tao.
Wang Qingshan did not come to the stage to speak. Confucian monks from the Central Plains came forward to speak enthusiastically, saying that the Eastern Wilderness Immortal World should implement kingly and benevolent governance and establish a world of great harmony.
Wang Qingshan did not agree with the views of these Confucian monks. They advocated royal benevolence and the core was to serve the royal family. The royal family in Donghuang was just a puppet. Wang Qingshan had no respect for the imperial power, let alone serving the royal family.
He was trained by his family, and he only serves the family.
Just discussing Taoism took three days.
After talking about Taoism, let’s start the actual combat.
According to the news, the first place will get a talisman, but Chongyang Academy suddenly dropped a shocking news. The first place can get two pill-forming spiritual objects. However, to participate in the competition, you have to sign a life and death certificate, and your life or death will be determined by your fate.
"Elixir-forming spiritual object?"
Wang Qingshan's heart skipped a beat. He had resolved the bottleneck. If nothing unexpected happened, it would only be a matter of time before he reached the ninth level of foundation building.
He thought for a long time and decided to participate in the competition.
With his seventh-level foundation cultivation and the assistance of puppet beasts and spirit beasts, even if he loses, he will not be killed.
Knowing that the first place will be rewarded with two pill-forming spiritual items, there are many foundation-building monks participating in the competition.
More than 300 foundation-building monks participated in the competition, drawing lots and competing in pairs, and the winner advanced to the next round.
Wang Qingshan drew lottery number 130 and had to wait in line for a long time, just in time to watch the other people's fighting skills.
There are fifteen arenas in Qingshi Square, and fifteen battles can be fought at one time, and fifteen people can be eliminated.
The battle was very fierce. Although Chongyang Academy asked the contestants to click as many points as possible, Chongyang Academy underestimated the temptation of the alchemy-forming spiritual objects to the foundation-building monks.
It was fine at the beginning, and the contestants could still finish the points, but as time passed, casualties still appeared. Three foundation-building monks died on the ring and five were disabled.
On the rostrum, Xu Zilin and many other alchemy monks were sitting on jade chairs, watching the battle between the foundation monks.
Chongyang Academy has a good relationship with Taiyi Immortal Sect. This time they held a Taoism conference, and Taiyi Immortal Sect Leng Rumei led people to attend.
I thought it was just a formality, Leng Rumei just brought two elite disciples with her. According to her assumptions, there would be no problem in reaching the top ten.
Qianji Sect sent Taoist Ziyang to participate, and Taoist Ziyang brought a dozen foundation-building monks to accompany him.
Xu Zilin did not hide Princess Yongan's proposal from Leng Rumei and Taoist Ziyang.
It is about the face of the Eastern Wilderness cultivating world. Leng Rumei and Taoist Ziyang attach great importance to it. This competition must not be won by the monks from the Central Plains.
"A few fellow Taoists are idle anyway, so why don't we make a bet? Let's bet on whether the first place is the monk from the Eastern Wasteland or the monk from the Central Plains? I'll use this piece of gold glass jade as a bet, and I'll beat the monk from the Central Plains."
As Princess Yongan spoke, she took out a piece of crystal clear golden jade.
She had a thick smile on her face, looking full of confidence. She didn't know who gave her the confidence.
"Since Princess Yong'an is so interested, we, as hosts, will accompany you to the end. I will bet on the inner elixir of this third-level low-grade blue-eyed ice python, and I will defeat the Eastern Wilderness monks."
Leng Rumei smiled and took out a blue wooden box.
Xu Zilin and Taoist Ziyang each took out a third-level material as a bet. Naturally, they beat the Donghuang monks and won the first place.
As time passes, some people win, some lose, some are killed, and some are maimed.
The performance of five foundation-building monks was very eye-catching. A middle-aged man with a medium build and dark skin drove ten second-level puppet beasts at the same time. The ten second-level puppet beasts released spells at the same time. The opponents could not hold on at all, and soon they
Lost.
A tall, thin young man in a green shirt, he was very proficient in the Five Elements spells. He had practiced many intermediate spells to perfection, and he could cast intermediate spells instantly and quickly defeated the enemy.
A woman in a green skirt with delicate features, holding a lotus lantern weapon, released a large piece of pink petals to attack the opponent. The seemingly soft petals were very sharp, and she easily broke through the opponent's defense and won the victory.
A blue-shirted Confucian scholar in his early thirties held a golden talisman pen and drew in the void. Birds and beasts emerged and pounced on his opponent endlessly. The opponent could not hold on for long and automatically gave up.
The most eye-catching one is a young man in red. He carries a long sword on his back. When fighting, he does not use the magic weapon at all. His palms continuously release sharp red sword energy, killing his opponent easily.
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Chapter completed!