Chapter 42: It is better to be good than to live well
On the top of the Taihua Sect mountaintop, a huge square was opened with divine means. Tens of thousands of people gathered in the square. Some were alone like Li Mingyue, and there were also sect disciples hanging the banners of their respective sects.
Of course, not all of these people are here to participate in the Ten Thousand Immortals Meeting. Most of them are here as spectators to witness this grand event that only occurs once in ten years. There are also various forces that plan to recruit talents after this meeting.
When Li Mingyue walked into the square, it was a bit chaotic. People were whispering and talking in small groups.
Soon a Taihua Sect disciple came towards Li Mingyue. After bowing, he asked, "Is this Master Li Xian from Qingyuan Mountain?"
Li Mingyue returned the salute and nodded.
This Taihua Sect disciple then said: "Please come this way."
After speaking, he led the way, and Li Mingyue followed him all the way. With the appearance of Li Mingyue, those who were originally discussing stopped their original discussions and continued new ones.
"Is he Li Mingyue from Qingyuan Mountain?"
"I heard that he has not been able to master the basic Taoism until now. Is it true?"
"How could such a loser become Chen Daoling's disciple?"
"I really don't know what he was thinking that he would come to this Ten Thousand Immortals Meeting."
"..."
Various discussions came and went, and there was no intention of lowering the voice.
Li Mingyue listened and pretended to hear nothing.
In addition to these people from various major sects, Li Mingyue found that there were also court officials, especially an elegant middle-aged man, who had been keeping their eyes on him.
Li Mingyue didn't think too much and followed the Taihua Sect disciple to a more conspicuous location. Not only could he see the situation in the entire square, but everyone in the square could also see him.
As for whether it was deliberately arranged by Taihua Zong, it is unknown. After all, the higher Li Mingyue's position is now, the worse he will fall in a short time.
After bringing Li Mingyue, the Taihua Sect disciple said goodbye and left, and Li Mingyue simply took a look at the situation on the field.
Although he had made guesses before, the number of practicing sects in the three states was still beyond Li Mingyue's imagination, and he quickly found some familiar sects, such as Taiqing Sect.
When she saw the Taiqing Sect, Li Mingyue couldn't help but think of her senior sister's reminder. Although Zhang Qingyu wanted to die at the beginning, and Qingyuan Mountain and the Taiqing Sect were just a deal in exchange of human lives, Zhang Qingyu has a disciple who is now here.
Taihua Zong practice.
According to the senior sister, this person's strength is unpredictable and he may have entered the martial arts realm. He may very well take this opportunity to avenge Zhang Qingyu, thereby completely breaking away from the worldly ties.
Finally, Li Mingyue's eyes stopped on those people in the court. These people seemed to be discussing something, but they were too far away and the venue was so noisy that they couldn't hear clearly.
An elegant man whose specific age cannot be discerned, but from his behavior, one can tell that he is an extraordinary person. Although he has taken off his armor, he still has a fierce aura. He is sitting on an equal footing with the elegant man and is chatting.
Behind the two men were seven or eight guards with impressive auras, who were obviously battle-hardened warriors.
The elegant man sighed with emotion: "It looks like it. It really looks like it."
The man smiled and joked: "Miss your old friend again?"
The elegant man retracted his thoughts and said bitterly: "Some people are destined to be missed only. It's a pity that for the friendship in the past, today I have to push her only son into the gate of hell with my own hands. Seriously..."
He shook his head, full of self-deprecation.
The man smiled and said: "It's a good thing to be able to meet each other down there, so it's not a sin."
The elegant man seemed not to want to continue this topic and changed his words: "What's the situation in Lanzhou? When will we fight back? Don't blame me for not warning you. If these pariahs from the five countries really beat Lanzhou, I can't suppress them in Haojing."
live."
The man looked indifferent and said slowly: "Let them be happy first. If it weren't for cooperating with the old god's plan, even those clowns wouldn't be able to enter Lanzhou."
The elegant man smiled and said: "It's hard to say about the other four countries, but Zhao..."
The man said: "Zhao is ambitious, but it can only be in the land of the Five Kingdoms. As for plotting against our Tang Dynasty, they will not have the guts to do so in the next five hundred years."
The elegant man suddenly said: "Five hundred years..."
The man said: "It's different down the mountain."
The elegant man nodded and said, "Indeed."
The man asked: "I heard that besides you, someone else is here in Haojing?"
The elegant man was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said: "It's just an old guy who is about to die. He may not be able to change anything, but he still has to be careful. After all, there are quite a few people who have old relationships with her. Some of the old relationships are not even with her.
Know."
Having said this, his smile was a little sarcastic.
The man said quietly: "'It is a blessing in the world to have a woman in the Tang Dynasty.' That is a legend after all. Otherwise, how could Chen Daoling keep her son by her side and still plan it for so long."
At this time, an old man walked out of the Taihua Sect, and with the appearance of this old man, the original noisy area suddenly became quieter.
The person who came was none other than the head of the Taihua Sect and one of the few strong men in the entire Three Prefectures. His appearance meant that the Ten Thousand Immortals Meeting once every ten years was about to begin.
After the old man appeared, he had a kind smile on his face, and his movements showed the demeanor of an immortal. He was completely different from the master Li Mingyue.
The old man coughed first, and then said with a smile: "Thank you all for coming to Taihua Sect. I won't say much and will directly announce some rules of this conference."
The venue was completely quiet, and everyone listened carefully.
The old man continued: "Regardless of forces or individuals, as long as they are monks who are less than thirty years old, they can participate in this conference. However, each force can only send two people. This is one. The second is that it has not reached the fourth.
People from other countries cannot participate."
He smiled and explained: "Although it is the Ten Thousand Immortals Association, if everyone can participate, our Taihua Sect cannot afford it, and I believe you cannot wait that long."
When he said this, he glanced at Li Mingyue intentionally or unintentionally, and then said: "So there will be a test later, and I hope everyone can cooperate."
Off the field, the elegant man said with a smile: "This old guy really saves trouble. I have never heard of Wanxian having this rule before."
The man next to him smiled and said: "This really saves a lot of links. If Li Mingyue hadn't taken action in Guangyang County and exposed his realm, naturally there would be no such rule. It is clear that he wants to save money and ensure that Li Mingyue can participate.
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The elegant man said: "That family was also unlucky. It took a lot of effort to develop a genius. He was about to fly up a branch and become a phoenix, but this happened to him." The man agreed: "Ordinary people,
Even if there is some extraordinary genius, after all, there is no backing, not to mention that the child is not a genius, no wonder he will be abandoned by the Taihua Sect. Therefore, this person is very good, so it is better to be born well."
The elegant man curled his lips and said: "You don't need to criticize Huai here. You were not born well, but you are now in your current position? Birth is not the decisive factor. You, the general of the country, are the best proof."
The man smiled and said, "I have a good master."
As soon as these words came out, the two people suddenly frowned and looked at the thin young man almost at the same time.
Does that young man have a good master?
At this moment, they suddenly realized that this plan seemed to have missed the most crucial point.
An old captain can teach a general who can completely trust the Tang Dynasty, but a disciple taught by an immortal is not as good as a general of a secular dynasty?
The test has begun. Some people are happy and some are worried. This is equivalent to setting a threshold for this Wanxian Meeting, and this threshold directly hinders thousands of people who are eager to try.
As for this so-called test, Li Mingyue naturally passed without any accidents. It was nothing more than a physical test.
Every monk is completely different after passing the previous three levels and entering the fourth level. The toughness of the body and the power contained are far beyond what ordinary people can compare with.
After the test, Taihua Zong used his supreme magical power to open a battlefield directly above the square, fully demonstrating the Xian family's methods.
Then those who passed the test began to draw lots. Li Mingyue drew a disciple from Shangquan Mountain, and the order of appearance was the twenty-seventh one.
As the draw ended, the Ten Thousand Immortals Meeting finally got down to business, and everyone's eyes were suddenly filled with enthusiasm and anticipation.
The first round of fighting started quickly. Because the gap between the two sides was too big, a monk who had just entered the fourth level and a monk who had just entered the sixth level just met each other. The fourth level monk was carried by the disciples of Taihua Sect.
He fell down and was seriously injured and fell into coma.
The duels continued one after another, with one losing and the other winning, and the people below were excited to watch and comment on it.
Not long after, it was Li Mingyue's turn for the duel. As the powerful Taihua Sect leader presiding over the duel announced, a man in white jumped up and appeared on the battlefield above.
This man looked to be in his mid-twenties, he was wearing white clothes and carrying a sword, and he looked majestic.
There was an uproar in the audience, and then there was a contrasting silence. Almost everyone's eyes fell on the young man named Li Mingyue.
When people looked at the young man, their eyes were full of complicated and difficult to understand meanings.
Rumors about Li Mingyue are nothing new in these three states. Of course, this is all because his master Chen Daoling ascended to the throne. Otherwise, who would know about a useless person who has not been able to learn basic Taoism for more than ten years?
But people are very curious as to why such a person became a disciple of an immortal. Is there really nothing extraordinary about him?
What’s even more strange is that if Li Mingyue really didn’t even learn basic Taoism, how could he come to participate in this Ten Thousand Immortals Meeting? How could he pass the previous test? Or are the rumors they heard really just
Just a rumor?
Under everyone's doubtful eyes, the young man stood up and walked towards the battlefield.