Hearing Taoist Priest Chiyang's question, Fang Lanling coughed and said, "I heard that Master Zixu was famous for his Qinggong. He had a nickname in the world back then, called 'Nine Heavens Yunlong'. So who owns this Yunlong Sword?"
I think it should be determined by Qinggong. Please take a look at the Qiyun Pagoda on the top of the mountain."
After saying that, Fang Lanling pointed his finger at the top of the Tianfeng Peak, and then explained: "The origin of this Qiyun Tower must be very clear to everyone, and Fang will not go into details. Because this tower has not been built, and now only the steel bars and iron bones remain.
, a total of one hundred and eighty feet from top to bottom, it has weathered wind, frost, rain and snow but remains standing.”
"The other day, someone personally climbed the tower and penetrated the Yunlong Sword into the top of the tower, leaving only the scabbard in his hand. If you are interested in competing, please follow the same method and remove the Yunlong Sword from the top of the tower. Which hero has the most outstanding dexterity, will be the first to take down the Yunlong Sword.
The Yunlong Sword is sent back to Fang, who is the enlightened master of 'Yunding Shengtian'."
Everyone was eager to give it a try, but when they heard Fang Lanling say these calculations, they couldn't help feeling cold in their hearts.
After all, the Qiyun Tower is 108 feet high, and it is made of steel and iron beams. There are no special stairs for climbing up the tower. If you want to climb to the top of the tower with bare hands to get the sword, you really need to have extraordinary lightness skills.
And at that height, who can guarantee that you won't feel fear? If you just look down, you will probably feel dizzy or even lose your mind.
If you accidentally slip and fall, you may injure your muscles or bones, or you may die. What's the point of being known as a coward?
Taoist Priest Chiyang frowned slightly and looked inquiringly at the audience, which was where the disciples of the Kunlun Sect were sitting.
At this time, only one person stepped forward, clasped his fists in greeting and said: "Brother Qi, I am willing to climb the tower to get the sword."
This man is eighteen or nineteen years old. He is dressed in black and elegant clothes. He has a tall and tall figure and a steady and vigorous pace, which shows his demeanor.
Looking at his appearance, he has a slightly stiff rectangular face, thick eyebrows but narrow eyes, and naturally drooping corners of his mouth, giving him a somewhat dull air despite his seriousness.
Taoist Priest Chiyang relaxed, nodded slightly and said, "Junior Brother Long has volunteered, and I have no reason not to allow it. However, this tower towers into the clouds, so we should not take it lightly. Junior Brother, your own safety is the top priority, so do not force yourself to do anything."
The young man in black who dared to fall in love was none other than the famous martial arts champion, Long Zhengyang, the disciple of Yuan Kunlun, the leader of the Kunlun Sect.
After listening to Taoist Master Chiyang's instructions, Long Zhengyang said seriously: "Thank you, senior brother, for reminding me. Junior brother, please keep it in mind. This matter concerns the ancestors of our sect, so you should go all out."
Taoist priest Chiyang stroked his beard and smiled, knowing that Long Zhengyang was a martial arts prodigy, especially outstanding in light kung fu. This time, he represented Kunlun in the battle, and he was quite sure to win the championship in one fell swoop.
Just when Chiyang Taoist Master was full of praise, a young man also walked out of the Kongtong Sect camp, saluted Sima Yu solemnly and said: "This disciple also wants to try his skills, please give me permission to do so."
This young man is also familiar. He turns out to be Pang Zijian.
Sima Yu showed admiration on his face and said calmly: "Go ahead and remember to do what you can. After all, it's just an insignificant thing. There's no need to act out of emotion."
These words clearly disparaged the Kunlun sect, but Taoist priest Chiyang could not argue with each other, so he could only hide his luck with a sullen face.
Pang Zijian felt happy and bowed again and said: "Disciple, please wake up and never let this sect be shamed."
Seeing the tit-for-tat confrontation between the Kunlun Sect and the Kongtong Sect, everyone had expectations in their hearts. At this time, they saw a woman in white slipping out, walking forward with light and agile steps, and said in a low voice: "I have seen Mr. Fang.
, the young girl Xing Zhiying, following the order of her grandfather, tried to climb the tower to retrieve the sword."
Fang Lanling said happily: "Ms.
Xing Zhiying nodded in agreement, while Pang Zijian said with concern: "Sister Xing, why take the risk? I will give it to you when I get the Yunlong Sword."
Xing Zhiying's pretty face turned red, she folded her hands and said seriously: "I don't dare bother Brother Pang. Since Grandpa ordered me to take the sword, I should do my best."
Pang Zijian froze and glanced coldly at Long Zhengyang opposite, his face becoming a little gloomier again.
Long Zhengyang looked indifferent and nodded to Xing Zhiying as if he had said hello.
Xing Zhiying felt sad and nodded in response. Suddenly her thoughts were wandering and the shadow of another person flashed in her mind. Then her eyes turned red and she almost shed tears.
Seeing Xing Zhiying appear, Xiaolei was very happy and said with ecstasy: "Xiaoying'er is getting more and more beautiful, and regardless of the fact that she is a woman, her Qinggong may not be as good as that boring fake number one scholar. It's just that the tower is too high.
, it would be serious if she falls, please don’t let anything happen to her.”
Mu Yun nodded and said, "That's right. It's a hundred and eighty feet long. Even if it's more than ten feet high, it would be very dangerous to fall. This time is nominally a test of Qinggong, but it's actually a competition of courage. After all, Miss Xing is a
If a weak-minded female prostitute becomes timid halfway through, the consequences will be unpredictable."
Xiao Lei rolled his eyes and took the opportunity to encourage: "Da Mu Tou, you are pretty good at qinggong. You might as well go up there and help take care of Xiao Ying'er. If by chance you get the Yunlong Sword, everyone will be happy."
Mu Yun glanced at Xiao Lei and said calmly: "Aren't you afraid that I will fall?"
Xiao Lei waved his hands and said: "How is that possible? I don't believe others, so you still don't believe me? Or if you are as timid as a mouse, not even as good as Xiao Ying'er, then I will look down on you."
Mu Yun smiled bitterly to himself and coughed helplessly: "In your eyes, my life is the least valuable anyway, alas..."
After saying this, without waiting for Xiao Lei's response, Mu Yun stood up and stepped forward, cupped his fist towards Fang Lanling and said, "I've met Young Master Fang. This competition will be counted as the next one. Let's see if we can come out on top."
Fang Lanling smiled and said: "Mu Shaoxia is finally willing to take action. Yun Yi's eight dances are a magical skill. Fang will wait and see."
Taoist Priest Chiyang heard this clearly. His brows were raised, and he stared at Mu Yun and said, "You are proficient in the Eight Dances of Yun Yi. It seems that you are the Young Master Mu Yun?"
Mu Yun forced himself to calm down and said bravely: "My master has a close relationship with the sages of the noble sect, so I have also practiced the unique skills of the noble sect."
Taoist priest Chiyang hummed, and said solemnly: "Since the young knight possesses the unique skills of his sect, he will invite his party to Zulong Garden later. Let's talk about the love of incense. In addition, Pindao has some unanswered questions in his heart.
I still need to ask you carefully."
Mu Yun knew that it was about Yu Bingru, so he immediately said in a serious voice: "Since the Taoist Master invited me, I dare not disobey my order. When the dust of this competition is settled, I will pay you a visit."
Taoist priest Chiyang breathed a sigh of relief, and then Fang Lanling said: "The competition is about to begin, are there any other heroes participating?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw another person standing out from the crowd. He had a handsome face and a wonderful Taoist bones. He had a nine-beam Taoist crown with black clusters like ink, a three-pure Taoist robe as indigo as the sky. He was carrying a seven-star sword for slaying demons on his back, and he was holding a five-thunder whisk for subduing demons. It turned out that he was also
Qingyun, the rising star of the Wudang sect, is the second best person in the martial arts competition.