As soon as these words were spoken, Sun Daocheng felt several tyrannical pressures coming down, and the terrifying feeling seemed to tear him apart.
He gritted his teeth and smiled bitterly in his heart: It is indeed like this.
No sect would let people who want to seize the treasure from outside enter the mountain gate. That would be so shameless.
These few words are truly heartbreaking.
But Sun Daocheng knows that this trick is the most useful. If you want to keep everyone out of the mountain gate, you can do it if you are a truly famous sect, but you are not.
When the time comes, the outcome will be that all the cultivators who come will be surrounded and attack. Qinglong Temple will definitely not be able to withstand it, and total annihilation is possible.
If we bring them in and let them rob, and Qinglongguan stays out of it, then there is a way out.
Shen Biao was the first to stand up: "What nonsense are you talking about? Let those who come to seize the treasure come in. How can you imagine that you still think you are a disciple of Qinglong Temple?"
Sun Daocheng did not answer his words, he was looking at Shen Huazhen.
Shen Huazhen is the leader and the leader, and the others cannot make the decision.
If Shen Huazhen agrees, his bet will be right.
"Kneel down," Elder Shen Biao shouted sternly. He couldn't help but take action against his opponent Sun Daocheng.
In fact, it's not that no one came up with Sun Daocheng's idea, but that no one thought about it. Putting people into the mountain gate can be said to be equivalent to a country going to war with others and surrendering the country to others.
Shen Huazhen sighed: "Daocheng, please explain in more detail,"
The bet was right.
The expression on Sun Daocheng's face remained unchanged, but there was a burst of joy in his heart. If Shen Huazhen didn't agree, he would directly drive him out of the mountain gate, or even destroy his true energy. At the very least, he would shut up, but the palm He didn't do that to teach real people.
Sun Daocheng nodded: "Please invite fellow practitioners to come into our mountain gate to study Taoism together, and then provoke them and let them fight each other. If we don't let him in, then we will be everyone's enemies. We can't be so stupid."
This is a good idea, and it can save the face of their Qinglong Temple.
Shen Huazhen glanced at Sun Daocheng and nodded approvingly: "I think Daocheng's opinion is very reasonable. Let's do this."
"Headmaster," Shen Biao was of course dissatisfied: "How will our Qinglong Temple gain a foothold in the world of practice, and how will others view me?"
"I have made up my mind,"
Shen Huazhen said firmly.
Sun Daocheng raised his opinion, and Shen Huazhen agreed. If he really let people into the mountain gate, and something happened, Sun Daocheng would be finished, and Qinglong Temple would definitely put all the blame on him.
As for Shen Huazhen, he is the head teacher, which is better, but I am afraid he is also burdened with a lot of pressure.
As for Shen Biao, he was a loud-mouthed and brainless donkey who only barked randomly and never came up with any useful ideas.
It is estimated that if something happens to someone when he is put into the mountain gate, he will be the first to shout: "I said no at that time, look, something happened,"
But if you don't let people in, something big will happen. Can Qinglong Temple withstand hundreds of practicing masters? I'm afraid not only will some people rush in, there will also be people sneaking over secretly. Some cultivators are not very advanced. The Five Elements Technique is very powerful.
Most of the disciples here have shallow cultivation and are not qualified to be cannon fodder even if they want to.
Shen Huazhen sighed secretly in her heart. These people are not stupid, but they are extremely selfish. No one is willing to take responsibility, but they want Qinglong Mountain to rise. How can they become strong like this.
Sun Daocheng felt lucky in his heart. He knew that this time he would definitely be looked at differently by the real master.
The stars are twinkling, and a silver disk-like moon hangs in the sky. The moonlight is bright and clear, and the evening breeze is cool. It is a good weather here in Qinglong Mountain tonight.
Chen Zhe played poker for a while. These girls played poorly and were beaten by him. Especially Jiang Chen, who had countless notes on his face. He suddenly felt like a gambling king.
It was already evening, and the little girl kept winking at Chen Zhe. Chen Zhe yawned: "I'm a little sleepy. If I want to sleep,"
"You are in a hurry to sleep with Qin Xin," Zhao Fang blurted out. As Liu Wen's best friend, she was quite dissatisfied with the development of the relationship between Chen Zhe and Liu Wen.
Especially when I saw that Chen Zhe and Qin Xin were blatantly living in the same room, I felt even more unhappy.
This night, this big-mouthed beauty did a lot to defeat Chen Zhe.
"I also want to have a 6P relationship. It would be best for us to live in the same room," Chen Zhe said nonchalantly, making Zhao Fang blush.
There is no other way, pretending is a moment, being shameless is eternity.
Returning to the room next door, Qin Xin said mysteriously: "Let's get ready. We will be leaving in half an hour at most."
It is now nine o'clock, half an hour to go to Qinglong Mountain, Qin Xin prays in his heart: Those of you who are going to steal the magic weapon must fight, the harder the fight, the better, so that he can learn more things.
Anyway, the two of them didn't want to steal the magic weapon, and it was not too big a deal to just watch the excitement.
There were not many Taoists in the front mountain, and they were all in the back mountain. Qin Xin and Chen Zhe went straight to the back mountain. They both walked very fast. When they reached the back mountain, the little girl whispered: "You must hold me with you every step of the way." ,"
"I won't let you go even if you let me go," Chen Zhe replied.
The little girl felt comfortable after hearing this, and turned around to smile. She was so charming under the moonlight, and Chen Zhe's heart skipped a beat.
So beautiful.
"Hey, that's weird," Qin Xin felt something was wrong after just a few steps.
Chen Zhe looked around: "What's weird?"
Qin Xin looked at it carefully: "There is basically no atmosphere of cultivators here, and there are no traces of fighting. Isn't there a fight?"
The two of them didn't know that Shen Huazhen, the headmaster of Qinglong Temple, listened to Sun Daocheng's suggestion and took all the practitioners up the mountain.
If you can go up the mountain, whoever is still playing lurking at the bottom of the mountain has gone up.
After walking a few steps, the light suddenly dimmed. Chen Zhe asked doubtfully: "Why does the weather seem to have changed?"
Qin Xin smiled proudly and said: "This is the small ecstasy array at Qinglong Temple. We also have it. This is not a problem for me. Just follow me."
Just like Sun Daocheng at that time, Qin Xin took three steps to the left and five steps to the right, four steps in front and three steps in the back, walking inexplicably.
This kind of ecstasy formation confuses people's sense of direction. You think she is walking backwards, but in fact she is walking forward. In just twenty minutes, she reached the top of the mountain.
Chen Zhe and Qin Xin were stunned.
Damn it, so many people are having a bonfire party.
Behind Qinglong Mountain, there was a dense mass of human heads. Countless practitioners stood together, and in the middle was a huge stone split in half.
Some of these practitioners are wearing monastic robes, some are wearing casual clothes, some are dressed like tramps, some are in suits and leather shoes, and there are also Buddhist disciples wearing cassocks. But generally speaking, they look like ordinary people outside and are not very conspicuous. .
It turns out that this is what practitioners are like.
As soon as the two people went up the mountain, they heard an exclamation from these practitioners. Someone shouted: "Even Tianyuan Sanren can't subjugate this magic weapon."
Qin Xin and Chen Zhe hurriedly squeezed past and found a middle-aged cultivator spitting blood and sitting on the ground with a weary expression.
Between the two halves of the boulder, there was a long sword that was pitch black. It was indeed a sword.
Shen Huazhen sighed and shook his head: "Everyone, I, Qinglong Temple, dare not keep this rare treasure to myself. I want everyone to try and see who can subdue this magic weapon. That is the virtuous person. Now Tianyuan Sanren has not been able to subdue it. What follows? Who wants to try?"
The little girl opened her mouth and couldn't close it again: "So... so generous. Their Qinglong Temple actually lets others use the magic weapon to subdue it,"
For practitioners, magic weapons are extremely important, just like a driver is to a racing car. A good magic weapon can even double a practitioner's combat power. Of course, this kind of magic weapon is hard to come by.
Take Wang Xing as an example, he actually doesn't even have foundation building skills, he is just a rookie compared to Qin Xin.
But he is holding the Seven Yins Bone-eating Soul-eating Flag, which is a devil. There are many people in the spiritual world who want to have his ideas, but few can defeat him.
Even Qin Xin couldn't defeat him with the Red Xiao Sword. Of course, the Seven Yin Bone-eating Soul-eating Flags hurt Tianhe, and they relied on the ghosts of innocent mortals to be so powerful.
The little girl was surprised, but also a little disappointed.
Qinglongguan and others are so generous, but they are just having a fight. What fun is there to watch?
Chen Zhe took a quick look and saw another young man coming up, wanting to subdue the sword.
He whispered: "I'm afraid Qinglong Temple doesn't have any good intentions. If they can subjugate this magic weapon, can they keep it there? I think they are afraid of losing money if they fight with others, so they deliberately lure people here to lead the battle."
The little girl's eyes lit up, he was right.
This magic weapon has just been born, and it is full of violence. If there is no real major cultivation, whoever surrenders first will be the first to be hostile to the magic weapon and be the first to bear its attack. It is possible that the last person to come takes advantage.
Use the magic weapon first to deal with those who want to steal the treasure. When the anger is almost worn out, Qinglongguan will take action.
Qinglongguan is really a traitor... It's a shame that he, a pervert, can think of it, and he's not a good person either.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on the magic weapon, and no one paid attention to these two people.
Qin Xin said helplessly: "Since we can't fight, let's see who among them can subdue the magic weapon... Oh, I originally wanted you to see everyone's fighting skills. They were so indistinguishable that the blood flowed into a river,"
Chen Zhe was stunned, this little girl has such a dark heart.
However, I like it.
He took the little girl's hand and squeezed it: "They can't fight, let's find an opportunity... let them fight,"
The little girl looked at him in astonishment. This little pervert has a really dark heart.
But it's not offensive at all. He has a dark heart and is not easily bullied.
This pair of shady young men and women...
The young man walked over and reached out to grab the hilt of the sword embedded in the stone: "I'll try it."
Before his hand could reach the hilt of the sword, the sword buzzed and let out a roar.
Chen Zhe unexpectedly felt an extremely powerful coercion coming over him. The lower-level cultivators present could not help but take a few steps back to relieve the pressure, while some of the higher-ranking cultivators were still resisting.
His mouth opened wide in surprise, how could this feeling be so similar to when he saw the real Yueyang in the Qiyin Bone-eating Soul-Eating Banner.
Is this magic weapon also equivalent to a Ruoxu stage master?