"What realm is this? Sword Immortal?"
"The Taoist inheritance of Wudang Mountain is also something. Such a young three-generation disciple can actually have the late stage of gathering the gods, and his understanding of swordsmanship is even more amazing."
"A kendo that cannot be underestimated."
"How is sword technique not considered Taoism? This is interesting, tsk, something interesting."
"No matter how powerful the sword technique is, it can never beat Taoist techniques. Not to mention anything else, there has been a sword control technique in Shuzhong. Taking the head level of a thousand meters away is like a sniper in the movie."
"It sounds nice, but it's not the same flashy?"
The whispers mixed with various accents gradually became quiet as the Taoist priest in Maoshan stood up.
In fact, most of them were just young monks discussing. After Wang Sheng demonstrated his sword skills, the Taoist masters with a little more experienced Taoist masters were moved by a few people who were good at swordsmanship, and other Taoist masters rarely showed their emotions.
However, Li Shiwu sat even more straight among the Taoist masters, and his whole body wiped out his previous depressedness.
A green onion-like thumb reached in front of Wang Sheng and gently shook it in front of Wang Sheng. Wang Sheng and his senior sister looked at each other and saw that their senior sister had relaxed a lot more than a few minutes ago.
Let me listen to the main Taoist priest of Maoshan Daocheng:
"The Wudang Seven-Star Sword is well-known, and the Taoist techniques and techniques of various mountains are also quite impressive.
Today, Maoshan dared to invite you to come. The main reason is to make the Taoist heritage as perfect and perfect as possible.
Taoism has been extinct for thousands of years, and people in the world do not know or believe it. Many Taoist teachings have also been missing. Today, it is a good opportunity to investigate and repair the missing and verify each other.
Next, there is no need to be any restraint, please ask each other for advice.
But there is one thing, if you want to learn from each other, please click until you stop, so don’t hurt our Taoist family’s harmony.”
After saying that, the Taoist priest bowed and gently swung the whisk in his hand. Dozens of Maoshan disciples wearing black Taoist robes entered the venue, responsible for maintaining order in various places.
Everyone seemed a little "shy". The venue was quiet for nearly a quarter of an hour before two Taoist priests stood up and walked towards Tao Cheng beside them, and soon started chatting with each other.
Someone started with the beginning, and everyone who was eager to try it immediately headed towards the target they had already chosen. On Wudang, several Taoist priests came to explore together.
The water in this pond finally became alive.
In fact, young disciples are just spectators, and they dare not speak much in such occasions. They just listen to the Taoist priests' conversations, and occasionally they can gain something.
Originally, these Taoist priests came to Wang Sheng for advice on "Sword Taoism", but due to their own generation, Wang Sheng sat down to the back and could only talk to the two Taoist priests here in Wudang Mountain.
Wang Sheng was not concerned about other things, and sat there closed his eyes and rested, and contained all the spiritual thoughts in his body, without exploring them outside.
The senior sister next to him gently pulled Wang Sheng's arm, and Wang Sheng opened his eyes and looked at his sister's slightly raised chin.
The young Taoist priest who had shimmered his eyes, had a burr head, and was dressed in casual outfit. He had made a statement to mock Maoshan Daocheng and ridiculed Wudang Daocheng, and was now staring at this side with a burning gaze.
Wang Sheng frowned at first, thinking that this guy looked at his senior sister, and his face suddenly became a little cold.
This guy is trying to hit his senior sister?
However, Wang Sheng soon discovered that the little Taoist priest from the burr was locking his eyes tightly on him...
This makes people feel a little chilling.
The burr-headed Taoist priest seemed to have finally made up his mind and walked towards Wang Sheng, who was more than ten meters away.
The two bearded Taoist priests beside the man looked at each other, and each showed a little chuckling, but did not stop him.
But the burr-headed Taoist priest had just taken two steps, and several Maoshan disciples wearing black Taoist robes came along. The leader bowed to the Taoist priests here to celebrate. His clear voice immediately attracted the attention of everyone around him.
"Maoshan disciple Liu Yunzhi took the liberty to ask for advice on the talisman road of Dragon and Tiger Heaven Sect. Shi Qianzhang, a Taoist scholar in the noble school, can you discuss with your disciples again!"
Maoshan, Liu Yunzhi.
Longhu Mountain, Shi Qianzhang...
Wang Sheng felt that this name was a little impressed. He seemed to have seen it a few times in his previous life on the Tianlist or the Earth List, but the impression was not very deep.
But Wang Sheng is more familiar with Liu Yunzhi from Maoshan, after all, he met him once on the street during breakfast.
Liu Yunzhi is one of the 36 future masters of the sect and the best among the three generations of Maoshan Sect disciples. Because of his handsome face and extraordinary temperament, he will have a large number of "online fans" in the future.
Wang Sheng naturally realized that Shi Qianzhang should be coming to find him to compete, but he killed Liu Yunzhi halfway and had no chance of him for the time being.
Wang Sheng had previously shown his sword realm, one was to show his reputation as Wudang and his master in Wudang Mountain, and the other was to not want his senior sister to show up in public, nor did he think that he could become famous today.
If something like fame is useful for practicing Taoism, he might as well find a beautiful cliff on the edge of the cliff after returning to Wudang Mountain and start a live broadcast to practice swordsmanship.
But Wang Sheng wanted to have a fight with this arrogant Shi Qianzhang.
He has died once, and he also knows that the immortal forces will fight each other in more than ten years, and some dark corners of this peaceful and prosperous era will look like...
Compared to the Taoist priests who were practicing in the mountains, Wang Sheng may understand better what is the real life and death struggle.
This kind of discussion that can be stopped at the right time is really a great opportunity to increase practical experience and understand various Taoisms.
Therefore, Wang Sheng was still a little regretful when he saw the burr-headed Taoist priest being stopped, although he was not timid at all to Shi Qianzhang's provocation.
With Dao's eyes on, Shi Qianzhang curled his lips indifferently, and without waiting for the Taoist priest of his own sect to answer Liu Yunzhi, he spoke directly, his tone was a little lazy.
"Why, I wasn't convinced when I lost last time?"
"Oh, of course I'm a little dissatisfied, so I want to discuss with you again."
Liu Yunzhi's face was calm, but he did not avoid his previous defeat at all. He stared at Shi Qianzhang calmly, "After the last battle, I always felt a little unwilling to do so, which has affected my daily purity of practice. Today, I hope you will give me advice again. Regardless of the outcome, I will not be entangled with you again."
Shi Qianzhang turned his head and looked at Wang Sheng in the direction. Seeing that Wang Sheng was closing his eyes to rest, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
I heard the young Taoist priest from Longhu Mountain mutter: "Anyway, I'm not afraid that the sword-playing buddy in Wudang Mountain will run away. It won't take much time to fight you again, come on."
A sword-playing person...
Wang Sheng curled his lips, but said nothing, and continued to close his eyes and rest.
Let’s see the truth later on.
Several Taoist priests from Longhu Mountain did not stop them, while other fellow disciples from Shi Qianzhang smiled.
They have long been accustomed to Shi Qianzhang's character and are quite confident in Shi Qianzhang's strength.
The Maoshan disciples who followed Liu Yunzhi had a bad look at this time, but they seemed to know that Shi Qianzhang was so powerful that they were just standing behind Liu Yunzhi to support the senior brother, and no one said anything.
The battle of fighting is also part of this Taoist exchange. If these two "big sect disciples" want to fight, no one will stop them.
On the contrary, all the eyes in the venue gathered, and many people were still getting closer, afraid that they would not be able to see clearly when they waited.
The old Taoists sitting upright in front of the hall also looked at this place and seemed to be quite looking forward to it.
Longhu Mountain and Maoshan are both extremely important Taoist inheritances among the Taoist sects, while Liu Yunzhi and Shi Qianzhang are the best among the younger generation of the two sects and have been awarded the complete Taoist inheritances of the two sects.
The two of them are fighting each other, which is really not a trivial matter today.
To put it in a big way, it can be seen as a ranking dispute between the talisman sect. To put it in a small way, it is also a competition between two young generation leaders with outstanding cultivation.
A few minutes later, in the open space in front of Chongxi Palace, Shi Qianzhang and Liu Yunzhi stood opposite each other, standing on the flat stone floor full of scratches of time, seven or eight meters apart, with vitality around each other constantly gathering.
Shi Qianzhang should be less than twenty years old. At this time, when he adjusts his luck, his temperament will change, and his eyes will become a little sharper, but he still has an unchanging arrogance in his bones.
The eyes are filled with spirits and Baohua is restrained. Shi Qianzhang's cultivation is actually the late stage of gathering the spirits?
Wang Sheng, who had just opened his eyes, couldn't help but be a little surprised by the cultivation of this disciple of Longhu Mountain.
The vitality of heaven and earth has just recovered for two and a half years, and the younger generation of monks who can enter the realm of gathering the gods are actually considered to be a crafted material.
Wang Sheng was able to reach the late stage of gathering the gods at this time because he made many preparations before the energy of heaven and earth was opened. He also helped him to open up the meridians in his body and enjoyed the benefits of the first essence of heaven and earth. With the "Pure Yang Immortal Art" and "Seven-Star Sword Formation", he made a steadily breakthrough.
He practiced since childhood like Liu Yunzhi and was highly trained by Maoshan. At this time, he was only in the middle stage of gathering the gods.
If this is the case, if Shi Qianzhang is not as talented as his senior sister, he should be that the Taoist inheritance of Longhu Mountain is magical.
Let’s not mention Shi Qianzhang’s cultivation level and his not very outstanding appearance. Just talk about his outfit, burrs, jeans, gray short sleeves with slightly exaggerated patterns on the front and back, plus the pair of famous brand running shoes that look expensive at a glance…
This guy really can't just comment.
When Shi Qianzhang stood there, he felt a sense of "incongruity", which also made the onlookers feel a little abrupt.
On the other hand, Liu Yunzhi was much more normal - he was wearing a Taoist robe, with long hair over, and his face was as gentle as jade. At this time, his vitality was standing in the field, his long hair was slightly fluttering, and he was indescribably elegant.
Shi Qianzhang put his hands in his butt pockets, as if he was enjoying the gazes he was watching from around him, and asked Lei Ran: "What's the comparison this time?"
"Of course it's still the method of talismans," Liu Yunzhi shook his left hand slightly, and there were a few thin pieces of yellow paper between his index finger and middle finger, and there were ancient runes drawn by cinnabar on it.
Shi Qian glanced at the corner of his mouth, not covering up the disdain on his face.
He stretched out his left hand and pinched out a slightly wrinkled black paper talisman, snapping his fingers gently. The patterns carved on the talisman flashed slightly, and a touch of water chestnut fire burned out the black talisman in a blink of an eye.
Four rays of light flashed gently in the fire, turning into four "talisman bags" that were more than ten centimeters long, tied to Shi Qianzhang's casually accessible arms and thighs.
The four-color talismans of blue, red, black and yellow have thick stacks.
Chapter completed!